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celesticadream · 2 years
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selineram3421 · 2 months
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can I make a request for an Alastor x reader? Where y/n is Husk's sibling and Alastor won't stop flirting with y/n and Husk is just not having it? (And the rest of the HH crew are just in the background shipping Alastor and y/n)
*swipes up* Cat Demon Reader!!!! FUCK YEAH!
Hissy Kitty
Prologue
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Alastor X Reader
Warnings⚠
⚠ cussing, protective older brother Husk, Alastor loves annoying your brother, italics = thoughts ⚠
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Husk was very protective of you and made sure you were taken care of. In Living and afterlife, he kept you out of his "business" to keep you safe.
Of course you surprise him by showing up at the hotel.
"What the fuck are you doing here!?"
"Surprise!", you cheered and gave your older brother a hug.
He didn't want you anywhere near his work. It was too risky. You would have been made a target. He didn't want HIM to know about you.
"Answer the question.", he grumbled but hugged you back.
"I haven't seen you in a while and I just wanted to-", you began, pulling back a bit from the hug, taking a look around the hotel lobby that was behind him.
"Look, I'll call you and tell you all about it but you need to go before-", he tried to get you to leave quickly.
"Husker!"
Shit.
He was pissed that he was too late.
"What are you doing trying to chase a guest out?", the demon in red walked over and pulled you into the hotel. "We are trying to invite them in."
"This one ain't looking to stay in the hotel!", your brother hissed and tried to pull you away from the red dressed demon.
You were suddenly spun and dipped by the man in red. It shocked you so much that you held onto the red demon tightly.
"Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel! I am Alastor the facility manager.", Alastor grinned as he gazed down at you. "And who might you be?"
Such an adorable thing. He thought when seeing your ears pinned back and eyes having turned into slits, his grin widening when he noticed Husk getting angrier.
"Um..can you let me up now? This is a very weird way of greeting..", you squirmed, your tail flicking in annoyance.
After letting you go, Alastor took note of how bristled up the fur of his acquaintance was.
How interesting..
"Forgive me dear, I can get quite theatrical.", he laughed and fixed his bowtie. "And your name?"
"I'm-"
"Not staying.", Husk cut in. "They only came to see me, now back off."
"What the hell, can't I greet a demon?", you huffed.
Your brother pulls you away to speak in private.
"Not this one! This prick is someone I don't want you hanging around with.", he whispered growled, putting his hands on your shoulders. "Go home, put some wards or some shit for protection and don't come back here again!"
"Damn it Husk!", you slapped his hands away. "I came here to check up on you!"
Alastor stays where he is to enjoy the show. Glancing to the side when seeing Angel step into the lobby.
"Its been years! I haven't heard from you until two weeks ago about this place. Where have you been!? Do you know how worried I was!?"
"Psst! Smiles! Who the fuck is kitty whiskers?", the spider asks.
"Haven't the faintest idea but this argument is getting amusing.", he responds.
"I told you that I moved! That should be enough!", Husk gestured to the hotel.
"Yeah, its nice to know you're alive but you could have at least told me how you've been! Did you make any new friends? Did you drink until you blacked out again? Something else for fucks sake!", you yelled.
"I'm alive!", your brother yelled back. "I drank yesterday!", he pushed you towards the door. "I don't have friends!", he opened the door. "Now leave!"
"Tsk tsk!", Alastor tutted and used his shadows to pull you away from the door, moving you into his hold. "They are our guest, even if they are just visiting Husker~"
The Radio Demon's smile growing bigger when he saw the cat clench his fists.
"You are welcome to visit anytime to see this-", the red demon gestures to your brother. "-hissy kitty that you know."
"Ha!", you quickly covered your mouth to keep your laugh silent.
"A smile! Finally!", Alastor leaned closer to you. "I'd like to see it if you don't mind."
"Back off!", Husk pushed the red dressed demon away and took your hand. "Come on, I'll show you around."
"I can stay!?", you asked your brother.
"Only for a few hours!", he replied.
You stayed longer than a few hours.
Charlie had caught wind and was excited to meet you.
Husk drank from his bottle, watching as you talked to the Princess and Vaggie. The two were hooked on whatever story you were telling.
"So Husky~", Angel slid over.
"Don't you fucking call me that ever again.", the cat grumbled before continuing to drink.
"Who's the new cat strolling about?", the spider asked. "I've never seen you so pushy with someone before~ Are they an ex?"
"None of your business and ew. Fuck no.", Husk wiped his mouth after he finished the bottle. "Forget about them. They need to leave anyway.", he said before walking over to you.
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"Hi Husk!", you waved as you entered the hotel.
"Fucking shit. What did you not understand about staying away!?"
You had a smug grin and pranced over to him.
"Can't really stay away from where I work~", you said and showed your employment papers.
"What.", your brother growled.
"While I was talking to the Princess during the tour, you stepped out for a bit and I told her I wanted to work here!", you beamed, cat tail swaying calmly. "So now I can't leave! Yay!"
"Are you fucking stupid!?", Husk yelled.
"Now Husker.", Alastor appeared from the shadows behind you, placing a hand on your shoulder. "That is no way to talk to your fellow coworker."
The Radio Demon smiled cheekily when seeing the cat demon's fur bristle in anger.
"Let's show you all of the staff rooms!", he said suddenly and turned you towards the stairs. "There are quite a few closets littered about for cleaning supplies! For now that is what you'll do with Niffty until the Princess can think of where to put you."
"Is there any cleaning supplies?", you asked a little suspicious.
"Haven't a clue! But let's find out!"
You were near Alastor most of the day.
Husk actually followed you both until the "tour" ended.
"And that is all of the cleaning closets so far!", the red man grinned.
All of you were now standing in one of the many hallways. The fourth floor if you remember.
"Thank you for pointing them out.", you removed his hand from your shoulder. "Little less of that if you don't mind."
"Oh! I didn't even notice.", Alastor held his hands behind his back. "Do remind me if I slip again."
Husk quickly took you away from the red demon and walked you towards the lobby.
"Look, I'm glad you're here. Really. But its not safe for you to be around that smiling asshole.", your brother hissed.
"Husk, I'm not as clueless as you think I am.", you sigh and shook his arm off. "I'll keep myself safe.", you finish and walk away.
The cat demon stayed behind, groaning as he slides his hand down his face, feeling on edge, tired, and annoyed all at once.
"I've never seen you around a demon like them~", Alastor appears from the shadows. "And you're so protective!", he walks in front of the cat demon. "What a good older brother you are.", he leans back and spins his head to look at the demon.
"Don't you fucking try anything!", Husk threatens.
The Radio Demon laughs and stands up straight. "We'll have to go over our deal again!", he says while fixing his coat. "I hope you added their protection in."
"You piece of shit-!", Husk extends his claws and opens his wings up.
"I must be off! Who knows what trouble the guests have gotten into already!", Alastor walks away from the angry cat.
The Radio Demon hummed as he walked down the hallway, a slight skip in his step as his smile grew wider.
Oh how entertaining~
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I love cats💕 Also this is turning into a short story because Husk is gonna be hella pissed.
~Seline, the person.
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redemptsin · 11 days
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thinking about cain and abel today. i'll be interested to see if they make any mention of them ( or eve ) in future episodes of hh. biblically, it's unknown what happened to them after death ( especially cain ). we can assume that abel is probably in heaven strictly on the notion that god had accepted his sacrifice over cain's ( implying abel was faithful to god and cain was not ). even with cain murdering abel and being punished by god to roam the earth, i still think it's possible cain eventually went to heaven as well. because if god really had forsaken him, he wouldn't have listened to his begging to not let someone else kill him and given him the mark or promised vengeance "seven times over" to anyone that killed cain. so yeah, i ultimately think cain did finally die either of natural causes or some kind of accident unrelated to murder.
which begs the question of: if cain can murder his brother and still, we assume, end up in heaven, what does that mean in terms of the sinners in hell working towards redemption? but that's a theological can of worms i don't want to open right now LMAO.
anyway this was a long-winded set up just to say that cain and abel are THE pinnacle of overprotective boys of their mama.
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weirder-than-usual · 6 months
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"WEIRDER THAN USUAL" 🎃🌴💜
Comic coming in 2024. AGE RATING: 15+
The final product will feature themes of abuse, trauma, mental illness, and inappropriate language-- [IE: Swearing]
In the current day and age, somewhere in Florida, never mind where & how long exactly, sits the hidden town of Hollow Heights.
It's not invisible or anything! Just one of those small towns nobody really cares about. People don't really come by unless they're lost tourists with shitty GPS. And there isn't really much to note? It's your standard Florida suburb where everyone knows everyone; full of questionable adults, birds, bugs, casually insane crime, and some pretty cheap-yet-decent houses!
...Oh, yeah. And a magical curse that turns everyone who lives there into MONSTERS!
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No one is ever born this way; Pax, Robin, Clinton & Ozzie sure weren't! But despite their looks, all Monsters maintain human brains & minds. And they're actually... pretty normal! 4 outcast teenagers simply doing their best (on a good day) to survive this hell-hole.
No one knows how it started. Most people don't even care anymore. All that everyone around here knows is that that the curse only effects people living in Hollow Heights specifically; and that it's only a matter of time before it gets to YOU.
They've also noticed that Monster forms primarily reflect the individual; they're NOT determined by genetics! In fact, whenever you become a Monster, & develop the powers that come with, there are 3 things the curse seems to always keeps in mind.
Who YOU are.
The things you've gone through.
And how you handled them!
More specifically... they tend to manifest after exposure to trauma.
There is cruelty for all of us. While only 1 in 4 people suffer with a mental illness, I think it is fair to say that everybody faces trauma at least once in their lives. Be it a loss, injury, or being met with somebody who doesn't love you like they should. It is very easy for us to get stuck on these experiences. They can make permanent changes to who we are, to the point where we may not recognize ourselves in the mirror anymore. Scary, ain't it?
And that's it. That's "the curse." It makes for an experience where simply existing begins to feel... Weirder Than Usual. And whether we heal / move on or not is a choice that only we can make, and a process only we can begin.
And while the trauma that induced it never truly goes away, there IS a way to get rid of the curse; and it's not as crazy as you'd think!
You can only heal so much inside of a toxic environment like HH. So the solution is simple: Get out of there. Free yourself & live freely somewhere else; ANYWHERE else! But of course, that's easier said than done. Especially in a world where things like money, power, oppression, and "being a child" still exist.
One of the poor souls trapped here for now is Pax Manalo: a down-on-their-luck martian violinist with strict parents, telekinetic & semi-psychic powers, adorable heart antennae, and a VERY charming & freaky clown boyfriend who swept them off their feet. And for months now, Pax (being the isolated wallflower & hopeless romantic of a 14-year-old that they are) has been certain that Florian Funnyman was THE ONE.
...Until Valentine's Day came around, and Florian puts his girlfriend through the unthinkable. Something so horrible that it broke her heart, changed her life forever, and left Pax wondering if there'd even be a point in ever speaking about it again.
She doesn't want to get in trouble. She doesn't know if she wants HIM to get in trouble. She doesn't even know if anyone will believe her! Especially since Florian & his family have pretty damn high reputations around town. It's a small place, he's only a grade above her, she's friends with his brother, she doesn't have any other good friends--!! and Florian's been keeping a very watchful eye to make sure nobody ever speaks of it.
But as time goes on... Pax realizes that they can't just stay here in Hollow Heights, or dating a guy like him. And that they need help, a support system, to help them through this. And thus, Pax is left no choice but to reach out and connect with the other Monsters around them; and it doesn't take long before she finally meets some kindred spirits along the way.
Kindred spirits who are willing to help keep her safe; Kindred spirits who will support her as she tries to get her life back, learns to better advocate for herself, share their own sorrows with her as well as they face other hardships & all grow together, and stand by her no matter what.
As she finally finds her voice and speaks out about the true monster, and seeks all the justice she can get. 💞
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chimpanzeedotcom · 1 year
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scrowling through your autism tag and nodding sagely. Word
Hell yeah brother HH
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crypticzeros · 2 years
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ep14.
yo.
what
the
FUCK.
The ending was so fucking suspicious?? WHAT?? Chay, Porsche, somethings up. I know Korn said yeah she has memory loss but what the hell. I want a season 2 rn @ be on cloud. Moms sus as hell.
Vegas is dead, called it from the beginning and also read some of the novel so i knew they'd kill him. Pete...h. F in the chat, paying my respects. He died in a nice suit tho so *shrugs*
Chay going through a breakup. Kim, thats sweet ig but you couldve gone to see him. I still find it a crime that Chay had wet hair bc of dye and wore HEADPHONES.
Wished we saw Yok :(( I love her sm.
I genuinely dont think this is the end of Kinnporsche. We gotta get some sort of side story (is a side story/sequel confirmed??)
We know it's Porsche and Chay's mom, though, because Porsche recognized her. Is it the woman in the photograph??
Still, it's sweet to see them reunited, but please let there be something that follows up for clarity.
Arm and Tankhun were awesome during that scene, loved them.
Pol recovered that's cool too, honestly thought they would kill him off.
I hope Macau has people to comfort him if we see him grieve for his brother and dad. I feel like he'd blame Pete or Porsche, dunno
The hedgehog dying was probably foreshadowing.
Kinn, did you HAVE to grab Porsche's dick in the middle of a fight??? Cmon now xd
They looked epic absolutely loved the scene where they fought with their chests to one another. Erika ATE.
Pheww what else.. The beginning and Porsche getting flashbacks. Hh
Maybe that's it but Im probably gonna add on to this later if i recall everything lol
confessing that I watched it on pirated websites and got several viruses LMAO
Mafia Boss Boyfriends (TM) the ending with their parents did kind of upset me but theyre happy. Might read the novel if i can find it sooooooooooooooooooooooooooahahahhaha cant wait to see the behind the scenes for it and reactions. Kim singing <33
UPDATE TO THOSE I FOUND THE AFTERCREDITSIMGONANCRY Okay so vegas ain't dead rip. Commentary below
Discard me saying vegas is dead f in the chat he's alive y'all coma era ★
*confused screaming*
mom's still suspicious tho
Season 2 when
Macau yay
IS THAT A NIPPLE
english
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Pete's earring
They're together goodbye. They're holding hands guys GUYS no longer mg pet MOSTIMPRKTNANFPSFOSN. Kiss
Kiss
Kiss
YEHAHHHHHHH
MACAU LMAO THE SMIRK
okay okay damn
in lawwwwwww
yay kisses
Fanfic writers im depending on you
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annachumsblog · 2 years
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Hell Imperial Family ( I need a separate one for Charlie and her fam cuz that takes too fucking long )
. Charlie is actually 2000 years old aka looks 20 years old. Her birthday was on 29th July
. Lucifer's birthday was on Halloween. Lilith's birthday was on 21st January.
. Charlie grew up helping to babysit 27 younger cousins (all are the offsprings of the 6 other Kings of Hell )
. In the 16th century, the Hell Imperial Family are involved with the whole Doctor Faustus melodrama ( read the Tragedy of Doctor Faustus the summary is also fine ).
. Beezlebub ( King of the Gluttony Ring ) was involved with the whole Lord of the Flies madness ( read it - it's a horror book )
. Leviathan was one of the sea monsters Sinbad and his crew had to combat against during their voyages of the 7 seas in Sinbad the Sailor.
. Belphegor was actually The Sandman who Manipulates people's nightmares and a terrifying shadow demon capable of sand Manipulation and a master of shapeshifting.
. Andromeda ( Mephistopheles/Satan's wife ) was the Lady Death in HH verse.
. The numbers of kids these Kings of Hell have
Mammon and Zinfandel ( sexy milf harlequin demon) : 4 ( 4 Temperaments )
Beezlebub and Vespa ( bee demon ): 5 ( Gluttony/Fly Bee Quintuplets )
Leviathan and Thalassa (siren operatic demon ) : 3 ( Ocean Trio )
Mephistopheles/Satan and Andromeda : 7 ( 7 Deadly Sins )
Asmodeus/Ozzie and Seraphina ( sultry jazzy kitsune demon ): 6 ( Lust 6 )
Belphegor and Vasilisa ( phoenix harpy demon ) : 2 ( Sloth Twins )
. The Ocean Trio ( Oceania - 15 cent. old , Medora - 13 cent. old and Perseus - 10 cent. old ) are THEATRE KIDS THEATRE KIDS.
. The 7 Deasly Sins are crazy pop/hip hop DJ crazes and also trend setting influencers. ( Salazar and Avarita - 18 cent. old, Icarus -16 cent. old, Desdemona - 14 cent. old, Luxarja and Augustus - 12 cent. old, Sombra - 10 cent. old )
. The Lust 6 love gossiping, shipping random demons, giving makeovers and watching telenovelas. ( Voltaire - 16 cent. old, Evgenia and Eurydice - 14 cent. old, Lysander and Lorcan - 12 cent. old, Galatea - 9 cent. old )
. The Gluttony Quintuplets ( Iago, Nikya, Raymonda, Monoststos and Cressida -all 12 centuries old ) rock the heavy metal aesthetic.
. The 4 Temperaments ( Aeolus - 16 centuries old, Tempest, Rodolphous - both 14 cent. old and Delphini - 12 cent. old) are crazy clown demons. A running Gag is that they often make circus style entrances.
. The Sloth twins (Odysseus and Ophelia - 12 centuries old )can manipulate sand, shadow AND fire ( a combo of their parents' powers ) and LOVE sleeping.
. ALL of the Hell Imperial Parents got PTSDs on how to came to Hell in the first place.
. Yeah let's just say Charlie's friends and allies all have crazy times babysitting Charlie's cousins lol.
. BUT EVERHONE IN CHARLIE'S FAM IS CRAZY POWERFUL ( MORE ON THE NEXT POST )
. Lucifer has 6 older brothers in Heaven and he came from a toxic family and he and Lilith rage quit Hell after Lilith left Adam and 1/3 of Heaven' Angel's joined him. Yeah......that is why Lucifer disapproves of Charlie with the hotel idea ( he still does care for her and helps with political and diplomatic matters when needed )
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the-firebird69 · 1 month
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It's just like the boss it acts like wood feels like wood and Trump has seen it recently but he is out to lunch and he broke one partially and John c Reilly is Dave AKA Dan Paul Blanchard and he doesn't get it either he had them in the park today and her son said he's got them right there and it's coming back like an ass and he says oh those are HHS sticks they shrink like the box you saw the box so he says yeah I saw it and it came back here and also needs okay and it still doesn't get it and where is it now so he said this is awful it's bigger I think and he said this is not going to be right and he can't figure it out but really it's not real tough is this what if it talks to me when you probably lose the argument. So he went home and he didn't do it but this happens very soon and people are after it and that is Camilla and she looks like the clan and she was down there watching him I said you people are a bunch of jerks they said they do it for hours on end they're bunch of masturbating losers and they're morons but the max are pushing real hard and you probably see why so she did and said you're out of trouble they're in a lot of trouble I said yeah what they did down there it's illegal and they kicked him out slowly pushed him over the other side and she said what the hell what are they doing they're trying to get through the electrostatic field and if they do everybody's kind of screwed and one of their methods that they wanted his ships and a big black ship can do it that's why they took them from Tommy f and we're going to publish this is very important
Thor Freya
Olympus Zeus Hera and yes I'm included
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muppetskokomo · 5 months
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just ate a bo-berry biscuit. gonna try knitting these socks. hell yeah brother hh.
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foxdies · 3 years
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i know if nobody got me my best friend got me 
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nogf · 5 years
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littlemorsel56 · 2 years
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New Owner
The BB fanfic group is going to take a break, and it’ll be on hold too. And this blog will also be changed as well. So if anyone doesn’t like vore and g/t
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Best to unfollow if you don’t like to see vore. Cause this blog has a new owner now! Cousin of the BB fanfic, cousin of HH fanfic and also a third creator (we both share on the same ao3 account, including this one too before she gave it to me for real real) I’m mostly the creator of “Nice to Eat You” and the other vore and g/t story on the account. Be prepared to witness my favorite soft vore on here. And be prepared for rules too. And be sure to follow the rules because I have to tell my lovely cousin and her friends who previously owned this blog to block several fucking entitled people who seems to not to get a hint that people need space and need to realize just because people follow you or respond to you, doesn’t mean your best friends forever, brother or sister over certain things you both like.
My cousin may be significantly older than me, has the biggest heart and never want to say no, doesn’t want to hurt peoples feelings, or block people except porn bots, still, there’s no way in hell I will have to witness her mostly interact with toxic people who have gone too far for and her friend’s mental health. Her friends noticed a little early and my cousin have to suffer with it too late talking to someone who wouldn’t stop spamming on other accounts and being entitle brat and leave people only. Including my top hated ones, cyber/stalking, public shaming, intimidation, emotional blackmail, love bombing, and narcissist. Not to mention with name callings and other insults behind peoples back. Especially people with disabilities and saying that on DMS or on other stuffs. Don’t try to say “I didn’t know” or “How should I have know” you don’t. You just treat people with fucking respect, even when you don’t know them. Even when you have a similar disability, that still doesn’t mean you can wave around the card thinking you can get away with it or a sign you found someone who has the same disability as you and you become attached to them like mosquito and expect you know they’re childhood life or you were meant to be together, you can be toxic as well without looking in the mirror at once. Your talking to a complete stranger for fuck sake! I still had to make sure my cousin and her friends looked up videos and pages of red flags and stuff they should avoid and also reblogged important messages to their blogs.
Now then, onto the rules that’ll connect to this blog and also the ask box too.
1.     No NSFW
2.     No Spam
3.     No Requests (This isn’t a writing or art request blog, find another one)
4.     No RP/Role-Playing. This ain’t a RP blog (they’re annoying)
5.     No going to my DMS for no ridiculous reason, including for RP or asking about my life)
6.     Feel free to ask me some questions like vore, G/t, giant/tiny, fluff, movie, shows and stuff (But if it’s about my personal life or being another porn bot, that’ll lead to either me blocking you or ignoring your questions. That still also includes the RP)
7.     You are also feel free to ask my oc’s some questions, but that doesn’t mean that doesn’t relate to the rest of the rules here)
8.     No spamming
9.     I'll allow suggestions that's only related for my Oc’s and that's related to g/t. (That still also means no NSFW, or lemon suggestions)
10.     Respect me, and I’ll respect you.
Now, if anyone tries to annoy me to much, you’ll be blocked. I’m tired of people complaining over the littlest things on everything and being blocked.
 Oh yeah, another thing. If anyone tries to pretend to be my cousin or one of her friends, this old blog or their oc’s characters because it’s a BB fanfic, that’s a dick move. If you guys sees something strange on anything on any website and know that’s not them because my cousin and her friends agree to stay away from tumblr, twitter, etc, and if someone is using their Oc’s or account names, or try to make it into a reader one cause my cousin friend literarily quick her fanfic story on one of the old drama shows I can’t remember about with her Oc, someone ask if they can take a plot and make it into a reader ones, she said no and they did it anyway. Real classy move and how people couldn’t take a simple no and made it her Oc into a reader, either from here, ao3, and the (old) new DeviantArt, either tell me or go ahead to report them, except fan arts. Two or three out the rest of her friends enjoys fanarts sometimes,  cause they discussed in a future once they find a break, they’ll put their fun back on they’re Bloody Bunny fanfic. So that means story they made is going to be on hold. How long, no idea. Probably years and years.
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loli-momo1908 · 2 years
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Huh, your OC, Blitz's name is kinda similar to HH Blitzø's with o crossed out. Also, Sophie's so cute but how she ended up in Hell? I mean she's a kid.
Yeah, I've thought Blitz's name (or should I say nickname because his real name is Bradley) was a good idea and I didn't know they'd use Blitzo's name in Helluva Boss. Also, the reason both Sophie and her brother are in Hell is because they were born here, thanks to their parents. Both their mother and father have met each other, fallen in love, and eventually gotten married in Hell sometime later after their deaths from their respective years, back when they were living mortals.
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travoltacustom · 3 years
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FANTASY SOUL TRADE - Chapter 1: The Person in the Mirror is…
The first ARB event post-first anniversary is here! This April Fool's event features The Dirty Dawg. If you're looking for the event missions, you can find them HERE.
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For the first chapter, continue to read on! I HIGHLY recommend that you log in to ARB and LISTEN to the voices because it is very much a CURSED event.
NOTE: When reading this event, please note that names written as A (B) mean that the body of A is speaking, but the person within them is B.
SETTING: ICHIRO’s Room
ICHIRO Hnn… I’m still sleepy…
SABURO Wake up, Ichi-nii.
ICHIRO Nnnn… Let me sleep a bit more…
SABURO You’ve been working really hard and I wanted to let you sleep in more, but didn’t you say there was a request for the morning?
ICHIRO Ah? Request?
[ ‘ICHIRO’ gets up groggily ]
ICHIRO [ MUMBLED ] ...Why’s Ichiro’s brother here?
SABURO ? It’s rare for you to sleep in. Breakfast’s ready, so I’ll head down first.
[ SABURO exits the room ]
ICHIRO The hell… Besides, isn’t this… Ichiro’s room…?
SAMATOKI in ICHIRO’s body W, Wh, Why the hell did I become Ichiro?!!!
[ SAMACHIRO heads down to the kitchen ]
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ICHIRO (SAMATOKI) Ngh…
JIRO Ah, mornin’ Nii-chan.
ICHIRO (SAMATOKI) Ah, yeah…
SABURO Here you go, Ichi-nii. Fried eggs.
[ SABURO sets down a plate ]
ICHIRO (SAMATOKI) A, Ah… Thanks... [ INTERNALLY ] S-Seriously, the hell’s going on… I-I don’t get this…
SABURO Ichi-nii… Don’t you always put soy sauce on your fried eggs?
ICHIRO (SAMATOKI) Huh? I only put salt on my eggs.
SABURO I-Is that so…
JIRO Nii-chan, I’ll help with today’s request.
ICHIRO (SAMATOKI) Request…?
JIRO Sorting out the warehouse at Tama-san’s place on Block 3. The more man power, the better, right?
ICHIRO (SAMATOKI) Ah, yeah… That’s right..
SABURO Ichi-nii, I’ll go too!
JIRO Heh! Sorting out that warehouse involves carrying some heavy stuff, but ain’t the load too heavy for a puny kid?
SABURO Don’t make fun of me! I’m a man too! Carrying one or two things is easy!
JIRO Hahah! Big talk for someone who can’t even carry his own PC by himself. Who was it again that had to help you with that??
SABURO Gh…
JIRO Hahahaha! That’s why you should just sit at home and tap away on your PC.
SABURO YOU…
[ SABURO slaps JIRO ]
JIRO Ow! The hell are you doing?!
SABURO You started it!
[ JIRO and SABURO fight and curse each other out as SAMACHIRO thinks to himself. ] [1]
ICHIRO (SAMATOKI) Shit… Should I head back to Yokohama?... No, first, shouldn’t I figure out why this even happened…?
JIRO …
SABURO …
JIRO Normally, this is where Nii-chan would’ve stepped in to stop us.
SABURO That’s right… And he was also acting weird when he got up this morning too…
ICHIRO (SAMATOKI) Shit!!
JIRO & SABURO Hh!
JIRO Ni-nii-chan… What’s wrong?
SABURO Ichi-nii… are you okay…?
ICHIRO (SAMATOKI) Shut up! I’m not Ichiro!
JIRO Eh? W-What do you mean…?
ICHIRO I’m Samatoki Aohitsugi!
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[ 1 ] When Jiro and Saburo are fighting, their scuffle is voiced but their yelling in the background is quiet. There are bonking sound effects.
[ 2 ] The event has the subtitle of ~俺と俺様とボクと私~ (ore to ore-sama to boku to watashi) Me, me, me and me- These are the different personal pronouns each member of TDD uses for themselves.
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When Universes Collide - The AU Mini Series
The Lotus Inn is a place we all know well; and a place where all universes collide in a small ripple of the time space continuum. It’s the spot for characters of alternate universes to meet and interact – even those who are from vastly different worlds and timelines. In this one-shot, the characters from the universes of this blog gather for lunch at the Lotus Inn restaurant and discuss their similarities and differences.
Warning: This does contain spoilers to any and all fics on my blog so read with caution if you haven’t read all of them!
A/N This obviously isn’t part of any timeline and is just something I wrote for fun with a bit of help from T-Anon and @randomlimelightxxx​! To tell each Daniel apart, they will be called by their fic name as their formal title…it might be a bit awkward at first but it would be the only way to not confuse the heck out of you since there are five nearly identical looking Daniel’s sitting around one table. (Also, I see this play out like a stage performance in my head which is weird).
A/N2 Let’s see how many times the word ‘Daniel’ is used in this story
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The Lotus Inn – 11:54am
A table for five sat empty in the corner of the restaurant. The room was trimmed in purple neon lights and decorated in floral pictures with an old brick wall supporting the large bar along the back. It wasn’t busy as the crowd usually came in for the daily after-dinner partying and the quietness of the restaurant was only filled with the bar tender wiping down the glasses to stock.
The door to the restaurant opened and a stream of bright light pooled into the room from the outside, nearly brightening the space more than what the large paned windows along the from wall allowed. In stepped a young man, his hesitation obvious as he stepped over the threshold and his blue eyes scanned his surroundings. He wore a military uniform that was ironed to perfection, donned in two well dressed medals on his left breast, and he took off his matching cap when he stepped inside, offering a stiff nod in greeting to the bartender.
Passchendaele Daniel
Age 22
He was the first to arrive and he made his way over to the reserved table in the corner, sitting on the chair closest to the door. Habit. Made for an easy getaway if it was ever needed. He held his hands together on his lap, back straight, and his flat expression starting to fall into space.
The restaurant stayed silent. The bartender kept to himself and the few other patrons sat on the far side of the room, minding their own business.
The door opened again and a voice fell inside along with another pool of light.
“She’s a one-year-old, Jack, give her a cookie and sing her a song and she’ll go right to sleep. Ask the other two for help; they’re great with her. I can’t come back now, my meeting has barely even started. I’ll be an hour, tops. I think you can survive that long.”
The slightly older man who just came in had his cellphone pressed to his ear and closed the door calmly behind him. He looked a bit flustered and definitely tired; his dyed blonde hair was faded to mostly its natural brown tones again and he shoved his car keys in his pocket messily as he listened to whatever his friend was saying through the line.
Anything But Mine Daniel
Age 25
His blue eyes landed on the young man already at the table and he paused in spot for a moment before saying much quieter into his cell phone, “I gotta go. I’ll call you after.”
He hung the phone and headed slowly over to the table, holding out his hand to the man in front of him.
“Hey. Nice to meet you. I’m Daniel.”
Passchendaele Daniel glanced up at him and then to his out stretched hand and pulled a tight smile before taking his handshake, “Myself as well.”
They shared soft smiles as Anything But Mine Daniel sat down in the chair on his other side. They fell into a momentary silence, not quite knowing what to say at first. It was a strange situation to be in: staring at yourself from another universe and entirely different timeline.
Gentle music filled the restaurant and the two young men glanced across the room to the jukebox. A third stood in front of it, having just slid in a quarter to select a record, and the gentle voice of Elvis brought liveliness to the restaurant. He turned with a pleasant smile, his hair slicked back in a soft wave, and startled slightly by the older two staring back at him.
Heartbreak Hotel Daniel
Age 18
He offered them a crooked smile and headed over to join them, “Hi.”
They shared their introductions – being easy since they all shared the same name and nearly the same face – and Heartbreak Hotel Daniel took his spot across from Anything But Mine Daniel. He glanced over at the man in his old military uniform beside the oldest but looked away against before he could be caught staring. He adjusted the collar of his button-up shirt and dropped his shy gaze to the wood table top.
“What desserts do you offer here?”
The three men all looked towards the bar where another was stood on the bottom brass foot rest of the bar counter to stand higher, holding himself up on the marble top as he spoke to the bartender. He wore a Georgian style suit, dressed poshly down to the puffed tie in the collar of his pale blue jacket and shiny black shoes, his soft brown hair brushed pristinely over his forehead.
Amoureux Daniel
Age 17
The bartender eyed the young prince for a moment and then simply gestured to the menu hung on the brick wall behind him.
“I’ll just take the lot of it.”
He slid a few paper bills across the counter before heading over to the reserved table. His smile was wide and infectious and he offered firm handshakes around the table.
“Pleased to meet you. I’m Prince Daniel of York. Second in line to the British throne.”
“Royalty at our table? That’s unbelievable.” ABM Daniel gaped, eyeing the youngest’s clothes as he plopped himself down in the free chair across from Passchendaele Daniel.
“Forget Royalty. I’m going to be a composer.” Amoureux Daniel tisked as he leaned back and loosened his tie around his neck to let himself breathe before rolling up his sleeves too.
“A composer? I’m in music professionally. What do you play? Piano?” ABM Daniel asked.
“Piano and cello. Piano’s my favourite though.” Amoureux Daniel grinned.
“Mine as well.” Passchendaele Daniel smiled shyly.
“You as well? Oh, splendid.” Amoureux Daniel clapped excitedly. “I was worried you lot would be as lame as my older brother honestly.”
Passchendaele Daniel’s smile fell as fast as it was formed and he dropped his head down. The other three easily saw this change and the youngest two from across the table habitually looked the eldest for guidance. ABM Daniel’s eyes were wide with surprise and he set a gentle hand on Passchendaele Daniel’s shoulder.
He spoke softly, “Are you okay?”
“I…” Passchendaele Daniel took a moment to compose himself before looking up into the friendly eyes of his older counterpart, “I lost my brother in the war. He was my best friend.”
“Shit.” Amoureux Daniel breathed from across from him.
Heartbreak Hotel Daniel slowly pressed his hand to his mouth in shock.
ABM Daniel hesitated a moment but gave his shoulder a friendly squeeze, “I’m really sorry.”
Passchendaele Daniel only shrugged lightly, “It is what it is, I suppose.”
“What war were you in? The First World War or the Second?” Heartbreak Hotel Daniel asked as gently as he could around the obviously traumatised man.
Passchendaele Daniel’s eyes went wide in fear suddenly and he looked between the other three guys, “There is a second?!”
“I didn’t even know there was one in the first place.” Amoureux Daniel said in defence as he reached for one of the desserts before the bartender could even set the plate down at their table.
ABM Daniel and HH Daniel exchanged wide eyed glances before looking back at the frightened soldier. ABM Daniel rubbed his hand over his back soothingly, offering the best reassurance he could, “Not in your time, don’t worry. But I think we need a new topic to talk about now.”
“Please.” Passchendaele Daniel mumbled thankfully.
“Isn’t there supposed to be a fifth one of us here too?” HH Daniel asked.
“I thought so too.” ABM Daniel pulled out his cell phone to check the time.
“What is that?” the other three young men asked him at the same time.
ABM Daniel glanced up at them and looked between their mirrored confused expressions like he was sitting at a table with triplets. Different brunette hair styles and different clothing but all with the same light blue eyes and youthful faces. He looked back down at his iPhone and held it up slightly, “This?”
They all nodded.
“It’s my cell phone.”
“It’s a telephone? Where’s the chord?” HH Daniel asked, leaning over the table to lift it up as if to look for the chord that should have somehow attached him to the wall.
“Where is the handset?” Passchendaele Daniel added. “If there is no handset, how do you hear your friends?”
“I have no bloody clue what the hell any of you are talking about.” Amoureux Daniel laughed through a mouthful of cake.
ABM Daniel smiled and looked between the other three, “I guess that’s right since you are all from the past, huh? Well in my time they make telephones that can go in your pocket. They don’t need chords.”
“That’s brilliant.” Passchendaele Daniel breathed. “And you can talk to your friends into that little box?”
“Yeah. Wanna hold it?” ABM Daniel offered.
HH Daniel leaned over the table to get a look as Passchendaele Daniel carefully took the iPhone from ABM Daniel and cradled it in his two hands like it would break if the wind blew too hard. The screen lit up as a text message came through and Passchendaele Daniel gasped in surprise, staring down at the lit-up screen and the little box that read words.
ABM Daniel reached over to swipe away the notification, revealing his lockscreen wallpaper: a photograph of his family from the day his youngest was born, all cuddled up together on the couch.
“Is that your family?” HH Daniel asked, still leaning over the table.
“Yeah. It is.” ABM Daniel smiled widely, taking his phone to set it on the table for all of them to see, “That’s my wife, Florence, and our girls; Clementine, Penelope, and Lucy.”
“That’s so sweet.” Amoureux Daniel said, “I just had a son a few months back.”
“You have a child?” HH Daniel gaped over at him. “How old are you?”
“Seventeen.”
“You have a kid at seventeen?”
“Yes. Ran off and got married young. He’s just born so no need to have a fit.” Amoureux Daniel snickered teasingly. He picked up the plate of desserts and held it out to him. HH Daniel stared down at the desserts for a beat but then shook his head politely.
“My wife is expecting our first child.” Passchendaele Daniel spoke gently.
“Oh, congratulations!” ABM Daniel said, helping himself to a dessert from the spread.
“Yes, thank you.” Passchendaele Daniel mumbled. “I am a bit frightened; I must admit.”
“Parenthood is a scary thing but it’s also the most amazing thing you could ever experience.” ABM Daniel assured him as he slid his phone back into his pocket. “I am sure you will be a great dad.”
Before anyone else could speak, loud muffled music could be heard from outside the restaurant and they all turned to looked out the large front windows; watching as a shiny white Tesla pulled up to the curb. The music cut off as the drivers side door opened and their fifth guest stepped out. His hair was dyed blonde and hair sprayed to messy perfection and the sunglasses perched on his nose were designer, his whole outfit dripping in expensive pieces, down to his leather pants and black boots and silver chain hung around his neck.
He came inside the restaurant and everyone’s eyes were on him – even the bar tender – as he slid off his sunglasses and offered a cool smile to the room.
Qui Totum Vult Totum Perdit Daniel
Age 23
He caught the glance of the other four young men at the table in the corner and he sauntered over to greet them. He offered a handshake to all of them before sitting at the far head of the table, “Sorry I’m so late. Promo ran later than expected.”
He glanced around the table at the four pairs of wide blue eyes staring back at him. There was a beat of silence.
“Wow, this is sick. It’s like I’m looking in four mirrors.” QTVTP Daniel chuckled. He set his sunglasses on the table. The other four pairs of eyes followed the action but they didn’t speak. “You’re right. Need to at least make up for my lateness. Hey, bartender?”
The man looked over to the table as QTVTP Daniel raised his hand up to get his attention, “Pitcher of water, round of beers, and let’s get some appetizers? Give us your top…six sellers. All on my card.”
“You don’t have to pay for all of us.” ABM Daniel said.
“Let me. It’s the least I could do. You come all the way out here to this shabby hotel and I’m thirty minutes late.”
The bartender brought over the pitcher of water, five glasses, and five bottles of beer, setting them all on the table. QTVTP Daniel took out his OffWhite wallet and pulled out his credit card, passing it over to the man with a smooth thanks.
“Let’s drink, boys.” he smiled, rubbing his hands together before reaching for one of the bottles.
“I’m not of age.” HH Daniel mumbled.
“Neither am I.” Amoureux Daniel added.
“I don’t drink anymore.” Passchendaele Daniel said.
“I have to pick up my daughters after this so no alcohol for me either, thanks.” ABM Daniel finished.
QTVTP Daniel looked between the four sitting around him, “Wow. Alright. More for me then.”
ABM Daniel took the initiative to pour the others their glasses of water as he offered a casual question to the late arrival, “What promo were you at?”
“For my record company.”
All four heads snapped back up to look at him.
“You work at a record company?” HH Daniel gaped.
“Own it. Yeah.” QTVTP Daniel chuckled. “My best friend and I have owned our own company for the last…two or so years? We’ve travelled the world together. Made some music. Made a name for ourselves. It’s amazing.”
“Wow. It’s always been my dream to be a signed artist but my parents convinced me to go to university instead.” ABM Daniel said.
“It’s pretty sick.” QTVTP Daniel smirked. “You meet a lot of cool people.”
“Are you well known?” Amoureux Daniel asked. “Do you work with people such as Bach? Or Mozart?”
“Bach or Mozart? Nah. Not yet at least. But we just signed a band that dropped their second album and it went number one worldwide.”
“Good God.” HH Daniel gasped. “You’re like Elvis.”
“I guess.” QTVTP Daniel laughed lightly, taking a sip of his drink as he leaned back in his chair.
“Do you produce too?” ABM Daniel asked.
“Yeah. We do most of the producing but we write and manage too. I have an eye for the industry.”
“That’s so cool. I’m working at a production studio myself. I’d love to run some demos by you…get your professional opinion…bounce some ideas around.”
“Yeah, for sure, bro! That’d be awesome. We can do that later.”
The other three young men stayed in momentary silence, sipping their water with Amoureux Daniel nursing the plate of desserts. He glanced over at HH Daniel on his right, staring at him for a moment, especially the remanence of a bruise that was colouring just under his left eye.
“Did you get in a fight?” Amoureux Daniel asked bluntly.
HH Daniel looked over at him, watching the youngest bite into a truffle, “Yeah. Corbyn beat me up.”
That caught the table’s attention and they all looked at him in surprise.
“Corbyn hit you?” ABM Daniel gaped.
“Mhm.” HH Daniel nodded shyly. “I was trying to stick up for my soulmate and he didn’t like that I was trying to take her from him so he beat me up.”
He stood up and lifted up the bottom of his shirt to show off the fading bruise over his stomach as well. The men groaned pitifully at how obviously it must have hurt.
“My Corbyn is so nice.” Passchendaele Daniel frowned.
“Mine too.” ABM Daniel added.
“Mine’s kind of lame. Everyone in my life is lame.” Amoureux Daniel tisked.
“What? You think you’re better than everyone?” QTVTP Daniel chuckled, taking a sip from his glass bottle.
“Not necessarily. I just don’t want to have to live the same boring life that they think I need to.”
“I’ll drink to that.” QTVTP Daniel agreed.
“Here, here.” Passchendaele Daniel raised his water cup and they all held out their glasses into the middle of the table to cheers through soft laughter.
Their conversation paused a moment as they drank. HH Daniel shifted in his seat slightly, tossing back the rest of his glass of water is he had been deprived for days and set the empty glass back on the table with a loud clunk. QTVTP Daniel slid over a bottle of beer and none of them spoke as they watched him unscrew the cap and take a long sip. The eighteen-year-old grimaced through the drink and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.
“You’re really going through it, bro.” QTVTP Daniel stated.
“Yeah, I suppose.” HH Daniel grumbled, pushing a hand through his hair.
“Well obviously since he got punched in the face.” Amoureux Daniel added.
“I just…” HH Daniel sighed, staring at the table top, “We have soulmates in my universe and even though I found mine…she doesn’t want me so I’m suck tasting everything she tastes and it being a constant brutal reminder of her.”
“Why doesn’t she want you?” ABM Daniel frowned.
“I’m a loser? Hell if I know.” HH Daniel scoffed, he took another long sip of the beer no matter how disgusting he thought it tasted. At least it overpowered the taste of tea that was grazing his tongue.
“There’s a girl you’re in love with who has a trashy boyfriend? Well, take it from me who has literally been in your shoes,” ABM Daniel reached across the table to grab the beer from the eighteen-year-old, “You get nowhere from drinking away the pain or hating yourself.”
“You had this happen too?” HH Daniel asked softly, hopefully.
“Yeah; was best friends with this girl I was hopelessly in love with and I had to see her go from boyfriend to boyfriend no matter how often I was there for her.”
“So what happened?”
“She became my wife eventually.” ABM Daniel smiled softly, “Just give it time. Don’t push her because she’ll just feel suffocated. Let her come to you. She’ll see what she’s missing.”
Amoureux Daniel held out the half empty plate of desserts to HH Daniel and he finally took a small pastry as the youngest said, “In addition, you are in a universe where you can taste what she tastes and, from my experience, the way to a woman’s heart – and up her skirt – is through her stomach.”
Passchendaele Daniel choked on his water while laughter rose over the rest of the table.
“What do you know about ‘going up skirts’? You’re, like, barely fifteen.” QTVTP Daniel scoffed through his disbelieving laughter.
“I am seventeen, thank you very much, and I have a baby.” Amoureux Daniel corrected, nearly boastfully. “I know just plenty about going up skirts.”
Of course, that was right when the bartender came over with their food and his confused expression had the five young men smothering back their nervous laughter. ABM Daniel and Passchendaele Daniel cleared a space on the table for the food to be set down and all five of them thanked the man before he headed back behind the bar. With a full spread in front of them, they all dug in and piled up a small plate each to start to eat. It was quiet for a moment as they got settled and started to eat, passing the salt and pepper and various plates to each other when asked. It was comfortable.
“So,” ABM Daniel broke their silence first, directing his question to Amoureux Daniel, “how did you and your wife meet?”
Amoureux Daniel cracked a cheeky smile, “Well, she came to England to marry my older brother, but she liked me better, to be blunt. We would sneak around the castle and a few times at night…you know…”
There were two ‘oo’s from ABM Daniel and QTVTP Daniel, while Passchendaele Daniel looked between them all with wide eyes.
“You…You were involved with her before you were married?” he stammered.
“While she was engaged to my brother too.” Amoureux Daniel hid his smirk behind a bite of a mozzarella stick. “My most thrilling and incredible few months, I must say.”
“Oh my gosh.” Passchendaele Daniel’s cheeks flushed a slight pink and he tugged at the collar of his uniform. “That’s…ahem…”
“Did you not go near your wife before your wedding night?” Amoureux Daniel asked bluntly.
“Let’s not go nosing into everyone’s private business.” ABM Daniel said strongly.
“Wait, I’m still confused. Where did you sneak off to?” HH Daniel asked shyly.
The table chuckled lightly – even Passchendaele Daniel cracked a nervous smile – and HH Daniel looked between all of them, waiting for an answer.
“To bed.” Amoureux Daniel laughed, patting him on the shoulder. “You’ll understand one day.”
“I…you…I-I understand perfectly well.” HH Daniel blushed furiously, turning quickly down to his plate and shoveled a nacho in his mouth to avoid continuing the conversation.
“To answer your question,” Passchendaele Daniel continued, trying to keep himself a bit brave and a bit interesting to the four other men, “No, I did not go to bed with Elizabeth until our wedding night. It did not feel right to deflower her until our union was official.”
“Deflower her.” QTVTP Daniel repeated slowly, biting back his smile as he took a sip of his beer.
“Well that’s what it is, is it not?” Passchendaele Daniel said sternly, narrowing his eyes at him. “I like to think that making love is the most sacred act and shouldn’t be just thrown around to anyone.”
“I agree.” HH Daniel mumbled, earning a thankful smile from the soldier.
“Jeez, then I’m quite the sinner.” QTVTP Daniel chuckled to himself. “I slept with my girlfriend on our first date.”
Passchendaele Daniel huffed softly and turned down to his plate. Amoureux Daniel and HH Daniel glanced at each other through the awkward tension that seemed to settle.
ABM Daniel cleared his throat, “Let’s maybe change the topic. This isn’t really lunch appropriate.”
“Wow…you are such a dad.” QTVTP Daniel snorted, shaking his head in near disbelief.
“What’s wrong with that?” ABM Daniel frowned at him. He couldn’t get much of an argument out before his phone was ringing in his pocket and he pulled it out, sighing when he read the caller ID, “Sorry, I gotta take this.”
The other four watched him get up from the table and head across the restaurant as he answered the call,
“What is it now, Jack?”
The table fell into a momentary silence.
Passchendaele Daniel broke it first with a mumble of, “Jack in my universe is dead.”
The other three looked between themselves nervously. They didn’t answer, ducking their heads down to their plates to focus on eating their lunches. No one spoke until ABM Daniel returned and he sat back down with a heavy exhale.
“Sorry, being a dad is a job that is never done. What did I miss?”
Amoureux Daniel, HH Daniel, and QTVTP Daniel just looked at him and shook their heads ever so slightly. Passchendaele Daniel sniffled, keeping his head down, and took a sip of his water.
“Everything alright back home?” HH Daniel asked softly over to ABM Daniel.
“Oh, yeah. My youngest just hates when I’m not within arm’s reach so she’s been giving Jack some trouble. She’s only one so…doesn’t know much better.” ABM Daniel smiled at only the mention of his daughters. “I have pictures…if you want to see.”
“Of course.” HH Daniel beamed.
ABM Daniel took out his phone again and opened up his photos app to swipe through a few and he passed the phone across the table. Amoureux Daniel and HH Daniel shifted closer together to see and QTVTP Daniel leaned over the side of the table to look at the pictures too. QTVTP Daniel took control of the swiping since he was the only one who knew how cell phones worked and they all smiled at the pictures on the screen, ‘awe’ing at the cutest ones.
“The baby looks just like you.” HH Daniel said. “Well…like us, I suppose.”
“Yeah.” ABM Daniel chuckled. “I get that a lot.”
Passchendaele Daniel stayed quiet on his right, eating in silence, and unbothered. He sat as if he didn’t want to draw any more attention to himself. ABM Daniel looked over at him as the other three kept scrolling through his pictures and he reached a hand onto the table to gently get his attention. Passchendaele Daniel looked up at him with a flat expression and almost tearful eyes.
“Are you alright?” ABM Daniel asked softly.
“I don’t do well without my Elizabeth.” Passchendaele Daniel whispered for only him to hear. ABM Daniel was always the best listener and the easiest to talk to and it was obvious to the struggling soldier that he was someone he could trust.
“Do you have a picture of her?” ABM Daniel offered, as some way to keep his mind busy but happy.
A small smile perked at the side of Passchendaele Daniel’s lips and he nodded, reaching into his uniform jacket and he pulled out a small sepia photograph and held it out to his new acquaintance. ABM Daniel smiled thankfully at him and took the photograph, looking down at the old fashion photograph of the gentle young blonde woman.
“She’s beautiful.” ABM Daniel said politely.
“She is. I’m the luckiest man in the whole world to have her. She saves my life every day.” Passchendaele Daniel breathed, his gentle smile grazing his lips ever so delicately as if he was in deep thought.
Three teasing exclaims from across the table caught their attention and ABM Daniel quickly reached over to snatch his phone back. The picture they had swiped to was of Florence in nothing but a small towel blow-drying her hair in the bathroom mirror; a simple moment that ABM Daniel couldn’t help but capture with her in all her natural beauty.
“No more of that.” he blushed furiously as he pocketed his phone again.
Passchendaele Daniel offered his photograph of Elizabeth to the table and the three young men on the other side gladly took it. She was effortlessly beautiful and the three youngest at the table stared at her for a bit longer than was honestly necessary. Passchendaele Daniel bit back a proud grin at their obvious interest.
“I don’t have a photograph of Loretta.” HH Daniel mumbled. “If I did, that would be considered extremely creepy on my part.”
The photograph was passed back to Passchendaele Daniel who pocketed it again and HH Daniel reached to grab another serving from the platters in the middle of the table. A small corner of paper poking out under the dish caught his attention and he wiped his hand on his jeans before pulling it out from under the plate. His eyes went wide at the photograph of Loretta that stared back at him from his hand.
“What’s that?” Amoureux Daniel asked, leaning over his shoulder to take a look.
Surprised, HH Daniel couldn’t find his words for a moment, “I-It’s Loretta.”
The Lotus Inn works in almost magical ways through this ripple in the time space continuum. HH Daniel pulled the picture closer, his heart only aching slightly at simply the sight of her.
“She is hot.” QTVTP Daniel broke the momentary silence.
The four other Daniel’s glared at his bluntness and he put his hands up in defence as he sat back in his chair.
“You can’t have her so don’t even try.” HH Daniel scolded softly before turning back to the photograph. 
“I don’t want her. I have my own girlfriend.”
HH Daniel glared warningly at him as he passed the photograph across the table to ABM Daniel and Passchendaele Daniel to take a look at too.
Amoureux Daniel shifted in his chair and reached into his pocket, sure enough to pull out his own picture of Louisa and their brand-new baby son. He stayed perfectly quiet for a moment as he stared at the image himself, disbelieving.
“Oh wow.” he breathed. “It looks so real.”
HH Daniel looked over his shoulder and smiled at the sweet photograph of the young mother holding her baby, “That’s adorable.”
Amoureux Daniel smiled over at him, “That’s my Louisa. And our little prince.”
“Let’s see!” ABM Daniel excitedly held his hand out to take a look at the photograph.
QTVTP Daniel and Passchendaele Daniel glanced over his shoulder with mirrored smiles.
“Damn,” QTVTP Daniel said as he sat down again, “Glad to know we have taste.”
Their pictures were passed around and stories were shared – QTVTP Daniel offering up his phone to show off pictures of his girlfriend and he shared his excited plans to propose to her. 
The five young men seemed to find their comfort with each other. Laughter soon filled their table between words of advice and guidance and comfort and soon the food was gone and the drinks were finished and they were all resting back in their chairs through their conversation.
“Is your hair naturally that colour?” Amoureux Daniel asked QTVTP Daniel.
QTVTP Daniel habitually ran his hand through it, fluffing it up a little at the sides, “No, it’s dyed. I kinda like it like this though so I might keep it.”
“It looks cool. Maybe I should go blonde too. Loretta seems to like blondes better anyway.” HH Daniel said.
“No!” The other three at the table said quickly.
HH Daniel looked between all of them in confusion, “Why not?”
“Florence cried her eyes out when I went blonde.” ABM Daniel said. “I swear she was ready to divorce me. It’s not worth it.”
“You look just fine the way you are.” Passchendaele Daniel agreed. “Don’t change just because her boyfriend looks a certain way.”
“Yeah. You’ll regret that.” ABM Daniel nodded.
“I dunno. I don’t regret it.” QTVTP Daniel said coolly.
“You’re not helping.” ABM Daniel snapped lightly, making the rest of the table laugh.
A momentary silence fell over the group, all of them staring into space with content smiles and full stomachs, most topics of conversation well used. The bartender came over to clear the empty plates and they all thanked him once more. ABM Daniel took out his phone to check the time again.
“Well, it’s been over an hour. Maybe we should say our goodbyes. I have little ones to pick up.”
“Yeah.” HH Daniel sighed, setting his napkin back on the tabletop. “I have to pack for college.”
“I have a meeting...” QTVTP checked his watch, “5 minutes ago. Shit. Jonah’s gonna kill me.”
He got up quickly from the table and put his sunglasses back on before taking one last sip of his beer. They all stood up after him and started to gather their things to go.
“Can we take a selfie before we leave?” ABM Daniel offered.
“A what?” HH Daniel laughed.
“A selfie.” Amoureux Daniel breathed. “That’s a ridiculous word.”
“A picture of yourself.” QTVTP Daniel explained.
“Yeah! Come over here.” ABM Daniel took out his phone again and opened up the camera.
“You can take photographs on your telephone? Incredible…” Passcehndaele Daniel breathed as the group gathered behind ABM Daniel and they all leaned in close.
The picture was taken, framing five exact smiles, five exact pairs of light blue eyes, and yet five slightly different hair styles and fashion choices. All their own individual but yet all one in the same.
They shared handshakes that turned into friendly embraces with pats on the back, well wishes, and final goodbyes as they headed their own ways home to once again be seperated by the division of space and time between alternate universes.
ABM Daniel lingered back in the restaurant for a moment, grazing his finger over the table he stood beside with a calm smile. He approached the bartender and ordered a plate of desserts to go – he didn’t get much since Amoureux Daniel seemed to hog them all for himself – and he wanted to bring home his girls a treat. He paid for the cakes and thanked the bar tender before heading out of the restaurant and into the bright sunlit street. His car was parked farther down and he waited in the drivers seat for Florence.
She came quickly out of the Lotus Inn as well, the heavy wind blowing urging her to hold her jacket closed as she rushed down the sidewalk, her dark blonde hair billowing around her head messily and she helped herself into the passenger seat of their car. With the door closed and the wind kept out, she sighed deeply with a content smile and smoothed her messy hair down.
“Hey, baby.”
“Hi, sweetheart.”
They both leaned in for a quick kiss.
“How was lunch?” she asked.
ABM Daniel thought for a moment as he took the car out of park and pulled out onto the street, “It was strange at first but really nice. How was yours?”
“Super fun.” Florence giggled.
“Great! Oh! We took a selfie. I wanted to show you how similar we all looked.” Daniel pulled his phone from his pocket and blindly passed it over to her as he drove through the streets of their city.
Florence took it and typed in his passcode with an excited smile. She opened up his pictures and tapped the most recent one, her smile falling, “Dani, this is only a picture of you.”
“I know!” Daniel laughed. “We looked like quintuplets or something!”
“No…I mean you are the only person in this picture.”
Daniel stopped the car at a red light and glanced over at his phone in her hand. His smile fell as well as he stared at the selfie he had taken before they all parted ways, only his own face captured in the frame, his four new friends missing as if they never existed in the first place.
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