theengguy

[theengguy]

Wooper enjoying a glass of lemonade

Yeah I know its not perfect, but any critism is welcome.

[theengguy]

First came elephant Peach with Mario Wonders and what will come next Pony Peach with her Crown Cutie Mark? Which tbh would be funny and cool.

[theengguy]

Vulpix tries to enjoying a nice drink <3

[theengguy]

This heart is here to hug you. So you feel fine today.

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Demonic Pursuit: A Chaotic Escape

Just another ordinary day unfolded before us. My closest companion, the person I'm engaged to, and I decided to take a leisurely walk outside the bustling city. Out of nowhere, my fiancé nudged me and pointed, "Hey, do you catch that? Over there, some guy's hanging around, giving us this big creepy grin."

I glanced in the direction he indicated, reassuringly chiming in, "Hey, don't sweat it, Fiancé. Probably just some stranger goofing around. What harm could they possibly stir up, especially with you by my side you hunky man of you?" As I spoke, I sealed the sentiment with a gentle peck on his cheek. Time ticked on, but it became evident that the man hadn't budged an inch; he stood there, still fixed on us, that same peculiar expression plastered on his face.

I narrowed my eyes, mimicking the expression of a senior with failing sight attempting to make out the finer details. I squinted at the guy, my mind racing to identify if there was any familiarity in that face. And then it hit me, like a bolt out of the blue, "Hold on a sec, could that be Logan Paul?"

His eyebrow raised, "who the hell is Logan Paul?" I shrugged, "I dunno Jake Paul, either, but I think they're the same person."

Suddenly Logan started sprinting to us with something in his hands. "HEY GUYS DID YOU HEARED ABOUT PRIME HYDRATE?!?!?!?!?!" he said in a eccentric way with a big grin in his face while shoving that bottle in our face.

It only took my fiance two sword swipes to take down the man lunging toward us, bringing a smile to our bloodied faces.

The moment we turned around to keep doing what we previously planned, when he suddenly jumped up again placing his head on my shoulders and telling me in a breathy and heavy way "We even have now Prime Energy that will give you the extra kick into the start." I couldn't move its like my whole body is in a sudden state of fear. When I thought to myself "What is going on? Whats this guys problem!!"

With no viable options left, my fiance's sword flashed again as he impaled our assailant. He was then dragged to a nearby tree, where the sword was plunged through as well. "Oh good, he's been impaled." We called for guards with rope and, like, a ton of knives, and stuck those in for good measure (and for stress relief).

When we finally breathed a sigh of relief to end this horrible situation once and for all, something unexpected occurred as we were about to step back into the city. "Oh no, my dearest Fiancé, this is an earthquake! Please hold me tight." I exclaimed in a dreamy voice, leaping into his arms. He replied with a smile my attempt to hug him. However, what we didn't know was that this wasn't a normal earthquake – it was the impaled Logan Paul, screaming in agony and despair. His voice grew more and more demonic as he became larger, grabbing some of the guards and devouring them. As he tossed the guards into his mouth, all we could hear were their screams echoing from the bottomless pit that was his stomach.Locking his gaze onto us, I moved closer to my fiancé in fear, hoping he could protect me. Logan advanced toward us, his gigantic head looming, and he spoke in a demonic voice, "Prime costs only $9.99 and is available in all local stores in North America and the UK." Trembling in fear, we fell to the ground on our rear ends.

Rear ends now in a defensive position, I shakily held my hand up. "C-can I hold the bottle? I'd like to see for myself." Jake or whatever grinned a wicked grin, placing the bottle in my hand. I began twisting off the cap, and my fiance looked at me in horror. "Dearest, no," he whispered. "You don't have to do this." He had placed his hand on top of the bottle, eyes pleading. "Cap?" I shook my head, "no cap." Tears sparkled in his eyes, "Frfr?" I nodded, "Ong." I winked both eyes at the same time to make him double sure that I was alright. I looked the beastly demon in front of me, new-found resolve in my soul, as I poured the drink directly into the dry soil below. I grabbed my partner's hand. "Run."

The moment we started running, the beast jumped up in the air and screamed in a hateful manner, "MY NAME IS NOT JAKE, BUT LOGAN!" We both ran into the city, hoping to hide there and that the town guards could deal with it. We somehow managed to outrun the beast as it continued screaming that its name is Logan. After a few minutes, my fiancé and I reached the city gates and begged the guard there to close them because there was a terrible beast in front of the city. After a while of begging, and oddly enough, the guard demanded that he could cuddle with my fiancé for a few minutes. He then ordered to close the gate. Just as the gate was closing, we heard the demon Logan running on all fours toward the gate, screaming in a demonic and horrible way, "CONSUME, PIGGIES, CONSUME, AND LET CAPITALISM DESTROY YOUR FUTURE." When he reached the gate, there was suddenly silence. However, a moment later, an aggressive knocking on the door began. It was so loud and terrifying that we all recoiled in fear. The knocking grew louder and more aggressive, the kind of intensity only a demon could create. "Shit, what are we gonna do?" the guard screamed in fear. "We need to alert the Queen so they can save her. Yes, that's the right way. You two try to hide somewhere while we try to hold it back as long as we can," he said to us, even giving my fiancé another kiss on the lips, which was oddly peculiar. I looked at my fiancé with a weirded out look and asked him why the hell he had even embraced it, and he just shrugged it off.

The two of you huddled close together, several barrels and boxes hiding your shaking frames. "Darling, I'm frightened. Frightened by Logake... Jagon?...Paul??... I don't fucking know, it's the same guy, so it really doesn't matter... wait... what was I talking about?" Your fiancé looked back at you with empty eyes, "What? I wasn't really listening, I was wondering what to have for dinner." "...I don't think this is the time for that." My face hid nothing of my confusion. "What do you mean?" He tilted his head. "We have a lot of uninterrupted time right now. We keep having meatloaf I've noticed. Like, I don't mind meatloaf, but it's been every week lately." Your jaw dropped. "Well that's news to me! What, were you just going to pretend for the rest of your life?? I thought you loved meatloaf?! I don't know who you ARE anymore!!" Your voice echoed throughout the room, sealing your fates. Claws raked against the door of the left side of the room, as the previous guard burst through the right door. "Thank god I got here in time! We must hurry!" The guard waved us over, but I shook my head. "My good sir... I must ask you to take on a horrible task." The guard's eyes widened, an audible gulp rising from his throat. "You must sacrifice yourself for the good of this country. For my safety." The guard stared at me, appalled. "The fuck?Jakaul is going to keep relentlessly making me drink that shitty, overpriced drink for the rest of my life! Why the hell would I do that?!" "I'll give you this meatloaf-hating asshole of a fiancé," your tone was flat, but your offer was firm. "BET." And with that, the guard launched into my ex's lap, and they got comfortable as the last of the door was being raked down. I ran through the right door, thankful to get rid of 3 weirdos in one transaction.

As I stepped out of the door, my heart raced with a mixture of fear and determination. I could hear the sounds of chaos behind me as the guard and my now ex-fiancé dealt with the monstrous demon Logan Paul and his Prime Hydration. But for now, my focus was on escaping this nightmare and finding a way to end this madness once and for all.

As I walked through the city streets, my mind was racing with thoughts of what had just transpired. I couldn't believe the bizarre sequence of events that had led me to this point. The encounter with Logan Paul, the demon transformation, and the desperate escape with finding out that my fiancé was gay for the guard – it was like something out of a surreal nightmare.

As I wandered through the city for a few hours, I found myself drawn to a quieter part of town. The sun was beginning to set, casting a warm golden glow over the cobblestone streets of this town. My heart was still pounding from the adrenaline, but a sense of calm started to wash over me. I needed a moment to collect my thoughts and process everything that had happened.

Lost in my contemplation, I suddenly heard a gentle voice from behind me. "Are you alright?" I turned to see a woman standing there, her greenish-hazel eyes filled with concern. She had a warm and caring aura about her that was both comforting and familiar.

I took a deep breath, my voice shaky as I replied, "I... I think so. It's been a strange day." She gave me a reassuring smile, stepping closer. "I understand. Sometimes life has a way of throwing us into the unexpected." Her words resonated with me, and I couldn't help but feel a connection to her.

Ana's appearance had a timeless elegance to it, her white hair cascading around her are like a waterfall of wisdom. The lines on her face told stories of a life well-lived. Despite her age, her eyes held a youthful spark that was both captivating and reassuring. I could easily forget myself in them.

"I'm Ana Amari," she finally said, extending her hand toward me. "And you are?"

I hesitated for a moment, then took her hand in mine. "I-I'm Dearest. N-Nice to meet you, A-Ana." Our hands lingered for a brief moment longer than necessary, and I felt a strange sensation in my chest.Ana's smile widened, and she gestured toward a nearby bench. "Would you like to sit and talk for a while?" I nodded, grateful for the opportunity to share my experiences with someone who seemed genuinely caring.As we sat down, Ana listened intently as I recounted the events of the day. I could see a mix of sympathy and understanding in her eyes as I spoke about the strange encounter with Logan and the chaos that had followed. Her hand reached out to gently rest on mine, a gesture of comfort that sent shivers down my spine.

"It sounds like you've been through quite an ordeal," Ana said softly. "But you're safe now." Her words had a soothing effect on me, and I found myself opening up to her in a way I hadn't expected. As the evening sky turned into a canvas of soft pastel like hues, our conversation flowed effortlessly. We talked about life, our experiences, and our hopes for the future. I learned more about Ana's strong sense of responsibility, her caring nature, and her unyielding belief in protecting loved ones.

Ana's stories were filled with a ton of wisdom and insight of a well lived live, and she spoke about her daughter, Pharah, with a mixture of pride and fondness. "My daughter has always been a source of inspiration for me," she said, her eyes glistening with emotion. "I've always hoped that she would follow in my footsteps, albeit in a more peaceful way."

As the night grew darker, Ana looked at me with a soft smile. "You know, sometimes the most unexpected situations can lead to the most meaningful connections, Dearest." Her words resonated with me, and I found myself leaning in slightly, our faces now just inches apart.

Suddenly in that moment, time seemed to slow down for me as our lips met in a gentle and tender kiss. The sensation was electric, sending a tingling warmth through my entire body. As our lips melded together, I felt the soft press of Ana's fingers against my cheek, her touch gentle yet firm, as if she was savoring the moment as much as I was.

The kiss deepened, our mouths moving in a slow and synchronized way. Ana's other hand found its way to my hips, her touch sending shivers down my spine. Our bodies pressed closer, and I could feel the steady thump of her heart against mine, a reassuring rhythm that echoed in the silence between our breaths.

As we continued to kiss, the connection between us grew stronger, as our bodies instinctively gravitating towards one another. Ana's lips traced a path down my jawline, leaving a trail of soft, lingering kisses that sent a rush of warmth to my cheeks. Her hands explored my form with a tenderness that only comes from a lifetime of experience, her touch leaving a trail of fire in its wake.

When we finally pulled away from that session, our foreheads pressed together, our breaths mingling in the cool night air. I could see the desire and affection in Ana's eyes, a reflection of the emotions swirling within me. As her fingers gently brushed a strand of hair from my face, I couldn't help but lean into her touch, craving the closeness that had blossomed between us.

Ana's smile was a mixture of contentment and anticipation, a silent promise of what was to come. "I'm glad we met." she whispered, her voice carrying a depth of emotion that resonated within me. And then, as if unable to resist the pull any longer, our lips met again in a passionate embrace, a silent affirmation of the connection we had forged.

Our bodies molded together, the warmth of Ana's embrace melting away any lingering traces of fear or uncertainty. Her hands traced the contours of my body with a reverence that sent my heart racing, her touch igniting a fire that I had never experienced before. Each caress, each brush of our bodies, felt like an unspoken promise of the intimacy that was building between us.

As the night grew darker around us, our bodies found solace in each other's arms. Ana's aged body carried a wisdom that was palpable in every touch, every whispered word of affection. And as we held each other close, I felt a sense of completeness that I had never known before, as if all the chaos and uncertainty had led me to this very moment.

Hand in hand, we walked back through the city streets, our hearts intertwined in a way that felt both exhilarating and comforting. The journey ahead was uncertain, but with Ana by my side, I knew that I had found someone who would be there to protect, care for, and love me – just as she had always hoped for her loved ones. After a while of spending time more time together with Ana we decided to offically start our relationship. Everything works perfectly and I really hope that she will one day make me her wife.

The End.