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Xavier Thorpe x Female OC

Beginnings part 1

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Xavier Thorpe always thought he was attracted to the unconventional. Being an artist and all, it supposedly came with a peculiar taste in beauty, aesthetics and also something as ordinary as past-time activities he picked up during his stay at the school, like fencing or archery.

Even when surrounded by outcasts at the Nevermore Academy, he still looked for something different, something uncommon, something - someone - unusual. That's why he completely could not understand why this one person kept invading his mind. It's not that she wasn't pretty or anything - but she was, to put it simply, regular.

"Earth to Xavier! Do you copy?"

Ajax's voice shook him out of his musings. He looked at him, blinking stupidly as if he has just been woken up.

"Man, you're acting weird af. Staring off and shit since the year've started." Ajax waved his arms around, a tiny paper bag in one of his hands. Faint smell of weed lingered in the air. "I asked you if you wanted to chill before 'the meeting' and you do this… this thing instead."

He moved to sit next to Xavier, handing him the paper bag. He took it, feeling the contents inside.

"You're creeping me out, dude. What's wrong?"

"It's… nothing. Just– weird dreams, that's all." Xavier rubbed his eyes with his fingers and leaned back on the bench, his head resting on the wall behind them. "No, really, it's prolly nothin'."

He added, seeing the unconvinced expression on his friend's face. Even the snakes peeked from underneath his beanie, almost as if they too were doubting his words. Before Ajax could speak however, Xavier slapped his knee and stood up swiftly, shaking the contents of the bag slightly.

"Now, wanna get some Lemon or what?"

***

Valerye sat beside her new roommate, Yoko Tanaka, still in awe of the entirety of her new shared dorm room. It was quite elegant, gothic in styling and details with two big stained-glass windows overlooking the main courtyard in the middle of the Academy. They even had a balcony, although not as big as her roommate's friend - Enid, who had the most luck, having the topmost room entirely for herself.

Val however wasn't about to complain. Yoko seemed to be relatively laid back and chill when it came to the dorm rules and the past few days since starting the year were overall less stressful thanks to her. It wasn't easy being thrown into an entirely new, unknown environment all by herself. She never had a dorm room or a roommate up to this point. Not to mention, she wasn't well versed into the social life laws that were clearly set up in between the social cliques at Nevermore. She was lucky to become a roommate with someone who already was a part of a quite prominent one - it earned her an easy way in.

Thing is, it wouldn't be enough. She would still have to prove herself, show her worth in order to be accepted.

"What did you say you were calling yourselves again?" Val peered into the mirror Yoko held in front of her face, laser focused on the tiny eyeliner brush on her eyelid.

"Wha- oh. The Nightshades." She chuckled, eyeing Val's tense expression. "Don't worry, no one's gonna give you a pop quiz before entering."

When she didn't look convinced, she added.

"Just be yourself. I'm sure they are gonna like you. I mean, I already told them everything about you and they all agreed to bring you in, wanna finally see you. This doesn't happen often, so don't fret. You've already got yourself some leverage, honey."

"Yeah, no pressure at all..."

"Well, it wouldn't hurt to bring some gifts." Yoko glanced at the bag on Val's bed. A few bottle necks were peeking out from underneath the semi closed zipper. "But I see you've already thought of that. Good."

***

The corridors were eerily quiet, only their two pair of steps echoed between the stone walls. Val followed closely behind Yoko, cursing under her breath quietly as she felt goosebumps erupting on the exposed skin of her arms and shoulders. It wasn't supposed to be this cold this soon, so she left the sweater back on her bed and went with a sleeveless black turtleneck only. At least she listened to her roommate and opted out of the skirt.

"Too preppy." She simply stated and threw her a pair of high wasted pants.

They came to a halt in front of a statue so suddenly, Val almost walked into Yoko and gave an apologetic smile when the bottles inside her bag clinked loudly. Great, her causing them to get caught this late outside of their dorms with bags full of alcohol surely wasn't a great way to make a good first impression. Yoko however, unfazed, lifted her hand up and snapped her fingers twice, loudly.

The statue of what turned out to be Edgar Allan Poe moved and slid back, exposing a hidden entrance leading down the stairs into a circular room with a high ceiling and walls covered in bookshelves. There were people down there already but they didn't notice them yet. Val squared her shoulders and took a deep breath as went down after her roommate.

"This is Valerye, say 'hi' everybody, be nice, cuz she brought gifts."

Loud cheers erupted around the room and Val could not help but smile.

***

Xavier could not help but stare at the newcomer more and more bluntly as the drinks, expertly mixed by Yoko, kept coming in and the little relax sesh he had with Ajax right before they came down there surely didn't help. He couldn't shake off this weird feeling he got since he laid eyes on the new girl. It's almost as if he saw her already - somewhere, someday - but from what he gathered, it was impossible.

From what Yoko told them before the meeting, she just moved from quite far away and for the past few days she wasn't attending classes due to some supposed paperwork she and her family had to do. She also came from a very prominent and old family name from over the ocean, one that made Principal Weems give the new girl some leeway when it came to the strict rules about attendance. So, he didn't see her in class and didn't see her in the corridors and surely he didn't see her out and about anywhere at any point in his life. So why in the hell his eyes seemed to gravitate towards her and why did he had this strange feeling in his chest every time she locked her eyes with him?

She wasn't extraordinary by any means. Well, Xavier did think she was quite pretty - but nothing out of the ordinary, like Bianca or Yoko. And yet, he kept staring so bad, his friends finally took notice when he ignored a question directed towards him for a third time in a row.

"Well, someone's got his mind elsewhere." Rowan teased as the rest of the boys laughed. It brought Xavier's attention back to the group and he was met with knowing smirks. He could feel the heat creeping up his face as he realised they noticed his weirdo behaviour.

"What? No. I wasn't staring."

"Noone said you were, bud." Kent laughed and patted him on the shoulder. "Think we should go and introduce ourselves properly, what you think, Ajax?"

"Ye, we should, shouldn't we, Rowan?"

Rowan snorted into his drink he was taking a sip from, just as he was swept alongside Xavier by the other two boys. The latter's weak protests were completely ignored, lost in between the sounds of tipsy laughter.

***

Val quickly felt at home within the girls' part of the Nightshades. Yoko seemed to loosen up a bit more, Divina was an absolute sweetheart with a sharp mind, yet quite an introverted demeanour at first, and Bianca was radiating confidence and open mindedness, although she seemed to be quite stubborn in her ways when challenged nonetheless. The drinks were quite helpful when it came to loosening their tongues and soon, the girls swept her into a whirlwind of the newest and most important gossip of the Nevermore Academy.

She noticed, however, a one particular member who acted quite odd. The tall one with long hair kept stealing glances at her more and more blatantly as the time and drinks went on. He had a weird name, she didn't quite catch it over the blasting music. She caught his big, mesmerising green eyes burning holes in her head several times so far and smiled when she noticed him act surprised every time he got caught, his cheeks a bit pink either from embarrassment or alcohol, or maybe both, she didn't know but it made her quite flattered.

When the boys joined them again, he stood on the opposite side of the circle as he now seemed hellbent on getting drunk, swinging one cup after another instead of joining in with the questions the group now asked about her previous endeavours. That's why she didn't expect his voice behind her, when they all turned to Yoko, arguing about what drink she should make next.

"Do we know each other?" The guy's voice surprisingly not slurred considering how much he just drank. Great, very creative pick up line, she thought as she turned around to face him. It took her by surprise how close he was now, she had to crane her neck to look him up in the face.

Xavier's breath hitched in his throat as he finally took in her features. He could almost feel her breath, as he realised he was very close to her now. A bit too close in fact for a first conversation. He didn't have a well adjusted judgement of distance when drunk, he had just realised. And when she cocked her eyebrow at him, he quickly added.

"I mean, I'm sure we've met already."

"I think so too." She gave him a side smile and traced her fingernail along the hem of his button up. It made his loins tingle. "In fact, I'm sure of it."

"Oh? Remember when? Because I'm sure I wouldn't forget a face like yours." He breathed, his lips curling into his signature smirk, as he leaned in. Two could play that game and the alcohol finally rushing to his head made him lose his wariness.

"Yea. Here. Two hours ago to be exact."

His smile faltered a bit and his cheeks reddened a little when she laughed. His eyes glided over her neck as she threw her head back a bit and he was sure he saw her like this up close before.

"Uh, I-ah, I meant, earlier than that." He fumbled with his words, not expecting her to shoot him down like this.

"Well, I don't remember you, so... maybe I was in your dreams then?" She winked at him and turned around, her hair brushing his arm as she went towards Yoko to get her cup refilled, leaving tingles in it's wake. She didn't notice the stupefied look on Xavier's face.

His visions.

***

The night after the meeting Xavier did not dream of the girl that invaded his dreams quite often for the past few months. She didn't show up even in the following week. Then almost a month went by, and he cursed himself for not paying more attention towards the details in his hazy dream visions. He had no other way of checking if Val was truly the one in his dreams.

The one thing he noticed and remembered from the dreams however, were those odd flashes of green that sometimes seemed to spark in the girl's hair when she moved. He could swear he could catch glimpses of it now in real life, just right out of the corner of his eyes. But whenever he turned around to catch the person behind it, they were already gone.

***

The next Nightshades meeting took place after a month since the last one. Xavier would lie if he said he wasn't excited to have a reason talk to Val again. He didn't really spoke to her much since the last meeting. She seemed so preoccupied with everything, she always slipped away before he could muster up the courage to ask her anything more than how she's doing and how was her day. He felt this weird pull towards her he couldn't explain, his eyes seemed to act on their own, gluing his gaze onto her when she wasn't paying attention to him. The drawing of her profile was now safely hidden in his sketchbook, yet it didn't seem to help at all.

And now he was almost running towards the Allan Poe statue. He was late because of his indecisiveness about his clothes - today, out of all the days before this one, he decided to be picky about his looks.

Val's eyes followed Xavier's lanky figure as he descended down the stairs and smiled apologeticly, mumbling some sort of apology towards Bianca, who wasn't happy about his late appearance. Her heart seemed to stutter a bit at the sight of it, as she smiled at him when his eyes landed on her.

"What's his name?" She whispered in Divina's ear.

"Xavier Thorpe. Why? You like him?" She gave her a playful nudge. "He's single from what I know, you know?"

Val just laughed. Well, she did think the boy was kinda handsome with his overall tortured artist vibe going on but she barely knew him from the short conversations they had in passing.

"Thanks, gonna remember that."

***

The two plastic cups crinkled under his fingers as he set his mind on finally talking to her. He could not shake off the feeling that lingered in his chest since the last party. It was driving him crazy. Why did his visions suddenly stop? Did it have anything to do with her or was it just pure coincidence? Maybe talking to her would bring him some answers. Also, he found himself longing for her presence as he watched Kent repeatedly making her laugh.

And there it was. This teeny tiny flash of green at the edge of his vision, just as he lowered his gaze to the side. His head snapped back up so suddenly he winced, feeling his mind swim at the movement. Once again, he could not figure where it came from and he cursed under his breath. He was going insane.

He watched Val put down her empty cup and Kent finally excusing himself. This was his chance. Now or never.

"Tryin' to get me drunk, Thorpe?" She laughed at him but took the cup from his extended hand. He bit his lip, stifling a chuckle. Thankfully it was quite dark, he hoped she did not notice his pink cheeks.

"If you can get drunk on water, I'm gonna be seriously concerned for your wellbeing." He leaned against the pillar, eyeing her surprised expression with a small smile.

"How considerate of you." Her face softened a bit. "Thank you."

"So, how do you find your stay here so far?"

***

He could not believe how easy it was to talk to her - it felt as if they were there for hours. He also found himself focusing on how she laughed at his playful jabs, or how her grey eyes trained on his lips whenever he took a sip from his cup. But just when he was about to comment on it, the dimmed lights turned a bit brighter and he noticed the green again. It seemed to glimmer for a second where the light bounced off of her hair and he choked on his water so hard he went into a coughing fit.

"Xavier, are you okay?" Val's concerned voice reached his ears as she patted his back. "What happened?"

"Forgot... how... to swallow." He panted, feeling himself go red in the face, fully aware of her hand still on his back. His teary eyes bore into her hair and even now with the blurry vision, he could tell her hair was light brown, without any green undertones. How on earth could it happen then? He wanted to touch it, to feel it under his fingertips. To bring it closer, to see if it glimmered under the different angles, to make sure it would do that again. To make sure it was as soft as he imagined it to be.

"Do you dye your hair?" He blurted out instead.

"No... never had. Why do you ask?"

"Good." He answered absentmindedly, his mind racing. His mind was playing tricks on him, that was for sure. How else would he explain it?

***

He found out he wasn't going mad some time after that first incident, however the way he did it made his mind even more dazed than it was before.

He caught himself drawing her more and more often. Thinking back about the conversations they had that day, smiling to himself as he laid in bed at night, Rowan long gone into the slumber. He reminded himself of every time he made her laugh, how she touched his hands during the newly implemented class, Foreign Beings and Legends, because she noticed his hands were stained with charcoal powder. He started to purposfuly hold a piece of charcoal right before that class so she could notice it when he pulled out the chair for her to sit next to him.

That day, the Nightshades agreed upon the Lake Party as a tribute to the last warm days of the year. Xavier, drained after the archery practice he had in the morning, fell asleep right after his head hit the pillow in his then empty room.

The dream vision was blurry, as it always was, however the girl in it seemed to be a bit more defined. She was laying down on her back on what seemed to be his bed, as he looked at her from above. She moved, but not in a sleepy manner. She was writhing, hands seemed to be gripping the sheets in feverish manner. Her hair, despite not quite focused, was sporadically glinting with that god forsaken green he told himself was a figment of his imagination.

And then he felt himself being pulled down towards her and he noticed she was naked underneath him. He could almost feel her breath on his face for a second and he realised she was moaning, her head thrown back, facing away from him the second he tried to focus on her features. He felt himself moving and looked down his body only to see that he also wasn't wearing clothes. But the part that hit him the hardest, was the fact his cock was slowly sliding in and out of the girls pussy, lewd sounds following every roll of his hips. His mouth fell open at the blurry sight before his eyes, as he watched himself slowly fuck her, almost feeling her heat around him.

His skin tingled and he heared a familiar voice call out his name.

"Oh, Xavier, yes."

He looked up only to meet the familiar grey eyes for a brief moment, before they rolled up and he actually somewhat felt her pussy clench around his dick while she moaned sweet nothings in his ear. It threw him over the edge instantly and he felt he was cumming himself.

His eyes snapped back open and it took him a moment to realise he was alone in the dorm room. The blurry vision of the grey eyes inching away from his mind. That's when he felt wetness in his pants and cursed, loudly. He was gonna be late again.

***

The bonfire they managed to get going was casting a warm glow over their bodies, as they drunkenly decided to go for an almost naked swim in the lake. Their laughter echoed between the trees and splashes of water soon disrupted the calm, moonlit surface of the water.

Xavier stumbled out of his pants, almost falling into the person next to him and swung his arm around their shoulders for support. His wide grin was met with a loud laugh from Val, as she held her hands against his chest to prevent him from falling further and onto the ground. She shook her head and looked him in the eye and said something he wasn't able to hear at that point. His smile faltered, as he stared into her eyes.

Grey. Her eyes were grey.

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mysteryshoptls · 1 year

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SSR Ruggie Bucchi Bloom Birthday Personal Story: Part 1

"Happy Birthday"

Part 1 (Part 2) (Part 3)

[Savanaclaw Dorm – Birthday Party Venue]

Ruggie: Today's my birthday～♪ Gotta finish this interview up fast so I can get started on that feast.

Ruggie: I wonder who got picked to be my Presenter. It'd be great if it's someone who'll really let me be the center of attention.

???: Well, of course, allow me to give you my most sincere congratulations. Happy Birthday, Monsieur Dandelion.

Rook: I promise that I will do my utmost to make sure this is the most spectacular day for you, Ruggie-kun.

Ruggie: ACK!!!

Ruggie: S-So, Rook-san is… my presenter… No, no, no, no, it's fine, you don't hafta go all out!!!

Rook: No need to hold back on my account. I am also wanting this to be a thorough and perfect interview.

Ruggie: …I feel like this is gonna suck if I let it drag on. Okay, then please get on with the interview!

Rook: Oui! I shall begin with this question.

Rook: “Are you good or bad at flying?”

Ruggie: Flight, hm… With my meager magical sills, I can't really keep goin' for too long, but I do like flyin'.

Ruggie: If we're talking 'bout my grades, though, guess I'm somewhere in the middle.

Rook: You've got a good sense of balance. You also have the physical ability to hang upside down from a broom.

Rook: And yet you claim that your flight class grades are only middling…? Does that mean you seem to lack some sort of basic knowledge?

Ruggie: That's it in one. There's a huge difference in my scores between the stuff I can do and the stuff I can't do…

Ruggie: I'm pretty good at dodgin' while flyin'. Whenever we play tag on brooms in class, I'm usually one of the last ones left, too.

Ruggie: Prolly all that runnin' from all those scaaaary adults back in the narrow alleyways back home really helped.

Ruggie: But like, if it's a task where I gotta fly on a straight white line, or maintain the same speed all the way to a goal, or somethin' like that…

Ruggie: I have a hard time when I'm told to do all the proper flyin' like all the pampered little boys can do.

Rook: If I recall correctly, you've earned the nickname "Disc Thief," have you not?

Rook: I heard it came to be after a live commentator called you so during a television broadcast of a magical shift tournament.

Ruggie: Rook-san, you sure know a lot… Don't know if I like that…

Rook: I've heard much about your efforts from Epel-kun.

Ruggie: Oh, I see, from Epel. 'S kinda weird to think y'all talk about me in Pomefiore, though.

Ruggie: I mean, praise won't fill my belly, but… I guess it's not a bad feeling.

Rook: So, then, perhaps one could say the whole reason you are able to be such a useful player on prominent Night Raven College Magical Shift team...

Rook: Is all thanks to your ability to fly down lanes that no one would expect to see someone dash down, and your sharp eyesight that can search for any opening?

Ruggie: Wait, you tryin' to analyze me now? Maan, that's not cool, not durin' my birthday interview.

Rook: Please don't misunderstand me, Ruggie-kun. I simply wish to unravel the mystery of your strength.

Rook: However, I cannot say that I am not tantalized by your abilities. What say you, would you like to play tag with me sometime?

Ruggie: Uhhhhh… Hey, you got a ton more questions, right? C'mon, get to the next one already!!

Part 1 (Part 2) (Part 3)

Requested by @shockzahato.

#twisted wonderland #twst #ruggie bucchi #rook hunt #twst ruggie #twst rook #twst translation #twst birtday #mention: epel

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spid3namy · 9 months

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✶ MIGUEL O’HARA - EARTH 2099 NSFW HEAD CANONS

𓇼 okay so he has fangs right??? and you would think he would enjoy biting you but no, no. wrong. miguel enjoys getting bit. sure, he'll bite you if you ask but he enjoys it if you bite him more than he enjoys biting you

𓇼 praise kink. that's all i gotta say about that

𓇼 enjoys kissing a lot. not that he would admit it but kissing is fr how to get him going super easily

𓇼 this man is kinky asf. like you wanna be tied up? he knows how to do complicated ass knots. you wanna get spanked? okay, he'll spank you until you're crying. if it'll make you happy, he'll do most kinky shit there is.

𓇼 def has a sex playlist. i'm not even gonna elaborate on that.

𓇼 aftercare is a must for him. he'll always be super romantic and like give you a bath and feed you afterwards.

𓇼 bro def has a high sex drive. he could probably go as many rounds as you want him to

𓇼 doesn't bottom much but when he does, he def cries. literally a big ass crybaby

𓇼 has a humiliation kink.

𓇼 bro SUCKS at dirty talk. like its just so awkward for him to do it and he gets all embarrassed about it

𓇼 he's one of those guys that leaves marks where people can't see. just cus why not. also if someone questions about then it clearly means they were looking where they shouldn't have been.

𓇼 okay so ya'll know how he's like 6'9" (ha funny number) right??? well, if you're shorter than him (which most people prolly are cus who tf is really taller than him??) he'll def use his height to his advantage.

𓇼 also cus he's 6'9", he'll pretty much manhandle you just cus he knows he can

𓇼 def a underwear sniffer when he jerks off. I KNOW IT SOUNDS WEIRD BUT TRUST ME ON THIS, HE TOLD ME SO HIMSELF I SWEAR

𓇼 def loves to give you head. like he has such a skilled tongue and knows just how to pleasure you until you cry. he also really enjoys teasing you while giving you head.

𓇼 he has big hands right so obviously he touches you in every place he can reach while fucking you.

𓇼 we're gonna go back to his fangs, right? right. if he's like going down on you then he'll def sink his fangs into your thighs just to hear you cry out from it. that's literally the only reason why he would ever do it.

𓇼 if you like praise him in the middle of sex he would literally cry. like full on tears going down his face. it makes him happy to know that he's doing a good job to pleasure you

𓇼 def has had sex with you in a public place. like a bathroom or something just because he thought you look good. or just cus he was horny. either one works tbh.

𓇼 bro def goes on a ramble about how much he loves you when he's about to cum. like there's just no way he doesn't.

𓇼 cums a lot. and i mean a WHOLE lot. like it's probably unnatural how much he does it.

𓇼 has a breeding kink. idk, he just seems like the type of person to want to fill you up with children.

𓇼 there are rare times where he'll leave a mark when it can be seen but when he does, he demands that you don't cover it up

𓇼if he gets jealous, he'll record you two having sex. he doesn't send it but he threatens to send if you keep hanging out with whoever made him jealous

𓇼 you two have def had sex in his office when he was supposed to be working.

𓇼 lowkey, he likes it when you degrade him. like HE WON'T ADMIT IT but he enjoys it. he enjoys it just as much as he enjoys you praising him (me too broski)

𓇼 neck kisses are his favorite

𓇼 he enjoys seeing your face while you two have sex. that's it.

𓇼 bro seems like the type of person to like messy sex. he just enjoys it cus why not

𓇼 when doing aftercare, he'll make sure you get some water before he gives you a bath. he'll make sure to feed you too if you're hungry

𓇼 he has most definitely bitten you in public all cus someone was flirting with you. he has no shame tbh

okay, that's all we got to keep my dignity lol (i never had any dignity). i hope these were good, i might make a part 2 to this but idk yet. i hope you little demons like the food i have served to you.

tags : @h-harleybaby

#cc is awkward asf #cc don't know what they're doing #i did this for harley and everyone else who likes miguel #spiderman across the spiderverse #spiderman headcanon #across the spider verse changed my life forever man #miguel o'hara #miguel o'hara headcanons #i need help

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charlieroll · 2 years

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So!!! I'm making a fic for @oobbbear 's gang au fic! I originally was gonna make it a one shot but I figured out it would take too long to make to be one, so I decided to make it multi-chapter! I'm truly excited and hope yall like it as well! The only warning I'd put would be for the swearing, but it isn't too bad on this one compared to other pieces of mine!!

(The main difference between sun and moon's dialog is that I didn't put capitals on moon's if you get confused)

You were no one. No one, really! You were good with knifes and a... good temper, so that made you a valuable member of the gang! But aside of that, what? No one. No one waited at home for you, and your family thought you died long ago.

But it wasn't that bad you know? Not now at least. It allowed you to avoid doing a facade, to work and earn money fairly so the government wouldn't suspect shit. But you were dead for them! So you could spend days at a time just chilling at the base or planning things with your comrades. You even got a raise eventually! They called you Knifes, just for funsies.

And, eventually, you even liked that! It had its good side... yeah, really cute and all.

You remember clearly when you decided to follow your bosses. Why? One, you were bored. Two, you were a pissy bastard. And you weren't going far, really, you promised to yourself you were gonna go somewhere else later to just mess around.

Also, why would they hide if they were doing something about the gang? In the worst case, you'd help, wouldn't you? You had, in the end, a name there. They heard of you. They must have, didn't they?

So you did. You weren't easy to catch, but you weren't openly hiding from them. If they just looked the right way, they'd see you. Why be suspicious? You had no need.

But then you lost them, they separated. You decided to go Sun's way, you guessed that, at the very least, if you woke up their wrath, he'd be a little less cruel. It was Moon, in the end, the one with the reputation of being the colder brother.

So you followed, and then you lost him. You were confused, but searched for Sun. You gave up like 20 minutes later; not gonna lie, you weren't patient and you guessed that they could take care of themselves in case anything happened. And it wasn't your job either to protect them, so no one should blame you if the worst happen.

You went to the nearest shopping mall, and sat at a little chair in the middle. You could get something to eat and then nap. Pretty flexible work schedule, honestly, though you could at all time get shot or kidnapped, but every job had its downsides!

Then something caught your eye. Huh, pretty lady over there. You thought to go and flirt, but giving it a closer look, you noticed something was... off. But you approached either way. You pretended to walk at their side and "accidentally" you hit their shoulder. Then you saw the face.

OH MY FUCKING GOD-

-...Sun? -you asked, tilting your head.

Oh, oh no, please, don't you DARE laughing- no.... NO...

You kept the straight face, being helped by the eyes of the yellow dressed animatronic. He was deadly serious, truly, and even seemed to be considering your fate right now. Uh oh, a big no no for you was exactly that look. You've seen it before, somewhere else, directed towards someone else, in a different time. That person ended up dead. You, yourself, were one of the present that saw the light go off on their eyes. Pretty literally.

-...who?

You smiled with your characteristic grin, and shook your head no. -Nothing, fella, sorry.

You pat his shoulder as an apology and left at a hurried pace to your home. No, not your home. Maybe you were being followed. Hold on. If it was indeed Sun, you shouldn't go to the gang, maybe it would be worst. If you went to your home, you wouldn't be safe there anymore. But where? Where would you go? You were no one, in the end.

But it was a good thing! Prolly they -Sun nor Moon- wouldn't remember you. If you were no one, no one could hurt you. You were gonna be fine.

But you did had some important shit on your house and in your room at the gang base. So you had to go.

First you went to the base, in a rush but not trying to be suspicious. You took your things, had a small talk with your roommate and left. No further problem, you were alright. Now to your house.

You went taking the way you didn't usually used, extra long and extra complicated -the first time you used that way you got lost and ended up at the other side of the town-, and went to your little apartment. Third floor, you wouldn't die if you fell off the window -some broken bones? Yes, but you could flee easy enough-, and not that easy to break into by the window like the first or second floor. And some vines from the apartment upstairs fell down to a height where you could jump safely. A good spot, really. The only downside was that your apartment was too small and had only two rooms, for the bathroom and everything else. A pathetic attempt of a functional kitchen -a little fridge, a microwave and a little cabinet for some things. (You were okay with that)-at the right, your bed at the left and straight ahead was the living room. And in a corner, the bathroom.

-Not real pretty, huh?

You thought you said that out loud. You did not.

Moon was sat in the window sill, staring at you directly with one of your cactus at hand -you kept it having in mind to throw it to intruders before doing your escape-, while Sun was standing in front of your little nightstand, with a polaroid photo in his hand. His rays were orange turning red, in contrast of the bright yellow when you saw him just some hours ago. Yeah, you were dreaming.

Sun -at Moon's left- put a hand on his hip and waved the photo like a trophy. Fuck no.

-Is this you? -he said, looking at it again-, I must say that in contrast, you've... gotten better. Physically.

-...pathetic -Moon hissed.

-I was around 13 on the picture, sir -you saluted with both hands behind you. Oh, fuck, you got arms crossed instead. Didn't want to be nor do a threat either.

-It is blurry either way -Sun simply said, dropping it in the nightstand again.

-And what do I owe you two sirs, for this visit? I must apologize for not having a comfortable couch, but may I offer you some tea?

-there's no kettle nor a stove to boil the water -Moon said in a whisper. He seemed too annoyed with the fact of even being there. Oh fuck, you noticed what he was doing. You couldn't escape by the window now.

-Cold tea? Or cold coffee, if you will. I think I have milk if you desire to-

-are you mocking us? -Moon hissed.

-What? No, sir. I was just trying to be a fine host. I'm afraid this is not... a decent place to have such honourable visits. Care if we go somewhere else?

-Why? Are you hiding something here?

-As I said, it wouldn't be too comfortable for you. Not even for me is, honestly -you shrugged. Please don't get nervous; please don't touch those photos anymore, please...

-do you think we are softies or weak? -Moon wasn't taking you too well.

You shook your head no and shrugged again. -It was just an offering, sir. Yet again, why do I owe you the visit, sir?

The two celestial beings stared quietly, like talking with each other telepathically about what they'd do to you. You swallowed hard. No, not nervous, not nervous...

-is this the one, Sun? -Moon hissed.

Sun slowly nodded, and Moon gave a grin, while taking a gun out of his pocket with the left hand, still holding the cactus with the other. His twin got to you in two large steps and you standed still. If you learned something from being in the gang, you shouldn't try to refuse or fight from whatever they want to do to you. If you backed off or try and hit him, one would shoot or the other would hit you twice as hard back.

The yellow twin registered you, and took a knife out of your pocket. -What is this? Do you use this at the gang?

-I use knifes at work, yes, sir. I'm known for being skilled at it, you can ask my acquaintances there.

-Think you are too smart, huh? -he said, and threw a knife back, at Moon's feet.

-they must have more -the animatronic holding the gun said.

They kept on searching, finding little or bigger knifes everywhere. In your socks, on your shoes and on your shirt -a lot of them. -Is this it?

-One more -you said, taking one out of your scalp-, now that is it. Sir.

Sun raised a mechanical brow, and sighed. -Very collaborative, it seems.

-You are my boss after all, sir. I don't see a reason to be scared or uncolaborative towards you.

-We could kill you in the spot even if you are obedient.

-I died for everyone the day I joined the gang, sir.

-You do not care of dying? -Sun said, tilting his head.

-Of course I do. But I lived happily alongside the gang. If I died in your hands, it would be worth.

-We could toss you to the dogs or drop you somewhere else to a pathetic little death -he got his face too near to yours you were afraid of breathing too heavily.

-or we could torture you for days at a time -Moon hissed.

You hugged your arms as an answer. You were covered in scars of the... experience you had over the years on the gang. You weren't exactly tortured for days, but you weren't afraid.

-I see.

-and if we ask you something, and we were the enemy, what do you do?

You tilted your head, eyes drifting off over the room, and walked towards your kitchen. -Be silent and fight. As you already took all my knifes, probably I would get one to throw at you from here and cover with the aisle.

-I could hit you before you got there.

-And I would kick you or stab you. My nails are sharp enough, I guess.

A moment of silence.

-... go on -Moon whispered, lowering the gun for a second.

-Then maybe I could throw one of this -a sharp chopstick, you used to sharpen them when you were bored-, and maybe could hit you or the gun, if I aim well maybe it would get stuck and prevent you from shooting.

-You are very confident of your skills. What when I get up or attack you? I have a gun, too.

-I would already be running, sir. Maybe use a human shield or use their weapon without the chopstick to shoot, or throw the chopstick itself. Then I'd jump off the window and cut the vines so you can't follow me safely.

-We're animatronics -Moon said-, we wouldn't break our bones.

-Good point. But even then, you can get scratched. Or hurt yourself. And if you were escaping, it would at least slow you down enough.

Sun nodded. Then Moon closed the window, then leaning back on the glass, arms crossed. Then you noticed. You told them your plan to escape in case you wanted to. Geez. You fucked up real bad.

But then you breathed down slowly. You had nothing to fear. It was a test, wasn't it? They were rational beings.

-Where were you some hours ago? -Sun asked.

-I just came back from the base, sir. I thought that as I don't have any mission these days, I might as well take a break here, in my home. I went to take everything I wanted and missed.

-and before that, where? -Moon hissed. He was running out of patience, it seemed.

-I was at a mall, sir.

-Why? You don't seem the kind of person to go somewhere without a reason. You weren't having a walk.

-I wanted to buy some things to eat before I headed home, sir.

-And where are they? -Sun hissed, though it was more of a growl.

-I ate them, sir.

-so if we make you vomit, we'd see -Moon whispered, and you saw his fingers twitch.

-Is there something specific you wish to ask, sir? Pardon my frankness, but I feel it's too much to be just casual conversation about me and what I've done today. Without tea, too.

They stood quiet for some while. You didn't knew how long, but it felt like minutes at a time, so much you were getting tired of being in that position.

-Did you follow us? Did you see Sun some hours ago?

-Is there something I shouldn't have seen, sir?

You tilted your head and Moon hissed. Sun was strangely quiet, honestly, crossed arms like that, and his shoulders seemed wider. Geez, they knew how to intimidate. It wasn't working though.

-Pardon me again, sir, but I think I may have saw Sun in a dress. Though I'm not sure? I asked if they were Sun, and didn't seem to know who it is.

They stared silently. Then you sighed with a polite grin. -I don't think I saw anything bad, honestly, sir. You looked hella fine, pardon my indiscretion.

Sun stayed silent.

-i think i should teach you to avoid being followed -Moon sighed.

-We have something more important here, brother -Sun growled-, what shall we do with this little lamb?

-you should not have seen it -Moon was now talking to you-, this is such a disgrace...

-It is not, in my opinion, sir.

-Excuse us?

-I don't think wearing a dress is something bad.

They stayed silent. Then Sun sighed. -You seem like a very capable member of our gang. It would be a shame if we got rid of you like this.

-so we will be watching you. closely.

-You shall NOT talk to anyone about what you saw.

-or you won't be missed.

You nodded. -I understand, sir.

They stared and Sun made a gesture with his hand, towards the rest of the room. -Now, go on. Get comfortable. You can pick up your knifes.

-you were going to stay home, didn't you?

-I-... sir...?

-We are staying, little lamb.

-either that or we take you to our home. and we will not be doing that.

-Sir, I doubt that it would be any appropriate to have you here like this. May I at least go buy some tea or something?

-we don't drink, stupid.

-Oil, then? If that's what you drink.

Sun sighed, suppressing a grin. -You seem to want us to leave, maybe?

-No, sir. If you do stay because of my mistakes, I think the right thing to do would be to get you two comfortable.

They stood quiet. It seemed they liked silence sometimes, huh? Anyways, Moon sat down, cross legged, at the window, staring silently at the cactus. By noticing your gaze, he looked back at you. -i'm comfortable enough, thank you.

You grinned, suppressing a laugh. You'd never think he'd talk that softly, and with etiquette? Oh god, what have you gotten into?

-I'm glad, then.

You stood there, playing with your fingers rhythmically, waiting to Sun to sit down or something, at least. And he did, eventually, and you loosen your shoulders. Below the brother's gaze, one sat and one leaning into the wall, you started picking up the knifes they threw to the ground, and left them, one by one, in their designated places when you were home. In the wall or in the pieces of furniture you had. It was a kind of tradition in your house, to hide them close enough so that at all time you could pick one up, whatever the situation was; but you made sure the two brothers perfectly saw where every single one was, also explaining why you hid them. And why you kept one on your hands.

-You aren't trying to be a menace, are you, little lamb? -Sun giggled sarcastically. You weren't THAT dumb to actually try to kill or hurt them. Anyone but them, really.

-No, sir -you said, carefully cleaning it with a specific piece of cloth you always washed up-, I'm just maintaining it. I imagine you two have someone do it for you. This one is my favourite.

-Why? Is it sharper?

-or did anyone gifted you so?

-...Yes, sir. Both are right -you said, snorting amused.

-Are you gonna tell the story?

You thought for a second, tapping fingers on your chin rhythmically. -That one.

You pointed at the photos they were seeing before. Then silence.

-i'm sorry for your lost.

-Hm?

-you said you died for everyone the day you joined.

You stood silent for a second, giving them your back as you rotated the knife. -Oh! Oh. I mean, it... isn't what you think. They aren't dead... probably.

-What do you mean? -Sun was... confused. You walked towards the photo and cleaned it while staring at the picture of you two.

-I... we lost touch, I'd say. I don't even know where they are. It's been years.

You put down the photo, with the part of the back towards the ceiling.

-you haven't tried searching for them? -Moon asked in a whisper. You moved around the room, cleaning while you spoke.

-I did. At the beginning it was... yeah, I think you know what I mean. Then I had to move on.

Enough.

You weren't gonna share more. You've went too far, you overshared.

-Anyhow, let's not focus on sad stories like that. May I offer you anything? I'll do my best to get it.

-Foolish -Sun said-, we can get anything we want. Why would we ask YOU to get it?

-for fun, Sun.

You stood quiet. Sun just shrugged quietly, making his earrings sound. It reminded you of a quiet giggle, almost.

-Changing the topic, what do you think I saw?

-Excuse us?

-You stay because of something I saw. You don't want me to spread the word, if I had to take a wild guess. But what, specifically?

-You know perfectly well what -Sun growled, tensing and making you feel you fucked up.

-It’s just a question, sir. I didn't see anything wrong.

Moon stared with narrowed eyes, while Sun stayed silent in place. -Pardon me yet again, but... I don't think that you wearing a dress were something unworthy.

Sun tilted his head, silent but confused. You took it as a "go on".

-A long time ago, men used dresses and used pink as something considered masculine, I believe, and men used skirts in many cultures, and used heels to symbolize their status and stuff.

They were staring quietly. They didn't answer verbally, nor negatively, so you continued. What you were saying was wrong? No. Then you shouldn't fear.

-What I mean is... I don't think... -it was hard to pick up the right words-, I don't think that we should shame people for "fashion" or "stereotypes", because those changes every hundred years or so. And if wearing dresses makes you happy, I'll personally kick whoever says you shouldn't. And I have some pretty hard ass shoes, with spikes and all.

That last thing made Sun grin. Moon stared, without watching you, like processing what you just said. The sunlight seemed a bit warmer.

You broke it, walking towards the kitchen. The brothers just stared, asking silently what you were doing.

-I'm going to make a tea or something. I don't think you like being asked again, but may I get you something, please, sir?

They shook their head no, and you took a tea bag and started boiling water.

"Moon?"

"what."

"Do you... think they mean it?"

"About the kick"

"Yeah, that too, but I specifically mean what they said about the dresses"

"...maybe. maybe not. i have no way of knowing, sun"

"They... I think it'll not be pure suffering being alongside them."

"what."

"Nothing. Shut the hell up"

"you started talking, sun."

The day next to that you were called to go to the base. Maybe you weren't having days off.

Your mates just stared down and gave you a look. "good luck. You'll need it.".

You swallowed and gave them high five. "No need.".

You passed immediately to the office, where the twins waited. Sun was now at the window sill, playing with a dice. Well, he looked well with dresses and suits, huh? If it were anyone else but your boss, you'd melt.

Moon was doing some paperwork, maybe making some letters ‐why did they do that personally if they had staff designated for that?-, with his thick coat on his shoulders and only opening up and revealing his arms, just so that he could comfortably write down.

-Just in time, Knives -Sun said, and you almost suspected irony, but you did were in time-, you like that name, Knives? I heard they call you so.

-pretty literal and little creative -Moon said absently.

-I've gotten used to it, but I'd prefer you used my real name, sir.

To be honest, you didn't want your friends and your boss to call you the same way. It felt... weird. And it was also weird to be called so... closely. Almost like familiarly.

Sun repeated your name, almost a soft whisper that you weren't intended to hear. Alright, you preferred ANYTHING less than that. You shivered.

-is something wrong?

-Nothing, sir.

-Very well then -Sun noticed, he truly pretty much noticed, you were sure he did, but he didn't said anything-, We must then tell you why we called you here, don't we?

-we're busy -Moon explained simply.

-So we can't really stay with you in your home. Even if we wanted to, we have things to do. But we must still keep an eye on you.

-so we decided to make you our bodyguard.

-A pretty awesome opportunity, isn’t it?

You stood quiet, and swallowed your own saliva like glass. -Thank you, sir.

Sun grinned proudly, like if he had done something so, so very much important that you should be on your knees thanking him. But you weren't sure how to react. Was that a really good new, or was it a death sentence? You didn't doubt your skills, but you have never been a bodyguard before. Would it be about tasting food, taking out intruders, and protecting them in the worst cases, leaving your life behind if needed. And also, you knew they never had bodyguards before. They didn't need to, really. They only brought some for the image. And now you'd also be associated with them, almost like a loyal dog with their owners. Goodbye to your freedom! Now you wouldn't be able of roaming around and doing chores at your own pace, what a pity!

-you don't seem very happy -Moon commented, staring at you from the first time since you walked down there.

-No, sir. Is just-

-it won't be forever. you can quit later. but by now, you just have to go everywhere with us and fight whoever we tell you to. not much different from what you did before -he was writing down again.

-I know, sir, I just have a question.

Moon spared you a look and you nodded. -Is it... going be 24/7, you mean?

-Do you have any complain? -Sun growled. Why was he annoyed now??

-No, sir, I... I was afraid if... nothing. Nevermind.

-if you want to say something, say it -Moon said in a sharp but somehow soft whisper-, it’s no use to have that formal tone now.

Your gaze drifted off somewhere else, and decided to look at the guns they had in the wall while you ordered your thoughts. You were searching for them. Your friend, the one that gifted you that one knife and the one you used to feel safe around. And the one you stopped searching for. Not because you didn't wanted to anymore, but because you couldn’t. But now you were starting all over again. You tried being assigned with anything related to that one night, or at least anything. ANYTHING. But you didn't have a rank high enough for any of them by the time. But now you may have as well, as their bodyguard.

You nodded. -I have no complaints, sir. Thank you for this opportunity.

Moon stared silently, and Sun nodded back. -Good. In any case, we won't let you go anyways.

You nodded and gave a grin. -Pardon my ignorance. What... exactly does a bodyguard right now?

-be quiet and still so I can write this down.

You nodded and obey while you thought about everything. You seriously didn't think it was an issue, and if they wanted you deadly quiet, they would have killed you already, probably the moment you opened the door to your apartment, or right now even. And over the course of these days, there will be more opportunities. So you shouldn't be afraid. You felt oh the gloom once you thought about it. You were in their hands, in the end, and they knew perfectly well no one wouldn't miss you. No one would notice if you died or something happened to you.

But it was fine. At least, you wouldn't hurt anyone in any case. Even if you didn't come back.

You obediently waited, in silence while staring at the floor, afraid of bothering them. Hold on. Now to think of it, you were their bodyguard. Holy cow. How would you explain the sudden raise? It normally happened with people that had done many heroic deeds, as they'd say, not to someone like you. Not a... no one like you.

But you should calm your mind. It wasn't the moment to be anxious, truly. So you breathed in deeply (it almost always made you yawn) and kept a straight face.

After some while, Moon ended the paperwork, and you ended up falling too late in the fact that probably they were internally talking, and that was prolly the reason why they sometimes stopped, or sighed, or any kind of reaction out of a quiet conversation.

You, anyways, didn't do or say anything outside when Sun seemed a bit annoyed and you raised your gaze to see, and then kept listening for any clue of what was happening outside. Probably nothing anyways, you shouldn't fear. It was alright. Or you would make sure it would be.

-Hey -Sun said at one point-, I'm bored. Tell me something.

-Like what, sir?

-A story or anything you find interesting. Not about the gang though... -he yawned-, or sing something. Something... relaxing.

Moon raised his gaze in silence when Sun said so, and when he noticed you weren't gonna sing, he kept working.

-I'm afraid I don't have the softest of voices, sir. And I don't have anything to tell you either.

Sun whined, like a child that couldn't watch his favorite show because of homework.

-sun, let them be -Moon said-, they are here to be our bodyguard, not our babysitter.

Sun sighed like defeated. And you stood silent. And it went on.

#fnaf sb #daycare attendant oc #sun and moon #gang au #fan fic

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snowandwolves · 5 months

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hey it’s your neighbrohood (i'm not even gonna fix that i like that lol) lengthy ask anon - i am having a shit day but thinking about summer in the lighthouse au with Ava in a tank top and tool belt made me feel better so thank you for that

i have more qs kinda a lot today bc i am just so done with this day but you can pick and choose which (if any!) to answer. hope you have a good weekend ❣️

any thoughts on how Chanel meeting Bea would’ve gone?

did Bea pre-plan to tell Ava at the lookout or did she spontaneously capitalize on Ava already going there?

whose bedroom in the lighthouse house did they sleep in most often?

has Bea seen a storm from the lighthouse before?

D gave Ava new shoes, but did she ever get a new backpack?

that brief reference to Shannon broke my heart - do you have thoughts on how she passed?

do you have thoughts on how Camila and Lilith got together? and how Lilith even learned/chose to barista?

did the “DIBS” moment just come to you in a moment of inspiration or something bc it still makes me giggle just thinking about it

speaking of writing, did you write each section linearly or did you jump around or something else?

your note in the epilogue sounded like you don’t read fic when you’re writing? what's on your to read list?

HI LENGTHY ASK ANON omg, sorry for the late response, it’s been busy and i need a year-long weekend without risking going broke 😂 been itching to respond to this so imma do that now 🥹

1. probably chanel just exposing ava like “so you’re the one she’s been losing brain cells for” and ava just slapping her elbow and being all “omg shut up i trusted you” and bea not wanting ava to feel embarrassed so she’d prolly say “she also has that effect on me” then chanel would stare at them blushing and then say something like “ok that’s adorable. i need a drink and you need to tell me more”

2. she’s definitely been DYING to say it, but then when ava told her that she’s going to the lookout, bea decided to do it there just to give ava a moment she won’t forget 🥺

3. ava’s! because bea’s room is suzanne’s and the things they get up to with a bed nearby is just,,, not for suzanne’s room 😂

4. i’d say yes! though she prolly didn’t intend to. i have it in my head that she just got stranded there while cleaning it and unintentionally gave herself a come-to-jesus moment 💀

5. backpack i think she bought for herself. for some reason, i also have it in my head that she’s in a group chat with her family (salvius clan + chanel) where she asks them for their opinions and everyone choosing the more expensive option and ava being like “pls i’d have to lose a kidney” and everyone in the group chat transferring her various amounts of money and ava just staring at her account like “thank god you’re all rich. now, i’m rich by association” 😂

6. this one, nope, i haven’t actually thought about. let’s say an accident? omg what if that’s a reason why mary doesn’t ride a motorcycle anymore…? it wouldn’t have been her fault but askdnskd ok i hate me 😭

7. so this one gave me a cute scene i ended up daydreaming about 🥹 cos what if camila taught lilith how to make drinks before she got formal training for it and start a cafe? what if, while in the process of making a cappuccino, camila just randomly tells her “i like you a lot”? what if lilith fumbles and accidentally burns herself and camila just giggles and takes lilith’s hand and takes care of it, just waiting for lilith to manage words? 😭 WHAT THEN

8. i definitely planned it to be as hilarious as possible but i also didn’t think i’d be using DIBS for it. that was a fun moment to write 😂

9. my writing process is kind of a mess. i do try to write linearly so i don’t have to worry about pacing and transitions and flow. but then i’m in the middle of work or folding my laundry or literally just eating and a scene/line/whole ass paragraph just comes to me vividly 😂 this is why i have my notes app perpetually open. i write the basics of anything that comes to me and then go back and figure out a way to use it if i can. this is also why i have v many fragments that didn’t make the cut 💀

10. idk if it’s just me but i find it hard to read fic and write my own at the same time 😭 so i have,,, a long list actually. literally anything that’s been published and completed in the last 8 months i’ll be reading 😂

anon, i hope your days have been better since you sent this. you deserve the kindest, gentlest, best days 🥺💙

#ask #projecting the warmest softest vibes to u anon #i just discovered page breaks omg im old

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chlorasepticremix · 6 months

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Bin Laden with a pen, bodyin' again I begin slaughterin' your men, prolly shoulda been Ali or the Svengali embodiment of sin

Like a Saudi in the Taliban plottin' an event In the lobby of the Intercontinental with an obvious intent

And I would not even relent up on a little

Like Osama with a bomb under the bin and down the middle

Of the Pentagon and hit a kindergartner with a rental (Stop!)

Back and forth, back and forth

Like Jack Kevorkian's ass to court

"Rap mature! Why can't you be like Macklemore?" (Huh?)

"Why you always gotta smack a whore?" (Huh?

It's likely the psychiatric ward's a last resort (Huh?)

Something's gotta give, that's for sure Yet you keep comin' back for more

Not as raw as I was, 'Walk on Water' sucks"

Bitch, suck my dick!

Y'all saw the tracklist and had a fit

'Fore you heard it, so you formed your verdict

While you sat wit' your arms crossed

Did your little reaction videos and talked over songs (Chill!)

Nah dog, y'all sayin' I lost it?

Your fuckin' marbles are gone (Wait, Em!)

But nowadays every flow, every cadence sound the same (Skrrt)

Brain's a powder keg, I draw inspiration outta hate Real pain in the paper, I don't trace But if I look strange and outta place It's 'cause I'm an alien, that's why I write 'til the page is outta space (Duh!)

From 7 Mile in Novara

To "How can I be down?", all of us tryna pile in the car (Yeah!)

We shot for the stars Yeah!)

'Cause we only got so much time in this world

(Yeah!)

So rewind it to your high school dance to the night before

If you think you're promised tomorrow (Yeah!)

Now I'm 'bout to fool again

This tune is sick, it's luminous, the moon is lit A freakin' lunatic, a human computer chip

And I'm soon to stick a broom in the uterus of your Hooters chick

If I was you, I wouldn't do nothin' stupid due to the mood I'm in

I'm losin' it, you get chewed like a Junior Mint

Show me who to rip, it's time for you to get screwed

Empty the lubricant and put super glue in it (Woo!)

How many fuckin' rappers did I go through?

Dispel doubt, but you won't admit I smoked And you was spellbound, hellbound in my snowsuit But am I s'posed to sound like everything else out?

'Cause I don't get compared to it, only myself now Well, I can see the fair-weather fans and sales down

But the only way I care is if I let myself down

But what the fuck have I woke to?

Time to eat the vocals and shit out Pro Tools

I know you still want me to ill out, don't you?

Hopin' the old Slim's gonna spill out, open

Fire on your whole camp with this spit, I roast you So chill out, no, you

Hoes couldn't roast me with the shit I wrote you

Then I took a stand, went at Tan-Face and practically cut my motherfuckin' fan base in half and still outsold you

You just called my shit trash?

Thank God, I rap better when the odds are stacked

"Revival's wack, I don't like the 'Zombie' track And when he's talkin' that garbage psychotic crap

Where's your content at?

What's with all the conscious rap?

PInk, Beyoncé this and Kehlani that" (Yeah!) just add it to the fuel in my rocket pack

'Til I'm ready to respond, then I'ma launch it at 'em Idiotic from the fuckin' embryonic sac

To the body bag, I'll be back

And when I am, I'II be at your fuckin' throat like-

#Eminem #chlorasepticremix #Hiphop #hip hop #2 chainz #PHresher

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titleknown · 8 months

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KAIJUNE NEO: BABA O'REILY

[A] Oh, hello!

[J] Uh... hey. Yo.

[A] It's so nice to see a welcoming face in this... Potemkin hamlet. it seems the others are a bit... scared. Why, perhance, did they send you here?

[J] Trailer trash girl, religious family that really got into The Prophet after Mr Krinkle smashed our old house. I like girls, they found out, there you go. Ain't afraid to die cause there wasn't much to live for, prolly why I'm not running.

[A]...I must confess, that's why I'm here too. Liking girls I mean, though I was a preacher's daughter, middle-class. You know, I was going to run away before they sent me here, the way that man was following The Prophet was... terrifying.

[J] Yeah, like, didn't the bible have something in there about not sacrificing your kids for the Lord's favor? Jacob n Isaac or somesuch? There's gotta be some shit about not, say, sending the kids to die at the hands of a giant monster for...

...Cleansing? To stop it eating their fucking houses? The man's words are a fucking mess, never could make heads or tails of it when it was blaring through the trailer at four fucking AM. I mean, not like the people behind The Prophet give a shit what God wan-

[A] I mean, there was the time God sent bears to consume "youths" for mocking Elijah for his baldness. That was very much a scriptural occurence my father placed a direct emphasis on.

But, that was the divine's perogative, not that of humanity, and the record shows you are correct. On both counts...

{A long pause occurs}

[A]...So, they said Mr. O'Reily was coming?

[J] ...{Starts laughing out loud}

[A]- What's so funny?

[J] Just that Mr. O'Reily's a pretty fucking square thing to call it. But yeah, big Baba's coming, I felt the tremors.

[A] Funny thing, I'd always heard him more associated with rain from the various rumors. I don't think I've ever seen it rain around here this time of year.

[J] I mean, that's alla 'em. It's always the rain with 'em when they're coming. Don't bother running, those freaks The Prophet got with AK-47s are surrounding the place.

[A] I'm aware. I saw one of the bodies. White and gold tactical gear seems like a bit of a... gauche thing to spend your congregation's tithes on. But then, father was always impressed by those who kept up appearances...

{Another long pause. J takes her phone out of her pocket and frowns}

[J]...God dammit, phone's dead. If I was gonna die here, at least wanted to be able to hear my tunes while I did.

[A] Oh! I brought a spare rechargeable battery, you can use it.

{J takes it to charge her phone, smiles impishly}

[J] Yanno, seems a bit weird to have this on ya when you get dragged off to this slapdash sacrifice shithole... ...But thanks.

[A] No problem, and I'm... slightly embarassed to admit it, but I was about to attempt my egress before they took me. Was not expecting the surprise.

[A] At least they weren't particularly thorough in their checks, though that hardly matters now...

{Another pause}

[A] You know, there happens to be a rumor about 'Big Baba' I had heard, shortly before I attempted my egress.

[J] Que?

[A] He doesn't seem to really attack people. I've heard many reports of colateral damage, of broken buildings and roads, but none of harm to humans. What does your proposition on the subject appear to be?

[J] I... ain't a philosophizer, so I'm just guessing. I think he just wants to live life, his own way. Kinda like what they put us here for. We're all tryin' to get by in this teenage wasteland, monsters ain't no different...

[J] ...'Course, I almost got my leg bit off by Mr Krinkle, so what the fuck do I know about monsters.

{Tremors appear in the background. Raindrops begin falling}

[A]- I think he's moving forward. Would you... be willing to find out. Together?

[J]- Yeah, I think I would

{[A] and [J] hold hands as a great beast emerges from the earth and the rain begins to fall.}

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So, another day, another Kaijune-but-it's-in-September!

I feel I must note that you may be noticing a pattern with the Kaiju names and yes, I'm doing a Jojo thing where they're all named after bands/songs. In this case, it's the Who song of the same title, which inspired the lore ('it's only teenage wasteland' and all that).

In yesterday's case with Virgin Killer, it was after a Scorpions album notable for its extremely skeevy cover art (Like, legit, yeesh), which I only basically chose because it was the only album name of the Scorpions I could think of, and also it just sounded like a really fucking cool name for a giant scorpion, I think we can agree. And yes, "Rock You Like A Hurricaine" is why they have the weather powers.

Ability Notes: Mainly in the realm of burrowing and the ability to produce sonic vibrations, used mostly for burrowing or causing tremors, but also can be used as a wide-ranged projectile attack. Also can spit a deadly acid, though it's metabolically expensive (As much as such things can be for kaiju), and the strange enzymes can have... interesting reactions with other things.

Bonus Trivia: [J] is slightly pudgy with long shaggy red hair, and [A] is black and almost definitely on The Spectrum. They're both 17, about to be 18 in a few months. They both survive this, but I won't tell you how.

And, in that grand (exceedingly late) Kaijune tradition, this character and all related narrative elements are under a CC-BY 4.0 license, as long as I, Thomas F Johnson, am credited as their creator.

#my art #kaiju #kaijune #burrowing #microfiction #my writing #sculpture #diorama #creature design #kaijune 2023

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oddball-artz · 4 months

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I am gonna flood your inbox, just warning you now 🤗

So, you want questions? I'll give some to ya.

1. How tall is Dalia?

2. If she was granted anything she could want, what would she want?

3. Any family? If so, who's she closer too?

4. How does she feel about colorguard? Is she good at it?

5. If she was friends with one of my own oc's? Who, and why would she be friends with them?

6. Lastly, if she was dared to eat dirt for 20$ would she?

Sorry for all the questions! I wanna know more abt her, and squeeze her like she's one of my blorbos.

Here we go, in order! :]

1, Dalia is 5'6, and she's also 15 and weighs around 160 pounds just to cover bases

2, if she could have anything, it would probably be peace of mind. She's usually worried about something or someone, and she puts her concerns about and need to protect those close to her above her own needs. She wants a way to just shut out her thoughts and have the peace her epithet can provide to others, but if she tries to use her epithet on herself it doesn't work, so she's constantly seeking out ways to get that peace, but her thoughts never go away, she can push them to the back of her mind but they're always there and she wishes they weren't. (Lowkey needs therapy tbh)

3, alr family wise she has a pretty big family(so many cousins but I'll make a tree later, I promise) but for immediate family she has 2 siblings, both younger. The middle kid is Esme, and she's 9, and she's pretty close with Dalia (even though some days she makes her wanna rip her own hair out bc omfg does this kid not listen). The youngest is named Jasper, he's 8, and he's sweet, but that doesn't mean he doesn't cause trouble, it's just that when he just does it's more sneakily than when Esme does it. When they play together, it's just basically this (https://youtube.com/shorts/7EVy_Bh6lNk?si=qKcONC0YZzcMUH2b sorry idk how else to link it) Dalia regularly walks in on them being like this and is used to it at this point. Her mom is pretty distant and is constantly working, and Dalia wishes she was around more. Her mom(named Avery) also just kinda pins her siblings onto Dalia whenever her dad isn't home. Her dad(named Carter) is a stay at home dad who's trying his best. He's got a lot going on, but despite it all, he's pretty close with Dalia. They have the same sense of humor, so if you put them in a room together, they constantly crack jokes at each other. He was on drumline when he was her age, and that's part of the reason she joined guard bc she wanted to be involved with the marching band like her dad. She looks up to him a lot.

4, she likes colorguard a lot, but there was definitely a learning curve. If you saw her at her first performance compared to her latest, you wouldn't think it's the same person. She gets super nervous before performances tho (she cried because of her nerves before her first real performance) but the more performances and practice she got under her belt the better her nerves have gotten(she still gets a little panicky before big shows and parades, but nothing compared to how it used to be)

5, Prolly Sabrina, i feel her idgaf energy would ground Dalia in a way(I have a lot of friends with that energy and idk why but it grounds me, so now figuring out why is Dalia's problem lmao) They also have similar music taste(Dalia playlist coming soon) If they were friends they'd totally send eachother fanfic for fandoms they're both in at ungodly hours of the night lmao

6, short answer, no (but if you push, yes.) Long answer no, and not because she's above eating dirt for cash but because she knows she'll probably get made fun of if she does. She folds to peer pressure pretty easy tho (people pleaser) and could probably be convinced to if you pushed her about it.

(Sorry this took so long to make lmao, and tysm for asking questions about her. Sorry if this is kinda bad. I'm a better artist than I am a writer)

#epithet erased oc #ee oc #Dalia Kalmeren (oc)#answered ask #idk what else to put in the tags

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autumnnnsun · 1 year

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Rating each Ambience Synesthesia 2023 looks because I have nothing else to do

I just felt like talking about some of these lines so why not. Warning for a bit of neg and talks of orientalism underneath. This is just my opinion, if you like the outfits, I am very happy for you. Feel free to disagree and stuff idk

First up, Umbra in the Sand, oh jeez

Really? on Ramadhan?

I'm always super icked out whenever anime games try to feature anything middle eastern because they treat the middle east not as a place that has people with hundreds of cultures and landscapes that one could take inspiration from and instead as a "Genre" to make fanservice with. It sees the middle east not as a real place with its own societies to explore but as an excuse to put waifus in belly dancer outfits and husbandos in whatever the heck Stainless is meant to be wearing.

The whole point of a lot of middle eastern clothing is to protect the skin from the death rays of the sun and that completely clashes with the goal of showing cleavage, bellies and thighs. So designers always end up making... This.

The fashion itself is uninspiring, Carnelian is decent but Gavial's just in a bikini, I dislike Stainless' clothes and I can't see what Erato is wearing because she's holding a ~Middle Eastern Instrument(tm)~

2/10, it's half assed orientalism, I give it 2 points cus its only half assed and Carnelian at least looks good but it's only getting that because it's orientalism.

Next, Fast & Stronger

Fast & Furious reference alert. This one is a huge step up but that's prolly only because Umbra in the Sand was such a Low for me.

You can't really go wrong with black leather jackets and this kind of edgy fashion so everyone looks good here and are solid with the concept. Penance is my favourite we love a hot bitch.

My only thing with this concept is that I feel like it could have been pushed just a little further I feel. I think it needs a bit more accessories to really give out that edgy "we are committing illegal racing" vibe. It'd also be funny considering that most of the characters here would most likely not approve of it.

7/10, Love the concept but the execution needs more oomph.

Next on is Chamber of Virtuoso

Another traditional chinese esque aesthetic but a bit more regal and fantastical(?)

I love the clothes here, Lava and Lin here are my favourites, Ling looks nice and Lee is Lee.

I dont really feel for anything about these designs because I'm not exactly too sure what direction it's going for, nor am I familiar with what genre exactly it's referencing. It also feels like that instead of a reimagining of these characters we're getting the same thing that we've seen from these character again when Ambience of Synesthesia is one of the biggest chances to dress up these characters in ways that they wouldn't usually dress in the game.

5/10, looks pretty but the concept bores me a bit.

And lastly, the chosen looks that got turned into skinlines, The Lost Tideline.

Just gonna look at this purely in a fashion sense and not look at the skin art because reasons.

This line is prolly the only line that matches the whole Phantom Thief theme that this year's Ambience Synesthesia is going for by trying to do the whole "Mystery on a Cruise" thing.

Irene is in a maid dress, Lumen is reimagined as this romantic rich boy almost and I like that so much, Roberta looks nice and Horn is in yet another white dress.

Yet another concept that I really like but I feel could have been pushed further. Especially with Lumen we won't be able to see him in this kinda richboi outfit so give him a bit more jewellery! Give him a fancy robe! Slick up his hair or smth idk! Turn him into the arrogant rich character who is the red herring for the murder that happened on the ship.

It felt like they held back with this one for some reason and it's a shame cus with a name like, The Lost Tideline, I would have expected some dumb fun I guess.

7/10 again, good concept, wished it was pushed further.

Overall this Ambience Synesthesia gets a 5/10 from me. The thing that was really missing for me was the cheese and camp that we got from the previous Ambiences. Like, 2022 gave us Flamebringer with a gas mask in a cyberpunk setting, Mr Nothing The Flop (Affectionate) as a serious looking general, Dream Land had our operators in gorgeous dresses and suits, and we get to see Mudrock, Phantom, Tequila and Reed doing dumb spy stuff. It had charm, it was cheesy but it was dumb fun.

And then 2023 gave us Orientalism, Black Leather Jacket Gang and Fantasy Traditional Chinese (again). The Lost TIdeline looks really good but it really felt like they held themselves back because they wanted to go for something actually serious this time ig?

I feel like the concepts weren't explored enough here and that kinda sucks cus there's some potential here.

Except for Umbra in the Sand. That should have just been binned.

Maybe I'd think differently if I see the livestream and the context and story behind these lines but rn I think it's pretty mid.

#arknights #autumnstext #Ambience Synesthesia #Ambience Synesthesia 2023 #tldr this year felt a bit mid ngl #I think I just loved 2022 AS too much LMAO #tw orientalism #or at least discussions of it

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so yeah a couple weeks ago i started playing neopets again after 13+? years. i'm over here making a discount dnd party with names like these. i kinda like it though..... my oc brain is stirring after a long, long time. like i want them to be a crew. the found family trope incarnate. ride-or-die. i have no idea what colors i want these babies to be but i'm MOTIVATED. there are so many new paint brush / colors to consider too, i am actually having a blast over here making goals to reach & learning stuff i never ever bothered with in the past.

(please join me)

ONTO THE PETS + OC BRAINSTORMING

MALFEEN thinking wraith for Malfeen, first. he's becoming my battledome pet! something badass and/or eternal looking. that's all really. eventide zafara could be ok too with some customization. he look a little too unimposing with those eyes. something about wraith though OOH i want one.

VHAMPIRR Vhampirr has GOT to change species and color, grundos gotta be the UGLIEST mfers out in neopia i'm sorry. Vhamp's gonna be the leader because i rescued him from the pound first and ngl it was exciting. teenaged sisk never found anything good while pound surfing. now i don't even know how many painted pets i've seen in there. the satisfaction is astronomical.

anyways i don't wanna be too derivative with a name like Vhampirr but then again cringe is dead, he could be some cool undead mfer. i'm thinking darigan? (once a darigan fan always a darigan fan.) there are many good species options something about darigan xweetok makes me wanna punch it (lovingly). he looks like he'd make fun of you and be camp as hell. he looks like he gets a new piecing every time he's depressed because he finds it quite bracing and rejuvenating, actually.

OAXUN Oaxun is the only pet i made from scratch, in homage to an old pet from an old account (rip). the rest are pound finds. at first i was thinking making her into a little baby eyrie. babygirl of the party who everyone dotes on, receives the chaotic parenting of the whole gang. but man i love eyries a lot & with a name like Oaxun i feel like a material color like maractite, water or relic would be soo fitting. i'm less and less attached to baby the longer i think on it tbh.

GRIMSVONTE literally just adopted this dude tonight. idk if i'll keep him but i think royalboy or something fancy like that would match the name. he could be that escort mission tag-along that you absolutely suffer through. Grimsvonte hahaha... royalboy gelert got me fucked up with the bowl cut hair. it's giving trust fund kid, Grimsvonte the 3rd... it's giving "mother father i'm off on a harrowing adventure don't look for me". idk it could be comedy gold!!

not many of the royals appeal to me although royalboy peophin is kinda hot? Hot Middle-aged Grimsvonte?? no i'm not accepting comments. just think about it.

& that's it!!! well i have a baby kougra pound rescue but *covers his ears* i don't really like him or his ugly ass name. i think i'm overly attached to baby neopets due to Nostalgia only. they're relatively cheap to get too. i don't know! can you feel the vibe of this group so far? the vision?? if i do get a baby neopet it'll prolly be a more thoughtful addition. maybe one of the above will magically turn into a single parent. like, say... baby peophin for daddy Grimsvonte? (i know you agree. you agree with me right. look at them together.)

#neopets #*crying* why was this so fun #cringe is so dead #sisk's neopets adventures

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youredreamingofroo · 10 hours

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📩 Simblr question of the day: Choose as many sims/ocs as you'd like for this question, What's something INCREDIBLY obscure and/or out-of-pocket about your sim/oc? Something that nobody (fellow sims and/or your followers and mutuals) knows 👀 (This could be things about their social skills, physicality and/or birth defects, or it could be something they vaguely remember, a dream they had that actually predicted the future, etc etc... whatever you come up with)

( p.s I'm [the SQOTD anon] planning on starting a separate SQOTD blog for these asks/questions, and I'm open for input on this :) ) ( p.p.s freely share this SQOTD around, anon or not, and use the # SQOTD ~ 💛 )

HI SQOTD ANON!! I hope you are so well, you are amazing

I'm gonna sorta blast out obscure facts for multiple OCs/Sims, when I say obscure facts, I'm gonna prolly do more behind the scenes facts and less actual character facts 😭 I'll try to squeeze some in tho

Under the cut cuz this gets LONGGG (I have so many behind the scenes facts LMAO)

For Roo: Here's a couple Behind-The-Scenes facts, I have SOO many of these for early-days roo so get ready:

[ Prior to a settled design for Roo, Roo was gonna be a Succubus woman with white fading to black hair! I still have the only drawing I made of her, but it's bad and embarrassing (mind you its like 6 years old so) LMFAOO [ Adding onto the last one, I used to go by "The Unfortunate Roo" before Roo was a separate character and when I used to call myself Roo, I also went by "The UnRootunate" which you can imagine 12 year old me was SOO proud of that... 💀 (it is clever tho so 🤷‍♂️) [ After making Roo's first design, I intended Roo to be trans! FtM- This ended up changing because I designed his younger versions and they weren't pre-transition, and instead ended up making his gender be very apparently open-ended (which you can see through his different eras where his hair progressively gets longer :P) [ I never really shared what Roo's middle name is! But to be honest, I completely forgot about the existence of his middle name LMAO Initially his middle names were "Ivory-Roland" and the idea of "Roo" for a name came from "Roland"! [ This will come as a shock... but a while ago (~1 year ago), I was actually gonna give Roo a child 👀👀 Not biological, but just a kid he adopted or something, I don't remember anything about the kid cuz I never wrote anything down

And Here's a couple "other people/sims don't know/notice this" facts:

[ This is INCREDIBLY unnoticeable, but Roo's freckles would very faintly change through the years alongside his hair and eyes changing due to Piametia!

For Virginia (Roo's mother): I've only got one Behind-The-Scenes fact for her:

[ My first name choice for her was gonna be Persephone! But I felt that it didn't fit her <:)

Putting these together but here's two name facts for Virginia (besides the persephone part) and Reese:

[ Virginia's last name was supposed to be Keith-Norman when I first made her, but have since realized it wouldn't make sense for one reason that you'll see in the next fact- Her middle name was supposed to be Jillian and... it stuck! (Virginia Jillian Norman) [ Reese's name was COMPLETELY different when I made him... "Stephen-Elijah [Eli] Jackle Florence"... Yea LMAO, this is why Keith for Virginia wouldn't make sense, and overall his name was just a chaotic mess... I decided to actually make him have no middle name! And his birth last name is Arnett, but he changed it to Norman :) (Reese Arnett -> Reese Norman)

For Jordynn (Roo's oldest sister): Once again, behind-the-scene fact :):

[ One of the first iterations of Jordynn was that she looked nothing like her parents (Virginia and Reese) and because of this, Reese got upset with Virginia and almost divorced her bec he assumed the kid wasn't his! They had a much more toxic relationship when they were being baked in the OC oven

and here's an in-universe fact:

[ She doesn't tell a lot of people this because it's not necessarily an issue, but she's deathly allergic to lavender, one whiff could put her out of commission for a LONGGG while

For Devan (Roo's only brother): behind-the-scenes fact:

[ Devan used to have british origins, and would have a very confusing accent crossed with heavy Swedish and a heavy British accent, making it very difficult for people to understand him no matter what language he spoke, I ended up changing this simply cuz I forgot :)

in-universe fact:

[ He has pierced ears! But he tends to forget to put earrings in and has had to re-pierce his ears once before

For Deliahna (Roo's second youngest sister): in-universe fact:

[ Her birthday is on Valentines Day!! <:)

And finally, Juniper (Roo's youngest sister): in-universe fact:

[ Juni is mixed! She's Hispanic and Scandinavian, and has an accent that actually ping-pongs in terms of which half is stronger, which depends on which parent she's with, if she's with Virginia, her light Swedish accent comes out, but if she's with Mateo (Her Father and Roo's step/half(?) father), her thick hispanic accent comes out, she's also fluent in Spanish and English, and knows little-to-no Swedish

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And here's a random fact about an OC that never really saw the light of day (keep in mind I was like 12-14 when I made this OC LMAO):

[ This oc's name is "Bashful", is a clown and is a quintuplet! (The other names are just [insert verb] - ful 💀)

AND last fact (sorry I keep saying and LMAO) about an OC that I plan to... eventually share 😭:

[ I have an OC named 1504 and she's made of Clay! She's one of my oldest OCs that has actually survived the OC-purge (by OC purge I just mean completely dropping all my old OCs for new ones)

#I do have in-character facts but I just love sharing the Behind-The-Scenes stuff aoshdskdjhcf #Roo #VirginiaN #ReeseN #JordynnNL #DevanN #DeliahnaN #JuniperN #SQOTD #simblr question of the day #< trying to catch up on these :P #yapping #Anonymous

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syggwolf · 23 days

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I rarely write anything big or super personal but like, I gotta get something off my chest and just sorta bitch about this.

About a month ago, I was sitting outside waiting on a ride, and across the street and down the road a little, I heard a child just... Freaking the fuck out mega style. Fear maxing. Absolutely terror pilled. Beyond normal child meltdown by at least several orders of magnitude.

So I started paying attention and listening because holyshit this is beyond the pale, and I look up and down the road, and I see there's some lady on the phone standing in her driveway on the other side of some car, and another lady walking up the street half a house away and I tune in and realize this lady on the phone is talking with 911. And what I piece together is this kid is in a tight spot, literally, as it seems he has managed to get his arm stuck inside of something tight, and it's turning purple and she's asking them to send someone out to get him out.

And I think, oh fuck that sucks, but there's nothing I can do about it. I would just complicate the situation. And I'm literally about to be like, thank god the fire department or whatever is gonna get here shortly and get the kid out and he'll prolly be fine, and right before I tune out, I hear the lady hang up the phone, start talking to the lady walking up to her, to tell her they were on the way, and then these adults start laughing, and... I realized, it was AT this kid.

And this... Tapped my brain a little, something about the way they laughed, so I stayed tuned in, and within a very short span of time, I hear these two ladies telling this kid that he is going to lose his arm, and then laughing. Like... They are literally terrorizing this kid. He is shrieking at the top of his lungs and saying he's sorry to her, and calling her mommy and I'm like, holyshit your MOM is saying that shit to you? And as far as I can tell, this wasn't some shitty attempt at parenting, like, I don't think they were doing this to really drive home that he had fucked up, I think he probably figured that out when his arm started to change colors.

No, this had a particular sort of... undercurrent, to it, that you really only pick up when you've been actually abused by a real sadist yourself. They weren't doing this for any reason other than to make shit worse, it was this casual boomer sort of thing, the sort of attitude you see a pissed off boomer level at some poor service worker when they don't get all of their nuggies or whatever. They didn't see this kid as human. And it was clearly showing because they were just taking turns telling him how they were gonna have to get a saw and cut it off and half his blood was gonna come out and they probably wouldn't even numb it, and it was gonna hurt soooo bad, and he'd need a fake hand for the rest of his life. This kid couldn't have been more than like, seven, by the way?

And I had to just sit there and marvel at this absolutely revolting casual cruelty, and then I had to thoroughly mourn the fact that I couldn't do a fucking thing about it because the house is owned, and lived in, by a fucking cop.

Like it's a well known fact that you do not fuck with this house because he is a big manly cop and his family is a cop family and you will get fucking shot for knocking on this dude's door to ask for help in the middle of the night or whatever because, apparently, that literally almost happened once according to one of my neighbors who's drunk boyfriend tried to kill her one night.

One of the signs on this place's porch, right next to the door, literally says "Give me a reason." with a picture of an assault rifle on it. They fly a blue line flag and an american flag where the stars have been replaced with guns right over the garage.

I wish I was making any of this up. I wish I could help that kid. I wish I could fucking do something. I wanted so fucking badly to walk up and tell them to leave that poor kid the fuck alone. I started filming it, but when I played it back, the audio wasn't clear enough to make any of it out and the EMT's showed up within six minutes and had this kid free in like two more. My ride showed up and I got in and we left. Because... What am I gonna do?

And now all I can think about is the fact that we absolutely fucked up tying the child protective services and the militarized law enforcement agencies together into the same system, because if I called CPS? Not only would I need to PROVE my case somehow, but I might turn that kid's life into a crapshoot where the system might destroy him even worse, and then on top of that I'd risk literally being destroyed myself because Sally Dispatch or Karen CPS agent might just be friends with these people and maybe goes to a BBQ of theirs from time to time or comes over to have a beer. They might just decide to let them in on who the busybody piece of shit is that tried to frame them for child abuse just to "let them know, so they could protect themselves".

In fact I worry I've put too many identifying details in this post already tbh. But I honestly just cannot sit on this without telling the fucking world what I saw somehow.

#tw abuse

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