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Reliving the past - Kokushibo x F!Reader (Ongoing)

Summary:

Kokushibo x Reader - MANGA SPOILERS! Continue reading at your own risk!

Kokushibo, also known as Michikatsu Tsugikuni who's been a demon slayer himself before turning into a demon. His life as a human was as happy as a man could wish it to be. His wife was the source of his happiness until everything has been taken away from him because of an incurable illness his wife suffered from.

He lost everything and he promised himself that even if it took thousands of years, he will find the soul of his wife again. That's why he accepted the demon king's offer to become a demon over 500 years ago.

He was beginning to lose hope until one day he had finally found her. His beloved (y/n), more than 500 years later. A woman in her 20s who looked exactly like Kokushibo's long lost wife. She was her reincarnation.

But how will she react when he tells her?

Read the story to find out!

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• I do not own Demon slayer or any of the characters.

• I only own the storyline/plot and a few OCs here and there.

Story started: 2024.08.01.

Story ended: ~Still ongoing~

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The most important thing:

NO MINORS! Or at least no minors who are not mature enough for such explicit content I am going to write in this story. So if you are under at least 18, read at your own risk! I'm not a sensitive, merciful person when it comes to mature content! So seriously if you are uncomfortable with themes like very detailed smuts/lemons, violence, kissing or whatsoever I suggest you to leave right now... And don't blame me if you've read further. I don't take responsibility for losing your innocence. Always remember that I warned you ✌️

This book contains spoilers from the manga about Kokushibo, so if you don't want to get spoiled, leave.

Okay, let's start...

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• I usually write about 2000 words per chapter. However there are times when I make it a bit longer if there is a lot happening according to the plot. I think 2000 words for a chapter is the most comfortable to both write and read.

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Reliving the Past - Kokushibo x Reader

Written by: Hungarian Shinobi

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My hero academia stories:

Overhaul x Reader - FORBIDDEN: An alternative universe where Overhaul is not a yakuza. He's a doctor. He's married and y/n has a huge crush on him for a long time. No spoilers! (Completed)

Overhaul x Reader - From haters to lovers: Going mostly by the anime's timeline. The title says it all. Spoiler alert! (Completed)

Dabi x Reader - When I was your man: Y/n works as a prostitute. The story is about how Dabi wants to get her back because they broke up. Also it tells their story of their meeting and progress. (Completed) Spoilers about the truth of Dabi!

Dabi x Reader - Our Destiny: High spoiler alert! If you haven't read the manga or don't know the truth about Dabi and don't want to get it spoiled, don't read! Y/n and him know each other since childhood. Toxic relationship. (Completed)

Demon slayer stories:

Uzui Tengen x Reader - His Princess: A story in which (y/n) is part of the Rengoku family. Tengen is a teasing, flirtatious bastard and she wants to avoid to fall for his charm. But of course she fails eventually... (Completed)

Rengoku Kyojuro x Reader - F#cking Professor Rengoku: The title says it all. Teacher and student relationship. Kyojuro in the beginning is different, but later he turns into the sweet, caring boy we all love. (Completed)

And of course the Kokushibo one we are talking about:

Jujutsu kaisen stories:

Fushiguro Toji x Reader - Red flag? I'm colorblind (Ongoing)

Ryomen Sukuna x Reader - His favourite Obsession (Ongoing)

Hunter X Hunter:

Chrollo Lucilfer x Reader - The Devil's Angel (Ongoing)

-Hungarian Shinobi

Chapter 1

Author's note: If you haven't read the previous disclaimer chapter, please do now! It contains important informations! Also, this book contains spoilers about Kokushibo from the manga, so if you don't want to get spoiled, leave. If you don't, then don't blame me for getting spoiled. 🤷‍♀️

Two person. A husband and wife who were hopelessly in love with each other from the start. They were both lucky enough to find something rare, something that's one of a kind and true, which was their pure love for each other. Two souls who were meant to be and found each other more than five hundred years ago from the present we know as the modern world.

Of course, love isn't always perfect. It isn't a fairytale or a storybook. And it doesn't always come easy. Love is overcoming obstacles, facing challenges, fighting to be together, holding on and never letting go. It is a short word, easy to spell, difficult to define, and impossible to live without. Love is work, but most of all, Love is realizing that every hour, every minute, and every second was worth it because you did it together.

And that's exactly how Michikatsu Tsugikuni and his wife (y/n) Tsugikuni, formerly known as (y/n) (l/n) existed.

Their love was one of the purest, the dearest, almost, only almost obsessive and addicting. Ever since they first met, they both fell in love with each other way before actually realizing it. The times they met on the village streets, or the times they happened to bump into each other in the market while shopping for food, they both never wanted to part ways whenever it was time to say goodbye.

All these small meetings led them into dates, initiated by Michikatsu, who wooed her with his best abilities to catch the young woman's attention which of course succeeded, since (y/n) found him just as attractive in both looks and personality.

It didn't take long for them to begin a relationship and soon get married. Things happened quite fast, but back in those times it was normal for a couple to start a life together as soon as possible.

As a demon slayer, Michikatsu brought home more than enough money for them, so they never really had a problem. They had everything they needed. A pretty house with a pretty garden. They couldn't have asked for more. Being there for each other was the most important thing for them.

(Y/n) was always happy to wait for her husband to come back home from his dangerous job. At the same time she was always worried for him of course, but she trusted him and believed in him, knowing no limits, because she loved him.

Everything seemed to be fine in their lives together...

That is until one day a plague, known as 'black death' was around the corner, growing fear in every people.

They were lucky enough to avoid it for a long time, but then, tragedy reached the happy married couple too. The women fell sick.

"Michikatsu..." the sick woman called out to him, laying on her futon in their once shared bedroom. She was feeling weak. She knew that death was haunting her and the plague could end her life in a short amount of time.

It was one of the worst nightmares back in that time that could happen to mankind. Most victims died within four to seven days and (y/n) was suffering from it for the fifth day now.

She continued, her voice weak. "You shouldn't come this close to me... You might... get infected..."

The young man was on the verge of crying, kneeling by the edge of her futon, desperate to hold her hand, but he knew he mustn't. He was clutching his pants over his thighs, thinking about what he could do to ease the pain for his beloved. He shouldn't be near her at all, but he couldn't stay away. He wanted to see his wife. He didn't want her to suffer alone.

"My love, you can't ask me to leave you alone." He replied. "Especially when you suffer like this. We vowed to be there for each other through thick and thin, didn't we?"

"That's true... But I don't want you to get infected and die." With half closed eyes, his wife responded.

The man took a deep breath, before speaking up again. "The only thing that will end me will be the moment you die. How am I supposed to continue my life without you?"

"You must..."

"My life has no meaning if you are not by my side anymore. You are everything to me, darling. You know that..." The man was having a hard time fighting back his tears as he spoke through gritted teeth. "How could I-" his words got caught in his throat, holding back a sob.

His wife had a hard time breathing properly as she felt herself getting weaker. "My love..." She called out to Michikatsu, making the man dedicate all of his attention on her. It was hard for the both of them not to make any physical contact with each other. "Thank you... for everything..." she gently smiled. "I love you... and will always love you in the afterlife as well..."

"(Y/n)-"

"I'm sorry... I wish I could stay by your side for longer..."

"You don't have to apologize. It was me who failed to protect you, my love."

He blamed himself. Though of course it wasn't his fault at all. They were simply unlucky. For those few years of them being together, they stayed loyal and true to each other. They greatly cherised, trusted and respected each other no matter what, even when this tragedy happened.

The moment his wife stopped breathing, Michikatsu couldn't hold back any longer, his tears were falling on the tatami floor, his entire being full of sadness and sorrow. He was screaming. The pain he felt in his heart was like non other. He has never experienced such grief in his entire life before.

Seeing his wife's lifeless body in front of him made him feel like his entire world has burnt into ashes. He no longer had a reason to live. It was his wife who gave sense to his life. That's why it was an unbearable pain for him.

She was gone. He wailed... he cried... he screamed... as loud as he could, hoping that if she can hear him on her way to heaven, she would turn around and come back to him, wipe his tears and be with him as they promised each other.

"What a tragedy..." A deep voice from a man, surrounded by a cold, powerful aura found the crying man's ears.

The grieving man turned over his shoulder, only to see a tall male standing in the center of the opened sliding door. The darkness of the night and the rain behind him made it impossible for him to see his features. All he saw was two crimson eyes glowing on the mysterious man's face.

However it was enough for Michikatsu to identify him as nothing but a demon. He was ready to charge at him, gripping his katana beside him, yet somehow he didn't move a limb. Somehow he knew that this demon was different and he wasn't here to harm or consume him or his deceased wife.

And he was right. The demon had an offer. An offer which was tempting enough for Michikatsu to accept and he did. He no longer had a reason to stay here anyways.

He glanced at his wife's beautiful face for one last time before standing up on his feet and leave with the demon, soon turning into one himself, gifted with this power by Kibutsuji Muzan.

He felt like this was the greatest chance of his life. He lost everything and promised himself that even if it took thousands of years, he will find the soul of his wife again, because he believed that her soul will sooner or later find a new body to merge into.

Throughnout the years more demons joined the king. Among the upper ranked ones, Michikatsu, now known as Kokushibo was exceptional. Not only because of his strength, but his way of living. He had permission for many things the others didn't. His only task was to stay loyal to the king of demons and obey to his orders beside searching for his long lost love's soul.

He believed that she will reborn. He believed he could find her. Time didn't matter to him, since he was immortal. His only weakness was the sun, like every other demon's, so he could only continue his search at nights.

For hundreds of years his hope didn't falter. He was strong and determined enough to believe that he will find his wife. No matter what he has to do, he would do it in a heartbeat to see and talk to her again...

More than 500 years later...

(Y/n)'s POV:

"Congratulations, honey! We are so proud of you!" My mom said as she smiled along with my dad and three siblings as we sat in a restaurant at the same table. My mom called me here, telling me she needs to talk to me, and it turned out that they wanted to surprise me with this small dinner to congratulate me for moving up one step on the ladder in my job.

They were always sweet and dear to me. They were the main supporters in my life. Always there for me, always helping me whenever I needed it.

"Thank you." I smiled back at them.

My 10 year old sister leaned closer to me. "So does this mean that you can buy us more gifts?"

"What?" I laughed.

"You will earn more money now, right?"

I blinked at her and patted the top of her head.

"Yes!! Sis will buy us more presents than before!" My 8 year old brother yelled. My mom and dad immediately shushed him, because everyone in the restaurant were looking at us.

"Geez, you are so loud." My 16 year old sister spoke up this time. She was just like them when she was smaller, but she is a teenager now, so she mostly likes to be alone. She loved our younger siblings nevertheless. She just had a hard time showing it most of the time.

Meanwhile my dad spoke with the waiter who took our order and soon when our meals were done, we ate peacefully. Well, almost. My younger siblings always had something to say, but that's how it goes with kids I guess.

After our dinner my family went home together and I was left alone. I thought about my co-worker's offer on drinking with him to celebrate my promotion, but instead I texted him that I feel tired and want to go home.

I was certain that he was crushing on me, but he wasn't really my type. I wasn't lying though. I was really feeling tired. This day was a long one and I needed to rest.

'It's fine. Maybe next time. Good night to you (y/n).' he texted back to me.

Hopping in my car I fastened my seatbelt and drove off soon. At least the traffic wasn't as bad in the evening as in the mornings. Sometimes I rather go to work by train, because despite the crowd it's faster to get there.

My apartment wasn't anything special. Just a simple, cozy apartment with my belongings. Nothing luxurious, nothing more than necessary. A place where I can go to at the end of the day and start a new one after waking up. A place where I can be safe. The landlord and the people who lived in this building were all kind and nice to me. Fortunately I never had any problems with my neighbours.

Everything was perfect. Well, almost... Expect for one thing.

I knew that I should be grateful that I have no major problems in my life, yet I always felt like it lacked something. Every single day were the same. I woke up, went to work, spent time together with my family and friends and came home at the end of the day. The same cycle kept repeating as if I was stuck in a time loop. There was something I was missing, but I didn't know what it was.

Deep down I felt it. A kind of feeling similar to the one when you are so hungry you could eat a horse, but you don't know what you want to eat, and end up opening and closing your fridge all the time, in hope of finding something new in there you didn't see before.

There was something undescribable that made me feel empty...

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End of Chapter 1

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steddieas-shegoes · 2 years ago

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Request: wrong number au, Eddie texts Gareth something personal but puts in 1 wrong number & ends up texting Steve. The two of them hit it off & start chatting & then when they meet IRL they are completely head over heels in love & its cute as fuck

MY LOVE MY LOVE MY LOVE!!! LOVE A GOOD WRONG NUMBER AU!!! I can't believe I've never written it before now. I also had to actually include Gareth because I am actually obsessed with him lately, and I just think it's really neat that we can make these characters our own. This was such a fun and cute request! I didn't do the inappropriate route because I thought this was hilarious so sorry about that. I made up for it with something else! - Mickala ❤️

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GARE BEAR! You won’t believe it but i dropped my phone in a sewer. Lost everything.

He had never been so happy about having his closest friends’ numbers memorized. His phone was somewhere under the streets of Chicago, floating through dirty water and sewage, dying a slow and painful death.

He texted everyone else one at a time, let them know he had a new number and to completely delete the old one because it would never be recovered.

They were used to things like this happening; He lost his phone annually at this point and it was cheaper just to get a new number than transfer everything to a new one.

He went to dial Wayne, the old school part of him insisting on phone calls instead of texts still, when Gareth’s name popped up with a new text.

Not sure who Gare Bear is, but sorry about your phone. That’s shitty.

Eddie let out a loud laugh.

did you mean to make a pun?

Did it make you laugh?

yes

Then yes.

Eddie sat down on a bench, entirely focused on his conversation with this stranger.

Did you find your Gare Bear yet?

Not yet but i think i’m pretty happy talking to you for now

Smooth, Eddie.

Admittedly, he was in a hell of a dry spell.

Going on almost two years, actually.

A little flirting with a stranger never hurt anybody, not when he clearly needed some practice.

Not sure if your Gare Bear would like it very much though

Wait, what?

Eddie stared at his phone, trying to comprehend what that could mean. Why would Gareth not want him talking to a stranger?

I hope you find your partner though!

Oh.

Oh!

Eddie hit the call button in the corner before he could even register what he was doing.

“Hello?”

Oh no, he sounded hot.

“Hi. So, Gareth is very much not my partner. He probably actually wishes I would really forget his number,” Eddie rushed out.

“Um. Okay?”

“He’s been my best friend for ten years and he thinks I’m a mess. Not a partner,” Eddie further clarified.

“Got it. Not a partner.”

“Yes, exactly.”

They stayed silent for a moment before Eddie coughed.

“I’m Eddie, by the way.”

“Steve. Sorry about your phone, seriously that sucks,” he sounded genuinely apologetic, like he personally threw Eddie’s phone in the sewer.

“Oh, no big deal. I lose my phone more often than I go out with someone,” Eddie said.

Why did he say that?

Steve let out a laugh and it was like music.

Eddie couldn’t help the smile taking over his face at his laugh, already knew he wasn’t gonna be able to let this guy go without learning more about him.

“So you’re, what? Celibate?” Steve asked.

“Far from it. Well, maybe not far from it. Temporarily, maybe. It’s been a while,” Eddie admitted.

“How long?” Steve asked, a loud bang coming from his end of the phone. “Sorry, I had to go outside for some privacy.”

Eddie wasn’t going to read into that. He wasn’t.

“Two years give or take. I mean I’m not counting shitty dates that ended before they got worse. So, yeah. Two years.”

“Been a year for me, but. Yeah, I get it. My last relationship didn’t end on the best terms. She decided I was too in love with her I guess,” Steve sighed, voice sounding pained.

She.

Steve was probably straight.

There was no way he’d be lucky enough for Steve to like men.

Or for Steve to like him.

“I can’t really imagine breaking up with someone because they loved me too much. I’m usually the one who falls too hard,” Eddie admitted.

“Yeah, well, same here,” Steve sounded sad, a bit withdrawn.

Eddie wanted to hear him laugh again.

“I doubt either of us have ever fallen as hard as my phone did down a drain,” Eddie said sadly.

Steve let out a loud laugh and Eddie smiled.

“This might sound crazy, but I’m kind of glad your phone decided to live in the sewers,” Steve said when he finally calmed down. “And maybe a little too happy that you typed your friend’s number wrong.”

“Oh really? Why’s that?”

Was this flirting? Was he successfully having a flirtatious conversation with a potentially very hot guy?

“So I can be bold and ask if you maybe wanted to meet up somewhere?” Steve asked hesitantly.

“So you’re in Chicago?” Eddie asked.

“Yeah. You?”

“For the last five years, yeah.”

“You busy tonight?”

Eddie’s heart stopped.

He was really going to meet up with a stranger just because he liked his laugh and hoped he was hot.

He’d done more with less.

“Yeah, actually. I’m getting dinner with this guy I accidentally texted,” Eddie smirked, looking down at his feet.

“Dinner? What a lucky guy. Where are you going?” Steve sounded amused.

“Well, it depends on what he likes. I’ve been craving some pierogies. Ever been to Staropolska?” Eddie asked.

Gareth’s family owned it, and he used to eat there two or three times a week while they were in college, usually working off his bill in the kitchen doing dishes after.

He hadn’t been in a couple months, work keeping him busy and his budget being pretty tight when he moved into a studio apartment by himself.

He had enough to treat himself tonight though.

“The one on Milwaukee? Yeah. One of my favorite places to get devolay,” Steve sounded surprised that he knew it.

“You won’t believe this, but the friend I was trying to text when I got you, his family owns that place.”

“No way! Then we have to. We owe it to the guy who has almost my exact phone number,” Steve responded.

“Meet you there at seven?” Eddie asked, suddenly more nervous.

“Seven sounds good.”

“Okay.”

Steve giggled. Eddie fell in love.

“We should probably hang up.”

“Should we?” Eddie asked, not wanting to stop talking to him yet.

“Yes, I have to do my hair. Gotta impress the guy who drops his phone in the sewer and texts strangers about it.”

“He sounds like a loser. Don’t put too much effort in,” Eddie sighed. “But okay. See you at seven.”

“See you then.”

They both stayed on the line for a minute.

“Okay. For real. Bye,” Steve laughed.

“Bye, Stevie.”

He hung up before he could convince himself to talk to him for the rest of the afternoon.

He breathed out a loud sigh, smiling as he realized he had a date.

He dialed Gareth’s real number immediately.

“Gareth, I have a date!”

“What is this number, Eddie?”

“Oh, I dropped my phone in the sewers. Not important. I have a date!”

“Jesus Christ. Okay. Come over then.”

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Gareth had been his pre-date hype man since high school, though he wasn’t very good at it.

Mostly he calmed Eddie’s nerves and helped make sure his hair didn’t look like he just woke up, which was often its unfortunate state of being.

“So, you don’t know this guy,” Gareth said from his bed.

“No.”

“And you talked for like two seconds and decided you’re in love with him,” he continued.

“Yes.”

“And you think this is totally normal and sane?”

“I didn’t say that. But we just…I dunno. We clicked. I haven’t been that at ease with someone in a long time. It felt natural,” Eddie fell back on his bed, starfishing so his arm and leg hit Gareth’s legs.

“Dude, I’m not discouraging it. I’m happy for you. I just don’t want you to be disappointed if it isn’t as easy when you meet,” Gareth said softly.

“Yeah, thanks. I think it’ll be okay, though.”

“Alright. Tell babcia I’m coming by tomorrow for lunch.”

Eddie sat up and gave Gareth a quick hug.

“Thanks Gare Bear!”

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He arrived 20 minutes early so he could sneak in the back to say hi to Gareth’s grandmother, who still insisted on getting her hands on the food every day for a couple of hours despite being nearly 80 years old.

“Babcia!”

“Eddie! My kochany! You forget to visit and I forget what you look like!” she rushed over, flour and oil stains all over her apron.

He should have kept some distance so his shirt didn’t get ruined, but he ignored the part of his brain telling him to look perfect for his date so he could get a hug.

“You know I have to watch my money,” he said against her shoulder.

“And you know I feed you for free if you clean up after yourself. No excuse,” she pulled away and looked him over. “You look handsome. Why?”

Eddie put his hands on his hips.

“What? Don’t I always look handsome?”

“Of course, but this is different. Your hair is smooth and you smell like the perfume store,” she smirked. “Is it a girl? Or a boy? Or a someone?”

“It’s a boy. We’ve never met in person, so I wanted to make a good first impression,” he admitted.

“Oh! How lovely! What’s his name?” She was back to kneading dough, but kept her eyes on him.

“Steve. He actually has been here before, loves the devolay?”

Babcia froze.

“Steve? Oh goodness.” She turned to the sink and washed her hands, muttering under her breath about something.

Eddie’s heart sank. Babcia didn’t seem happy about this.

“What’s wrong? You know him?”

“Oh, yes.”

“Is he not a good guy? Has he been mean to you? I’ll call and cancel right now,” he insisted, reaching for his phone in his pocket.

“No, no. Nothing like that. He is a very sweet boy. He got broken up with in this restaurant a few months back. Tore me to pieces. He just sat here for hours crying. I moved him to a corner booth for his privacy and he left me a $100 tip and ever since then when he comes in I make sure to give him as many szarlotka as he wants.” She touched Eddie’s shoulder. “You be good to him. He has a nice heart.”

Eddie’s mind raced.

Why had Steve agreed to come here for a date if this is where he’d been broken up with? Why did he even bother coming back if it held such bad memories?

What if he didn’t see this as a date?

The front door chimed and he heard the employee at the front welcome someone.

“He will be good for you, drogi.”

Eddie nodded before making his way to the front, stopping in his tracks when he saw the most beautiful man he’d ever seen standing at the podium, talking to the employee with a smile.

“That’s him,” Babcia said from behind him. “Go get him.”

She shoved him forward, nearly making him trip, which caught the attention of Steve.

He looked over with a curious smile, and then realization seemed to hit him.

“Steve?” Eddie managed to ask, loud enough to be heard over the few full tables in the restaurant.

“Eddie?” he asked back, hesitantly moving towards him.

“I, um,” Eddie started, then cleared his throat. “I usually sit by the window, if that’s okay?”

“That’s perfect,” Steve nodded.

It was cliche, like the room around them closed into just them existing together, like the stars had aligned exactly right for this moment to happen.

They sat down at the table Eddie usually sat at, staring across the table at each other in slight awe.

Eddie really hoped that Steve was having the same feelings he was.

But one thing was stopping Eddie from being completely enraptured.

“Is this a date?” he asked suddenly.

“What?” Steve seemed surprised by his question. “I mean, yeah. I’d like it to be. I thought it was.”

Eddie nodded once, but remained quiet, thinking.

“Oh God, it wasn’t, was it? You were just being nice. What is it with this restaurant? If I didn’t love the food so much or babcia, I would never step foot here again, I swear-”

Eddie put his hand on Steve’s to calm him down, frown on his face.

“Woah. What?”

“I just. I don’t have the best history with dates here and I guess I didn’t learn the first time something bad happened, and now I’m being too much too fast again in this place and-”

Eddie pulled Steve’s hand up to his face, placing a soft kiss to his knuckles.

“Stevie, calm down. This is a date. I’ll have as many dates here as you want to to get rid of whatever negative stuff you associate with this place. Babcia would hate that I ruined this place for you,” he said quietly.

Steve seemed to relax at his words.

And if you wanna tell me about what happened, you can. If it’ll help,” Eddie offered.

Before Steve could reply, Gareth’s cousin, Ben, came to take their order.

It was a quick order, both knowing exactly what they wanted, and then Steve looked back at him.

“It’s just. My last girlfriend, who I was with for almost three years, dumped me here. It was kind of out of the blue for me, and I had a really hard time that night.”

Eddie felt his heart break.

How could someone do that to Steve? He didn’t need to know him better to know that he didn’t deserve that, especially not if babcia had taken him under her wing so quickly.

“She must be awful to have let you go like that,” Eddie squeezed Steve’s hand in his, resisting the urge to go to his side of the table and hold him.

Steve shrugged and looked down at their hands.

“I mean, I should have known. She was never much for romance or spending time together that didn’t involve work or school. I was looking at engagement rings and she was looking at apartments to get away from me. I was just…really blinded by what I thought was love,” Steve smiled sadly at him.

“It wasn’t?”

“Well, it may have been a type of love. It was more comfort than anything. She was kind of all I had for the first year we were together, and I think I just ignored how unhealthy that was for both of us. And then I met Robin in college, and she was like the opposite of Nancy in every way. A few months before Nancy broke up with me, I told her that Robin’s parents kicked her out when she came out to them and that she needed a place to stay until we graduated. She agreed, then never made any attempt at getting to know her. And I didn’t read into it, Nancy isn’t like, super talkative with people she isn’t already close with, and Robin just kinda stayed to herself when Nancy was home.” Steve took a shaky breath. “But it turns out she didn’t bother getting to know her because she already knew she was gonna break up with me and leave the apartment to me and Robin, so.she just. Didn’t bother. Robin warned me, but I didn’t listen.”

Eddie wanted to cry.

Steve’s voice was full of pain, but not in a way that told him he still loved her, or still hoped they would get back together. More that she broke a part of him that he still hadn’t been able to fix no matter how hard he tried or wanted to.

“Was she jealous?” Eddie asked, trying so hard to understand what could have happened.

“I dunno. I mean, Robin’s a lesbian, and I definitely never had feelings for her anyway. Nancy was always so sure of herself, I can’t imagine she’d be jealous.”

“It sounds like she didn’t appreciate you very much.”

“What do you mean?” Steve didn’t sound mad, just curious.

“Well, she didn’t even make an effort to get to know your best friend, right? And it sounds like she was too busy focusing on her future to even think about what you looked like in it, and instead of trying to plan it with you, she made a future for her. She sounds a bit selfish,” Eddie shrugged.

Instead of being upset, Steve laughed.

God, Eddie loved that laugh.

“Sorry, it’s just that you sound exactly like Robin. You’d probably be two peas in a pod.”

“Tell me about her,” Eddie genuinely wanted to know more about the person who kept Steve going.

Their food arrived in the middle of the story of how Steve and Robin met, but it didn’t stop him from continuing.

Eddie listened with a fond smile, filling in Steve’s gaps of silence as he chewed a bite of food with questions or something related to what he’d been talking about.

It was easy.

It was fun.

Halfway through the meal, Steve’s foot rested against one of his and it felt like electricity shooting through his bones.

Eddie told him about Gareth, and his family who had pretty much adopted him when they both moved here from a small town in Indiana. He talked about his uncle who raised him for most of his life, who visited every Christmas despite being on a really tight budget.

Time passed quickly, but not at all.

They hadn’t realized how long they’d been sitting there until babcia came out without her apron to hand deliver an apple tart.

“You boys enjoy. I’ll see you both soon!” she said as she smacked a kiss on top of each of their heads.

Both of them blushed, but tried to cover it up with a bite of food.

As they finished, Steve looked outside to see how dark it was, how few people were left walking the streets.

“Guess we should head out,” he muttered, sounding like that was the last thing he wanted to do.

“Would you wanna come to my place? We don’t have to do anything except talk, I promise. I just don’t really want this to end yet,” Eddie suggested.

“Really? I haven’t bored you?” Steve asked, just a hint of self-deprecation in his tone.

Eddie shook his head.

“Not at all. I’d really like to get a chance to love you the way you deserve,” Eddie said.

Steve’s eyes widened.

Eddie should back up, should say something less intense.

But if this ruined it, then at least he said what he was thinking.

“You think you could love me?” Steve asked, barely more than a whisper.

“I think I already do a little,” Eddie admitted.

Steve blinked at him for a moment, mouth slightly agape.

“I need to kiss you,” he finally said.

“Now? Here?” Eddie smiled.

“Now. Here.”

“I won’t stop you.”

Steve stood from the table and stood in front of Eddie, placing both hands on his cheeks and leaning down.

Their lips brushed in a barely-there kiss, softer than Eddie expected.

Steve stayed there for a moment, eyes closed, and Eddie couldn’t help the words tumbling from him.

“You’re the most beautiful person I’ve ever seen.”

If someone had said it to him, he would think they were just trying to get him into their bed, but that wasn’t the case here and he hoped Steve knew that.

“People used to call me a charmer, but I don’t think I’m half as good at it as you,” Steve whispered, his breath ghosting against Eddie’s lips.

“Just honest.”

“Take me home,” Steve said, opening his eyes and staring at Eddie, his eyes glowing with something close to love.

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They stayed up all night, never doing more than kissing and mapping out patterns on each others’ skin.

They talked about everything, even the painful parts of life, even the parts that they hadn’t shared with anyone else.

It didn’t make any sense that someone who had been a stranger not even 24 hours ago could already mean so much.

When the sun started to shine through the curtains of Eddie’s apartment, Steve sighed and buried his face in Eddie’s neck.

“I have to go to work,” though he burrowed his entire body further into the bed and Eddie’s side.

“You could call in sick,” Eddie suggested, pressing a kiss to the top of Steve’s head.

“Robin would kill me.”

He and Robin worked together as team teachers at an elementary school. When one of them missed, it left the other with 34 kids alone.

Plus, Steve loved his job, worked hard to be a teacher, and hated missing a day if he didn’t need to.

“Maybe you could bring Robin here after work? I can make dinner?” Eddie’s job was pretty easy, marketing for an Indie record label based out of New York remotely really kept him busy for a couple hours a day and the rest of the time was spent writing his own music.

Steve sat up and looked down at him, his hair ruffled from Eddie running his fingers through it for the last eight hours.

“You’d wanna meet Robin?”

“Yeah, if you want me to. She sounds like fun.”

Steve started crying.

“Oh shit, I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to make you cry. Good job, Munson, already ruined something good,” Eddie was reaching for a tissue from his bedside table.

“No, no, I’m sorry. I’m just tired and emotional. And just. It means a lot that you’d wanna meet her,” Steve said between gasps for air as he continued to cry.

“Of course I do. I could even invite Gareth over, too, if you want. He won’t believe that our date went well,” Eddie joked, brushing the tears away from Steve’s cheeks.

“I’d love to meet him,” Steve said, sniffling.

“When can you guys get here?”

“Usually we’re done by four, but sometimes we stay later to finish grading stuff. Maybe we should say six?”

“Got it. Any allergies?”

“Robin is allergic to shellfish. She says she is. I think she just doesn’t like them,” Steve rolled his eyes.

“No shellfish, got it. Any preferences, my love?”

Steve blushed at the term of endearment, looking down before he leaned in to kiss Eddie softly.

“Anything you make will be great.”

“You wanna borrow some clothes for work?” Eddie asked.

“Do you have any business casual stuff?”

Eddie gagged.

“Unfortunately, it’s required for the job sometimes. Far left of the closet should have something,” he nodded towards the small closet by the bathroom.

Eddie watched as Steve walked over and picked out his only pair of khaki pants and a navy button down. Steve looked back at him and winked before he nodded towards the bathroom.

“Could use some help working the shower if you’re willing to,” he smirked.

Eddie jumped up from the bed and ran into the bathroom, ignoring the way Steve was laughing.

“The hot water is tricky sometimes. I should probably get in there too to make sure it stays hot,” Eddie said as he stripped off his pants.

“Definitely. Wouldn’t want me to get cold,” Steve put a hand on his shoulder to slow him down. “Kiss me?”

Eddie leaned in to kiss him slowly, letting his tongue brush along his lips just to get a taste.

“Okay?” Eddie checked in.

“Yeah. You remember what you said last night? About loving me like I deserve?”

Eddie nodded.

“I want you to. And I want to love you back.”

“I think we can arrange that.”

#steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #stranger things #gareth emerson #wrong number au #modern au #ficlet #request #getting together

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nogenderbee · 9 months ago

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♡˗ˏ✎*ೃ˚ 𝔸𝕤𝕤𝕦𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕞𝕪 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕣 ₊˚ˑ༄

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ @stellas-starry-stories13 request: reqs are still open????

damn bro

did you like increase the amount of reqs or smth

Anyway

akito, toya, and rui with a gf who can sing rlly good but she doesnt think so and like they basically have to convince her she has talent

ty pookie

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Kinda yeah hihi I usually do 10 and this time I did 15 >:D Anyway hope you don't mind the fact I made it little oneshot hihi 🤭

Anyway I had a bit of fun here so I really hope you'll also like it!!

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ fluff, TW: small swear in Akito part

Akito came over to the playground the two of you were often meeting up. He saw you using this time to practice so he quietly walked closer and closer behind you. He didn't wanted to be creepy but also knew if you hears him, you'd stop singing... And can you really blame him for just wanting to enjoy the beautiful melody?

"Goddamn why the high note..."

He could hear you complain to yourself... and just by the way you couldn't reach the high note, he could hear your voice was most definitely strained...

"Don't. You'll make your vocal cords worse."

"A-Akito?! When did you got here?!"

"Just a while ago. Here."

He replied shortly an just reached out his right hand holding bottle of water for you to take.

"Take it easy."

"Eh... I seriously want to learn how to sing finally..."

"You're already great at singing, don't bullshit me. I'll shut up your mouth myself if I'll have to. You're literally one of the best singers I know so don't damage your throat like that."

He said a bit done with how self conscious you seem to be about your singing, when he's admiring it every time he hears your voice! It's him who's supposed to be jealous of the other's talent here, not you!

He only furrowed his eyebrows more and crossed his arms when he saw how unconvinced you looked. With small sigh he realized there might be just one way for you to listen to him...

"You're... actually my idol, believe it or not..."

"I... am... what...?"

You stops there just looking at each other in silence, you trying to figure out if he's serious, while he tries to nad faint from emberassment.

"Let's get this date going. What was it? Cafe?"

He said standing up straight and turning towards exit of the playground, thinking he found great excuse to forget about what he said and takw your attention somewhere else.

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@bleachtheidiot @akitosheart @yulikesminori @miya-akane @hayillaaaaaaa @stellas-starry-stories13 @hakulivesformusic @luhvashh @akiritoz @sucodelaranja86 @aluvslink - come get your pancakes lover!

Toya thought it's gonna be a normal home date for you! He casually rang on your doorbell, hoping for you to answer, but when he was on 5th ring, you didn't answer the door or any of his phonecalls... he got seriously worried... So he used the spare keys you gave him in case of an emergency and opened the door for himself.

"Y/N? I'm sorry for barging in like this but... you didn't answer and I'm really worried now... Are you alright? Did something happen?"

He slowly walked into house, raising his voice ever so slightly to make his presence known. His legs slowly lead him to your room... he also gave a little knock on the door once he arrived, but he was a little hesitant when he heard you were apparently... listening to his groups song?

After few minutes you opened the door for him a little bit surprised. But before you could even said anything, he quickly explained himself, not wanting you to have any bad suspicions about him.

"You weren't answering at doorbell or my phone calls... I got worried and used the spare keys. I'm sorry..."

"No, no... it's my fault for listening to music too loudly..."

He looked over at your computer screen and noticed the song named "Aun no Beats", covered by Vivid BAD SQUAD. His first thought was that you might be having negative thoughts about yourself again, but he didn't wanted to jump into conclusions... so he decided to ask first.

"May I ask why were you listening to my groups song?"

"I just... you sound really nice in that cover! And... I just wanted to... enjoy it?"

It was clear lie to him. Now he was sure you were doubting your singing talent again, so he swiftly took your hands into his and placed a soft kiss on it's back, not hiding with his words he knows true reason behind your actions.

"You're amazing singer, my dear... Every time I hear your voice, it feels like my voice is being blessed by an angel... You're incredible at what you're doing, trust me."

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@bleachtheidiot @akitosheart @yulikesminori @toyaswif3y @miya-akane @toyaslove @stellas-starry-stories13 @sucodelaranja86 - come get your cookie lover!

Since Rui has practice with his group today and you were free, and he didn't wanted to leave you alone... he invited you to join! He honestly didn't mind you wanted to sit in audience~ Everyone have their preferences after all!

But nonetheless, he still kept a close eye on you when he performed... and he was glad he did because he noticed that look in your eyes that told him everything. The way you were sadly looking at the current singer... the way your face turned into a frown during someone's higher notes... he could tell you were thinking about your own talent not being enough again...

So the first chance he got, he approaches you sneakily and surprised you with sudden hug! He tried to appear cheerful to not let you know he figures you out, so you wouldn't turn to defensive mode.

"How's my pretty singer doing~?"

"Oh- uh... I'm good! But I wouldn't say I'm-"

"Yes, you are... You're great singer, darling. Please don't doubt yourself..."

In the end he can't hold back the honesty... he just finds it so hard to believe, how someone as amazing as you doesn't see what an amazing person they actually are...

"Just trust me on this one! It's not any plan or trick, I promise on RoboNene!"

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@bleachtheidiot @akitosheart @yulikesminori @toyaswif3y @superstar-ethereal @stellas-starry-stories13 @alicewinterway18 @hakulivesformusic @sucodelaranja86 @sillykana-13 @aluvslink - come get your crazy inventor~

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thetreallysblog · 3 months ago

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DR. KEL'S DIARIES DAY 1

So, here goes nothing...

Dr. Kel, huh? Well, I guess it's time to start behaving like a real doctor and writing my "genious" thoughts in a diary and all that. Still don't feel like I belong on this job, even though they took me in so willingly and said I was "just what they were looking for". Well, maybe after all these years my efforts in this useless field are finally paying off. And maybe Ena is right and that's what's good for me. Not that I am fit to do anything else in life.

Anyway, tomorrow's my first day at Alpen Signal Observatorium as the new Lead Astronomer. Sounds good, doesn't it? Too good, I think, but I hope that's just me being the same old paranoid me.

Anyway, time to get some rest, pack my stuff (DON'T FORGET KELJOY!!!), and head to Dukeltaler Forest. My shift starts at midnight, and Dr.Bao told me It's gonna be a long walk to the base from the entrance. Let's hope for the best.

NOTE TO SELF: If the job was so good, why did that Dee guy just leave so abruptly? Shady...

DAY 1

TODO

- Find the base and settle in DONE

- Check the machinery DONE

- Report to Dr.Bao and receive briefing DONE

- Perform on-site maintenance if required DONE

0:54 - Arrived at the base. What a shithole. I knew this was too good to be true. "Comfortable work environment" my ass! I should just leave and never ever return here, Bao and Lea can shove it. But I can't let Ena down. Not after everything she did for me. So... I guess I'm staying. I've been through worse. I can ignore the stench while I try to fathom how to even begin cleaning this all up. At least the tech seems to be working fine. For now, at least. I need to find out what happened to Dr.Dee. This isn't normal, you can't just casually fuck up a facility so badly. As soon as I find how to turn on more lights I'm gonna look around, hopefully something about him and about what the hell happened is still here somewhere.

1:09 - Found the switches. Let there be light! Everything looks even worse when I can actually see it. Dee, what kind of a person were you? Why did you do this? I'll get to the bottom of this and, hopefully, not vomit all over the station in the process. There is some kind of a quad in the garage, could be useful, but I don't like the idea of going around these forests at night. Radar is picking up something out there. Animals, most likely, but I already feel to uneasy already to go and scare myself even more. At least the doors are locked tight. I guess I could take a breather and run a test signal before exploring further.

NOTE TO SELF: I should seriously change these passcodes, I'm glad they're there, but I would feel safer if security codes were, you know, secure.

1:23 - Well, fuck. I guess I jinxed it. Foxtrot server is down. I’m not going out there to fix it. Not now. I hope I'll manage to complete the test run without it.

1:31 - WHAT THE FUCK. Something is SERIOUSLY messed up about this place. I checked the basement. It is even worse than I imagined, believe it or not. Smells like something straight up died in there. Or someone. I don't like this train of thought, but what is there to do? This shithole is absolutely trashed, the last researcher is missing and I am stuck in here at night. Fuck. Also, there are these creepy mannequins all over the place, there's this weird machinery below me and the radar keeps picking up movement in the forest. Fuck you, Bao, this is not what I signed up for. I really hope Dee is not in there somewhere. I really, really hope.

1:45 - Took Keljoy down here with me. I don't want to go out there anymore. Forget outside, I don't feel safe INSIDE this fucking place. I don't wanna be here, I don't wanna do this damn job. Not like this. I am not ready for this. I AM NOT READY FOR THIS.

1:50 - Delta is down too. Shit shit shit shit shit.

I am NOT going out there. I should have stayed home. Work a 9 to 5, play video games, drink evenings away and just live my life slowly and calmly like everybody else does. But no, I wanted to be a REAL SCIENTIST. Now I'm stuck here. Fucking perfect.

2:15 - Finished processing the first signal. It's a dud, as usual, but at least everything works and doing this somewhat helps me calm down. I am exhausted, but I’m too afraid to walk back out there. I need to keep working.

3:09 - The nightmares are back. Fuck. Guess I fainted from exhaustion and stress of this goddamn night, but not without seeing the fucking benadryl man lookalike again. I hoped I was a;ready past that, but I guess not. Feel like absolute shit, but at least I'm not shaking anymore. I need to get a grip. I hear and see things in the room, but I really REALLY hope it's just my imagination and lack of sleep. This fucking station is getting to me.

4:35 - I cleaned up the room, sorted some smaller rubbish (there was some book about recycling in the garage, I think, so it may be useful), my mind is a bit clearer now. The servers are jamming one by one, but the satellites still somewhat work, thank god. I even cleaned one window (Ena would be so proud, wish she was here). I am tired as fuck, but you know what? Nothing got me, I am still alive. I was washing that window with the darkness outside staring at me and I'm still here. Exposure therapy, I guess, or whatever my doctors calls facing my fears. I saw the stars. That's why I am here. The stars. And I'm not letting an old hoarer, some faulty servers and wild animals get in my way. Time to work.

NOTE TO SELF: There seems to be some sort of bunker (?) outside. I should investigate when I get the chance.

6:27 - Found graffiti under the table. "Don't believe anything they tell you". As if I would, anyway. But, apart from this crap the graffiti has tally marks. This Dee guy was here for a long time, judging by them. Wonder what the hell happened that drove him to do THIS to the station. But, I guess being an astronomer is not that different than being a lighthouse keeper. Some just don't make it through as sane as they came in.

8:08 - The sun is starting to come up, so I've finally found courage to go outside. The place is actually quite pleasant and peaceful with some light. The forests at night are creepy as fuck, though. There is indeed a something like a bunker right outside the base. And I can't just guess my way through the locked door. Guess Dee did think about security when It mattered to him. What could be in there, that is more important to guard than the base and himself? I hope to find out eventually. I fixed the generators and rebooted some servers, so the base will work a while longer, hopefully. Bao should seriously invest in some better equipment, if this facility is as important as he claims. Also, I tested the drone delivery system an it, thankfully, seems to be working without a hitch. At least something here does. I also found a pack of cigarettes in one of the generator offices. Yeah, I promised Ena to quit, but for fuck's sake, I deserve this right now. Sorry, Ena. I needed this.

8:21 - There is also a new face at the main office, it seems. Someone I don't know. Someone called Dr.Noa, who emailed me about some sort of photo-op. This wasn't in my contract, but what the hell, sure. At least photography is something I actually like.

8:55 - Went out and fixed all the servers. I guess Bao wants me not only to maintain, but also to finance this base and it's upgrades out of my pocket. Fucking hell.

NOTE TO SELF: There are a lot of crew quarters around the compound and even the base seems equipped for at least a six man team. Why did they send me here alone? Is the rest of the team coming when I fix things up? I'll need to ask Bao about it. Let's hope he'll answer, for once.

10:06 - Tidied up the place a bit. Without all this crap around the base can even be somewhat cozy. At least now I can work, eat and sleep in peace and not feel that I'm drowning in shit. Small step for a cleaner, giant leap for Dr.Kel. The signals are coming along nicely too. Nothing interesting, mostly space noise, but that's to be expected. Maybe this assignment wasn't so bad after all? Wish I could contact Ena, but the phone they left me is busted and I don't even know her work mail, so waiting for her letter it is.

NOTE TO SELF: Be EXTRA careful with the drives. I don't want another explosion to rip my arms off or, what's worse, break my glasses.

11:19 - Managed to upgrade the processing computer. The signals are much cleaner now, so I hope they will be more useful to the lab and I'll get more money for them. Listened through the processed ones, so creepy, so alien... but nothing of importance, sadly. Still space noise as mundane as it comes.

12:01 - It's bright enough that the outside looks like a real resort paradise now, especially from the top of the tower. I'm getting used to it, but I think I'm starting to like it here. Maybe the first night was some sort of hazing? A poorly timed prank from Dee to the next in line? A test of resolve from Bao? Maybe it was just a regular night here and my mental state just wasn't the best for this sort of thing. Who knows. But now I've gotten into the work rhythm and I'm looking into the stars, it's actually kinda nice. I took the ATV for a drive to fix some of the servers, useful piece of gear, though I don't think I'm fit to drive it too often, not with my vision and especially not at night.

NOTE TO SELF: I should have taken those driving lessons when I still had the chance...

13:46 - Managed to find and fix a printer. Now I can print photos for Noa (And print some of my own photos for later analysis and maybe for evidence). Something is not right here. I found some notes around the compound, that points to there being a team, as I thought. At least there is supposed to be a maintenance crew. Where is everybody? Why am I alone here? Could Dee have something to do with this or was he also all alone out here? Too many questions and too many bureaucratic walls between me and the answers. I need to keep investigating. And working, of course. Wouldn't want to raise suspicion from Bao.

NOTE TO SELF: What are those stains in the break room? Blood? Whose blood could it be? I might need to keep a photo as evidence.

14:51 - A stench started to come from one of the vent on the ceiling and the flies are driving me crazy. Either a rat died somewhere in the ventilation or Dee managed to get his garbage even in there. I need to get up there and clean it, but how the fuck am I supposed to do it? This fucking base, man, I swear to god...

15:58 - Found a strange cabin in the forest. And I really do mean strange. Fucking bizarre, even. It's been boarded up as if someone was trying to hide from something in there. There are also old bloodstains inside. What the fuck happened in there? I'm starting to like this less and less. I tried to write off blood in the cafeteria and everybody leaving to drunk fights with Dee and budget cuts, but the more I explore, the creepier it gets once again. Before I took the job I haven't even heard much about Dunkeltaler forest, so I assumed this was going to be a small isolated job for them to dump students in. But this is a large base, which requires a large number of people to operate. And the last crew was also seeing and hearing things around the place before disappearing. What the fuck happened here before I arrived? Who or what else is in these forests with me?

NOTE TO SELF: I don't like it, but I need to return there with the camera while there is still sunlight. I need to get to the bottom of this, because it seems I'm staying here anyway. So I need to collect evidence.

16:48 - I went there again. Into that abandoned house in the forest. It is even creepier, now that I'm actually looking at the details. I am sure someone got killed there, there's so much blood. Fuck. Here goes my newfound comfort in this place. What the fuck. There was also a skull of some animal and a lot of creepy fucking trophies on the walls. Also, I've found an axe, it's relatively clean, but who knows what they did with it. I took pictures and took the axe back to base for self-defense. I pray I won't need it. This all seemed... ritualistic, but what kinds of rituals do people even do in these mountains? Should've researched local folklore. I'm feeling sick. The guys before me, Dee, or maybe just some local hunters did something at that fucking house, I'm afraid to even imagine what. Summoned some kind of demon? Creepy, but, thankfully I'm not in a horror flick. But real-life alternatives are even scarier. Did some satanic psycho murder the previous crew? Is he out there? Did Dee do this? I mean, the man was far gone mentally, judging from the state of the base. What did he find in these fucking woods that made him snap? I don't want to believe it was him, though, because if it was, and if he's still here somewhere, that means I'm absolutely FUCKED. Dee knows the codes. I think he would know how to get in and out of this base. I don't feel safe in here at all. I NEED TO CHANGE THE DAMN CODES ASAP. No. Why am I even still here? Fuck the codes, fuck this base and fuck this damn job. I don't want to die here. I need to try to get out. Time to run.

17:19 - I am stuck in here. THEY FUCKING LOCKED ME IN HERE. I went back to the entrance, the "security outpost" is a fucking joke, but I guess they wanted me to think that. They knew I'd try to escape. They even left a fucking drive-shaped cake for me outside. Smug bastards. The compound is surrounded by a second fence that I can't get through. It wasn't here when I arrived. I would've seen it. What the fuck? Why the fuck? They wanted me in here. This was planned, but why? What is so special about a dilapidated relay base? Why did they want ME here? I knew I got the job too easily. I fucking knew it. But still, why? I am nothing special, and neither is this base. As far as bases go, it's pretty standard, even somewhat underequipped. So what the hell happened here? What killed the last crew? Where did Dee go? Am I a sacrifice to some fucking deer god, is that it? Too many questions. Too many damn coincidences. I am tired. I want to go home. I'm so fucking tired. I need a break, and then I'm gonna go and search for another way out of here, while the sun is still up.

NOTE TO SELF: Is Ena in on this? Did she know? I don't want to even think about it, but she was the one who offered me this job in the first place. Why? What do they all want me to do here? This is too much security for a single nerd collecting space noise. Why, Ena? What did I do wrong? What the fuck did I do to you to deserve this?

18:04 - Alright. I'm stuck here for at least another night. I was scared, I was angry. Now I need a cool head to make it through another night. Let's assess the situation:

- I am stuck in an abandoned relay compound.

- The compound is surrounded by two walls. Leaving is not an option.

- My contact with the outside is limited to sending parcels with work data or garbage for disposal. I can't send emails. Only receive them.

- They don't respond to my letters in the parcels (Automated responses, maybe?)

That's the facts I have to work with. Verdict - no contacting the authorities, no help, nothing. I'm on my own.

Let's look at the bad stuff:

- The last crew that worked here (I think 5-6 people, not including Dr.Dee) is missing and presumed dead.

- Dr.Dee likely went insane from isolation in the base and killed the crew.

- There is a ritual site in an abandoned hut in the woods.

- There is blood around the base and in the hut.

- Someone or something that killed the last crew is likely still here.

- The axe I found in the hut could be the murder weapon.

Worst case scenario - Dee is the killer and still out there, that means I'm not safe in here, he knows the codes to get inside. Best case scenario - somebody else attacked and killed everyone including Dee, that at least (HOPEFULLY) leaves me safe if I lock the doors and keep watch. What a fucked up choice I have, huh?

Now, to the positives:

- I have the hut axe with me for self-defense.

- I have other tools for safe defense and I can use tables to barricade the main room doors if I need to.

- The base and garage doors are locked, I set up a security camera out back and I have a lookout point in the main room.

- I have enough food and water to last the night and a bag to sleep in (As if I could sleep at a time like this).

- I made pictures for evidence and printed them out. Set up an evidence board. If I'm stuck here might as well investigate, so I can bring this to the police when I get out.

I'm relatively safe here. At least I feel safe. For now. The cigarettes certainly help, shame I only got one pack. I can make it through another night, I'm ready for it.

And that all leaves me with the questions:

- Who killed the last crew?

- Where are the bodies? (Not sure I want to know, really, but that would help me uderstand what happened).

- Where is the killer? (Nobody appeared for the entire day I was here, I sure hope it stays that way, but where could he be? Or maybe there is more than one, though I dread that thought).

- Why did ASO send me here and lock me up?

- DID ENA KNOW ABOUT THIS?

- What is so special about this signal they insist I process them even in these conditions? (red herring form Bao to distract me with work?)

- What drove Dee to trash the base?

- What sort of ritual were they performing in these woods?

- Why did they choose me to send here?

So, I know that I know basically fucking nothing. I really wish I at least had SOME sort of outside contact. I need to try and sneak more letters into the disk and garbage boxes, maybe someone will eventually respond. I don't see a way out of here YET. But I will find it. While I'm at it I need to at least try to keep calm.

And I suppose I have to keep working to throw off Bao and the rest of the bastards at the main base. I can't let them know I'm onto something. I can't let them know I'm scared. And I am. I am so fucking scared and tired and afraid to show it even to myself. Fuck, Kel. You got yourself in deep shit again, haven't you? I need to rest. Long night ahead.

22:41 - I found human remains in the basement. WHAT THE FUCK. Could this be Dr.Dee? Fuck. FUCK. Who or WHAT could've done this to a person? I don't even think a human could do something like this. What the fuck is going on here? I locked all the doors and blocked off the damn basement for now. I should be safe. I am safe in here. I told myself I was ready, didn't I? As if that makes it any easier to accept. Somebody's fucking body is here with me. I can't even call it a body anymore. What did they do to him? What did you send me into, Ena? I try tell myself I'm safe right now, locked up in the base, but I don't fucking know anymore. I'm seeing things again. Dark figures just out of sight. I need to sit down, I can't take this anymore. I am so tired. I want to go home. I didn't want any of this. I just want to go home.

23:43 - The radar is signaling. Something is here. Something appeared in the forest. I think it's coming to the base. shit shit shit shit shit shit shit shit shit

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iknowher · 8 months ago

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　𓍢🌴　sum.��𓂃　what happens when your boss get pregnant, and you're forced to take care of her office in sweet ol' paris? 　𓍢🍍　cw.　𓂃　no smut but does have sexual undertones. reader gets called pet names quite often.. and described as female. emily in paris spoilers (not major) 　𓍢🌊　wc.　𓂃　~2.5k ⠀ ۪ ⠀✿　my note！　so.. this is heavily inspired by emily in paris 'cus i honestly think it's a good series imo

you lived in a suburban area, somewhere in nagoya. you also heard stories about paris— that it was the city of love. the longer you think about it, the more you get nauseous. it started with one phone call. you quickly hurried to it as it started ringing an obnoxious loud tone. you grabbed the phone rapidly, curious on who it was. with a swipe of your finger to the right, you picked up. you still recognized that voice— it was your boss. ‘’hey!’’ she said in a cheery manner, the audio was quite glitchy the more she spoke and some parts weren’t even audible— it wasn’t strange, she lived in central tokyo.

‘’hi? is there anything?’’ you asked in a polite manner, wondering why she was calling at 1 am. you were in the bathroom, getting ready to go to bed peacefully. ‘’yeah— sooo.. i’m pregnant.’’ ‘’HUH? what? when? how—’’ she interrupts you in the middle of your rambling by letting out a chuckle. ‘’silly. that doesn’t matter. but what does matter is i’m going on preg’ leave.’’ she thinks for a moment, ‘’ah… also, i need you to take care of my office in paris..’’ she trails off, not sure if you were going to be happy about it— you didn’t really have a choice. your eyes light up, it was like a kid getting invited to disneyland— but this was much better than disneyland. this was PARIS. the city of looooove. your crowded thoughts quickly disappear when she says, ‘’remember, it’s for 6 months. and it’s no vacation, you still gotta work.’’ you frown, knowing that you’d still have to be forced to partake in boring ass projects. ‘’sounds good. when?’’

‘’tomorrow.’’ your heart basically drops, seriously? tomorrow? dammit— now you’d have to worry about packing in, instead of sleeping like normal. and is it even that good? you’d probably have to learn french, the culture.. everything that comes along with it. wait— hold on. how could you forget? you also had a boyfriend here, in japan. and you’d somehow have to beg him to come to paris with you— but he’s basically a workaholic! you hang up on your bosswithout realizing it, you were frantically calling nanami. ‘’hello, darling?’’ he says in a puzzled tone to the phone’s speaker. ‘’oh. yeah, hi nanami— something supa’ important.’’ you weren’t sure how you’d tell him, i mean… it’s such a big responsibility for you, and for him.. you didn’t even know where he’d work at. maybe the office you were at? maybe he doesn’t even like working there. you were so clueless, but you just decided to say it straight-up. ‘’i’m going to paris. tomorrow. you’re coming with me!’’ you hadn’t realized it yet, but you were begging him. ‘’what..?’’ he stammers, confused what you were talking about it. ‘’honey— you know i can’t come to paris. and definitely not tomorrow.’’ ‘’nanami. this is no vacation— i’m going there for 6 months. for work. my (former) boss is going on pregnancy leave, and i have to take care of her office in paris.’’ you try to explain, not sugarcoating anything.

‘’sorry, i can’t do it.’’ he said in a stern manner, a huge contrast to your behavior. your heart double-dropped. what is this feeling? heartbreak? probably. ‘’and. i don’t wanna do long distance…’’ you furrow your eyebrows, was he.. breaking up with you? instead of responding, you hung up.

who cares? you’d had bigger issues anyway. right?? like packing in for, for paris! oh no.. you were one minor inconvenience away from a full-blown breakdown. you hurried to grab a stable suitcase. let’s not talk about the metallic hello kitty pattern on it. you were sure people were gonna comment on it, but whatever. confidence is key! (damn, you can recite positivity quotes like a song in your head— but that’s not gonna help anything)

you waddled to the closet, to shove as much as you can in your suitcase. are you sure that’s not a bit overboard..? you knew deep down you’d probably be forced to pay a mandatory fee for your fatass luggage. you put other basic amenities in, till your case couldn’t even be shut. is this overpackeritis? if so, you were probably diagnosed with it. you had to take some (a lot) of items, even your most memorable ones! like your hello kitty hairbrush. oh god. we’re not a hello kitty girl, right? even though it’s only been, what, 10 minutes? you felt your hands cramp up from carrying that heavy suitcase to one room to another. it’s good that you finished packing in. you walked— no, jumped on your bed before falling fast asleep. wow, that’s one sure way to get over a breakup… by sleeping it off! ring.. ring.. ring.. you heard your doorbell go off like 5 times. ‘’madam! mademoiselle! you are going to miss your flight!’’ the male.. and presumably french taxi driver shouts from the door. you rubbed your eyes, before quickly heading downstairs with your suitcase in hand. shit! you were still wearing your horrid statement shirt.. and batman pyjama pants? people were gonna think you weren’t good in the head. oh, whatever— you overslept, so now you have to go through the consequences of not being able to dress into something more appropriate. you open the door, awkwardly hiding your questionable fashion choices away from the taxi driver. ‘’hey.. um.’’ you smiled, and the second he turned around, you made sure to step out of the door. (and wow! you now magically have your phone in your hand and passport in the other.) you made sure to lock the door before catching up with the taxi driver. you weren’t sure if that was a weird glance from him.. you stepped in the car, it was probably a toyota. the interior was all-black, but it was still somewhat clean. sure, some dust particles in the crevices, however it was much better than the other cars you were in. (like nanami’s one— maybe that’s a bit too petty...) as soon as you put on your seatbelt, the person starts driving.. a bit too fast. sir, it’s a 25 mph street…! you don’t say anything, just hoping that he wouldn’t drive a kid over. he probably has a driver’s license (you hope), so it doesn’t matter. you look outside the window, before realizing you weren’t gonna see your house anymore for.. 6 months.

hmm.. before even realizing it— you were already at the nagoya chubu airport. ‘’have a good day, madam.’’ the taxi driver smiles faintly before heading off. you turn around, never having realized the sheer size of an airport. and even though it was still early, there were loads of people. tons of commotions in every part of the air terminal. you honestly felt overwhelmed, but you powered through and found the lane you needed to be at. LANE 6, TIME: 06:30 (or 5:30 am for the americans…) fast forward to when you finally arrive in paris. wait, not yet, you were still at the paris charles de gaulle airport. you were getting picked up by someone. he had beefy arms, you swear a vein would pop if he tried flexing it. he also had huge tits, i mean a huge chest. before you could stare any longer, he looked down at you. sure, he was attractive, but also damn intimidating..! ‘’what are ya starin’ at?’’ he lets out a scoff. ‘’hurry up and get in the car.’’ he opens the car door for you, hey, atleast that was polite. you nod, hurriedly getting in the BMW car. it was significantly less clean, some cigarette packs scattered throughout, a lot of dust.. and even a cobweb in the corner. you felt a lump grow in your throat, but you still wanted to know some information about him. ‘’wha.. what’s your name?’’

‘’toji. toji zenin.’’ he clenches the steering wheel. you recognize that last name! it being a somewhat well-known clan in japan. ‘’ah.. why are you in paris then?’’ he lets out a scoff, turning his head around and getting a good look at your face. ‘’cus’ i’m a broke ass bitch.’’ he points to the cigarette pack. ‘’pass me that.’’ he says in a non-polite way. you hesitate, wanting to be petty— but you didn’t wanna get clapped by him (but he definitely could in the bedroom). you give him the cigarettes, there were only 2 left in the red packaging. ‘’and the lighter, idiot.’’ you pass him the rusty lighter, you just saw from the amount of leftover cigarettes in the car that he must’ve been a heavy chainsmoker. he opens the window, lighting up the cig’. ‘’what’s your name, darlin?’’ he looks in the rearview mirror of the car to see the nervous look on your face, letting out a chuckle before shifting his attention to the road in front of him. ‘’um.. just call me whatever.’’ he raises an eyebrow, ‘’anything..? mmm.. so i can call you a whore. got it.’’ he says in an annoyingly sarcastic manner. you let out an inner-scoff. that’s not what i meant…! you say to yourself seriously? whore? you bite the inside of your cheek, not wanting to answer. ‘’it was a joke, cutie. don’t take it seriously.’’ he says, putting the attention on the look of your face. he throws the cigarette out of the slightly open window before taking up the speed by a few notches. you soon arrive at the apartment your boss assigned to you. it was located near the office. ‘’ey, what’s your number?’’ you hesitate, not wanting to give your number to a random taxi driver and certainly not someone who nearly called you a whore— but ah.. he was certainly a fine guy… soo, whatever. you speak up, ‘’um.. it’s xxx-xxx-xxx.’’ you notice him writing it down on a small piece of paper. ‘’got it. have a fine day, darlin.’’ he slyly smirks before you open the car door and hurriedly go to your apartment door. it was on floor 4.. you think. you carry the luggage inside just to notice.. there’s no fuckin’ elevator?!

you’d have to carry this up 4 floors… you walk upstairs for what seems like an eternity. you try to open the door, before you hear someone stepping up to the door— huh? wasn’t this your apartment. the door creaks open to a blue-eyed male with frosty white hair. ‘’mmm? who’s this?’’ he keeps the door open by leaning his arm against it. ‘’i.. believe this is my apartment?’’ he looks confused for a moment. ‘’ah… on which floor are you supposed to go?’’ ‘’floor.. 4?’’ his smirk turns into a full blown smile. ‘’silly ass. in france, the first floor for you is the ground floor for us. so you have to go up one floor.’’

you let out a huff that was a bit too audible, because he quickly notices the luggage behind you. ‘’you want me to help you carry that? i assume you’re from japan?’’ he looks you up and down, nearly letting out a laugh when he notices what you’re wearing. you furrow your eyebrows, ‘’yea, how do you know?’’ he puts his hands in his pockets. ‘’pfft.. oh, nothing— you totally don’t have a sanrio suitcase. don’t worry, i’m from japan too.’’ you hesitate, he didn’t look remotely japanese— not to be stereotypical or anything, but he had white hair and horrifying blue eyes. traits that aren’t normal in japan.. or really, anywhere else. ‘’why are you looking like that? i really am~’’ he nudges your shoulder as he carries your suitcase upstairs. ‘’why are you in france, anyway?’’ he shrugs, ‘’cause japan got too boring.’’ eh.. too boring? he wasn’t here for work or anything.. but just ‘cause he felt like it? ‘’how rich are you?’’ i mean, he lived in central paris— the capital of france, usually apartments don’t come too cheap. you both walk up to the apartment you should’ve been at. ‘’rich enough to buy a mansion in every country.’’ a grin appears on his face. ‘’even that may be an understatement.’’ your eyes widen, an understatement? you could hardly even afford to live in nagoya. his comment didn’t even make that much sense, if he can buy a mansion in every country— why would he live in a small apartment then? you open the door, noticing that the apartment is largely already decorated by who you assume was your former boss. ‘’i did jujutsu for decades. basically since i was born.’’ he adds onto his sentence. he walks in your apartment with you. ‘’wow, not bad. it’s hard to buy houses like this in paris. i’m speaking from experience, they don’t like tourists in france.’’ he looks around. you hurry to the closed curtain, before opening it to reveal a view nearby the eiffel tower. your jaw literally dropped. you frantically grabbed your phone out of your pocket to take a dozen pictures of the magnificent view. your boss must’ve bribed someone to buy this apartment— because you could’ve only dreamed about being able to see the eiffel tower so close. you noticed your instagram username.. me.in.nagoya but now you changed it to me.in.paris. you turned around, not having noticed it till now.. but damn, whoever this man was, he was undoubtedly the most charming person you’ve seen.. ‘’my name’s gojo.’’ he looks at you in a way that makes you clench your thighs together. his grin drops in a confused stare. ‘’is there something, princess?’’ he asks. ‘’nothing.. but..’’ you tug his shirt, giving him a clear and bold sign on what you wanted. his eyes glanced up and down, raising an eyebrow. ‘’ah.. i dunno~ we just met!’’ he said in a teasing manner, but you knew he was somewhat serious. ‘’pleaseeee?’’ safe to say your begging did not help. you walked up to the office with a ridiculous suit, even though french people may be fashionable.. you really stood out (in a bad way). you noticed people looking at you in a questionable manner. you hurried to your personal cubicle that was in the corner of the huge building. a woman with a brown bob walked up to you, her look was so serious— and even intimidating. ‘’madam? as-tu besoin de quelque chose?’’ what? you didn’t understand even a bit of french, sure, maybe oui and bonjour but other than that you were clueless. the look on your face said everything. ‘’ah.. no french? pas un autre touriste stupide…’’ stupide? sure, you didn’t know french, but stupide probably meant stupid. and touriste.. tourist.. wait, she was basically calling you a stupid tourist. tumblr isn't letting me write more than this.

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skellymom · 1 year ago

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Ok...I might have to watch TBB Ep 10&11 again...but...SPOILERS:

But I DO BELIEVE this man snuck onto Clone-X's ship and is hiding out...even Omega doesn't know he's there.

Maybe I missed him showing up somewhere on the island after that ship took off? Someone please let me know.

In the beginning of the episode Hunter looked in the direction of where the ship landed, seeing the island birds flying away and definitely telling someone he sensed something was off.

He also knows since Ventress landed in that beach cave that it's the ideal place to infiltrate the island.

When he swam to shore, Batcher didn't just seem to be happy he was ok...she MIGHT have alerted on a presence down at the beach...just like she did when Ventress landed.

And, he was RIGHT there (unless he was dumped on the OTHER side of the island) that he might check out to see if anyone landed a ship there. Is he on board? Is Batcher with him? Or did he plant a tracking device himself? Am I assuming too much? Maybe he can radio Rex and Echo for help? Emerie may help break out the children and clone prisoners? Maybe I'm wearing clown shoes...

Lastly...If he didn't make it on the ship, REALLY don't think Hunter is going to ride Crosshair's ass for his mistake with letting Omega go. He could have really raked Cross over the coals back on Barton IV, but he didn't. Now that Crosshair recognizes the stakes, I seriously doubt it's going to happen.

Honestly, with 4 episodes left, we don't have time for more squabbling.

I still feel it's hard to tell if Clone-X is Tech or Cody. The voice sounded like both at different times. If it was Tech HOW could he forget the coordinates to Pabu when Phee put her hand on his shoulder in S2 and gave them to him while he was going all goggle eyed over her touch?

Nala Se getting Emerie to question her motivations to head Project Necromancer. I feel that Emerie is gonna turn on the Empire. Will she survive?

Terrifying that it's children involved in the project...and now they have a baby to experiment on. Hope that force sensitive babeh force throws some bad guys in later episodes like that freakin' vase.

Hemlock and Tarkin passive-aggressively arguing over project funding. lol

Luckily Batcher wasn't shot. I was a bit scared there.

Hopefully Wrecker is going to be all right. He has to be since we see him in the trailer in the Juggernaut and there is an episode named Juggernaut.

The Marauder is gone, so they need another ship. Is that what Phee helps them with in the trailer?

Glad Cad Bane was used ONLY momentarily in the episode instead of using up the whole episode. He seemed to fit in the story and the episode did indeed further the plot. Sorry, but I don't thing Ventress and Fennec's arc really did much of that for two whole episodes. We missed out on a lot of relevant storytelling.

LASTLY: PHEE'S BADASS VIBRO SWORD, YA'LL!!!

#the bad batch #star wars #tbb #bad batch #clone force 99 #tbb hunter #tbb wrecker #tbb crosshair #tbb omega #tbb phee #tbb season 3 spoilers #the bad batch s3 spoilers #spoilers #tbb batcher

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dojunie · 2 years ago

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i miss misdial jeno and y/n i feel like its been decades. but i hope ure doing well <3<3 btw i love ur writing style and i wish i could be as good as you or even just a half heh…

misdial is currently at 37k and i open that blasted fic almost every day <3 i promise you she is baking, thank you so so much for sticking around through this genuinely debaucherous hiatus i am putting you all through LOL

for your patience i will insert a blurb under the readmore of a scene in the upcoming ch, and its still in jen pov btw!!!

Back in highschool, when you were a junior and he was a senior, you’d had a short lived obsession with dying your hair. Mark had mentioned it to him in passing, recalling the half a dozen conversations he’d witnessed of you trying to convince your parents to let you bleach it, but he hadn’t really thought about it too seriously until he was over at Mark’s house to work on a project a few weeks later. Your brother, who’s brain stopped working properly when he was hungry, tapped out after about fifteen minutes to hit the convenience store a few blocks away for a pint of ice cream and a few energy drinks.

It was only after the front door slammed shut that Jeno even realized you were home; he was slouched in Mark’s desk chair scrolling listlessly through his phone when he heard the bedroom door creak open, and turned around expecting your brother. It was not your brother.

It was you. Standing in the doorway like a deer caught in headlights as your eyes met, dressed in a pair of pajama shorts and a tank top, hair slicked down to your head with cherry red dye— it was all over your hands, splattered down your neck, an artful blob on the tip of your nose.

The two of you stared at each other for what felt like minutes. He hadn’t seen you this close for a few weeks now, since this was around the time that you’d started hanging out with your friends more and were rarely ever home. That was what he blamed for the way his brain seemed to start buffering at the sight of you.

“Are you okay?” he finally asked.

You stood up straight and hid your hands behind your back like he hadn’t already seen them in all their bloody glory, and said, “I thought you… Left. Just now. With Mark.”

“I didn’t,” he replied. You stared at each other some more. Then, because he wasn’t quite sure what else to do and he’s never really been good at reading a room, he said,“You missed a bit, there. On the top.”

You stiffened, and then your whole body slumped like he’d cut your strings with those ten words alone. “I know. Mark has a little mirror in here somewhere that I was going to steal while he was gone, because I didn’t realize until it was too late that I couldn't see the back of my own head.”

And somehow this ended up with Jeno standing behind you in your bathroom, dutifully brushing red goo into your scalp as you fidgeted and twitched and tried to pretend you weren’t staring at him in the mirror, even though it was very obvious that you were. Jeno pretended, like he’d been doing for the last three years, that he didn’t notice— even if he was finding it a little harder than normal to not stare right back.

Back then, he chalked up his jitters to all of the physical things that were happening in that moment. He credited his desire to stand a little closer to you than necessary to the pleasant scent of cherry coming from the dye in your hair, and blamed the uneven straps on your tank top for the reason his eyes kept drifting to the curve of your shoulders. He was hyper-focusing on the tiny beauty mark below your ear not because he found it fascinating, but because it was easier to keep his eyes trained on that than to risk forgetting what he was doing and finding your eyes in the mirror.

When the dye ran out and your head was sufficiently gooped, he’d been gearing up to ask if you needed help washing it out or something, not quite ready to go back to being strangers just yet, when the sound of the garage door opening whispered through the house and you stiffened. In an instant you were plucking the empty dye bowl from his hands and then herding him out of your bathroom— startled, he turned around to mention his sweater only to find it flying at his chest with enough force to knock him back against the hallway wall. Your eyes were huge as you stood in the bathroom doorway, hand already on the door as if already positioning to slam it shut.

“Don’t tell Mark you helped me,” you said quickly, before blinking very hard a few times, “And— Thank you? This probably would have turned out like shit if you didn’t offer to help me. Thanks.”

Downstairs, the front door opened. Jeno stood there with his balled up sweatshirt in his hands suddenly feeling very odd. Only later did he realize that feeling was hesitance. He didn’t want to go yet. “Why can’t I tell him?” he asked.

“Because Mark’s going to freak out when he sees me, and I don’t want him to get mad at you too for being an accessory to my crime.”

“An accessory to your what?”

“Oh,” you said belatedly. Then you raised your eyebrows at him, lip quirking into an innocent smile that felt like anything but, and his stomach twisted. “Might’ve said too much.”

Your brother's voice rang up the stairs and Jeno made the mistake of turning towards the landing. By the time he turned back to you, mouth opening to speak— even though he wasn’t even sure what he was planning to say— he only caught the last glimpse of your red stained hand through the shutting the door.

Mark returned a few moments later to find Jeno sitting back in the desk chair, back to peering into his phone, but what he probably didn’t notice was that Jeno was really staring at the little, cherry colored splotch on his palm.

I'M IN LOVE WITH HIM!!!!! but for real, thank you for keeping up with these two dumbos........... i will open up my misdial doc in your honor tonight!!!!

#dojun talks #dojun answers #beloved anon #fic: misdial

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hannahwatcheshorror · 10 months ago

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28 DAYS LATER (2002)

💁‍♀️💁‍♀️Strong Female Lead(s)

While over 20 years old now, the effects hold up very well as does the story. I would like to find flaws and say that people wouldn’t be so stupid as to spread the virus in the first place, or that people would never be so cruel to one another in hard times, but after having gone through a pandemic… This movie does an excellent job showing what happens during a public health crisis. I’ve only just seen the film but I know it's worth watching again for details I missed the first time.

⭐⭐⭐⭐

The filmmakers had no idea about COVID-19 when they made this movie in 2002 but I can’t help but compare the two events and shudder. The Rage sickness did NOT have to be spread. The science man told them pretty explicitly that if they set the chimps loose, everyone will start dying immediately, and what happened? Exactly. It only took 28 days for Rage to ravage London and for poor lil' Cillian Murphy to wake up all alone in the buff (though I appreciate some male nudity with these mostly female nudity heavy movies, thanks Cill). He finds his world very empty save for some very wild folk who really want a bite out of him (but I mean, who doesn’t). He teams up with a guy and a girl but lights a candle so he can be alone with the girl. Then he and Selena (the girl) find a Daddy-Daughter duo and the daughter’s name is Hannah so she has some big shoes to fill (but I digress).

They pick up an emergency broadcast telling them to go to a promised land and Hannah is the deciding vote (get it, girl). They go through a tunnel and Papa Frank guns it which is scary and fun but it pops a tire. Hannah to the rescue! Everyone lifts the car while reminding Hannah to hurry (she knows) as she puts on a spare. This was very stressful because I really want Hannah to survive this movie (figures). Next, Hakuna Matata because they go apocalypse grocery shopping (and Daddy Frank is pleased to see the Granny Smiths are going strong because of radiation). Picnicking and having a campout somewhere green and with wild horses, you almost forget about the terrifying, red-eyed, infected. Almost.

They make it to the promised land but there is no one there so Father Frank kicks something out of frustration and gets a drop of virus blood in his eye and THEN the army fuckers pop up out of nowhere to kill him. I am ANGRY and sad for Hannah (and Cillian who mistook Frank for his father earlier). All those left are trucked back to the army headquarters. Things start to feel a little off, and then the head honcho tells dear Mr. Murphy that he promised his hard working soldiers women. Yeah, it’s only been a month but they were all ready to off themselves over the idea of not getting laid again, but being able to take advantage of a woman? Now that sounds like a fine idea to these freaks! Obviously, Cillian, Selena, and Hannah are NOT on board for this but they are outnumbered and so the non-dominant male is exiled.

Cillian doesn’t take well to this so becomes a super stealthy boy suddenly even though in his life before all this he was a delivery driver. He lures Best Boy out into the woods and then doubles back to the clubhouse to rescue Selena and Hannah, taking out one of the baddies on the way. At this point the girls are very scared which is fair because they’ve been made to change into different clothing in front of the men (bright red dresses specifically). Selena gives Hannah some drugs so she won’t have to endure the full effects of the evening but this sort of backfires when the young lady isn’t taking the zombie in their midst very seriously! By the time Cillian comes in and takes care of the guy grabbing up on his woman, Selena thinks he might have The Rage (TM), but he still has his big, old, baby blues. Blonde bitch boy tries to ruin things but Hannah tells him no and feeds him to his pet zombie. Finally, they are in a little house and like a little family, and they sew and make a big “HELLO” for planes overhead to see (but they are pretty sure all of Europe is in lockdown so they are gonna be stuck there a while).

The “what if” alternative ending is just the most realistic ending if Murph-dawg really got shot point blank in the torso during the apocalypse. Homeboy dies. Sorry. The “Radical Alternative Ending” was just as it said, radical. They had an idea that perhaps the cure could be a full body blood transfusion but realized that this couldn’t work in the world they created where a single drop of blood in the eye could infect you in 20 seconds. Cillian ends up dead but Frank lives in the radical scenario. It was fascinating to see them storyboarding.

-----------------------HANNAH WATCHES HORROR--------------------

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kiddoryder · 9 months ago

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A Gemini Birthday

It's Sonya and Liz's birthday and things sure do happened!

A commisson for @dustinlaughlin as Hardy Wiley belongs to him

Blitz and Sophie McKnight belong to @loli-momo1908

At the hotel Charlie and the others were in a lobby for a meeting. Charlie stood in the middle of the lobby and said:

Charlie - “Okay guys! So I was thinking that for our redemption lessons, we would go on a trip. So any ideas?”

Angel - “How about-“

Vaggie - *interrupts* “Somewhere that ISN'T sexual-related, Angel”

Angel - *went back on his phone* “Then I got nothing.”

Husk - “We can go to a casino. I know some good places.”

Vaggie - “How’s that supposed to be a bonding experience?”

Husk - “We win as much money we can and split it evenly. But I get a little more since it’s my idea.”

Charlie - *unsure* “Uhhh, okay, does anyone else have any ideas? Maybe something more safe?”

Sir Pentious - “Maybe we can go to the museum? I love seeing the weapons they have there.”

Angel - “Snoresville, museums are for nerds and old people.”

Sir Pentious - “Oh please! I go to museums all the time. Does that make me old and nerdy?”

Angel - “Actually yes.”

Charlie - “Actually a museum trip doesn’t sound like a bad idea,”

Angel - *moans* “Seriously?! Do we have to learn stuff too? Isn’t that what tv and phones are for?”

Charlie - “Come on Angel it’s not that bad. Now let see when can we go.”

Charlie looked at her phone in the calendar app, and saw a big red dot on the 25th. She clicked on the dot and it said Sonya and Liz's birthday. Her eyes widened in shock.

Charlie - *shocked* “Sonya and Liz's birthday is next week?!”

Angel - *surprised* “Wait, what?! The twirts' birthday is coming next week?!”

Niffty - “Ooh I love birthdays! You get really good presents!”

Angel - “Yeah, not to mention cake!”

Sir Pentious - “And the balloons!”

Charlie - *frantic* “Oh man, what kind of cousin am I?! How can I forget my own baby cousin's birthday?! I always celebrate their big moments like their first loose tooth, first day of school, first magic power, etc.”

Vaggie - *comforting* “Charlie calm down, we still have some time to plan something out for them. Trust me, whatever you plan out for them, they are gonna love it.”

Charlie - *calms down* “You're right, you're right. *deep breath* Okay, change of plans, everyone. We're going to plan Sonya and Liz's birthday. Does anyone have any suggestions?”

Husk - “We can take them to the casino to celebrate.”

Vaggie - *annoyed* “Husk, they are too young for that.”

Husk - “So? They are close to their manhood.”

Charlie - First of all Husk, they are little girls. Second, Uncle Azrael and Aunt Zella would NEVER approve of their kids going gambling. Let alone drinking alcohol.”

Sir Pentious - “Ooh! What about an opera?”

Angel - *deadpanned* “Pentious, it’s their birthday, not death sentence.”

Charlie - “Yeah, Sonya and Liz are not really into Opera. Plus, they've been banned from going there after that fiasco they caused to make it *finger quotes* more exciting.”

Niffty - “Ooh! Ooh! What about a club that has a lot of bad boys? Thats a perfect way to celebrate.”

Vaggie - “Guys! Aren’t you forgetting that Sonya and Liz are kids? We gotta do something kids like.”

Then the door opened and it was Hardy who got back to the store with Blitz and Sophie while the little bat girl was eating an ice cream cone.

Hardy - “Hey guys, we're back from shopping, and we managed to grab everything that everyone requested on the list.”

Charlie - “Thank goodness you guys are here! We need your help.”

Blitz - “What’s wrong?”

Charlie - “Sonya and Liz birthdays are next week and we don’t have anything planned out for them.”

Sophie - “Maybe you should ask them.”

Charlie - “We tried that many times before in her previous birthdays, but she never answered. Frankly, I don’t know why I mean whenever we go to a party, it’s always a blast.”

Blitz - “Guess they don’t see it as a big deal since it’s not a milestone.”

Hardy - “Maybe, or maybe there's a different reason. Like me, I don't celebrate my birthdays often because I was always too busy helping and serving the community.”

Angel - “You don’t get out much do ya?”

Hardy - *offended* “Yes I do! Didn't you hear what I said?”

Blitz - “He's teasing you, Hardy.”

Sophie - “Maybe we can throw Sonya and Lizzie a surprise party?”

Charlie - “If that's the case, what kind of surprise party should it be?”

Vaggie - “Maybe something they like?”

Charlie - “Yeah, but it has to be something that they both like equally. Don't forget, even though they're twins, and very close with each other, they have different likings. Sonya likes reading and gardening. Liz likes sports and roller skating. It has to be something that they both can enjoy.”

Blitz - “You know, you could ask them but not mention the party.”

Charlie - “Oh, not me, she knows me too well. She will know that I'm trying to do something for her birthday and will try to avoid it... Unless… *gets an idea* What if one of you guys asks her on my behalf?”

Hardy - “You can leave it to me. Since Sonya, Liz and I don’t really hang out much.”

Charlie - *relief* “Really? Ah, thanks Hardy. Now remember to be subtle and not try to mention anything about her birthday, okay?”

Hardy - *smiles* “You got it.”

Charlie - “In the meantime, we should set up the party like with the balloons and stuff.”

Husk - “I'll go sharpen my magician skills to wow him.”

Angel - “I'll contact Cherri and have her join in.”

Vaggie - “Wait! No makeup stuff for them, Angel.”

Angel - *whines* “Aw! That would have been a perfect gift gag for her. Why you gotta be a buzzkill.”

Vaggie - “She's a tomboy, Angel. You know how she is. She would like books or maybe video games.”

Sophie - “You think she would like a drawing I would make for them, Vaggie?”

Blitz - *smiles* “I'm sure they will love it, sis.”

Charlie - “Ooh! We gotta invite her friends and parents too.”

Everyone spreads out and start getting to work in setting up Sonya's birthday.

Hardy - “Well, I better go see what the girls are up to. *to Charlie* Say Charlie, do you know where they are now?”

Charlie - “Probably at the library. Sonya love to go there.”

Hardy - “Figured since she loves to read.”

()()()()()()()()()

At the library, Sonya was reading some books. Liz however, instead of reading some books, she was actually stacking some books like a tower.

Liz - “Sis check it out! I’m almost done making this into a house.”

Sonya - *sighs* “Sis, that's really nice and all, but have you ever considered trying reading a book for once, instead of just comics?”

Liz - “Hey it’s not my fault some of these books are super lame and boring.”

Sonya - “No, but it is for judging a book by its cover, instead of actually checking out what's in it.”

Liz - *dismayed* “Man you’re sounding like Dad right now.”

Sonya - “Well he is a very wise man.”

Liz - *mutters to herself* “More like a nag.”

Then the door opened and it was Hardy who walked up toward them.”

Hardy - “Hey girls!”

Sonya - “Oh hey Hardy. What’s up?”

Hardy - “Nothing, just seeing what you girls are up to. I see you are reading books, huh?”

Liz - *points to sonya* “The nerd is. I’m just trying to find a way to keep myself busy.”

Hardy - “Ah come on, Liz. There's a lot of amazing adventures within these books that you may have never heard of before. Like one of my favorites, The Journey to the West. A story about a mischievous monkey born from stone and goes on an epic quest for immortality and enlightenment while battling demons and Chinese gods with his cunning martial arts and incredible magic abilities.”

Sonya - *intrigued* “Ooh sounds interesting!”

Hardy - “Yeah. I’ll tell you the rest later. I came here because I was thinking of spending the day with you two.”

Sonya - “Really? Why?”

Hardy - “Because... *thinking of an excuse* I like to know more about you two. I feel that we haven't gotten to know enough about each other.”

Liz - “Really? That's odd because we know a whole lot about you.”

Sonya - “Yeah, you're a fan of Jackie Chan.”

Liz - “You like rock music.”

Sonya - “You learned kung fu long before he came down here.”

Liz - “We often find you passed out and your face all red from watching Angel's movies, which neither our parents or Charlie allow us to watch for whatever reason they won't explain.”

Hardy's cheeks turned red from hearing this, as he scratched the back of his head and chuckled in embarrassment with a sweat drop appearing on his temple.

Sonya - And you can eat a lot and I mean a lot-

Hardy - “Right. But don’t you think it would be fair if I knew a little more about you girls? I mean, you sometimes stay over at the hotel even having your own rooms.”

Sonya - “That is true.”

Hardy - “So come on. We can go out and get snacks.”

Liz - “Sounds good to me, I am starving from being cramped up in here. I lost track of time for how long we've been sticking around in this shabby old dump.”

Sonya - *annoyed* “We have only been here for half an hour. *to Hardy* Please excuse Liz since she’s a drama queen.”

Liz - *annoyed* “Hey!”

Sonya - “Well, you are!”

Hardy - “Girls, girls. Let's not fight over silly things. Come on, I will treat you guys with some good food that I know personally close by.”

Sonya - “Alright, sounds awesome.”

Back at the hotel, Charlie was calling Sonya and Liz’s friends. She first called Rimire and explained everything to her.

Charlie - *on the phone* “That’s right! A big birthday party! But we're gonna surprise them.”

Rimfire - “Crikey, sounds like a blast! I'll be sure to score a big gift for the twins!”

Charlie - “Oh that’s perfect! Thank you so much.”

Rimfire - “No worries, mate. I'll be there

Charlie ends the call and goes to check on how the others are doing.

Charlie - “How is the decoration going?”

Niffty - “Almost done cleaning! But the bugs are stubborn. But don’t worry about it, I’ll take care of it!”

She giggled manically and got out the knives. She began to tried to stab at some of the bugs. But then Charlie gently grab Niffty’s wrists.

Charlie - *interrupts* “Um, Niffty, please use bug spray instead of knives for a while. Hardy's still patching up the last holes you left with them. “

Niffty - *pouts* “Well alright. But it will be less fun though.”

Charlie - “Okay now we need the balloons.”

She sees the Egg Bois trying to blow balloons but keeps failing. Or when they try to put them up, they will fall and the balloons float to the ceiling. Pentious just facepalm in annoyance.

Charlie - *calling Blitz* “Hey Blitz, Pentious's eggs could use some help with the balloons!”

Blitz - “Hold on! Gotta work on the cake.”

Blitz continued mixing the cake batter with an electronic egg beater until it was nice, creamy, and smooth. Then he grabbed the bowl and put it on the counter.

Blitz - “Okay look good enough. Now to get the cake pans.”

Blitz went to the cabinet to get out the cake pans. But then he sees Fat Nuggets on the counter eating some of the batter.

Blitz - *dismayed* “Nuggets, no! *shoos him away* Don't eat the batter! *calls to Angel* Angel, did you forget to feed your pig? I caught him gorging the batter.”

Angel - “Oh yeah! I told him he can have a treat.”

Blitz - *annoyed* “Well you should have told him to eat something else! Now I’ve gotta make more cake batter.”

Angel - *rolls his eyes* “You can still use it, it's not like he ate all of it.”

Blitz - “It's still not enough to make the right size. Just keep Nuggets away from the cake, okay?”

Angel - “Oh alright *picks up Fat Nuggets* Come on Nuggies, Daddy will give you some yummy cookies.”

With Angel and Fat Nuggets gone, Blitz started making more cake batter. Charlie was a little nervous things are getting a little messy, but knows that things will get fixed right away.

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Meanwhile with Hardy and the twins, he didn’t want things to be too quiet since they were at a little diner waiting for some food

Hardy - “So uh…any plans next week?”

Sonya - “We're still working on it, haven't thought of anything yet.”

Liz - *shrugs* “Yeah we would probably watch a movie and eat pizza or other junk food.”

Hardy - *surprised* “Really? That’s it? Nothing special?”

Sonya - “Nope, nothing at all. Why do you ask?”

Hardy - “Oh, uh, nothing special. Just thought you would want to do something big next week.”

Sonya - “Why?”

Liz - *teasing* “Yeah? Do you have a hot date or something?”

Hardy - *surprised* Oh no, nothing like that. You know me, I focus more on my friends and martial arts training than any of that. I was simply curious.”

Sonya - “*chuckles* “Oh man you gotta do more than just kung fu stuff dude.”

Hardy - * mildly insulted* “I do too! I do lots of things like helping the community, reading books, supporting your cousin, solving cases, bodyguarding others, and so much more. It may not sound exciting to you guys, but it is a living thing to me.”

Sonya - *rolls her eyes* “Sure, whatever you say.”

Liz - “Man where the food? I’m starving.”

Then all of a sudden a couple of tough looking demons came up to Hardy and the twins.

Tough Demon 1 - “Okay you two get lost! We wanna eat.”

Sonya - “Get lost assholes!”

Hardy - “Sonya please, *to the demons* look, there are many other tables, why not sit there?”

Tough Demon 2 - “Yeah but we want this table. Get out!”

Sonya - “How you like the silverware being forced down your throat!”

Tough Demon 3 - *laughs* “Look at the little tyke thinking her little fists can do any damage to us strong men.”

Sonya - “My fists maybe not be that strong, but I have one word to say.

visio nocturna!”

Tough Demon 1 - “What the hell was that? Did you swear at us in Spanish or-“

Then all of a sudden, the tough demons eyes turned purple and they began to scream in pain. Everybody in the diner looked surprised or simply didn’t care. Sonya and Liz fist bump each other in pride while Hardy looked a bit uncomfortable. The tough demons ran out of the diner and into the streets.

Hardy - “Uhh…Sonya, what did you do to them?”

Sonya - “Oh don’t worry about it. It is a spell I did that made them see their worst nightmares. It wears off after a few hours. Plus you always tell me and Liz to never use our fists or magic unless something is important.”

Hardy - “Well…Those guys were rude and bothersome. And the spell you did does seem kind of harmless.”

Sonya - “Unless you don’t count the trauma. Which is my favorite kind of torture on horrible assholes.”

Hardy - *chuckles nervously* “R-Right.

*sees the waiter* Oh look, here it comes.”

Waiter - *flat tone* “Here you go enjoy your food.”

Liz - *under her breath* “Yeah enjoy working at a dead end job.”

The waiter simply huffed as he walked off. As they began to eat, Hardy said:

Hardy - “So uhh…Umm *tried to think of a good way to make Sonya and Liz remember their birthday* "How close are you two when it comes to Charlie?”

Liz - *confused* “Uh, we're her cousins. We hang out with her all the time. You should know this dude.”

Sonya - *worried* “Are you alright dude? Did you hit your head and lose your memory?”

Hardy - “What? Pssh, no. Of course not. Just umm...*tried to think of something*

I actually…wanted to know stuff about Charlie so I figured it best to go to you guys.”

Sonya - “Us?”

Hardy - “Yeah I mean she is busy with her hotel and stuff so it would be hard.”

Sonya - *weird out* “Okayyyyy...*thought of something* Wait a second, Hardy?”

Hardy - “Yeah?”

Sonya - “Do you... Have a crush on my cousin?”

Hardy - *eyes bug out and makes a WTF expression* “Huh?!”

Liz - “Well do like to spend time with her and now your asking things about her. So do you have the hots for her?”

Hardy - *flustered* “Whhhhaaaatttttt?! Pffff, no, no. Of course not, why would I have a crush on her? I mean, don't get me wrong, she's extremely pretty and absolutely nice, and I really believe in her faith in redemption, but come on, she's already taken. I would never steal her away from Vaggie. That would be like breaking her trust, you know? I would never intervene with what they've got. *continues rambling*

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Meanwhile Charlie was calling another of Sonya’s friend Frostbite and his foster sister Raina.

Frostbite - “Ooh a birthday huh? That sounds awesome. Hopefully you guys got some good snacks and not crappy ones. Can’t stand those health cleaning ones.”

Charlie - *nods* You bet we have awesome snacks. We've got all the essentials for an awesome birthday party.”

Frostbite - “Raina asks if the party is gonna have some plants?”

Charlie - *chuckles* “Yes we are. I can see she’s still talking to nature but I know she’s taking baby steps.”

Frostbite - “Alright. I’ll be there and so will Raina.”

Charlie - Good! Tell Raina about it too. I know she’s still trying to figure out how phone works.”

Frostbite - “You got it. We'll see you there.”

Frostbite hangs up the phone. Then Charlie heard Vaggie and Niffty arguing.

Vaggie - *strictly* “Niffty no! You can’t hang dead rats as decorations. It’s disgusting.”

Niffty - “How else can I warn their children to not come to the party unannounced?”

Charlie comes in.

Charlie - “What's going on?”

Vaggie - “I’m trying to get Niffty not to put dead things like rats on the wall”

Niffty - “But it will let the children know that they don’t need to worry about pests!”

Charlie - *unsettled* “Niffty, why I appreciate your creative idea, but can we use mouse traps instead, please?”

Niffty - *exctited* “Ooh yeah! I can even leave a head out for the other rats!”

Charlie - *frantic* “No-no-no. No need for that. Just...Use rodent repellent and regular mouse traps instead.”

Frank - “Surpsised!”

Sir Pentious - *annoyed* “No! They aren’t here! You have to wait! How many times did I have to tell you?!”

Egg Boi - “Uhh…Around 18 times, boss.”

Egg Boi 16 - “Merry Sinsmas!”

Egg Boi 23 - “No no it’s valentine day!”

Sir Pentious facepalms himself and moans in annoyance.

Charlie - “Don’t worry we will work on that.”

Charlie goes to check on Husk to see how he's doing with his magician act.

Charlie - “How the trick going?”

Husk - “Huh? Oh, I'm still trying to perfect some things. By the way I made some punch.”

Charlie - “Ooh some fruit punch! It perfect for the kids.”

Husk - “Wait, you wanted it for the kids? Can they drink vodka with punch?”

Charlie - “Uh, no. Why?”

Husk - *nervously* “Uhh…I better go make a different punch.”

Charlie - *sighs* “Yeah, you do that. Okay I better work on getting the gifts for the twins. But what to buy her? Hmmmmm....*thinks of what present to get for the twins* It needs to be something perfect to wow them!!”

()()()()()()()()()

Meanwhile back at the diner, Hardy kept rambling on and on about why he doesn’t have a crush on Charlie. Not realizing the twins were getting bored and already finished their meals.

Hardy - “I mean, I just love Charlie like a sister. I mean she quickly accepted me for who I am. She always supports me whenever I’m feeling down, and I’m not that good at romance stuff anyway. I mean, I’m not that good enough for Charlie anyway. I mean what can she ever see in me anyway?”

Liz - *whispers to Sonya* “We ask him a simple question and he gives us an freaking essay.”

Sonya - *whispers to Liz* I know, right? I think he's trying to dig up something from us, but what could it be?”

Liz - *whispers* “Maybe our embarrassing secrets?”

Sonya - *whispers* “No, that's not like him. I think it's something else. Something that has to do with next week.”

Liz - *whispers* “What’s happening next week?”

Sonya - *whispers* “No idea. Let me check my phone.”

Sonya pulls out her phone to check the calendar. Then she saw that it said how next week on the 25th is their birthday.

Sonya - “Oh! It’s our birthday.”

Liz - *deadpanned* “Really? That’s the big deal next week?”

Sonya - “It would seem so. You know that cousin Charlie would want to throw a party for us.”

Liz - “Well better tell Mr. Mumbles there.”

Sonya - *Right. *to a rambling Hardy* Dude, we know next week is our birthday. And cousin Charlie wants to throw a party for us.”

Hardy - *stops and stares at the twins*”...You...You do?”

Liz - “Duh! We aren’t dumb. We just don’t care about it.”

Hardy - *surprised* “You don't? Why not?”

Sonya - *uncomfortable* “It’s not easy to talk about…”

Hardy - *concerned* “Did something bad happen on one of your Birthdays? If so, I can relate. I mean, I did learn about my parents not being able to afford me on my 10th birthday.”

Liz - “It’s a bit more complicated then that.”

Sonya - “This isn’t a place to talk about it. I know the perfect place.”

()()()()()()()()()

After eating, they take Hardy to an alley where they do stuff like graffiti and throw random things at a wall and trash can. Hardy looked a bit weird out about the place.

Hardy - “Uh…Why are we in an alley?”

Sonya - “This is one of the places where me and Liz go to clear our minds and stuff.”

Hardy - “I see. So you come here when you feel overwhelmed?”

Sonya - “Yep. I like to graffiti or break stuff.”

Liz - “I like to throw things against the trash can or glass.”

Hardy - “Anyone else know about this place?”

Sonya - *shrugs* “Yeah probably.”

Liz - *proudly* “We don’t know nor care.”

Hardy - “Okay...So back on point, why is it that you don't care about your birthday, kids?”

Sonya - *takes a deep breath* “Well…Remember my cousins…Well, former cousins?”

Hardy - “The ones that tried to lobotomize and crystallize you guys?”

Liz - *upset* “Yeah them…”

Sonya - “When we turned 6, I actually invited them to my birthday party to show them that Liz was tamed.”

Flashback

Little Sonya and Liz went to their cousins and had presents in their hands. They were really excited to see them for the first time. Especially Liz since she’s now calm thanks to Charlie .

Little Sonya - *happy* “Hi guys! Thanks for coming. Liz and I got something you *hands them drawings*

Little Liz - “We made them yourself! *guilty* I’m also sorry for how I was. Didn’t know it wasn’t nice what I was doing.”

Paulie - “How nice, thank you.”

Patrick - *nervously* “Yes I-It lovely. You shouldn't have.”

Jeanie - *gushing* “Yeah, these are so cute! We will keep them forever.”

Ashley - “Yeah you’re a really good artist.”

Little Sonya and Liz smiled at this. They were so happy that their cousins loved their gifts and forgave them. Then little Sonya was holding a diorama of her family she and Liz made from a shoebox and paper.

Little Sonya - *excited* “Oh I can’t wait to see what we made!”

Little Liz - “Yeah! Glad the glitter work out.”

Little Sonya - “But you went too crazy with the glitter.”

Little Liz - “You can never have enough glitter.”

Little Sonya rolled her eyes and began to walk in the hallway to find their other cousins. As little Sonya and Liz were walking in the hallway, they heard sizzling and laughter. They saw a door slightly opened and peeked inside. They saw their cousins laughing cruelly and burning the gifts they made them

Patrick - “Can’t believe that monster tried to bribe us!”

Jeanie - “Yeah, just who does she think she is?”

Paulie - “An idiot that what she is! Thinking that thing she had is tamed?”

Ashley - “Yeah, no way that we'll ever accept them! And the art work they made is so lame! The only thing they are good for is either for the fireplace or toilet paper!”

The cousins cruelly laugh at that remark. Some even spit on the paper before burning them.

Patrick - “As far as I am concerned she doesn’t exist. A disgrace to the family!”

Paulie - “Yeah, she's just an insane freak that deserves to be an asylum for life! Or lobotomized!”

Sonya and Liz quietly gasped from hearing this. Their cousins STILL hate them? Even after Liz apologize and they gave them gifts?

Sonya - *shocked* “T-They hate us?”

Liz - *tears up* “But I thought…thought…”

Sonya in tears threw the diorama on the wall and ran outside. It was raining and Sonya tripped causing her to prick her finger on a branch. That’s when she switched with Liz. Liz began panting, was in tears, and screamed in isolation.

Flashback ends

Sonya - “Since then, Liz and I never bothered to celebrate our birthdays again.”

Liz - “To us, it is like a reminder that we are hated and never meant to be born.”

Hardy stares at Sonya and Liz with sympathy, feeling sorry for the twins for experiencing such a thing at a young age. Deep down, he wanted to find Sonya and Liz's cousins and teach them a lesson, but he knew it wouldn't be right. He sighs and sits down next to the girls.

Hardy - “I can relate to you girls. When I was alive, every kid in my school strongly believed that I was the son of that stupid serial killer that caused terror around my hometown before I was even born. Even though it was proven to be wrong, they still treated me that way all the same. I rarely had any friends at that time, if at all. I was fortunate to have Mr. Chi and the tenants care for me like I was part of their family.”

Sonya - “That really sweet dude. But I’m also sorry you had to go through that.”

Liz - “Yeah I mean why can’t people see who we are and stuff? They are just stupid.”

Hardy - “Sometimes, people are just too stubborn to admit when they're wrong. They much rather live in denial and make excuses for their wrongdoings than facing the truth. Just like how some toxic fans are detached with reality and rather stay in their own fantasy world.”

Sonya - “Oh yeah…The only people we told this to are my parents. Cousin Charlie we couldn’t tell at all. The only thing we did tell them was the assholes who were mean to us.”

Hardy - “Why?

Liz - “Cause you know how Cuz is: she is all happy and sunshine. She has been through a lot and I know something like this would crush her. I mean she always wants to do something special on important moments and unimportant moments.”

Sonya - “Also we know that she loves to throw parties and it makes her happy.”

Hardy - “I think you underestimate her, girls. Sure, she's been through hard stuff, but with us by her side, Charlie bounces back on her feet stronger than ever. I'm certain that she would understand how you feel. Plus when you think about it, she throws parties for you two to show that she cares about you guys even the unimportant moments in your life. You can’t let one bad moment ruin that forever you know? Then you will never know the good things.”

Sonya and Liz eyes widen at that. They never realize how much Charlie put so much effort on showing how she cares about them and being in their life.

Liz - *guilty* “Man, I feel like a total douche right now…”

Sonya - *guilty* “Me too…I mean I don’t wanna break her heart. That's the last thing I wanna do.”

Hardy - *places his hand on Sonya’s shoulder and gives a comforting smile* “Trust me, she will understand.”

“Hey! Get away from our alley”

Hardy and Sonya turned and saw some loan sharks. Some of them even had guns in their hands.”

Liz - “Your alley? Get lost dickhead! My sister and I always hang out here.”

Loan shark - “Not anymore! We now own this alley.”

Sonya - “Since when?”

Loan shark 1 - “Since now! Get out!”

Just when Sonya and Liz was about to do something, Hardy stopped them and said:

Hardy - *whispers to the twins* “I'll deal with this, girls. *clears throats and faces the loan sharks* Pardon me, gentlemen, but I think we've got off on the wrong foot. May I suggest that we talk this out like civilized people over a drink?”

Loan shark 1 - *thinking* “Well I do like drinking…”

Loan shark 2 - “Especially when it’s free.”

Hardy - “Excellent, and I know just the perfect brew for you fellas. It's called... Shark. Fin. Soup.”

Loan Shark 1 - *confused* “Huh?”

In a flash, Hardy strikes the loan shark's nose with his palm, disrupting their electrical senses. Then, he kicks the shark into a barrel full of liquid that appears to be acidic, as the loan shark popped out screaming in pain like it's skin was melting. Sonya and Liz were amazed at what Hardy did.

Sonya - *amazed* “Whoa dude! That was so cool.”

Loan Shark 3 - *angry* “Why you sneaky fire-headed-“

Before the loan shark could attack Hardy, he pounds him from behind with his backhand, causing him to fall unconscious easily.

Sonya - *cheering* “Yeah, kick their ass!!”

Two loan sharks pull out their tommy guns and aimed right at Hardy. However, at the very moment they pulled the trigger, Hardy ducked beneath them and turned one another into bloody swiss cheese.

Liz - *impressed* “Wow, he's so cool! Wild Cherri would be so proud of him.”

There were two loan sharks left, but they were both quaking in their feet. Hardy simply turned towards them and...

Hardy - “Boo.”

Both loan sharks jumped in terror and ran off like chickens. However, they both were soon run over by a speeding truck, rendering them both a splattered mess.

Sonya - “Hardy that was so awesome! Never realize you can fight like that!”

Hardy - “Luckily, these guys were dumb enough to not carry blessed weapons, so they won't get erased. They'll respawn, but hopefully, they learn their lesson.”

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Meanwhile at the hotel, things were still a bit messy, but Charlie and her friends managed to get through those bumps by putting up decent decorations and balloons. Then there was a knock at the hotel door.

Charlie - “Oh! I’ll get it.”

Charlie went to open the door and saw it was her Uncle Azarel and Aunt Zella.

Charlie - *happy* “Oh, hello Uncle Azrael and Aunt Zella, it's good to see you. I’m so glad you came. I need a little help with this party.”

Azarel - “Yeah Charlie about that-“

Charlie - “I know my friends and girlfriend are doing their jobs but we do appreciate your help since you know you guys are Sonya and Liz’s parents.”

Azrael - *a bit annoyed* “Charlie, there's something you should know-“

Charlie - *not listening* “Oh that’s good because this can really help with the twins birthdays and-“

Zella - *loudly* CHARLIE! *Charlie stop talking and Zella took a breath* Charlie, they don’t like their birthdays. They don’t see their birthday special that way.”

Charlie - *stops within her tracks and turns to them* “Say wha?”

Azarel - “It’s true. They don’t see it as a big deal.”

Charlie - “But everybody love parties! Especially surprises.”

Azrael - *shakes her head* “Well, not anymore Ever since that incident on their sixth birthday, Sonya and Liz stopped celebrating their birthdays.”

Vaggie - *confused* “Incident? What incident?”

Azrael - “On their sixth birthday, they invited their cousins over to show how Liz changed thanks to Charlie’s help. However, things didn't go as they were hoping for.”

Zella - *glumly* “They broke their hearts by saying and doing hurtful remarks.”

Azrael - “They even burnt the gifts that they gave to them as an apology for Liz's previous actions.”

Husk - *sympathetic* “Gee that’s fucking rough for them.”

Blitz - *eyes widen* “I remember them…At the family reunion where they tried to frame them with poison pies and crystallize them. Never think those bastards can stoop so low to do that. Especially to their own family members.”

Azrael - “Yeah, and ever since that day, they stopped celebrating their birthdays.”

Sophie - “Man that's really sad. But birthdays are supposed to be fun and happy.”

Zella - *glumly* “It is no longer for our daughters. They no longer bring them joy or laughter, just sadness and buckets of tearful water.”

Vaggie - “Charlie…Maybe it best we don’t do this party.”

Charlie - *sighs disappointedly* “Yeah, I guess so. But I don’t get it…I always throw parties for them before and always have a great time!

Azarel and Zella looked at each other with uncomfortable looks. But they knew they had to tell Charlie the truth now.

Azarel - “Actually honey, it was YOU that had a great time not Sonya and Liz.”

Charlie gasped from hearing this. She ignored their baby cousins' feelings?

Charlie - “But I don’t understand I…I didn’t even invite the mean cousins. How could they-“

Then Charlie gasps and remembers times she threw the parties for Sonya and Liz. She would invite their parents and even the Sins to celebrate with them. However, while Charlie was laughing, talking and having a great time, Sonya and Liz weren’t. They looked uncomfortable and just either stayed in a corner, stayed in the kitchen, went to their rooms, or used the old “have to use the bathroom but stay long” trick. Remembering this caused Charlie to feel down and guilty.

Charlie - *shocked* “I...I had no idea...I'm such an idiot. *sniff* I'm a terrible cousin.”

Vaggie - *comforting* “Hey honey you’re not a terrible cousin, you just didn’t know the truth.”

Charlie - “But I should have! I'm their only big cousin and best friend! How could I not have noticed?!”

Angel - “Hey Princess, nobody is perfect.”

Blitz - “Angel's right. Don't beat yourself up, Charlie. Everyone makes mistakes.”

Charlie - “But I still want the twins to have fun for their birthdays.”

Vaggie - “Then why not do something different than a party? There's infinite ways to do it on a birthday instead of just a party.”

Angel - “Yeah you can take them where fun like a shooting range. That’s one of my favorite places to go beside sex dungeons.”

Blitz - “Or maybe take them to an arcade and have pizza.”

Husk - “Or go to the movies and see the latest film.”

Vaggie - “Or even have your dad take them to his amusement park, Lu-Lu World.”

Charlie - “Man these all sound like great ideas! It's gonna be hard to pick which one they want to do.”

“Why don't you ask her yourself?”

Charlie spun around, and there she found Hardy with Sonya and Liz beside him.

Charlie - *surprised* “Oh! Guys! I didn’t expect you to come back so early.”

Sonya - *skittish* “So...Mom and Dad told you, huh?”

Charlie - *sigh* “Yeah...Listen, Sonya, Liz, i'm really sorry for what happend to you girls on your sixth birthday. I had no idea that the other cousins would do such a thing. But how come you never told me about not liking parties?”

Sonya - “Because we know that they make you happy.”

Liz - “Yeah I mean you get overjoyed being at parties and especially at planning them. We couldn’t ruined that for you.”

Charlie - “I only thought of those parties to make you happy, not for myself. *lowers her head* So much for me being your best cousin.”

Sonya - *raise eyebrows* “What are you talking about cousin Charlie? You are my best cousin!”

Liz - “Yeah! You helped me when we were six and realized I meant to exist.”

Sonya - “And you defended me from those assholes who tried to frame me for poisoning those pies.”

Liz - “You accepted me for who I am.”

Charlie smiled from this and hugged both her cousins.

Charlie - *touched* “I love you girls so much.”

Sonya - “Besides there are actually some things we don’t hate about our birthdays. The present is the obvious one and cake.”

Liz - “To be honest, on our sixth birthday, I did remember something and it just came to me now…”

Flashback

When Liz was crying outside, she felt a gentle hand on her shoulder. She looked up and saw it was their cousin Charlie.

Charlie - “What’s wrong sweetie?”

Liz - *whimpers* “M-My birthday is b-bad!!”

Little Liz kept crying and then she felt being picked up by Charlie. Charlie was gently giving her a hug.

Charlie - “Aww don’t cry sweetie. Everything going to be okay.”

Little Sonya - “How?”

Charlie - “Well your parents did tell me the other cousins left. But we can still make it fun!”

Little Liz gave a small smile. Then Charlie handed them a gift.

Charlie - “This is from me and my dad.”

Little Liz opened her gift and her eyes widened. It was a harlequin hat.

Little Liz - “Wow! A cool hat! *puts it on* it fits me!”

Charlie - “Dad noticed you love the circus especially the clowns and wanted to give you a hat.”

Little Liz - *giggles* “Thank you!”

Little Sonya - *opened the gift* “Wow! Gardening tools!”

Charlie - “I even noticed you love flowers and plants.”

Little Sonya - “Thank you cousin Charlie!”

Charlie - “Come on, let's continue celebrating your birthday.”

Flashback ends

Sonya - *eyes widen* “Man…I can’t believe I forgot about that.”

Charlie - “Guess that’s why I always throw parties.”

Liz - “I guess I was so upset about what happened with those assholes, I forgot about that memory. Can’t believe I forgot that…”

Sonya - “But it does show despite us not liking parties the best thing about them is being with you. It makes it worth it.”

Charlie's eyes start to swell up with tears of joy. She gave her baby cousin a big hug.

Charlie - *sniffs* “You girls are the best cousins I could ever have.”

Sonya - “And I know what to do for our birthday.” *smiles*

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Next week had passed and it was Sonya and Liz's birthday. Her family and friends decide to come to the hotel for a movie day and then a laser tag game. With Lucifer's help, Charlie is able to set the hotel in a great movie. Right now, everybody was watching Sonya’s favorite movie and eating some snacks.

Charlie - “Man who knew a band of misfits is able to protect the whole outer space.”

Hardy - “Yeah! This movie is super amazing!”

Sonya - “What I tell ya. One of the best movies ever.”

Frostbite - “Hell yeah! All those weapons and fights, I know I would have taken dudes down in a heartbeat.”

Raina - “Yeah. I love all the pretty colors and how space is so big with stars and stuff.”

Rimfire - “I’ll admit it's not cliche. But I do wonder why they don’t kill the talking badger.”

Sophie - “Technically, he's a raccoon.”

Rimfire - *shrugs* “I would have skin that thing or eat it. I mean what animals are good for anyway.”

Angel - “Heh, if you try that, he would've blast ya to the smithereens. I mean, have you seen the size of that dude's gun? Boy, would I like to take that bad boy a joyride.”

Niffty - “Speaking of bad boys I love the leader! He’s so handsome and love how he kills people *giggled*”

Hardy - “Huh, funny. I figure you would go for the green dude who takes everything too literally.”

Niffty - “Oh he’s there too! Trust me, he’s number 1 on my list.”

Husk - “I’ll admit this movie is better than the other hot trash shit I've seen.”

Then the movie was finished and Charlie stood up and said:

Charlie - “Well, now that the movie is over, who's ready for some laser tag?”

Sir Pentious - *excited* “I am! I even got my own laser gun. Made it myself, you know.”

Vaggie - “No Pentious, the ones we have are toys not real ones.”

Sir Pentious - *disappointed* “Awwww.”

Frostbite - *scoff* “Relax old man. The toy versions are fun. But I know I’m gonna win since I’m the best.”

Rimfire - *grins* “Is that a challenge?”

Frostbite - *proudly* “You know it dude!”

Raina - *worried* “Will these light things hurt?”

Charlie - “Don’t worry they are harmless.”

Liz - “Okay, enough chit chat, let's play!”

Then everybody began to play and chase each other around. Angel had four guns on his hands and began shooting at Sonya.

Sonya - *annoyed* “Hey! No fair!”

Angel - “Oi, be grateful that I ain't using all my six arms!”

Cherri - “Better start running squirt!”

And she did. She ran as Angel and Cherri chased after her while blasting at her with their lasers.

Sonya - “Cut me some slack it’s my birthday!”

Liz - *annoyed* “You mean OUR birthday. Also, *zaps her twin sister with her laser* gotcha!”

Sonya - “Betrayal!”

Liz - “All's fair at love and war, you know!”

Azarel - “Okay guys! It’s time for cake and then presents!”

Sonya and Liz - *gasps* “CAKE!!!”

They ran and saw that their cake was a big vanilla and chocolate cake. There was even ice cream on the side and luckily it wasn’t melted. Sonya and Liz were about to use their hands to grab the cake but then their father stopped them.

Azarel - “Whoa whoa girls! You’re not toddlers, use a cake knife!”

Both - *sheepish* “Sorry Dad.”

Azrael gives them a cake knife each.

Azarel - “Now you can take them.”

Sonya - “I can’t wait to taste this cake!”

Liz - “And ice cream!”

Sonya and Liz slowly scooped a piece of cake and ice cream from their plates and bit it at the same time.

Both - “Holy crap it's good!”

Zella - *chuckles and to the others* “Please have some cake there’s plenty for others to take.”

Everyone grabs a slice of cake and ice cream. They all agreed that it tasted really good and they were talking and laughing too. As they were eating cake it was time to open presents and Sonya grabbed one from the table.

Sonya - “Alright! Okay let’s see! *see a pink box and said it was from Angel* Okay this is from Angel Dust.”

She opened it and had a deadpanned look on her face. The gift revealed to be baby stuff like a toy rattle and pacifier. Angel was laughing along with Cherri.

Sonya - *annoyed* “Ha, ha. Very funny, Angel. Maybe you could use these for your next film.”

Angel - *stops laughing* “Relax kid, it's just a joke. Here’s your real gift.”

He handed Sonya a red wrapped gift. She opened it and saw it was a t-shirt with flame designs and for Liz it was the same thing but the flames were blue.

Songs - “Wow this is cool!”

Liz - “Ya got good taste Angel D!”

Angel - “Oh I know that. By the way, the baby stuff is actually for Nuggies.”

Angel takes the pacifier and places it in Fat Nuggets' mouth, as he sucks on it rather adorably.

Liz - *excited* “Okay my turn!”

She saw a present and opened it. It was from Rimfire.”

Liz *amazed* “Wow! Hunting daggers!”

Rimfire - *nods* “Yep, best ones ever crafted. Sharpen them myself.”

Sophie - “Sonya! Lizzie! I got something for you guys too!”

Sophie brings out a beautiful drawing she made for them.

Sonya - *impressed* “Wow! You made that yourself Sophie?”

Sophie - *happily nods* “Uh-huh. You guys are not only my best friends but like sisters to me too!”

Liz - *cooing* Aww Cupcake, this is the sweetest thing you ever made!”

Sophie gives out a sweet and adorable smile. As Sonya and Liz gave her a hug. Then she grabbed a present that was wrapped in card designs and knew who it was from.

Sonya - “Ooh this present is from Husk!”

She opened it and it was a pack of cards and dice.

Sonya - *confused* “Oh how nice! But what’s it for?”

Husk - “Oh, there's plenty of use for a pack of cards and dice, such as tricks, games, *whispers* And maybe a gamble or two.”

Sonya - “Oh well thank you!”

Charlie - *excited* “Ooh! Open mine!”

Charlie handed Sonya and Liz her present. Sonya and Liz saw it was a necklace and when she opened it, it was a picture of a young Charlie with the twins.

Charlie - “I wanted to make something special since you guys had it rough but wanted you to remember you always have somebody to be there for you.”

Tears of joy welled up in Sonya and Liz's eyes. Sonya and Liz gave their cousins a big hug.

Sonya - “Thank you Charlie for everything.”

Liz - “You’re the best cousin we ever have.”

Sonya - “And thank you for making this the best birthday ever.”

Charlie gives her cousins a big hug in return.

Charlie - *smiles* “You're welcome, girls.”

Sonya and Liz continue opening presents and they each had something that was based on their interest. Like getting stuff animals, clothes, even action figures. The pets and Egg Bois got Sonya and Liz gifts too. KeeKee gave them a toy mouse, Fat Nuggets gave them two rocks, and the egg bois gave them random bottles they found in the recycling bin. Then it was Hardy and Blitz turned.

Hardy - “Hey girls, wanna see my gift for you guys?”

Liz - “Hell ya!”

Hardy hands them a present box and the two open it. It reveals a rather bizarre yet interesting-looking thing that looks like a cross between an ancient artifact and a gaming console.

Liz - *impressed and confused* “Whoa, that looks cool, Hardy. But... What is it?”

Sonya - “Hold on, I've seen this before. *pulls out a book* It's called the Doomsday Drive Mk. DCLXVI, the Phantom Reality Gaming Console. It was supposed to be a legend.”

Hardy - *nods* “Yeah, Blitz and I found it when we were helping Grandmaster Long clean his things. Stories say that there are seven games to collect and you can collect them by playing each game. After you collect all seven games and beat them, it will grant you a single wish.”

Sonya - “Really? That’s amazing!!”

Hardy - “Yep but you gotta be careful cause sometimes it can get a little tricky.”

Angel - “One question. Is this thing safe? Because usually these sort of things are said to be cursed or something, like that magical jungle board game movie.”

Hardy - “There's an instruction manual saying that should only be played by demons, and not humans. For humans, it'll be extremely dangerous. However, for demons like Sonya and Liz, it's tolerable. It does, however, have certain rules to it.”

Charlie - “What kind of rules?”

Hardy - “Well, for starters, if you lose at a game, then you will lose all your progress and the games that you've managed to collect, meaning you will have to start all over from the very beginning.”

Liz - *amazed* “Whoa, like Dark Souls.”

Hardy - “Right. Plus, from a certain game that you lose in, you will have to endure 24 hour curse penalty. For example, if you lose the Gluttony game, you will have to endure 24 hours of insatiable hunger.”

Angel - “You mean that they'll eat as much food as they want, but it won't be enough to fill them?”

Rimfire - *impressed* “Crikey, that's gnarly.”

Frostbite - “Yeah it sounds really badass!”

Raina - “So amazing!”

Sophie - “What happens if they lose? Will they lose their wish?”

Hardy - *shakes his head* “No, they just start over from the beginning while having to endure a different type of curse for 24 hours.”

Husk - “And you say there are seven of them?”

Hardy - “That's right. Each one represent the seven deadly sins: Pride, Lust, Greed, Gluttony, Envy, Sloth, and Wrath. From a certain game you lose in, not only will you have to start over, but you will be given a 24 hour curse based on that certain sin. Such as Gluttony being insatiable hunger, and Lust makes you hyper-flirtatious to every person you see, no matter your sexual orientation.”

Sonya - “Well we are definitely staying away from the Lust one.”

Liz - “We might have to if we're going to get a wish. Otherwise, we'll just have to keep this thing as a fancy paperweight or something.”

Sonya - “Well alright we will do the lust one last.”

Liz - “Good idea, so which game should we play first?”

Sonya - “Let’s do the one in the gluttony ring. I mean after all, if we lose we will just wanna pig out.”

Liz - “Like we always do.”

Sonya and Liz high-fived each other and begin their quest to obtain their wish. It truly was the best birthday they ever had.

To Be Continued...

The End.

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deathfavor · 2 years ago

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@kisumshi said: "what made you this way?" dorahan

send 🍻 + a question for my muse's drunken (honest) answer

Hanma doesn't normally drink to the point of actually being drunk. There are times though, like tonight, where it happens be it intentional or accidental. ( It's the former in this case.) But he's only ever once drank to the point of blacking out and never since. He's seriously contemplating it in the face of that question and he promptly settles on another shot that's definitely going to fuck him up later. But who gives a shit? Not Hanma. Not any other fucking soul on this planet will either. ( Liar. He can see Draken's expression and it makes his stomach curl unpleasantly because Draken probably does even when he shouldn't. Because Draken's just too fucking nice. He shouldn't care about Hanma at all. Hanma thinks Draken's niceness will be Draken's own downfall and he dreads the thought of that. ) His throat burns and he can't tell if its the alcohol or something else.

" What way? So fucked up? " Hanma asks with a bark of laughter that rings hollow in his ears. " Same pathetic sob story as pretty much everyone else. " He responds, staring at the glass in his hand with something close to disdain. " Pathetic excuse of a mother who'd rather be drunk and sleeping around and whatever other shit she does. If she's still around anyways. Don't know who my father is, probably dead or locked up or some shit like that. " He takes another large drink from the bottle, winces at the burn but doesn't complain - he grins, bitter and angry in a way he doesn't normally show. Maybe he doesn't even realize that anger himself. " Pops tried to care for me whenever my mom dropped me off at his place before she started to forget and left me on my own. I think he pitied me and that pissed me off so I became a little hellion. Ran away before I was even ten and been living on the streets most of the time since. Disappointment runs in the family I guess. " He laughs, and laughs but it's not an amused laugh.

He finishes the bottle and sets it aside, staring ahead. " Got into shit I shouldn't have way too young, saw things I shouldn't, probably broke a few things up here. " He taps his head as he stretches out his legs and grins, teeth hiding an empty void that fills his skin. He swears if he breathes he'll hear it echo between his spine and his ribs. " Then I just...stopped feeling anything at some point when i was young. I fought and broke shit just to feel something. Wanted to be entertained somehow. Wanted to have people's attention but even that faded. Especially when I was winning fights all the time. Thrill of it all wore off and i was so bored all the time again. " Hanma spreads his arms with a laugh. " Yet here I still fucking am. Fucked up six ways from Sunday and then some. " He snickers, turning towards Draken.

His expression falls, turns flat and lifeless as he stares at the blonde. " That shit what you want to fucking hear, Draken? " He knows damn well Draken's seen the ugly bruises the decorate his skin tonight and reckless shit he's done recently. And Hanma doesn't care. Doesn't care when he's choking on blood or fucking with shit he probably shouldn't. " Wanna know all the sort of fucked up shit survived? That I've done? " He asks, a manic tone creeping back into his voice with masochistic delight.

He leans closer towards Draken, words forced out from his clenched jaw. " I don't need any of your damn pity, got it? You can take it and shove it somewhere else. " He hates the thought of it all, but he can't take back what he's spilled in his drunken state. He can just drink enough to forget he's said anything. His head falls, his whole body slouching as he leans on Draken' shoulder despite the way he'd snapped like a wounded animal. His voice softens. " Doesn't matter. None of this crap does. I don't give a shit for these gangs. I just...." He heaves a tired sigh, eyes closing for a minute and leaving whatever he started to say unfinished.

He's fucked up - he never should've said any of that shit because he doubts Draken's the kind of person who can just forget. " I hate nice guys like you. " Hanma comments quietly; it lacks any venom or bite or malice. It just sounds like a bone-deep exhaustion. It isn't true and he doubts either of them believe it, because if Hanma truly hated him, he wouldn't be here drinking with him. He wouldn't cook for him, wouldn't text him, wouldn't stay over, wouldn't let his mask drop or curl up to Draken at night, he wouldn't do any of this shit. That, Hanma thinks, is the worst part. He doesn't hate it.

Hanma lifts his head after several minutes of being so still that one could be forgiven for thinking he fell asleep. " Can you hand me another bottle? I'm already this fucked up, might as well keep going till I forget. Just drop me off at the hospital if it seems like I got alcohol poisoning. " He laughs, pathetic and exhausted but too lazy to fight to get another drink. Maybe he's had enough to forget by the morning anyways. His head falls back against Draken's shoulder, hair flat from its usual spiked state as his eyes seem distant and devoid of life despite how his chest raises and falls to prove otherwise.

#kisumshi #shoves this wall of text your way #you got more than you probably bargained for draken #but you asked & you got answers #had to fight hanma kicking and screaming to answer #because he wanted to avoid sO BADLY #᛭ — [IC] death follows in the wake of the reaper [SHUJI HANMA]

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sevenciircles · 2 years ago

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anyways, full ramblings under the cut. and y'all know me, millie supporter through and through, so here we go. my main opinion? finally some good fucking food. not that it beats out my fave truth seekers, but it's nice. a nice little thing.

gonna put this out there that I am not gonna talk about blitz and the sister thing simply because I don't really care. like the fizz episode, it served as less of a proper introduction and more like a teaser for what's to come. establishing further plot lines that will eventually go somewhere.

ANYWAYS I do think that it's nice to FINALLY see Millie shining outside of Moxxie. That she has her own talents, that she has her own struggles that are being hinted at. She's revealed she wants more attention, she's revealed she doesn't always like being just the angel of death. she would rather be loved for all parts of her. she's been in a supportive role for years (even in this mission her job was to support Moxxie while he gathered intel), she now finally has the spotlight. her reveling in people liking her is something that was nice to see. she is often take advantage of, unintentionally, by someone else. she rarely gets the opportunity to have the glory for herself.

I also love from the beginning it's established that Moxxie is taking his own desire for approval and the desire to prove himself way too seriously. he was obsessive with it. he assumed that he would taking point, and she'd be there to mop things up. however, when that didn't happen, he became frustrated because he felt his plan was being derailed.

this leads him to lash out at millie, forgetting it was his own idea. however, I'm glad that millie called him out by saying that she's always been so supportive of him and whatever he does. that she wanted the same in return. for once millie wanted to take an active role rather than a reactive one, and she had finally had enough of being overshadowed. it was entirely fair reaction. I don't blame her at all. hell, even when she tried to enjoy herself by the campfire she decided to cede her time to support Moxxie's dreams and goals. I'm glad she stood up for herself.

I do like that Moxxie and Millie did make up, through a balance of communication and ACTION. he showed that he was sorry, that he was willing to change. that he would amend his further action.

it shows that even though they have their fights, they are still a team.

for once, Moxxie's drama with himself is the set up for MILLIE, rather than Millie's things being the set up for Moxxie's. (i.e her family episode).

and yeah, I love how the ENTIRE camp worshipped her and everyone loved her. and how she became a celebrity because people love her millie-ness.

some other high points were discovering that drugs are like catnip to imps, millie can play the banjo and guitar, she's capable of sooooo many things, and we figured out how asmodean crystals worked. a bit dramatic, but it is what it is.

overall, this was clearly meant as a way to set up further plot lines and connections. as well as make a fun lil side plot of millie getting some vindication she rightfully deserved.

#apple pi(p)es ~ ooc #hb spoilers

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This is gonna be so long i am so sorry but i’ve been reading WG3 all throughout the day, at work, on the street and as i ate my lunch so its been all on my mind for HOURS now and i have to SCREAM about it somewhere 🤷‍♀️

First things first… Wanda, bestie, is currently in, what i’ve coincidently learned recently is called, the ✨dick sand✨ its where you lose touch of reality and friends and everything that actually matters and just fall for a guy like a fucking idiot falling into quick sand, so yeah we definitely hate this version of Wanda but i shan’t judge until Curtis like cheats on her or something, which he will, and she’s left a sobbing mess being dragged out of the ✨dick sand✨

Also… we still have yet to see her handle reader in this fragile state and if she keeps ditching her for Curtis while she’s this distraught… you must kill her off please and thank you 😌

I understand that its more convenient for the plot for reader to forget about what happened in the ride back home with Steve but like she remembered being fucked in front of everyone by Ari while being most high and drunk! I’ve never been drunk before so i dont know if the haze intensifies as the liquor runs through ones’ veins but like i just hated that for her because it could have saved her but like i said it is essential for the plot i guess so i’ll just shut up about it 🥲

I LOVE how it all started with Ari forcing himself on reader and ended it with Steve doing the same thing and how the difference in her reactions was stark, depending on the dickhead, her feelings towards each one and just like the actual way they did the forcing! And i cannot believe that i am team Ari now! Like you’re really about to convert so many of us to Ari stans after this because Steve is a fucking monster and also you should definitely kill him off as well please and thank you 😌

Thank you for giving us a fragile and submissive reader who got to actually speak up and say no for once before all hell broke loose.. well.. looser 😅 with poyt, Omega was seriously pushed to her most extreme edge before falling over and just saying enough and even the way she said it was more to herself than to Steve tbh so this was a lovely change and i am grateful for it so thank you bestie 💜

Fucking Sharon! I can’t believe you made her nice and sweet! That is so genius of you but like also diabolical 😈 it’s like you had an angst bingo card and you’re just FEROCIOUSLY going for the win 😂

The ball hitting reader was just *chef’s kiss* and its just perfect for me cause this was such a classic romcom moment and then having Ari scoop her up and take care of her is also another classic romcom move and i love you so much for it! God you’re so talented im gonna cry 😭

Speaking of the scoop, Ari felt fast for reader, huh? Did not think he would fold so damn fast! I mean i understand your assholes tend to have a heart hidden deep deep DEEP within them that ends up beating hard for your readers but i thought this one would take longer so i am definitely pleasantly surprised i must say 🤭

Now for The Beef… i think Kira has to do with it. That kind of hostility between boys almost always circles back to a girl they fought over or like a sister that got burned lol but like also let me congratulate you on your stunning talent to make me hate Steve Rogers’ guts and to make him the WORST human being ever when his image is that of a golden retriever. Kudos bestie you have done what no one has ever been able to do which is break us essentially but we love it 💋

I can’t wait to hear Steve’s backstory about when he was hospitalized for his anger issues btw i’m holding my breath for that one cause neglectful parents 🤝 angry and confused child is very relatable to me and representation matters 👍

“I broke up with her.” is like singlehandedly the most powerful phrase i’ve read in a fanfic in a long time because the timing, Ari saying it and the way he chose to say it are all just so incredibly and perfectly woven together to create the best plot twist EVER! Again with the genius and the talent and the you’re the goat shenanigans 🙂

I love the questions at the end cause its such a clever way to engage with your readers and honestly you are one of the best fanfic writers in this fandom at that! Your blog is honestly just the best place to hang out and just have the best of fun like we’re all just this insane group of besties who keep fighting over Ari’s 13 inch dick (when soft) and spewing hatred in the ugly and icky face of Andy Barfer lol

I’m so sorry this is long but i’ve made a promise to myself that i would read every review for this chapter since i never did it for any of the previous ones or ever for poyt cause i have the attentions span of a snail so i just took liberty and just talked my ass off to kinda compensate for all the reading imma be doing lol

Anyway, in case it aint obvious yet, loved the chapter to death. Love you to death. Forever grateful for all that you give us. You feed us so well, mother, we are so chubby and cute just like little Rosie 😘😘😘😘

Yep, Wanda is definitely in dick sand right now! I love that hahaha, it fits perfectly.

And it’s not uncommon for people to remember only bits and pieces when they were drunk. When the Ari stuff happened, she had just drank. When the Steve stuff happened later, she was fully gone lmao. Like when I’ve gone on nights out, there have been times where I remember the beginning of the night but then have no recollection of anything else until the very end. And other times I remember everything! So it all just depends.

Also I didn’t really think you guys would think Steve was a monster 🤔😂 Like, as you said, they BOTH forced themselves on her. But the one who stopped and apologised is the monster and not the one who clearly didn’t stop? That’s soooo interesting to me mwahahah, but I didn’t see this reaction coming from yall but it seems to be the popular one! Tbh they’re both fucking monsters bahahaha but it’s called wicked games for a reason! 🤭🤭 also I think reader’s reaction to Steve in his bedroom was BECAUSE of her past experiences with Ari!! It made her wiser to the fuckboyness of boys hehehe and wary too!

Also hahaha I am so happy you appreciate the questions at the end tbh i do the questions at the end bc i remember a lot of writers doing it on 1dff (the 1d fanfic site) back in like 2014 lol and even I did it when I wrote a fic there! It’s bc whenever I finish a fic im so frazzled bc I’ve taken in so much info so all I can do as a review is a keyboard smash so the questions are a good way for me to gather my thoughts so I thought it would be the same for you guys!

Thank you so much for reading and leaving such a wonderful review bestie! I love you sm 🩷🥹 Now let’s see if Ari truly lives up things bc he has a lot more people in his corner this time around hehehe

ANDNSJXJSJA CHUBBY AND CUTE ROSIE DIDNSKSK I FORGOT ABOUT HER 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹

#rosecoloredboygirl #wg 3 spoiler #wg ask

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esterzach · 1 year ago

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This is just me obsessing over an old show. Again. What else is new?

Omg, this is perfection. Parenting Made Easy, 3.10, The Good Wife Such a juicy bite! I love that show, especially the first 3 seasons. I don't know if this is about age thing... but coming back and seeing it now, from a different perspective - just pure pleasure. The writing of the relationships and the drama! With all the ups and downs in the mood! Damn, they were good! This is exactly the type of writing that resonates with me. I watched a couple of episodes of other things lately. Well... Nope. They all seemed as if they were made for children. Some are really iconic series, but they just seem... meh... There is a good line here and there, but overall they feel shallow. And I get it, somewhere from the 90s, but The Nanny was from the 90's and still works fantastic, way better than other famous sitcoms from the same period.

It's not the era. It's the quality. There isn't a moment to breathe here. When something is funny, it's hilarious! When something is dramatic, it hurts! I can't help but think what would have happened, what was the initial plan about Alicia and Kalinda if certain someone hadn't decided to act like an idiot. I will never forgive her for this. Professional behavior, my ass... Anyway!

I love these writers! No idea who they are, but they deserve their weight in gold!(Leonard Dick is the only familiar name, and that's just because he wrote for House. )

It's rare for a show to make me care about pretty much every character. Usually it's about 3 people. The rest seem like a blur in the background. Here they feel solid! Even the guest actors. Often especially the guest actors. I know many of them are talented actors, but I didn't the first time I watched them. They were just characters for me. Some I understood and loved, others still hate with passion. Kanning and Elsbeth Tassioni! Whoever came up with her is brilliant!

But anyway! My thoughts were about this episode. Alicia is worried about her daughter, it started in the previous episode. Some of the people she defends are psychopaths, and it takes a toll on her. Oddly enough, she was witness to some seriously disturbing shit and never even flinched. But in her defense, on one occasion she was drunk, and it was hilarious. Now her kid decides to disappear and go to... some shady dude who baptized her. Yup. Her daughter still is among my least favourite characters. Even her son is more understanding and bearable than her. I feel like they either messed up with this kid's character, or she was done this way on purpose. Maybe to create a rift between her and her mother later on. Still...

So she disappears and Alicia freaks out, not being able to find her for several hours. Understandably, in her head, she's seeing the worst. Only her son is calm and tells her exactly what ended up happening. The interesting part is what happens around her without her knowledge. The way people revolve around her, activate to help, their reactions, and how effective or useless they are. I can't stand Peter! But have to admit - when it's about their kids, he cares and behaves as a normal father. The moment Alicia calls him, he understands and quickly forgets how angry he is at her and how lousy their relationship is at this moment. This isn't about them - this is about their child, and understandably, he uses all his power and resources to start looking for their daughter.

Kanning, who is usually a snake, a brilliant cutthroat, and ready to use every opportunity, takes a second to realize how upset and scared she is and immediately steps in to offer help. Despite his behaviour in court, he admires her and cares about her in his own way. Granted, by the end, he is his usual self and does something shocking... or very predictable. I don't know if I admire him, hate him, or am jealous that I can't be that opportunistic and smart. Probably all of the above. But here, the most amazing reaction goes, yet again, to Kalinda. At this point, the relationship between her and Alicia is disastrous. After the blow-up between the two about 11 episodes ago, Alicia can't even be in her presence. At the beginning of the episode, she even angrily asks: "What are you doing here?", when Kalinda comes to help the intern. A small reminder that Kalinda is sleeping with the dogs at the moment.

But one of the best aspects of this relationship is that Kalinda is almost like a shadow to Alicia. A guard of sorts who follows her closely and is ready to jump. And it's even better that this is not just explicitly shown on this occasion, but it's always there throughout the series from the very beginning. From their first case. From the first courtroom appearance of Alicia. Kalinda is there to give support. An encouraging word. An intimidating presence to the others who are or can be a potential threat. She is a rock. In this case, she senses something is going on, understands the situation from a couple of words, and immediately goes into action! She speaks with Zack, goes to Grace's girlfriend before the police, asks the right questions, and finds Grace before everyone.

The way she dismisses Will on the way out is absolutely the icing on the cake. Will meets her and asks her if she has time, she brushes him off, without even a look with a short "no" and leaves. Mind you, she is at work, and that's not just her colleague, that's her boss! The person who hired her, who is one of the closest people to her, said directly to her "I've got your back!". Her priorities can not be more clear.

Her loyalty is amazing! Later on, she shows it time and time again. It's even sweeter when this is shown in contrast to how she uses people and doesn't give a fuck about them. She respects Diane, but she is just a boss. She likes and respects Will, but she won't hesitate to manipulate him to give her a raise. Later on, she shows the same loyalty to Cary, risking jail to save him. But for Alicia, she would do anything. Literally anything. Forget breaking the law, forget jail - she is willing to kill. Poor Will. This was a bad time for him. Misunderstood, dismissed, and left outside the action he even misinterpreted what he saw when he came to her apartment. It's not that he didn't want to help, but Alicia thought he was calling about work or about them, and at that moment, he was the one who was unfortunate to be the receiving end of her anger. The guilt that she put herself first for once and could have cost her everything, even though there was no connection with what happened, made her decide later on to end it.

It almost felt like Will doesn't have a place in that part of her life. He wouldn't be able to understand - that's her family, and it seems like Will is not the type of guy built for a family. He is a playboy, married to his job, immature, enjoying his money and freedom, and a love affair with a colleague is just the type of thing he would do for fun, with no depth, just because it's fun and dangerous. If depicted this way for the viewers, it would have made me not like him very much. The whole thing with Alicia would've been meaningless and annoying. He could easily be just a dumb macho or a prick, that would make me say 'Pff, f off... "

But... he is not. And that's also made skillfully from the writers. In the eyes of most people around, even Diane, who knows him really well, Will is having fun, albeit dangerous fun with a coworker. It's again Kalinda who sees how deep his feelings for Alicia run. Will is subtle. Well, most of the time. He keeps his distance and respects her wishes. He asks her what she wants and what she thinks. He meets Zack and actively tries to be nice, he is awkward, wondering how he should behave with her son, but he tries. Later he asks her if she wants him to meet her children. She refuses, saying that there is no need. But just asking for this... seems like something huge! At this point, they are just having a secret affair, not telling ANYONE, because she is married to Peter. If that was just sex, he wouldn't think at all about something like this. But he had already made up his mind in that voicemail long ago. It's just she doesn't know that. It's telling how their first meeting with Owen went. Alicia's brother is one of my favourite characters in the show. Owen, and later Marrisa seem to be the voice of the viewers. I have loved Owen from the very moment he first spoke! Sharp, funny, perceptive, and kind, a bit messed up in his relationships, but he genuinely loves his sister and her children. Owen hates Peter, and it feels like it's mutual, and that resentment didn't start with the scandal. But with Will, they click from the very moment they meet. And Owen constantly pushes Alicia to Will, convinced that this is what will make her happy. It's also interesting that every time he asks her if she is in love with Will and if this will hurt her, she says "no". It feels like the whole idea is that she sees the situation from the cynical point of view of an outsider or the society. Maybe the society is right, probably her affair is the same old cliche of a boss messing around with an employee. No matter how Will behaves or what he says, what would it take for her to even consider that it is something more? Did life so far teach her anything else? The constant lesson to her was: "You can't trust people, they will hurt you." Betrayal is the ongoing theme throughout the series. It's not about her being a victim. People are like that - they don't care, they are selfish and will betray you. Her mom doesn't seem to care, she just lives her life, her husband from 20 years, the person who you are supposed to trust the most in the whole wide world, who you shared everything with you, spit on your trust and exposed you to the world to become a mockery, left you to fight alone, and to look for excuses for mistakes that aren't yours at all. Every one of her friends abandoned her, new ones either don't stick or put themselves and their interests before you. Or worse - they hurt you for no reason whatsoever. Trusting someone with your heart starts to look laughable with time. If she opens herself to it she exposes the last thing that is left of her inner self, the most intimate part of her, and is betrayed again, will she survive? I guess she chooses to think that this is fun for two grown adults, and that's it. Even Diane thinks so. The moment she found out about it she was sure that this fling would mean a disaster for her job. Because it's the only thing she has to protect, the only thing important to her, the meaning of her life. She can not comprehend that this relationship can be something that can be more important than their jobs and that they can view it differently. She goes into a protective mood over her job. This looks like one of the most American traits of the show - that cynical view of people's feelings and the normal, human side of the relationship. Work is more important than anything, and it can be the sole meaning of one's life, nothing else.

That is another can of worms people would probably hate me for digging into around here. But it's yet another aspect of the writing in this show that I love. Don't get me wrong - I like Diane, but for the first seasons of the show, she comes across as the cold, calculated bitch, who is ready to walk on corpses just like everyone else around her. She has no sympathy for almost anyone, man or woman, and is led by her desire for success and money until she is faced with uncomfortable love and a devastating loss that slowly makes her rethink everything. Someone in the previous seasons mocks her that she likes to pretend that her company is a family, and the accuracy of the statement is perfect. Family doesn't cost you millions if you make a mistake, you don't get into it (Usually) by giving obscene amounts of money, and the family doesn't (again usually) betray you over a deal, a family is supposed to be above that, and based on... love? Trust? Security? Support? Respect? Family means protection.

Not for Diane. And lately, not for Alicia. Diane never had one, and Alicia was stripped of the notion she could rely on hers. Her mother is nowhere to be seen, her brother gone for years, her husband... well, left her broke, jobless, humiliated, and she had to give up her home, with only a vicious, hateful mother-in-law who couldn't wait for every opportunity to make her feel like shit.

When Diane finds out about Alicia and Will, she doesn't think that there could be something more there. She thinks Alicia may have developed feelings, but she'll get over them. But for Will, it doesn't even cross her mind that he could be genuine. And she has known him for years. Ironic, considering in this episode, he speaks about a commitment to Kalinda. It's not new, but saying it out loud is a huge step forward. That's the man who claimed he doesn't do feelings in a recent conversation with her.

People lie. Alicia lies to convince herself, Will lies so he doesn't look weak, and Kalinda lies to save her own life and the people she cares about. Peter just lies. Because... a habit? At the end of the episode, it looks like one relationship is over, another is reviewed through a different lens, and a third one is presented with the possibility of being repaired.

The title "Parenting Made Easy" seems to hit another level of double meaning. No sane person in the world would say that parenting is easy, especially in a city with a crime rate through the roof, for people who struggle with personal problems, and in professions where people would do anything to get what they want, riddled with criminals who are ready to kill. But on some level, it's comforting to know that even then, in certain situations, everyone would forget everything else and focus on what's important. It takes a village, even for the wealthy. Even if it is a bit crazy.

#The Good Wife #Random thoughts #Rant #I'm horrible when I find an obsession #Nothing new basicaly #Alicia Florrick #Will Gardner #Sorry #English bad

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