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redabeliz · 10 months

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Ok so I started watching Game of Thrones for the first time in my life 4 days ago and accidentally binged it here's my opinions on characters so far (finished s2) unfiltered by The Fandom

Ned - was a great man, I feel so complicated abt his relationship with Cat and his unknown relationship with Jon's mom cuz the way he gets a far away look when talking abt her to Robert makes it feel like he is either super guilty abt it or he cared for her much more than he ever cared for Cat. Bro was so dumb for trying to save Cersei and her bastard kids. Myrcella and Tommen seem nice enough but two nice incest babies doesn't make the one that's killing the entirety of Westeros any better

Cat - so cool love love love, I hate how she doesn't have much agency and when she does it's to release Jaime??? I should probably rewatch the episode tho bc I'm watching the show at work (13hr shifts so I walk away a lot without pausing and get spoiled before rewinding) bc i just dont understand her thought process. I feel so terrible that she doesn't even know if any of her kids besides Robb are alive but freeing Jaime is NOT gonna help imo

Robb - every time I look at him I think abt how similar he looks to Jon like they could be twins dude. He needs to quit having a relationship w that one nurse girl cuz this is war and the only thing that comes from showing the world that you love someone BEFORE YOU WIN is that they need to kill her. Idk how they're gonna do it but she's gonna die. But he's doing so well as the leader of winterfell and I love how Sean Bean lives on in the show and everything he did had meaning and his death wasn't for nothing. Anyways Robb's gonna be a great king but he's totally probably gonna get fucked over by David Bradley and/or his millions of kids

Jon - pretty boring storyline I'm sad to say. It feels soooo slow when he gets on screen. The baby thing was interesting and so is the Pale Man (I'm sure he has a scary name but I wasn't paying attention too well). He IS an interesting character at least his backstory I mean and in relation to Ned and Cat

Sansa - poor sweet girl I cry for her everytime she's on screen can't somebody save her she's like 13 Cersei let her freeeeee. Her actress is so good btw, I really didn't like how she had a crush on Joffrey so quickly but she paid for it when Lady died and continues to pay for having a silly innocent little school girl crush on the worst person to ever be born

Arya - her storyline is the most stressful, like she has a higher chance of dying than anyone else in her family. I do hope her and Gendry can be friends, he already seems like an older brother to her just like assassin guy

Bran & Rickon - I forgot rickon existed a lot. I actually forgot if Bran got his memory back, not like it matters since everyone knows Cersei and Jaime be fuckin. Anyways I'm sure Bran's gonna walk again due to magic or whatever idk why the First One girl is helping him instead of abandoning them too I got soooo stressed when I thought Bran and Rickon died that I didn't realize the farmers kids had died

Theon - rn I wanna shake him around cuz tf bro why would you burn and hang the dead bodies of ANYONE. I have a very black and white way of seeing things so I cannot ever forgive him for the kids sakes and a couple measly gold coins isn't gonna bring the kids back. I really don't care for him or his storyline anymore I thought he was funny with his "Oh I'm such an alpha male, women should fall at my feet cuz imma be king of the world!" Only to get thrown into reality when his sister has more of a right to the throne than he does

Robert - bro should've never gone hunting istg so much would've helped if he survived AND I THINK ACTUALLY THAT THAT OLD MAN DIDNT TREAT HIS WOUNDS SINCE HE PLEDGED AN OATHE TO TYWIN LANNISTER AND SOLD OUT ARYS ROBERT AND TYRION

Cersei - someone said she thinks in the BIG big picture and that doesn't make sense bc shes going out of her way to try and save Jaime from the Starks while trying to deny accusations of their incest. In a way her being such a terrible person makes me like Jaime because of the fact I doubt it was his idea to never interact with those kids. I keep forgetting their his kids too bc of the fact he's never around them or talks to them. Also her killing Jon Arryn was so stupid.

Joffrey - I saw a video on tiktok abt "the kind of person who watches the show from the wrong side" where the guy loves Joffrey and everything he does BEFORE I got to the part where he abused the two sex workers and ran away from a war he caused

Tyrion - he deserves happiness but Shae deserves to be free and now that Cersei is sus of her she's in so much danger. I don't think theyre gonna last and I'm gonna be so sad. I sincerely can't tell if Shae likes him or not and I feel like he's being suuuuper toxic by locking her up when he could've just let her be. When wartime came I was so impressed by him he was so cool. Truly one of the only good, if not THE best Lannister.

Brienne of Tarth - 🫰🫂🤌🗣❤️‍🔥💏🧎💞🙇🫦💘💌💋🫶💝😘🤩🥰😍🤗😚 pls notice me and all I could do for you, Queen

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lilyclawthorne · 3 years

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Keeping Up A-fear-ance's Thoughts

I finished writing this shortly after 3 am after watching the new episode like three times because I simply had too much energy about it and I have so many thoughts because I simply live for clawthornes and also I tried to break it up with more photos this time sorry not sorry if it's a lot ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

YOUNG EDA!! let me just say I am quite a fan of opening with a flashback like we've done here and the last episode

"we have never seen a curse like this before" Lilith you had shit luck picking out curses huh

"cut it out if we have to" goddamn Gwen let'a calm the fuck down a bit.

anyways we've only really seen young Eda as a wild and confident and happy little child so I appreciate seeing this side of her with the anxiety and fear she's feeling here. I love seeing what the curse stuff was like for her as a kid

Gwen: I raised a perfectly fine kid

Me: no you didn't look at her she's got anxiety

I'm guessing this is their backyard or just some woods behind their house?? wonder if the portal was placed there by another elder family member.

lmao I can't even begin to imagine what small Eda experiencing the human realm was like for the first time

Gwens giving me "I can't accept that my child is disabled/chronically ill/etc." here. y’know the kinda parent that'll put their kid through hell over something they probably will find a way to learn to live with (which Eda did do)

ok that's it I humbly request to know the story behind the fang now (also the noise she made when she put it in was freaking cute)

new dress! new boots! new dress! new boots!

..yikes that fridge is empty

"calm down the curse acts stronger when you're stressed" Eda do you know who you're talking to here

confirmation losing limbs is in fact a side effect of the curse!! (y'know since Eda originally said it just happens when you get older)

please I love these sisters they're so sweet and make me wanna go 🥺

"suddenly curious about my past" "always. always curious" Luz says exactly what we all think

witchlet?? sweet flea?? she's got pet names for them 🥺 (although idk how much I'd like to be referred to as any kind of flea sorry Lilith)

ok Gwen is very much not close to what I expected and I'm kinda grateful for that

she's more like super caring but still managed to royally fuck up which was my original head canon for clawthorne parents so uh that's cool. but literally, look at their body language, Eda's pissed, Lilith's sad and making herself small. she's clearly messed up with her parenting on both of them along the way.

"who knows what they put in those nasty concoctions?" mama clawthorne would be a fucking anti-vaxxer wouldn't she

ok I side with Eda here more than Luz and Lilith. just because Luz misses her mother, or Lilith hasn’t seen their mom in so long doesn’t mean Eda has to feel all grateful for the presence of Gwen, especially if the woman has caused her a lot of trouble over the years

I feel like the fact that its actually both Lilith and Gwendolyn have spent their whole lives dedicated to trying to find a cure could probably have held some kind of weight on Eda at some point. Even though she shouldn't feel guilty or responsible for that, I still feel like it's gotta suck knowing these people have spent so much time on something you know is likely never gonna happen, all for you.

Lilith 😞 her mother really just didn't pay attention to her all these years

hey if this guy does some next level healing magic then why isn't he more well-known, huh? why’d it take so long to come across him?? Gwen do you know what the fuck you're doing cause I think you don't

Lilith just because you're depressed about your mom doesn't mean you have to bring king down too 😠

SUPER irrelevant but is anyone else just bothered by the way Lilith is holding her spoon?? that doesn't seem like a comfortable way to hold a spoon. also is she left handed??

"knife season came early" EDA WHAT DOES THAT MEAN. is this a boiling isles things or is this a it’s common for people to throw knives at you thing

also I want to be surprised Eda fell for the apple blood signs but I am not 😔

Luz please trust you're gut on this one and not mama clawthorne

ok now I need to know why the fridge was empty but they had 18 cartons of ice cream this is why you guys don't have food you're wasting it all on ice cream.

wow never thought I'd see the day hooty became the voice of reason

also, night market ice cream?? are they implying this ice cream is like, edibles of some sort?? Lilith does seem kinda high here ngl. idk man but at least she wants to stand up for herself so good for her.

PLEASE kings just offering her ice cream while she transforms

"first in a series" Gwen honey oh no. you've been duped. I think we can see where Lilith got her naïveté from huh.

Also, nice snatch Luz 😊

anyways love how this show is basically making fun of moms who refuse to give their kids proper medical treatment or listen to medical professionals here

EXCUSE ME why do we know Gwen's palisman's name before we know Lilith's?????

"I am a mother who'll do anything for her daughter" you're mom who's suffocating obsession with one daughter has left the other neglected and is currently causing her to turn into a full on beast ya dummy

Eda DOES have a right to be upset. it sucks that her own valid emotions that she should get to feel will cause her while body to betray her.

PLEASE I’M SO GLAD LILITH’S BEAST DESIGN LOOKS LIKE HER AND IS NOT THE THING FROM THE TRAILER THAT IS ACTUALLY IN EDA"S HEAD WHEN SHE’S TRANSFORMED

but also why is she SO massive?? also anyone concerned that this is her first transformation and the light glyph trick wouldn't even work??

Gwen look at what you've done, you've fostered feelings of inferiority in one daughter causing her to feel the need for sibling rivalry that the pure instincts of the raven beast cannot suppress no matter how much their sisterly relationship had improved.

HOW COULD YOUR OTHER DAUGHTER ALSO BEING CURSED BE A PART OF THE PROCESS GWEN??

"after Eda was cursed, I joined the beast keeping coven" woah woah WOAH. you're telling me you only joined because of trying to help Eda. that covens existed, before Eda got cursed, and you very much weren't a part of one. combine that with "some words for belos" she has and do I smell wild witch theory still plausible???

anyways at least mama clawthorne is getting some sense into her head here

Morton c'mon help a girl out, that's some dang good art too what the heck dude

ok fine mama clawthorne to the rescue

no pls not raven beast Lilith crying im crying now

Gwen: I raised a fine and self-sufficient child

Me: no you didn't look at her. she's got, SO MUCH.

GODDAMN THATS SOME POWER. ngl this only adds fuel to the fire in my head that there was some kinda reasoning these sisters were torn apart, that someone felt they'd be too powerful together (and they were probably right)

"I heard you but I couldn't stop myself, I couldn't do anything" may be just because she's not used to the curse but again part of me is concerned that because she couldn't pull herself out of it even a little bit like Eda did that there's something wrong there. but she also could've been stressed beyond reasonably calming herself down too.

ok but this is sweet

NOOO im so sad Lilith's leaving :( I literally cried ok

"you lived here?" fine OKAY king that was hilarious even if im sad about this

"reconnect with dad" excuse me where the fuck has this man been in the middle of all of this. curse shit is going DOWN and he's just chilling at home.

I am curious about people's thoughts regarding the whole Lilith regression thing and the fact that she's literally going to be living with her parents again. I feel like it could help nurture that inner child she's been reverting back to and help her out a LOT. but I could also be concerned about it feeding into the regression and making it worse?? idk and this show probably ain't getting that actually deep into psych anyways

"some day my hair is gonna be big enough to do that too" Luz I cannot wait for the day. also mood, I wish I could do that too.

alright who's holding the fucking pen for hooty we need a volunteer RIGHT NOW so we can remain in contact with Lulu

NOT THE ONLY HUMAN? my bets on the real azura rip never mind she said he

Titan’s Blood?? interesting. If the blood of the titan is around I wonder what that means regarding the titans existence, and how long its been since the titan fell.

AHH BABY LUZ PHOTO

ALSO WHO THE FUCK IS THAT?? They're really gonna spring that on us like this??? Camila's gotta notice somethings wrong right??? Unless any differences she just chalks up to the camp?? oh god :(

well, anyways lumity shippers come get yo juice next weekend

anyways im gonna need to add a NOT canon compliant tag on that one Gwendolyn fic I wrote because it definitely do not comply anymore

#toh #the owl house #owl house #keeping up afearances #keeping up a-fear-ances

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musashi · 3 years

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are there any stories/facts about your job/coworkers you can comfortably share? maybe something cool they did/you did with them recently? anyone that stands out in particular among them, without getting too specific for. clear reasons?

what's cheeseburger up to atm? any notable stories or anything about him recently, or has he been just living his best life as usual?

which of the skyloft NPCs do you particularly like? for arguments sake, this is excluding the more story relevant ones, so no groose + his gang, no zelda obviously, etc.

as an opposite to that, talk about groose! i've always loved him as a character, and the bits you've said about him and his relationship with link and zelda is always great! also, any notable kin memories you have of groose? especially things that occured after he left skyloft, or even after the demise fight. what did he get up to after the credits rolled?

fun stories about your loftwing? were there any traits you and him shared notably? or any that were more opposite?

what are some of your favorite things about your favorite iterations of zelda? what i mean by that is like... what do you like best about tetra/wind waker zelda? what about skyward zelda? botw zelda? they're similar but all unique people, so what endears you the most about each of them?

i know this is a lot, so don't feel like you have to answer in any specific time frame. take as long as is comfortable, and i hope this helps!! ~🍄

these are so many!!! thank you for being so generous!!!

most of the ppl i work w are. kinda rude to me all the time so i mostly just drown them out so i don’t go insane. but there is this one kid who is just, like, a ray of sunshine every time he walks into a room. and he works so hard and he cares about his work and i feel like he’s the only bitch who gets me. we vibe over zelda and will just get into debates about the lore on the clock and i look forward to seeing him a lot.

what's cheeseburger up to atm? any notable stories or anything about him recently, or has he been just living his best life as usual?

he’s just doin he. he sleeps a lot. sometimes in boxes. sometimes under beds. sometimes directly on top of me.

a few weeks back i went to the ER for what i figured out was a kidney stone and while i was literally on my bed writhing in pain trying to hold out until my grandparents got there cheeseburger just like, jumped up on top of me and immediately starting pissing on me, as if to say haha, check this out. i can urinate better than you.

which of the skyloft NPCs do you particularly like? for arguments sake, this is excluding the more story relevant ones, so no groose + his gang, no zelda obviously, etc.

i love all of them so much oh no... everyone i love i love for kinnie reasons like i am tempted to say jakamar cause even though he’s kind of a sleazy dude he, as previously mentioned, smuggled me woodscraps to whittle fsdgjkfsgh

but parrow gives good hugs. and henya always has snacks hidden somewhere. and pumm will give you soup on the house sometimes if he can tell you’re in a rough mood. and and and........ i wuv skyloft. this is all kinnie bullshit actually.

talked about him a lil bit in my last ask hehe

fun stories about your loftwing? were there any traits you and him shared notably? or any that were more opposite?

aepon & i were the kind of pair where we seemed really dissimilar on the surface but i think if anyone actually knew us they’d be able to discern pretty quickly that we were 100% twinning. like at face value i was a pretty calm and quiet person who was just, like. spacey and sleepy and vibing while things happened around me, and aepon was this absolute speed demon who had the biggest, loudest presence any time he entered a space. ppl in skyloft called him my red terror.

but the thing about my bird is that he was stubborn to a fault, and recklessly brave, and he just didn’t. stop. and he loved fiercely, the second i was awake in the morning i’d hear him circling overhead and shrieking his happy little shriek, he’d fill my head with all his thoughts of hanging out with me while i was trying to concentrate on work. all those things, we had in common, but i wouldn’t have been able to tell you that. someone like zelda probably would have.

i think the best representation of it is at the beginning of everything when the tornado took zelda, the both of us just. dove right in. nothing else mattered, no conflict existed within either of us, i didn’t have to steer him in or send my intentions into our shared headspace, he just turned into an arrow flying straight into danger, and i went with him and we were one living being. like that’s our core. we are very opposite, until shit gets real, and then we are this beautiful unity tearing through the clouds.

HOW DO I COUNT THE WAYS I LOVE ZELDA AHHHHH

oot!zelda’s determination to defy fate... the way she refuses, from the start, to give in to darkness even though she’s only a little girl. the way she sees my commoner ass just waltz up into her private garden after breaking into her house still dressed in my stupid forest clothes and shes like. oh fuck yeah, wanna help me overthrow the gerudo king? and we’re, can’t stress this enough, ten. she’s so confident like she never worries about being powerless or out of her element, she never for a second believes this isn’t something she can fight. and when everything goes to shit she just keeps fighting!!! and still has the time to remind me that i can keep fighting too!!! literally where did she get that personality i love her so much!!!!

tetra’s fucking... simmering fire. her perfect balance between action and thought. like you can tell she’s pissed off and wants to start throwing punches but she always has the self-control to assess if it’s the thing to do in the moment. I CAN’T DO THAT!!! i’m pissed off i want to swords!!!! that motherfucker over there is PROVOKING ME!!!!! and tetra has the same fire inside her but she’s always just, like, “shut the fuck up, link. put your sword away. we need to get the jump on him.” and im like, AHHHHHHH because she’s always right. literally always. i don’t know how she does this but i think about it constantly. i love her level head and her scheming heart and her choice to carve her own destiny. i like how she finds out she’s a legendary princess from an age long past with sacred blood and shes just like ‘that’s cool but actually i’m tetra and i like to cuss and steal.’ and just does that forever. it resonates with me especially because even though the gods acknowledged me as the hero of winds i, like, wasn’t a ‘true’ incarnation of the hero. it’s just what i decided to be with what i was given. she and i are two sides of that coin and there is something beautiful abt that i don’t have words for. in a lot of ways she was my inspiration.

skyward!zelda’s um. everything? everything. i am so in love with her. i am so in love... with her. i am finding it harder to describe her than everyone else here which is so silly because she’s easily the person i was closest with. she’s just, like, made of fire and love? of passion. everything she is stems from what she loves--she loves old legends, and cliche romance stories, and stargazing, and going on adventures. zelda romanticizes everything in her life, she’ll stop mid-sentence to make you look at the sky because it struck her as particularly beautiful today, meanwhile i’m just like. thats the sky i see it every day i live here. and she’s so brave, so fierce, so resilient--there’s literally nothing that could scare her, i’m certain she got to the surface and immediately started spitting curses at blins, if ghirahim had actually found her alone she would have tried to come at him clawing and spitting. i was always so chill because all my anger was Stored in The Zelda, she’d just fight half my battles for me before i could register they were battles. idk. zelda was such an optimist who took everything in stride and believed, no matter what, that she could make it her own and make it beautiful and find something to adore within it. i might have had a quieter disposition, but she was always better at dealing with change than me. it was calming. i love her so much.

botw!zelda’s passion and inquisitive heart, oh my god, oh my god. i’m going to fucking fight everyone in the kingdom who ever made her feel like she talks too much. god it enthralls me, the way she just talks and talks and talks and LETS ME LISTEN, she lets me just SIT THERE and BASK IN IT like some kind of COLD REPTILE ON A ROCK. i literally cannot comprehend how she can fit so much knowledge about so many different things in her brain, and the way she’s ALWAYS BEEN LIKE THAT, literally just getting together with her techie friends and building whole ass machines when she was like 6 years old. shes looking at me like ‘oh this child prodigy curse my shortcomings why cant i be pulling enchanted swords when IM 12′ and im like PRINCESS YOU’RE FUCKING COOLER THAN ME LIKE CONGRATS I TOUCH A SWORD SOMETIMES AND YOU COULD LITERALLY MAKE A ROBOT TO DO THAT FOR YOU oh my god the way she doesn’t see how incredible she is makes me go insane i feel insane just thinking about it she’s the coolest fucking person i’ve ever met she’s the coolest person in hyrule the kingdom is too good for her i want her to take apart hyrule castle brick by brick and just leave a note behind that says ‘im too cool for you’ and then she gets on my ancient magic motorcycle and rides off into the sunset to some paradise far away and if i’m LUCKY she takes me with her. i love zelda

#kin ramblings #Anonymous #wendy answers

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palaugranetes · 4 years

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🔵BLAUGRANETS🔴

22 OCTOBER 2020

Riqui: Well I guess there is no other choice than doing this..

Pedri: Do what?

Riqui Added Arnau

Riqui: Well we have another one here. At this rate, we might as well just include the whole squad. BUT Welcome to this adult free mess bro!

Iñaki: 💙❤💙❤💙❤

Carlitos: Benvingut nanu!

Ronald: MANITO!!!!

Ronald: Look at you using those braincells @Riqui

Riqui: Nothing new

Ansu: BRO!!!! @Arnau 💙❤

Arnau: What even is this?

Frenkie: Adult Free Space.

Frenkie: WELCOME!! ❤💙

Arnau: Why is this even?

Francisco: Well I really am not quite sure of that yet.. But welcome!!!

Carlitos: This exists because we are sick and tired of the grown-ups.

Arnau: Who are the grown-ups? Aren't we all technically grown-ups?

Arnau: Well beside Ansu and Pedri.

Ansu: BOY DO NOT.

JC: 😂😂😂😂😂

Dembz: 😂😂😂😂😂

Ansu: 😒😒😒

JC:"Dembz: 😂😂😂😂😂"

Dembz: 🤜🏿

Ansu: I hate both of you so much.

Frenkie: It's only a week.. Just hang in there🤭🤭

Ansu: 😒😒

Pedri: 🙄🙄🙄

23 OCTOBER 2020

Carlitos: Anyways.. What I meant is that we are sick and tired of the ones in charge, their incompetence and their stupidity.

Riqui: Here here 🍻

Ronald: Thought popcorn was your TM

Riqui: 🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿🍿

Riqui: Happy Now?

Ronald: Elated!

Arnau: Ahhh I get it now. I see your point.

Arnau: So how long has this been going on?

Pedri: Like a month or so

Francisco: We still don't know what is happening here most of the times

Sergiño: Hey dude!! Another newbie here!! Welcome @Arnau

Arnau: 🤗🤗🤗

Ansu: What we do know is that El Clasico is tomorrow and I am about to jump out of my skin!

Riqui: I mean...

Carlitos: What do you guys think?

JC: Well what version of FCB is going to show up.. It depends on that.

Arnau: I really cannot sit through another Getafe type match... there aren't enough hugs in the world.

Iñaki: I feel ya bro.. pure torture.

Ronald: Look we tried..

Riqui: No Ronald.. You did.

Carlitos: And now that Jordi is back .. Y'all need to try harder.

Carlitos: I mean I love the guy but he needs to remember how to football.

Riqui: You say y'all as if any of us not named Frenkie Ansu and Sergiño is going to start.. Don't drag all of us into that mess..

Ansu: 🙄🙄

Carlitos: Oh no no Nanu I am happy for you.

Riqui: We'd be dead were it not for you kiddo.

Sergiño: I am just glad I'll be back to the right flank tbh

Sergiño: Like I'll play wherever I'm asked but...

Pedri: Exactly.. Imagine me playing on the left.. I'll do it sure of course, I'll try my best but it is not my favorite.

Francisco: Well I think it's natural.

Riqui: Ever since Antoine spoke he has been benched 🤭

Carlitos: Are we sure that is the only reason?

Riqui: Jeez

Dembz: 😐😐😐😐

Carlitos: Sorry.. But I only say this because I know what he can do..

Dembz: I guess we are all rusty...

Riqui: I wouldn't know.. I've played all of 10 minutes..

Carlitos: 🙄

JC: Well y'all better not make me watch for nothing.

Riqui: Again.. Can't help you there bro.

JC: WHOEVER IT IS. DO NOT.

Riqui: Sometimes I wish Puyi is here just to like make them focus.

Carlitos: Remember when he yelled at Geri? 😂😂

Riqui: Which time 😂😂

Carlitos: All of them 😂

Ansu: OMG GUYS!!

Ansu: We should ask for his help.

Francisco: To come and make 'us' focus??

Pedri: It doesn't work that way dude.

Ansu: NO! With Geri

JC: I'm listening

Dembz: Are we really going to go ask for help from Carles Puyol?! Ansumane are you nuts!?

Ansu: GOT ANY BETTER IDEAS OUSMANE!?

Dembz: No..

Dembz: And stop yelling @Iñaki is probably asleep.

Frenkie: We all should be ...

Ansu: BUT my Puyi idea.

Ronald: Can wait till after El Clasico.

Ronald: Go to sleep now

Ansu: 😒

24 OCTOBER 2020

JC: 4 OUT OF 11!!!

JC: Oh for fuck sake😒

JC: ANSU YOU BRILLIANT GENIUS I COULD KISS YOU!!!

..........

JC: I AM GOING TO KICK HIM! PHIL WHAT!!!!?!?!?!?!?!

JC: What the fuck was that shit....

JC: But it wasn't...

JC: I give up.. Screw this..

...........

Arnau: This blows.

Iñaki: Once again.. pure torture.

Arnau: No but we were doing actually okay..

Iñaki: I mean.. relatively so-so.. we could have had it...

Arnau: What even was that 2nd ..

Iñaki: Bro.. Let it go..

Arnau: 🤦🏼‍♂️🤦🏼‍♂️

Iñaki: 😐

Ansu: I hate us so much.

Pedri: I should not have said anything the other day..

Pedri: I jinxed myself.

Francisco: That was horrible

Sergiño: Truly awful

Riqui: I am going to keep my comments to myself.

Riqui: Because if I speak, I will get in trouble.

Carlitos: Okay José.

Riqui: HOW DARE YOU.

Carlitos: It was a José move.

Ansu: I just... WHY TAKE ME OUT SO EARLY!

Dembz: A Mess.

Frenkie: So we are just going to get a penalty every time we breathe next to a player!?

JC: BS. Just that.. BS.

Ansu: Siempre igual.

Frenkie: I hate this.

Riqui: We all do.

25 OCTOBER 2020

Ronald: On the bright side..

Riqui: There is not one bright side in this

Ronald: There is.

Ronald: The fact that it's over.

Riqui: Okay one bright side to this. And now we have Juventus next.

Riqui: Without Gerard

Riqui: Which means he will have time...

Riqui: Which means we are screwed.

Carlitos: I would like to go back to the match please.

Riqui: So I was right.. There is no bright side.

Dembz: Dammit.

Riqui: Good night.

Pedri: Night!

JC: See ya later

Carlitos: Nanit!

Sergiño: ✌🏽

26 OCTOBER 2020

Frenkie: They did not just say that.. 🤦🏼‍♂️

Frenkie: As if we needed more backlash...

Carlitos: WHY WOULD THEY EVEN SPEAK!??

Carlitos: WHEN HAS THAT EVER HELPED ANYONE?!

Riqui: Just leave already for the love of everything good...

Riqui: We are a meme Club I swear...

Riqui: When has complaining ever benefited us ever?!

Carlitos: As if they don't know

Ansu: Did he really say that or did I hallucinate it!?

Riqui: They did kiddo

Carlitos: They did kiddo.

JC: Yikes

Francisco: What is the point?

Arnau: What is the point of their existence really

Iñaki: They have so many problems coming their way, the guys say they are taking action against them

Arnau: Well they should have let them finish the season and not just send them off like that.. They deserved to play the play-offs.

Iñaki: Don't remind me.

Arnau: Can the president just issue an arrest warrant against them already?!

Riqui: I wish

Carlitos: THE AUDACITY OF THEM TRYING TO POSTPONE THE REFERENDUM. THE AUDACITY.

Riqui: I hope they end up in Jail. Or like exiled.. whichever can happen quicker..

Ansu: We cannot have one day of peace in this place.

Riqui: How else will the time pass..

Ansu: I rather not have it pass in stress.

Carlitos: Well.. tough.

Riqui: And another one tomorrow.

Riqui: AND FOR WHAT... JUST LEAVE

Sergiño: I am having such a dèjà-vu..

Riqui: About?

Sergiño: Tr*mp..

Riqui: Well.. Kinda.. sorta..

Riqui: Like.. take away the mania and psychopathic behavior and total lack of human empathy and decency... yeah it could be him

Sergiño: I meant the desperate need for him to just leave.

Riqui: Oh well yes that... spot on.

Carlitos: we have to wait more I guess.... But now Juve.

Frenkie: Exactly. Juve.

Ansu: Ronald's big moment. Hope he doesn't screw it up.

Ronald: Appreciate the vote of confidence.. really. So sweet.

Ansu: Anytime broski Anytime.

Pedri: Did you really just say broski?

Ansu: And what about it?

Pedri: Nothing..

Ansu: Mhm...

27 OCTOBER 2020

JC: Another meeting today?

Riqui: Yep

JC: Evening?

Riqui: Yep

JC: You think he will?

Riqui: Who the hell knows.. He might be coming out to announce a new sponsor for all I know

Carlitos: I hear he will

Ansu: Will he though?

Carlitos: Well I'm not his babysitter but I hope so.

Ansu: We shall see.

Frenkie: Ready to take off to Torino?

Pedri: YES!!

Francisco: Cannot wait tbh

Francisco: I saw Gerard today and he was being very suspicious.

Riqui: I do not need this now

Sergiño: I hung out with him during training this morning.. He seemed normal

Dembz: So what is the truth...

Ronald: All I know is he has time now.

Ronald: And I feel sorry for you guys..

Ronald: Not you @Riqui 💙 and Sergi would agree

Riqui: 😒 I hate you 💙

...............

Arnau: HOLY CRAP HE DID IT!!!

Arnau: WE ARE FREE!!!!!!

Carlitos: I cannot believe it. Someone slap me.

Carlitos: I DID NOT MEAN IT LITERALLY RONALD!

Ronald: You asked.

Riqui: I JUST... I WOULD LIKE TO SAY....

Riqui: 🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉

Carlitos: WAIT A FUCKING MINUTE! WHAT DO YOU MEAN A EUROPEAN SUPER LEAGUE.. BRO!!

Ansu: Like I said.. We cannot have not 1 moment of peace.

Riqui: Is he really playing a victim?!

Carlitos: Great... more games for us not to play😒

Ansu: But things are changing.. so

Frenkie: Oh wow.. oh wow.. OH WOW

Francisco: What even is the point of a Super league?!

Francisco: It's like the Nations' League.. What is the point of that

Pedri: Money.

Pedri: 🤷🏻‍♂️

Francisco: Fair point.

Iñaki: Isn't everything?

Francisco: Yep.

Dembz: So now what guys?...

Riqui: Now we are free. We wait for the new President.

Riqui: And maybe a new coach 🙄

Dembz: I dig that.

Pedri: How do you guys think Leo is feeling??

Ansu: I wonder what the adults gc is like right now.

Ansu: Dammit Carles when are you going to be useful!

Carlitos: RUDE MUCH

Ansu: We need to know

Riqui: 😂

Frenkie: So now that he is gone.. What are we going to complain about in this Club.

Riqui: It's us.. We always have something. But enjoy this Win bro

Frenkie: I am.

Sergiño: I hope we can enjoy more wins

Francisco: Leo must be very happy.

Riqui: I wanna post something.. but I don't know if I should.

Dembz: Do it subtly.

Arnau: Have you met him? He doesn't know subtlety.

Riqui: I brought you here to back me up dude not join them😒

#fc barcelona #blaugranets gc #babies gc #riqui puig #carles aleña #ansu fati #frenkie de jong #ronald araujo #jean clair todibo #pedri #francisco trincão #ousmane dembele #iñaki peña #sergiño dest #arnau tenas #he finally left #football #football imagine #episode 9

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junipersgarden · 4 years

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metanoia 5. | Mistake

PAIRING: Peter Parker x Superhero!Reader

SUMMARY: Nick Fury has successfully managed to kidnap Peter and yourself by taking full control over your vacation, Peter’s jealously and love takes control as he targets Brad Davis... quite literally.

WORD COUNT: 2687 words

WARNINGS: Mention of blood

a/n: i still have to write the next chapter and gonna be honest i dunno when i will but i hope you enjoy this part !!

[NOT MY GIF]

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On a bus in the Eastern Alps, Austria...

...

"Why does Flash do those livestreams?" You tilt your head to the side as you observe Flash talking into his phone as he exaggerates his current status.

Peter simply shrugs with his mouth turned down and eyebrows raised as you giggle at his weird facial expression.

You and Peter were seated toward the back of the bus and the both of you were stoked that you two finally got to have quality time; a time to finally relax and try and not stress about the Fire Elemental that could potentially destroy all of Prague.

You had to also be mindful of what you said and who you said it to so you don't accidentally expose yourself; sure you'd been Saviour as long as Peter's been Spider-Man but still always kept track of your words and actions.

"So, how have you been Y/N/N? Just, haven't really talked or seen you in a while and I'm really sorry about that." Peter's eyes soften as he shifts to look at you.

Knowing he was referring to Spider-Man duties, you weren't mad or anything at him; the crime rate has risen after the Blip since people left with nothing have corrupted themselves and villains have become more 'popular' merely because the Avengers don't exist anymore.

It was up to you and Peter to protect the neighbourhoods in New York like you two had done in previous years but now you both are expected to carry the mantles of the deceased and absent Avengers.

Yes it scared you to be seen as one of the next Avenger's to promise to live to guard the Earth from any threats with your life, sacrificing everything for everyone to be safe but what scared you the most was drifting from the important people in your life like your family, F/N, MJ, Ned and Peter.

"'M sure it's not your fault you've been busy and it's fine Pete. I'm doing alright I guess; just everything feels out of balance after the whole you know. But I don't wanna waste time sobbing about-"

"Hey," Peter gently grabs a hold of your knee in a comforting way, "I know you're not big on talking about feelings but it's good to let it out; whenever you're ready I'm here."

Peter rubbed soothing circles on your knee with a twinkle in his eyes as if he swore on his life he'd be there for you no matter what.

You deeply sigh and refuse to cry but you placed your hand to top of his, turning your head to face him.

"T-There's something I wanna show you." Peter kept his hand on your knee as he dove, scrambling in his bag he fished out what appeared to a glasses case.

The case looked so familiar to you but you couldn't exactly identify where you'd seen it or what possibly is inside it but it seemed to be important.

"Is this you're way of telling me you need glasses?"

"N-No! I got these off... Nick Fury." Peter said ever so quietly, afraid someone would hear him.

"O-Oh... what is it?" You lift your hand off Peter's so he can open it.

Peter opens the case and reveals a pair of glasses with a Stark Industries card beneath it.

"Oh god." You exhale as you stare intensely at the glasses and instantly remember seeing Tony on multiple occasions working on that exact pair or wearing glasses so similar to the one's in front of you.

Peter sees your face and panics. "S-Sorry Y/N I shouldn't of-"

"Try them on Peter." You blurt out and surprise yourself and Peter.

Peter nods and picks the glasses and puts them on. "How do I look?"

You look cute.

"You look like Tony." You smile and pick up the card to fiddle with it and turning it over, you see Tony's handwriting and read what he wrote.

"Pete." You nudge him and pass the card to him so he can read it.

"For the next Tony Stark, I trust you. P.S Say Edith?" Peter reads out loud and gives you a look of confusion.

Suddenly, the lenses of the glasses turn blue as if an AI had been activated.

"Standby for retinal and bio-metrical scan." A female voice from the glasses speaks.

"Peter what's happening?"

"I don't-"

"Retinal and bio-metrical scan accepted." The female voice announces.

"H-Hello?" Peter calls out to the voice in the glasses.

"Hello Peter and Y/N. I am EDITH, Tony Stark's reality, security and defensive system

"So he made you for us?" Peter asks.

"No. But both of you do have access to all of Tony's protocol's."

That sure'd come handy.

"W-What do you stand for and what can you do?" You question EDITH.

"EDITH stands for Even Dead I'm The Hero. Tony loved his acronyms.

"Yeah, he sure did..." Peter agrees.

"I have access to the entire Stark Global Security Network, including multiple defensive satellites, as well as back doors to all major telecommunication networks."

"Woah..." You and Peter say at the same time.

Peter begins to glance around the bus with bewilderment and disbelief.

"W-What can you see?"

"P-People's phones. Like w-what they're on..."

"Oh my god..." You say with astonishment and you can't help but chuckle at your and Peter's discovery.

Peter chuckles along with you and he can't help but grin at you, thinking just maybe, the universe has given him the break and happiness he needs; Y/N is almost back and cannot wait until then or when he finds the perfect opportunity to let his hidden feelings out.

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"10 minutes everyone!" Mr. Harrington shouts as the bus stops and everyone jumps to their feet to get out.

Even though Peter's plan was already failing miserably with Paris now out of the trip completely, Peter at least 4 and a half hours just with Y/N without anything going wrong or bad or Brad Davis trying to swoop Y/N away from him was a bonus.

Peter and Y/N had talked for the whole bus ride and shared a few laughs and reconnected more than they have ever done in the last 8 months.

"You go first." Peter offers Y/N to go before him to hop off the bus.

Y/N complied and thanks Peter but as he went to follow her, Dmitri struck his arm out to prevent Peter from walking any further.

"What?" Peter queries as he watches Y/N and the rest of his class walk further away.

Dmitri points and Peter's eyes travelled along Dmitri's finger to a blonde woman with her arms crossed staring at him before disappearing from plain sight.

Peter grips his backpack and began to pursue after her and entered in what was a closed bar and the woman standing with her arms down her sides and noticed something black lying on a fussball table.

"Hello-"

"Close the door." The woman says with an accent.

Peter twists the blue door's handle and closed it shut, giving the woman an awkward smile, started to walk to her and held his hand out for the woman to shake but she stayed perfectly still and unimpressed.

"Um, I'm Peter Parker-"

"Take off your clothes."

I-I'm sorry what?

"Excuse me-"

"You told Fury Spider-Man couldn't be seen in Europe. So I made you this; another suit" The woman leaned toward the table and picked up a black package and gifted it to Peter.

"Oh uh, thank you." Peter grabs the suit but stood with it, not knowing what to do and certainly not wanting to-

"Take off your clothes!" The woman demands in a frustrated and annoyed tone.

"This is embarrassing..."

Peter moves ever so slowly, hoping that maybe she'd tell him not to but she yelled at him to hurry up so Peter dropped his backpack and setted his suit back onto the table.

Here goes nothing...

Fumbling with his zipper, Peter pulls down his jeans and to his horror, the door clicked open.

A beam of white light shone into the room and Peter scrambles to the woman who was reaching for her gun.

"No, no, no don't!" Peter latches his hand to grab the woman's gun and held his other hand as some sort of protection and saw the person at the door was none other than his rival Brad Davis.

"Woah!" Brad peers up from his phone and examines the scene in front of him. "Sorry, uh, I thought this was the bathroom?"

"This is not what it looks like!" Peter hurriedly stammers.

"Uh yeah." A flash from Brad's phone followed by the noise of a camera click.

"What are you doing-"

"I'll leave you two alone." Brad backs his way to the door.

The woman quickly grasps her gun and aimed it to Brad's head as Peter struggles with his pants. "Don't shoot anybody!"

Peter beckons to Brad to stop so he could explain as he zips up his undone flyer, Peter leaves the bar and sees Brad speed walking back up to the group.

"Hey man look-"

"Look, Peter. I'm not here to judge your life choices, dude. If you want to hook up with some random European chick on our school trip, that's on you." Brad gradually slows down to a stop.

"That's not what that was. Honestly."

"I can't pretend I didn't see what I just saw. I know you're trying to get with Y/N/N. It's obvious. But I like her too."

"Wait a minute, hey, hey you can't show Y/N that photo dude come on."

"But I have to. She deserves the truth." Brad spins back around and jogs to everyone, desperately searching for Y/N.

Peter heaves out heavy breaths; years of friendship and everything could be ruined within the next couple of minutes all because of an out of context photo, stubborn Nick Fury and Brad Davis falling for Y/N too.

Oh no.

_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

Hoping back on the bus, you managed to score the backseat and promptly waited for Peter; saving a seat for him again and eager to spend the remaining extra 4 and a half hours with Peter again and possibly trying on EDITH for yourself.

As everyone piled onto the bus and finding their seats, you couldn't see Peter anywhere and worried that maybe something happened to him.

But your concern was turned into disappointment as you saw Peter sit in the nearest seat toward the front, the seat furthest away from you.

Maybe he didn't see me?

As if he'd read your mind, you see Peter shoot his head from his seat, staring down at Brad who was furiously scrolling on his phone and then avert his eyes to you before drawing away.

"Oh." You slouch into your seat and can't help but feel upset in a way.

Peter, again, sticks his head from his seat but is wearing the EDITH glasses and standing up with regret written all over him.

Curious, you sneakily stand up and glimpse out the back window and understand to why Peter's face is as pale as a ghost; a Stark Industries drone was hovering to the bus with intentions to strike.

"Holy s-" Your statement is interrupted by Flash Thompson being punched by Peter Parker.

Did he just punch Flash? About time! But wrong time Parker!

"H-Hey ARIS?" You squeak, heart racing with fear for the safety and lives of everyone.

"Good afternoon Ms. L/N, how may I-"

"Need you to tell me what the hell Parker did." You grumble and aim your wrist at the drone for ARIS to scan the drone.

"Target is Brad Davis and is about to fire in 3, 2-"

Surveying the bus, you spot Brad out of his seat with his eyes on you and without thinking, you leap out of your seat.

"1."

"Brad-" Immediately the bus is taken under and swerves violently, people screaming at the instant motion.

Inertia fails to keep you balanced and you forcefully slam into a row of seats and bang your head slightly on the window.

Groaning in pain, everything around you seems heightened and intensified, vision blurred from the strong and unexpected impact, a weight of someone yanking your arm awakes you from your state and soon realise Brad had dragged you to the floor with him.

"Lookatthebabymountaingoats!" Peter's piped voice strains, begging for everyone to look the other way.

Semi shoving yourself off Brad, you help him to his feet and allow him to go in front of you so he can see the 'baby mountain goats'.

With everyone distracted, Peter springs into the air and through the emergency exit window, you watch with two thoughts: What the hell are you doing and what the hell did you do?

Hearing sounds of the drone malfunctioning, you rotate yourself and see flames being emitted from the drone and wince at the explosion, you crawl back into your original seat.

"Didn't see any mountain goats..." Mr. Harrington sadden utters.

"You missed them."

"I know you think none of us have notice Peter." Betty abruptly confesses.

Your heart drops to your stomach; for sure Peter Parker was not in anyway subtle about being Spider-Man but he did have you fooled for years until- until then...

"But your new look," Oh thank god Betty, "I love it."

Sinking into your seat again, you hiss at the pain of your head and massage to rid the pain but as you land your fingers to the wound, you feel that the back of your head is damp.

Pulling your hand from your head, you gasp as you see blood staining your fingertips; the red metallic liquid decorated with black meant that the wound would be deep if it was secreting your 'black blood' which contained essence of your powers out.

"Damn it."

There was only one way to heal it but that would require for your eyes to fully blackout but the chances of someone seeing your eyes could mean the end of your life but if this patch doesn't heal fast enough naturally without extra energy or power converted strictly to the injury could mean severe blood loss.

Let's do this...

You shut your eyelids and focus intently, a small shallow breath leaves you, feeling your iris and eyes become tainted with black.

You could feel the wound closing up and blood seeping its way back into your body, an invisible wave of energy forms around it and soon enough, the gash is no more but you could tell there would be some sort of mark and continuous aching.

"Hey Y/N, you have to see this."

Opening your eyes, you forget of your darkened pupils and squint your eyes shut and knead them to make your eyes go back to normal.

You'd only seen Brad with his eyes glued to his phone but you had no clue of the people around you.

Going with Attempt #2, you bravely open your eyes and breathe out a breath of relief.

Brad, still retaining to his phone, slides into the seat next to you.

"What is it Brad?"

"It's about Peter. He and this chick were in the bathroom and-"

Peter would never.

"You got proof?"

"Yeah! I got a photo of them; can't believe Peter could do such a thing."

Brad enters his photo gallery and is puzzled as he insanely swipes through all his photos.

"Uh, this is so weird, it was right here on my phone!" Brad tries to justify.

"Uh huh... totally weird... Brad if you don't mind, I'm incredibly tired from almost being killed again and would like to enjoy a nap by myself?"

"Oh, yeah, s-sure..." Brad lowers his seat and goes back to his seat, still hunting for his precious picture.

Bending down, you fish out your pair of headphones and plug them into your phone and open your playlist, adjusting the headphones to your ears and Google 'Popular attractions in Prague' and 'Events in Prague'.

Prague for the meanwhile before getting burnt to crisps better be worth it...

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A Little Big Dance

As Ink searched the AUs of his Multiverse for trouble, he came across a little rumor. Well, actually it was a HUGE rumor, one that exploded in the millions of AUs seemingly overnight. Ink was interested, not only because the rumor was of a concert, but because of the person hosting it. Some strange being from another Multiverse, and that was where the rumor seemed to get unstable. No name, no description, no age, no nothing. Just someone.

He entered the Omega Timeline, despite his hatred for white, but instead of focusing on that accursed color, he couldn't help but listen to the gossip and pause, amazed at how consistent the information was. He shook his head, continuing his search for the one being who could help him figure out maybe a sliver of information that was 100% true, not just the unreliable gossip he would have to sift through without them. He passed Sans after Frisk after Papyrus after King and Queen, but he just could not find that damned-

Oh. There they were. The gray and black child was standing in a crowd of shouting and... angry, Ink decided, monsters and humans. They didn't chant any mantras as one would expect, but they all were shouting something. Ink took his time winding through the aggressive group, taking care not to hurt anyone despite having to shove his way into the center. "O-oh, thank the HEAVENS you're here Ink!" Core gasped, their hollow eyes creasing in utter relief as Ink popped into the small circle Core was trapped in. Ink smiled, happy to see Core.

"Yeah, well I'm glad I found you, because as life has it I've got a question." Some people where daring to try to yank Ink away from Core, to which Ink slapped their hands and claws away, glaring threateningly at them, to which they sourly shouted and yelled in response. "Ok, nevermind, three questions. Three." Ink raised his voice a little, doubting Core could hear him if he were to speak normally.

Core smiled patiently. "Alright. Could you take care of my little, um, predicament first?" Ink chuckled, unsheathing his handy dandy brush, making a portal in front of them. Core jumped in first, Ink following them, closing the portal before any ticked people managed to stampede on over in the AU. Speaking of which, it was the beloved OuterTale, one of the more popular AUs among the Multiverse. Ink could understand as to why though, since OuterTale was beautiful and calming. Core sighed, sitting down on the small floating island rock. Ink sat down beside them, his eye lights flickering with relief and curiosity.

"First question, what the heck was their problem?" Ink asked, genuinely sounding frustrated for once, albeit mildly. Core sighed yet again, cupping their forehead in their small hands, looking and sounding defeated. "Because of a rumor that I have been looking into, that group is particularly angry with the fact that we are just letting someone in our Multiverse that we don't even know for a concert we can't be sure even exists. I'm feeling... impatient, and I hate it," Core explained.

Ink was surprised yet again. Core, one of the most patient people Ink has ever met, was getting impatient now. All because of some concert. Ink couldn't lie, he wanted to go to that concert if it really existed, but he didn't know if it was dangerous, and he knew nothing about the other Multiverse that this proclaimed person is said to have originated.

Ink took a deep breath, looked over at Core, and asked sternly, almost barking out an order. "Can you get me all information about this concert and deliver it to the HQ tomorrow?" Core nodded, sensing the order. "I'll get it done in a giffy."

"Core. Since when did you not get a panic attack after being in a crowd for so long?"

~~~[]~~~

Dream heard about the rumor from DanceTale. As far as music and culture went, DanceTale was Dream's favorite place to be if he wanted to escape the stresses of being a "Star Sans". However it seemed that this time there was a new pressure, one huge thing taking the place by storm. What caught Dream's attention at first and even now was the sheer volume of people talking about the concert. Dream had to ask, what was the big deal? Why in the stars were to many people wanting to go?

He jogged over to this universe's Sans, who was stretching for what seemed like training. "heya dream," he greeted, smiling at the positive aura. Dream grinned, "Nice to see you Dance. I have a question, if that's not too much to ask." Dance chuckled at the most likely unintentional and stupid pun, but replied, "shoot for it dude."

"What can you tell me about this multiversal concert? I'm afraid I'm terribly uninformed, haha." Dream smiled patiently, awaiting an answer as Dance took a moment to think. Dance tapped his jaw in thought. "the only thing that i can say for sure is that whatever this is is hosted by someone not from this multiverse. no idea who though. maybe ink can tell you more?" Dream thought for a moment, dumbfounded in a way. How could Dream forget? Ink was probably all over it by now! "Oh my stars Dance, I can't believe I never thought of that before! I'll ask him right away! Thanks for the pointer, I owe ya one." Dance chuckled as Dream jumped away into another AU. Dance blushed mildly. Dream was so amazing, so positive. He'd never remember a copy like Dance for long, never in a milennia.

Dance went back to stretching, turning on the radio. People talking about the concert left and right, gossip and rumors running rampant. Dance wanted nothing more than a solid time and place, but no one talked about that. No one.

Dream landed in OuterTale, of course. Either Ink was here or in the Doodle Sphere. He never went into the Omega Timeline unless there was an emergency, and if there was an emergency he would have called Dream and Blue. But the was no call, not a word from Ink. He wouldn't risk panicking in public, right..?

Well, whatever the case, Dream found Ink talking to... Core Frisk... on a remote island in the middle of nowhere. Dream didn't like Core all that much, although he'd never admit it. It unnerves Dream that he can never sense any emotion coming from the little human, which both annoys him and worries him. Were they bottling it up or could they even feel? Why do they look like they should feel hollow? Do they feel hollow? So many questions ran through Dream's skull every time he saw Core.

Nonetheless, Dream ushered over to them, in hearing range as he heard a sentence come from Ink, who was facing away from Dream. "Since when did you not get a panic attack after being in a crowd for so long?" Dream froze, ducking behind a large boulder. What? Panic attack? Did Core have claustrophobia or haphephobia or something? Why would they-

"And why didn't you freak out after being in a place that's practically only white?" Core shot back, sounding uncharacteristic. Dream flinched. Did they go in the AntiVoid? No, there are no crowds there. The Omega Timeline? But Ink didn't call the others... didn't call Dream.

"Well in my defense I was a little preoccupied with that rumor. It's interesting but I'm worried and I don't want anyone to go just in case it's a trap plus I don't know when or where it's supposed to be-" "You're rambling." "Sorry, but you get me right?" Core nodded. "The Protector's job, I know. I think the consert will be a good idea though, you need to unwind with people, not just drawing." Ink flustered at that, feeling embarrassed about drawing, plus Core mentioning it. "Yeah yeah..."

"But it's not just about me," Ink sighed. "If the Dark Sanses go there and start a riot..." Dream blinked, suddenly feeling guilty. How could he have forgotten that? Dream suddenly became aware of the strong negative emotions coming from not only himself, but from the two in front of him. It hurt, and he couldn't just ignore it like normal. Ink was stressed and worried out of his mind, Core was... Dream paused in realization. He could sense Core! His demeanor immediately improved, reducing the pain.

"Funny how someone's pain could make the God of Positivity feel so good," a baritone voice chuckled in the space. Ink and Core froze, Dream brandished his bow and arrow, ready for an attack, still hidden from Ink's view. Damn you Nightmare! Dream growled in his mind.

"God of... DREAM WHAT THE FREAK." Ink's voice went from mildly confused to surprisingly ticked real fast. Dream jumped out from his cover, sliding over to Ink, who was now standing protectively over Core with his brush in hand. Dream scowled. "I'll explain later," he mumbled. "You'd better."

Nightmare materialized right before their eyes, from a shadow of course. The tall goopy skeleton walked leisurely over to the small group. His eye was devoid of emotion as always, his posture relaxed and nonthreatening if it weren't for the long powerful tentacles twitching on his back. The King of Negativity stood about two meters away, showing no signs of aggression, but no sign of backing down. His grin was as sharp and as cruel as ever.

"Go back to where you came, Nightmare," Ink hissed, his eye lights flaring in a dangerous maroon. Nightmare put his clawed phalanges up, as if he were caught by the nonexistent police force. "Hey, hey, chill. Just need to ask a favor." Dream glared, but Ink had to hold in a fit of laughter. "Why would we help?" Nightmare shrugged, putting his hands back in his pockets. "I heard a little rumor, and I want more info."

Ink rolled his eyes, not buying the story. "Why does this even concern you?" Ink jabbed, getting angry and hoping to make Nightmare uncomfortable. It... didn't work. Nightmare fed off of the negative energy, cocking a brow. "Uh... rude? I just wanna know." Dream sighed, letting in. Why oh why was he so weak when it came to his brother?

"We don't know much, just about the concert and nothing much else," Dream answered truthfully. Ink stared daggers at Dream, as he growled, "Dream.." Dream put his bow and arrow away, looking back at Ink, and replied with a sassy monotone nod, "Ink."

Nightmare rolled his eye light at the display. It was familiar, but he'd never admit it. His gang made similar interactions, quite often. But it was a confirmation that Dream released some true information, at least. Nightmare opened a portal, to which Killer and Cross came out, carrying...

"BLUE!" Ink and Dream shouted simultaneously. Killer glanced at the two, stating, "Attack us and we won't hesitate to kill Blue." Ink huffed, as Core whispered something to Ink. Ink nodded, making a portal and then sticking his brush back on his back. Core jumped in the portal and disappeared.

Killer and Cross untied Blue quickly, starting to get uncomfortable being around all three Star Sanses at once. Blue gasped as they undid the rope around his mouth. "You could have made it a bit looser!" Killer smirked, chuckling. "And risk you getting out? Fat fucking chance." Killer took out his knife, to which Ink had to resist the urge to smash Killer's skull in the ground, and Killer cut the rest of the rope off. Blue stood up, brushing himself off. He walked cautiously back over to Ink and Dream, to which Ink just stared open mouthed at the three Dark Sanses. "Why did you kidnap Blue if you didn't even threaten us?!" Ink screeched.

Nightmare grinned. "Backup plan." All six went back to their respective HQs. And Core? They were scribbling every rumor down, in every timeline, trying to find a constant or a source, and it would take a long time before either side would find much else out about this concert and it's host. Or, as the constant says, the hostess.

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jpgluke · 5 years

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Love Measured in Miles

Summary: you and Calum started dating in high school and carried the relationship into college. Calum is in a frat and you’re in a different state.

Word count: 3k

Beta: @mysticalhood (she also wrote quite a bit. I love u sm)

A.N: hi sorry it’s actually been ages since I’ve written something but this has been a work in progress for ever and ty really wanted me to finish it and I even let her help me a bunch. Anyways feedback is always appreciated!!! Hope you guys like it :^)

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“We can make this work.” Calum sat on the right side of your bed looking at you. “Distance has nothing on my love for you.” He had told you he got accepted to his dream school which happened to be three states away from your dream school. The thought scared you. You know the odds, kids who try to date after high school usually break up within the first month of being apart. You watched it happen to your brother and the girl he dated all throughout high school. She broke up with him three days after she moved into the dorms. He was heartbroken. You didn’t want that.

“You say that now Calum.” Your breath hitched a little “what happens when you see all the beautiful girls at your new school?” You pulled your knees up to your chest as you sat beside him.

“I love you Y/N. Do you not trust me?” He placed his hand on your back rubbing circles trying to calm your nerves.

“I trust you Cal. I’m just nervous.” Calum pulled your body into him and wrapped his arms around you.

“I’m nervous too. But I know I want you for the rest of my life.” He placed a soft kiss on your forehead

1.5 year later

“Cal. Cal. Cal.” The chants echoed through the large house as Calum was stood on a table chugging a forty taped to his hand. Once the last drop had dribbled down his throat he let out a celebratory cheer throwing both hands up in the air.

“You’re an absolute man Cal.” Brad helped him off the table. He wobbled a little due to all the alcohol he just consumed.

“Hell yeah!” He high fived a passing by fraternity brother as he spoke his phone vibrated in his pocket. “Oh hold up Y/N is calling”

“Oh yeah ‘Y/N’ when are we gonna meet this ‘girlfriend’ of yours” Cal shoved his hand in the boys face as a response.

“Hi baby! Wassup?” His words were starting to slur together. You could hear the party going on on the other side of the phone.

“Oh shoot are you at a party? I’ll call later.” You rushed out the sentence.

This has been the norm for you two lately. You’d call him and he’d be at a party or hanging out with his frat bros. When he’d call you you’d be studying or sleeping which is basically all you did. You haven’t had a decent conversation in weeks. You knew it was rush week and he’d be busy just didn’t expect him to be this busy. He loved the frat life. That made you nervous. You know how frat guys are. Actually it made you really nervous. Your mind typically wonders late at night. You’d lay in your small bed looking at the wall that was plastered with pictures of you and Calum. Mostly goofy pictures of him. Some old school dance pictures that his mom took. You’d stare at them and wonder what your boyfriend was up to.

Calum spent most of his time at the frat house. He got invited to live in the house this term which he gladly accepted. You could say he was living his best life. He was getting consistently good grades effortlessly while having the best college experience.

The only problem was that you weren’t there with him. He constantly thought about you no matter where he was or what he was doing.

Lately, it’d been harder to keep in touch with each other. You were in two different worlds, trying to be there for one another.

“No, no I can talk now!” He pushed away from the crowd, trying to make his way to the back patio. Once he got outside he faintly heard his name being called from the beer pong table across the lawn. He tried to drown it out and focus on what was happening on the other line.

“What’s going on?” He continued the conversation with his back turned to the rest of the people in the backyard.

“I’m just kinda stressed… about exams and everything.” You voice was quiet and uneasy. He could hear the emotion bubbling in your throat. Even miles apart, not being able to actually see your face he knew what was happening on the other side of this call.

“Dude! Calum! You have to play Brianna and Hannah from Kappa are playing and we gotta show them who’s boss around here.” Trevor was standing behind him waiting for a response

“Can you give me 5 minutes please and then I’ll play.” He dismissed Trevor’s comment indicating he needed some space. He walked further into the backyard towards the edge of the fence.

“Cal, if you wanna go and play. I don't wanna hold you back.”

“Y/N. I’m here for you. Tell me about your day. I miss you so much.”

“I miss you too. I think I failed my bio exam today. I’ve been trying to get a ticket out to see you but nothing seems to be falling into place for me. Ugh i just miss you so much cal.”

He closed his eyes with a sigh and dropped his head, “It’s alright. Y/N, you’re one of the smartest people I know. You’ve been studying for that exam for a month. There’s no way that you could have failed it. Just calm down and take a deep breath because you are going to ace all of your exams.”

“I really needed to hear that. Thanks baby.” You pushed the phone closer to your ear as if that would bring him closer to you. You could hear the party still roaring in the background. “I’m gonna let you go now. I love you and have fun.” You laid across your bed, opening one of your textbooks, and preparing for another night of studying.

“I love you too. I’ll talk to you as soon as I can.” He hung up the phone and turned around to find Trevor. He noticed Trevor, Brianna, and Hannah chatting to one another as they waited on him so they could start the game. When Calum walked up to the table Trevor handed him a beer.

“How was the ‘girlfriend’?” He joked as he stood next to Cal. Calum retorted with a small shove as he rolled his eyes.

“Shut up Trev and just throw the ball.” He pointed to the cups on the other side of the table.

Trevor held his hands up defensively with a small smirk on his face, “Okay, I’ll back off. I’m just saying that we’ve never actually seen this girlfriend you talk about all the time. Right, Hannah?”

“Let’s just play the damn game alright?” He huffed and grabbed one of the balls from Trevor’s hand and launched it, landing it in the cup.

After Calum and Trevor demolished them in beer pong, Hannah walked over to Calum, batting her eyes with a small smile as she placed her hand on his bicep. “Maybe I could give you a prize for winning up in your room,” she flirted, shooting him a fast wink.

Calum took a step away from her reach as he responded, “No, Hannah. What the fuck is wrong with you? You know I have a girlfriend.”

She rolled her eyes, “Your girlfriend doesn’t have to know. It could be our little secret.” She tried to step closer to him, but he backed away again.

“I couldn’t do that to her. I love her too much.”

Hannah scoffed, “We don’t even know if she actually exists. Why don’t you loosen up? You’re easily the finest boy in this fraternity-- everyone knows it-- so why don’t you get any action?”

Calum clenched his jaw, “I don’t have to discuss this with you. I suggest you go find your sorority sisters and have a nice night.” He gave her a tight lipped smile, walking back inside with his hands in his pockets. Calum made his way through the crowded party and up the stairs to his room. Once his head hit the pillow he was out.

Calum woke up in the same clothes the next morning. He reached for his phone to call you. You answered on the third ring just like always.

“Hello? It’s early you should be asleep.” Your voice was soft as you tried not to wake your roommate.

He hummed in response, “I wanted to talk to you before your exam. You’re going to blow it out of the park, sweetheart.” You let out a small chuckle. Calum always believed in you, no matter what.

“Thanks baby. How was the rest of the party?” Calum let out a loud sigh into the speaker causing you to pull the phone away from your ear a little. “Geez what happened?”

“This dumb sorority girl said something like im not getting the action I deserve…” Your jaw fell open. You slipped out of your bed and put some slippers and headed into the hallway so you could talk above a whisper.

“Oh, is that so?” You tried to control your tone. “Then why don’t you go out there and get the ‘action you deserve’” You threw your arm up in the air in frustration.

“Y/N I totally shut her down and told her how much I love you.” Calums voice raised a little. He on the other hand didn't care who heard him. “I don’t want anyone else, you’re the one. I’ve been telling you this since junior year of high school.” He let out another deep sigh. “How many times do i have to tell you that before you finally understand that i’m not going anywhere.” You were silent on the other side. You slid down the wall in front of your dorm and sat with your knees tucked to you chest.

“I gotta go. I’ve got my big math exam.” Your voice was a little shaky as you said the next part. “Love you.” You heard the sound of the call disconnecting before he said those words back to you.

Calum made his way down the stairs to the kitchen where he found Chad, Trevor, and Brandon sitting at the kitchen island.

“Girlfriend troubles?” Brandon hit Calum on the shoulder as he walked by. “Been there man, it’ll be okay.” Brandon was the only one who was supportive about Y/N.

“Dude you guys fight a lot and never talk, why are you still with her?” Chad shoved a fork full of eggs into his mouth mid sentence making it a little difficult to understand what he said. Calum knew exactly what was said and he didn't like it.

“Chad, I’m fucking over you being this way. I have a girlfriend that I absolutely adore, yeah we fight sometimes and we rarely get to see each other but she's my girlfriend bro.” Calum didn’t know where this anger was coming from. But it was finally time to let out what he was feeling out into the world.

“Calm down, Cal. I’m just stating my fucking opinion. Don’t be mad at me that you get laid once every year,” he held his hands up in defense, smirking a bit at his slight jab at Calum.

Calum slammed his fist on the counter, turning to face Chad. “I didn’t ask for your opinion. I never asked for your opinion on anything pertaining to my relationship with Y/N. If I don’t get any action, then so be it. At least I have the balls to stay loyal to the girl I love,” he spat, gaining a few mutters from the others in the vicinity.

****

It had been two weeks since the argument with Chad broke out. Calum has spoken to you a few times about the fight and how everyone in the house had been acting.

You decided it was time you go visit. Since you just finished your last exam for the term you booked a plane ticket to see Calum at school. Finding the time to coordinate with Brandon was a little difficult. Brandon was the only one who believed Calum had a girlfriend and when you reached out to him to organize this surprise he was beyond excited.

“Okay I land at 2:30pm make sure you’re there and make sure cal doesn’t know” you fly out later today and you were extremely nervous

“Ah man I’m so excited to see the look on Chads face when you roll up” Brandon was laughing on the other end of the call.

“Me either. That guys a prick! Okay I gotta finish packing.” You held the phone up to your ear with your shoulder as you tried to zip you bag up “see you soon” he muttered a response and you hung up. Sliding your laptop in your backpack. You scanned your room one last time making sure you weren’t forgetting anything.

Calum woke up late and scrambled to grab his stuff and run to his last exam. He shot you a quick text before turning his phone off and putting it in his pocket.

“You didn’t call me this morning! I almost missed my exam. Anyways love u have a good day love”

Your plane landed on schedule. The thought of your flight being delayed and having to wait another day to see Calum made your stomach turn fortunately everything was going smoothly.

After you grabbed your bags you looked at the crowd trying to recognize Brandon from his pictures on Instagram and the ones that Calum has sent you.

“Y/N!” you heard a voice from behind you, turned around, and saw a tall boy making his way to you with a smile on his face.

“Ugh” he embraced you in a tight hug which you reciprocated. “It’s so nice to finally meet you!” He let go and nodded

“You too! Calum talks about you all the time.” He laughed as a rosy color rose to your cheeks. “Well what are we waiting for let’s go get your man!” He grabbed your duffel bag from you and headed towards the parking garage.

You arrived at the house before Calum. Brandon quickly introduced you to everyone that was downstairs when you arrived and then hurriedly rushed you upstairs. You threw your bag under Calum’s very messy room so he wouldn’t notice it when he first walks in. You heard the front door open and checked your watch.

“He’s right on time. That’s surprising” you laughed as Brandon stood pointing at the closet.

“Get in.” He moved his arm and pointed again indicating you needed to get in right away. Once you closed the door you could hear Brandon’s footsteps descend the stairs.

When Calum walked in the front door everyone was staring at him.

“What are you guys looking at?” He questioned when he threw his backpack on the couch. No one responded just stared a little bit harder.

“Brandon what is going on?” He questioned the boy who just ran down the stairs.

“Oh nothing really.” He shrugged his shoulders. “But there is a gift up in your room.”

“Guys if you’re trying to ice me right now. I’m not in the mood” Calum slowly made his way up to his room. “Seriously guys. I’m not gonna drink it.” He yelled from the top of the stairs. He threw the comforter off the bed as soon as he walked into his room expecting to see the bottle of alcohol precariously perched on his pillow but found nothing. Brandon stood in the doorway watching Calum look around.

“Hi baby.” You opened the door to the closet and slid out. Calum swing around at the familiar sound of your voice. He immediately grabs you and pulls you into a hug. You wrap your legs around his waist.

“Okay big guy put me down now” your laugh intensified in the small room almost bouncing off the walls and ringing into Calum’s ears. He loved that sound.

“What the heck are you doing here?” He shook your shoulders a little as he spoke. Which got another laugh out of you.

“Me and Brandon planned this surprise for you! I’ve missed your sweet face!” You cupped his smiling face as he looked down on you lovingly.

“FaceTime doesn’t even compare.” He leaned down and placed a sweet kiss on your lips. Neither of you wanted to pull apart.

“Sorry to break up the reunion but uh… Chad just got home and i'd really like to see his face when you both walk downstairs.” Brandon looked giddy as he spoke. Calum grabbed your hand and you both headed downstairs Brandon following behind.

You could hear all the boys muttering downstairs.

“Chad. There’s someone I want you to meet.” Calum pulled you in front of him you reached your hand out for chad to shake. “This is my girlfriend y/n”

“It’s so nice to meet you.” You tried to hold back all the jokes and malice comments you could say to this dickhead. He grabbed your hand and his jaw fell.

“I didn’t think you were real.” He stood there in shock. “I’m sorry man” he looked back at Calum.

“It’s whatever. You’re still an asshole though” Calum and the rest of the boys started laughing while Chad just stood there trying to understand the whole situation.

Calum looked down at you “are you hungry?” You smiled and replied. “Always.” He grabbed your hand and led you out the front door.

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reprobateubeg4 · 3 years

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“But I'm a creep I'm a weirdo What the hell am I doin' here? I don't belong here. I don't care if it hurts. I wanna have control”

[Padded knuckles collided with the punching bag. Music blared against the air pods placed in my ears. Sweat dripped down my face as my biceps burned from anger and stress. I was trying my hardest to let out the heavy bag. I felt a hand move over my back. I ignored it at first, perhaps someone just letting me know they were stepping behind me and for not to step back. Most of the others had witnessed me losing my shit on Brody the last time he came that they generally left me alone. The hand on my lower back became a slow drop to the curve of my ass, palming with a squeeze and I held the strike to the bag, sliding my fist up the bag so that when I reared back my elbow would hopefully make the strike.]

Don’t FUCKING touch me!

[I heard some deep tones mumble beneath the volume of the earphones in my ear. The hand didn’t move. When the song ended and the silence before the next I heard “Bro, she ain’t the one.” “Nah, this small fry, I’m not worried.” I jerked in a turn and elbowed his throat. I pushed my palms to his chest to offset his balance and ducked low to kick his ankles out from under him. My air pods fell out of my ears from the movements. I moved over him, pulling the gloves from my hands before I started striking his face with bare knuckles, the pain bringing more of a sensation of releasing tension than the gloves allowed. I stopped when it was unclear if it was my blood or his that covered his face.]

Did no one ever tell you, the smallest people have the most rage?! DONT EVER FUCKING TOUCH ME!

[I pushed to my feet and picked up my air pods, gloves, and scooped my gym bag from the floor, slinging it over my shoulder without another word as I walked out of the gym before Enzo or Jackie stopped me to talk about it. I knew it would probably track back to them or Tommy eventually but I needed to calm and clear my head. I came to the gym to clear my head but that didn’t seem to be a thing. I tossed the bag in the passenger seat as I slid into the driver seat. I started the engine, no destination planned but I shifted into drive and drove. I drove through and ended at my Aunt Roma’s house. The police tape still plastered the property. Detective Dick said police had searched the house up and down, gathering all the evidence. It was declared officially cleared but they left everything. I parked at the gate and walked to squeeze myself through the opening in the partially open gate. My sneakers crunched against the broken glass. The burn stain from the line severing was still present. Pain burned through my chest at the sight of it. I moved on to her office where she conducted her psychic services. My eyes stared at the crystal pieces all around, some shattered from the attack, some from the lack of care of evidence gathering. I grabbed a box and collected the crystals that were still intact. The few crystal balls Aunt Roma still had were black coated. I raised one to bring it closer to my face, pressing my nose to the crystal.]

De ce ma orbi?

[Romanian words fell from my lips. I never thought I would feel so frustrated to be blackened out. It should’ve made my life easier. Right? My forehead pressed to the crystal as I let a tear escape down my cheek. I felt lost. Striving on a constant to fit in and the only part of me that felt natural and semi-normal, whatever that means was not allowed to exist. I threw the crystal ball to the wall with a scream of frustration escaping. My hands jerked up to block my face as the glass shattered and flew back towards me. Small glass shard piece found my palms. I plucked a shard free and watched the blood drip from the incision it left. I lifted the crystal piece to see it clear without the blackened shroud. I finished clearing the glass from my hands and found another crystal ball. I lifted it to the desk. I curled my hands into fists to make the blood surface to the cracks in my skin. I wiped the blood over the crystal and watched as the shroud cleared. Only partially. There was a figure and the words “Danger.” Appeared before the crystal darkened again.]

Magia sângelui

[Blood magic. That’s what I was reduced to? I mean it was how I severed the ties but it wasn’t anything I knew enough about to use. Reading the old books was definitely going to need to happen. I walked out of the house and squeezed back through the gate to my car. I was stopped when I heard a voice call out. “Kenzington?! Kenzington Rasputin?!” The tension rose in my shoulders. I hated my first name. The only people that used it knew my parents or were J Ratchet’s parents. I turned to look in the direction of the voice calling out, an older man. One I didn’t really recognize. I started to step close but instantly felt panic that stopped me in my steps. Why? I didn’t know. “ты так сильно вырос” My hand tapped and fumbled for the door handle as my heart pounded hard. I felt like a frightened child and could not calm myself enough to think about who was talking to me, or why I was actually scared.]

Извини кто ты?

[Russian slipped out as response to his words of talking about me having grown. It was clear he was from my past, but I couldn’t place it. He gave a laugh as he stepped even closer. “You don’t remember me? It’s Uncle Niko.” Suddenly my memory flooded back. Uncle Niko. My dad’s best friend who he claimed was like a brother. The boogeyman of my childhood. The man who stole my childhood innocence and destroyed anything that made me remotely happy when I was younger. The only good he did for me was becoming the reason I got to live with Grandmama when I was finally removed from my parents at the age of eight. At least until I was fourteen. The rage moved through me, the fear no longer presented.]

Why the fuck are you here?

[He gave a smirk as he reached the steps he needed to have me within reach. “Looking for you. Heard you were in town. Can’t find your Dad, he owes me money. Figured you would be visiting one of these gypsy bitches.” I shook my head.]

Fuck off. I don’t know where he is. He fucked off and owes every-fucking-body money, so does mom, both of them are probably hiding out in Mexico or some shit or maybe they went to hide back home in Mother Russia.

[My tone of the last few words were thick with a Russian accent, an attempt at how my father used to say it. Niko raised a hand to brush the back of his hand to my cheek. I slapped his hand away and stepped back. “So beautiful. I always knew you’d grow to be so perfect.” It took everything in me to keep the vomit down.]

Seriously. Fuck off, Dude.

[I went to push past him and get into the car to leave. I was stopped by Niko pressing me to the car. I pushed back, the soreness in my muscles made it a weak attempt as I couldn’t get the space I needed to escape. Instead it gave him more advantage to grope. I fought, yelled, catching a hand over my mouth. My hands slapped and clawed at Niko to get some kind of space to fight him off. I was too close to the car to kick free and my arms couldn’t reach any pressure points with how he held me. I heard a bark in the distance and before I knew it Niko was yelling and I was shoved in a hard slam but Niko was yanked back, giving me room to turn around. Monster, Aunt Roma’s black Great Dane had come back from his runaway in the woods. The night she was killed I attempted to take him but he took off into the woods. Not ready to leave his home. I’d been coming to place food in his bowl every day in hopes to get him to bring him back without any sight of him. Thankfully today was the day he decided to make his return. I slumped against the car as I tried to catch my breath. Monster tore into Niko pulling at his pants, wrists, legs anything and everything to drag him away from me. “Get this hellhound off me!” I let it go on a little longer waiting to hear Niko beg for help first.]

Monster! Eliberare, Hai!

[Monster stopped and released his hold on Niko before he walked over to me. He stood guard by my legs and growled as Niko moved to get up. “That’s not Russian, Kenzington.” He laughed as he walked away. “Enjoy the time you have. I’m sure I’ll find you again real soon. I’ll get what I’m owed one way or another.”]

Fuck off.

[I watched him as I moved to get in the car, letting Monster jump in first before I climbed in. I locked the doors and drove, taking the longest way home, speeding through different roads to throw anyone off in case I was followed.]

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tamiddyinyourcity · 4 years

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6:29pm, I don't know how to feel and it makes me wanna kill myself yet again.

It's like we could've just met up, if it was gonna be the same awkward silences, and whatnot......

Friday, January 10th of 2020.

Me and Patrick hung out today. I guess I was in panic mode again the other night, and wanted to be rational, so I figured, "As opposed to hating this man while also still somewhat being lustful over a previous version of him that no longer exists...... Just ask him to walk around the lake, or something. Talk about things that don't revolve around your relationship. It'll feel much better that way."

Since the best resolutions to:

Really wanting to pull a street fighter/mortal kombat on this mother fucker for breaking my heart into a tiny million little pieces all over some stupid fucking shit

Wanting to fuck him so hard that i smash his pelvis into smithereens, (just like my heart when he dumped me,) from the velocity and force of my hips aggressively grinding into his

....is to:

Talk to him about things that dont revolve you two dating. (That way, no one gets into a fight in a car over the infamous "you chose that bitch over me" talk, and avoiding any attempts of going "we could have REALLY resolved things if we wanted to...") Plus, hes an interesting conversationalist otherwise.

Realizing that as interesting as he is, hes still boring and bland to an extent, and if he cant see your worth, then well... just be friends. Dont fuck him, just talk about life or family or movies. Just to be civil, and work towards a civil dynamic.

.....it sounds AMAZING in theory, right?

Anxious girl with no friends and extremely high stress that doesnt want to lose touch + anxious dude that doesnt want to lose touch and still somewhat gives the smallest of fucks about me..... was SUPPOSED to equal "just hang out, and if yall can click, yall can click. if yall hang, cool. if yall end up having feelings, thats alright. wanna fuck? not immediately, but like; be mature, and just.... at the very least, see if you can sit down with them, and not start fuming."

6:46pm, Good Girls Season 2 is on Netflix. So! I guess that's the alternative to crying for tonight.

RIO IS FINE AS FUCK. I'M STILL SAD AND VERY ANGRY, BUT RIO IS FINE AS FUCK. FUCK. FUCK. FUCK. RIO RAW ME.

Back to venting.

.....

The solution didn't go as the formula was planned to.

It was more like....

Anxious girl who really wants things to feel natural like before + anxious guy that really wants to move past our relationship entirely = probably won't be the most amazing friendship alive.

Since as I'm thinking, "It can be just like any other time before, when we had problems but didn't want to lose touch. We can just hang! It'll be fine".

It almost was.

And I don't know how he's thinking, so.

Anyway.

I saw him after I saw someone else. A platonic date with someone else. Was in a good mood.

Was supposed to meet Patrick at 4pm. Called him a few times around 3:30pm.... He only called back at 4pm. Right as I was like, "He's clearly not into meeting, let's just not, I can go home, or walk around the lake myself if itll help establish some independence."

Surprisingly, he still wanted to meet.

I ubered over since he made it seem like he'd be at the location in 15 minutes, and taking a 45 minute long bus ride wasnt dope, so i just ubered.....

Just for him to arrive late, as well as me.

We met around 4:45pm.

He looked different, but not bad different, I think. It was unusual. When your usually very sloppy dressed, wrinkly, baggy clothed, unmatching patterns and no color coordination having ex boyfriend with the long shaggy brown hair.... Shows up actually looking clean cut with a new hairstyle and wardrobe? It definitely can take a person off guard.

.... Not sure if I was into it or not. I kinda hated it, yet at the same time, it showed off how nice his skin and jawline/cheekbones are, and his neck.... And smile.

But on the other hand, he looked like an entirely different human being. Its like Edgy Hipster 70s Patrick turned into "Patrick Going Through A Drake Phase" Patrick, he looked like a fuckboy.

A nerdy fuckboy.

It arouses me, and disgusts me, all at once.

.....

I gotta piss, I'll write more later. And maybe I'll cry, too. Still not the most emotionally stable right now.

7:00pm, today was bullshit.

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