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strictpunishedhubby · 11 months

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Education methods for naughty husbands

In every society there are rules. This rules must be followed, they are indispensable and they are fundamental importance, otherwise an orderly coexistence is not possible in this society. Without rules the result is chaos and that woud be the end of those society. This is how laws are created, and if these are violated, the perpetrator can expect appropriate punishment. This should be appropriate to so that the Deliquent changes his behavior positively and repents. The severity of the punishment should be such that he does not repeat his offense, even if it is only because of the fear of punishment.

The punishment of braking rules and laws for the wrongdoer is indispensabel to the smallest cell unit of society, so down to the relationship between two people! This is the only way it can function well and be maintained. In our society, the education of children has always been in the responsibility of women. They are responsible for ensuring that their children are well equipped for later life and adapt to society.

The son has been brought up by his mother, a woman, since the beginning of his life. the beginning of their lives. Some sons need a strict upbringing, others can ever let it go a bit, others can pass something. The older children become, the more sustainable and stricter they need to be punished, in order to avoid their rebelliousness and discontent, since they already know the rules. The oldest child of the wife happens to be her husband. That means it's harder for her to change and shape him positively than it was during his childhoold. That is why she has to exercise his education more strictly and consistently than with her children. The best way is she punished him like a silly, little boy, only much more stricter, particularly his corporal punishment! To embarrass him further is necessarily, so that her husband knows where his way will go in his marriage and she call the shots! The woman is mentally much stronger than a man, and she can form her husband by a strict punishment to a kind and attentive boy, as she wishes him and considers it right. Due to our society, it should, however generally be discreet in the intimate home atmosphere, especially regarding his corporal punishments! The punishment methods and measures must be determined exclusively by his wife. It is important over the course of time to practice the chastisements much more consistently, so he will get punishes by her step by step stricter. His wife know the way how to punish him, he has to accept! That the only way to have a long and good marriage.

Even today, some women have the mistaken belief her husband should call the shot within the family. However, the tasks overwhelm her hubby, because he is from his childhood accustomed to obey his mother. The methods of punishment and appropriate measures must therefore be determined exclusively by his wife, without which he has the slightest say in this, so that no doubt arise in their authority with him. Over time, her actions towards him must be steadily sharpened, mainly as regards his corporal punishment and shame. First, she makes him aware that he always has to pay the necessary respect to her. It accomplishes this by being constantly in fear of the punishments that are intended for him, which must be consistently and decisively applied to him so that they can work successfully with him! That is, he must constantly be reminded by her that every wrongdoing of him is relentlessly punished by her. An essential part of his punishment is beside his regular chastisement is his humiliation. Penalties serve to bring about an improvement in his behavior. In this way, she determines the time of his punishment (spontaneously or later), with which punishment instrument she carries it out, how long and how severe it is. Also whether and what additional punishments she has planned for him. He also has to execute every instruction of his wife without delay, without comment and with the utmost precision!

The rules he should expect should be communicated to the man from the very beginning of the relationship and should be exercised accordingly at the first opportunity. He needs to know what punishments await him for misbehavior and naughtiness, so he accepted unconditionally and above there be no more discussion in marriage! To teach the man strict obedience, and to fully subdue, it is necessary to vary its terms and to worsen over time. Education to a good husband consist of the carrying three pillars:

- humiliation - chastisements - other penalties

To his embarrassment, it is imperative that the man, even in the absence of his wife, he is always aware of his role as the to-be-punished by his wife. To achieve this goal, he has to wear female (with very few exceptions) underwear. Which underwear is most suitable?

First, here are old-fashioned knickers such as the of previously known classic fodder panties with elastics at the leg warmers recommended. The constant feeling the elastics on his legs, he is reminded of the so shameful lingerie he wears under his pants. The panties should be pink, so be recognizable as old-fashioned knickers immediately! Just by the knowledge to wear lady's panties constantly, he will make an effort to behave kindly. He then lives in constant fear that friends or acquaintances are behind the secret of his underwear and thus he is exposed to ridicule and laughter, which makes the implementation of his education for his wife much easier. As usual in the past.he also has to wear a second knickers. For example, a floret printed long-legged kickers is very good. This will support his effort to be good and obedient, much better. Therefore, the constant wearing lingerie for his necessary education is essential! This naturally includes a matching pink or colorful printed camisole.

It makes sense to him in winter and punishment tightening sometimes even in the summer to wear self-knitted wool underwear. In winter, so that he does not catch a cold so easily, especially in the summer after a severe chastisement, so that the memory of his punishment lasts longer with his butt stays hot! In addition, such a wool panties scratch on bare skin, especially on a scratched butt, he is thus excellent as an additional punishment intensifying measure!

Tearful men, and are well-almost all, should wear girls underwear frequently according to their childish behavior. This contributes even more to his shame and so much to its successful education. Believe me, any man who is dressed, ashamed very much. When he wear girlsunderwear it is important to note that his underwear looks toddler. Although this is difficult to procure adult-size, with a little skill it can changed in childish laundry. So the man can (possibly selected by the woman before) are applied to buy girls camisole and panties in size.The laundry can be dyed with textile dyes. Try to get a pink and yellow. Are childlike motifs on linen imprinted, they remain even after the obtained dyeing. One can also additionally drag a rubber band through the leg warmers in many panties, as was often the case previously. He can still colorful paint or simply provided with colorful polka dots by permanent marker, it looks very childish! Thanks to waterproof textile pencils, he can still paint them colorful or simply provided with colorful polka dots, his laundry looks so more childish!

At night, the man in need of education has to wear a Girls night shirt or a girls pajamas. Of course his underwear is tightened under! In the house, the woman also lets him wear cute girls-dress, including an additional colorful petticoat. Also short pants with his panty legs sticking out is very shameful for him and makes him more polite. In this elevator, he has the opportunity to use his time sensibly in the interests of his wife by doing his daily household chores such as cooking, washing, ironing or cleaning, or by serving his wife.

Meaningful underwear for the husband:

During the day a pink wool knickers, about a pink lining panties or a printed knickers

a pink or colorful printed camisole

woolen stockings, which are attached to garters.

As Sleepwear a pink woolen knickers over a second pink or multicolored long-legged kickers,alternatively girl panties over yellow, pink or colorful rubber pants, plus over panties, a girl nightgown or a girl terry pajamas pink or colored.

But how is the focus of his education, his necessary chastisements carried out?

At first it’s to say that chastisements should only be made on his bottom. Slaps in his face should not be used because of the risk of injury. The strokes at his bottom should be for him but always very painful! As breeding instrument come the bare hand, the wooden spoon, the carpet beater and of course the cane into consideration.

With bare hands it is only for minor offenses, mostly sporadically spanked or if it has received a very strict caning until a few hours before and a second must be postponed to the next day account of his red and blue fanny. He has to free his butt and to lay down well-behaved over the knee of his wife. Here clearly is his shame in the first place. The blows are initially easier and gradually increase until his back wobbles back and forth and takes on a red color and he starts to cry!

The wooden spoon is used for mild naughtiness of him, at first on his panties, then on his bare bottom. This picks have to be more painful for him than the spanking by hand. There should be an increase, yes!

The carpet beater it receives on each of his two panties and on at last on his bare buttocks. This punishment he receives for example with not immediate obedience to his wife's orders, or a lesser general sloppiness from him. For all other of his misconducts such as improper ironing of the laundry, poorly executed cleaning work, disobedience or rebelliousness, ignore his wife's ban on speaking, interrupt or even dare to contradict her if he whines or doesn't have inside if she tells him early arranging bed times and not getting ready for bed immediately, even if it is only 7 p.m. disobedience or rebelliousness, the cane should in principle be used!

If the cane goes into action, the man has to fetch it himself and ask for his well-deserved chastisement.His governess announces the number of intended hits. After that he must then immediately bring a stool and a large pillow, then lift his skirt or pull down his trousers and lie down on top of the stool on the pillow. The cushion fulfills the purpose that his backside is nice high for the cane beating, and blows he receives from it can be placed much more effectively. Of course, he also gets his deserved and necessary caning over the kitchen table, armchair, couch and lying over his bed!He remains lying there until, after an uncertain period of time, his wife takes the time to carry out the sentence He then has to pull his two panties tight himself, his wife steps up next to him, stretches the cane out far and slowly hits him, blow after blow. Her husband has to count every stroke and thank her for it. After the final blow, dressed or half undressed, with his trousers pulled down, he has to stand in the corner facing the wall to reflect on his transgressions.

While he is standing in the corner, he will rub naturally violently his backside and an he will cried loud. His wife should not be impressed by that! On the contrary, she should talk to him like a little, naughty boy, who he is essentially and always will be. She explained mockingly to him, how urgently necessary the chastisement is for him and he himself attributed this!

Phrases like, "Your butt needs a proper rubdown, you just get it from me and I like to make the effort to educate you to a decent husband!" or"Now you get from me so severely spanked your butt that you can not sit for the next three days!", make him not only anxious and tame, but increase the effect of the cane and thus the desired educational effect!

After a few minutes, he has to go back to his command on the stool so that she can continue with the just punishment.He pulls down his top knickers himself and receives the same number of hits as in the first round. After that he has to stand in the corner again and listen to other shameful sentences of his wife like "the same you get spanked your naked ass, that you go almost deaf and blind!".

Then she will beat up as a highlight in the last round his bare bottom, as she announced him previously. Then also need to speak her deeds so that his butt is very red and blue properly on her words! While most of us man at spankings its rear part to childlike at, in which he cries too loud and violent, or he tries to protect his bottom with his hands during the punishment, or he even dares during the punishment jumpe up, so of course, his wife has to fully disciplining him extra pick, that’s not to spare. Possibly the additional blows are made the next morning, when she had to be given him a very draconian beating. This has the advantage when he is anxious in the evening in his bed, he can to imagine exactly what it the next morning will happens to him, after having prepared breakfast for his wife! Then, when his wife comes to breakfast, he has punitive ready to lie over the stool. He pulls down his upper panties with his own hands and receives the same number of strokes as the first round. While most of us man at spank its rear part to childlike at, in which he cries too loud and violent, or he tries to protect his bottom with his hands during the punishment, or he even dares during the punishment jump, so of course, his wife has to fully disciplining him extra pick, that’s not to spare. The cane is to hand on the table for her, and she can while she has relish breakfast in between make the continuation of his necessary spanking procedure!

Grave repudiations of him, as opposed commands, illicit alcohol consumption, looking television unauthorized, etc. a weekend education is urgently needed. Depending on the severity of the misconduct of the man, he gets on Fridays, Saturdays and Sundays up to four times a day its necessary drastic caning penalties. It probably does not need to be said, that he is clothed during this weekend only in his shameful clothes!

Other penalties receive educational measures that are also applied to naughty children, such as room arrest, television prohibition, in the evening early without dinner send to bed, for a time no pocket money for him etc. Among them are also the often hated by men educational measures, minutes or even up to an hour, cornertime and facing the wall, often with his trousers and panties pulled down, and thus with his bare bottom to have to stand in the corner. Cornertime can even be done several times in succession between chastisements. There are women who think it is a waste of time. But believe me, for his sustained upbringing, it is important to give him time to reflect on his offense and thus be insightful and to repent, if only for fear of pursuing his discipline and further punishment. At the same time, during the time in the corner, he will think about how he behaved again like a little, naughty boy and realize the punishment of his wife is meaningful, right and necessary! Yes, he may even be sincerely thankful to you inwardly, and he knows it is only for the continuation of marriage, and it is out of concern and love, of you! So his love for you will be strengthened and grow. Yes, it does serve and supports his effort and desire to become a well-behaved and attentive husband. That alone is worth sending him into the corner often and for a long time! It makes perfect sense to relate the nature of the punishment to his misdeeds. So the hubby has when he comes home too late, make him ready for exactly one hour with his trousers and panties down to stand in the corner, and he has to requests on the minute to his wife ask for his caning. He has to estimate the hour in the corner accurately. For every minute that he reports to her, too early or too late, he receives 5 extra beats on his two panties, and on his bare buttocks. So he gets a better feeling sense of time!

As a rule, intended as initially mentioned, husband's strict upbringing is only to be left to his wife. Only if she has a good, discreet girlfriend, she can tell to her the educational methods. First times, however, she should divulge cautiously and say no details. But maybe her friend already suspects in his humble behavior, in which way he is constantly educated by his wife.How she applies this to her little man and how childlike he behaves! If the friend shows interest and understanding, or she acts in a similar way to her husband, she may, of course, even be active in the additional embarrassment of the man in the case of educational measures.

Important in a well functioning marriage that the husband is to exercise in self-control. An effective help is his right underwear for him. As described above reaches, the wife that best characterized by letting wearing underwear embarrassing her husband. This is achieved for example by wearing self-knitted underwear from sheep’s wool. Knitted Sheep woolens, especially when they are freshly washed, scrape the skin, especially if it has not been treated with a fabric softener. The scratching or warmth of panties, undershirts, and nightwear pose a challenge to his husband's self-control. This wash is therefore an ideal helper to consolidate and improve his self-control. He may protest against the underwear but you have to be remain firm in their attitude toward him, for solemn exhortations, sometimes even a extra spanking on his butt with the yellow stick, turn a naughty man into an obedient little boy who quickly submits to his prescribed dress code.

Best of all, the wife gets all the clothes for him, or she tells him where he has to buy the laundry, she has selected for him! He must knit his laundry under her guidance (the cane is an indispensable helper), he does not have any say in it. If the man does something naughty, he has to wear for punishment what he absolutely dislikes, how long woolen stockings, also woolen knickers that protrude under the shorts, wearing long stockings to a girdle also in the summer, of course also woolen camisoles. So brought every man become a belbehave husband.

On holiday strict punishment for him are of course particularly important so that he does not letting himself and doing everything that serves his wife's recovery. He will do his best to be especially good, not just to be less often chastised by her, but it is for him, the increased risk that other holidaymakers noticed how strong he is under the cane of his wife! Take the opportunity to apply the cane even more stringently than at home on the slightest occasion. Do they have time and leisure to optimize his education, because he is under constant control of you. With his inevitable chastisements he will control himself strongly, so that neighbors do not hear his howling and crying. That is why they must be strictly enforced! If the cane blows and his crying or whining are heard by other guests and they are asked about it, that is not tragic, on the contrary, it can only be beneficial for his education! Please tell the guests that your husband often times is very naughty and inattentive to you, and the cane is perfectly suited and necessary means of education, so he better parries. You will find approval in many cases with other wives, and many men will at least nod internally and even envy your husband!

In marriages conducted according to these rules, both the wife and the husband are in a win-win situation. The wife gets a well-bred, attentive and faithful husband for life. He receives through a strict woman the necessary guidance and structure in his life, that every man needs who has remained in his heart a little boy, and is best for him. So both are satisfied and happy! A woman who consistently applies these rules can be proud of herself, because then she has managed to educate her husband to be diligent, kind, well behaved, and obedient, and she gives her husband structure and support! Her husband will be grateful, loving and adoring her, always looking up to his wife, who leads and guides him!This essay is designed to encourage and encourage those women who believe it is right and necessary to give their friend, partner or husband the proper punishment. Always take such educational measures that make it easier for him to be docile, diligent and obedient, he knows why you act that way, and that he is not insensible to you, but his chastisement is also love for him!

In general it can be said that the behavior of the husband depends on how his wife brings him up. Cooking spoons, canes and carpet beaters, etc. are useful components for his education, in addition to the clothing chosen by the woman for the man, especially as far as his underwear is concerned, which she should definitely use and constantly apply. Her husband will then behave as she dreams. A happy wife is in the interest of both parties and strengthens the marriage! Her husband is also happy because he is used to being led and educated by his mother at home and punished accordingly by her if he was naughty.Inside, he wants his wife to treat him the same way and lead him. Leadership means inner strength and willpower and self-discipline that most men don't have enough to take responsibility. Every man loves and desires a woman who is caring for him and willingly submits to her. Also or precisely because she treats him like a cheeky little snotty boy. He knows that if he don't wantsto hear, he has to feel, and painfully so!

Of course, there are still many ways to educate the spouse to be a model boy. These thoughts are meant to be some suggestions for women who also feel it is necessary to give their boyfriend or husband the education that is right for him, so that his behavior will be what she wants and aspires to be in him.

Incidentally, punitive measures should always be adapted individually.

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onlyangle1 · 8 months

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this is so unfinished but i haven’t written in so long and after listening to the billie eilish remastered version of end of the world i needed to write this. For my invision the way they are singing is how the sound is so Y/N is billie, i know in the fic is says they and billie has a feminine voice but this is how i wrote it and im sorry if that is a problem.

THE END OF THE WORLD

The day had finally come for Luther and Sloane's wedding. The not so grand room was adorned with elegant decorations, and the few guests that consisted of the umbrella academy themselves filled the room with an air of excitement. Among them was Y/N, a close friend of the couple and a member of The Umbrella Academy. As the festivities commenced, Y/N felt a mixture of joy and nervousness, knowing that their gift to the newlyweds was about to unfold.

As the time came for Y/N's performance, they stepped onto the stage and pulled a keyboard out. Luther and Sloane's eyes sparkled with anticipation, their smiles reflecting the love that had brought them to this moment. Y/N's heart fluttered, but they took a deep breath and began to play a gentle melody.

After the introduction of the song, Y/N motioned to Five, who joined them on stage. The two shared a quick, knowing glance – a silent agreement that this moment was special not just for the couple but for them too.

Breath the air again,

its a beautiful day

i wish this moment would stay with the earth

some primal paradise

The two young looking teens looked over at each other sharing a small nod of the head to make sure the other was okay, this was a very new experience for the two and though they were with their family they had to make sure.

If the end of the world was neer

where would you choose to be?

If there was five more minutes of air

would you panic and hide

or run for your life

or stand here and spend them with me

Tears sprung to Y/Ns eyes, threatening to fall at any point but they stuck through it and carried on playing the instrument. Five had noticed their eyes glossing over and stepped a little closer and wrapping a arm around their waist hoping to comfort them in the most discreet way possible.

Between you and me

If we had five more minutes of air to breathe

And we cried through it

But you spent them with me

On our last few drags of air we agree

I was and you were happy

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AGAIN IM SO SORRY ITS NOT VERY GOOD AND TOTALLY NOT FINISHED BUT IT WAS KINDA RUSHED SOOO

ANYWAYS MWAH LOVE YA’S

#five hargreeves #five hargreeves fluff #five x reader #the umbrella academy #five hargreeves x reader #tua x reader #tua netflix

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blogofloathing · 3 months

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A loud, cheesy anthem plays as an awful stylilized OCWE appears on a black and white TV screen

"Good belated myorning folks, I am your esteemed host! Gillian Barlows Jr! And you are watching the Ocean City Watcher Éire! Hyere to bring you the latest scyoop on the people of our great city! who are they? Why are they? When are they? How do they peel their y'apples? Let's find out nyow!"

A new fangled transition effect plays as Gillian gives an overly exaggerated shocked expression.

Approaching our first interviewee, Gygan Clarks of the Ocean City Watchful Eye, but it seems he isn't particularly excited to see us haha, wonder why.

Our trusty boom man sticks the mic in his face, at which Gygan looks visibly annoyed, sheesh you'd think we killed this guys business or something.

"What do you want Gillian" he spat, frankly I'm offended he would be so rude to a reporter!

My cameraman delivers the question after a discreet go ahead sign waved in his direction

"Look unless you think apples can make coffee taste better I'm not interested," Gygan hisses, and after a short pause mutters "with a pocket knife"

And indeed if the bulge in his pocket isn't due to seeing me, he carries said weapon on him.

Let's move on from this wannabe newsman before he gets violent! You know how those types are.

Grumbling to himself, something about "fuckin' trend hopping fast news pieces of-" haha anyway!

An apple shaped transition plays, and due to formatting issues doesn't properly disappear

•••

Our next guest went up to us herself upon hearing there was a survey, so give it up for.. Simone Chekhov! Of the S.I.T Robotics department—

Somehow interrupting this audio added in post, the girl fires up a seemingly long held rant.

"Well actually it's Robotechtronics there's a very subtle but important difference in the two fields but anyway I made a machine that peels them so precisely the skin dissolves in contact with the air due to being sliced at such a thin micromascopic level that their mololcules are-" a thin homeless girl sticks a thumbs up wildly behind Simone.

The video is suddenly stopped here due to space, a cartoonish image of sad Gillian giving a thumbs down is shown onscreen for a few seconds.

•••

we're sorry to cut this short but our camera ran plumb out of juice trying to record it all haha!

Though this did little to falter her one sided rant, even as we turned our attention away from her

Moving onto the aforementioned hobo (it's good to get a perspective from the less than fortunate.)

"OOO OOO you're gonna ask me a question! Give it here!" She jumps excitedly, the words slamming into our crew much in the same way she physically rammed into my mic man in her overzealousness

The dusty girl, who we made sure didn't touch any of our equipment, had been chittering something inane at Simone when we asked, somehow able to properly talk between each other rather than over.

"I dunno I just chomp em, see?" taking a playful bite out of her sour face, leaving a toothy mark.

... the sounds of crickets chirping has been added

"Agh! Victoria!" She expleted, wiping her face off with her sleeve, "that's gross- you're gross!"

Though Victoria didn't seem too bothered, a sly little grin making its home on her spotted face.

"Hey don't pretend ya didn't like it" she slithered, at which Simone gave her a rather hard smack on the head "and there's more where that came from!" The bespectacled girl tittered haughtily.

A tinny and muffled laugh track plays, as Gillian audibly clicks a tape recorder to start and stop

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Moving on from those, shall we say interesting, characters, our boom operator caught wind of some music playing a few blocks down.

And we followed the groovy tunes to their source, coming upon quite the cello fellow!

Who is contentedly playing his instrument, my team having to remind him of the question, "oh I just slice em up with my trusty pocketknife!" Holding it up for a second before going back to ringing out the tunes.

Looks to be the same kinda knife as that.. eh I forgot his name already.

I say someone should definitely toss that guy a quarter, not me though.

Really if he can afford a cello is he actually that poor I mean cmon- ah, I've been instructed by my cameraman to stop here.

A bubble and wave crashing sound effect plays too loudly, with a chintzy fade to black transition

•••

Taking a dip per sé, we find.. someone else to ask.

Attempting to avoid being seen, the oddly slimy fellow is hiding against a wall, but seeing as his clothes aren't the exact shade and texture of bricks, "I, I don't know what an apple is? please leave me alone.." he croaks out in a froggy tone.

"Would you like to try one?" My boom operator chipperly inquires, at which the still unnamed weirdo looks even more terrified of us than before

"N-no I'm good really I.." it trailed off, guess they make hobos different these days, I can't get a read on what this guy might be on the street to beg for.

"Cmon I'll get ya a fresh one" he says again, taking a step closer to it, making the thing jump loudly.

Before running away from my team in a lurch, leaving weird wet slappy footprints in his wake.

Well that was certainly productive, why don't we heed this guys words and move on to another!

A hexagon transition with a splat sound effect, it doesn't even fully segue, cutting halfway through

•••

At the urging of my team, we reluctantly almer over to a goblin for questioning, she seemed to be dancing animatedly.. or maybe boxing with the air?

"Hi! Yes yes Hello! To apples slicing? No no, Gabby is practicing see?" It said, nearly assaulting one of my cameramen, "Gabby is champion of the box!"

a goofy swirl sound effect and then a laugh track

We don't speak creature so I have no idea what any of that meant, I'd say we get out of here before that thing gets aggressive, I've heard the stories of these kinds of monsters being dangerous!

They're lucky they don't have rights or else we'd totally sue them for emotional damages.

a spooky transition effect plays, bats flying across the screen and a very poorly done witches laugh

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As we were making our way back to the studio, my mic man caught eye of some kinda hobo living in the alley, I insisted we don't interview something like that but who listens to me around here?

Walking up to her, I'm already less than enthused about her appearance, something in her eyes wasn't like it should be, they seemed to stare directly inside of us unlike anything.

"Hello ma'am how would you say you peel-" my other cameraman began, being cut off by her wheezily trilling poem, "peel? Peeling, skin peeling wallpaper off the wall, apples falling trees cutting"

I.. wow! Okay! That is not at all what any of us were expecting, all our hairs stood violently on end.

Like looking into the den of a wounded predator about to make a strike, protecting its wounds.

She stepped closer to us, gazing through us, it felt as though she saw more than just my skin.

"Apples and oranges" it felt as though she wasn't even talking to us, despite facing our direction.

No one bothered putting a transition effect here, the camera simply cuts right to the next scene

•••

aaaaand one last questioneer today folks! As we were wrapping up and dutifully wiping down and sanitizing our stuff to get all the filth off them, a distracted old guy bumped into us, and sooooo!

"Oh! Eh uh, I mostly just eat cheese" the weirdo said emphatically before forcing us to look at a horrible mass of aged milk madness, before reassuring us that "it's Käse Brezel! The finest in the city! If ya see me come and buy so-" yeah no

Sorry sir I don't even know what language you just spoke there but I can tell it ain't somethin I'm gonna be eating, especially from someone like you

Though my crew seems oddly interested in it, I'll have to show them what real food is like I guess,

gives me an excuse to hang out with those mooks.

anywho, our final stop of the day was a nice little cheese pretzel shop, the finest in the city!

An equally loud and somehow even cheesier little outro theme plays as we fade back onto Gillian

"Well thyank you all for tyuning in this fine after nyoon, we hope we could answer all of your deep byurning questions! As always I am your esteemed host; Gillian Barlows Jr! And you have been watching the Ocean City Watcher Éire, where we catch up the scyoop and throw it to your hyoop! See y'all nyext week with our next Q: how good is the government doing right now? ( A: pyerfect!)"

#original character #original writing #shadows over loathing #west of loathing #wol #writing #oc character #sol #writers on tumblr #creative writing

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shop-cailey · 5 months

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AND - TRUE - THE - MOST - BEAUTIFUL - MARY - OF

THAT - TIME - OR - EVER - EXISTED - WHY - JOSEPH

WAS - GOING - 2 B - DISCREET - WILL - END - THEIR

ENGAGEMENT - MARY - PREGNANT - WITH CHRIST

JESUS - BUT - DREAM - TOLD - HIM - THE - FUTURE

KING - OF - KINGS - LORD - OF - LORDS - AS - GOD

PROMISED - WILL - B - BORN - HEROD - THE KING

JUST - HAD - 2 - OF - HIS - SONS - KIDS - BRUTALLY

MURDERED - HIS - SUCCESSORS - OUR - LORD

JESUS - BORN - AT - THE - RIGHT - TIME - RIGHT

PLACE - REAL - EVIL - AT - ISRAEL - COMPARED

2 - JAPAN - ALREADY - PINK - CHERRY - TREES

GORGEOUS - KOREA - OVER - 1 MILLION - YEARS

THEIR - MURDERS - NOT - LIKE - ISRAEL - AND XO

TODAY - JAPAN - OVER - 25 MILLION - YEARS AND

JESUS - WAS - BORN - OVER - 2,000 YRS - AGO -

GOREO - KINGDOM - OVER - 1,000 YEARS - AGO -

CONTINUING - HERE - INSTEAD - 2 - HUNGRY - 2 -

LINE - TOLD - 2 - MALES - 1 - SAID - YES SHARED -

TUESDAYS - 4 - 12P - WE - LINE - 4 - 1 - MEAL YES

CONTAINED - WOW - LOTS - OF - PEOPLE - TRUE

REVISED - BASICALLY - AGAIN - REVISED - THERE

IS - A - LINE - BUT - LESS - A - BUFFET - INSTEAD

LARGE - AMOUNT - OF - FOOD - DESSERTS ALSO

CAKES - MUFFINS - LOOKS - GOOD - HE - HAS - A

CHANCE - 'GO - NOW' - SO - MORE - THAN - 10 MIN

HE - GOT - BACK - 2 - BAGS - BROUGHT - UP

I - SAID - 'I - COMMANDED - AND - YOU - WENT'

REVISED - THANKS

'HAPPY - THANKSGIVING'

CONTINUING - A - FEW - DAYS - AGO - FATTY - ARMY

VETERAN - WHILE - I - WAS - SITTING - ON - CUSHION

WAITING - 4 - LIBRARY - 9:30A - HE - TRIED - 2 - TOUCH

ME - AND - BASICALLY - 2 - BAD - LAW - ABOUT - LIVE

GETTING - ON - ARMY - ILLEGAL - ABOUT - MOURNING

PERIOD - OF - AIR - FORCE - POSSIBLY - MURDERED BY

US - ARMY - SHOT - FAT - SO - PUDGY - HE - SPEAKS -

SUCH - JOY - U - WILL - LISTEN - LIKE - SCORPIO -

DEPENDS - ON - MONTH - DESPICABLE - AS THE -

EMPLOYEE - THEY - WILL - STAB - WITH - KNIFE IF

U - 'MAID' - DON'T - DO - 500 THINGS - TODAY - HE

PINOY - MALE - SPOKE - HIS - LOOKS - IF - NOT - 4

PRESIDENTS - WHY - SHOULD - HE - PAY - LIKE -

WILL - STAB - WITH - KNIFE - HE - REACHED LIKE

WILL - TOUCH - 2 - U - KNOW - FRENCH - KISS

HAVEN'T - SHOWERED - OVER - 1 YEAR - WITH

NO - CHANGE - OF - CLOTHES - WILL - TOUCH

BREASTS - CREEP - SKIN - WRINKLES - HE YES

LIKES - SAGGING - ALSO - INDIAN - CHEST

B 4 - 9:30A EDT - THEN - FINALLY - YESTERDAY

HE - DID - TOUCH - MY - L - ARM - WITH - LIKE

HAND - OR - SOMETHING - WANTED - 2 - YES

ANNOUNCE - WHERE - FOOD - IS - EVERYONE

AT - MAIN - LIBRARY - TRIED - 2 - ALSO - CHANGE

I - SAID - LOT 38 - BUT - HE - WANTED - SAY - YES

OUT - LOUD - LOT 36 - THEN - ALL - OF - A - TRUE

SUDDEN - SAID - AGAIN - EASY - INSTRUCTION

AFTER - OVER - 2 WEEKS

2ND - ST - 2ND - AVE - PARKING - LOT - THURS

5P - JUST - GO - STRAIGHT - R - SIDE - LOT 38

THEN - STRAIGHT - LOT 36 - GAVE - LIKE USED

HAND - WHAT - STRAIGHT - LOOKS - LIKE - SO

LOOKED - AT - MAIN - LIBRARY - NEAR - THE

OTHER - ELEVATOR - HE - SAID - THE - LOT

WAS - NOT - BASICALLY - WHERE - ROSS - DRESS

4 - LESS - IS - W FLAGLER ST - AND - MIAMI AVE

ARMY - HE - SAID - THAT - FAST - BECAUSE - LAW

DON'T - TELL - LANDLORD - AND - MANY - THE

EXTENT - OF - YOUR - DISABILITY - REMEMBER

CHARLIE's - ANGELS

6 FT - WHITE - GIRLS - LEARNING - DISORDER

FOOTBALL - DRAW - R - THEY - WILL - GO - LEFT

SO - QUARTERBACK - SAYS - R - SO - THE - WILL

GO - LEFT - HE - PULLED - ILLEGAL - FAST - FOR

IF - HIS - WIFE - WAS - BLIND

PLAYBOY - MAGAZINE - HE - AGENT - 25% - FOR

HER - BLIND

ME - TOLD - HIM - SSI - BLINDNESS - $914 - HE

WAS - TRYING - 2 - FIND - HOW - BLIND - I SAID

PARTIALLY - AND - STARTS - WITH - $35 - IN US

OVER - 5 MILLION - LIARS - IN - USA - THAT THEY

ARE - DISABLED - 4 - MIAMI's - LESS - THAN MIN

WAGE - WAS - $10 - NOW - $12 - SAID - BLAH BLAH

1 YEAR - 2 - RETURN - NO - RE-APPLICATION YES

NEEDED - OVER - $1,900 - EACH - MONTH - LIKE

YOU'RE - FIRED

LOST - NEW - JOB - INCOME - WEIRDO - THINKING

$35 - 2 - ME - MY - 1ST - GRANT - OVER - $13 - TAX

FREE - ALSO - I -- WAS - PROUD - HONOR - STUDENT

HONOR - ROLL - VILLAGE - CHRISTIAN - SCHOOL

SUN VALLEY - CALIFORNIA - CA

PRINCIPAL - SAID - 'SPEND - ON - ANYTHING'

'TONIGHT' - 'TOMORROW'

HAS - EXPIRATION - BUT - RENEWABLE

WHEN - I - WENT - THERE - HISPANIC - OLD

MALE - BUT - FAR - R SIDE - NEAREST - AND

ME - SO - MIAMI - RIVER - LANDMARK

LEA SALONGA - 'MULAN' - WHAT - RIVER

2 - CHOOSE - 2 - FLOW - WITH - ALSO SO

GUESS - IT's - TRUE - DID - REMEMBER HE

SAID - FINALLY - CORRECT - NO

LOT - 38 - NOT - 36

WHITE - FEDERAL - TAX - PAID - CAR

MIAMI - DADE - FUEL

ILLEGAL - HORN - GET - OUT - OF - HIS

WAY - 'HOMELESS - WEIRDOS' - TAX PAYERS 2

8TH - AMENDMENT - VIOLATED - TALED - 2 THE

ISLAMICS - THROW - AWAY - PUBLIX - FRIED -

CHICKEN - U - KNOW - CRUELTY - 2 - ANIMALS

TURN - VEGAN - WHEN - ISLAM - AGE 18

NO - EATING - AT - LEAST - JANUARY AND

INCLUDES - FRUIT - JUICES - WHY - NOT - THIN

GUESS - ISLAM - SAID - RIGHT - THING

MEANING - OFFERING - CHICKEN - 'BRIBERY'

I - SAID - PULSE - OF - NON-VIRGIN - BLK MALE

WAVE - ABOVE - MY - MILITARY - WATCH - HE &

CAR - DISAPPEAR - MEMORY - GONE - WHAT HE

SAID - 'HIPNOSIS' - FUEL - FLAMMABLE

A LA - 'IKE - TURNER' - DECEASED

BRUTALLY - BROKE - TINA's - BODY

HE - DIED - FIRST -

THEN - SHE - DIED - JUST - RECENT

WANTS - 2 - MAKE - SURE - BIBLE

'NONE - OF - HER - ENEMIES - ARE - IN -

THE - HEAVENS'

SHEOL - UNSEEN - REALM - SEES - SOME

OF - HEAVEN's - ACTIVITIES - AS - SHE's

EATING - WHILE - SPIRITUAL - WORMS ARE

GOING - THROUGH - BODIES - LAKE OF FIRE

BTS - ARMY - WHO - SAYS - 'OH' - WILL JOIN

HIM - NOW - IN - THE - NAME - OF - JESUS

CONTINUING ...

1:30P EST

2 - ISLAM - MALES - (RIGHT - PARKING - LOT)

DIDN'T - NOTICE - 1 - LEFT - RETURNED - WITH

MERCEDES - 'NO - HONKING' - OF - HORN FOR

THEY - WANT THEIR - CHICKEN AS HOMELESS

SOUTHERN CALIFORNIA - 1 HONK - OF - CAR

MUST - B - AN - EMERGENCY - 'MAKE - IT YES

GOOD' - MONETORY - FINE - COULD - ALSO B

'STEP - OUT - OF - THE - VEHICLE' - SOME

JAIL - TIME - IN - ADDITION - LAST - CENTURY

BIG - $$$$ - FINE - AND - MY - DAY - CAME AND

I - MADE - IT - COUNT - I - PRESSED - IT - IN - IN

MY - BLUE - CHEVY - USED - FR - ADOPTED

PHILIPPINE - PARENTS - SMALL - AND CUTE

DIDNT - KNOW - HOW - 2 - OPERATE - THE AC

MURDERERS - UNIVERSITY - OF - PHILIPPINES

CHILD - MURDERED - SUICIDE - KILLED - WHAT

EVER - $1 MILLION - OR - EACH - USD - TAX PH

EXEMPT - SO - THEY - HAVE - MURDERED - YES

ALSO - EVEN - OVERSEAS - SO - DURING - THE

SUMMER - MURDERED - LIKE - IN - SYDNEY

AUSTRALIA - GOT - MONEY - RIGHT - AWAY

AS - PROMISED

HONKED - HORN - 1 PUSH - DOWN - AFTER

LOS - ANGELES - IMMIGRATION - FREEWAYS

MERGING - AS - AGE 23 - ALMOST - DIED BACK

AND - FORTH - THEIR - COOL - WHITE - MALES

HELPED - ME - MAKE - IT - WON'T - FORGET

SO - USE - HORN - OF - CAR - AND - IT - DID

WORK - ALSO - ADULTS - LESS - FORGET

TRAGEDIES - FORGOT - WHAT - HAPPENED

BUT - THE - HORN - JUST - ONE - WORKED

BEAUTIFUL - NO - COLLISION - AT - LEAST

3 VEHICLES - SAN FERNANDO - VALLEY CA

JESUS - IS - LORD

'SARG' - HE - WANTS - 2 B - CALLED - I SAID

HAVE - 2 - DO - STUFF - THOUGHT - WOULD

BRING - LIKE - 150 LBS - FR - MAIN LIBRARY

FAR - AWAY - HE - WANTED - RIOT - 2 - MURDER

2 - GET - AT - LEAST - MY - AMAZON - UMBRELLA

AS - THEIR GAIN - FR - MURDER - 2 - ROB - MIAMI

SINCE - REGULAR - CLEAR - NAIL - POLISH - NOT

ACRYLICS - AS - FEMALES - WE - BLEED - SKIN

FAST - WITH - SHARPNESS - AS - I - KICK - AND

BLEED - CHINESE - SWORD - FIGHTING - HUGE

MARTIAL - ARTS - AS - CHINESE - WOMEN - OR

GIRLS - ATTACKED - CHINESE - GIRLS - AS - TO

WHO - KNOWS - FORMER - KUNG FU - WELL AS

I - FELT - ALWAYS - FIGHTING - MALES - THEN

ENDING - FEMALES - IS - EASY - KOREAN - TV

DRAMAS - THEY'RE - VEILED - ASSASSINS

GOD - SAID - 'HE - FIGHTS - OUR - BATTLES

4 - US' - 'THE - VICTORY - IS - OURS - AND HE

GOES - B4 - US - WITH - US - SURROUNDING

US' - NOW - OUR - ENEMIES - 'HIS' - AND OUR

ADVERSARIES NOW - 'HIS' - IN - JESUS' NAME

LITTLE - HAVANA - TOTAL - STRANGER - MALE

BORN - IN - USA - MORE - 333 YEARS WHO YES

DRAGGED - MALE - PINOYS - AFTER - TYING 2

SPANISH - HORSES - DRAGGED - THEM - ON

CEMENT - SIDEWALKS - 2 - BLEED - REMOVE

OF - BONE - UNTIL - THEY - SCREAM - 333 YRS

I - WASHED - BLOOD - OF - MY - FEET - BLOOD

FLOW - MAIN - LIBRARY - RESTROOM

SPANISH - SPEAKING - DEMENTED - 'SHOWERING'

SAID - WILL - HAVE - ME - ARRESTED

USE - OF - FEDERAL - TAXES - WATER

AMERICANS - HISPANICS - BLOOD - FLOW

LIKE - KITCHEN - SINK - WATER - DRIPPING

LOTS - OF - BLOOD - NIAGARA - FALLS

BRICKELL - SPORTS - LUGGAGE - 250 LBS

ARMED - ALLIED - UNIVERSAL - SECURITY

MA'M - 'U - CAN'T - SHOWER'

I - SAID - I'M - 'VOMITING'

HAITI - MALE - THEIR - PRESIDENT - 12 SHOTS

HEAD - INCLUDED - SHOT - 2 - DEATH - MIDNIGHT

ALLOWED - JUNE - BIRTHDAY - ENJOYED - 1 SHOT

WHO - HE - MARRIED - INSTEAD - OF - MAKING

HIS - PROSTITUTE - ILLEGITIMATE - KIDS

COLLEGE - SWEETHEARTS

COLLEER?

PROCEDURES - OF - $20 BILLION - MIAMI - MALL

WHERE - BREASTS - SHOWING - REVISED

U - MUST - REMOVE - YOUR - PANTY - 2 - PROVE

YOU'RE- NOT - HOMELESS

ANOTHER - HAITI - 6'3 FT

SHOOT - PHILIPPINES - 4 - THROWING - COINS

2 - POISON - THEIR - $25,000 - KOI - FISHES

EYES - OF - HAITI - SUPERVISOR - ARMED

GOING - DIFFERENT - DIRECTION

HAITI - DOLLS - HEADS - ON - TREES - NOT

BARBIE - KIDS - LOVE - CHRISTIAN - VUDU

BEST - DEFINITION - IS - IN - HAITI

THEY - WONDERED - WHY - NO - TOURISTS

GOOD - BARBIE - NOT - ON - ANY - TREE

OF - HAITI - 4 - VUDU - DOLLS

MISOGYNY - NON-VIRGIN - MALES - NO 1

NON-VIRGIN - FEMALES - KILL - KILL - KILL

BEAUTIFUL - FEMALES - YOUNG - OLD - MORE

NO - BREASTS - YOUNG - SO - LIKE - KOREA

MANY - LATE - 4 - WORK - OR - OTHER STUFF

UGLY - BREEDS - UGLY

SO - HIT - AND - RUN - IN - KOREA - SEOUL KR

UGLY - HIT - SO - WAS - FAST - IN - LEAVING

'UGLY - WAS - HIT - BY - SOMEONE'S - CAR'

HOPE - HIS - CAR - NOT - TURNING - UGLY

AFTER - HITTING - AN - UGLY - GROSS GROSS

UGLY - ON - EARTH

NO - KIDS

PLANET - EARTH - WILL - JUST - LOOK - DEAD

HAUNTING

MALE - PINOY - CHINESE - SPANISH - MOST

TOLD - ME - OVER - AND - OVER - AFTER 5A

'SAY - YOU'RE - PINOY'

SAY - YOU'RE - A - MALE

BECAUSE - BORN - IN - PHILIPPINES

ELIZABETH - TAYLOR - REALLY - BORN - THERE

4 - HER - 2 - SAY - SHE's - A - MALE

HE - SAID - U CAN'T - SAY - YOU'RE - A -

FOREIGNER - BORN - THERE - HE - WANTED

2 - SIT - ON - ME - NEXT - 2 - ME

THEN - THREW - HIS - CIGARETTE - INSIDE

ROSS - DRESS - 4 - LESS - BAG

TOLD - POLICE - SHOWED - YELLOW - BAG

HOLE - FR - CIGARETTE - NO - ONE - HELPED

FATSOS - NEEDED - 2 - GET - FOOD - FR THEIR

BAKERY - NO - CARS - HELPED

PRAYED - DEUT 28 - HURRICANE - BELTED

KILLED - ALSO - THERE - JESUS - IS - LORD

NEAR - ASIA MART

HIRED - UGLY - HIRED - PRETTY

THAT - MALE - GOES - THERE

SOLUTION

STAND - YOUR - GROUND - LAW

KATHERINE HEIGEL - PRACTICING - SHOOTING

COUNTY - HUNTER - WITH - HELP - JUST KEPT

FIRING - MANY - ON - HEART

FRENCH - OR - GERMAN - FIREARM

THIGH - APPENDIX - NO - SOUND - SHOOTING

POISONED - POISONED - AMMUNITION

BURNING - ABOVE - THEN - DISAPPEARS

BOOTS - 2 - FLY

COSTUME - REMOVING - COAT

CALVIN KLEIN

'WONDER - WOMAN'

BOOTS - 2 - FLY - CAN - B - DEADLY - KICKS

INTERNAL - BLEEDING - SO - HE - DISAPPEARED

NOW - 'WONDER - WOMAN' - AS - SHE - LEARNED

SHE - CAN - LEAP - JUMP - ON - AIR - ONE - CITY

2 - ANOTHER - NO - FLYING - NEEDED

WE - HAVE - THE - MIND - OF - CHRIST - JESUS

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Part 14- Beauty and the Freak

Birthday Boy🌶️

Mature 18+ Smut Minors DNI

Ronnie

" We don't have a lot of time Steve, he'll be back in just a second. We are still on for Saturday right?"

Steve leaned in."Yes. To my knowledge he has no idea. He is going to be shocked."

" That is the plan! " I looked over Steve's shoulder and saw Eddie walking back with Robin, his movie selection in hand. I backed up. " I'll have to call you in the morning before I go to school is that ok? That is pretty much the only time Eddie's not around."

"What about later tonight?"

" Sometimes he drops me off at home then parks down the street and sneaks in my window."

" He is like literally always around you."

" Makes it hard to be sneaky huh?" I laughed. I watched Eddie walk over and put his movie on the counter grab a box of candy." Sour patch kids? "

" What is wrong with sour patch kids? They are sour, then sweet- just like me."

He smiled his big toothy smile.

" You are the only person that buys this candy, Munson." Steve shook the box and put it back on the counter.

" What would you pick Steve?"

"M&Ms. Hands down. Popcorn and M&ms best combo ever. Sweet and salty."

" Oh Salty , just like you?" Robin laughed.

" Haha Robin." Steve shook his head.

I laughed. " Let me guess, something scary?"

" Creepy, not scary."

" You think it is soooo funny when something jumps out and scares the crap out of me."

" It makes you cuddle closer." He smiled again and put his arm around my shoulder.

" If I cuddled any closer I would be in your lap."

"Best seat in the house sweetheart."

" You guys are gross. Take your movie and disgusting candy and get out of my store!" Steve joked.

" Ok, ok we are out of here. Bye guys!" We walked out and got into the van.

Time to lay down some groundwork, " So Saturday, I was thinking maybe we could take a ride to the grand opening of that new music store, I have heard that their instrument selection is stellar, like they have everything.,I know you need new guitar strings and picks right? Then maybe we could stop and get lunch?"

" Sounds like a perfect way to spend my birthday baby." He smiled." Usually Wayne makes me my favorite dinner and we just hang out. I'm kind of bummed that he isn't going to be home this year."

" That sucks Eds ." I rubbed his knee." What do you want for your birthday dinner baby?"

" Mac and Cheese."

" I make a yummy Mac and cheese. I got you covered."

" That would be awesome, thank you princess."He smirked ." Do you remember what happened the first time you made me dinner?"

I smirked back at him." Like I could forget! We had sex for the first time ever on the counter,

for the second time in the shower, then the third time when I came out in your Hellfire club shirt. Pretty sure we would have gone for four, sleepy eyed, wild haired, raspy voice sex if you hadn't been woken up by our little nosy dysfunctional family."

" I felt totally robbed, I told Steve that. I told him that instead of a lazy morning in bed with my girl in my arms , cuddling, I wake up to frantic knocking and all of them barging into my house because Red was nosy and saw a car in the driveway. Then they had the audacity to stare at you when you came walking out. You looked fuckin smoking in nothing but my shirt and your little undies, hair all wild from sex and sleepy eyes still half closed. I didn't get a chance to fully appreciate you in that moment because I was too busy telling my friends to stop staring at you because they are perverts and don't know how to be gentlemen. I mean, I kind of get the shrimps, they had never seen a half naked girl before but Steve? Like dude, don't drool over your buddy's girlfriend. That's just good manners."

I laughed. " I thought I was going to die, the worst part was when I realized my bra was still on the kitchen floor! There is no discreet way to go over and pick it up without everyone knowing. Thank god you threw me your jacket."

" It's just that we never get to stay together over night and wake up together. I really do feel robbed that I didn't get wake up with you snuggled up to my chest or watch you sleep."

" I remember that I slept so good that night. I am a horrible sleeper too. I think it was because I just felt so comforted with you there. I don't think I tossed and turned at all."

" Maybe you were just exhausted from all the boning."

" Jesus" I shook my head and chuckled. " It is quite possible it was from the boning. You have a way with words Munson."

" It's my inventive and colorful vocabulary that keeps you coming back for more Sweetheart ." He smirked.

" I'm pretty sure it's the boning that keeps me coming back-"

He barked out a laugh" THIS is what keeps me coming back. Your sass and wit."

" I thought it was my rack."

He rubbed my leg." I love you so fucking much. I swear to god you were made for me."

" Good morning!" I said into the phone early the next morning.

" How can you be so cheerful? It's 6:00!" Steve grumbled into the phone.

" I know, I'm sorry! So surprise party Saturday, horror movie themed, I am going to take him out of town to that new music store then out to lunch- how long do you think we will need to set up?"

" We will have the kids here to help, Robin and Nancy, couple hours?"

"I know you are close with the parents, what are the chances that they would let them stay at a co- ed slumber party at Eddie's?"

" I don't think that they would be worried about the shrimps so much as they would be about us older kids hooking up."

" If it makes them feel better we can do it at my house, Mom and Bill will be home. I just want them to be able to stay, then we can truly have an all night movie marathon. I think they would love that."

" I do too. So your mom will be cool with it? "

" Im sure. We will take over the basement."

" What about Jason?"

" I will have a discussion with him. If he doesn't like it he can leave. He has a million friends, he can go to someone's house."

" Good luck with that. Oh! Robin and I found some old scary movie posters in the storage room at family video- we can use them for decorations and maybe some balloons?."

" That is awesome! We should see if we can find like, scary movie costumes too or something. Then they could wear them when they jump out and say surprise, scare the shit out of him, he would love it, and it would be payback for me, I mean he is always scaring me."

Steve laughed." I am pretty sure Max has every scary mask you could imagine , she scared the shit out of me once with a Mike Meyers one.."

" Perfect! Thank you so much for helping me with this party Steve. I really can't thank you enough. Wayne is great but I don't think Eddie really got any of this when he was a kid. I think he will love it."

" Its no problem Ronnie. I am glad to help. Eddies my friend, your my friend. It's what friends do."

" I just really appreciate it."

" So I will talk to the parents, ensure them that we will all be on our best behavior and an adult will be present."

" Awesome. I will take care of food, Eddie wants Mac and cheese for his birthday dinner so I will make a big batch , I will order pizza, we can make popcorn and I will pick up a bunch of candy. Oh, and we will pick up a birthday cake."

" I think we got it all covered."

"Perfect! I am going to let you go, I've got to finish getting ready. I will call you Saturday before we head back to the house to make sure things are all set back here. If you guys need more time I will stall."

" Hopefully we won't, but I am sure you can find ways to distract him."

" I am sure I can come up with something." I smiled to myself.

" On that note, have a good day at school. Say hey to my girls at lunch for me."

" Sure thing Harrington, you have a good day too! Bye!"

I got up early Saturday morning, every thing was prepped for Eddie's party, my mom agreed to the Sleepover and so did the other parents after hearing that she would be home. I asked her if I could borrow her car to drive Eddie around and she agreed. I grabbed her keys, the spare key to Eddie's that his Uncle gave me and headed out. When I got there I unlocked the door as quietly as possible and tiptoed back to his room, quietly shedding my clothes as I walked back until I was in nothing but undergarments. His bedroom door was cracked open so I quietly snuck in. He was passed out, sleeping on his side ,sheets partially covering his body. I could hear his deep breathing. I took a moment to appreciate his sexy body, well At least what I could see of it . His broad shoulders, muscular chest and and trim waist. It's no wonder that wanted to jump his bones every time I saw him. I carefully lifted up the cover's and slid in behind him. I draped my arm around his waist and snuggled up against his warm body. He made a little Mmmmm, noise in his sleep, I kissed his shoulder, lightly brushed his hair away and kissed his neck. He made another noise and I smiled. I wonder if he thought he was dreaming. I ran my hand down his chest, he stirred.

" Good morning birthday boy," I whispered in his ear.

He slowly rolled onto his back and smiled, " this is way better than the dream I was having." His voice was gruff and sexy from sleep.

" I thought that maybe we could make up for the morning cuddles we missed out on that morning the gang invaded." I leaned over and lightly kissed his lips, I smiled at his sleepy eyed grin." Your so fucking adorable Munson."

" This is the best birthday ever." He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me up on top of him. He rubbed a hand over his face. " Jesus fuckin Christ sweetheart, your so goddamn hot."

I smiled down at him. " I wanted to wear something I thought you would like." I am not the type of girl that usually wakes up and takes an hour to get ready but this morning I put a little more effort into it, I twisted and pinned most of my hair back except for a couple of loose curly tendrils, did a Smokey eye with some plum colored eyeshadow that I knew would make my eyes pop and that matched the lacy plum push up bra and panties that I decided to wear under my red sweater and black skirt, which were currently laying in the hallway. I topped my lips with a clear gloss knowing that there was no pint in wearing lipstick that was just going to smear off anyway. I have never been comfortable in my own skin until Eddie. I was self conscious and embarrassed and always trying to hide my curves, Eddie loves my body just the way it is and that made me confident, enough so that I bought fancy undergarments just to show off to him. This bra had my breast popping, and I knew it would drive him crazy.

" Baby you could wear absolutely nothing and I would like it, but this," he ran his finger just under the lace and against my skin." This is..." he trailed off as he pulled the guitar pick necklace out from my cleavage." I don't even have words baby. The hair, the makeup, the lace-"

" I can feel your appreciation, literally." I smirked and pushed my self off his chest and sat up. He groaned as I slowly slid my body along his boxers ,teasing . I could feel how hard he was underneath me already and it made me wet. I lightly ran my nails across his chest and saw goosebumps instantly. He sucked in a sharp breath.

" Baby your killing me here."

" Baby it's time for me to repay you for being the most giving, considerate lover in the world, always looking out for my needs, first." I leaned back down and kissed him, deeply this time pressing my body tightly to his., I nipped at his lip lightly with my teeth and he moaned again. I kissed my way down his jaw, his neck, nipped at his shoulder and got quite a reaction from that.

"Jesus Christ Princess-"

I continued trailing kisses down the middle of his chest, dipped my tongue into his bellybutton and then stopped at the waist of his boxers. I looked up at him. " Slide these off and sit on the edge of the bed for me baby? Please?"

He looked down at me, brown eyes wide. I took his hands and pulled him to sitting up position. I hopped off the bed and kneeled on the floor and patted the bed in front of me. " Best seat in the house baby." I winked. I watched him swallow hard and swing his legs to the side. I slid his boxers down and there it was. I had never given anyone a blow job before but I figured that there probably wasn't really a way to mess it up. I looked up at Eddie as ran my hands along the inside of his thighs, I watched his breathing quicken I lightly stroked his rock hard member with my hand. I watched him bite his lip, so goddamn hot. I licked my lips then slowly leaned forward eyes locked with his and slid my mouth around his cock. The noise he made was almost feral, so I kept going, slowly bobbing my head back and forth. I felt his hands move down to my head, felt his fingers in my hair. I pulled away a moment and licked the length of it and then I wrapped my hand around it and stroked. Whatever I was doing seemed to be the right thing from his reaction. When I slid my mouth around it again he groaned my name. I was so turned on.

He lightly tugged my hair." Stop baby,"

I pulled away quickly, " Am I doing something wrong?"

" No baby, " he pulled me up and sat me on his knee. " I want to be inside you. I want to cum together."

I stood up and slid off my panties then lowered my self down onto him. A moan escaped my own lips as he filled me. He kissed my throat and buried his head in my neck as he unclasped my bra and slid it down my arms. My breasts were in his mouth and his hands were on my hips as I rocked slowly back and forth taking in every inch of him.

" It feels so fucking good inside you Princess, so tight.." He breathed into my ear." Are you going to come for me?"

I bit my lip and nodded. He thrusted up as I rocked faster and I thought I was going to lose my mind.

" Open those beautiful eyes darling "

I opened my eyes and locked eyes with him as we both climaxed together. There was nothing sexier than the look on his face as he released. He reached up and took my face in his hands and kissed me, kissed me so hard that I thought I would never catch my breath, then he held me to his chest. " I love you so much baby. I fucking love you so much."

" I love you too Eddie, with all my heart." I got up off of him and snuggled up beside him on the bed. He kissed the top of my head and wrapped his comforter around us.

" That was fucking fire baby." He lifted my chin and kissed me again." Absolute fire."

I looked up at him and smiled. " It's always so good baby."

" Baby when you looked up at me, with your big beautiful eyes and licked you lips right before you- God," he smiled and ran a thumb over my lips.

I blushed. " I didn't know what I was doing."

" Baby, you knew exactly what you were doing."

" I have had butterflies all morning. "

" I'm going to have butterflies all day thinking about it."

" Really? So if I look over at you and see you with a dreamy look on your face it is because your thinking of me," I leaned in close to his ear and whispered, " with your cock in my mouth?"

He turned to face me a sexy smile on his face. " Fuck. I think we need to go wash those filthy words out of your pretty mouth. Your my dirty little angel ."

I felt my face getting hot. Taking it to a whole new level today."Hey, I think I owe you, what, nineteen birthday spankings?"

" Prefer to do the spanking." He wrapped his arms around me and threw me backwards on the bed. I laughed and tried to crawl away and as I did I felt a light smack on my ass.

" You better watch out Munson, I might start to like it." I felt him grab my legs and pull me towards him. I giggled and flailed and in two seconds he had me underneath him and arms pinned above my head. I wiggled underneath him.

He looked down at me concern on his face. " I'm not hurting you am I? Are you ok?"

" Your not hurting me. I kind of like it" I smiled and kissed him." I must warn you that I do watch a lot of wrestling, I will probably get out of this. I am not down for the count yet."

He laughed a playful look in his eye." Ok try, try to get out of this."

I bit my lip in concentration, how the hell was I going to do this.He laughed as I contemplated what to do.I wrapped my legs tightly around his waist and started moving from side to side and when I had enough momentum I rolled us right over. He looked just as shocked as I did when I pinned his arms up above his head." I'm a motherfucking ninja!"

He laughed till he couldn't breathe." I shouldn't have doubted you Sweetheart, but for a second I thought we were rolling right off this bed."

I laughed. " I did too!" I looked down at him. " So Munson, you seem to be in a very vulnerable position right now."

" It seems that I am, maybe you should take advantage of it."

I leaned down and kissed him." I suppose I should."

We lazed around after our morning shenanigans trying to kill time knowing that I wouldn't be going back to my place until 5:00 that night. I drove Eddie to the new music store and bought him some guitar picks and new strings for his birthday, he tried out a couple of sweet electric guitars while he was there, drawing in a little crowd that clapped and cheered when he was done. After that we got burgers and shakes at a cozy little diner.It made my heart full to see him so happy today, smiling, holding my hand , stealing kisses or walking with his hand in my back pocket. Just genuinely happy. I looked at my watch.4:00. I should call and see where they are at.

" Baby, I'm going to call my mom and check in with her, let her know that both her car and I are safe. You know she worries."

" Sounds good sweetheart, I'll go wait in the car, I want to check out the new patches I got for my vest. Take your time. Tell Lucy I said Hi!"

" I will!" Ran over to a phone booth and dialed my mom's number. She picked up on the second ring

."Hello?"

" Hey Mom! How's it going? The gang all there?"

" Yes, coming along nicely, everything should be ready on schedule! How are thing going with you?"

" Eddie says hi, Mom he is going to be so surprised! I think he is having a great day, he had a crowd of people cheer for him while he played at the music store. It was awesome."

" The gang is working hard, it looks great downstairs, very creepy."

" Well I will see you guys soon! Thanks again Mom for everything."

"No problem, anything for Eddie, he's such a sweet kid. See ya soon! Love ya!"

" Love ya!" I hung up than ran back to the car. Eddie was singing to himself when I got into the car.

" Hey Princess, how's Lucy?"

" She's good. She thinks you're a sweet kid. Boy do you have her fooled."

He smiled." I am sweet."

" Says the boy that slapped my ass earlier."

"Says the girl that liked it." He leaned across the center console and kissed me.

" Think you can pretend that our sexy shenanigans didn't happen when we go to my house later for dinner?"

" I promise I won't tell your mom that you're a sexual ninja." He laughed and it made me laugh. " This morning was amazing. This whole day has been amazing. Thank you for making it so special."

" I love you." I leaned forward and pressed my lips against his.

" I love you too baby. " he smiled widely

" Even when I have a filthy mouth, and almost roll you off the bed?"

" Especially when you have a filthy mouth and rough house."

I smiled . " Your really going to love me after you try my Mac and cheese."

He rubbed his hands together" I can't wait."

" Well soon enough. Sit back and relax baby." I put my hand on his thigh like he always does with me.

" I can't relax when your hand is that close to my dick."

" How do you think I feel when you rub my thigh every road-trip?"

" Does it fire you up Princess?"

" Does this fire you up?" I ran my hand further up his leg.

" Baby, I can't be walking into your moms house with a massive chub."

I blushed." Sorry Eds."

He smiled and laughed." Don't worry about it Princess. You just have that affect on me."

I drove us home taking my time, driving on all the back roads stopping to get drinks and sour patch kids for Eddie, he cranked the music and sat back smiling. It felt nice to drive him around for once, as much as I love the man his driving could be a little frightening sometimes. I looked at the clock as we pulled into the driveway, 5:15. Perfect.

We got out and Eddie took my hand and dragged me around the side of the garage. " I need one more kiss from my Angel before we go in and I have to be on my best behavior , so I'm going to make it count ." He smiled and wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me in for a very steamy kiss. When he pulled away he smiled and took my hand and we walked into the house.

My mom came running out of the kitchen big smile on her face." Happy birthday Eddie!" She pulled him into a tight hug and I smiled as I watched his reaction. He smiled and lightly pat her back.

" Thanks Lucy! And thanks for having me over for dinner. I hear Ronnie make a killer Mac and Cheese."

" She does. She is an excellent cook, she got that from me. " she beamed

" I remember that Chicken soup you sent over for me when I was sick, it was amazing."

" I'm going to go put that Mac and cheese in the oven." She kissed his cheek ," Hope you have a great birthday kid." She smiled and went into the kitchen.

He looked at me and smiled then whispered," I think your mom likes me."

" Was it the death grip hug or the kiss on the cheek that clued you in?"

" If I wasn't so in love with you I would totally make a move on your Mom."

I laughed and playfully pushed him. " Your such a dork." I took his hand. " Come on, I got you a present, I want to give it to you."

" Baby you have already made this the best birthday ever."

I dragged him down the hallway and to the basement door and opened it up." It's down here."

The room was completely dark as we went down the stairs and when we reached the bottom the lights flicked on and everyone jumped out in their scary masks." Surprise!"

Eddie jumped back in surprise, then stood there a minute taking in what was going on. The gang was all here, faces covered with Mike Meyers, Jason and Freddie Kruger masks, fake plastic knives in hand. "Happy birthday!"

" Holy shit! This is fucking awesome!" Eddie had the biggest smile on his face.

Everyone took their masks off and went over to give Eddie a hug, smiles on their faces knowing how much this meant to him. The room was decorated with movie posters and red and black streamers and balloons, it looked awesome. They had a snack table set up and in the back of the room a tv and VCR with a pile of movies. There were sleeping bags and pillows scattering the floor.

I smiled as I watched our friends laugh and talk, Dustin's hands flailing around as he chatted. They were the best group of friends anyone could ever have.

Steve walked up to me smiling." I think we pulled it off. Look at him, I don't think I have ever seen him smile so much."

" He's so happy." I smiled watching Eddie, then turned to Steve." You went above and beyond Harrington, this looks amazing. I couldn't have done this without you. I can't thank you enough." I gave him a tight hug and a kiss on the cheek.

" Well your welcome." He ran his fingers through his hair and smiled. " It was like herding cats keeping these kids on task. They get distracted so easily, then you throw fake weapons into the mix and it's total chaos. Damn kids."

" You're the best Mom ever Steve." I smiled

" I take that as a compliment you know. It's hard raising kids these days." He gestured over to Eddie." He

is particularly giddy , I can imagine that you might have had something to do with that?"

" We had a very nice day." I blushed.

" From the way he keeps looking over at you and smiling I would say it was very nice indeed." He raised his eyebrow.

" I don't kiss and tell Harrington, I'm a lady."

" I know you are. He's lucky to have you. I've known him for a while now and have never, ever seen him like this. He was letting this town get to him. Then you came into the picture, gave the kid a chance and look at him."Steve gestured to him, he was laughing at something Robin said.

" Well it helps that he has the greatest group of friends ever. I am honored that you guys took me in. I haven't had friends like you guys in forever."

" You're a part of our little dysfunctional family of outcasts and nerds." He put his arm around my shoulder.

" You ,Steve' the hair' Harrington is neither outcast or nerd so how did you get involved?"

" I am founding father of this group I will have you know, and I guess maybe I am more of a protector of the outcasts and nerds than anything."

" I see that, you are very protective of them."

" Well they aren't as strong as me so someone has to be the muscle."

I laughed." Eddie's not the muscle?"

Steve laughed." The kid is a string bean, wiry and fast I will give him that. And street smart. He would would fight for you though."

" Wouldn't want him to get hurt."

Steve looked down at me." So I have to ask, because it has always kind of been in the back of my mind, did you have a thing for Eddie before we went out on our date? Or were you really just not into me because I was using all my smoothest moves ."

I bit my lip," I think I had subconsciously had a thing for Eddie since the moment he walked into Mrs. O'Donnells class that first day of school. I just never thought I would have a shot with a guy like him. I had never gotten any attention from guys before so why would I now. Then when I started tutoring him and we started spending more time together, I developed a crush. "I looked up at him."Steve you have got the smoothest moves of any guy that I know, and it's not that I wasn't into you, you're gorgeous and charming and way out of my league. You have quite a reputation, I had never even been on a date."

" So it was already kind of there then."

" Yeah, I just didn't know it. I also couldn't believe that you even asked me out to begin with. from what I hear you were the big man on campus, I am the biggest nerd in the world."

" Dustin is the biggest nerd in the world."

" Ok so maybe I'm not the biggest nerd in the world." I smiled " You made me feel so special that night. You made me feel like I was a girl that someone could want. I don't know if that makes any sense to you or not, but it was very special to me and I won't ever forget it. "

He smiled down at me." I was your first date? First kiss?"

" Not first kiss, but best kiss I had ever had at the time."

" Until Eddie?"

" Until Eddie, but Steve it was still a very, very nice kiss. Second place best kiss ever."

" Well that makes me feel better. I just never had a chance with Mr Dungeon king or whatever stealing your heart first."

" Your my very best guy friend. And now you have Nance again, you guys are destined to be together, you have history!"

" We do, I love Nancy. I knew she wouldn't stay with Jonathan. They don't have the chemistry that we do. "

" You guys are the perfect couple."

" We were, until you guys. It's like you've been together forever. You guys are so like infatuated with each other, the way you look at each other."

As if right on cue Eddie looked over and gave me the sweetest smile then excused himself and came over.

" Deep conversation over here?"

" I am known for my intellectually stimulating conversations." Steve smiled.

" That is exactly what I think of when I think of you."

" No I was just saying that you guys are like the perfect couple. It gross and annoying but also kind of sweet."

" You know what's sweet Harrington? You helping to set all this up. It is so awesome." Eddie gave in a side hug. " Thanks dude."

" Your welcome Munson. Happy birthday. I'm going to go set up the popcorn machine I 'borrowed' from work so we are set for movie time."

"Thanks again Steve!"

Eddie slid around behind me and put his arms around my waist. " This is fucking awesome, thank you. "

" Of course baby. "

" So all night scary movie marathon?"

" The shrimps were pretty excited about it. My Mom agreed to chaperone so they could stay over. You get to sleep down here with Mike, Dustin, Lucas and Steve."

" So in other words I won't be sleeping tonight."

"Probably not." I smiled." It's good bonding time."

" it will consist of them hounding me for insight on the next D&D campaign, and them trying to get details of our love lives."

" Guys talk about that too at sleepovers?"

" These guys do. Don't worry sweetheart, I won't disclose any information."

" Your not going to tell them that I almost flipped you off the bed this morning with my sweet wrestling skills? I'm pretty proud of that move."

He laughed. " I am pretty sure if I told them that Mike would cum in his pants. The kid is has a huge crush on you."

" He doesn't say two words to me."

" It's because he's afraid I'll kill him." He laughed.

My mom opened up the door and yelled " Dinner is ready guys! Come and get it!" And then there was a rush up the stairs.

After dinner and birthday cake we returned to the basement and presented Eddie with a gift certificate to a tattoo parlor that we all pitched in for and he loved it. Then it was scary movie marathon starting with Eddie's favorite Nightmare on Elm Street , then moved on to the Halloween movies, then Friday the 13th. It was nice to have our group together in the same room. With everyone's extra curricular activities and work schedules it didn't happen very often. I was going to miss this when I leave for college so I had to soak it all in now. Everyone stayed strong until around 2:00 in the morning and we knew it was about time to part ways and go to sleep.

" Sweet dreams birthday boy." I pulled Eddie into a big hug.

" Of course they will be sweet, I'll be dreaming of you,." He smiled and kissed me. " Thank you for making this my most memorable birthday ever.”

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“𝙸 𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚑 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚖𝚢 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚖𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚎.”

Kallen James Marchand - “The Little Fox”

Hacker - The Syndicate

— BASICS

Name: Kallen Marchand

Age / D.O.B.: 27 / May 10th, 1995

Height: 5′9

Gender, Pronouns & Sexuality: Cismale, he/him, pansexual

Hometown: Atchison, Kansas

Affiliation: The Syndicate

Job position: Hacker

Education: Graduated Suma Cum Laude with a double Major in Musical Theory and Computer Science and a minor in Computer Engineering.

Relationship status: Single

Children: 0

Likes: -Comic books, Journaling, Mixology, Writing poetry, Hookups, Blanket forts, Music, Photography, Learning languages, Mythology and folklore, Spa treatments, Scavenger hunts, Riddles, Sunsets, Nighttime, Reading books to others, Lockpicking, Nature, Climbing Trees, Massages (giving or receiving), Storytelling, Tattoos, Pyrotechnics/Fire, Haunted houses, Rock climbing, Podcasts, Superheroes, Alcohol, SEX, Romantic Scenes

Dislikes: - Small Spaces, Bees, Silence, Angry male figures (especially those he sees as father figures or close companions), Spiders, Scars from experiences you’d rather forget, Escape rooms (although he is very good at them), Cleaning, Getting lost, Edible underwear, Shows that kill off their gay characters, Deadlines, Burnt coffee, Liars, Wet socks, Being talked down to, Anyone he cares about being talked down to, Thunder storms

Bad Habits: - Biting at his fingers/nail beds until they bleed, wearing his heart on his sleeve, filling silences (whether that is wanted or not), Rambling, Too trusting, Forgives too easily, Climbing trees he knows damn good and well he can't climb down, Perpetually late, Chaotic, Not dealing with stress in a healthy manner, Apologizing for everything, Impatience, Inability to sit still unless he's tied up, Not keeping things tidy, Undersleeping, Procrastinating, Starting projects without finishing

Positive traits: Charismatic, Ambitious, Loyal, Clever, Discreet

Negative traits: Loud, Hyper, Undisciplined, Prankster, Erratic

— BIOGRAPHY [TRIGGER WARNINGS: child abuse, domestic violence]

Kallen’s childhood was what some people dream of, even coming up in a small town of just over 10,000 people. His parents were well off in the area, a fact that everyone knew. His parents had money, lots of it and it was thought that Kallen was going to take over, to step into his father’s shoes and take over. But Kallen had other plans, other dreams, ones his father did not approve of in the slightest. He didn't want to sit still and pay attention to his lessons, was not interested in the slightest in taking over the family law firm and had no time to listen to anything that his father had to say. As the oldest of 3 children, Kallen was the one who was supposed to take over, allow their parents to slip off into easier roles on the corporate level - more advisor level - and shoulder the heavy lifting for the family as a whole.

Instead, Kallen distracted himself with any person that he could fall into bed with and any instrument that he could get his hands on. As a young child, he was told that under no circumstances was the racket of his attempts to learn music allowed in their home. He was to focus on his studies, focus on what his father did, and study things that held no flame to the joy that he felt with the sound of a guitar string or a good drum beat. The fact that he deviated so far from the plan his parents had for his life made his upbringing harsh, finding him locked in his bedroom and (tw: child abuse) pretty regularly screamed at, heavily disciplined in a misplaced manner, starved, and pushed aggressively into something he wanted nothing to do with. It was something that left a lasting impression on him.

As a teenager, Kallen started to act out more and more, saddled with the knowledge that he would never be the man or the son that his father had hoped for, wanted, and attempted to shape. He stashed instruments at friends' houses in order to teach himself off of YouTube videos and slept on top of journals and notebooks full of lyrics. He never intended to get on what his father called "the right path" and go into college for business - to take over - and since his father wasn't paying as close of attention as he should have once Kallen reached college ages, he immediately switched majors, going for something he knew he would enjoy - Music Theory.

He ended up doubling up with a secondary Major in Computer Science with a minor in Computer Engineering. He decided a change was in order, something to set apart the vicious tone that his father used when he spoke to his son, the sound of his name rolling from his lips like a curse, and rebuilt himself as someone that he wanted to be. Immediately - once taking on this new persona - everything changed for him. Despite his heavy course load, Kallen gained quite the reputation with his local students as the promiscuous party boy. He was known for taking a new person to bed at least a few times a week, always knowing where the next frat get together was, and had every hookup needed for any sourced out drugs you could possibly want. This is where his life of crime began.

It started small, as most things do, just a go between for a few drug deals, nothing serious. Until he was asked for slightly bigger things... change my test score in the system, find out when the next test was, get the answers for them. From there, he moved out into hacking into illicit systems for quick cash, something to get him by. He managed to push himself through college scraping together cash from underground - or behind the screen - work with people that could never be named, people that should have been avoided at all costs. Everything he learned in classes was twisted and distorted with his own learnings at home through countless hours of research and playing with different tactics. What his teachers thought was a great set up for a job in the government soon turned into something much darker.

As soon as he walked across the stage, with the status of Valedictorian for his class, with his father in the stands - chest puffed in pride that his son was finally doing as he was told - he knew there was no turning back. The anger was immediate, the disowning was lightening fast, and Kallen found himself with nothing but the clothes on his back, the things his mother smuggled out of his room to him, and the money she snuck into his savings but no plan.

After the disaster that was his graduation and subsequent disowning, Kallen used what money he did have to travel, bouncing from town to town to avoid being found by his "family" until he was sure the eyes were off of his back. He settled in a town just outside of Atlanta, Georgia where he was hoping to pursue his big dream - singing. When he noticed things weren’t going to pick up and that persistence was getting him more pushback than it was give, Kallen had no choice but to turn back to what he knew would earn him money. Hacking came to him as easy as a second skin, another mask to slip on and hide from the world.

After many failed attempts to get an audience, to get any farther than nasty hole-in-the-wall bars that didn't appreciate the twist he like to give to new age music and definitely weren't a fan of his actual self-written songs, he landed eyes on a man that he was sure was going to be his conquest of the night. A conquest turned into a multi-night hookup which eventually developed into a relationship.

At first, nothing could get better. The man was attentive, listened to Kallen’s limits, to the things he liked and followed them like a creed, never once overstepping any boundaries put into place. But, soon enough, Kallen - being the person he was - came to be too much. (tw: domestic violence) It started small, the things that normal people would see as red flags and things Kallen - with his upbringing being as it was- should have immediately ran the other way from, but love, as blinding as it is, made excuses for it. The relationship dropped into darker waters, turning toxic and volatile, more boundaries being crossed than respected and violence amping up until it wasn't only the wall that was meeting the end of the man’s fist. It took a very good friend that Kallen made through his bar hopping to extract him from the situation and set him out on the run once more. By the time he had reached the ripe age of 26, Kallen had enough of running. He made it as far north as he was willing to go, wrapping himself fully into the bright cultures and musical genius that came with New York.

Once more, Kallen faced a cruel, unforgiving city with no appreciation for what he brought to the table, no real breaks given to someone that didn’t conform to the mainstream of music people were used to listening to. There was no where to call home, the streets were his only solace, and he finally had no choice but to dip into the pity money his mother had squirreled away for him all of those years ago. Once he had his base set up in a run down apartment, Kallen got to work on website after website, scrolling until his eyes hurt on pages most normal civilians never did get to see. The Dark Web was his home, a place where he was a faceless warrior and he could get things done.

That was, until he stumbled across the wrong contract, hacked into the wrong system, and the worst eyes in the city turned on him. Truly, it was his own fault, he should have been more careful about precisely which lines of code he was fooling with. He was too new to the city to know much about the names to worry about and which lines to not cross. A job was a job, money was money, and Kallen could give a shit less about more than that. Until he found out he had managed to crack into a system alongside the group known as the Syndicate, a mission they had already set out for someone, something they had been chipping away at slowly for months had taken him all of 30 minutes and two Red Bulls to get into.

He was recruited through cheeky lines of code shared back and forth between the street hacker they had tried out, someone who had failed miserably to hack away at his own fortress of protection on his computer. He had impressed a higher up with his skill and the finesse at which he was in and out of the system with the money they had been trying to get for all of the time. Knowing he was running out of his backup plan of money and that at the very least, this was something Kallen was good at, he went without complaint, accepting a position on the payroll and quickly becoming one of the top computer whizzes in the organization. His silent, fast, brutal attacks to anyone’s systems paired with his energetic, peppy attitude earned him the nickname Little Fox across forums city wide.

He now signs off the last line of code for each of his jobs with a small fox emoji.

— POSSIBLE CONNECTIONS

Previous Employers - Muns that would have hired Kallen previously for any sort of job

Fans - People that may have stumbled across him playing at a bar and appreciated his music

Friends - He may be new in town but people are his favorite thing in the world

Casual Hook-Ups - listen..... he a hoe, let’s get his [redacted] wet.

“Work” Partners - someone he works with often enough to build up a rapport

Anything else! he’s open to any sort of connection, let’s talk about it!

#wb.intro

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Swallowing The Night

"It's all coming to a head...isn't it?"

@intergalacticxmisfits 👀👀👀

"Did you hear? About all that blood found on the beach this morning?"

Kai's pen screeches to a halt, the writing instrument slashing a dark line across the parchment. Blood? Had he heard that correctly? He strains his ears further, zoning in with his siren senses.

"Yeah! Oh my god, that sounded so scary. Apparently it wasn't a little bit, it was a LOT. Covered some of the rocks nearby, too."

"Damn, some real scary shit going on around here. You hear about all those tourists going missing, too?"

Kai's blood runs cold.

He stops listening for fear of hearing anymore of those uncanny coincidences, all of them pointing to the only logical explanation: more of his people. On land.

Hunting him.

Trying to be as discreet as possible, the siren gathers all of the paperwork he had amassed on the small coffee table, shoving it down into his backpack. No time for organization, he'd have to do that some other time. For now, it was imperative, no NECESSARY, to return to his dorm and warn Minjae.

Their lives depended on it.

Just when Kai had swooped both straps of his backpack over his shoulders and was about to walk out of the cafe, a pair of figures stops him in his tracks, forcing him to practically sprint back inside, hiding behind one of the farthest tables.

No way, it couldn't be.

Kai carefully peeks up from the marble table, knuckles turning a pale white. He sucks in a breath, dark irises wide as his eyes land on the incoming figure.

Pristine complexion, porcelain skin, blood red lips, eyes as dark as Kai's...these were sirens. And not just any sirens—REGAL sirens. The kind of sirens that assisted only the Representative, who were faithful only to him or her.

They swept the cafe scene, piercing eyes taking in the human filth seated at the tables, behind the bar, their dull eyes gazing at them curiously. By Poseidon's grace, they manage to miss Kai altogether, the latter's body concealed by the table.

Rather than ordering, they simply turn and exit, taking long strides away from the establishment and to another building nearby.

Kai swears under his breath.

If they were here...

Then so was he.

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"Wakey-wakey bitch!"

A resounding CRACK sounds as the hunter's fist connects with Eli's jaw, forcefully waking the siren. The siren grits his teeth in response, a sharp pain now flaring in his left cheek. His vision is momentarily reeling, trying to center when he is met, again, with a fist to his other cheek.

A grunt of pain rumbles up from his chest, now both of his cheeks profusely red. "Human scum!" he retaliates, gritting his teeth.

"That's enough, Dimitri. I think he's awake now."

"Y'sure, Evelyn?" a gruff voice asks, the one connected to the fists. "This fishface looks like he could use another round of—"

"We need him to talk, dumbass. I'm sure he won't be able to without his jaw," responds the other, more familiar voice.

Fist-man grumbles in return, something about 'doesn't really need his jaw,' before stepping back. Eli takes this chance to spit out a glob of dark blood, slowly rolling his shoulders as he begins to assess his situation.

Wrists and ankles bound, not good. Waist taped to this chair, also not good. From what he can see in this semi-dark room, there is not an inch of water in sight.

Definitely not good.

"Over here, handsome," says the familiar voice, forcing Eli's vision to the center of the room.

There, standing with arms crossed, is the supple blonde from the bar. The one with the nice singing voice, who, now that Eli is more fully aware, was the same one that towered over him when he was slipping into unconsciousness.

"Sorry, had to wake you up some way. I mean, I dunno what shit Mercury put in your drink but it was more than what we paid for," the woman explains, shrugging to herself. "But, hey, welcome to the party! Now we can get started!"

She steps closer, pulling a chair of the darkness and setting it in front of Eli, flipping it around so the back is facing him and she can straddle the chair. Now in better light, Eli can more easily see her facial features, definitely more...attractive than the average human, more than what he's seen, but there's that dark spark in her eyes.

Eerily similar to that of his kind.

"Wow, I swear, you might be one of the prettiest ones we've caught. Your healing is a lot quicker, too," she muses, running a finger down Eli's cheek. An inward shiver travels down Eli's spine as he sets his jaw, staring defiantly at the woman. Normally, he would reel back in disgust because of humans, especially when their leathery, sweaty skin graced his own.

But this one is different.

Despite his best efforts, he can't help but be entranced at the way her skin feels soft, inviting even. And that only angers him more, his gaze now seething.

"Evelyn," Dimitri warns. "Stop playing with the shithead, we're short on time."

"Relax, will ya? We have plenty of time," she says, smiling slyly at Eli. "Because you'll help us, right?"

Eli remained silent.

"Oh, right! If you didn't already hear, this is Dimitri," she gestures to the beefy man in the shadows, his fists clenched. "And I'm Evelyn, but you can call me Eve. What's your name?"

Eli hesitates, Eve's soft hand now trailing along his neck. He couldn't give his name, that would be playing right into their trap. Of course, he already guessed that they were hunters. Why else would humans want to capture a siren? He tipped his head back in defiance, instead continuing to look straight into Eve's eyes.

“Hmm, well that’s ok, I’ll call you pretty boy in the meantime,” she giggles, momentarily breaking eye contact to extend her hand out to Dimitri. “I’m guessing you’re one of the important sirens, right? Judging by this, it looks like you’re a border siren, to be specific.” She holds out a long sash, decorated with runes and embedded with igneous rock. “They only give these out to border sirens, from the last ones we’ve captured. But you never come out this far on land. So, tell me, why were you sent out here?”

A whirlpool of reasons circle through Eli’s mind, the stark image of Kai popping at the forefront. Oh, curses. Kai. He was in danger. Eli had to get out of this, he had to get to his brother! Their lives were at stake!!

That sense of danger must’ve slipped through his eyes, because Eve’s eyebrows raised just then. “Ah, ok, I see pretty boy. Must be something urgent, then. What is it? Rogue siren? Naughty human? You can tell us. Well, you can tell me,” she smiles, curling her hair with a singular finger.

“No.”

“Oh! He finally speaks!” Eve almost claps, swinging her legs on the chair. “And you can’t just say no, pretty boy. You gotta answer or else—” her eyes swing to Dimitri, who was now looming closer. “He’s gonna do some things that I won’t be able to control.”

“Answer her,” Dimitri threatens, cracking his knuckles.

“Burn in hell,” Eli seethes. “BOTH of you.”

“You motherfu—”

“DIMITRI,” Eve yells, sending a hardened gaze at the man. “Sorry, pretty boy, try one more time.”

Eli struggles, tugging at his restraints. “May you both drown in the deepest cavern and get swallowed by our very kind!”

Eve sighs. “Man, why’d you have to ruin the mood? And we were doing so well! Dimitri, guess we gotta—”

“Eve!”

Another woman came bursting through a door, her breaths coming in rapidly. She looked disheveled, a notable sheen of sweat on her features. “There’s more of them.”

“What? Where?” Eve asks, immediately standing up from her chair.

“There’s been reports of blood, lots of it, by the CAU campus’ main beach,” says the disheveled woman. “And there’s an entire group of tourists missing.”

“Holy shit,” Eve mutters, turning back to Eli. “You guys are sure busy, huh? Dimitri, follow Atta to the scene. I’m gonna stay back with pretty boy here, see what else I can get.”

“But—”

“That’s an order, Dimitri. Don’t make me tell you twice,” Eve commands, her gaze not moving from Eli. For some strange reason, Eli found Eve’s power to be quite...respectable. Intimidating, yes, but, once again, very similar to the way his people spoke.

Dimitri grunted in response, nodding once before leaving with Atta, slamming the door behind him. Eve crosses her arms across her chest, turning back to Eli.

“Ok, we’re gonna try this again. And this time, you gotta work with me here,” Eve says, plopping back down on her seat and scooting closer, hazel hues now contrasting against his. “Now tell me why you’re here pretty boy. Or should I say—” she grabs a fistful of his hair and pulls him forward, just an inch from her lips. “Eli?”

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“It’s special ice cream. Don’t ask where it’s from,” Luna takes a lick from her own ice pop, the blue color staining her lips and tongue. She stares curiously at Adrian and his own red ice pop, equally marking his own mouth. She refuses to answer his question about how she had magically produced these ice pops, mostly because she hadn’t exactly produced them in a conventional way. To be brief, their blue and red Gatorades had met an icy demise at her hands.

She walks side by side with her (arguably) friend, strolling leisurely on the CAU campus. It had been a rather rough week for her: exams, projects, typical university shit. Not to mention the weirdos that kept popping up out of nowhere. And not the usual weirdos. Like weird, fucking weirdos. The kind that made your skin crawl and made you wanna freeze their asses then and there. Luna’s seen a handful of them already around campus and has vehemently avoided every single one.

Well, almost.

As they come up to round a corner of the pathway, Luna slams straight into a solid body, almost knocking herself back.

"Holy—hey, watch where you're fucking going!" she growls, using Adrian to help her stand straight.

The asshole stares back at her, his eyes wide and suddenly filled with anger.

“How dare you address me that way, human scum?” He seethes, fists curled. “You shall regret having ever breathed on this earth.”

“Fuck you, shithead! You can’t talk to ME like that,” Luna spits back, already feeling ice crawling up her wrists. However, just before she has a chance to do anything, she feels a light tap on her shoulder. Turning, she locks eyes with Adrian, stormy blue on temperate brown.

Huffing, Luna makes the ice dissolve back into her skin, glaring back at the shithead. “You’re a waste of my fucking time, anyway. Come on, Adrian.” Adrian, the ever so neutral guy, still working on his ice pop, follows Luna’s steps around the asshole, her throwing a middle finger at the latter before rounding another corner.

Fucking weirdo.

***********************

“Waste of time?? Why I NEVER—” Paris seethes to himself, glaring back at the white haired woman. The GALL that this mere human were to call him, the Representative, so many obscenities was practically preposterous. Why, had it not been for the multitude of humans on this campus, he would have sliced her up and fed her to the sharks. In no manner would he have allowed himself to consume such filth.

And that man beside her...

No, that was out of the question.

In no manner would a mer be out and about with a human. All of them were in their own coves, being scared into obedience by his kind. The slightest possibility of one of them slipping through and assimilating with a lesser species made his skin crawl.

Then again, the red-haired man didn’t seem all mer either.

He’d have to investigate that later.

For now, he sets his eyes on the dormitories.

He was to pay a certain human a surprise visit.

**************************

“Minjae! Minjae!” Kai’s voice echoes through the empty, dorm hallways, his feet sprinting up the stairway connecting them all.

He had to get to their room. No, he NEEDED to get to their room. There was no time to lose. He’d seen too many of them in the short time he had snuck out of the cafe and rushed to the dorms. Everywhere—sirens. His own people, dominating every corner of the campus. It was like no other student had ever been present at the university.

And that could only mean...

He races up the stairs even faster, willing his human body to go as fast as his tail would in the water. The lack of noise through the building sends his senses haywire, goosebumps crawling over his flesh. A light sheen of sweat coats his skin, making him lose his grip on the railing a few times already.

He bursts through the door of their entryway, continuing to shout, “Minjae!,” as he approaches their door. His vision was so focused on their door that he almost, ALMOST, misses the ajar door of their roommates across the hall.

His fist stops in midair at their door, dark eyes staring blankly at the faded paint of their door. He takes a shaky breath and a gulp, turning in place. Where the door of Maddy and Cody’s room would be, one of the hinges had been broken, the door hanging in an awkward, leaning position. Inside...

“...Maddy?”

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[cis-female and she/her] Welcome to Aurora Bay, [BARBARA “BOBBI” JENKINS]! I couldn’t help but notice you look an awful lot like [ELIZABETH GILLIES]. You must be the [TWENTY-EIGHT] year old [CASHIER AT SWEET NOTHINGS BAKERY]. Word is you’re [BOLD] but can also be a bit [HEDONISTIC] and your favorite song is [BLESSED BE BY SPIRITBOX]. I also heard you’ll be staying in [AURORA BAY DRIVE]. I’m sure you’ll love it!

The Basics

Name: Barbara Mae Jenkins Nickname: Bobbi or BJ Birthday: June 15 Zodiac: Gemini Age: 27 Hometown: Sumter, SC Gender: Cis woman Pronouns: She/Her/Hers Sexual Orientation: Pansexual Romantic Orientation: Panromantic

Deeper Dive

Alignment: chaotic neutral Myers-Briggs: INTJ (the architect) Positive Traits: Affectionate, Bold, Decisive, Discreet, Flirtatious, Meticulous, Uninhibited Negative Traits: Catty, Impatient, Hedonistic, Mischievous, Oversensitive, Vain, Hobbies: solving sudoku puzzles, sketching, painting (watercolor specifically), singing, makeup, nail art

The Important Stuff

TWs: Religion, Bullying, Violence, Cheating Born to Allen and Miranda Jenkins, Bobbi grew up in a very devout Christian household. She was expected to participate in any and every church activity, serve, and be the good little Christian girl her parents were trying to shape her into being. And, at first, they’d been mostly successful. It certainly helped their cause to keep her mostly isolated and sheltered, even when she started going to public school (homeschooling wasn’t really an option as both parents were far too busy to actually put in the effort to ensure she’d study and do school. They’d tried. It just didn’t really work out. They were not pleased with the fact they had to send their precious gift from God to the cesspool that was public school. *sniffle sniffle*)

Anyways!

Bobbi had been so sheltered, she wasn’t even allowed to have friends over. Her childhood was rather… lonely. School, church, learn how to play a musical instrument or two (for the benefit of the church, of course) and art were the only ways she could entertain herself. Especially since she was an only child. The youth and the choir group she was forced to be a part of at her church weren’t really good company, either. They had, after all, values and beliefs that she could not really relate to. And while she enjoy singing, and certainly had a talent and passion for it, being forced to do it sucked the fun out of it, making her want to simply just drop it all together.

To make matters worse, she learned at a young age just how cruel children could be. With the unfortunate initials her name gave her as well as just how religious her parents were, she quickly became the target for bullying. Harmless and name calling at first, it wasn’t THAT big of a deal. Sure, it hurt a heck of a lot, but you know that saying. Stick and stones and all. She could tough it out. Words were just that. Words.

Until it wasn’t just words anymore. After it had become physical, Bobbi sort of.. lost it. She could handle the words and lewd comments thrown her way. But the moment someone laid hands on her? It only took a few times from her coming home with bruises and her clothes bloodied before she started to stand up for herself and fight back. And fight back she did. While she didn’t win most of the fights, she fought back enough that eventually she garnered the reputation of “don’t fuck with that bitch”.

The bullying slowed down tremendously after that. Bobbi even started making some friends. One girl in particular. They simply just clicked. It wasn’t until high school started did this girl express feelings for Bobbi, and Bobbi… She returned them with a kiss. Of course, it was difficult to pursue a romantic relationship when one was hardly allowed to do anything but school or church. Relationships are hard enough on their own without that little hiccup. The two tried to make it work as best they could, but eventually, the two decided that their relationship would be better suited to be more platonic.

Graduation rolled around, and now that Bobbi was eighteen, she had given herself a bit more new found freedom. She was an adult now, and legally, her parents couldn’t keep her from doing what she wanted. They didn’t like it, and made it very known that they didn’t like it. There were nights where their “overly rebellious child” had been locked out of the house. Bobbi had finally had enough and made the decision to move out. A bit of a rash decision, as she had no plan, no job, no where else to go. Luckily, her friend’s parents offered her a bed just until she was able to get on her feet.

Bobbi got a job and saved up for an apartment and went to cosmetology school. What would she do with this newfound freedom? It was almost overwhelming, and yet, it was also overshadowed by her parents still trying to control her life, even from afar. She eventually moved to a small town in California called Aurora Bay when she was twenty one, as far away from home as she could possibly be without actually moving out of the country. It was weird, being in a new state, knowing absolutely no one. It was.. Lonely. But, Bobbi made a few friends as well as met a really cute guy. They hit it off, clicking with one another well enough. Bobbi had asked him if he was comfortable being in an open relationship once things got a bit more serious between them, as she was poly, but he had said no. She could respect that, and the two eventually became exclusive. It was good. Great, even. She was so ecstatic when he had proposed, so happy. It wasn’t until it was a week before their wedding date did it all come crashing down, when she’d come home early and found that he was in bed with another woman. She was rightfully upset. After all, how could he do that to her?! Especially after she had asked him if they wanted to also see other people and he said no. And so she left without saying a word. A few days later, a friend she made in Aurora had decided that they’d go drinking. Because they were both “young” and “hot” and “fuck that guy” and “find someone else to help you forget about him for the night”. And it seemed to work. At least until the woman her fiance had been seeing walked into the bar. In a drunken rage, Bobbi did the only thing that made sense: she started a fight with the woman. After all, she was a home-wrecker. She was just. As. Bad.

Only.. she wasn’t. It wasn’t until later did Bobbi learn that the woman had no idea that she’d been sleeping with a taken man. A fact that still brings guilt to Bobbi to this day. She’d been arrested for the assault and was charged with misdemeanor aggravated assault. She was slapped with a fine and a six month jail sentence. She did her time, paid her dues, and has been out of jail for a few months now, having moved into her friend’s house. Just until she can pick back up where she left off. She’s even trying her hand at being in a band, even offering her talent at singing when it’s been needed.

@aurorabayaesthetic

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Casio PX-S1100 vs Roland FP10 | Digital Piano Review & Comparison

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When the Roland FP10 digital piano hit the market a few years back it was almost instantly dubbed a ‘category killer’ due to its high-quality piano sound, and most importantly, due to the presence of the Roland PHA4 action.

The Casio PX-S1000 quickly became a great challenger due to its own unique value proposition (while the PX-S3000 was a huge hit in the next price point up), and the Casio Privia PX-S1100 seems poised to keep the battle going.

With that in mind, we’ll be comparing these two super popular, value-packed entry-level portable digital pianos that happen to remain among the most interesting match-ups in the class.

Let’s get into it.

Casio PX-S1100 vs Roland FP10 - Background

The PX-S1100 arrived fairly recently with the PX-S3100 Privia digital piano so we’ve been putting it through its paces and comparing it to other popular models in the same price range and class. We recently compared it to the Yamaha P-125 which was a very interesting look, so the Roland FP10 is next on our list.

This is also undoubtedly an interesting comparison, especially since the focus of these two instruments is a little bit different. Where the Roland FP10 is very much offered as an inexpensive practice instrument with a great tone and action but stripped-down features, the PX-S1100 is a little bit more versatile, and with discreet line outputs plus battery operation and a super slim cabinet, the S1100 is more equipped to serve as a gigging piano.

This is the general orientation of each of these pianos - the FP10 is very piano-centric, while the S1100 is more versatile and capable of being used as a gigging piano. With that important distinction out of the way, let’s get into the sound.

Digital Piano Sound Comparison

An enjoyable sound is so critical to the enjoyment of just about any instrument. If you can't connect with an instrument’s sound, it's going to be tough to connect with the instrument as a whole. When it comes to pianos, a weighted key action is also quite critical, and some would argue it’s actually more critical, but we’ll start here by comparing everything sound related between these two pianos. When considering the best digital piano tone generators on instruments available for under $1,000 CAD, we’re looking at two of the most sophisticated options in the class here, especially with regard to the acoustic piano sound.

Roland’s SuperNATURAL Piano Sound Engine

The FP10 is equipped with Roland’s SuperNATURAL sound engine. While this is a somewhat stripped-down version of the engine and does not possess the new higher-powered BMC chip featured in the FP-X instruments, this is still a very good sound engine with expressive sound.

In fact, even though the FP10 isn’t supposed to have compatibility with Roland's piano designer, at least at the time of this review we’re still able to connect the FP-10 to the Piano Designer and access all sorts of parameters that are lurking under the hood of Roland’s SuperNATURAL Piano engine.

With Piano Designer, you’re able to edit things like the lid height, damper resonance, string resonance, hammer noise and more.

Polyphony isn’t crazy, but it’s solid at 96 notes. Considering that the FP-10 is built for solo piano playing, 96 notes is more than enough.

Casio’s Multi-Dimensional Morphing AiR Sound Source

The PX-S1100bk is equipped with Casio’s Multi-Dimensional Morphing AiR Sound Source, and this has consistently been a well-reviewed since it first started appearing in Casio models a few years ago.

Via the new Casio Music App for iOS and Android, which replaces the Chordana Play App, you’re also able to edit various sound-related parameters. The S1100 also offers onboard control of Hall Simulators (reverbs) and a Surround Sound feature.

Polyphony is quite robust here at 192 notes meaning the S1100 is powerful enough to get into some serious layering and even arranging.

How does the Playing Experience Compare?

The default grand piano sound on the S1100 is very dynamic (much more dynamic than is typical in this class), and you have a lot of variety in terms of the tonal palette, from soft to loud.

The musical experience is also quite nice over on the FP-10, but we are hearing more tonal variety on the S1100. The dynamic range is also very nice on the FP-10, but again, we’d give the nod to the S1100 here overall as well.

To harken back to our first point regarding the importance of a good sound for one’s enjoyment of a given instrument, both pianos get a thumbs up here, whether you’re a beginner or a more experienced player.

Onboard Speaker System

One big surprise when getting these two digital pianos side by side was how well the FP-10 speakers actually stack up against the S1100.

The S1100 is using a dual downward-facing system with 16 watts of amplifier power and a pair of tone ports so your ear can get some direct sound.

The FP-10 is also using a downward-facing dual speaker system, but with no tone ports and only 12 watts of power. That being said, in some ways, we think the FP-10 is actually producing more bass response despite its lower-rated power output.

There is definitely a little bit more clarity and detail coming out of the S1100, but in terms of the overall depth of sound, the FP-10 more than holds its own.

Other Sounds

In terms of the non-acoustic piano sounds, we have a similar quantity of total presets here 15 on the FP-10 and 18 on the PX-S1100.

All of the basic tones that you'll need in any basic professional setting or even to have some fun with at home are covered, such as electric pianos, organs, strings and synths.

In general, the FP-10’s non-piano sounds are a little bit stronger across the board, especially with regard to the organ sound, but overall the total offerings here are quite similar.

Sound Wrap Up

When it comes to the core piano sound, as we often say at Merriam Pianos, it’s going to come down to a matter of personal preference. That said, we are hearing more tonal variety out of the S1100, and a slightly greater dynamic range.

The speaker trade-off is a better bass presence on the FP-10 despite less amplifier power, but slightly better clarity and overall detail on the S1100.

Lastly, while the range of sounds is pretty close on both the FP-10 and S1100, the non-piano tones are slightly better on the FP10.

Digital Piano Action Comparison

Roland’s PHA4 Standard Keyboard Action

Given that the FP-10 has been out for several years now, there are people that might be thinking that the FP-10 is yesterday's news and doesn’t currently stack up to some of the newer models from the likes of Casio, Kawai, or even Roland itself with the newer FP-30X.

Here’s the big reason why this would be sorely mistaken and why the FP-10 is still 100% relevant - the presence of the PHA4 action. Roland uses this action in many of their digital pianos right up to about the $2,000 price point, so the fact that it can be had in the FP-10 for significantly less money is huge.

This is a very capable and well-regarded action with triple sensor key detection, escapement and textured key tops- features generally not seen on actions available at this price point. The piano touch sensitivity is also adjustable to accommodate different playing styles.

If action is your top priority, you simply can’t beat the PHA-4 action at this price point, and this alone makes the FP-10 an extremely compelling option for many.

Casio’s Smart Scaled Hammer Action Keyboard

Looking over at the S1100’s Smart Scaled Hammer Action Keyboard, we certainly have some nice things to say about this action as well. The mechanical key action sound is actually a bit quieter on this action compared to the PHA4, and this is probably due to an increased level of key cushioning.

Now, it’s important to note that this is a very compact action, and this was a conscious choice by Casio in order to accommodate the incredibly slim cabinet of the PX-S1100. Basically, this means they had to shorten the pivot length below the norm to fit the action into such a slim case.

This also means that the Smart Scaled action is using a dual sensor, and does not feature any escapement. While there is a nice texture on the keys, all in all, the PHA4 action is undoubtedly a better key action, both on paper and in practice.

That said, we would still put the Smart Scaled action ahead of some others in the class, such as Yamaha’s GHS action (featured in the Yamaha P-45 and P-125) and Korg’s Natural Weighted Hammer Action.

Action Wrap Up

The action question here really comes down to this; if you’re already a fairly advanced player or intend to become one, the PHA4 is going to be a much more suitable choice as it behaves much more like a real acoustic piano action.

The Smart Scaled action is going to be just fine for beginner and intermediate players, but getting into more advanced classical repertoire will be difficult, and the differences between it and an acoustic piano action are more pronounced.

Features/Connectivity

There are some important differences between these two instruments when it comes to extended functions and accessory options, to the point that some of these functions could be a huge determining factor as to which action will be a better choice for you.

Casio PX-S1100 Features, Connectivity & Accessories Casio PX-S1100 Connectivity

A huge selling feature of the PX-S1100 is the ability for it to run entirely on battery power. As opposed to a cabled power supply, simply plug in 8 AA batteries and you’re off to the races. Combined with its weight coming in at under 25 lbs and the incredible flexibility this instrument is capable of really starts to emerge.

The S1100 is also shipping with the WU-BT10 Bluetooth Adapter which gives the S1100 wireless MIDI connectivity and audio capability, meaning you can use your S1100 as a sound source by streaming audio directly from your smart device.

The connectivity is rounded out with dual headphone jacks, USB Type A and B, plus an audio line in, not to mention the ever-important 1/4” line out which means the S1100 is truly a gig-ready instrument and can also easily connect to an audio interface.

The S1100 ships with a music stand and very basic switch sustain pedal, but we’d recommend upgrading to at least the SP10 damper pedal, but there’s also the option to go with the SP34 3-pedal unit as well, and the CS68 designer keyboard stand.

Standards like a MIDI recorder, audio recorder, metronome, transpose, split and some built-in songs are all covered.

Roland FP10 Features, Connectivity & Accessories

The FP-10, like most digital pianos, does not offer a battery-powered option, though it is also quite portable at 27 lbs. If battery power is a factor for you then obviously this is a big consideration.

The connectors are similar with built-in Bluetooth Connectivity covering MIDI (there’s compatibility with Roland’s Piano Partner) but no Bluetooth Audio, USB Type A and B (use this to connect to a DAW) and a single headphone output, but the FP-10 does not have any discreet line output jacks. This makes it tough to sell the FP-10 as a legit gigging option.

The FP-10 also ships with a music rest and basic footswitch pedal that we would recommend upgrading to the Roland DP-10 damper pedal with half-pedalling capability. It however does not offer any triple pedal compatibility, so if that’s a critical feature for you, the FP-10 is out. Roland does however make their nice KSCFP10 designer stand available.

The same standards like a metronome, transpose, split, twin piano mode and some built-in songs are present here.

Closing Thoughts

When we take everything in, what we’ve got with the Roland FP10 is a great-sounding and great-feeling digital piano with convenient Bluetooth MIDI. If you're primarily focused on recreating the feeling of a real piano with an instrument with very accurate MIDI output, such as in a studio situation where you need a good MIDI controller, the FP-10 is simply unbeatable for the price given the PHA4 action.

If you're looking for something a little bit more well-rounded and gig ready, or if you’re specifically after something that offers battery operation, the PX-S1100 is probably your better bet.

In any case, we’ve got two great 88-key digital pianos here with differing sets of specs sure to be great options for many piano shoppers.

Thanks for reading!

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Mister captain, you should ask miss Y/N out.

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Summary: you, a teacher, organised a school trip with the kids to visit the survey corps. (kids are around 4/5 years old)

Your job as a teacher inside of Wall Sina a great job. It was close to your house – technically, your parents’ house – and the salary was nice too. Not that you needed the money since your parents were wealthy. When your parents told you what possibilities you had as a job, you chose to be a teacher – you loved having children around. Thankfully, your classes’ children were always really nice and obedient.

“Hello, miss Y/L/N.” your class said when you entered the room.

“Good morning! Did you all remember to bring your lunch boxes today?” you asked.

“Yes!” they all said at the same time.

You organised a trip for the kids – two weeks ago the school decided to organise a visit to the Military Police base, and you thought it would be fun for the kids to meet the survey corps too.

“I want to meet captain Levi because he is so strong.” Percy said.

“I want to meet squad leader Hange because they’re so cool!” Annabeth said.

You gave a quick presentation to your kids the day before so they would know a little about them. After an hour, you all arrived safely at the survey corps headquarters. The commander – with whom you were friend with – welcomed you and your class.

“Y/N.” Erwin welcomed you with a hug.

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“Hey.” Erwin knelt down and every other kid ran to hug him.

“Big success amongst children I see.” Hange laughed.

“Can I have a hug too?” Annabeth timidly asked Hange.

“Awn, of course.” Hange hugged her.

“Mister commander,” Percy asked, “is mister Levi going to be here too?”

After confirming that Levi will be there, Erwin invited you to come in. Erwin showed you where they ate and where they trained. The kids got to see recruits training with their ODM gear and with horses.

“Miss Y/N,” James pulled on your dress lightly, “can we go and pet the horses?”

“You have to ask the commander.”

“Can you please ask him for me?” James asked you timidly.

“He doesn’t bite,” Steve, James’ best friend said. “I’ll go with you, come.” Steve reached out his hand.

While the survey corps members were helping the kids with the horses, Levi appeared behind you silently. Percy was the first one to notice Levi behind you.

“It’s the captain!” Percy yelled pointing behind you.

You turned around and jumped a little. You smiled at the captain and before you could talk, all the kids arrived running toward Levi.

“Hello mister captain Levi.” Percy smiled.

The kids were all talking to everyone while you were just standing there awkwardly, watching everyone. Erwin came to where you were and sat on the grass.

“You should take this opportunity to go and talk to Levi.” Erwin told you.

“What – why… I mean.” you stuttered.

Percy suddenly took the captain’s hand and dragged him where you were.

“Miss Y/N doesn’t have a boyfriend,” Percy said, “that means you can ask her on a date, right?” Percy looked at Levi.

Erwin was laughing silently, and you immediately looked away. You did not want to let Levi see how embarrassed you were. Levi also looked away, not knowing what to say or do.

“That can’t be a bad idea.” Erwin laughed.

“Ok!” you said loudly, “it’s time to eat kids, come on!”

You all walked to the mess hall and the kids all sat around a table. You sat at the end of the table, next to Hange and in front of Levi.

“Your lunch looks so much better than ours.” Hange commented.

“So much meat.” Erwin added.

“Do you want some? I can switch with you if you want.” you said.

“Oh no it’s fine.” Erwin reassured you.

You still decided to share your meat with them. You put a piece a meat on top of everyone’s plate and decided to put the biggest piece on Levi’s one. After lunch, Erwin and Hange took the kids for a walk while you decided to stay to clean the tables. Levi volunteered to help.

Levi helped you cleaned the kids’ lunch boxes in silence. Neither one of you knew what to say.

“I’m sorry about what Percy said earlier.” you blurted out, “it was really inappropriate.”

“It’s fine.”

“We should go and join the kids,” you said when all the boxes were clean, “thank you for you help, it was… really nice.”

“No problem.”

You two walked side to side to the training grounds where the kids were. Erwin, Hange, Mike, Nanaba and Moblit were all sitting under a big tree talking together.

“You should join them, I’m – I’m going to play with the kids.” you told Levi.

“Do you want me to stay with you?” Levi suggested without thinking.

“Oh…” you thought about it before refusing, “I noticed how uncomfortable you were with them around you, thank you though.”

“Ok.” Levi then left.

You played hide-and-seek with the kids and then played ag with them for at least two hours. You were out of breath a little but continued to play with them.

“Miss Y/N,” Percy called you, “Annabeth fell, and her knee is bleeding!”

“Oh no. It’s okay, don’t cry.” you said when you saw her eyes tearing up. “Let’s go see the commander and look for something to clean that ok?”

You took Annabeth with you and Hange told you that they would take care of this. Percy stayed with you and sat down next to the captain.

“Did you know that Miss Y/N knew how to play the piano?” Percy said. “She plays the violin too. It always puts us to sleep. Miss Y/N,” Percy faced you, “you should play.”

“Unfortunately, we don’t have a piano here or violin.” Erwin explained.

“Then you should come to our school one day, and watch miss Y/N play.”

“Percy, I don’t think – they are very busy remember?” you said.

“No, I’m sure we can find something.” Erwin smiled.

“Mister captain, will you be there too?” Percy asked.

“Yes, I will.” Levi answered looking at you.

You smiled at him and then quickly looked away as you felt your cheeks heating up. Then, Annabeth and Hange came back, and it was already time for you to leave.

The kids made their goodbyes – you hugged everyone goodbye and when it was Levi’s turn, you did not think twice and hugged him goodbye too.

At night, Erwin paid Levi a visit before bed. Erwin thought it would be a good idea to visit you and the kids the week after which Levi agreed.

“What?” Levi asked when he saw that Erwin was just staring at him.

“Nothing.” Erwin said, “you remembered Y/N, right?”

Levi first met you during an event to collect money for the survey corps inside of Wall Sina. Your father was participating, and you volunteered to help. It was really boring, so you spent all your time playing the piano.

The first person you noticed was Erwin as you already met him once during a previous event, then you quickly noticed Levi. He was more discreet and did not talk much. When Erwin spotted you at the piano, he came to greet you with Levi behind.

You shared one sentence with the captain before he had to leave with Erwin which disappointed you a lot. There was definitely some physical attraction from your side. When you told your friend, she was perplexed at first.

“I mean, he never smiles… he’s kind of short and… I don’t know.”

“Yeah, I said I liked him; I didn’t ask for your opinion. And his height isn’t a problem. I’m practically the same height.”

“Only a little bit taller.”

“Not a problem for me. Anyway, it’s not like I’m going to see him again.”

The survey corps’ visit finally arrived and the kids could not have been more excited. Each one of them brought a gift for each member.

The kids showed them the classroom, their nap room, and the instruments room. For their nap, as usual, you played a little bit of piano and they fell asleep pretty quickly. While everyone else went to drink some coffee, Levi stayed behind with you to keep an eye on the kids.

“I really liked what you played.” Levi said.

“Really?” you asked.

“Yeah. Why do you look so surprised?”

“Oh. It’s just last time you heard me play,” you said referring to the first time you met him, “you said that it made you want to sleep.”

“It was a compliment.” Levi admitted, perfectly remembering the night you met. “I never want to sleep, so it was a compliment.”

“Oh, that’s a relief.” you laughed softly. “Because I really thought that your first impression of me was… not good.”

“It was.”

“Good.” you smiled, “Mine was good too. You looked really good in that suit; it was really pretty.” you admitted.

“You looked beautiful too.”

“Does that mean you two are a couple?” Percy asked looking at you.

“Why aren’t you sleeping.” you stood up embarrassed.

“I want to pee.”

After the kids went home, it was also time for Levi and his friends to leave.

“Can I talk to you for a second?” Levi asked you.

“Sure.”

“I’d like to ask you out, if that’s ok with you.”

“Really?” you whispered.

“Yes. I really like your company. I know we don’t know much about each other but I’d to… know more about you.”

“I’d love that too.”

“Great.”

“I’ll come to see you next week then, when I’m not working.”

“Ok. I like that.”

Levi and you went on multiple dates, eight to be exact, before you asked him to be your boyfriend. He accepted and is only after that date that you had your first kiss together.

#attack on titan x reader #levi ackerman #levi ackerman x reader #levi ackerman fluff #levi x reader #snk #aot #erwin smith #hange zoe #teacher!reader #a smoll one shot full of fluff #i had this idea a long time ago and i just had to write it out #turned out to be shorter than i wanted but anyway #hope you enjoyed it

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Play and Funtime

I’ve seen lots of screenshots and fanart, but where is the written Robofizz smut? sigh Just have to do it myself jk jk

Although writing your first fic in a new fandom is nerve-wracking, I’m excited to do it and I hope you guys like it.

NSFW; Robofizz/imp!reader, TENTACLES YOU THIRSTY PEOPLE

@go-commander-kim @monsterlovinghours @mimiscappinisideblog @jesterfestivle @beetlebitchywitch @realmonsterboyhours @yankyo

Enjoy! `

It wasn’t your choice. You were clear on that.

But coerced by so-called ‘friends’ you found yourself in the very front row in front of the stage, with excited, chattering implings around you and excited, chattering friends on either side, all eagerly waiting for the show to start. You’d even been forced to enter the big top early, “to get the best seats!”, so now you were a combination of both bored and a wee bit anxious.

That clown always unnerved you.

The sparks, the glitches, the unnatural movements that were much more fluid than you thought should be possible--if anything was impossible here, with enough imagination or lacking that, determination and money--the AI that seemed a little bit too good . . . the Robotic Fizzarolli was not your idea of family entertainment.

But here you were. You vowed to keep your head down during the show, to avoid seeing the robot and his animatronic backup band, then when it was over you could all leave and go do something actually fun.

When the lights went down you dropped your chin. Everyone else was cheering, so no one would notice you were not.

Just as you remembered from your early imphood, the spotlight lit up and the Robotic Fizzarolli burst onto the stage in full song. The rest of the audience clapped and sang along. You remained steadfast in your resolve to just wait this out, your eyes locked on your clasped hands in your lap.

Which meant you were completely taken off guard when a hand slipped under your chin and lifted your head.

You found yourself face to face with the robot, who was focused solely on you, grinning widely, showing a large number of sharp teeth.

“N-n-not having f-fun?” it asked.

“Wha-what? N-no--I mean yes,” you stuttered in surprised response, inadvertently sounding like you had a glitch as well.

The robot cocked its head a bit too far to be natural, its optic sensors giving nothing away while it studied you. The crowd in the stands, including your friends, were watching with breathless anticipation.

“I th-think you could be having a better t-t-time,” the Robotic Fizzarolli concluded, but to your immense relief, it released your chin and returned to the stage to finish its number, to the return of screams and cheers of delight.

Soon after, the curtain closed and you sighed in relief. Loudly, you told your group, “You got your show. Now let’s get out of here.” “No, look, look!” the imp next to you exclaimed. “You got a token!”

Confused, you wrinkled your brow. “A token?” “She got a token!” “She got a token!” The imps you’d come in with crowded around, more excited than during the show. You even saw some of the imps who’d been leaving the tent turn and give you what looked like envious glances. You had no idea what any of this meant. “Look look look!” Finally you had the wherewithal to realize they were talking about something in your hand. It was exactly what they said--a flat, oval token etched on both sides with the jester’s face, and what looked like circuitry embedded in it. Very tiny letters around the edge spelled out, “Robofizz’s Play and Funtime!” You had to squint to read them. You had no idea where it came from. Your friends continued to talk over each other in their excitement.

“Robofizz gave it to you! When he came down and talked to you!” “Oh my gosh--yes! That must have been it!”

“You’re so fucking lucky! I’d kill to get one of those!” All the chatter didn’t make you less confused. The Robotic Fizzarolli must have given it to you somehow? You’d been so startled when it touched you and addressed you directly you had no clue it’d slipped something to you. Your hands had been clasped so tightly you hadn’t noticed the small token. Feeling overwhelmed, you offered it to them. “Then you can have it! Take it!” But as excited as your friends were, they all declined with explanations that it only worked for the imp it was given to, that there was some technology that imprinted on the imp who touched it first, so as jealous as they were, it was useless to them. You had never heard about anything like this before, but then again, you always bolted out the exit when the show was barely over.

Still feeling overwhelmed and now lost and stupid, you asked, “What do I do with it?”

“You get to go backstage and meet Robofizz!”

That was something you did not want to do, but your friends would have none of that loser talk. They insisted you were selected, it was a rare treat, you were not letting them down by pussing out on having a private meet-and-greet with the star of the show! Despite your weak protests, you were herded along to a discreet door hear the stage. They--not you--knocked, and when a small window opened and suspicious eyes appeared, they--not you--told whoever was there that you had a token.

“Show me,” a low voice ordered, though the door. Resigned, you held up the disk.

There was a grunt, and the sounds of multiple locks disengaging. In another moment, the door creaked open. There was no one in the hallway beyond. “Come on, let’s go!” the same voice ordered. Your friends pushed you through the doorway, shouting good luck and have fun! The door slammed shut on them and it same clanking of the locks came again to secure it. It was much more ominous on this side. The hallway was dimly lit with flickering bulbs that seemed ready to die, but there was no where else to go, so you carefully made your way down it.

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You had no idea where you were supposed to go or what you were supposed to be doing. Keeping hold of the token so tightly your fist hurt, you figured it had gotten you past the door so it would get you past anyone or anything else that may ask what the hell you were doing here. But there was no one to be found. In the wavering overhead lights you wandered up some stairs and found yourself on stage, behind the curtain. The animatronic band was silent on their stands, creepier when immobile and staring than when they were booted up to perform, which you had never imagined could be the case.

The Robotic Fizzarolli was not with them. That surprised you. If these robots were here, where was the star of the show? Chills went down your spine and with a horrible thought, you glanced up into the catwalks above the stage, as if expecting to see it there like a spider waiting to drop onto its prey.

Nothing.

“Hello?” you finally called.

Nothing.

You started back towards the hallway, thinking this was a mistake. Your soft footsteps echoed oddly in the silence. You would leave and tell your friends there was nothing, that you knew it was all a waste of time.

“H-hello there. Wel-wel-welcome!”

Startled, you spun fast enough to trip, and were caught by the robot that haunted your nightmares.

It leered as it groped you into standing stead on your feet again. “You were the-the one who wasn’t having fun at my sh-show! I’m so-so-so glad you decided to join me!” Your tongue was stuck to the roof of your mouth but you managed to babble, “I wasn’t--I mean, your show was fine, it was good--” A glitchy, mechanical tsk cut you off. “No, no, no--I c-can tell. And th-that’s no good, not having fun. You seemed like you needed a little ex-extra convincing, and I’m pro-pro-programed to accommodate.”

You were sure your friends would know exactly what that might mean, but the leer had not left the robot’s face and it sounded more sinister than anything. You had seen the signage about “Peronal Companion”, but never spent too much time thinking about it--

It seemed to be waiting for a response. “I, uh . . .” You cleared your throat. “I have . . . a token?”

If it was even possible, the light of its eyes shone even brighter at the sight of you holding the disk. “Now those are fun,” it exclaimed, “for both of us. Let’s g-go.” Without another word and without warning, you were dragged deeper into the gloom further backstage. You stumbled to keep up, but that didn’t slow the robot down. There were turns down hallways that seemed to go on longer than should be possible for an amusement part theater, but finally, when you were out of breath and completely turned around, you were hauled to a stop outside another door.

“Before w-we go in, g-g-giving or re-receiving?”

The glitches in its voice made it even more difficult to understand what the hell it was saying. Several moments passed while you untangled the question in your head. The Robotic Fizzarolli waited with mechanical patience and an unsettling stillness, although its eyes never left yours. “Uhmm . . .” The token had been given to you, like a gift, so would it be odd to ask for more? But you were the guest here. “ . . . receiving? I guess?” That leer returned to its face. There was a faint clicking noise, as if something was shifting inside the robot’s body, and it said, “Excel-excellent choice.”

It opened the door and ushered you inside.

The room was designed for imps in mind. Well, imps of a certain predilection. Whips, handcuffs, ankle cuffs, ball gags, harnesses, various sizes of dildos--also in various shapes--hung neatly on the walls. Some wooden contraption with shackles at various points stood in a corner. There was a bench that looked as though it could be raised to various heights with the same shackles, but also a split for a tail to fit through if the imp secured on it was on their back. There were other instruments and adornments you had no name for, as your eyes swept the room.

“D-don’t l-look so worried,” the robot assured you, although you weren’t reassured in the least. “All that is only if-if it’s chosen. The selection is com-completely randomized.” You tore your eyes away from the implements in the room. “What do you mean?” “The-the-the token. Put it in the slot, and we’ll see wh-what prize you get.” That made little to no sense, till you realized Robofizz indicated a small slot on its side. Carefully, you raised your hand and pushed the token into it, which made the robot give a full body twitch like an extra jolt of electricity ran through it. You jerked your hand back; the sparks that flew from it haphazardly were one of the things you disliked most about it.

There was a clanking noise, like the token was hitting and bouncing off things inside its body, plus a odd, whirring noise. You realized a panel on its chest was actually a screen, and something was spinning inside it. It was a blur, but gradually began to slow enough that you could see whatever it was had words etched on it. Now it was slow enough you could read them as they moved into and out of the screen. bdsm tentacles

vibration

Round and round they went. The words continued to flick past, gradually becoming slower and slower.

With a dawning that took you way too long, it became apparent whatever the last word was going to be was the decision. Maybe other imps or demons would use the Robotic Fizzarolli as personal companion and know exactly what they wanted, but there was also a randomizer feature to keep things lively!

The robot continued to stand eerily still as this continued. It was like both of you were holding your breath in anticipation.

The roller slowed enough to halt. The final outcome that you weren’t even sure you were prepared for blinked on and off in tiny white lights on his chest--

“Tentacles,” Robofizz announced.

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“Tentacles?!” you squeaked.

You got a nod in response. “A very pop-pop-popular feature. Would you like to remove your clothing, or simply re-relax and let me do all the w-work?” “But-but . . . there’s no bed or--” you cast your eyes around the room again, looking for anything that would lend weight to your argument that maybe just a simple handshake and an autograph would suffice. “No bed n-n-needed,” Robofizz countered. “I am designed to not need to sit or lay down, and-and I am pro-programmed to support you in m-multiple positions.” He was between you and the door, and now the aforementioned tentacles made their appearance, slipping out from some unknown port in his back. They were striped and limber, flexing as though they’d been kept in too small an area for too long and needed to work out the kinks. That couldn’t be the case, being a machine, so all you could figure was that it was designed to imitate life. The first of them--you weren’t even sure of their number--moved through the space between you and the robot. “Fizzarolli--” “Oh, such f-formality! No n-n-need for that either, baby.” That was the first time it’d used a pet name, again probably designed to make this all more personable. “Call me Fizz,” he cooed, all the while still showing too many teeth, invading your personal space, and managing to wrap you up with two tentacles. They pulled you into his torso, which wasn’t as cold as you expected it to be. Neither were the tentacles, now that you thought about it. More of them began to nose around you. “Some rules, baby. This can go as hard as you want. J-just say the word. N-n-nothing’s off limits. My-my-my next show is this evening, so you have me-me-me till then . . . you want ex-extra time, you gotta p-pay for it. “Q-Questions?” Dumbly, you shook your head. “Then let’s b-begin.”

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You’d never be able to give enough detail about the encounter. You’d been asked, multiple times, and simply couldn’t put it into words. How could you describe the unusual sensuality of tentacles sliding under your clothing and removing it from you? How could you impress how strong but delicate they were, wrapping around your limbs with the perfect amount of pressure, raising you off your feet so you felt like you were floating? How you could possibly tell them that other tentacles roamed your skin, tickling you, exploring, awakening new erogenous zones you were unware exisited? How could you admit that all of that lasted an indeterminate amount of time, until you were writhing against the restraint, not to get away, now, but to try and pull him--the Robotic Fizzarolli was no longer an genderless it in your mind, but a him--closer while begging for more? When tears filled your eyes at the force of your pleas, he moved in closer to you, almost close enough to kiss. He seemed fascinated by your tears, and from between his sharp teeth came what must be the robot equivalent of a tongue. It lapped at your cheek, collecting the wet. You had no idea what that was all about, but in the next moment couldn’t devote any time to wondering. As promised, Robofizz accommodated. You’d asked, and another tentacle from Robofizz filled you in smooth, firm motion. You arched your back at the pleasurable friction it created inside you.

How could you continue to admit that your begging didn’t stop, but increased, wanting, no needing more while being fucked suspended in mid-air by an amusement park clown? That the random showers of sparks that you hated before became something you craved, each little spark leaving a mild burn on your skin that didn’t hurt, but only served to make your nerve endings sing out? Or that during it all he’d talked, the rasp and glitching words of dirty encouragement to, “take it deeper” and “you’re soaking w-w-wet” and “gr-greedy little slut”, which only added to the debauchery, that although it was obvious he could and would be rough and aggressive he gave you just what you needed, and all you wanted was more and more and more-- Even after all that, the finale that would be hard for anyone to believe, including yourself if you didn’t experience it: Robofizz telling you, after you’d been wrung dry from countless orgasms, that the tips of his tentacles--and other, specific, parts of his body--were laced with nano-circuitry to simulate nerves, and he could feel every single internal clutch around his tentacle--

The session ended with you sucking on the tips of multiple tentacles, like an assortment of cocks, while still being fucked to a few more orgasms. When you were finally released, your legs were weak and you were drenched between your legs. You’d drooled so much you were laved with spit. It took you a bit of time to collect yourself and get your clothes back on; your hands trembled with residual bliss for long moments. Robofizz, whose tentacles disappeared again, walked you back to the corridor you’d come in. “Five m-m-minutes till showtime,” he told you.

You had no idea if robots had a sense of humor, but you tried anyway. “That was a pretty good show you just put on.” You got that unnatural head cock again, but he grinned and reminded you,

“You want ex-extra time, you gotta p-pay for it.” “I know,” you replied, already trying to calculate how you could afford to return and book another private “Robofizz’s Play and Funtime!”. You were eager to try out different features. “How do I . . .?” “The-the d-door will remember you. It’s h-his job,” the robot answered your unfinished question, as if it was one he got frequently. You nodded as if you understood, then impulsively stretched upward to kiss him. He wasn’t startled--he was a robot, after all--but you gave him a smile and slipped back through the door to the front of the theater. You had to find your friends. It wasn’t your choice, sitting in the audience to watch a robotic jester entertain a crowd of imps.

But next time, it would be.

fin!

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