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14dayswithyou · 1 month
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💖 Day 3.5 is now available! 💖
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For the last couple of months, only Server Boosters had access to the 3.5 update... Buuuuut now it's available for everyone to play in the 14DWY Discord — and soon itch.io once I'm happy with the QA and state of the game — so please don't feel pressured to join unless you want to!!
The full devlog + even more screenshots are under the cut ^^
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What's been added to the 3.5 version?
📺 Streamer Mode!
I've been told that it's difficult to stream and monetise age-restricted videos on YouTube and Twitch, so I added an option to remove the sexual content and strong language used in the demo.
Now y'all can invite Ren into your bed for cuddles without putting your streamer career on the line /silly /lh
This won't affect the 18+ rating or dark themes/elements of the game, however! Although Streamer Mode will prevent you from seeing any "gruesome" CGs in the future, most of the core elements of the game will still be tied to the choices and decisions you make. So you won't miss out on the overall experience by using streamer mode!!
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⚙️ Custom Pronouns!
It only took me one entire year to get around to it, but you can finally choose your own preferred pronouns (or use a set of pronouns instead)... At the cost of being able to change them mid-game ^^;
Since the original pronoun screen wouldn't update until a new scene was displayed, I temporarily disabled the feature. But once I find a workaround, I'll bring it back!
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💗 Choose how others perceive you!
You can now choose how the cast and narration perceive you! Originally, the narration was kept strictly gender-neutral (outside of pronouns and genitalia picked by the player), but this will soon change in future updates.
For more clarity: you don't get to choose the words specifically, but you can choose between masculine, feminine, and androgynous terms!
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📋 Separate top and bottom genitalia!
You can now choose your tatas and pps separately! >:3
Alongside that, you can also choose your preferred body type!
I removed the "both" genitalia option because a few players still assumed it was an obscure version of "intersex". That wasn't my intention and I don't want to mislead anyone, so I took it out for now ^^;
I also didn't want to include a screenshot of the new genitalia choices in action (because it's NSFW), so y'all get the same character menu screen for the nth time instead lmao
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📱 Relationship Screen Overhaul!
You can now change your own status for more immersion, and long-term Server Boosters will eventually be able to submit and use their own icon within the game as well!
Stalking finding your friends has now become easier by using "Buddy Maps"; a new app that allows you to see the location of all the cast members!
I want to offer players more incentive to check the relationship screen since they tend to miss the status updates, so hopefully this might help ;v;
It also says it "updates every few hours" so folks don't go overboard and check every 5 seconds to see where Ren is gdsghf (also keep in mind that he's a hacker lol)
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🖤 Additional Scenes Update!
Day 2 received a brand new CG!!!!! Originally, I planned on only adding a few CGs sporadically throughout the game, but it didn't feel right to leave Day 2 so... empty... so I added a brand new CG to (hopefully) make things feel more balanced and natural!
If you decline Teo's offer on Day 3, Leon will now call and try to convince you to reconsider. However, players are still allowed to decline, and if they do, they'll reach a dead end.
After listening to feedback on itch, I changed some of the dialogue during Days 1-3 to make it seem more consistent! They're only small changes though, so it's honestly not worth looking for sdgjssga
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🎶 Updated BGM and SFX!
I wanted to try out a different style of music to see if it fits the vibe of 14DWY more! The BGM features more acoustics to suit the "beachy" theme of Corland Bay, though I made a conscious effort to include piano elements as well to stay true to the original!!
I figured it'd be better to give players a live example before I make a poll (to see if they prefer the change or not) and publish it to Itch.
Some new SFX have also been added, though it's very minimal and honestly not that noticeable.
How to download and play the update?
(warning: clicking on the following links will open Discord!!) To download the Day 3.5 update, simply join the 14DWY Discord server, verify your age, and visit the "14dwy-updates" channel!
Alternatively, you can also wait until the update is publicly released on Itch to play it as well!! (It normally gets released shortly after a round of QA testing/getting feedback from the server, though I may release it earlier if I feel like it hehe ^^)
Enjoy!!
#14 days with you#14dwy#💖 — 14 days with queue.#🖤 — updates.#🖤 — spoilers.#I'm not gonna say much about my current doxxing situation because I've got it under control now + it's being handled privately#Plus I don't wanna give it/the people involved any unnecessary attention. I just wanna announce the update and Get Back To It™️#(''it'' bein the grind 💪 It never stops lmao /silly)#OG followers will also know that these topics aren't the vibe I normally have on this blog (or any of my accounts); so I don't think I'll—#—make ANOTHER public post about the situation and bring more attention to it (when I just want everything to be over and put to rest ^^;)#However I also don't want people to think that I'm... ignoring?? the situation entirely (because gettin doxxed is a very endangering thing)#So I DO want to quickly acknowledge it here and say that it's all currently handled + I'm safe and okay + this won't stop me from—#—continuing to work on 14DWY (and other future projects). I also don't want to give these awful people more power and incentive to continue#—this kind of pathetic behaviour; so the less attention and encouragement being shown will ultimately be better in the long run :3#Aaaaaanways!! 😮‍💨#My other accounts will be restored shortly and my askbox will be opened once I feel comfortable. I'll get around to following folks—#—again in my own time; so please don't feel offended if I unfollowed you during a moment of vulnerability and anxiety!!#This is all EXTREMELY overwhelming and scary for someone with SAD/AvPD; and I /gen can't handle seeing it all over my timeline ;v;#Sorry this got ranty and personal again hjdsgjsdh T_T I said I wouldn't say much; so I'll shut up now hehe#🖤 — shut up sai.
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saintobio · 4 months
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♱ as you like it | sneak peak.
[dare i share one of my favorite lines on this oneshot :’) yes, only a oneshot you guys. it’s a pretty long one, but sy is still the only on-going series i have.]
Your heart, once brimming with devotion, now lay shattered at your feet. All your life, you have loved him. All your happiness and tears, you have devoted to him. You had stood by his side through every trial, every conquest, only to be deemed unworthy of bearing his legacy. The sting of rejection seared your soul, igniting a fierce resolve within your wounded spirit.
With a voice trembling through a mixture of sorrow and defiance, you met his gaze. “Fair enough,” you whispered, your tone laden with a sorrowful resignation. “If it is a concubine thou seek, then so be it. But a divorce, will I not honor. And know this, my lord,” you declared, your voice rising with a newfound strength, “I am the Empress. The only one. There is none within this empire akin to me, for a worthless, lowly concubine shalt not depose this Empress Y/N of Caleum thou wouldst so readily compromise.”
And in that solemn proclamation, you turned away, your stolid mien masking the shattered pieces of your fractured heart.
His countenance remained stoic as he observed your departure, sighing inwardly as you exited his study. Although no longer offering a response, Satoru found himself unable to deny the truth of your words. Nor the power in which you presented them. Your presence lingered in his thoughts, holding sway over him in a manner he could not fathom.
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pavus · 2 months
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It's finally Durge hours, lads.
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wowshiny · 1 year
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the Council (aro frog friend group🐸) is meeting (hanging out together on the lilypads🥰)
6/12 in my series of happy frogs for pride month !!
prev frogs: (1) (2) (3) (4) (5)
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candyheartedchy · 10 months
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Wanted to draw something for that Mirror AU!
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saevus-brutalis · 4 months
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target neutralized.
do not pin, reupload, copy, use or claim as your own, thanks.
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jazeswhbhaven · 2 months
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It saddens me to say lovelies...that the future of this account...is that of a concerning fate....
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WAKE UP LOVELIES
...it's the first of the month....
This account for one isn't going anywhere btw. Had to make a little jokey joke because april fools day y'know.
I do have some updates though since I always give them for each month. 💖
First, I've finally made it to 500 follows??? Thank you all for being amazing and showing up and showing out for the love on all my drabbles, request answers, just anything. Especially my brain rot. A couple of things I'd like to address for this blog as it grows is the following:
-this is a judgement free zone within reason. i have my boundaries and strong opinions that may pop up, my intention isn't to be 'hoiler than thow' or wave fingers (i mean i'm playing a demon sex game hello?) but at the same time, there's some stuff that just ain't it and i will bring it up if i feel the need to to establish my limits.
-i am only one admin with audhd and a fucked up sleep schedule. so i may be late to the hype, right on it, or it's two days later and i'm catching up. that's just how it is
But I welcome you, and if you're new...enjoy your stay, it's wild here.
NOW onto my requests/inbox
If you've checked my pinned there's been updates. As of today, any request sent from now until the end of the month will not be answered until May in the order received. Any requests you see posted during April are old ones I hadn't gotten to. I'm working this month on how to organize requests, and make sure I stick to my waiting times as per stated or throw them out. I like working on requests, it gives me something to do. However I really wanted to focus on creating my own content for the blog, that's what I started this entire thing for (if any of you remember my old now shadowbanned blog) that was the base of it. Which segways into this next bit. I am dangerously shifting into burn out mode....
The thing about being nuerodivergent and on medications for different illnesses, and while trying to build a healthier lifestyle, I am constantly battling wanting to keep up with my writing peers on posting fics, answering requests, being a part of a fandom again.
But ngl the numbers are killing me. I get anxious about getting a huge following and then coming up short cause I know how it gets. Hard criticism, parasocial relationships, hate follows, that shit haunts me. So when I try to answer ya'lls request quickly I sit here at my computer numb and brain full of fog because I simply can't think of how to answer. That's been happening a lot. And truthfully April is never a good month for me. I just want to coast this month...be minimally busy as possible and just not think much. To rememdy that, this is why I have decided to take an entire month off taking any new requests. A reset. Trying to find that balance. I need it before I crack.
Andddd now for some light hearted stuff.
It's my birthday month!
idk if I'll be doing a special thing on this blog during that time, but if I do, you'll know~ Beel's birthday is on the 4th btw so that's really cool we share the same month ^^ Got him on the quiz, both of us have adhd, and now the same birthday month. He just wants me to surround myself around him huh? i don't mind that tho. that's my boo.
To end this long ass post, stay awesome, stay lovely, and enjoy my brain rot and stupid reacts 😘
-your lovely admin, ♥( ˆ⌣ ˆԅ)
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14dayswithyou · 5 months
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💖 "Um… H-Happy New Year, Angel!" 💜
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"Three… Two… One…! Wait— D-Do we kiss now?! I've never actually spent New Years with anyone before, so—"
Immediately shutting your now fiancé up, you playfully roll your eyes and pull Ren in for a soft, slow kiss. Even underneath the incandescent glow of the fireworks, you can see how his cheeks flush a bright pink as he gently clutches onto your winter coat to bring you closer. And when you pull away, his smile only seems to grow.
"Thank you for making this year special for me, Angel. I-I promise to make 2024 even better for you." Ren's eyes light up with sincerity as he seals his promise with another kiss, "…I love you s'much. Happy New Year."
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the-nation-of-today · 18 days
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YEAH I’M RELIGIOUS I WORSHIP THE
FATHER
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SON
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AND HOLY SPIRIT
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redrosesif · 1 year
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✦ DEMO (TBA) ✦ PINTEREST ✦
It's kind of crazy just how fast your life can turn upside down.
After the death of your father and a yearlong break from school, you finally decide to go back only to find that everything isn't quite what it seems to be. Your friends — your family? Not at all who you thought they were. In fact, you aren't even the person you thought you were.
In this new environment, you discover parts of yourself and your town that you never could have thought to be true. You find that there are secrets hidden so deep in this town — in your family, that with everything you thought you knew, you realize you didn't really know anything.
As you learn more about the town, school, and people around you, you find that you're learning more about yourself and who you could or might have been had things been different. Had your entire life not been a lie.
Content Includes: Language, Death, Violence, Alcohol Consumption, Discrimination
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✦ Customize your appearance, pronouns, and personality, and even decide how you'll navigate this new world. Will you jump right in, excited to explore everything? Will you take it one step at a time, weary of every twist and turn? Or will you take over, making this new world you've discovered yours? ✦ Build up your skills and knowledge as you discover more about your new school and the town you thought you knew. ✦ Romance a lineup of 7 love interests along with a few side romances. Not your thing? That's fine! Work on your friendships with the characters to unlock friendship-specific routes. ✦ Make the big decision: Will you make your own path and repair your family legacy? Or will you be the person everyone expects you to be and tear the town apart with your own two hands?
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✦ Romanceable Characters
— Dylan Choi [ he / him or she / her ] ✦ THE EX / BEST FRIEND.
[ ♡ Choose your history with Dylan. Are they your ex-best friend? Or the one that got away? Will you work to fix things or leave it all in the past? ]
— Morgan Fairgrove [ he / him or she / her ] ✦ THE BEST FRIEND.
[ ♡ Choose your feelings for Morgan. Are they strictly your person, your best friend, and your other half? Or have you realized that maybe you want to be more? ]
— Ash Halloway [ he / him or she / her ] ✦ THE TA.
[ ♡ Will you romance your cute TA? Or will you keep things professional between the two of you despite the stolen glances and soft smiles? ]
— Luke / Luna Morales [ he / him or she / her ] ✦ THE ENEMY.
[ ♡ Decide how to respond to their unprovoked anger. Will you give in and return the hostility? Or will you put in the extra work to get to know them and why they refuse to get close to you? ]
— Javi Garcia [ he / him ] ✦ THE PERFECTIONIST.
[ ♡ Will you take the time to get to know Javi and all his great qualities? Or will you see him as nothing more than his biggest flaw just like everyone else? ]
— Brooke Ross [ she / her ] ✦ MISS POPULAR.
[ ♡ Decide whether or not to get close to the person everyone wants to be with in one way or another. Will you get to know the version of herself that no one gets to see? Or will you just be another person fighting for her attention?
— June Hawthorne [ he / him ] ✦ THE MYSTERIOUS SWEETHEART.
[ ♡ Will you dig a little deeper to get closer to the seemingly perfect sweetheart? Or will you fall for the act he puts up just as many have before? ]
✦ Other Characters
— Ryder Colten [ they / them | side romance ] ✦ — Sabrina Marshal [ she / her | side romance ] ✦ — Ricky Welsh [ he / him | side romance ] ✦ — Devon Ross [ he / they ] ✦ — Marina Scotts [ she / her ] ✦ — Jared Helling [ he / him ] ✦
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waterdeeping · 3 months
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Brianna 🏹 Archer 🏹 Arisen
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bizarrescribblez · 2 months
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AAAAAA I DIDNT SHOW YOU GUYS THE NEW GOODIES I GOT TODAY 😭😭💖💖💖 FINALLY A KNUBBLER KEYCHAIN!!!! + a free toki banana sticker hehehe I GOT THEM FROM @/twilightpalms on twitter hehehe
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valiantstarlights · 11 months
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[Enlightenment] Chapter 2: Boundaries
Chapter 1: Realizations
Dream goes to The New Inn in 2022 and is met with a polite but distant Hob.
CW: angst
In the wake of The White Horse Tavern closing not even after a year after his and his Stranger's centennial meeting, Hob decides that he should just stop trying.
It has been made clear to him that no one wants to be his friend just for the sake of being friends, and so he does the sensible thing and stops inserting himself needlessly into other people's lives.
He starts to categorize people based on how he knows them: co-workers, bosses, students, small business owners he buys his food from...
But never friends.
It's freeing.
He doesn't have to be anything to anyone anymore. He can fulfill his duties without expecting something foolish like friendship in return. It's a somewhat lonely existence, but it's a better one compared to the way he did things before.
And besides, he has been alone for as long as he can remember. Even before he became immortal, and even before his entire family died of the plague, he has always been alone.
Why didn't he see it before?
Hob as a child wanted to have friends too. But he was too him, and so his playmates always 'forget' to look for him every time he plays hide and seek with them.
It's funny, looking back on it now. He thought he was just so good at hiding that no one found him.
And so he stayed hidden. Past sunset, past curfew, past midnight, and until the sun rises again, child Hob sits alone in his hiding place, waiting for someone to find him.
No one does. And no one comes looking for him either.
His parents had far more important worries than wondering where one of their many children is, like actually finding enough food to feed them all.
For all Hob knew, they were thankful when he doesn't go home. One less mouth to feed and all. For all he knew, they had been the ones to tell his playmates not to go looking for him.
Six hundred year old Hob pities himself as a child. He should not have tried so hard. All he did was waste his time.
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Winter of 1991 is when Hob realizes that he does not blame his Stranger for leaving as he did at all.
He must have been at the end of his patience with Hob, and Hob callously telling him that he thinks he's lonely would have been the straw that broke the camel's back.
Looking back on it, he deserved his Stranger's angry reaction.
What does Hob know about his life? For all he knows, his Stranger could have friends and family waiting for him to arrive as soon as he concludes his centennial meetings with Hob.
In fact, they were probably the ones who dared him into making Hob immortal, so they would get endless entertainment out of him.
Hob waxing poetic about chimneys? Amazing. He's such a hilarious little fool. Venison pasties being the best thing ever? Classic peasant Hob, only now he's masquerading as a lord.
It's fine. Hob knows he can be unintentionally funny sometimes.
But now that his Stranger has obviously and very definitively moved on, Hob hopes that wherever he is right now, he has already gotten himself another Shaxberd.
If he has, and Hob is certain that he has, then he is happy for him. For them.
He hopes that whoever his Stranger's new immortal is, they'll take care of him as he deserves, and tell him better stories that would survive through the ages, like Shaxberd's did.
He hopes he meets them someday. Not to be friends, of course. But just to thank them for taking care of his Stranger when Hob had been too incompetent to even have a meaningful conversation with him.
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The old barkeep from 1989 builds the New Inn in the year 2000, just a stone throw's away from the White Horse Tavern, and Hob invests in it.
He has too much money now. And while he's adamant in keeping himself apart from other people, he still likes helping those in need.
He gives to charities, supports worthwhile endeavors, and funds the schooling of the kids who have aged out of orphanages. Sometimes he even helps them get their first jobs if they need it. Those he helps occasionally end up taking part-time jobs in The New Inn, and they never know that they were serving the person who funded their college education.
It's fine. Hob doesn't mind being anonymous. He would rather be anonymous nowadays, anyway. Just plain old Mr. Gadling with his plain looks and his plain life, studying to become a professor of history.
Maybe one day, far off into the future, he would manage to atone for what he has done during his years as a slaver.
He knows he never would, but he tries his best anyway.
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The old barkeep dies in 2016 and wills Hob (who has remained anonymous) The New Inn.
Hob has no wish to deal with the minutiae of running an inn, however, and so he promotes a couple of folks to run the Inn for him, and gets them to hire more helpers if they need it.
He doesn't know whose idea it was to spray paint the sign in front of The White Horse Tavern pointing to the New Inn, or who keeps repainting it, but he lets it slide. Business is business, after all, and if it gets the inn more customers, then who is Hob to complain?
Most of the regular customers are locals who have been getting pints from the old tavern, but tourists also come by, and students from the nearby university where Hob teaches frequent the Inn as well. The tourists come for the good food, the students come for the free wifi, and Hob welcomes them all.
He arranges all of the customers neatly into their own categories (student here for the wifi, office worker here for lunch, food blogger, artist looking for a quiet spot, Thursday Game Night LARPers) and ignores the numbers occasionally slipped his way with free drinks.
He has no need for one night stands, and would rather not create a new category for them. He's found, over the years, that he likes having his own space, with no one bothering him, and he will not let anyone disrupt the peaceful home he has managed to build for himself.
If he wants to be pleasured, then he has his own hands, and online shopping sites to buy sex toys from.
He likes it better, he thinks. Being the master of his own pleasure and not needing to make the effort of pleasing anyone else. If he wants to go to sleep right after cumming, then he can. No more need for pillow talk or immediate clean up. And if he wakes in the middle of the night and wants to pleasure himself more, then who is there to stop him?
He might miss the words of praise given by his past bedmates, but he can easily conjure up similar words in his mind, in a variety of voices, making themselves repeat the same words over and over again without feeling guilty or needy, and he does not feel bereft.
He's already had enough of people. And no good ever comes from having lovers, especially if it's only him that loves and his feelings are never requited.
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In 2022, when Hob sees his Old Stranger again, he smiles.
It's nice to see a familiar face once in a while. Just last week, he saw his neighbors from the 1960s selecting vegetables in the farmers' market. They are still together and looking as in love as they had been when they were younger. Hob avoided them because he doesn't want to be recognized and asked uncomfortable questions, but he's happy that the two of them could legally get married now.
"You're early," Hob tells his Stranger. Were he still hoping that the two of them could be friends, he would have said something stupid like, 'You're late,' and then his Stranger would get pissed off all over again, and it would just make Hob tired in the long run.
"Early?" His Stranger asks. He takes his seat in front of Hob. He looks skinnier than usual. Hob raises his hand so one of the waitresses would come over.
"Yeah, for 2089," Hob says. To the waitress, he says, "Hey, Dani, can I get a fry up, please? And a glass of fruit juice."
Hob is ordering for his Stranger not because they're friends, but because he looks like he needs it. He would have done the same for any homeless person he saw on the street.
And if his Stranger doesn't eat it before leaving, then Hob will. Hob doesn't order two plates because what would be the use of that? He knows his Stranger would be turned off at the sight of him eating. He has before, in 1589, so Hob knows not to do it again.
Dani the waitress, one of the kids he put through college, nods and goes to tell the cook to prepare the meal.
When Hob looks back at his Stranger, he is looking at Hob oddly.
"What?"
"I am not early for 2089, Hob," he says. "I am late for 1989. I meant to come, but was unable to." A pause, and the tiniest bowing of his head. "I apologize."
Were Hob still thinking they could be friends, he would have asked about what happened to make him miss their meeting. But he knows it's not any of his business, and he'd hate for his Stranger to leave without eating.
"Oh, it's fine," Hob says. He has already put his Stranger into the 'old customer from the old tavern' category, and it's never any of his business to ask about the customers' personal lives. He would help, if they ask, but he won't go out of his way to be an irritating person and pester them to let him help them. "Water under the bridge and all. How have you been?"
There, see? Hob can be polite without being friendly.
"I'm fine," his Stranger says. There was a brief pause before he answered. Hob noticed, but he ignores it. Hob from before would have obsessed about that tiny pause, but not this Hob. This one has learned his lesson.
"That's good," Hob says, smiling. "Listen, I ordered for you, but it's alright if you don't eat it. I'll just take it to-go and eat it for dinner. No pressure at all."
"I will eat it," his Stranger says.
Hob smiles wider. "Wonderful. It will take about 5 to 10 minutes before the food arrives."
Niceties out of the way, Hob resumes checking his students' papers. It's so nice to not make an effort at conversation. It had opened up his time for other more important matters. He wishes his Stranger had taught him that. Or maybe he was meant to learn by observation.
Ah, well. Hob has always been slow on the uptake.
"Hob."
He marks where he is on his student's essay with a finger and looks up. "Yes, Stranger?"
His Stranger visibly hesitates for a moment before he says, "My name is Dream. Dream of the Endless."
Dream of the Endless.
After 600 years, Hob finally gets a name.
He thought he'd be ecstatic. So over the moon with joy that he would jump to his feet and let out an exuberant laugh at finally knowing.
Instead he feels nothing.
He doesn't know what an Endless is, but it sounds pretty important and very much none of his business. He takes the information his Stranger provides him, and says with a smile reserved for new acquaintances, "Hello, Dream of the Endless. Pleasure to put a name to the face."
Hob asks nothing else, and says nothing else. He waits a couple of seconds for his Stranger, Dream, to say something else if he wants, but when nothing comes, Hob goes back to checking his students' papers.
Midway through reading another essay, Dream asks, "Have you been well this past century?"
"Hm?" Hob marks a student's wrong answer. "Oh, well enough, I suppose. Two world wars, moon landing, the internet...but otherwise it's the same old life. And yes, before you ask, I still wish to live."
His 1489 self would have been so excited to talk about the moon landing and the internet. He would have made powerpoint presentations, bought memorabilia to show off, and be such a nuisance that he'd get kicked out of the Inn.
This Hob knows better than to make all that effort, however, and so he doesn't elaborate. It's just like seeing someone reading a newspaper on the Tube, reading the headlines, and exclaiming, 'Did that really happen?' And the person reading the newspaper saying, 'Yeah. World's fucked nowadays,' and the conversation would end there.
"The moon landing?"
"Yeah," Hob says. "Americans went to the moon and planted their county's flag there in 1969. You can read all about it on the internet if you want. Too much history for me to summarize."
"I am not familiar with the internet."
Hob blinks at that. "Oh." He doesn't ask where Dream has been to not be familiar with the internet. For all he knows, Dream's new storyteller friend is from another planet. "Well..."
Then, quite unexpectedly, Dream says, "Will you explain it to me?"
Hob scratches his neck and looks at the dozen or so papers he has yet to check. "I suppose?" It wasn't in his plans to explain the internet to a supernatural entity, but for the sake of their centuries old deal, Hob supposes he can spare the time. "If you're sure?"
Dream nods, and so Hob starts talking.
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Dream eats his food as promised, and when he polished that one off and still looked hungry, Hob orders another dish. And then another. And then another. He always waits for Dream to finish his meal before ordering again, in case he gets full midway through a plate.
Dream does not volunteer information about his sudden hunger for mortal food, and so Hob does not press him. Dani, thankfully, is the quiet sort who just does her job well and doesn't stick her nose where it doesn't belong.
For this reason, she is one of Hob's favorite employees, being smarter than Hob himself when he was her age.
As Dream eats, Hob explains the internet to him like how he would explain the internet to a time traveler from the 1800s.
Dream listens to him raptly. It's a little unnerving how focused he was. 1589 Hob would have loved to have him as his audience. 2022 Hob is just a bit weirded out, especially when he notices Dream's shoulders relax against the seat's backrest, like he's listening to his favorite radio station, at ease in his own home.
When Hob finishes explaining, Dream (surprisingly) has follow-up questions, and so Hob answers them too.
(He had to ask for water so he could soothe his throat after a lot of talking.)
If Dream doesn't ask, then Hob doesn't explain. It's that simple. He volunteers no information about his life, and certainly no personal anecdotes to accompany his explanations, because they're not close enough for that.
--
More than a couple of hours pass, and Hob starts gathering his things and packing up. It will be a while before The New Inn closes, but Hob still has laundry to do, papers to check, and plants to water. He tells Dream that it has been good seeing him and walks out of the Inn.
Dream follows him.
"Hob."
"Yeah?"
"I wish to bid you good night."
Dream...has been weird today. He has never bid good night to Hob before. Not even a goodbye, come to think of it. "Oh," Hob says, feeling wrong-footed. "Sure. Good night. Take care going back home."
He doesn't ask if their next meeting will be in 2089 or in 2122. Dream will show up whenever he wants to show up. Hob isn't going to wait for him. It's even only a coincidence that Hob went to the Inn on this date.
In fact, he hadn't even known that today was June 7th. He only saw the date when he looked something up on his phone for clarification.
"I was hoping we could meet again," Dream says, when Hob says nothing else and was turning to leave. "Perhaps same time next week?"
Hob mentally reviews his calendar. "Sorry, I have a whole day of lectures and a practical exam to conduct then."
Dream is not deterred. "May I ask when you will be free, then?"
Hob scratches his cheek. "I mean, I guess I'll be free on Friday, just after 5 PM?"
"Then I will see you," Dream says. "Here. On our table."
His statement makes Hob laugh. "There's no our table, Dream. But sure, I'll see you." He turns away and walks the short distance to his house.
He is sure that Dream will not show. But it doesn't matter, because Hob is gonna go to the Inn on that date and time to buy dinner anyway. Dream could decide to surprise him and show up outside of their centennial meetings, but it wouldn't affect his schedule at all.
--
Dream watches Hob walk away, and his heart breaks.
Is this what Hob felt when Dream walked away from him in 1889?
No. He must have felt worse.
Dream had walked away in anger, after saying words that he has regretted ever since they left his lips, leaving Hob uncertain if they'll ever meet again.
Hob had walked away just now after agreeing to meet with him.
But his manner is distant. Has been distant, throughout the day. He doesn't care if he sees Dream again. If Dream does not show up at the appointed time next week, he would stay and have dinner on his own. But he would not question Dream's absence. He would just put it down as yet another instant of Dream blowing him off again, like he did last time.
Dream should be pleased.
This is what he wanted, isnt it? For the two of them to be no closer than casual acquaintances? Because Dream had been too prideful to consider being friends with a mortal.
And now Hob is granting him his wish. He had taken Dream's words to heart and is now holding himself distant from him.
Just as Dream realizes too late that he doesn't want that after all.
After his stupid pride hurt Hob in 1889, after his lonely imprisonment when his most constant thought, the only one that gave him hope, is the memory of Hob's beautiful smile, and of seeing it again once he gets free...
He wants Hob to look at him how he has always looked at him before today. With friendship, and perhaps with something more. Except that might not be possible anymore.
Dream doesn't know what to do. He fucked up the one good thing in his life, and made Hob believe that he is nothing, when all along, he has been everything to Dream.
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how it feel listening to music you can't understand but the vibe tells you everything
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