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.ೃ࿐𝐖𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐆𝐚𝐦𝐞 » S.H

.ೃ࿐ PAIRING– Steve Harrington X fem!reader

.ೃ࿐WARNINGS– enemies to “lovers”, name calling, slight degradation, choking, finger stuff, nicknames, sexual acts in a public setting, sweaty men mention 18+

.ೃ࿐A/N – uhmmmmm first writing on this account, I've written on here before but wanted to start something new, request if you would like, I'm in a writing mood anddd lmk who else I should write for. Enjoyyyyyy mwah.

Steve Harrington is a pain in the ass

For 1,248 days he has done nothing but torment you, say slick shit behind your back, to your face, and on your fucking locker, how childish!

But for 1,248 days you've done nothing but fight back, called his phone and told him he won a life supply of Farrah Faucet spray (which he didn't) and you dropped off an empty pizza box to his house. Two ways to break a mans heart.

You hated Steve and Steve hated you that as that. It will always be that. Right?

There were twenty minutes until the last basketball game of the season, the last basketball game of Steve's entire high school career before he went off and graduated, doing who knows what after. He was gonna miss his friends, his status, how your legs looked in those knee high socks you always wore—Steve shook his head, fuck, he couldn't go in the game with a hard-on, he splashed cold water on his face, trying to remove the thought of you, you you you

You groaned as Nancy dragged you into the gym—hundreds of your peers crowding the bleachers, she continued to tug on your arm despite your protest, “Nancy, this is so fucking stupid, I don't want to see a bunch of guys running and sweating everywhere” you whined

Nancy gasped, “Are you insane?! Who doesn't want to see sweaty guys running around” she giggled and finally she pulled you into a seat

You can't believe you were here, you don't do basketball games you don't do school sports, especially if those sports consist of a big haired boy with an inflating ego

Just as the game was gonna start there was a commotion behind you, six smaller heads rushing into the seat, Nancy turned around to see her brother and his friends sitting content on the wooden bleachers “Mike! What the hell are you doing here?”

The boy in question scoffed, rolling his eyes, “We came to watch the game Nancy, don't flatter yourself”

You muffled your laughs with your hand as the siblings continued to squabble but soon after an obnoxious buzz interrupted the moment and Hawkins High's very own basketball team ran out to the court

Sighing, you prepared to be in your own personal hell for the next two hours

...

The game got fairly interesting, score coming down to 12-10 by the second quarter. You've made eye contact with Steve a few times each time ending with a sneer, you were mad, mad at yourself for eying Steve's arms as they flexed, the sweat on his skin shining under the reflection of the gym lights

The buzzer did what it does best and buzzed, signaling half time, you rolled your eyes and tapped on Nancy's shoulder, “Hey, I'm gonna go use the bathroom”

she nodded at you, giving you a thumbs up before you slipped out the bleachers, various bodies crowding the hallway, you just made your way to the restroom when you saw a big line forming out the door and along the bricked walls a sigh rolled through your lips before you eyed your surroundings until you you spotted the staff bathroom

scanning your eyes through the crowd, you slipped into the secluded restroom, quickly hopping from foot to foot until you reached the stall, you actually had to piss really bad and you wanted to grab a snack

quickly pulling down your skirt as you hovered over the toilet, finally getting the relief you needed, better than a fucking orgasm

Suddenly the bathroom handle started to jerk, nearly making you fall into the the toilet. Nervously you looked around realizing an actual staff member could come in, there was one stall. You were Fucked.

instinctively you deepened your voice, calling out “Uhm, occupied!”

that's when you heard a deep chuckle that came from a man causing you to panic a bit more—you yanked the skirt back over your hips, was your adult voice slightly convincing? Hell no

You decided to peek through the crack, trying to see how bad the damage would be when you glimpsed at a pair of slender legs clad in miniscule shorts, the ones the basketball team wore, you rolled your eyes realizing who the legs belonged to, “Fuckin' hell, Steven”

you let out a sigh, one you didn't know you've been holding in, you nimbly unlatched the stall lock, not paying attention to the smug boy who pushed himself off the wall, following you to the sink

“I'm honored you recognize me so easily sweetheart, truly”

You scoffed at his faux sincerity “Yeah well, your smell was telltale sign”

“I smell wonderous, thank you very much” Harrington bought his hand up to his chest faking offense once again

“Why the fuck are you here!?” your eyebrows furrowed as you glanced at him through the mirror

Truth be told he didn't know why he was here. He may or may not have seen you slip into the bathroom over the crowd, he can accidentally always notice when you would walk into, and out of a room, even if it was filled with tons of people

“The real question is what are you doing here?” he crossed his arms, leaning on the sink next to you, watching the warm water cascade through your fingers

“I was obviously taking a piss before you came prancing in here with t-those, booty shorts!”

Steve practically shrieked an amused, yet bewildered look on his face as he stared a you “you wish I was in booty shorts!”

you scoffed, the rough paper towel scratching at your hand as you murmured “slut”

Steve audibly gasped—the nerve of you

“you're one to talk”

“I know you're not calling me a slut–spell it!”

You don't know how but suddenly Steve's chest was pressed against yours as your back was pushed into the sink, the both of your breathing got heavier as his brown eyes gazed into yours

That's when he attached his lips to yours and brought you into a heated kiss, his tongue slipping through the small opening of your lips causing you to snap back into reality and push at Steve's chest

“You're a fucking asshole”

He pulled you to his lips again, his hold on your jaw never faltering, his tongue swiped at your bottom lip, collecting the remainder of your chapstick from the plump skin, right before he pulled away, “Don't think I never notice the way you check me out huh?”

His voice, laced in lust, causing you to squeeze your thighs together, attempting to relive the ache between your legs “you're delusional”

Steve brought his hand up to your neck, you attempted to keep an unfaltering composure as he applied slight pressure, but your eyes betrayed you as they began to roll back

He let out a light chuckle “So if I were to reach into your panties right now, you wouldn't be soaking wet?”

You frantically shook your head, not trusting yourself to utter a single word

Steve lifted your skirt and flowingly slipped two fingers into your undergarments, swiping through your folds and collecting your wetness in the process

Fuck you bitch you mentally spoke to your pussy

The pads of his fingers began to circle your clit and his grip on your neck got tighter, the sound of your slick and moans caused Steve's dick to stir in his pants

“You know you never were a good liar sweetheart” he rasped into your ear, pushing his middle finger inside of you while his thumb continued to rub circles on your bud

“M-more, please Steve I need more” your legs started to grow weak as his fingers reached deep parts of you that you've never even touched before

He easily slipped his pointer in next and began to make rapid movements in your pussy

“ Yeah? And you called me the slut earlier, yet look at you,” The sensation he caused in between your legs and the pressure he applied to your throat made you dizzy “Tell me who the real slut is baby, hmm?”

Your wetness coated your thighs as you felt Steve's hard on nudge your leg, you wish you were able to focus so you could pull it out right then and there and have his cum coat multiple parts of your body

“Fuck! I'm the slut baby, I'm the slut”

Damn it.

A smug look danced on his face as your low eyes bet his “Atta girl, I bet that's what the school would think too if they knew you were begging for little ole me”

Steve curled his fingers inside you and sped the movement on your clit up, the knot in your stomach tightened as he continued to whisper dirty words in your ear

“Yeah baby cum alll on my fingers, there you go”

“I can cum from just hearing your sweet sounds”

“You feel what you do to me?”

“Let everyone who's slut you are, go ahead”

“Fuck Steve, I'm cumming” your tongue started to go numb as your eyes rolled to the back of your head, your pussy clenched around his fingers causing his movements to still

You snapped back to reality, your breathing heavy as Steve removed his fingers from you, you feeling significantly empty compared to when he was deep inside you, you watched as he licked his fingers clean of your wetness, a moan leaving his lips as he sucked on the tips of his fingers

“Wow”

You rolled your eyes straightening your skirt as you tried to steady yourself on your feet, still trying to catch your breath, you ignored Steve's eyes on you

“Knew some day I'd have begging for me sweetheart”

You huffed, “Don't you have a game to get to Steven?”

Steve's eyes widen as he stood up straight “Oh shit!”

[skipper1331]

Sunshine // Rebecka Blomqvist

a/n: based off this request. Enjoy:)

Rebecka didn‘t scream, she just went down.

In the corner of your eye, you saw her collapse to the ground, arm in the air, frantically waving in the sky.

You stopped running towards the opponents goal, you stopped every movement. You ignored the ball that was passed to your feet - Becks was laying on the floor and not getting up. "Rebecka" you breathed out. It was like something in your mind switched, your brain wasn’t working anymore, you ignored everything around you, just started running.

"Becks?" you asked as you sat down on the grass, wiping her hair out of her face. "It hurts" she said, no tears leaving her eyes. The medics were doing their best to examine her knee but it seemed pretty obvious.

The three little letters that every footballer, every coach, every fan - simply everybody hated: ACL.

Your eyes followed the blonde as she was supported by the medics. You had seen people tore their ACL before and it never affected you as much as it did now. This was Becks, the Swedish sunshine.

That day, her brightness and sunshine was robbed.

After the game, you almost sprinted to the physio room but Becks didn‘t want to see anybody. Jule and you stood in front of the room, arguing with the 'bodyguard' who was actually a staff member, to let you in but with no luck, "please respect her wishes" he told you sternly, pointing to the changing room.

While Jule sighed, you huffed before you grumbled angrily, marching to the locker. What the fuck? You had to see Becks! How was she feeling? Did you need to hold her hand - did she need a shoulder to cry on?

-

She went radio silent after that. Your calls went straight to her mailbox, texts were ignored. You didn‘t know how she was feeling nor did any of the girls. The only people who knew something about her condition were the coach, doctors and staff members yet just physically. No one knew how she was mentally.

It wasn‘t until her surgery that she went 'online' again - she arose from the dead.

Becks🌞

surgery went well.

The relief you felt at her text was nothing compared to the moment when her caller id popped up. Immediately, you accepted.

"Rebecka" you whispered, stopping your movement in the kitchen. There was silence on the line, only light breathing could be heard.

"Can you come here?" she asked with a small, timid and tired voice. With no hesitation in your voice, you asked, "where are you?"

Not even half an hour later, you were at the hospital, sitting in Becks room as she slept peacefully. Her blonde hair was splayed across the pillow, her leg prompted up as it was covered in plasters and more.

"Did I fall asleep?" she asked groggily, exhausted eyes looking at you yet a small smile displayed on her lips. She was happy to see you.

"Yeah but that‘s okay" out of reflex, your hand went to the side of her head as your thumb caressed her cheek, "I’ve brought you your favorite candy. Thought it might be better than the hospital food"

Gratitude was written over the swedes face as she looked at you, smiling. "I can leave tomorrow at 12 pm. Please pick me up?" you nodded at her request, the blonde slowly falling into a slumber at the comforting touch of your hand. You continued your actions for a few more minutes to be sure she was deep asleep before you left.

-

Exactly at 12 pm, you picked Becks up, her crutches laying on the backseat as she sat in the 'passenger princess' seat, her phone already connected with the aux.

The two of you hummed or sang to the songs that played, one better than the other.

When you arrived at her home, you jogged around the car, quickly grabbing the crutches as you opened Rebeckas door as well. "Here" you stated, holding out your hands to gently pull her up. Standing in front of you, you handed her the crutches, making sure that you could let go of her waist. Wordlessly, you grabbed her bag as you followed her to the front door.

-

"I hate these stupid things" she groaned as she flopped on the couch, the stupid things crashing on the floor.

Ignoring her complain, you walked in her kitchen, a place you knew well enough as often as Becks had cooked for you and Jule. You filled a glass of water, walking back to Rebecka as you gave it to her before you walked back in the kitchen. Opening the fridge, emptiness stared back at you. You would change that.

"I have to go but I’ll be back" you stated as Becks laid on the couch, eyes focused on the tv.

"Take your spare key"

Not even an hour later, you walked back in her home, hands full with shopping bags, "went grocery shopping" you smiled. The blonde hadn‘t moved an inch - she laid in the same posture as she was when you left.

"What?" propping her body weight on her arms, she stared blankly at you, "why did you do that?"

Sorting the things on her kitchen counter, "don‘t you think I can do it on my own? Do you think just because I’m on crutches I can’t do stuff alone?!" You didn't respond to her negative and irritable energy. She had a free pass due to the recent injury and being released from the hospital just today.

"Just sit down and let me cook for you" you replied instead, as you put the last few groceries in the fridge.

-

You visited the Swede almost everyday. Sometimes before training, sometimes after training. At matchdays, you would visit her after. It became your routine to check on the blonde.

As her rehab started Becks got very annoyed - to a point where she was mad 24/7 because her knee didn‘t work the way it should - the way she wanted it to work.

After her rehab sessions, she was in the worst mood, she was irritable and exhausted, one wrong move and she would blow up. The crutches didn‘t help either, they just reminded her of the miserable state she was in. That she couldn‘t do the thing she loves: play football.

Becks was standing the kitchen, one crutch laying on the floor as the other one supported her weight. She tried to grab something from the top cupboard but just couldn’t reach it which drove her mad. Unfortunately for you, you walked through her apartment door just then. When you saw the blonde balance like that, her leg swinging in all directions, you rushed to her. "Let me help you" you said - wrong move. Very wrong move. As soon as you laid the item she wanted on the counter the girl snapped, throwing insults at you. "Stop! Just fucking stop! You‘re so fucking annoying with your helper syndrome! Cleaning my mess, doing the dishes and my laundry, I’m not 7 anymore!" the Swede spat, steam radiating off her body. You were taken back, offended, maybe even hurt - your only intention was to help her, so she could concentrate on her rehab, so she could be back on the pitch again. She shouldn't worry about her household. Her first priority should be to walk again without crutches and then her household. She should slowly get back to everything. The thing was that you didn’t even mother her, you were a support, nothing more. You cooked with her, did the laundry with her - you carried it into the living room while she would fold it . You did everything with her. Only to get it thrown in your face.

"Okay" you took a step back, creating distance, "I’m sorry"

You left after that, feeling hurt and disrespected.

"Fuck" the Swede cursed as she saw you walking out of her flat. Why did she do that? Angrily, she threw the crutch away, slowly sinking down to the floor. Her back was leant against the counter, face hidden in her hands as the tears started falling. She didn‘t mean to yell at you. She didn‘t mean anything she said. She just felt so helpless.

She was angry at her injury, angry at herself but never at you. She appreciated you so much even if she doesn’t tell you it.

When she thought about what made her happiest, the answer was simple: you. You were the only one who could put a smile on her face.

You were the only one who was allowed to use her apartment the way you wanted - the only one with a spare key.

You were the only one who got to see her so vulnerable and at her weakest. She was still radio silent for everyone else on the team - they only got their information because of you. Except Jule, the blonde would text Jule every now and or call her. Sometimes the Swede was seen in the building, but her team rarely spoke to her and then didn't talk about how she was doing. Her sunshine was gone and it only came back when you were there - you were her personal sunshine.

Later that day, she tried to cook but it was way to annoying to move around the kitchen with crutches and then place the ingredients on the counter without something falling down or herself loosing balance. She ordered some takeout - which was also hard to carry to the kitchen or even the living room as two crutches supported her weight.

The same was the next day with the laundry. She physically couldn’t carry the laundry basket out of the bathroom. So the only solution that came to her mind that didn‘t involve you was to push the basket along the floor while she pulled her body across the floor. When she arrived in the living room she was exhausted, her arms heavy. She started to fold her laundry - she couldn't be bothered to iron it but at some point her eyelids simply closed. Her body collapsed against the couch, piles of laundry around her as soft snores filled the room.

All night you had been thinking about whether you should visit her or not. If she wanted to see you or not. If you wanted to see her or not. And even though she hurt your feelings, you wanted to see you. You had to see her. You had to check if she was okay.

In front of her flat, you waited a few minutes, not completely sure if you should walk in - but you did. You opened the door with your spare key only to be met with the sight of a sleeping Rebecka on the floor, clothes around her as there was takeout trash on the living room table. Smiling to yourself, you closed the door quietly. Becks looked at peace, no furrowed brows, no scowl on her face, no anger. She looked tranquil.

And maybe she was right about your helper syndrome. As you saw the mess around you couldn‘t ignore it. She was laying on the floor, probably exhausted from the work she thought she could do alone. Every movement of you, was thought trough and quiet. You didn't want to wake her up, even if she was a heavy sleeper.

As you collected the laundry items, you silently folded them and sorted them in her wardrobe after you had covered Becks in a blanket.

When her flat was tidy again, you left. No note, no text, nothing.

The blonde woke up 3 hours later. She was confused, didn’t she fold the laundry? Where was it? Where was her empty takeout?

Did you visit her? This was you, right?

The confirmation came when the smell of your perfume hit her nostrils, a smell that she could recognize from miles away.

She felt even worse than before - why did she be so mean to you?

-

Becks stood in front of your apartment, knocking rapidly against the door.

"Hi-"

She didn't let you say anything and just walked in. "Take a seat-" you tried again, the way she balanced on her foot and the crutches gave you anxiety.

"You‘re always so nice" she stated, turning around. "you‘re amazing to me and i yelled at you"

"It‘s oka-"

"Stop talking, please" she whispered, taking a step towards you. She dropped her crutches and out of reflex your hands went to her waist to support her, she knew you would do it. She felt safe with you.

Your hands held a firm grip on your waist as you looked her in the eye. "I‘m sorry for saying those things, you didn‘t deserve that." Her arms went around your neck as leant slightly towards you with her body, "I'm trying to do better for you, to handle my-" her breath hitched as she inhaled sharply, those three letters leaving her mouth for the first time, "to handle the acl better"

"For me?"

"For you" she smiled shyly, her eyes never leaving yours as she leant forwards, this time with her head. Her lips ghosted over your own - it was a gentle peck, nothing more. Neither of you moved, it was simple and quick yet it held so much emotion. She would do better for you and come back stronger.

Resting your forehead against hers, you closed your eyes, "you need to focus on your recovery. I'll wait" you muttered, "I’ll wait as long as it takes"

-

335 days later, Becks was back on the bench.

After your little meet up at your home, there was no romance at all. You supported her at each step, were there at her first step without crutches and as she started to run again. As she said, she tried to better and she did. She started to watch the girls train, talked to them, laughed with them and joined team bondings. Slowly but surely her sunshine was coming back, it shone brighter than before - thanks to you. Becks was not only her smiley self again but did realize how much you meant to her. That kiss? She couldn‘t think about anything else. It was her motivation to fight. I‘ll wait - she was determined to kiss you again. She wanted to return the favour as you were with her every step of the way, she wanted to take you out on a date.

You couldn‘t have been prouder to see Becks back in the squad, every single cell in her body fought for it.

The fans were chanting her name, shouting for her the make her comeback.

It was the 89‘ minute when it finally happened. You walked to the sidelines, raising your arms, so the fans would cheer louder as they already did. Rebecka looked breathtaking in the kit. You high fived her and hugged her before you pressed a kiss to her forehead. You can do it.

You didn‘t bother to put on your jacket or drink something or anything, you only focused on the sunshine girl. The subs tried to talk to but it fell to deaf ears, as some people might say: you watched Becks with heart eyes, as if she hung the moon. And maybe she did because she was the sunshine.

Rebecka was officially back and showed it with her assist.

After the final whistle blew, the girls huddled around her, singing her name but she only had eyes for you. In the group hug, it was your hand which she held, your eyes that she stared into.

-

You watched her walk around the stadium, taking her time with each fan - it made your heart swoon. Her sunshine shone across the pitch.

She was the last one to walk back in the tunnel where you had waited for her.

"You waited?" she asked suprised, she thought everybody would be in the showers by now.

"I told you, I would"

her grin couldn‘t have gotten bigger. She knew what you meant, what you were referring to.

"As long as it takes" she whispered.

Everything disappeared, it was just the two of you in the tunnel of your club stadium. The last fans were escorted out, the pitch covered in darkness.

Just the two of you.

Both of you took a step towards one another, small giggled escaping your mouths. Her hands went to cup your jaw, thumbs caressing your cheeks as your hands found their way around her waist - a place they had enjoyed before.

Becks leant forwards, eyes closed as you did the same. Everything felt amazing. You could feel her breath against your lips, an inch away. You waited so long for this.

When your lips finally met, a content sigh left the both of you, lips interlocking perfectly as they moved in sync although not for long as the one and only Jule Brand stumbled in the hall.

"Oh! Did I interrupt something?"

———————

[romangolden68]

Big Mistake, Beta (2)

“For they have sown the wind, and they shall reap the whirlwind” Hosea 8:7

Hercules:

7:00am:

Hercules awakens from his beautiful sleep with a groan, his muscles popping as his yawns in a loud manner. He stretches his arms and scratches his pits before getting up. He conducts his wake up routine to get the average Tuesday started, which is little more than a quick shower, putting on clothes, making and drinking a protein shake and talking to his bros in a group chat. He does notice, only after looking around for his favorite beta-bro, that his favorite beta bro is missing. He frowns to himself, his ego taking a small hit. Why is his beta bro not with him? Ugh, anyways, you have stuff to do today… I.e do what you do everyday.

8:00am: This daily schedule first starts with Hercules using his infinite funds and ability to persuade and flirt his way into an expensive restaurant to simply eat breakfast. Damn, high life is good. As he's eating, he feels his bowels move and he chuckles to himself. Is it weird to release a loud alpha fart in public? Nahhhh, but speaking of weird, he can’t help but wonder where his favorite beta is, and he wonders if he's ok. Anyways, time to move on with the day. 

8:45am: The day continues, and after leaving the fancy restaurant by releasing a thick protein fart, he leaves to go to the on-campus gym. He pumps iron, feels his golden blood rush and scatter across his muscles, and feels his fibers flex and tense. Lifting weights and boosting his strength has always made him feel superior. He chuckles to himself, smirking arrogantly, and yet it falters. Where the heck is his beta-bro? Usually he will be seen by now, or at least have sent a text! Hmm, Hercules might have to punish his beta-bro for ignoring him… hope he's ok.

11:30am: After finishing his morning workout, not showering, changing into different clothes and heading off to lunch, Hercules' day continues, except he genuinely starts to worry about his beta-bro. His beta bro wasn’t even there to watch him change out of his sweaty outfit and eye bang him! Hercules would usually respond to the denial of attention with hostility, and yet, concern replaces that anger. Concern about the wheel being of his beta-bro. Anyways, Hercules changes into a proper outfit and once again goes to another fancy restaurant just to eat lunch, gotta fill up on that protein! If only his beta-bro was around to be his favorite gas bag, and yet still no messages. Hercules tries to convince himself that its not THAT big of a deal… hopefully. He leaves the lunch restaurant and leaves a “tip” by letting the staff clean up the remains of his golden sweat off of the seat. 

12:15 Once arriving back to campus, taking a quick shower to just freshen up his hair, and changing outfits, Hercules heads off to the campus gym again. He heads into the locker room, and chugs a protein shake. He looks around at the much smaller and definitely less alpha males around the locker-room and even the open door to the gym floor. Unfortunately, he can’t smile, for the multiple text messages and calls he sent to his roommate were left unanswered. He tries not to show it, but he is worried as fuck! He continues to chug the shake, feeling his bowels itch. He puts down the protein shake, sticks his hands down his pants to itch his heavy balls, and then releases a protein fart, clouding up and gassing up the already smelly locker-room.

Anyways, Hercules heads out, not even bothering to laugh at his own fart out of concern. Maybe working out will distract him…

Roman:

6:00am:

Roman awakens with a sigh, his tiredness and exhaustion apparent on his face, and yet he tries to keep his smile upon his face. He does his own morning routine of cleaning up after Hercules, taking care of himself, cleaning himself in the shower, etc. Thankfully, he has finished all of this before 7, so it means he can quickly scurry out of the room before he has to deal with his new Roomie. Sorry Hercules, but today isn’t the day. 

7:00am:

Roman enters the lunchroom with a sigh and serves himself the same daily campus food. Since he can’t afford to eat at the good places on campus, let alone eat out, he eats at the “poor” person cafe on campus. He sighs, his mood souring as he starts to eat his food, melancholic and tired. By the time he has finished his meal, he is still hungry, but he can’t afford to get more food. 

7:30am-11:30am. For the next 4 hours, Roman has been attending his classes necessarily for getting his year done at campus. Unfortunately, these nerdy classes still haven't brought him the joy he was expecting, for instead they have only added to his stress. He tries to keep his head high, and yet the stress keeps building up. He sighs at his last class, and decides to do something he never thought he would expect. Maybe he should do what his alpha roommate does and attend the gym, for that may release some stress? He needs to see if he has any workout clothes…

12:00pm Roman enters the locker room and immediately smells the faint remains of a really stinky and musky fart, jesus, jocks these days… anyways, he heads into the locker room and heads to a private section of it to change into his gym wear, and once he does, he begins to feel a little bit better…. Maybe working out will help him with his stress!

12:15pm Roman enters the locker room and immediately smells the faint remains of a really stinky and musky fart, jesus, jocks these days… anyways, he heads into the locker room and heads to a private section of it to change into his gym wear, and once he does, he begins to feel a little bit better…. Maybe working out will help him with his stress!

Roman heads out and starts working out, struggling a bit since he hasn't “worked out” in a long time. As he is struggling to start, a quite handsome and attractive male approaches him and starts to give him advice and give him subtle compliments. Roman begins to feel even better, for it is rare that another male even talks to him with positive intentions… Maybe the gym will be a good place? Roman keeps talking to the gym…. Unknowingly striking the match to an inferno.

Simultaneously

Hercules: Hercules is busy working out, his head racing with thoughts of his beta-bro and if hes ok or not. He is honestly considering combining the campus to find what belongs to him and to punish his beta-bro for not answering him. Fuck, hes getting obsessed with his beta-bro, it is as if his very scent haunts him and teases him about how what BELONGS to him is always out of reach and it pisses him the fuck off… wait a minute, he CAN smell Roman! Roman never comes to the gym… unless…  Hercules wings sprout in shock upon seeing Roman

As if being on autopilot, he beelines straight towards Roman, wanting to wring him out for ignoring him and to also take him the fuck out of the gym, for not only does he NOT belong there, but he doesn’t like the idea of inferior males feasting upon HIS beta-bitch. As he is marching towards Roman, rage and possessiveness swimming in his orbs, he sees something that sends his very soul ablaze… an INFERIOR male is speaking to what BELONGS TO HIM Hercules loses himself to the raging possessiveness, his wings growing to maximum size… All hell is going to break loose. 

Roman: The air grows heavy and hostile, so thick and tense that he even finds it hard to breathe. He gulps, and the guy talking to him is quick to walk away, as if he senses that the air is off too. What the frick happened? Did he say something? Roman thinks to myself for a couple seconds, standing still, before sighing, defeated. He shook his head and lowered it before turning around, only to have his head forcefully and aggressively gripped by an almost bone shattering grip of someone. Roman yelps and is forced to look up, only to see a hellfire and brimstone raging within the eyes of none other than Hercules…. “Who. the. fuck. was. that?”

(( @scott-golden9 Dang, possessive much?

[hcaeh]

mew ^3^

chap.vii | seventeen. [ wc 1.2k ]

cws for this chapter : a bit of angst , thats it ^_^

it’s 12:00, you’re in the car with mark driving to kittymew to start your first day. “yn, don’t be too nervous, ok?” he says, looking over to you with a soft look. you look back at him, eyes meeting each other you smile slightly. “i know, i’m not nervous i’m just..” you pause, not knowing how to phrase how you’re feeling. you know you’re nervous, but you’d rather not admit to that. “it’s okay yn, just take it one day at a time. i think it’d be good for you to do something and get your life together.” he’s right. your life has been downhill ever since your last relationship. its weird to you how you feel this way about jaemin seeing as you haven’t even spoken to a man in a romantic way in 4 years.

the rest of the ride is silent, mark knew your situation more than anyone. he was your best friend, you trusted him with everything and anything. he shot glances over at you to make sure you were holding up fine. in what seems like no time you arrive to your new work place. you take a deep breath in, trying to keep yourself together. mark grabs your hand, rubbing it was his thumb. “you’ll be fine. call me or anyone if you need anything.” he says reassuring you. you smile and him and squeeze his hand back before opening the car door and getting out.

you wave goodbye to him walking dreadfully slowly to behind the cafe where the staff entrance was. you placed your hand on the doorknob, holding it there. why were you regretting this so much? you stood there, hand on the knob wondering if you should open it or just run to catch up to marks car. when you were about to decide a voice came up behind you, “what’re you doing?” the voice said. you jumped slightly and turned to see jeno. “oh, um..nothing. i was just about to go in.” a playful smile forms on his face, “seems like you were just standing there.” you roll your eyes in response to his teasing.

“well, maybe..that doesn’t matter. let’s just go in.” he nods and follows behind you as you open the door and enter. chenle hears the door and turns around, he’s already in his uniform and apron on. “oh thank god, i thought you two weren’t showing up.” he said with a sense of relief in his voice. you shook your head, “nono, my ride was just running late.” jeno nods, “mine too.” chenle glances at jeno with a confused look, jeno just smiles. “well you’re here so, go get ready and come to the front. our first visit is at 12:40.” you both nod and go back to the locker room where your aprons and name tags were.

you grabbed your things and followed behind jeno to get everything put on. you noticed him looking at you from time to time, “what?” you ask finally having enough of his staring. “do i have something on my face?” you say rubbing your cheek. he raises his eyebrow, “what? no.” you smile teasingly, “then why are you looking at me?” you respond tying your apron around your waist. he scoffs and shakes his head, “not staring, just..” he pauses and tries to find a word. before he can you cut him off, “by the way, do you happen to know chenle?” jeno tilts his head in confusion.

“obviously?..i know him just like you do.” he says, “or do you know him better than that?” you ask. he just stares at you with a puzzled look, “forget it. ignore the question, let’s just get going and get today over with.” he nods, following you out of the locker room and back to the front. chenle greets the two of you and lays out the plan for today. you were on counter duty, basically checking people in. it wasn’t too hard, you hope. the first reservation wasn’t for another ten minutes so you make short conversation with jeno and chenle until then. you hear the door chime ring and turn to greet the people who walked in.

your face turns white, you feel like you’ve been hit with the cold. you feel freezing, scared, and in disbelief. “yn? no way!” the man exclaims as he locks eyes with you. out of all the people in the world, yuta nakamoto and his new girlfriend. you can’t even respond, your whole body feels like it’s going numb. all of the past memories, hardships, everything floods back to you. your thoughts run wild, he can take his new girlfriend to a cat cafe (that you just happen to work at) but could never take you when you were together? chenle noticed you not speaking, and your pale tone. “yn? are you ok?” he asks, tapping you, then looking at yuta and the girl who were standing in front of the counter. “do you know him?”

you look towards chenle, to yuta, to the girl, then to the door, then back to the ground. what do you even do in this situation? “oh yeah! me and yn go way back, it’s great to see her again.” yuta says, a snarky tone to his voice. he knew just how to get under your skin. jeno noticed what was happening at the front and immediately read your body language. the feeling of being uncomfortable instantly radiated to him. he quickly walks behind the counter and grabs your arm. jeno whispers something into chenle’s ear that you couldn’t quite catch as your ears were ringing with yuta’s voice lingering. jeno then leads you towards the back, leaving chenle, yuta and the girl there. you can’t help but feel bad that on your first day you were already causing problems. but was this really your fault?

jeno sits you down and rubs your arms kneeling in front of you, “hey, what’s going on? who’s that guy?” you look down at him, you don’t want to show your weakness to a guy you don’t even know. “he’s my ex. i’m really sorry i froze out there, i don’t mean to cause trouble.” you say, slightly embarrassed from this entire situation. “don’t worry about it, i know what it’s like to see an ex lover suddenly.” he says, standing up and then sitting next to you. “i already gave chenle a heads up that you’d be here for a while. if you need to leave because you feel uncomfortable, i can text jaemin and have him pick you up.” your heart sinks again, jaemin? why him? it didn’t sink in a bad way but, you felt odd. you’ve just seen your ex, there’s no way you could be even able to see the guy you’re eyeing. “it’s okay, i’ll have my friend pick me up. he’s near town anyways, thank you though.” jeno nods and helps you gather your things and walks you out to the side. “if you need to talk, you have my number. good luck today.” he says before leaving back inside.

you stand there, phone in hand, trembling while texting mark to pick you up. how could you have possibly fucked up THIS bad on your first day.

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[unknowntoyou2205]

Scared for my life 1/2

Info: With a rocky relationship with one brother and living with another, y/n Halstead always thought her life would be safe and secure. But thoughts never turn out to be true when you become involved in your brothers case.

Masterlist

17 year old Y/n Halstead, was the younger and only sister of Will and Jay and lived with Jay. She never lived with her father after her mom died as he turned to alcohol and her brothers thought it would of been best if she lived with one of them. With Jay being in the army Will took on the responsibility, but he was never really present in her life. Most nights he would leave her with a babysitter and leave for parties and come home late with girls. When Jay returned from the army and heard about Wills antics, he applied for guardianship of his sister and took her back to Chicago, not speaking to Will for months after. Will and y/n's relationship had been rocky since than, but she still came to visit him during his lunch breaks so he could be in her life, though most of the time she spent her time talking to Maggie or April about nursing, wanting to take that career path herself.

Y/n had always been aware of Jays career choice as a detective after leaving the Army, but she was never told the real dangers of being a detective till she was 12. She hated the way her brother was so willing to throw himself into danger, but to her being a detective in Chicago was a hell lot better than being a part of the army. She had always felt guilty after Jay took her in, believing that it was her fault he left the army even though he constantly told her it wasn't her fault. Jay had always been open to his sister about his PTSD, and made sure she knew what to do in case of an emergency, but she never had to worry after her brother had began dating Hailey.

Hailey, and intelligence, watched out for her as if she was their sister. Y/n always had someone there for her if she needed any help, and they all made sure she never came too close to a case, but no one ever expected her to become involved in a case.

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Y/n yawned as she walked into the hospital, turning around to wave at Jay and Hailey who pulled off after she got into the building. She sighed and headed into the emergency area, looking around awkwardly as she did so. Will smiled at her as she walked in and y/n nodded in acknowledgement before smiling at April who passed by, squeezing the younger girls shoulder as they crossed paths. Will rubbed his younger sisters back as she reached him and they both made their way towards the staff room, the older of the sibling duo opening the door. Y/n walked in first, opting to lie on the couch. Will chuckled slightly before heading towards his locker to grab his lunch, handing a smaller lunch box to y/n before sitting down on the table. Y/n smiles in thanks as she accepted the lunch box, opening it to see her favourite fruit and bar along with a cheese and coleslaw sandwich.

"So, what have you been doing with yourself." Will asked, knowing y/n had finished school and was now on summer break. "Nothing much. Was looking at colleges for next year. Need observation period in a hospital setting. It's not compulsory but would benefit my application to put on experience." Y/n stated, taking a bite from her sandwich. "Well I'm sure Maggie or April will let you watch them for a few days. Of course we'd have to go by Ms. Goodwin." Will smiled ,liking the idea of y/n being around more. "Do you reckon?" /n asked, smiling at the idea. "Yeah. I'll talk to them and Ms. Goodwin see what I can do." "Thanks Will." Y/ns smile widened, throwing her arms around Will in a hug, something the red haired rarely got from her. "Your welcome. And if you like you could stay with me when your in same days as me." Will smiled, accepting the hug. "Yeah Maybe." Y/n stated, smile fading slightly as she sat back down.

The two sat in silence and Will sighed, knowing y/n was still unsure of staying in his apartment. They had tried many times but it always ended in Jay being called to pick her back up. He knew y/n remembered how he often left her with someone else so he could go out most nights. He remembered Jay arriving with the guardianship forms, and him begging Jay not to take her out of his life. It took awhile for the brothers to be on speaking terms again, and the only contact Will had with his sister was pictures Jay sent.

When Will came back to Chicago there was mixed reactions. Jay still held a grudge against Will fro his antics back in New York, and y/n refused to be alone with him for weeks. It took awhile for Will to earn y/n's trust again, and he was still working on it. Will missed the relationship he used to have with his sister, and he craved for the relationship y/n had with Jay. So Will thought maybe working in the same building all day would help build that relationship back up.

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Jay sat at the desk finishing up some paperwork from a case, but his attention was drawn to Voight as the one in charge walked out of his office into the center of the room. Everyone looked up, thinking it was a case, but that thought was quickly left when they could see the look of worry in their bosses eyes. Jay frowned in confusion as Voight looks straight at him, and he turns to look at Hailey before Voight cleared his throat.

"Alright everyone, got word from the commissioner, Jackson's out." The room went quiet as Voight kept his vision on Jay to see his reaction. "I thought he was in for life." Adam stated, confused on the news. "Good behavior." Voight shrugged, not liking the situation.

Jay and Jackson had a past. Jay had been the one to arrest Jackson after chasing him for months after the latter being wanted for molesting women and kidnapping. After nearly arresting the guy the first time, Jay had become a pawn in Jacksons game. Jackson had found out about Jays sister and decided to follow her around, and that was how Jay caught him, near y/n's school when she was just 8. Jay remembered feeling sick when Jackson spoke about his sister, and it took both Adam and Kevin to hold him back from punching the guy during interrogation, all the while the culprit having a smirk on his face.

When Jackson got convicted for 12 years, Jay was there watching for the outcome. And when he was been taken away the prisoner looked at his catcher and swore to him that when he got out he would get him back with someone special, one who Jay knew would most likely be y/n.

"Good behavior, he traumatized his victims, he stalked my sister." Jay spoke quickly, and Hailey moved to comfort her husband. "Jay calm down." Hailey said, seeing her husbands anger clear as day. "No, no, he told me the day he went down he would get me back. He deserves to rot in that cell." Jay spoke angrily, pointing in front of him in anger. "I'm sure he wouldn't remember that encounter." Kim stated, trying to diffuse the situation at hand. "Call y/n and put your mind at ease." Hailey stated, seeing Jays tense figure. "Yeah sure." Jay sighed before leaving to the locker room.

"No one tell Jay." Voight said, leaning his hands on a table in front of him. "Tell Jay what?" Kevin asked. "Commissioner told me Jacksons out, but he also told me that Jay could be on his radar. There has been word in the prison but until confirmed don't say anything." Voight stated, watching his team nod in agreement. "This isn't good." Hailey muttered before Jay came back into the room.

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Y/n was currently leaving the hospital. Will watched from the door as his sister walked down to the bus stop that was close by. Will liked to watch and make sure y/n got on the bus safely before returning to his shift. The bus y/n got on stopped just outside Jays apartment building and then she only had to walk across the road and up the stairs. Y/n looked down at her hone as she heard it ring.

"Hey Jay, what's up." y/n smiled, answering her brothers call. "Hey, just checking in on you, seeing where you are, what your doing?" Jay smiled, happy to hear y/n's voice. " Just leaving the hospital now, waiting on the bus." Y/n replied, looking at her watch as she stopped at the bus stop. "Is Will with you?" "I'm more than capable to wait on a bus myself. But I'd say he, yes he is, watching me from the hospital doors." Y/n turned to look back at the hospital to see Will leaning against the wall talking to Ethan, his eyes falling towards y/n occasionally. "Is anyone around?" Jay asked, concerned that Jackson may be around. "No not really, I'm the only one waiting on the bus, which is coming right now. I'm gonna go, talk later." Y/n spoke, seeing the bus and standing up. "Text me when home okay." Jay asked. "I always do." Y/n smiled teasingly before hanging up.

Y/n stepped onto the bus and smiled at the bus driver as she paid the fare before moving to the back of the bus. Few people were riding the bus so there were many seats left, so y/n opted to sit on the second last seat, in front of a man who nods at her in acknowledgement. Sighing, y/n placed her headphones on before leaning on the window, looking outside. With her headphones on she doesn't hear anything, and she doesn't see the man behind her getting up when it comes near her stop. It wasn't until she moved to stand up only to be pushed down as the man sat beside her that she realized him.

"Excuse me." "Y/n Halstead." The man stated. "I'm sorry, can I get passed you please." y/n asked, fear present in her voice. "Stay there and don't make a scene. I told your brother I 'd get back at him and your the way to do it." The man spoke as he wrapped his arms around her tightly.

The unknown man looked at y/n and her blood ran cold, afraid of what was going to happen next.

[lunathegalacticwolf]

Here's the school rules in my Baldi AU.

Warning: Unsettling stuff, a lot of words

1. Always knock 3 times before entering Baldi's office. If someone knocks back, it's not Baldi, it's the kidnapper.

2. If the kidnapper is in Baldi's office, don't enter the office. This was the mistake the principal made and we still haven't found his eyes.

3. If Chalkles is on a chalkboard, but his face is turned upside down, tell the principal and he'll burn the chalkboard. It's not really Chalkles, it's a trap.

4. If you enter a classroom and any furniture was turned upside down, grab the notebook and never enter that room again.

5. ALWAYS get the map from Johnny's store. If you can't afford it, stay near Baldi. If you have the map and you find a room that's not on the map, NEVER enter the room.

6. If you hear Dr. Reflex crying in a room, knock on the door 3 times. If you hear a voice tell you to come in, do not enter. Only enter if the sobs continue with no verbal response.

7. Never, EVER look at the ceiling. The ceiling might look back at you.

9. Sometimes Johnny will be missing. If you go to Johnny's shop and he isn't there, leave the shop immediately. It is a trap.

8. If Mrs. Pomp tells you to come to her class, only go if she gives a specific time limit. If she doesn't give a specific time limit, it's a trap created by the kidnapper.

10. Mrs. Pomp always makes stomping noises when she's in her classroom. If it seems eerily quiet, do not enter the classroom.

11. If you need to go to the bathroom, ask Baldi, Mrs. Pomp, Gotta Sweep, Principal, or Dr. Reflex to take you there. If they take you to one that's far away from Baldi's office, run away and hide in a locker until the voices stop.

12: If the lights within the school seem to be flickering rapidly, stay as close as possible to Baldi until the lights stop flickering.

13. If you see a pitchfork in the wall or in the ground, pull out your walkie talkie and call Baldi, Dr. Reflex, or the principal immediately. Something is trying to cull you into a trap... and it's NOT the kidnapper. What is this creature? Well... that's for rule 14.

14. If you hear anyone's voice in the shadows, DO NOT go there. That is a creature of nightmares; the CopyCat. It's a trap to lure in its deadly clutches and it can use anyone's voice... including your own voice...

15. If you hear breathing inside of a classroom, but no one is in there, leave the room immediately. Do not return unless Dr. Reflex is with you.

16. If you see a locker that is open for no good reason, calmly close it and leave the hallway immediately. Do not return to that hallway unless a staff member is with you and no matter how much you want to, NEVER look inside of it.

17. If Baldi tells you to go to the library, ask him to go with you. If he accepts, go to the library. However, if he declines, do NOT under any circumstances go to the library.

18. If you're sick and need medicine, ask Dr. Reflex to get it for you. If he gives it to you right then and there, do NOT accept it. It is the kidnapper trying to trick you. Only accept the medicine if he takes you to the infirmary first.

19. If the chalkboard Chalkles is on is sideways, calmly flip his chalkboard back to normal. If he comes off the chalkboard and starts pressing his face against you and giggling, let him do it. However, if he comes off and stares at you without moving, leave the classroom immediately. This is a trap set by the kidnapper.

20. Be mindful of trapped elevators. Always look down before entering an elevator. If you see a tripwire, do not enter that elevator and find another one.

21. If you enter a room and it begins to glitch or distort, do not panic. Grab the notebook, calmly leave, and find Baldi immediately. Null is trying to warn you about something non-verbally and you can't answer his warning directly.

22: If you hear the words "150 Points." coming from deep within the school halls, calmly ask Baldi to confirm the number of points you have. If he says you do NOT have 150 points or if he cannot be found, go hide in a locker ASAP.

23. Sometimes a classroom will be locked. Do not try to pick the lock under any circumstances. Dr. Reflex has the only key to the classroom.

24. In the event of a power outage, use your walkie talkie to contact Baldi for help. If you hear Baldi's voice, make your way safely to his office. If you hear Principal of the Thing's voice, do NOT go there. It is the CopyCat mimicking his voice.

25. If you hear a calm voice that's not anyone you recognize, don't panic and follow its instructions. While this entity doesn't really exist, it is trying to help you.

26. If you walk down a hallway and it never seems to end, do not turn back or continue walking. Calmly pull out your walkie talkie and call one of the staff members.

27. If you go to the bathroom, do NOT look in the mirror. It will not be your reflection staring back at you.

28. If a staff member's voice sounds unusually forced or strained, tell another staff member immediately. It is not who it seems to be...

29. If a chalkboard says that Baldi is gone, call Baldi immediately. If he tells you he's okay, leave the classroom immediately and never return to it. If there's no answer, run and find the principal. You can find Baldi together.

30. Do not under any circumstances try to enter the principal's office. There's a reason you always went to Baldi's office instead...

31. You may come across a computer room. Do NOT mess with the computers under any circumstances.

32. If Mrs. Pomp is being eerily quiet and following you, run away and find the principal. That is not who it seems...

33. If you find a notebook with your name written in it, do NOT turn the page. Find Gotta Sweep and he'll dispose of it.

34. If the phone in Baldi's office rings, do NOT answer the phone. Ask Baldi to do it instead. If he doesn't answer it and he seems eerily worried, then stay near him. It means something is out there...

35. Never help anyone that looks exactly like you, no matter how much they plead. It's always a trap.

36. Never answer a voice whispering "Wanna play?" It's not Playtime, she only talks at a normal volume. If you hear the whispers, ignore them and act as if you don't hear them.

37. If you see what looks like one of the staff members in a random hallway, but they are not moving, do NOT approach them. Hide in a locker until you see them leave the hallway.

38. If the lights turn off while you're in the bathroom, call Baldi immediately and stay in the bathroom until he arrives to get you.

39. If a bell rings seemingly with no source, stay near Baldi until the ringing stops.

40. If you hear footsteps behind you, don't turn around or run. Calmly keep walking and ignore it. If you find a staff member, stay close to them until the footsteps stop.

41. If you hear a door slowly creak open while you're in a bathroom stall, do not look under the door and stay quiet. Stay right where you are until a staff member comes to check on you. Don't get impatient and don't take an unnecessary risk.

42. If you hear an eerily cheerful voice calling your name over the intercom, do not respond to it no matter how innocent it sounds.

43. If you hear Dr. Reflex singing to himself, remain calm and listen closely to his words. If he says "look behind you" or anything similar, do NOT look behind you and leave the hallway immediately. It isn't who it seems...

44. If an unexplainable black puddle underneath a locker, do NOT go near that locker and stay close to Baldi until Gotta Sweep is able to clean it.

45. The vending machine will restock itself. We don't know why.

46: If your vision starts to distort or change rapidly, calmly tell Dr. Reflex. If he is unable to explain why you're like that, stay near him and stay calm. Do NOT panic. That's what the CopyCat wants...

47. If a staff member appears to be talking to nobody, do not approach them and do not listen to the "conversation."

48. If you see a dark figure staring at you from a classroom window, do not look at the figure. Proceed to hide somewhere.

49. If a staff member's face disappears or melts, stay away from them, but keep them in your line of sight. Go find Baldi as fast as possible, but keep watching the said faceless staff member.

50. If you see a strange skeletal-like hand, stay away from it. It is an extremely dangerous creature feared by everyone, including the kidnapper and even... the CopyCat.

51. If you see a red and white doll with button eyes in a room, no matter how much you want to, NEVER approach her. She will get angry.

52. You may get a sense of deja vu or a feeling that you've been in this school before. That could be because you have...

53. If you see a mirror in a classroom, look at it and count how many reflections there are. If you remember entering the room alone, the answer should be only one... Leave the room immediately if that isn't the case.

54. If you see a room with boarded windows, do NOT enter that room alone. It targets its victims only if they're alone...

55. Sometimes, a classroom will suddenly lose power, becoming pitch black. Do not enter this classroom.

56. If you hear a faint, yet echoing sound of someone laughing, do not respond to it. It's not a staff member.

57. If you are alone and encounter the CopyCat, stay calm and find Principal Of The Thing.

58. If you hear a faint sound of a toy duck quacking, go back the way you came.

59. If you hear random voices mumbling at different frequencies, try to cover your ears and find Baldi.

60. If a beaker of a green substance starts to bubble in the science room, leave the room immediately and tell Dr. Reflex.

61. If you hear a strange banging sound coming from a locker, do NOT investigate the locker to see what the cause of this sound is.

62. If you suddenly feel a sense of dizziness or lightheadedness, rest your head on a wall and calm down until your head feels normal again. If the dizziness persists, seek help from one of the staff members.

63. If you see a child's drawing of a clown on the wall, back away slowly and find the nearest classroom.

64. If you walk into Johnny's store, but his skin is nearly pitch white, leave the store immediately. That is a trap.

65. If you walk into a classroom and there is a candle that's been lit, leave the room and never go back.

66. If you see an entity that you think might be the CopyCat, but you see a skeletal hand on the ground, it is... the Corrupted Entity. The CopyCat never gets down on all fours other than to study his prey or to rest...

67. If the principal speaks to you, but his dialogue is backwards, run, hide, and quietly call any of the staff members. That is NOT who it seems to be. That is Johnston (aka the Corrupted Entity).

68. If you hear a piano playing from far away, do not search the halls for its exact source of origin. Stay in a classroom, lock the door and keep your ears covered.

69. If you see a clock suddenly stop ticking, leave the room immediately and find Baldi.

70. If you hear a sudden high-pitched ring in your ear, do not panic and cover your ears. It will subside after awhile.

71. If you spot a small, white shape moving fast in a classroom, do not look at it. It's not Skribblez or Squiglez, it's a trap.

72. If you see footsteps that lead to a dark hallway, but have no footprints leading out, do not follow the footsteps.

73. If you enter the library and everything is silent except for a cold breeze, leave and find Baldi.

74. If you start to feel something breathing on your neck at random times, find Baldi.

75. If you see a classroom with a blackboard that has a phrase on it that constantly replays, don't go into that classroom ever again.

76. If you're in a classroom and you hear knocking on the door, do not answer the door. Keep yourself hidden under a desk in the back of the room. None of the staff members knock, so it's not them...

77. If you hear a faint sound of a child saying "Mama" from the girls' bathroom, stay away from that bathroom at all costs.

78. If you hear a student mumbling to themselves in a classroom when there are no other students in the classroom, do not investigate. That is Johnston.

79. If you see a classroom with a single black desk in the middle of the room, leave the room immediately and don't return ever again.

80. If the entire school suddenly feels extremely cold, but the heater is still on, stay calm and find Gotta Sweep. He'll deal with it.

81. If you hear a high-pitched screech out in the halls, run back to a classroom and cover your ears.

82. If you see a student running around all by themselves, do not try to interact with them. It's likely one of the ghosts of the school, and it's best to leave them be.

83. If you see a student walking into a classroom that you do not recognize, do not follow the student into the classroom. Avoid that classroom entirely.

84. If you see blood on the floor, avoid going into that hallway. It's another trap.

85. If you hear whispering coming from the other side of a door, do not open the door or listen in on what the voices are saying.

86. you hear multiple desks scraping against the floor at the same time, find somewhere to hide and try to stay as quiet as you can.

87. If you hear a distant phone ringing within the halls, do not search for the source of the ringing.

88. If you see a chair suddenly tipping over in the distance, stay still and see if anything else happens, and keep an eye on the chair.

89. If you hear multiple voices whispering "I know what you did," find somewhere to hide, and stay hidden until the voices stop.

90. If you walk into a dark hallway and see a bright light at the end of it, do not approach the light.

91. If you see multiple chairs and desks floating in the air in a classroom, go to the previous classroom immediately and close the door behind you. Do not investigate the source.

92. If you see a shadow of a child suddenly running away behind you, avoid looking behind to see who it is.

93. If you hear a child laughing coming from an open door, don't look into the room. Ignore the laughter and keep moving.

94. If you see a painting on a wall of a child smiling, don't look at it for too long.

95. If you see a classroom that has glowing red eyes in the dark, avoid that classroom at all costs, and do not go near it.

96. If you hear whispering that gets louder and closer to you, hide in a classroom until the whispering is no longer heard.

97. If you see a door with a bloody handprint on the handle, do not open the door and stay as far away from it as you can.

98. If you hear a sudden high-pitched laughing ringing in your ears, cover your ears and keep moving.

99. If you hear faint footsteps coming from above the ceiling, go to Baldi's classroom as fast as you can.

100. If you see a small pile of broken pencils on a floor, DO NOT touch them no matter what.

I know there's a lot, but I think it's sinister.

[rainchyna]

𓆩♡𓆪 episode seven: FIRST DEFENSE. (christmas special)

the vince part of the flyer has a messed up part but PRETEND ITS NOT THERE this is a hot mess and it’s short too lmaooo

12:00 pm, y/n’s locker room.

there is a sudden european tour, no one expected it because it literally came out of nowhere. the next european tour was supposed to be next March through to June, but here you were along with everyone else.

“why do you look so cross?” Davey asked, you huff. “seriously, you’ve been pissed this whole morning” Bret leans forward. almost all of your friends were crammed in your locker room.

The Hart Foundation, Steve, Randy, Chyna, Lita, Sherri, Hunter, and oddly Shawn was there too. he was the only one sitting in silence, Shawn hadn’t uttered a single word since he’s come here.

“dude, we’re gonna be there until January, we’re in mid July. there is so much shit I wanna to do here before going on a european tour” you complained, “nah, you’ll have fun” Steve reassured.

you groaned as you got up and stretched. you’ve all been crammed here for hours at this point just chatting and planning the things you’ll do on tour, you quickly left the room to walk around a bit.

as your hands massaged your neck you heard footsteps behind you, you look back then smile. “hey angel” Hunter said as he caught up to you, “heyyyy” you drag as you lean on his shoulder, Hunter reached his hand and patted on your hair and played with it. “you okay?” he asked, “I’m so annoyed” you whine, “I swear it’s like creative has been on drugs this whole week” and Hunter sighs.

“tell me about it” he mutters.

you squeeze him tighter and he kisses the top of your head. you and Hunter have been having a thing for while now, ever since the night after the club.

“I gotta go, Vince wants to see me” you slowly pull away from him, “but I want you to stay” Hunter pouts and you chuckle, “I do too” you smile.

the entire building smelled like peppermint and chocolate, there was christmas decorations all over the walls and for as long as the eye can see.

why?

Vince wanted to celebrate christmas early because he wanted the american crowd to experience the “wrestling spirit” before everyone leaves for europe. Vince even hired a person to dress up as Santa for tonight’s Raw.

you push the office’s door and enter, “hey” you greet and the amount of mint and vanilla scents that slaps you in the face was genuinely atrocious.

“come in y/n! does it smell like christmas here?” Vince enthusiastically asks. your eyes sting a bit as you sit on the chair opposite his, “it reeks of it” you answer rubbing your nose.

“do you want a-”

“if you offer me another peppermint mocha, we will fight” you point, Vince laughs.

“so tonight, you, Lita and Chyna will be having the triple threat match” Vince began.

…right.

you three still have not planned out your match, not one bit.

“we’re gonna put your title on the line, but there’s gonna be interference from Santa” he explained. “Santa??” you ask eyes narrowing, “yeah, yeah, but not the disqualification extent, just finish up the match and then let it snow on him” he said and you roll your eyes.

“you’re really feeling the non existent spirit, huh?” you laugh.

“fake it till you make it”

3:54 pm, catering.

it was about time your gear was ready.

not necessarily ready, but more put together. you had individual items but it took a while to coordinate them.

a basic white tank top and an army green pair of cargo shorts, you wore a chest harness and a thigh harness and topped off with fingerless leather gloves. you styled some combat boots that stopped a inch below your knees and the necklace that Hunter gave you.

definitely not ground breaking, but it differentiated you from the girls.

you were sat with Chyna, Hunter and Shawn, who was still eerily quite. way more quite than usual, it was creeping you out a bit. Hunter was playing with your hand and Chyna was having lunch. apart from the staff walking in and by, the place was mostly empty. you and Chyna were talking about some things you wanted to do for you match later and Hunter was pitching ideas, yet you could feel Shawn burning glare on the side of your face. he was actually freaking you out today.

“what do you think, Michaels?” Chyna asked, only then did his eyes shift away from you. “hm?” Shawn hummed, then Chyna repeated what Hunter said.

yeah, no. he’s genuinely scaring you.

“don’t worry about it” you get up, “just meet me and Lita at the rehearsals hall after you eat” you pat on Chyna’s shoulder.

“Shawn, come out I wanna talk to you” you said.

you lean against the wall with a frown, “what?” he asks standing besides you. “are you okay?” you ask and he shrugs. “what do you mean?” he asks, “seriously” you say, “it’s almost four pm and we haven’t argued at all today” you reason.

Shawn shrugs again.

“didn’t wanna” he mutters swinging his leg, “hey” you say holding his face forcing him to face you, “not that I care but like .. you’re kinda freaking me out, are you actually okay? like really?” you ask again.

Shawn opens his mouth to say something but immediately closes it and huffs, “I’m fine.”

you didn’t want to be that person so you let it go, your eyes follow him back to the cafeteria then stare at the ground.

something was definitely wrong.

<<5:32 pm>>

“are you sure he’s okay?” you ask.

you, Chyna and Lita were laid out on the mat. staff were making preparations for the show to begin and you three were just finished working out your match, not even working it out just verbally placing spots and moves that sounded cool together.

“yeah, as far as I’m concerned. he hasn’t really told me anything” Chyna said, you hum. you think about it again then realize, you don’t have time for a grown man who’s refusing to be a big boy and talk about his feelings, because if he wanted to, he would.

“lemme tell y’all” Lita starts and you and Chyna instantly sit up, “what did you hear this time?” Chyna laughs.

“apparently, allegedly, Shawn has been rejecting Sunny recently and rejecting her a lot, I saw her leaving his locker room crying yesterday, and guess what, Owen heard him telling her that “she’s only temporary” because he likes someone else” she said and you gasp, “ha!” Chyna half laughs, “I been telling her, Shawn doesn’t actually like her and is only using but she never listened” Chyna said.

“wait, is that why she’s been acting snobby to me?” you ask, “what do you mean?” Lita asked.

“oh my god, okay, remember the house show in Minnesota? she was walking around backstage and I passed by her and out of being nice I stopped and said hi to her and asked about her day, y’know?” both girls nod.

“I swear to you she ignored the fuck outta me, and at first I thought she didn’t hear me but she did! then me and Shawn had an argument in the dressing room, because when don’t we ever and she was there tryna be all sweet and there for me, talking about some “get away from her!” and “leave her alone, Shawn look at me”, ugh it was ghetto” you explain.

“and then-”

“there’s more!?” Chyna asks.

“you just wait” you say, “the Raw in Michigan, when me and Shawn were actually talking like normal beings, that one, after he left, she came up to me and was like “if I see you around him again, I’ll beat you up” you almost giggle at the last part.

“girl” Lita says with wide eyes as Chyna bursts into laughter, then Chyna literally falls onto her back as tears stream down her face.

“something- something about Sunny trying to beat you up is so funny t-to me” Chyna says between gasps.

“don’t even” your head falls to your palms.

10:38 pm, Raw <Live>

today went by so much faster than you thought it would, mostly because you were excited for tonight Raw. not because you’re working with your friends and certainly not because you have a Santa flavoured interference, but because you were in the main event.

you were making history.

first time ever for a woman, and three no less, to main event Raw, with a match that put a title on the line? on a July christmas too? insane. but Vince being Vince obviously wanted some bullshit to go down.

Lita was out in a thunderstorm of boos doing her “I don’t think y/n deserves the championship because i’m on the Untertaker’s team” shtick.

the crowd was heavily booing her and she called them “a field of cows” which made them boo even louder.

but the hate train stopped the moment your music began, their saviour is here.

chants of “SAVE US Y/N!” drowned everything including your theme. you stood right in front of Lita holding your title up high as your noses almost touched. you pushed her away from you before a referee quickly separated you two.

you’re handed a microphone, “I didn’t come by myself” you began, “I brought one of my favorite superstars” you smile.

as soon as Chyna’s theme played the crowd went ballistic.

everyone knew Lita was fucked. triple threat be damned, this was your first title defense, you were obviously going to retain it.

“that’s unfair! you’re two and I’m one!” Lita panicked, “and what about it?” Chyna ask making the crowd cheer. “sweetheart, don’t worry about this being and two on one, yeah you’re gonna get beat up, but it’s a triple threat, it is fair” you say.

you hand the referee your belt and the bell is quickly rung.

it was almost like you and Chyna were a tag team, taking turns at beating the hell out of Lita. the crowd knew it was unfair, but fuck it, if this isn’t the longest they’ve been invested in something. Chyna was powerbombing Lita back to back, several at a time, so many the crowd began counting.

this was an elongated squash match, not until the fat man with presents arrived and pulled on your leg trying to get you out of the ring and the boos began again. one punch and he was on the floor, you quickly slid back in the ring and went to continue battering Lita only for Santa to pull Lita out of the match.

you and Chyna looked at each other confused, Jim Ross and JR looked at each other confused, and the crowd looked at each other confused.

Santa is trying to sabotage the match.

you lock on the sharpshooter on Lita and she almost immediately taps out making the crowd cheer. then you and Chyna turned towards Santa and the crowd popped, they knew what was coming. you both quickly chased him backstage where you ended up in the cafeteria.

then the mess began from there.

Chyna picked up a chair and slammed it on his back, you grabbed a tray that had cookies on it and threw it on his head while Chyna dumped a jug of milk on him. “do you fucking like cookies and milk, you fat fuck?” you scream at him before throwing a pie in his face, “because I sure do!”, another pie to his face.

you pick him up and put him through a random table, Chyna grabs a huge gingerbread house and break it over his head. Santa began desperately trying to run away but Chyna held him still while you stuffed his mouth with marshmallows and pour a cup of hot chocolate over his face, “are you feeling the spirit?! can you feel the fucking spirit?!” you scream at him again.

there was a conveniently placed sack of coal, Chyna grabbed it and smacked him across the chest. you grabbed a bunch of his hair as she continued beating, “bad kids get coal, bad Santas get beat with it. what if we light you on fire, Mr. Claus? huh?” you ask and he cries and pleads “no.”

“Maybe next christmas” Chyna says with one last hit. Santa is barely on his feet when you hit him with a hurricanrana, which he hilariously, perfectly sells.

“merry christmas you bastard”

[queenofapeacefuldawn]

Will Solace was no stranger to weird things the people had done.

As a teenager, he had been the head medic for Camp Half-Blood, where demigods attracted danger like a flame attracted moths, or like candy attracted a crowd of small children.

But seeing an eighteen-year-old boy talk to a snake like it was an acquaintance made him concerned.

The boy in question had dark hair, a messenger bag slung on his shoulder, a birthmark around his eyes, and, yes, a snake on his wrist. The boy looked familiar, and although Will was racking his head, he couldn't remember where he had seen him.

"Well, my dad's doing okay, he has a new treaty in mind—" the boy said, as one word echoed in Will's head: Treaty? Is his father the leader of a nation or something?

The boy continued, now he was asking the snake about how his wife was doing, as Will's concern mounted, and he began to wonder if the kid had left the psychiatry ward.

Just as Will was wondering how to initiate conversation, the kid was waving goodbye to the snake, as the latter slithered into a clump of bushes beside the bench where the boy was sitting.

The boy zipped up his bag, and got up, before finally noticing Will.

He ambled up to him, a friendly smile on his face. "Er, hi, do you know Yamini Kapoor-Mercado-Lopez?"

Will nodded, recognition hitting him. This kid was one of the interns'—Yamini Kapoor-Mercado-Lopez—friends, he had seen a picture of the both of them in her locker, and they had had a perfunctory conversation about the weather.

"She's probably in the break room— on the first floor," Will said, crossing his arms.

"Okay— thank you!"

The boy jogged up to the entrance, and disappeared behind the dark glass sliding doors.

Will strolled up to the coffee cart at the corner of the street, and bought an Americano, and drained the cup in a few sips, the caffeine jolting his nervous system awake.

He checked his watch, and watched the minute-hand slowly tick its way to 12:30, as, right on time, his stomach began to grumble.

Since he had had to have an early start, he couldn't pack his lunch, and as he was considering whether to eat the cafeteria food or not, he heard a faint honk.

The driver was recognizable, his dark eyes alight with excitement.

"Hey, Nico," he said, a smile breaking across his face.

"Hey, Will," he said, exiting his car, a lunchbag in his hands.

"For you," he said, handing him the bag with a flourish.

"You got me lunch?" He asked, relief flooding through him. He hated the cafeteria food.

"Yep," His husband said, giving him a kiss on the cheek.

"Thank you so much." He said, opening the bag, and the faint smell of soup wafting out from one of the lunchboxes.

"No problem. I was going to work anyway, and I knew I was going to pass this place anyw—" He stopped midsentence, clutching his car keys in a white knuckled grip, his eyes widening.

"What?" He asked, frowning.

"Um... sweetheart, please tell me I'm hallucinating and that smoke isn't coming from the hospital?"

Dread filling him, Will turned around, his eyes meeting the sight of faint plumes of smoke curling from the windows of the hospital, and, in the distance, they could hear faint screaming.

"Shit—could it be a fire?"

"I don't know, but we need to get patients out!" Wil said, as the both of them ran towards the entrance and Will pushed open the door.

Staff members and patients alike were running around, trying to find shelter, and confusion and fear warred inside him, and he pulled the fire extinguisher from the wall.

"What in the world—?!" Nico asked, gently helping up an elderly woman, and leading her toward the entrance.

There was a faint boom, and a rumble, like thunder. Only this wasn't thunder.

"WHOAAAA—" Will heard somebody scream, and saw a boy fly in, like somebody had thrown him, and crumple against the wall.

"Ow," the boy said, touching the back of his head, and frowning when his fingers came back bright red.

With a jolt, Will recognized him as the boy he had spoken to less than 15 minutes ago.

The boy caught Will's eye, and yelled, "GET OUT OF HERE— WE'VE GOT THE SITUATION UNDER CONTROL— AAH—"

He was stopped midsentence, and jumped out of the way, as a stream of liquid burst into the room.

It splattered against the wall, and began eating through the cement like it was wet cardboard, as the panic mounted.

Will caught Nico's eye, like Did you see that?

Nico nodded, but jabbed his thumb towards the exit doors, and mouthed, I'll take care of evacuation.

Will nodded, and rushed toward the boy, who was crawling away from the wall, a look of sheer distaste on his face.

"Kid— what was that? Are you okay?" He asked, helping him up.

"Take care of the others, it's dangerous here! We've got the situation under control!" The boy said, angrily, and— wait, was that his imagination, or did he have slitted pupils?

The kid's eyes went to the fire extinguisher in Will's eyes, and said, "Oh thank the gods—" Before snatching it from him.

"Hey—"

"THANK YOU FOR THE WEAPON," was all that was hollered at him, before the kid ran right back into battle, and through the broken plaster, Will caught sight of a scaled appendage, a loud screech, and a moving shadow.

As the last civilian ran out, Will realized that only he and Nico were left.

"That's a monster," Both of them said, in unison.

"We've gotta help," Nico said, tapping the steel chain on his wrist.

His Stygian iron sword materialized, as Will said, "I don't have my bow and arrow—"

"Don't worry, can you use your sonic whistle?"

Will clenched his fists. "Yes."

"Let's go."

The air was thick with smoke, and Will could see ribbons of purple light running along the walls.

"What the hell?" He whispered, before something smacked him in the stomach. Hard.

Eyes watering, he stumbled up, to see a shadow melt into the broken floor tiles, and, through the smoke, he could see Nico frowning.

"Oh shit—" he heard someone hiss, as somebody hauled him up.

"Ugh," he heard somebody grumble, as the air beside him shimmered, revealing a girl.

Not just a girl. The intern, Yamini Kapoor-Mercado-Lopez.

"What are you doing here?" She asked, dragging him away.

"And why do you have a sword?" She demanded of Nico, her eyes wide and mismatched behind the cracked lenses of her glasses.

"Why do you have a staff?" Nico demanded.

Yamini's eyes widened. "Wait a second— are you two from the Otherworld?"

"The what?"

There was a hiss, and a red light shimmered before them, materializing in the form of the guy.

His face was covered in soot and the tips of his hair were singed, as he wheezed, "I can't find it. I barely dodged a fireball."

Nico raised his sword, his eyes narrowing. "What are you talking about?"

Yamini clutched her staff, and said, "We don't know. We were in the breakroom when it began attacking, and we barely managed to get everyone out." The tip of her staff flared violet.

"Are you two demigods?" Nico asked.

Before Yamini could answer, a whistle cut through the air, and Will could barely catch sight of a pincer, when purple light burst above them.

A force-field formed above them, cracks spiderwebbing where the pincers met the shield.

"I guess it found us," Nico said, grimly.

●●●●

"Okay, a run-down," Yamini— or, what her boyfriend Rudy called her— Mini began, after they introduced each other.

"We have no idea what the heck that thing is, just that it breathes fire, spits poison, and has armour."

"They all do," Nico said, his gaze pinned on the creature.

"It's sensitive to sound, though," Rudy said. "I used my stones and it reared back."

"Before it smacked you and you went flying," Nico pointed out.

"We don't speak about that,"

"I can do a sonic whistle— it'll hurt it, but it'll hurt you guys too."

"We'll be fine," Mini said.

There was a roar that shook the building and stones fell on them.

More light shimmered across the walls.

"I'm barely keeping this place together," Mini grunted, her hands raised.

"We need to kill it. And now." Rudy said, his messenger bag opened, revealing gemstones.

There was a distant roar.

"Now," Mini and Nico said, in unison.

Rudy threw a handful of jewels in the direction of the sound, while Will brought his fingers to his lips, and used his sonic whistle.

Rocks fell and the monster reared back, howling in pain.

Nico melted into the shadows and reappeared right underneath the monster, and sliced off the pincers closest to him.

The monster reared once more, its screams nearly deafening.

"Its belly is unarmoured!" Rudy yelled.

With a shink, Will knew that Nico had stabbed it in the belly, and, as Nico backed away, all four of them saw the monster crumble into ashes, blown away by the wind.

Silence fell, punctuated only with the crackling of fire, until there was a loud groan, and a steel beam fell to the ground.

"Let's get out of here," Mini said, backing away to the nearest exit.

And, as they ran outside, Will heard the building collapse behind them.

●●●●

so i'm back on my bullshit,,

please note that this is definitely not my best, it's like an experimental thing to get out of writers block, so, yeah, apologies for the bad writing

idk if this is gonna be a full series or a single oneshot, so do you guys want a part two or no??

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Part 2

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[wills-significant-annoyance]

"𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑑 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑠𝑢𝑝𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒." 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐈𝐈𝐈 -3.5-

i was binge reading the pjo books and the song of achilles lately so didn't got much time to update on the fanfic, but here you go :3 this is a continuation of part 3 btw -ooc <------------------------------------> TW: ED, smoking, blood, anxiety\panic attacks, disassociation, derealizationpenelope scott is my saviour<3 go listen to her!! shes so cool, not forcing tho LONG CHAPTER INCOMINNGG!!!! ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ <------------------------------------>

ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : Moonsickness volυмe : ▁▂▃▄▅▆▇▉ 1:09 ───|────── 5:14 ⇄ ◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹ ↻ "I am such a fuckup if you only knew That I am such a fuckup" -Moonsickness - penelope scott

Ace arrived to school, greeted with bustling school halls and rowdy students. He got pushed around due to how crowded it was, it was nearly suffocating.

Usually the halls and practically whole school would be so sad woebegone during Mondays...But today..Oh, right. The school's 25th anniversary...And the school band (that he was unsurprisingly in) would be playing for the whole afternoon in the stadium...Fuck. Ace sighed, walking through the rowdy pack of students and some staff. He arrived at his locker, opening it as a small pile of letters fell down. He raised an eyebrow before picking one up, opening it.... It read: "I hope you die, you don't have a place in this fucking world - xoxo kisses from Selene<3" Ace's hand started to shake, he sighed before picking up another letter. This one then said: "Attention seeker, I bet you're just making the whole...'eating disorder' thing up- Just eat?? It's not that hard loll - Via hates u X3" Ace knees started to feel weak, his lungs and throat feeling tight he felt like he could barely breathe. Then everything started to fade out, the loud chatters fading into mimps. His vision oddly focusing on one person....Mr. Weinchaster..His history teacher, was staring directly at him like some prey. He ignored it but then voices started whispering at him. "You do not belong here..."

The voice- No. Voices, whispered as he stared back at Mr. Weinchaster who was now smiling, widely with mouth full of teeth and blood dripping from his eyes and mouth. "I finally found you, half-blood."

"Half blood?" Ace thought before freezing at the horrifying sight in front of him.

"You. Don't. Belong. In. This. WORLD!" Then the creature- whatever it was! Ran through the crowds and started chasing him. He panicked and sprinted through the crowd, the students didn't seem to notice. He ran for his life and got into the nearest bathroom and slammed the door shut as the creature- that was previously Mr. Weinchaster- clawed at the door, growling and hissing. "LET ME IN! YOU AREN'T ESCAPING HALF BLOOD!" He was panicking then remembered the sword in his bag, he immediately grabbed the gem. The energy coursed through him- huh. no blood.. - SCREEEEEECCCHHHH!!! Fuck, right, there was still a monster up his ass- He quickly slashed it into a sword and opened the door. The creature lunging at him before he stabbed it in the mouth. It spewed blood- Not just any ordinary blood- gold blood. Then everything went black.

"I DON'T WANNA LIVE ANYMORE! I JUST WANNA DISAPPEAR FROM THE FACES OF EARTH AND DIE! I DIDN'T WANT THIS!" - chapter ??? Ace

ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : Feel Better volυмe : ▁▂▃▄▅▆▇▉ 1:11 ───|────── 4:12 ⇄ ◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹ ↻

"But someone loved me, someone fucking loved me Someone fucking loved me and I fuckin' loved them too" -Feel Better - penelope scott ⋘ 𝑙𝑜𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎... ⋙ █▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒ ███▒▒▒▒▒▒▒ █████▒▒▒▒▒ ███████▒▒▒ ██████████ ⋘ 𝑃𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑖𝑡... ⋙ ⋘ ᴛʀʏ ʟᴀᴛᴇʀ... ⋙ ⋘ JK i just wanna say i love you guys (PLATONICALLY) and take care of yourselves!⋙ Ace woke up in the hospital, mind woozy from the attack. The gem was sitting on a table beside him, he sat up. A nurse came in, holding a cup of water. "Sir, you're awake...Are you feeling alright?" The nurse asked, placing the cup of water on the table where the black gem laid. "I-I'm alright.." Ace mumbled, sitting up and rubbed his head. "What...Happened?" Ace then asked as he drank the cup of water.. The nurse went silent, like she knew something he didn't. Then she spoke up, sitting on Ace's bed. "Dear..." She mumbled, ruffling Ace's hair affectionately. "You passed out on the bathroom floor..Nobody knows why or how..." ·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩

cliffhanger cause i wanna make you guys suffer<3\lh anyways, for @nicoswill2live cause i knwo you've been waiting for this- ily guys sm aand thank you for reading its like 6am in my place rn and uhhh i work really hard on this, so i hope you like it!! :D

[lifeafterthelayoff]

Part II, Day 27

A list of all 23 jobs I’ve held so far:

1. Mowing grass for the farmer John Wolters, who often paid me in 1930s-era silver certificates.

2. Detasseling and de-roguing corn for Oetting's Detasseling. Rural kid summer job, hot and tiresome.

3. Clean-up guy at Orly's Meat Market, Locker, and Deli. I cleaned the whole bloody place.

4. Sales representative at Dumont Telemarketing. Yes, I was a telemarketer, and I’m sorry.

5. Hired hand at Schmadeke's Feed Mill, one of the grain elevators in my rural Iowa hometown. So much dust.

6. Soldier in the Iowa National Guard, where I had the opportunity to work security for the circus and qualify as an expert on the grenade launcher. (Not at the same time, though.)

7. Pizza technician at Pizza Hut, where I made pizzas. Curious to know how much free root beer I drank there.

8. Summer park technician at Butler County Conservation. For two summers I got to help keep the parks trimmed and tidy.

9. Trash man at Iowa State University. Picked up trash around my dorm, and it was trashy.

10. Food service dishwasher at the University of Northern Iowa. No. Just no.

11. Weekend on-air talent and assistant music director at KUNI-FM, a public radio station. Still one of my favorite jobs ever.

12. Retailer and vinyl record specialist at Co-Op Records. The discount was large and the subsequent paychecks were small.

13. Content manager at Stayhealthy dot com, where I participated in the Dotcom boom and garnered my first tech layoff.

14. Assistant manager at the Sam Goody music store in a mall, almost the exact opposite of the cool indie record store above.

15. Receptionist at Public Radio International. Get a foot in the door, they say. I did, and it really kicked things off.

16. Client Relations Manager at Public Radio International. I sold programs and an early SaaS CMS to stations. 

17. Senior Manager, Interactive Content and Marketing. Got to work with Ira Glass, Bob Edwards, and the BBC. Met Slash in an elevator.

18. Content Strategist at Brain Traffic. Got to work with THE Kristina Halvorson, which was fantastic.

19. Sr. Manager, Digital Content Strategy at Ameriprise Financial. The on-page disclosures were really something: 4,000+ words on one!

20. Vice President of Web Content Strategy at Weber Shandwick. Agency life, all of the clients, and amazing bosses.

21. Sr. Content Designer at Shopify. Content design, commerce, and cool co-workers.

22. Staff Content Designer at Shopify. A promotion to be proud of! Such a well-oiled content team there. (Miss y’all, still!)

23. Content Designer at Cash App. Easily the hippest colleagues ever.

24. [INSERT YOUR COMPANY HERE!]

[smartzinc]

Meeting the Demands of Gen Z Renters with Smart Technology

The emerging Gen Z renter demographic, born between 1997 and 2012, prioritizes convenience, flexibility and connectivity in housing. Having grown up immersed in technology, Gen Z shows strong preference for smart amenities and responsive service models that property managers can deliver through strategic use of smart devices and infrastructure. 

Defining the Gen Z Renter Profile

Before exploring technology tactics, it is important to understand core Gen Z renter priorities and expectations:

- Tech Savvy – Proficient with digital interfaces and mobile solutions

- Skeptical of Institutions – Prefer direct service models versus intermediaries 

- Price-Conscious – Favor affordable flexibility over luxury  

- Entrepreneurial – Creative side-hustlers seeking housing suitable for business

- Transient – Not settled geographically, willing to frequently relocate

- Experience-Focused – Value unique adventures and atmosphere over material goods

- Health-Conscious – Favor fitness, proper nutrition and wellbeing

- Diverse – One of the most racially inclusive generations  

- Activist – Support social justice and corporate ethics/sustainability

With these traits in mind, smart solutions that align with Gen Z needs include: 

Smart Access and Automation

- Smart Locks – Keyless phone-based entry and access sharing through virtual keys simplifies granting friends or service providers access. Reduces key logistics.

- Smart Lighting – App-based, voice or motion activated lighting allows custom scene setting. Scheduling creates a lived-in look during vacations. Voice control provides hands-free convenience.  

- Smart Switches/Plugs – Remotely control appliances, A/V equipment, sprinklers on schedules or via voice commands even when away from home. Convenient automation.

- Smart Security Cameras – App-linked indoor/outdoor cameras enhance safety. Tenants check home status remotely. Improves accountability for rental upkeep too.

- Smart Thermostats – Adjust temperatures from anywhere. Save energy through smart schedules and open window detection features.    

- Smart Garage Door Openers – Control and monitor garages via apps. Integration with vehicles allows touchless auto-open triggered by vehicle arrival. Adds convenience.

Hyper-Connected Community

- Community App – Branded app for community news, events, staff notices, document access. Builds connectedness.  

- Smart Fitness Equipment – App-linked machines stream on-demand workouts. Provides gym experience without sharing equipment.  

- Smart Package Lockers – Accept package deliveries securely. Tenants unlock via app when convenient. Reduces missed deliveries.

- Community Smart TV – Stream neighborhood events, news and resident content to common area screens to foster community.  

- Tech Lounges/Labs – Designate communal spaces with video game consoles, VR headsets, 3D printers, and other tech toys for an amenity showcase difference.  

- Coworking Spaces – Open workspaces with WiFi printing/scanning, whiteboards, audio/video conferencing and tech resources accommodates remote work needs.

- Smart Green Spaces – App-based reservation of pools, grilling areas, fire pits, dog parks, gardens maximizes shared amenity access.

Optimized for flexible lifestyles

- Shorter Leasing Terms – Offer flexible month-to-month terms or 3-6 month leases attractive for transient renters wary of 12 month commitments.  

- Shared Living Options – Communal houses appeal to social-oriented Gen Z through cost savings and built-in community.

- Pet Friendly Features – Accommodate beloved pets with smart dispensers, camera monitoring, pet spas, DNA mapping for waste identification, and community pet events.  

- Smart Accessibility Features – Features like automated lighting, doors, blinds which can be controlled via voice or app increase accessibility. 

- Smart Mailboxes – Provide package notification and remote package room access for secure deliveries when residents are away.

- Smart Parking Spots – Sensors track spot availability and can even reserve visitor spaces for residents remotely. Eases parking.

Sustainability

- Energy Efficient Lighting – Install LED bulbs to reduce energy usage. Smart lighting allows further optimization.

- Smart Thermostats – Program efficient climate control settings when unoccupied. Integrate with smart vents for zoned optimization.   

- Smart Landscaping – Automate watering based on weather. Detect leaks quickly. Promotes conservation.

- Smart Appliances – Internet-connected refrigerators, dishwashers, and laundry optimize energy, water and detergent use. Better cost management.  

- Electric Vehicle Charging Stations – Cater to increasing hybrid/electric car ownership with charging stations. 

- Renewable Energy Options – Rooftop solar, community solar subscriptions, or power from wind farms appeals to eco-minded Gen Z.  

- Digital Management – Reduces paper waste through online portals and electronic documents.  

While Gen Z residents require some concessions like shorter lease terms, their affinity for technology allows property managers to deliver appealing lifestyles with unprecedented convenience and community connectivity. With smart solutions as a cornerstone of operations and marketing, managers can fill units and nurture long-term loyalty across this emerging generation of renters.

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The Dark Pictures Anthology The Devil in Me All Secrets Guide

Welcome to our The Dark Pictures Anthology The Devil in Me All Secrets Guide. This is a detailed guide is focused on all of the secrets in, The Dark Pictures Anthology: The Devil in Me.This guide will help you receive the "Collector/investigator" achievements! #TheDarkPicturesAnthologyTheDevilinMe We know that there are people who have a hard time finishing the The Dark Pictures Anthology The Devil in Me game. If you are one of those who find it difficult to finish the game, let’s take you to our The Dark Pictures Anthology The Devil in Me guide. This guide was created by SquashMyMouse.

The Dark Pictures Anthology The Devil in Me All Secrets Guide

This is a detailed guide is focused on all of the secrets in, The Dark Pictures Anthology: The Devil in Me.This guide will help you receive the "Collector/investigator" achievements! Theatrical Cut Secrets These Are All The Secrets That You Can Get While Playing Theatrical Cut (In Order Of The Story) Scene: Island Secret 10: Stiletto Shoe When You Gain Control Of Kate/Jamie, Start Walking Down The Path (Stick To Right Hand Side) When You Get Near The Turn, You Should Find Secret 10: Stiletto Shoe On The Floor.

Secret 31: Vacation Photo After Hiding From The Rest Of The Group, Proceed Upwards Until You See A Locked Shed On Your Right And The Tram On Your Left. Don't Go To The Tram Yet, Instead, Head Into The Opening In The Fence And Go Around The Back Of The Shed. Entering Through The Whole In The Back. Directly On Your Right, In The Corner Of The Room On The Floor, Will Be Secret 31: Vacation Photo

Secret 20: Stiletto Heel After The Second Hiding Sequence (Where You're Hiding Behind The Boulder) From The Boulder, Head Straight Forward And You Should See Secret 20: Stiletto Heel

Scene: Cigarettes Secret 33: Morello Family Invitation For This Secret, Make Your Way To The Balcony Area, When You Get There. Turn Right And Move Ahead, On The Closest Desk, Will Be Secret 33: Morello Family Invitation

Secret 12: Hotel Guest Book Head Down The Stairs To Get To The Main Lobby, Walk Directly Infront Of You And On You Right Hand Side Will Be The Counter With The Log Book Open. Go Through All The Pages To Unlock Secret 12: Hotel Guest Book.

Secret 19: Welcome Postcard From Secret 12, Head Around The Other Side Of The Counter And Open The Drawer With Charlie's Business Card To Receive Secret 19: Welcome Postcard

Secret 14: Front Page News For This Secret, Keep Progressing Up Until Charlie Just Opened The Bar. Once In The Bar, Head Directly Right And Secret 14: Front Page News Should Be On The Desk In The Corner.

Secret 43: Grand Opening Invitation This One Is Quite Simple, Head Over To The Cigarettes Machine (Although DONT INTEREACT JUST YET!), From The Cigarette Machine, Walk To The Opposite Side And You Should See Secret 43: Grand Opening Invitation On The Cabinet Underneath A Mug.

Scene: Scouting Secret 22: J. Morello Holmes Book When you enter the study/library, turn left after you’ve passed the Jumpscare clock. You Will Receive Secret 22: J. Morello Holmes Book after turning over the book which is on the desk.

Secret 29: Newspaper Clipping In the next small area (Where The Locked Door Is), you’ll be prompted to investigate something on top of the bookshelf infront of you, make sure you look up to the top of the bookshelf and use Mark's Monopod to push it down. Do so, and a white book falls. Open it, and you’ll find Secret 29: Newspaper Clipping.

Secret 13: Sherman Tape 1 (Silver Framed Secret) Head Into The Next Room, Directly Ahead Of You, As Soon As You Enter The Room, You Should See A White Door (Behind The White Door Is The Balcony Key) To The Right Of The Door, On The Desk With Be Secret 13: Sherman Tape 1

Scene: Staff Only Secret 39: Auction Receipt Follow The Path Until You Get To The Maintenance Room (Not The First Open Door Just Yet) As Soon As You Enter The Maintenance Room. Directly Ahead Of You (Behind The Locker) On The Desk Will Be Secret 39: Auction Receipt

Secret 32: Construction Invoice From Secret 39, Head To The Left (Into The Corner Of The Room Passing A Sink And A Workstation) Beside The Red Shelf On The Floor Will Be Secret 32: Construction Invoice

Secret 46: Will Amendment Now You Can Head Into The Staff Break Room (Through The Door In The Workshop Or Through The One We Skipped Earlier [list - When Entering Through The Workshop - Directly Infront Of You In A Desk With A Chair. - When Entering From The Hallway - Directly To Your Left (Behind The Closet) Will Be A Desk With A Chair - Open The Right Drawer And Take Out The Piece Of Paper To Receive Secret 46: Will Amendment

Secret 49: Sherman Tape 2 (Silver Framed Secret) (You'll Have To Progress A Bit Into The Scene To Be Able To Get This One And I Will Not Be Covering It Here, If You're Having Issues You Can Take A Look At My 100% Achievement Guide (And Look At Achievement 0451) Which Will Be Linked At The Bottom Of This Guide!) After Fixing The Generator, And Pressing The Button, Go Up To The Far Singing Animatronic And On The Floor Will Be A Mini Cassette Tape. Once You Pick It Up, There Will Be A Small Cutscene, Then You'll Have To Press A Button To Actually Receive Secret 49: Sherman Tape 2 (Silver Framed Secret).

Scene: Blood Trail (If You Missed Secret 33 Earlier, You Can Grab Is Now Too) Secret 33: Morello Family Invitation After The Cutscenes, When You're With Jamie And Charlie, Look Behind And To Your Right, You Shuold See A Small Table Which Has Secret 33: Morello Family Invitation, On Top Of It

Secret 15: FBI Memo (Silver Framed) When Charlie and Jamie go to follow the blood trail, turn right at the end of the hall instead of the left. At the end of the hall, on the floor, will be Secret 15: FBI Memo

Scene: Separated Secret 24: Natalie's Remains After Entering The Freezer With The Pigs Hanging Upside Down, Go To The Far Right Of The Room. Behind The Blue Sheet, Will Secret 24: Natalie's Remains

Scene: Silver Ash Secret 18: School Letter After Erin goes to investigate the Silver Ash Institute, go into the second room. And Immediately On The Left, There Is A Small Table With Secret 18: School Letter

Secret 37: ShermanTape 3 As Soon As You Enter The Second Room, There Is A Tape Recorder On The Desk Infront Of You (Top Right Of Desk) Which is Secret 37: Sherman Tape 3

Scene: Incinerator Secret 35: Photo's Of Victims (Silver Framed Secret) As Soon As You Leave The Cage As Charlie, Turn Left and You'll See Two Photo's On The Table. Make Sure You Look At BOTH, Then Secret 35: Photo's Of Victims will unlock!

Secret 42: Forman's Log Direction Opposite Of Secret 35/When Leaving The Cell, It Is Directly To The Right (Make Sure To OPEN BOOK And Go Through All Pages To Unlock Secret 42: Foreman's Log!)

Scene: Spa Secret 41: Resignation Letter After Falling Down Du'Met's Trap With Mark/Jamie, Vault Over The Locker And Enter The First Room On The Left. As Soon As You Enter, Secret 41: Resignation Letter Should Be Infront Of You On The Floor

Scene: Workshop Secret 25: Real Human Teeth When controlling Mark in the workshop, proceed into the room full of mannequins after hiding from Du'Met Successfully All 3 Times. From The Final Hiding Spot, Go Into The Previous Area And Turn Left, There Is A Mechanical Head Which You'll Have To Turn Around To Recieve Secret 25: Real Human Teeth

Secret 3: FBI ID Card After the room with the speaking mannequin, you’ll see Secret 3: FBI ID Card Directly On The Desk (Difficult To Miss)

Secret 4: FBI Training Photo Right next to where you found Secret 3. The picture will be face down. Flip it over and get Secret 4: FBI Training Photo

Secret 6: Psychological Report (Silver Framed Secret) In The Next Room Immediately To The Left, On The Table, You Will Find Secret 6: Psychological Report

Scene: Interogation Secret 27: Sherman Tape 4 (Silver Framed Secret) This One Is Unmissable And Is Required To Progress The Story Scene: Morellos Secret 23: J. Morello Sherman Book As Soon As You Enter The First Bedroom, At The Back Of The Bedroom, There Will Be Ransacked Suitcases, In between Them Will Be Secret 23: J. Morello Sherman Book.

Secret 5: Body Snatching Article Head Into The Next Room, Forwards And Right, There Will Be A Desk/Vanity Mirror, Go Up To It And You'll Find Secret 5: Body Snatching Article

Secret 21: Mrs. Morello Animatronic Unmissable And Required To Progress! Scene: Waste Disposal (Disclaimer: Charlie MUST Have Had To Survive In Ignition By Choosing "Pull Grate" Twice!) Secret 2: FBI Badge After Charlie emerges from the incinerator; Walk Through The Door Infront Of Him Then Pull The Trolley Back And Enter By Crouching Through, Once You're In The Small Brick Room, Directly Infront Of You Behind A Small Box Should Be Secret 2: FBI Badge

Scene: Directors Suite Secret 47: Custom Mask Email As Soon As You Gain Control Of Kate, Head To The Table On Your Right, Move The Cup To Then Receive Secret 47: Custom Mask Email

Secret 7: Chicago PD Badge (Silver Framed Secret) Directly To The Left Of Secret 47, On The Desk Next To It! Read the full article

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Tuesday 12 November 2002 - breakfast on the train - view of the Berner Oberland - revisiting the yodeling station of September 2000 - lovely Spätzle supper with Hürlimann-Mass

12 November 2002

EN  Hi everyone!  I had taken the night train from Hamburg Hbf to Zürich HB via Bremen, Basel Badischer Bahnhof and Baden in Aargau.  I arrived too early to check in at the hostel in Mutschellenstrasse, so I went to Bern for a few hours and returned to check in.  

DE  Hallo allerseits! Ich war mit dem Nachtzug von Hamburg Hbf über Bremen, Basel Badischer Bahnhof und Baden im Aargau nach Zürich HB gefahren. Ich kam zu früh an, um im Hostel an der Mutschellenstrasse einzuchecken, also fuhr ich für ein paar Stunden nach Bern und kehrte zum Einchecken zurück.  

DK  Hej allesammen! Jeg havde taget nattoget fra Hamburg Hbf til Zürich HB via Bremen, Basel Badischer Bahnhof og Baden i Aargau. Jeg ankom for tidligt til at tjekke ind på hostellet i Mutschellenstrasse, så jeg tog til Bern i et par timer og vendte tilbage for at tjekke ind.  

SE  Hej allihopa! Jag hade tagit nattåget från Hamburg Hbf till Zürich HB via Bremen, Basel Badischer Bahnhof och Baden i Aargau. Jag kom för tidigt för att checka in på vandrarhemmet i Mutschellenstrasse, så jag åkte till Bern i några timmar och återvände för att checka in.  

FR  Salut tout le monde! J'avais pris le train de nuit de Hamburg Hbf à Zürich HB via Brême, Bâle Badischer Bahnhof et Baden en Argovie. Je suis arrivé trop tôt pour m'enregistrer à l'auberge de Mutschellenstrasse, alors je suis allé à Berne pendant quelques heures et je suis revenu m'enregistrer.  

Guten Morgen!  Good morning! About 7 AM I woke up in my first class train compartment on the EuroNight train from Hamburg Hbf to Zürich HB.  The train staff gave my passport back and then served me breakfast, about the same as what I would expect to receive on an inbound transatlantic flight, namely pastries, yogurt and coffee, and I do not remember if a hard boiled egg were included.  The train stopped at Baden AG (I would stay at the youth hostel near Wettingen, the following August), before proceeding through Spreitenbach, Dietikon and Schlieren before terminating at Zürich HB, which at the time, did not have its Löwenstrasse underground station built, so it had to stop at the head-station platforms.  I exited the train, withdrew some Swiss Francs, took my wheeled bag, put it in an old locker that still took coins, and left it there for the morning.  It was only 8 AM and it was too soon to check into the youth hostel, it started accepting travellers about 2 PM.

I looked for a train that went to Bern, as I wanted to see the Zytglogge, Bundeshaus and SNB buildings there.  The train I found, a "Dosto" SBB train, was a direct train to Bern.  I had my first class ticket, valid in all of Switzerland until the 19th November, so I went to Bern, and arrived in about one hour.  I think somewhere between Lyssach and Burgdorf, there was a new rail tunnel constructed, and the train went about 120 km/h or 75 mph through it.  Eventually the signals would be recalibrated so that a journey from Zürich to Bern would take only 45 minutes.

Around 9:15 AM, I arrived at Bern SBB station.  I bought a day pass for around 7 CHF, for unlimited local transport.  I took the tram to Zytglogge where I saw the astrological clock.  There is another similar clock close to the Bundeshaus.  I walked to the Bundeshaus.  The SNB building is almost next door.  I did not go inside the Bundeshaus, but I did go to the terrace, and was able to see the Berner Oberland mountains, including the Matterhorn.  It looked like it had a nice coating of snow.  I decided the next day to go to Brig, and come back through Geneva.

I went back to the tram stop, Bundesplatz, and took a tram in the direction of Muri.  I just wanted to see what it looked like.  Somehow I was interested in the traffic signal setups, they looked like they dated back to the 1970s as I remember from my first couple of visits to Zürich and Glarus.  I took the tram back to Bern SBB.  I think it was close to 11 AM, so I took the train back to Zürich HB.  I may have returned there by 11:45 AM, almost lunchtime.  I took the S Bahn to the Migros close to the Stadelhofen train station.  Stadelhofen is one of the many structures designed by Santiago Calatrava.  I remember in Dallas he designed a vehicle bridge across the Trinity River.  I bought some food and drink, and then took the S-18, not a regular S-Bahn train line, but one that used meter gauge and the Zürich tram electricity, namely 750 volts DC.  I took the S-18 to Maiacher, where, on 10th September 2000, I did a bit of yodeling.  Sadly I did not have an Alpenhorn to go with that.  Maiacher was still the same underground station that I remembered from back then, was not refurbished until the late 2000s.  I went back again in February 2012 and it looked much nicer, with a decent color scheme.  I exited the station, to eat my lunch.  

About 1:30 PM, I returned to Zürich HB, collected my luggage and took the tram line 7 to Morgental, passing by the Enge commuter rail station.  Then I transferred to the trolleybus line 33, and rode it one stop to the Youth Hostel stop which was next to a Migros florist.  I walked to the hostel and arrived about ten to fifteen minutes later.  There was much construction going on at the hostel since early 2001.  The former entrance and the breakfast room had been swapped as a result of the renovation.  I was given a bed in a four bed room.  The room had a sink, but the toilet and shower was in a large room on the floor.  

I left the hostel around 3 PM.  I took the trolleybus from the hostel stop to Morgental, changed to the line 7, and went to HB.  I walked along the Niederdorferstrasse doing a bit of window shopping.  I had dinner at the Brasserie Johanniter.  I had a full liter of Hürlimann beer, and Spätzle with ham, onion and cheese.  It was very good.  

After supper, I went back to the hostel.  At the time, I did not have my own laptop computer, let alone even a smartphone (a Siemens S40 triband does not count), so I had to use the internet terminals at the hostel for a reasonable fee.  I needed to find out, what were the schedules for tomorrow's train journey, to Brig, Sion, St. Maurice, Geneva, Frauenfeld TG and back.  I had to go to sleep soon, and be ready to wake up for breakfast which would be served starting 6 AM.  

Please join me for tomorrow's journey to Brig through the Lötschberg tunnel, then to Sion, St. Maurice and Geneva, and also to Frauenfeld, the cantonal capital of Thurgau.  The weather will be fairly nice for spotting the southern side of the Berner Oberland.

Good night!  Gute Nacht!

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