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goatcheesecak3 · 6 months

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Could you possibly write something small about a beach date with Rodrick 😍

Rodrick x reader

Sorry this took so long! Me mam tried to sell me to one direction so I was slightly preoccupied 🙄

Anyways enough jibber jabber, here's a lil fluff about a beach date with Rodrick :^)

The heffleys had invited you on a trip to the beach, since you and Rodrick had been together for some time now, it was pretty much routine for you to come along to family events at this point.

You and Rodrick drove in his van separately from everyone else, truth be told, you were relieved. You loved the heffleys but you weren't so keen on the music they played in the car.

"You excited babe?" Rodrick turned to look at you

"Can't wait! I was looking up the beach on Google, there's quite a few rock pools so we might see some cool sealife!"

Rodrick's face lit up at this

"Like a crab?!" He asked

"Yes honey, like a crab" you smiled at your easily amused boyfriend.

"Awesome. I fucking love crabs" he said.

Upon arrival Susan and Frank were happy to see the pair of you, they both approached to greet you, when seemingly out of nowhere Greg appeared, flinging his arms around you.

"Hey lil dude! Nice to see you" You beamed down at him

"Great to see you too! I've got all the stuff set up!" He replied excitedly

You were confused for a second, before looking just past him and seeing an abundance of different sized buckets and spades. You finally remembered, last time you'd seen the Heffleys you'd promised Greg you'd be on his team against Rodrick for a sandcastle building competition.

"Rodrick I love you, but you are so going down" you said, playfully poking him in the ribs before running off to the equipment with Greg.

"Hey no fair! You guys don't get a head start!" He called after the two of you.

The sandcastle competition was definitely pretty tense, you and Greg had opted for a "bigger = better" strategy, and had come up with a 3 storey castle.

Rodrick's, while much smaller, was more detail oriented. He'd decorated it with little stones, and even carved out little battlements.

When the time was up, the three of you went to get Susan and Frank to judge, but when you'd returned only one castle was left. It would appear that Manny had decided that Rodrick's Castle was the perfect race course for one of his toy trucks, and in the few seconds you were all gone, he'd reduced it to rubble.

"Ha! We won!" Greg jeered.

You looked at Rodrick, who seemed genuinely disappointed.

"Aw baby," you stroked his arm, "I think your castle was Manny's favourite at least"

He smiled slightly at this, but still seemed slightly miffed that all his hard work was ruined.

Never mind, you knew exactly how to cheer him up

"How about we go check out those rock pools?" You asked.

Rodrick grinned excitedly, immediately forgetting about the sand castle, "oh yeah! I hope we see something cool!" He beamed, grabbing your hand and eagerly pulling you in the direction of the rocks.

You carefully climbed onto the glistening wet rocks, made just that bit more treacherous by the odd bit of seaweed and sharp barnacles. You held onto Rodrick tightly, fearing that his clumsy self would slip and accidentally keelhaul himself.

(A/n if you don't know what keelhaulling is, look it up at your own risk. It's pretty gnarly).

"What are those things?" Rodrick asked curiously, pointing towards tufts of purple sticking out from the sides of the rock pools.

"Sea anemones! Be really gentle and touch them, see what happens" you encouraged him.

Rodrick looked slightly nervous, but he trusted you. He dipped his finger into the shallow water and felt the tiny tentacles grip his finger. He giggled high pitch and very amused, before pulling his hand away and shaking it dry.

"It was like, sticky?" He said

You laughed at his reaction, he was adorable when he was confused.

"That was it trying to eat you! It thought your finger was a little fish!"

"Really?!"

"Mhm"

"That's so funny," he bent down to look at the anemone, "you're no match for me little bro" he said cockily.

You were unsure as to whether he was joking, or if he was genuinely proud of not being eaten by a gelatinous blob the size of a penny. Probably the latter, knowing Rodrick, but either way you find it endearing.

You spent quite a while trapesing around the rock pools, Rodrick seemingly fascinated by everything- particularly the little clusters of sea snails. He likened their pointy shells to his studded bracelet, affectionately giving them the title of "most metal animal he'd seen all day". His day was made, however, when you called him over to a tiny pool right at the edge of the rocks.

"Baby, come quick!"

He rushed over, abandoning the clump of seaweed he'd been popping like bubblewrap, and turned his attention towards what you'd been pointing at.

There, nestled inbetween a few tufts of seaweed, sat the tiniest little crab, it's body not much bigger than the tip of a pinky finger. As Rodrick kneeled down to get a closer look, his face was graced with a wide, goofy smile. He looked between you and the crab for a few seconds, before blurting out "it's a little baby!", his voice high and girlish.

You let out a chuckle at this, watching your boyfriend's eyes grow in amazement and glee at the sight of such a small crab. His attention was fixed to it for as long as it sat there, until the crab must have decided that staring back at the squealing Rodrick had become tedious, and scuttled away under some pebbles.

Rodrick finally stood once again, and reached out to hold your hands.

"That was so cool," he said, his eyes twinkling and his smile somehow even more loveable than ever.

"You're so cute," you replied, unable to contain your adoration any longer. You placed your arms over his shoulders, while instinctively, Rodrick held your waist.

You leaned in and planted a delicate kiss on his lips. Sometimes it was hard to remember he was a hardcore punk guy with a big beat up van, and an affinity for moshing. At times like this, all you saw was an innocent, precious sweetheart. You just wanted to hold his face and pepper it with gentle kisses, while showering him with compliments like "my handsome boy," and "you're the cutest thing in the whole world". You probably would later, but not right now. He'd never live it down if his family saw him being such a big softie.

You allowed yourself to get lost in his big brown eyes for a moment longer, before you heard Frank calling the two of you to come and get some food.

I love you, you thought to yourself as Rodrick carefully guided you down the rocks. As if he could read your mind, he threw an arm round your shoulder and whispered in your ear

"I love you, y/n"

A/n requests are open! I write hcs and short fics for a couple characters, check my pinned post for details! :^)

(Pls request something I need ideas lol)

#rodrick #rodrick rules #rodrick heffley #doawk #diary of a wimpy kid #rodrick hefflei #rodrick headcanon #diary of a wimpy kid rodrick #rodrick x reader #devon bostick #fanfic #rodrick fanfiction #rodrick fluff #fluff #not my rodrick

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fishsticksloser · 1 year

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My I request a rottmnt x reader where they are out spending time with reader but they run into one of the villains (like ghostbear, meat sweats, or hypno your choice) and they find out that they are the reader's uncle that they haven't seen in a long time, so they catch up and see how they've been? Sorry if this request is long. Remember to stay hydrated

Villain Uncle

RotTMNT x gn!reader

Warnings: aged up, awkwardness, a tiny bit of violence, not written as headcannons

A/N: Honestly, I stopped staying hydrated for a while, but I'm back to drinking a lot of water. Stay hydrated!! I would like to preface with the fact that before Hypno mutated he went by Mezmer-Ron so I'm assuming his name was Ron... I honestly had no clue what to do with Ghostbear...

Donnie

You meet up with Donnie in the alley between the buildings you were perched on. You put the few pieces of mystic metal you found in his bag before you both turned to go back to the lair.

"Well well..." You hear a familiar New Zealand accent. Donnie tensed next to you. "I've found a turtle..."

Donnie turned and pulled out his bō, eyebrows drawn down. "I was in the middle of something." Donnie sighed. You turned to see the mutant hippo, who was all ready to pounce when he saw you.

"Y/N?" The hippo asks, lowering his rings.

"Uncle Ron?" You question.

"Uncle Ron?" Donnie turns to you.

"By days..." Hypno gasps, rings dropping to the ground. You race to him, enveloping him in a hug. A few years ago he just disappeared. "I haven't seen you in years, you've gotten so big."

"I'm hoping you weren't planning on killing my boyfriend." You laughed, Donnie hesitantly approached.

"You're dating a turtle?" Hypno huffs, both men glaring at each other.

"Says the hippo..." You answer.

Leo

Leo had portaled you guys to the beach for a day of relaxation. At least that was the plan, but soon Leo was fighting 2 giant crab men.

"I hate the Sando brothers..." Leo groans, being able to take a quick break from fighting to check on you.

"Sando?" You ask. He nods, watching them to make sure he didn't put you in danger. "Like... Ben and Carl Sando. Acrobats."

"Uh yeah..." Leo frowns, looking at you. "Why?"

"They're my uncles." You answer.

"Uncles? Your uncles are crab men... Why didn't you tell me you were related to the Sando's?"

"It never came up!" Ben charged, you quicky stepped in front. "Ben!"

"Y/N?" He grunts, skidding to a stop, Carl flies into him, making them fall over. "It really is you! What are you doing with this turtle?"

"He's my boyfriend."

"Aren't you a little young to be dating?" Carl glares at Leo.

Eventually they simmer down and you all go out for lunch to catch up. Your mom will be really happy knowing her brothers are okay.

Mikey

Mikey was headed to meet you at a yo'kai restaurant close by. He turned the corner and saw you with Meat Sweats. He couldn't see your face, but he saw Meat Sweats' gross smile. You were in danger, he had to do something.

"And I —"

"Y/N!?" Mikey calls. Rupert looked up, recognizing the orange turtle's voice. "Get away from them."

"Mikey." You grab his hand and pull him closer. "This is my uncle. Rupert Swaggert. This is my boyfriend, Mikey, he's a huge fan of Consenting Kitchen."

"Your uncle?" Mikey asks, at the same time Rupert says: "Your boyfriend?"

"We just bumped into each other." You smiled. "I haven't seen him since before he mutated."

Neither man spoke, nor did they look at you. They glared at each other. Sure Mikey was a fan of Rupert Swaggert, but he wasn't the biggest fan of Meat Sweats.

"Uh... I'm see you later, I have a date tonight." You smiled awkwardly at your uncle before dragging Mikey into the restaurant.

Raph

Both of you were chilling out in the park together. It was dark, so there wasn't a fear of people seeing him. You had grabbed takeout and drinks for a late night picnic.

This was your first date in months due to the missions Raph had to go on. But it made it all the more special.

"You wouldn't believe the guy that came in today at work." You laughed. Raph chuckled, not speaking so you could continue your story. "He kept trying to tell me that he needed left handed pencils. Like I was an idiot."

"Only one turtle?" Someone asks. You both turn and see a polar bear. "Y/N? What are you doing with this turtle?"

"Ghostbear..." Raph huffs. "I was just enjoying a date night..."

"Ghostbear?" You look at Raph who nods. "Like the pro wrestler?"

"Yeah?"

"That's my uncle!"

"What? You never told me! I was a huge fan of his... Until he tried to kill us."

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studentinpursuitofclouds · 1 year

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Can you do Bachelors reacting to using the Farmer’s Return Scepter/any of their Warp Obelisks on the farm for the first time? I wanna know which ones would love it and which ones would get motion sickness up the wazoo lmao.

Get ready, anon. The post turned out to be a little larger than I expected 😅

Thank you for your ask) Enjoy!

Bachelors react to Farmer using Return scepter/warp obelisks for the first time:

Elliott:

Oh, what a wonderful morning for Elliott! Beautiful sunrise, pleasant sea breeze, magnificent! Elliott is also happy because yesterday he finally finished the last chapter of his new novel. He went out to the sandy shore to get some fresh air, and noticed the Farmer on the shore. Perfect, they were the ones he wanted to talk to about his book.

"Farmer, my dear friend, good morning! I would like to invite you to a screening of my new novel, which will be in..."

Before Elliott could finish speaking, Farmer's figure vanished from his field of vision in the blink of an eye.

...

Excuse me, what?

Then the Farmer appeared as quickly as they disappeared. They set crab traps on the seashore and disappeared again. And they appeared again, and disappeared again, and again...

Poor Elliott was already beginning to get motion sick at the sight of this picture, so he quickly ran up to the Farmer as they teleported back to the shore and asked him to stop for a moment.

"My friend, please dispel my doubts and tell me that you really just disappeared several times, otherwise I will think that I have lost my mind."

The Farmer reassured Elliott and pointed to their magical scepter, also mentioned for the obelisks, one of which transports the Farmer straight to the shore.

Elliott overcame his strong desire to try the magic scepter for new sensations. Maybe next time, because he recently had breakfast, and would not want his vestibular apparatus to withstand such attractions due to chaotic teleportation.

Shane:

...

What the fuck just happened?

......

Looks like he shouldn't have drunk that expired beer from JojaMart. Not only did he recently have indigestion, but he also began to hallucinate. Teleporting people, bluh...

Unfortunately to him, the incident with the Farmer's teleport right in front of his face happened again, but this time - Shane is sober.

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

Is he out of his mind?

The next day, he quickly catches up with the Farmer and asks them to step aside so they can talk in private. Asking about those cases with teleportation, Shane expected a mockery from the young Farmer and advice to stop drinking so much alcohol.

Except the Farmer does not taunt him, but nods their head, showing Shane the golden scepter and thus confirming their words.

Shane has... mixed emotions about this.

Because he was convinced that there was nothing in the world that science could not prove.

And now, here we fucking go - magic and crap, for fuck's sakes.

Give him goddamn break.

Sam:

Wow! Amazing!

Sam wanted to invite them to hang out together on the beach, but before he could even say a word, the Farmer raised the golden scepter into the air and disappeared somewhere.

The next day, he immediately finds them and asks what was that.

Return scepter? Can he try it too?

The Farmer gave him the scepter to use once, and Sam was completely shocked by what was happening. They were near his house, and now they are on the porch of the farm. That is so cool!

Now Sam doesn't stop talking about the magic scepter.

How does it work? Were they drifted from the dimensional holes, or did they get stuck in the wall? Does the scepter only transfer to the farm? Can he teleport to Zuzu City? There's a great eatery that serves the best pizza in the world and..

Oh Yoba, Sam, please...

He begs them to let him use this magic item to prank Lewis.

If the Farmer refuses, explaining that this is not a toy, then Sam will be cool with that, although he will still grumble a little about such a lost opportunity to poke the mayor.

But If the Farmer agrees... Oh ho ho, Lewis will only dream of peace now...

Harvey:

Unfortunately, there was so much work accumulated over the past week that Harvey had to sit with documents until late in the night. The Farmer, seeing how tired the doctor is even on weekends, offer him some help, to which he politely refuses, not wanting to pile work on an already very busy friend.

And yet, when Harvey almost fell asleep right on his desk on another weekday, the Farmer entered the clinic door, with a homemade pickles and a cup of hot coffee as a gift for a workaholic.

Harvey said they shouldn't have done it, but the Farmer insisted that at least a strong coffee would keep him on his toes.

"Oh, I forgot the truffle oil at home! I'll be back in one moment."

"Really, Farmer, you shouldn't..."

The Farmer lifted up the strange staff and vanished out of the blue.

....

That's it, congratulations Harv. He's finally went cuckoo, they told him many times not to overwork, but who did he listen to, what kind of doctor is he after that.

The Farmer appeared before Harvey's gaze with a bottle of the promised truffle oil.

And at that moment, Harvey chuckled softly... and fainted.

The Farmer has a very long time to bring the feeling of Harvey, to apologize to the doctor for such a sudden disappearance, to scold him for bringing himself to such a state, and to explain how the obelisks and the return scepter work.

Yeah, Harvey will have to drink something stronger than coffee after this...

Alex:

Alex noticed the Farmer near the strange cylindrical buildings on the farm, and before he could call out to them, he saw how they touched one of the pillars and... disappeared!?

What????

Surprised Pikachu face :O

Alex, forgetting everything in the world, immediately ran towards the obelisks, looking at each of them for a minute.

He decided to touch the very obelisk that they touched and... Wow! Where is he? Oh, it's Ginger Island! And the Farmer is here too.

Alex at first, excitedly, asks them what the buildings are that brought them both to the island. Not understanding Farmer's explanation, he heard one word explaining it all: magic.

Ah, ok

...

So, the Farmer has the ability to arrive at Ginger Island even if Willy can't bring them by boat for some reason, right? 😏

Hey, don't look at him like that, it's a boring winter in the valley and he'd love to hang out on a tropical beach.

Okay, Farmer gave him permission to use this obelisk.

"Cool, thanks! By the way, how are we going to get back to the Valley without Willy's boat?"

"Oh, I'm just using my return scepter and..."

The Farmer left the scepter at home on the farm. Oops...

Sebastian:

Sebby went out for a smoke near a mountain lake until he heard the Farmer running straight to the door of his house. Huh, they must have gone to his mom's to buy furniture or order new farm building. Five minutes later they went outside again.

"I understand Robin, give me a minute I will come and bring the wood you needed!"

So they decide to build something, a shed or another coop? Still, Sebastian is not sure that they will have time to bring so much wood in just a one minute, before the shop is closed. Although the farm is nearby, it's not close to walk to it, and...

The Farmer has disappeared with a magical pop. Out of the blue. Like poof - and gone. Then returned a minute later, as promised, with wood for the order, and went inside the house to give Robin the necessary resources.

Sebastian was so shocked by what had happened that he dropped the cigarette from his mouth.

They went outside again and were about to raise the Return scepter into the air when Sebastian called out to them in a low voice.

"Return scepter? Cool. Can I look at it? If you don't mind, of course."

The Farmer suggested that Sebastian try using the artifact. The sensations were indescribable. The Farmer and Sebastian were enveloped in a light magical haze, he felt a pleasant tingling, and in a moment they were both at the farm.

They invited Sebastian home to talk about this artifact that interested him and drink a cup of coffee. Sebby accepted the invitation, there's nothing to do in the evening anyway.

#thanks for the ask!#stardew valley #sdv #sdv shane #sdv elliott #sdv sebastian #sdv sam #sdv harvey #sdv alex #sdv headcanons

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seeuuu · 14 days

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“ and if i may just take your breath away. „

lifeguard!rin x f!reader .

summary; that stoic lifeguard at the beach, an old classmate, saves you. unsure of how to repay him, he has other ideas.

you enjoyed all of this. the hot sun beating down and tanning your skin, the lack of clouds. the smell of sunscreen and the sea as waves crashed against the sandy shore. the way you and your friends would laugh when one was pinched by a crab the few times you went into the water.

“stop splashing me!” you giggled, splashing water back at your friends who splashed again in retaliation. “come on, i said i wasn’t gonna get my hair too wet! you’re going to mess it up!” another laugh from your friends.

one scoffed playfully. “don’t be a big baby,” she teased, but stopped her splashing.

“let’s sit on the beach,” the other suggested, making her way to the shore. you and your other friend followed suit, and made it back to your beach chairs, each of you draping towels over yourselves. you shivered when a breeze hit, blowing your hair off of your face and making you suddenly feel cold even on the hot beach.

“uhm,” your friend muttered, poking your shoulder. “don’t look now, but there’s a totally sexy lifeguard checking you out.”

being you, you looked behind you, catching the lifeguard looking at you with a tiny smirk.

“woah, woah,” your other friend laughed. “isn’t that rin? that nerd from highschool? when did he get so.. muscular? and hot?” that earned a small laugh from your friend, and you.

you turned back around to face your friends, smiling with a tint of pink on your cheeks. this didn’t go unnoticed by your two friends, but they decided not to point it out.

an hour or so later, your skin felt hot and dry, so you set aside your book and told you friends you were going to go swim. the water looked a bit choppier and more violent than earlier, but thinking nothing of it, you swam in until you were out pretty far, struggling a bit to stay above the waves that kept coming.

you turned your head around for a moment, heard a brief scream from your friends as they ran towards the water, and then you got sucked under the water as a giant wave rolled over your head. you flailed, trying to swim up, but wave after another came and your foot was caught, wrapped up in seaweed. you kept your eyes shut tight.

you held your breath, beginning to feel that slight ache and fullness in your lungs, when you accidentally opened your mouth and felt water rush in, everything blacking out just as you heard a splash and felt two strong, calloused hands tighting gripping your waist and pulling.

“holy shit! she’s awake!” one of your friends cried out, the other clutching onto her arm and sobbing hysterically. “you scared us!”

“d-don’t ever do that again!” the other snapped, sniffling and hiding her tearful expression.

you opened your eyes wider, coughing up a bit more salty water and feeling your throat burn and go dry. your nostrils burned too, the water having gone up it while you struggled to hold your breath.

becoming more aware of your senses, you noticed rin was there too, straddling your lap but careful not to rest all of his weight onto you. his hands were still crossed in your chest, above your heart, and his expression was a bit blank. rin looked down at you through his lashes, dripping with water and abs flexing with the effort of standing up off of you.

he blinked. “you’re okay, right?”

“ye-” you were cut off by another coughing fit, water still trying to escape your body. “yes,” you tried again. rin stifled a small laugh.

he sighed. “next time, pay attention to how the waves look, and their patterns. we have signs about currents on the boardwalk. pretty much all over.”

“sorry,” you said sheepishly, watching as your friends walked off shaking their heads and packing up their things.

you sat up when they began to leave without you, disappearing onto the boardwalk. great, your only ride just left you, now you’d have to call an uber to drop you off back at your hotel room.

“that sucks,” rin commented, which you felt was rather unnecessary and unfair since you’d just almost died.. but whatever. you were about to snap back, when rin spoke again. “would you like a ride?”

“really?” you asked hopefully, before thinking a moment. “do you live around here?”

“i’m staying at that one hotel off coastal boulevard,” he replied, reaching a hand down and helping you to your feet. “i’m only a lifeguard here right now for the summers, i play soccer every other time of the year.”

“oh my, yes please,” you sighed in relief, and walked with rin to pick up your towel and wrap it around your both wet and sandy body.

“you owe me.”

the car ride was filled with mostly you talking, talking about funny moments from high school, your pets, your lives, past relationships, everything. rin was easy to talk to, his voice was calming, and god, those lips..

“are you listening?” rin asked, snapping you from your small trance. “i can feel you staring.”

“oh,” you whispered, looking out the window instead of at rin’s pretty face. “yes, sorry. say that again?”

“i asked what you want to eat when we get there.”

“chinese food?” you suggested, flashing a happy smile at rin as you pulled into the parking lot of the building.

after ordering the food, getting cozy in his hotel room after you took a shower, he let you wear his shirt (which was pretty big on you) and you had nothing else to wear but a pair of his boxers underneath. you hung up your bathing suit in the bathroom and heard him call out.

“i’m gonna go pick up the food, i’ll be back. i’m locking the door, don’t let anyone random in.”

you laughed.

when rin left, you sat in the bathroom for a moment, lost in thought. you thought about how hot rin looked on top of you, water dripping over his muscles and abs and his small hips and god, his thighs. you could have almost seen his print.

you could feel a small coil of heat in your lower abdomen, squeezing your thighs together and walking out of the bathroom. you got into the bed opposite of rin’s sliding underneath the covers onto your side and snaking your hand between your legs.

you prodded your fingers against your clit, letting out a small, pleased mewl from your mouth. you circled it, moaning quietly into the pillow and speeding up the works of your hand. you bit your lip hard enough to draw blood, trembling all over when you felt a hand on your shoulder from outside of the blanket. you paused, gulping as you pulled your hand out, sitting up and keeping the blanket over your sweaty and slick bottom half. it was rin. you hadn’t even heard the door open.

“are you okay?” he asked. “you were trembling and hiding under the blanket.”

“i-i’m okay,” you assured him, voice shaky and cheeks bright red. your cunt throbbed and fluttered over nothing, and you shut your thighs tightly, clearing your throat.

he raised an eyebrow. “what are you hiding?” he asked, and without warning, rin yanked the blanket off of you, but quickly noticed the wet spot on the crotch of his boxers, still growing. rin’s eyes widened, and his cheeks turned pink. “oh.”

“rin, i’m s-so so sorry! i don’t know what happened i-i just.. it just happened!” you stuttered, fumbling over your words and turning red all over. rin was silent, and you looked away, until a weight shifted onto your bed and strong hands forced your thighs apart. “w-what..?”

you barely had time to react when rin’s fingers hooked beneath the waistband of the boxers you had on and pulled them off of you, throwing them across the room.

“i thought of a way you can repay me,” rin whispered lowly, looking into your eyes, and then lowering his gaze to your pretty folds. “so beautiful. i’ll eat you out another time, okay? but tonight you’re doing all the work.”

rin ended up beneath you, leaning against the pillows on the bed, legs spread and cock standing at attention, leaking pre onto his belly. he was squirming. for someone so stoic and aloof, he sure was sensitive.

“i’m going to start, now, rin. is that okay?” you asked for confirmation, looking down at him as you hovered your entrance just above the tip, which was flushed and begging for attention. rin’s hands made their way to your plush hips, gripping tightly. he was happy you were still wearing his shirt, it looked good on you.

“go at it,” he whispered softly, watching as you lowered yourself onto his dick, your pussy gripping him like a vice and swallowing him whole.

“atta girl, just like that.”

when you started to grind up and down against him, your slick coating every vein on his cock and leaking down onto his abdomen.

rin whimpered quietly, panting as he threw his head back and squeezed your hips. licking his lips, he reached one hand up to your hair and tugged, leaning you in for a kiss, locking his tongue with yours and moaning.

you let out pleased whines and mewls, trying your best to pick up the pace, feeling like the little coil in your belly was about to snap.

rin was choking back groans, his own hips bucking upwards into you involuntarily, eyes shut and still rolling back from pleasure.

he pulled away when he came, shooting his load inside of you with a small cry, his thrusts becoming sloppy as he felt the juices of your release drip down his cock and onto him. he leaned back against the headboard, absolutely spent.

you leaned against him, wrapping your arms around his body and sighing happily, leaving his dick inside of you comfortably.

“did i do good?” you asked softly.

“the best girl all for me,” rin confirmed, humming as he reciprocated your embrace, squeezing you tight against his body.

“maybe you should let me save you more often.”

#smut #soft smut #rin x reader #blue lock #blue lock smut #sweet #beach #drowning

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rrain-writes · 29 days

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Uhh I wrote an easter-inspired fic i guess. Enjoy!

It was a lovely day on Outset Island. The sun was shining, the seagulls were squawking, and the Chain finally got a chance to take a break from some of that teenage angst. Yes, even the ‘adults’.

Wind shouted sailing terms at Aryll, Hyrule and Wild, who all jumped up and down on a rock they had deemed their ship at his orders.

Legend, Four and Time relaxed on the beach, Four chatting to Wind’s Grandmother about her knitting.

Twilight and Warriors shouted as they wrestled in the waves, and Sky floated lazily in the water watching on.

After a while, Wind’s Grandmother called out. “Wind, Aryll! Time to bring your friends inside!”

Wind gasped excitedly, jumping off the rock and dragging the others with him. “Come on!” He cried. “We have to go!”

“Why?” Hyrule asked as he was tugged along by Aryll’s small hand. Aryll laughed before she answered for her brother.

“The gift dolphin will be coming soon! If we’re out here when he comes, then he won’t bring any gifts!”

“Gift dolphin?” Four asked, causing Wind to slow down. “What’s that?” The sailor looked around, observing everyone’s expressions.

“None of you know what the gift dolphin is?”

“I don’t think any of us know what a dolphin is.” Time replied with a chuckle. “Mind telling us about it?”

Wind nodded, grinning. “We have to get inside first though. Race you all!”

And so the odd little family ran across the beach, kicking up sand as they laughed. Some of them may have trailed behind each other, but no one walked alone. When they all made it to the house, Wind and Aryll took charge. Sitting everyone in a circle, the pair began to tell their story.

“The gift dolphin comes every year.” Wind explained. “And brings gifts for people who have been good. We aren’t allowed to see him though, otherwise we won’t get any gifts.”

“Why would he not give gifts if you see him?” Hyrule asked curiously.

“Grandma says he’s shy.” Aryll answered. “He doesn’t like coming close to the beaches when people are there.” Hyrule nodded along, satisfied with the answer.

“But how do you know when he’s come, if you can’t see him?” Wild asked.

Wind grinned, teeth bared in silent amusement. “You’ll know.” He replied cryptically. Wind’s Grandmother tilted her head like she was listening to something just in that moment. “I think it’s almost time.” She said in her kindly grandmother-ish voice. Aryll and Wind were nearly bouncing in excitement, their energy infectious.

All of a sudden there was a loud trumpeting noise, like a thousand… well, trumpets. That were all playing a low F. Wait… yeah no, that sounded like a low F.

Whatever note the trumpets were playing, it went on for a good couple of seconds before abruptly cutting to silence. Aryll let out a squeal before racing out the door, her brother hot on her heels. The more excitable members of the chain were quick to follow, and everyone else trailed out after them.

Outside the house looked bright and sunny. It looked magical, like paradise. It looked… okay, it looked the same as before, but the ✨vibes✨ were different. It was clear the gift dolphin had visited, but now it was time to see if he had delivered.

And delivered he had. In his own, special way, of course.

11 coconuts sat in a near little row where they hadn’t previously been. They still dripped with salty salt water.

“Look!” Wind cried out in joy as he darted to pick up one of the coconuts, holding it above his head. “There’s one for everyone!”

As the others went to go collect a coconut, Wind grabbed a sharp rock and methodically struck the shell of the hairy fruit until there was a clean break. He then prised his fingers into the gap and pulled it apart. Unlike a normal coconut, that was not from the gift dolphin, coconut water did not spill out.

Instead, there was a whole lot of crab meat, which Wind deposited in the bucket his Grandmother had brought out with her.

But wait! There’s more!

Inside the crab meat was a shiny, green… egg. That’s right, an egg.

“An egg?” Sky asked in confusion, parroting the author.

Legend blinked in surprise. “Hang on, what do you mean author?”

The author in question paused from where they were typing on their phone in the darkness of their bedroom at 2:13 at night.

*insert that backspacing noise the iPhone does when it’s off silent mode*

But wait! There’s more!

Inside the crab meat was a shiny, green… egg. That’s right, an egg.

“An egg?” Sky asked in confusion. Wind nodded as Aryll pulled a shiny yellow egg out of the coconut that she was holding (that is after she put the crab meat into her Grandmother’s bucket, of course).

“Watch.” The sailor said, holding the egg out for his brothers to see. He carefully pulled the shinyness away from the egg, because it turns out that was just its skin, to reveal a brown version of the egg. He then shoved it in his mouth.

“Yummy.” He said with a thumbs up.

The chain all scrambled to grab a coconut.

#fan fiction #linked universe #lu #lu twilight #lu wind #lu wild #lu hyrule #lu legend #lu warriors #lu sky #lu four #lu time #fluff #crack #easter #outset island #lu aryll #wind's grandmother #coconuts

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Just a little Namor drabble I thought of

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THE LIGHT IN MY LIFE

Tags: Angst with some fluff

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⚠️ CONTENT WARNING/TRIGGER WARNING: Mentions of self harm, reader experiencing depression

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Summary: You and Namor met on the beach alone together. Even though you're a human, you and him have been finding solace in each other as much more visits been happening. But then you don't see him as much anymore. Wondering when he will come back. Wondering if he even feels the same love you have for him.

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It's been several months without seeing Namor. You come to this particular beach every day, only to never see him. You even visit at night and he's still not there. You were starting to believe that maybe the feeling wasn't mutual at all. That it was only you who felt that way.

It was night time. You decided to come visit that beach one more time. He might not come but you still had a little bit of hope left.

You hear the waves of the water wash upon the shore, feeling the night's cold air. The sand is cooling on your feet instead of scorching hot like it is in the summer sun. It was peaceful, yet lonely. Not a single person, no animals, not hearing any chatter, just only the soft sounds of the ocean.

You walk over to the shore and sit in front of it. You sigh. You watch the ocean glimmer under the moon lit sky. Not a single sign of Namor's return. "This is stupid." You say to yourself. "I keep coming back for nothing."

You find a sea shell next to you. It looks very familiar. Like the shell Namor gave you on one of your visits. To call him if you need him. Might just be any regular old shell. But then you thought to yourself "Might as well figure out if it really is."

You check the shell to see if a crab is living inside it. And of course, it's an empty shell. You sigh with relief as you blow into the shell. You set the shell down and look at the ocean to see if Namor is coming. Then you look at your arms.

All of the burn scars you inflicted on yourself in the past. You have been spiraling into a deep depression since. Family didn't seem to care, friends didn't seem to notice. Coming to this beach was your only escape from reality. But even your escape seemed pointless to you.

Does Namor even care anymore? What reason could he have for being gone for this long? You start to tear up. One tear trickled down your cheek. You buried your face into your arms. All you wanted was to be close with him again.

You hear something arise from the ocean but didn't care to look. The sounds of faint yet quickened pitter pattering traveled over to your direction. It sounded familiar. Like wings flapping?

You feel a presence of someone beside you. You look up to see who it is. You recognize his dark hair, his pointed ears, the jewelry, all the way down to his green shorts and the winged ankles. You couldn't believe it. Namor.

"Namor? What are you doing here?" You ask, trying to choke back tears. He kneeled down and looked into your eyes.

"I came to see you. I know it's been months and I'm sorry. I should've been here sooner."

You sniffle as you wipe away your tears. "Where even were you? I been waiting for you and I was scared you completely forgot about me."

He went and sat down next to you. "Me and my people are now allies to Wakanda. We had to spend time there and help them. You know I wouldn't forget about you."

You roll your eyes at his statement and get up from where you were sitting. "That's bullshit. It's been several months. Almost a year. Ten months, Namor. I know I'm not entitled to your time but you never told me about this. You think I'm gonna forgive you when you left without saying anything?" You said.

Namor looks at you, like it's the first time all over again. But then his expression changes once he looks at the burn scars on your arms. "Did you do that?" He asks.

You look confused then sigh in frustration. "You didn't even answer my question."

Namor gets up and gets close to you. You know that intimidating stare from anywhere. He looks at you sternly.

"I know you aren't gonna forgive me. And you're not obligated to. But I'm asking you this. What is it that you did to your arms?" He asks, even with a stern tone. Your eyes widened then you look at your arms. Even your expression changes. With a more saddened look.

"I took a lighter to my skin and burned myself." You answered, trying not to cry again. He takes your hand and looks at the scars.

"Is it okay if I ask why?" He ask with a softer, more gentle tone. Your eyes tear up again. You look down at the ground.

"I been hurting myself because I wanted to feel something. My family never cared when it came to my mental health neither did my friends. I felt alienated from everyone. Because apparently I can't be depressed when I have this and that. But it's been eating me alive. And I felt like you were the only one who not only understood me but also gave me a reason to smile."

Namor looked at your arms then at you. He put your arm down and gave you a gentle yet comforting embrace. He rested his head on your shoulder. You tear up even more and hugged him tighter.

He let go of you. "I need you to look at me, okay?" He asks. You look at him, misty-eyed. "Please, promise me you won't hurt yourself again?"

You nod yes. "I promise. I'm sorry I did this to myself. I feel so bad about it and I don't want you to feel bad for me." Your voice starts to break.

"Please don't feel sorry. You know I'm not mad at you. I'm only worried is all. I just don't wanna see you in pain like that. Ever." Namor caresses your cheek.

"I'm really happy that you came back for me." You said as you smiled. He wiped away your tears.

After all this time, it turns out Namor did miss you just as much as you did. You never even thought that he would be this gentle and affectionate with you. Especially with how much physical touch was involved.

"I'm just happy to see you again." Namor smiled back at you, then he looks at your lips. "I have a feeling you might say no but, is it okay if I kiss you?" He asks.

You had a subtly surprised look on your face. You look at the ground then back at him. "You know what? Yes, you can." He pulls you in closer to him and leans in for a kiss.

As soon as your lips touch his, you just feel like you're melting into him. Like the world just stopped. His kisses felt so sweet. Like he was yearning for your touch.

You pulled away and put your arms around his neck. "I hope we continue to have more moments like this often." You said.

Namor holds onto your waist. "I know we will."

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#namor #mcu namor #namor of talokan #namor fanfic #namor fanfiction #namor x reader #tenoch huerta #tenoch huerta mejia #jose tenoch huerta mejia #marvel

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delopsia · 4 months

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del 💃🍰 i think it’s time that someone asked about rhett, robby, and reader’s honeymoon...

💐👀💐

...you know, I knew someone was gonna yell at me for ending the post like that 😭 which is exactly why I did it because I will completely forget to write it otherwise. "It was all tame until the honeymoon rolled along..." post in question.

They're sold on the idea of going somewhere new for their honeymoon, unfamiliar to all three of them. And several weeks of research and a weeding later, they find themselves packed up on a plane, looking down at the ocean, on the way to their destination.

Rhett's adorable. He's never done something like this before, and it's so evident in how he lights up. Look at this weird bird! Oh, oh! The buildings are different. Bobby, Bobby, Bobby, what in the world is that restaurant over there? Can we stop there? Please? He's all over the place and glued to them at the same time. By the time they get into their room, he's plain tuckered himself out. Dead on the bed before they can realize it.

There is no better way to celebrate the end of a long trip than an impromptu nap. It is also the reason why Rhett wakes up first and realizes he's got a major thing for seeing Bob wearing that new ring on his finger.

Waking up to an impromptu blowjob was not on Bobby's itinerary, but alas, who is he to complain? Bucking up into Rhett's drooling mouth, fucking that pretty little throat without a second thought. With the wedding, stresses of planning, and everything in between, antics like these stopped over a month ago. It's the longest they've gone without intimacy since they moved in together, and it's accidentally the catalyst to...well.

Think of it as a dam bursting.

One moment, everything is calm. Then Reader is waking up and Rhett's being hauled between their legs by his hair, and he's rutting his pale hips against the sheets, and it all goes downhill from there.

They can't keep their hands off of each other. The Reader rides Bob before dinner and Rhett afterward. Then turns around and falls on their knees next to their cowboy, kissing and sucking at the sides of Bobby's flushed cock until he can't take it anymore.

Bob pins Rhett against the edge of the bathtub and fucks his cute little ass until he's limping afterward. Then wakes him up the next morning by riding him. Of course, that ride happened after he sweetly ate the Reader out until they were pushing his head out from between their legs.

They have to leave the beach early because Rhett swings his leg over the Reader's hips and whispers that he wants to ride their strap-on when they get back.

Bob finds himself on his knees, choking on Rhett's cock because they couldn't keep off each other while the Reader was getting ready. And how are they supposed to leave their beloved s/o out when they stumble upon the sight of Rhett cumming on Bob's flushed face?

And then Rhett's at the pool in those annoying short shorts, and his lovers can barely keep themselves from grabbing handfuls of his ass in public.

They do get some things done; they (somehow) manage to try all of the fun restaurants they spotted, including an evening harbor cruise that reminds them all of why they don't take Rhett on boats. He doesn't get sick, fortunately, but he damn near turns green. Spent time watching the sunset on the shore, in which Rhett and Bob got into it with a crab.

"It bit me!"

"No, it pinched you. It doesn't hurt that—ow!"

They venture off alone and return with presents for each other; somehow, the Reader finds a light-up cowboy hat, and of course, they had to see if it'll stay on his head while riding. It did until he got rolled over onto his back...

Went on a short hike and found a cute little waterfall to relax at; Rhett refused to go in the water, Reader and Bobby splashed him so many times that he looked like he hopped in head first. Booked an afternoon riding horseback and got to laugh at Bob struggling to remember how to ride. Rhett still hasn't let him forget about how he almost fell off.

Bobby gets a little sick on day five and spends most of it snuggling on someone's chest, running the slightest fever, his pale face a few shades whiter. And Rhett's just plain homesick, burying himself into Bob's side and not too keen on moving. That's where it all slows down, for the most part. Limiting the remainder of their days to a few adventures at a time for the sake of Bob's energy, entertaining the familiar things to ease Rhett's stress, and spending their time lounging. Plum lazy, as Rhett calls it.

It's quite funny, actually. Rhett and Bob were about the same skin tone when they arrived, but when they board the plane home, Rhett's noticeably tanned, and Bobby is...lightly roasted. Not necessarily sunburnt, but he's got a redness to his cheeks that lingers for a few days. The freckles on his cheeks have been hidden for years, but in the light of their bathroom, the Reader starts to realize they're resurfacing.

Rhett and the Reader have to kiss every single one, from his cheeks to the ones running down his back, don't they?

#rhett abbott #bob floyd #robert bob floyd #bob floyd x reader x rhett abbott #delgato's asks #💐#milesmillergf

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om-nyomnyom · 5 months

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Ros' Powers

"Oh um… hello little bird!" Ros smiled as a sparrow lands on her head and lets out a few tweets.

The Nightingales were having a pleasant time on the beach sitting in the soft sand whilst watching the sun slowly set in the orange sky.

The other members glanced at one another, then went back to Ros.

"Hey Ros," Graecie starts as the bird flies away. The purple haired girl turns to Graecie and tilts her head.

"Have you noticed that animals… like you?" Ros furrows her brows, but her smile still stays.

"What... do you mean?" She asks, looking back to the sun over the horizon, just slowly touching the waters.

"We mean… it just seems like animals just have a... a liking for you." Acho tries to explain to her, scratching their head.

"No they don't, right? I mean, I do love animals, they are adorable…" Ros gave a small bubbly laugh before turning back to her team.

"You definitely have, like, magical animal powers." Michela waves her hands around as if she was zapping the air.

"Plus, animals don't run away from you. Instead they're more of… interested in you?" Will shrugs his shoulders as he rubs the back of their head. "It's not really a power…"

"More like a gift." Jojo adds from beside Willow, adjusting her pink glasses.

"That power is dumb." Apo mutters and rolls his eyes, Acho slightly pushes him to try and shut him up.

"No, no, guys! If I had powers, I think I would know." Ros shakes her head as she puts a braid of her hair behind her ear.

A crab pops up and makes its way towards Ros. She lets out a yelp and hides behind Graecie.

"Ah! Kill it! Kill it!" She exclaims, and Graecie moves back too.

"Why are you leading it to me?!" She yells back and backs away as well from the crab.

The others chuckle and Will slowly scoops it up with a small grin. "Well... It might be a curse to Ros sometimes..." He chuckles and leads the crab away.

#pirates smp #pirate acho #Nightingales #graecie #roscumber #jojosolos #apokuna #michela darkeyebrows

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Green Lantern #51 (May 1994)

At last, after months of hype, we've finally reached the official debut of DC's sensational character find of 1994: Ohm! You know, Ohm? The guy who fights (and almost beats) Kyle Rayner in this issue?

Oh yeah, and as of this issue, Kyle Rayner is officially named "Kyle Rayner" and not "the rando who got Hal Jordan's ring."

But, before getting his ass kicked by Ohm, the first thing Kyle does with the ring he got in Green Lantern #50 is visit his ex-girlfriend, Alex, who at first assumes this is some practical joke. I guess she's used to Kyle showing up at her door in the middle of the night wearing tight-fitting costumes? Kyle insists that this is real and explains that he got the power ring from a blue little person in a red dress who materialized in an alley, only he doesn't say "little person."

Apparently, Kyle is a bit immature and irresponsible (hence the "ex-" in "ex-girlfriend"), and his job as a freelance artist doesn't seem to be going anywhere, but he thinks the ring represents a chance to get his shit together and make something of himself. He tells Alex he could become a big shot superhero in New York (they're currently in a small town called "Los Angeles," by the way) while she, a photojournalist, could take photos of him and sell them to the newspapers for big bucks. The ol' Peter Parker gamble.

Alex is eventually persuaded by the idea, though I get the impression she's just humoring him because she wants to go back sleep (without him; he's on the couch). The next morning, Alex wakes Kyle up because some nutjob stole one of those experimental armors S.T.A.R. Labs likes to leave laying around and is trying to use it to siphon all the electrical power in LA. Alex tells Kyle to stay in the car while she takes photos and he assures her he won't do anything stupid like, say, try to fight a supervillain with a power ring he's only used to change his clothes and levitate slightly. We already know how that went. Guess we can add "impulsive" to "immature and irresponsible."

That takes us back to the start of the comic, with the ALL-NEW Green Lantern getting pummeled by the mighty Ohm -- that is, until Alex reminds Kyle that he can create stuff with the ring, like a shield to protect himself from Ohm's attacks or a big... stick thing to knock him down. Thirty years later, I still have no idea what this is:

So, Kyle successfully avoids being murdered on his first mission and saves the day as the crowd cheers for "Green Lantern," with only one guy commenting that his hair looks different now. Perhaps inspired by that, Alex later tells Kyle he should put that Graphic Design degree to use and make himself a new costume that will give him his own identity, resulting in the iconic new look that we'd already seen in the cover, and in the ads for this issue, and at the end of GLCQ #8.

(Note that they're at the beach, which means it's possible Kyle couldn't think of anything for the new mask, looked down, saw a crab in the sand, and said "I've got it!")

Meanwhile, at a maximum security supervillain prison known as "the Slab," some poor guards try and fail to contain the breakout of one of the inmates, who turns out to be... our pal Mongul! As in, the one who broke Hal Jordan's arm (GL #46) and helped break his brain by destroying Coast City. And he wants a rematch with "Green Lantern."

Whelp, hope he's better at remembering hair color than the average LA pedestrian...

Plotline-Watch:

According to the DC wiki, this is Ohm's one and only appearance, which I find really surprising. I'm shocked (pun intended) that he survived that period in the mid-'00s when Geoff Johns and James Robinson were going around murdering obscure DC characters for shock (pun intended again) value.

On the other hand, New Jersey's very own Slabside Penitentiary, which also debuted in this issue, went on to become a recurrent location in various DC stories, most notably the Joker: Last Laugh crossover and the Arrow TV show.

Speaking of the Slab, there are a few villain cameos in that scene: a devil guy I don't recognize (is that Nightcrawler's dad?), Shrapnel from Doom Patrol and Suicide Squad comics, and Captain Atom nemesis Major Force. As a fan of the Captain Atom run where MF was introduced, I was thrilled to see him here and wished DC put him to use more often. (Somewhere, a monkey's paw curled.)

I will echo Neil's comment on the post for GL #48 that the timeline for Kyle and Alex's breakup doesn't make sense. In this issue, Alex says they broke up "last week" and doesn't even wanna let him in, yet they seemed pretty chummy in #48, which seemed to take place only a few hours ago. The only way I can make sense of it is that it took longer than implied for Ganthet to crawl out of that pile of bodies and travel to Earth. Future issues do reveal that he made some other stops before settling for Kyle, so it's possible he spent several days offering the ring to random people in alleys before someone finally said yes.

I like that not only does the crowd mistake Kyle for Hal, but Kyle himself doesn't even remember the Green Lanterns were a thing until Alex reminds him, and he was already wearing the costume. This acknowledges Green Lantern's status for casual comics fans as a guy you kinda sorta know but don't really care enough to fully remember. That was definitely the case for me, until this run changed it.

No Guy-Watch this time... because he's getting his very own post! Coming soon.

#green lantern #ron marz #darryl banks #romeo tanghal #kyle rayner #alexandra dewitt #ohm #ganthet #the slab #mongul #major force #shrapnel #devil guy who appears to be naked in his cell #guys who never showed up again

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october 10th

today's spooky poem is "by st thomas water". it was a real struggle to pick just one charles causley poem, because i love him to bits, but this is the one i went with. you can read a bit about it here.

BY ST THOMAS WATER

By St Thomas Water Where the river is thin We looked for a jam-jar To catch the quick fish in. Through St Thomas Churchyard Jessie and I ran The day we took the jam-pot Off the dead man.

On the scuffed tombstone The grey flowers fell, Cracked was the water, Silent the shell. The snake for an emblem Swirled on the slab, Across the beach of sky the sun Crawled like a crab.

‘If we walk,’ said Jessie, ‘Seven times round, We shall hear a dead man Speaking underground.’ Round the stone we danced, we sang, Watched the sun drop, Laid our heads and listened At the tomb-top.

Soft as the thunder At the storm’s start I heard a voice as clear as blood, Strong as the heart. But what words were spoken I can never say, I shut my fingers round my head, Drove them away.

‘What are those letters, Jessie, Cut so sharp and trim All round this whole stone With earth up to the brim?’ Jessie traced the letters Black as coffin-lead. ‘He is not dead but sleeping,’ Slowly she said.

I looked at Jessie, Jessie looked at me, And our eyes in wonder Grew wide as the sea.

Past the green and bending stones We fled hand in hand, Silent through the tongues of grass To the river strand.

By the creaking cypress We moved as soft as smoke For fear all the people Underneath awoke. Over all the sleepers We darted light as snow In case they opened up their eyes, Called us from below.

Many a day has faltered Into many a year Since the dead awoke and spoke And we would not hear. Waiting in the cold grass Under a crinkled bough, Quiet stone, cautious stone, What do you tell me now?

—Charles Causley

#october poems

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caffiend-queen · 1 year

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There’s No Saying Goodbye To Me

Chapter Eight: Parallel Lives

In which you finally find out who’s been sleeping in your bed.

Chapter 7 here

“Sweetheart-”

“Doll-”

“Both of you! Shut the hell up!” You scrabbled backward, awkwardly, looking a bit like a drunken crab as they tried to follow you. “I don’t care if you kill me anymore. Just have the common fucking decency-” to your fury, your voice broke. It was hard to know which emotion battling it out would land on top, but there was horror, betrayal, heartbreak, and a kind of nausea that you had no fucking idea who - or what - these two were. Were they really human? Were they just a more pleasingly formed version of the smoke entity? Did you just say that out loud?

“No! Sweetheart, no, we’re not like… that. We’re human, like you,” Steve said urgently, his hand hovering but not quite touching you.

Yes, you did say that out loud.

Bucky was sitting a few feet away, legs and arms lax and still, like he’d just fallen on his ass from where he stood.

Putting a hand up, you took a few deep breaths, “Okay. Let’s start again. Ever since that sick fuck Thanos and the Infinity Stones, there’s been a fair amount of intelligence about time travel. Based on what I’ve seen from you and the others, there’s para…”

What the hell am I saying? This is insane, you thought, but the remains of that smoke thing are currently rotting on the beach.

“There’s parallel worlds, aren’t there?” Your face was burning hot but you were shaking, your skin chilly and your arms and legs didn’t feel attached to your body. “Parallel universes? Where everything is just slightly off from the next version?”

Bucky stood up stiffly, walking like an old man into the house and returning with a glass of water for you. “Tell her,” he said, not looking over at Steve.

“There’s a parallel universe,” he finally admitted, “at least one we know of, ours.”

You felt like a fist had seized your insides and was twisting them. “How many of you are here?”

Steve balanced on the balls of his feet, trying to angle closer to you without sending you into another crab-like scuttle. “We knew about your Earth for decades, but we could never figure out how to travel here. But The Snap… decimated your people, I know, but when the Avengers here were able to defeat Thanos and reverse The Snap, thousands- tens of thousands of your people had died in the resultant shockwave. It was then we found a parallel fold in space we could use to come here, using the Tesseract. Our Tesseract. But only for the people whose parallel selves had died here. We were able to slip in nearly half our planet’s population to replace those who perished.”

“But…” You mindlessly combed your tangled hair with shaky fingers, “but Steve survived, right? My Steve? He went back in time with the stones.”

This Steve’s face turned cold and furious at the mention of his twin, but he held his temper. “He did. He’s playing house with Peggy right now.”

This time, it felt like that fist had yanked your heart out of your chest. You looked down, trying to hide your humiliation, your heartbreak. It was true. Your Steve, your fiance, the man you’d given your virginity and your heart - he didn’t want them. He’d thrown you away for another shot with Peggy. He was really gone, without a single look back at you.

“But…” he inched closer, “I didn’t run away. I came here for you.”

Rubbing at your wet cheeks with the back of your hand, you asked, “Why did it take so long with you if everyone else just… you know, slipped into place?”

“We had to make sure that this world’s Steve couldn’t return from the past.”

“How many of the other Avengers are your people? Dr. Banner, I’m certain of.”

The men exchanged a long glance. It was Bucky who spoke this time. “Nearly all of them. Peter, Wanda, Hawkeye, Sam… but our Natasha and Tony will be in the next parallel transfer. One of the last. They wanted to wait to make sure they could get as many of our people out as possible.”

“Wait,” you were trying to make your brain work again, to follow the patterns and equations here. “Why do you keep making this sound so final? And how could half of your population be able to transfer when we only lost - what did you say? Tens of thousands?”

Steve sighed, putting out his hand, and you stared at it. It looked like your Steve’s hand; square, strong, calloused with long artist’s fingers. “Will you come and sit down? I promise we’ll tell you anything you want to know. But you look incredibly uncomfortable crouched in the corner like that.”

You were sitting in one of the nicely cushioned deck chairs, a cup of peppermint tea cooling in your slack grasp. Bucky and Steve were still streaked with soot and filth and whatever… that thing was. They’d finished half a bottle of vodka between them- “Because someone here used all my Scotch to firebomb the entity,” Steve just had to get the little jab in.

“Start with that… that thing.” You pointed at the ashy remains of the smoke monster.

“That,” Steve said flatly, “is why there are so few of us left to come here. Our Thanos event - for lack of a better phrase - was something one of our space flights picked up as an organic sample from our moon about twenty years ago. It… regenerated?” He looked to Bucky for help, who nodded. “The entire team was torn apart by the time the ship re-entered the atmosphere. It crash landed in a remote section of the Atlantic Ocean and they managed to grow in numbers and size before they attacked.”

Bucky slowly ran both hands through his hair, as if attempting to comfort himself. “They killed nearly twenty million people before we could even launch a defense.” He chuckled humorlessly, “What you saw? That was a baby.”

You put your head on your knees, suddenly light-headed. “Have any of these things gotten through before?”

“No,” Steve looked shaken. You’d never seen your boyfriend look all shaken up, but- oh, wait. This wasn’t your Steve. Of course, this Steve actually stuck around while your Steve scampered back in time without so much as a goodbye, so…

“I bought this island specifically for the vortex - it doesn’t lead to our world, but there’s something in the polarity that can let unwanted visitors in, not just the smoke entities.”

“Another point of weakness that appeared Post-Snap,” Bucky added. “But we can close it. We just have to hold the line until the last of our people make it through.”

Were you crazy? Had these two finally made your sanity snap like a biscotti? Because it somehow made sense. You were a scientist, not a physicist or an expert in space and time travel, but you’d read enough classified documents under Fury’s regime to know that what they were saying was not out of the realm of possibility. That it was definitely within the range of probable.

“Wait,” you took a shaky gulp of tea. “You said the last of your people who could come through. What happens to the rest of your people? The ones who have a double here, so they can’t come?”

Steve and Bucky looked at each other. “They stay,” Steve said, his expression bleak. “We’re losing our world, it’s only a matter of time. There’s no defense left against the entities, even if we had millions more to fight. This was our chance to save as many people as we could from our Earth.”

“But- what about the kids? The babies? The…” Your protest died off. “There’s nothing? They can’t be saved?”

Bucky crouched by your chair, taking your hands in his. ‘We all knew what it meant when we found the way to fold space into a parallel. We knew. Most parents are staying with their kids who can't come over, even if there’s a place for the adults here, but…”

“This is fucking horrible.” There were tears streaming down your face but you didn’t notice until your hand swiped your cheek. “There’s no way? It can’t be-”

Steve chuckled bitterly. “Sure. We bring them all here. We crush the standards of the singularity that allowed parallel travel. Everyone here dies.” He gave you a twisted little smile. “It’ll please you to know that our Nick Fury will be staying behind.”

You smiled despite yourself. “I’ll bet he’s even crabbier than our Director Fury.”

“You have no idea,” Bucky chuckled.

You grip his hands tighter. “How can you laugh, knowing what’s happening?”

“Because this has been our reality for most of our lives, our modern-day lives, I mean, Steve's and mine,” he was serious again. “Everyone in our world knew what was happening, the tide turned about ten years ago in favor of the entities. Everyone knew it was only a matter of time. The Post-Snap singularity… it was a miracle for us.”

“But…” you felt the chill spreading over you, even in the evening sun. “That entity, the one you called a baby? If it got here, what’s to stop more? If they can get into the ocean here, they can start the same saltwater breeding colony, right?”

“That’s one of the reasons we’re here.” Bucky gave you a pointedly salacious grin, letting you know the other reason they were here on this island.

“You know we’re talking about life and death and you’re making this all dirty?” Incredulous. You were incredulous that this shameless bastard was pulling this right now. Also, that it was working, just a little bit.

“We’ve been dealing with death and the end of our Earth for decades, sweetheart,” Steve answered you. “We take our good moments where we can get them.”

“That makes sense,” you admit with a sigh. “This is… just a lot. It’s a lot.” It was true. When you thought being held captive here was the worst thing that could happen, you were so completely wrong. Parallel worlds? Smoke monsters? A vortex? These two men were not even from here. You put your head down on the table, nearly knocking over your tea.

“I think you could probably use a shot of vodka more than the tea,” You could tell Steve was trying to hold back a laugh. “But I think food is going to be more important.”

“I’m going to contact Tony and Natasha,” Bucky murmurs, “I think they need to parallel here instead of at the Compound.”

There’s blissful silence on the stone deck for a minute. Just you, the seagulls, and the waves crashing onshore. But when your head comes up off the table, the sun is setting and the shadows from the trees grow longer, stretching over the house that is suddenly your only safe haven.

“You’re wearing the expression of someone expecting the worst.” Steve is back, with a tray of sandwiches and slices of mango, pineapple, and kiwi. Putting the food down, he easily lifts you and puts you on his lap, facing the ocean and holding up a chunk of fruit. “Open up.”

You stare at the fruit, the juice dripping on his fingers. “I’m not really hungry, that… the smoke thing kind of killed my appetite.”

“I know,” he said.

Was that a kind, understanding tone? You wondered, Actual, real emotions?

“Bucky and I learned fast how to eat when there was food, and sleep when there was enough safety to allow it,” he mused, “which is why I’m suggesting the same to you.”

Giving in, you leaned over, taking the mango from his fingers into your mouth, aware that he was watching every movement. The taste exploded on your tongue, so vivid that you felt like you were tasting the very color of the mango.

“It’s funny,” you laughed, “I remember you telling me the same thing about you and Bucky growing up poor in Brooklyn, and how you’d-” His body stiffened under yours, but his expression was impassive. “I’m so sorry, truly. That was thoughtless.”

Steve shook his head. “I’m not mad that you’re combining our history, so much of it is the same. I’m fucking furious that the weak bastard left you. But if he hadn’t, I wouldn’t be here.” He made a helpless kind of shrug.”I remember watching the monitor, seeing the timeline shift, knowing it meant I could come here, but knowing he’d just broken your heart.”

Absently, you picked up a couple of sandwiches, handing one to him. “What am I like in your world? I’m guessing a lot tougher if she can handle you.” It was the most disorienting thing, imagining another you.

“There isn’t.” Steve took a bite and chewed, “Another you, I mean. Everything our research showed was that everyone there had a parallel here. Except for you. When we studied you and how close you were to the…” his mouth tightened, “the Steve here, I tried to search for your parallel in our world. There’s no record of you ever having been born. The more Bucky and I searched for you on our planet, the more we felt connected to you. That you were precious.”

You pulled away from his warm chest. “You haven’t treated me that way. You’ve treated me like an object.”

He’s silent for a long time, and you wondered if this was the end of your fragile truce.

His brow was furrowed, and for once, Steve didn’t look completely confident, or condescending, or scary. He looked… human? “For a long time, there wasn’t ever room to be soft,” he said slowly, “even before I went into the ice. There was never time. For anything but survival. All you had was what you took. I’ve been watching you - Bucky and I have been watching you for two years. In my mind, we were already together.” Steve chuckled, “Bucky sucker-punched me in my kidneys this afternoon. I’m sure he’d have tried to do worse to me for locking you up, if we hadn’t had the entity break through the vortex.”

Just Steve mentioning the hellish two weeks you’d spent in isolation made you stiffen and get off his lap. He didn’t move to stop you, but he put out his hand.

“I don’t know how to do… this,” he finally said. “But I want to learn. I can tell you I love you, and I do. But that’s not what I’ve shown you, is it?”

It takes a couple of tries to get a single word out. “No,” you finally manage.

His hand dropped, and Steve nodded. “This is a dangerous time. The risk of the entities breaking through, and the last of the parallel space folds. We have to destroy the corridor between our world and find a way to close the vortex. I’ll…” he stands up, rubbing the back of his neck. “I’ll message the compound to send a pickup for you. They’ll take you back to Washington. My only condition is that you hold off from telling Fury what’s going on. I know we’ll have to tell him everything after the last transport is through and we close any connection between the two worlds.”

“But if you close it…” you watched his face go slack with grief. It was just like your- this earth’s Steve, you meant - that Steve’s face whenever anyone raged at him or wept after the Snap. When you knew he was torturing himself for all the lives he thought he should have saved.

Before he became a heartless prick, your spiteful voice added.

“If you close it,” you pushed on, “that means no one else can come here. They’re trapped with the entities? Forever?”

“Yes.”

It was Bucky, leaning against the terrace wall.

“But…” you floundered, “our scientists here, our weapons, surely there’s something you haven’t tried that-”

“Doll,“ Bucky said, “we had our own Tony Stark. He stayed behind for months longer than he needed to, trying to find an answer we’d missed. Banner’s been pulling weapons data and schematics from here. We… there’s nothing else.”

There’s dead silence between the three of you, and then you remembered something. “That may not be the case,” you pondered. “I’ve seen something that I’m pretty sure Dr. Banner hasn’t.” There was a cautious hope blooming in your chest. It could be nothing, but…

It was still hope.

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craacked-splatters · 2 years

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OKOKOK I JUST FINISHED DHMIS AND IM GOING INSANE HOLY SHIT

tumblr is the only place where my hyperfixations and ramblings won't make me seem like I've been trapped in a basement never seeing the light of day as I piece together a century long conspiracy. Apologies 4 the person I'm about 2 become . I'm gonna full theorist mode but I only have time to point out the puzzle pieces in d first ep for now cuz I got work in like 6 hrs :(( ill come bak n do rhe rest ltr feel free 2 add if u want

Ok so i was rewatching the eps again on my phone & collecting screenshots for my conspiracy board when I found this symbol in the intro 2 d first ep

And I was like wait a min that kinda looks like d ones from the book so i went to see if was true and yep

I don't know if there's anymore symbols scattered around in the other eps or if it was just forshadowing either way its making my brain vibrate. Has anyone else noticed this before? It's so cool

The other things in d intro that seemed a bit weird 2 me was the pics n letters on the fridge, the fact that our 3 guys r coming out of a clock house, and fuking roy looking into d house thru a hole in the wall. The symbolism and metaphors r there guys. I know it but Im putting a pin on unraveling that for ltr cuz I don't have time rn :((

I kept my eyes peeled 4 anything else n then I saw the similarities between the breifcase n his older bro and yellowguy and his imaginary older bro

Both of them were like stuck in the shadow of their younger sibs u know kinda left behind, like the smol suitcase felt inferior n could only watch as his younger was running around being bigger n better, the yellows fake bro was always stuck in the background while yellow took the spotlight,

and they both like lost their shit and injured themselves. The suitcase bro punched a wall n the fake bro literally comitted suicide. Maybe I'm looking to much into this but that kinda intrigued me a bit. Again I'll dissect to that ltr cuz I don't have d time 😔

So the 1st EP was about work & jobs right?

Noticed how like each guy had the same positions in each job?

Duck: (The judge, cryptocurrency, General, astronaut)

At 1st duck's jobs are more centered on power,on bieng a higher authority figure, someone who is respected, admired and successful. He views himself above the rest, he said one needed aggression to get ahead in workplace, (u know w/ the attention freaks part lmao),he narssistic, hes selfish, and is always strivings for better positions, better everything (the vending machine, wanting a better job etc)

He doesn't like this job, he failed at his work tasks, and no one is taking him seriously.

When the screen lady starts singing about stress n shit I was like hold up

First we see, him on the beach with a crab offering him pills. Relaxation=drugs?? An escape from reality perhaps 🤨

Then him walking on a tightrope with a bunch of red things under him (portraying his struggles with his inner demons maybe?? Showing that he is or was barely keeping himself from falling to them??)

This whole thing. The line segments with the relaxing never being an easy straight line,(gotta go thru hell 1st b4 ur happy type of thinking??) And also the colors on the diagram. It's our 3 main guys. Red duck and yellow. (I'll dissect this ltr too no time rn😔)

And this. The coins, (cryptocurrency?? financial issues??) The screw(shitty work jobs maybe) the crab(drugs) the red snake(inner demons?) And the green thing...idk what that is it has scissors n looks like its shushing(untold secrets/issues?) Maybe ita part of himself he doesn't like or harms him

Duck is forced to like his job. He tries to go along with this whole bs, but he can't and snaps causing the hand accident. Is that what happened from before he was dead? Did he cause the death of someone? We know they all died at the same time different places.Then we see ltr that his jobs aren't as powerful as before, he is a mailman, hes a struggling artist, those jobs usually arent seen as impressive as say a CEO. Is this lore👀 could it be a bit of backstory for duck👀

Next we have Red: (Doctor, Barber, boss 2 whole company, horseshoe maker) His jobs are more concentrated on responsibility and expectations. A lot of ppl rely on doctors to help them out, a lot of pressure is laid on their shoulders especially with serious situations. With barbers you want them to give you exactly what u asked for, or at least something acceptable if u cant think of anything. Bosses are bosses. They're literally in charge of a shit ton of things. They keep everything running smoothly cuz 1 wrong move and everything starts going haywire. And horses need shoes to walk I guess

Notice how red is kinda... negligent? I wouldn't say lazy hes not. But remember how he would always want to do something else besides what they were doing? Or be anywhere else besides in the now? He didn't want to do anything at all in the 1st ep deciding to just chill. He didn't want to acknowledge yellows sadness in the Death EP, I guess he didn't want to deal with it? He wanted to meet a real fam, saying that the 3 of them weren't it. The whole road trip breakdown and "Im not going back to that house"?? Very interesting 👀

Yellow: (lumberjack, icecream man, fisherman, assembly worker, therapy patient??)

Yellows jobs r more centered on labor. They're average jobs regular ppl like u and me could get whenever. They usually don't ask for degrees or sumthn just experience perhaps. They might be easy, but there is a form of danger to them Lumberjack? You chop up wood dude, you could easily lose a limb or die. Ice cream man? Well you could always run over someone and uh, stranger danger? Fisherman? Fall out and drown or get lost at sea Assembly line worker? You saw what happened the same as the lumberjack (Trust me I work at a GE and ppl r always getting hurt)I got nothing 4 patient 😔

Besides the assembly one(I'm not counting it it was a lesson), the other jobs could be viewed as experiences.

Lumberjack- helping build the shack with his dad (Roy was there)

Icecream man- its icecream. lot of us go after that car. Especially children.

Fisherman- going fishing for fun, could be a bonding experience idk

Therapy patient- c'mon

There's a lot of shit I didn't cover but it's fine. Everything is so cool and fascinating I'm losing sleep to this whole thing. I'll talk more about it later I'm tired n it's 5am I've got 2 hrs to sleep.

Edit: yo I'm literally at work rn but I realized something. Yellows jobs are repetitive too. A cycle of things that are done a sort of loop. Lumber jacks, assembly line workers, etc etc usually focus on doing one task only, over and over whether it's screwing in bolts, chopping wood, serving food doesn't matter. It's repetitive, meaning you don't have to worry about changes bcuz there aren't supposed to be. You become accustomed to it, it's reliable.

This might've been a bit forshadowing about the way our 3 characters have to start the same routine in the same house again and again, a seemingly endless loop.

Did y'all notice how yellow was extremely against the road trip idea? And the death episode? He didn't want the routine to change. he didn't like it was confusing to him. And just when he's getting used to a change it all collapses on him. Man :(( this show is so cool fr I'll continue dissecting ltr gotta go now

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HI BESTIE COMING IN TO MAKEOUT WITH YOU RN. HOW ARE WE DOING??? I'LL GO FIRST: SO SO FUCKING UNWELL <3 JSDKLSDHJKL

But also your tags on my analysis,,, 👁️👁️

I have Since Shifted on things a little bit after making that post, because I've seen others point things out, as well as noticed differences myself.

SO I'M COMING IN TO TALK EVEN FURTHER ANALYSIS WITH YOU BECAUSE SHDJKSDSK YEAH THE MAN IN THE FOREST OKAY OKAY SO-

There's speculation right now that the man in blue in the top picture and the man with his back to the camera in the bottom picture are the same person. And the current speculation I've seen right now is that it's fucking Hornigold.

But I also wouldn't be surprised if it's like, some other sort of threat too? Like some sort of British Admiral or someone else out to get the lot of them? Or maybe they're entirely different people shdjks BUT I'M LEANING TOWARDS THERE BEING SOME SORT OF CONNECTION,,,

Because like, the Wee John shot comes right before Ed's barrel shot. So I'm like 👀👀👀

BUT REGARDLESS, LOOKING DIRE/DRAMATIC FOR A FEW REASONS.

I was so ~*~swept up~*~ by the beauty that is Wee John in drag in that first shot that I didn't really pay attention to the surroundings. If you look closely, it doesn't really look that much like a party anymore, but some sort of hostage situation/attack. Or maybe it WAS a party, but then whoever the hell that is crashed it.

Because Wee John's hands seem to be bound, someone appears to be tied to the mast, Roach looks like he's having a Bad Time in the foreground, etc etc.

And I THINK it's the Revenge? So like, they were partying, and then chaos ensued, or something along those lines.

AND NOT ONLY THAT, BUT LIKE...

Ed looks desperate, man. And the lighting and his costume/makeup all match up. And because he's wearing the fucking pearls, and has his hair back, and doesn't have his makeup on, this makes me think that ALL of this is in the latter half of the season.

His desperation also makes me think that whoever the fuck THAT is captured/did something bad to Stede. Like maybe...

Whatever led to him screaming like THIS. ((I know there's a high possibility it could be something funny like a crab getting a little 🍆🦀 or something equivalent. BUT ALSO, WASN'T A TORTURER CAST?????))

Anyway, TLDR, they were trying to have a nice party, whoever the fuck that is crashed it and fucked with the crew and/or did something horrible with Stede, and Ed is fucking PISSED ABOUT IT.

((dude if that is the case, and like, they haven't fully made up, yet ed goes absolutely INSANE trying to protect stede??? that's one of my favorite tropes so i'll be in the Ground hope you know that))

anyway kiss kiss smooch smooch rolling into my grave <3

JODI JODI YAAAAAAY I ALWAYS LOVE LOVE LOVE WHEN YOURE IN MY INBOX!!!! it means i’m in for a good time! and MY GOD did you deliver!!!

i’m obsessed with this theory! i think you’re right - this very well could be Hornigold, which would explain Ed’s desperation and unease. It would also explain the barrel situation. “He treated us like dogs — worse than dogs.” Maybe this is finally his chance to get back at this prick.

In terms of the party on the Revenge:

Talent show? 👁️👁️

Maybe they’re finally doing what they were going to before everything went to shit. It would explain Wee John in drag! Maybe Hornigold seizes the The Revenge midway through? This also means that this could happen post reunion, which explains the pearls and the hair tied back.

I can’t recall if it was a torture or an executioner that was cast! Does anyone have that info hiding anywhere? You could be right about that too Jodi! Hornigold’s taken Stede captive and Ed has to get him back even if they haven’t made up yet, or something along those lines.

WAIT! What if the beach gunfighting scene is them returning to each other after all that?

UH OH

If I think about this any more I’m going to die 😌👍 this response was not nearly as coherent as what you’ve presented here, but we’ve been in the clown car together since the start so I’m starting to think we could communicate telepathically at this point.

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Encantober 2023 Day 6: Heart

Today was the day the entire Madrigal family started to take the week off of helping the Encanto. While each family member each had two days off throughout the week, there was only one week in the year they all agreed to take off together. That was also agreed upon by the town, since they were the ones to see firsthand each of the Madrigals overwhelm themselves in their own way that they agreed to take that weight off their shoulders.

The Madrigals usually spent the week spending time with each other as a family around the town. This year, they decided to spend the week out of the Encanto to travel more and find more places to visit in the future. They went to the town just north of the Encanto and stayed in three hotel rooms, since each room only had two queen-sized beds. Julieta and Agustin took the first room with Isabela and Mirabel. Pepa and Felix took the second room with Dolores and Antonio. Alma and Bruno took the last room with Luisa and Camilo.

The Madrigals found a beach near the hotel that they decided to go to on the first day of the week. Once they made their way to the beach, the Madrigals found a spot to put their chairs and bags that was spacious enough for all twelve of them. While they got quite a few annoyed glares from beachgoers because of how many of them there were, they just minded their own business because they never let other people ruin their week. Antonio saw a long row of seashells by the shore and wanted to collect some.

"Mami, can I go for a walk to collect shells?" he asked.

"Si, Tonito; just stay with Mirabel and don't go out too far." Pepa replied as Felix helped put sunscreen on her back.

"Yay!"

Antonio and Mirabel made their way to the shore to find some seashells that struck their eye. They found all kinds of seashells throughout their walk; small ones, big ones, and many in different shapes. The two youngest grandkids stopped in their tracks when Mirabel found a unique shell that no one has ever seen before. It was bright red, with several rough edges, and was shaped like a heart. It was the most beautiful shell either of them have ever seen.

"This must be a super rare shell," Mirabel pointed out as she held the shell up to the sun.

The shell shined and sparkled in the sunlight and Mirabel and Antonio were never more fascinated by anything their entire lives. Mirabel put the shell back down to let Antonio hold it.

"Do you think it belongs to a type of hermit crab we've never seen before?"

"Maybe; it could also belong to an exotic type of snail. Let's show everyone else the shell, since we should go back anyway. It's almost lunchtime."

Mirabel and Antonio made their way back to the family's beach spot with the shells they found. As they continued walking, they saw a young girl that was about Antonio's age crying by the water. Mirabel stopped with Antonio and ran over to the girl.

"Excuse me, I noticed you were sitting here upset. Are you okay?" she asked.

The girl sniffed before she could reply. "I can't find my mami and papi. I went swimming and came out to find them for lunch; now I don't know where they are."

Mirabel sat next to the girl by the water. Antonio followed and put the bucket of shells next to him. "Do you remember what they looked like?"

"My mami had dark, curly hair. Her skin color is just like yours. She was wearing a purple bathing suit with a flower on it."

Mirabel was impressed with how well-spoken the girl was. It reminded her of herself when she was her age. She stood up from the shore and tapped Antonio on the shoulder for him to also stand up.

"Just stay where you are right now. My cousin and I are going to try to find your parents for you. If we find them, we'll let them know and we'll come back for you."

The girl got up and hugged Mirabel. "Gracias; I'll stay for as long as I need to."

Mirabel and Antonio then left the shore to find the girl’s parents. Antonio used the shells they found to make a trail so they could find their way back to the girl when they found her parents. The two found so many seashells that the trail should be long enough for them to make a trail to find someone.

“Remember, Antonio, we just need to find a woman with dark, curly hair with similar colored skin as me wearing a purple bathing suit with a flower on it.”

Antonio nodded and kept on making the trail of seashells. They got further away from the shoreline until Antonio lifted his head to see a woman that looked exactly like the girl described wearing sunglasses and a beach hat sitting in a beach chair under an umbrella with a book, with a man next to her, who must have been the girl’s father.

“Do you think that’s the woman?” Antonio asked.

Mirabel looked in the direction Antonio was pointing in. “That should be her mami! I would like to ask her if she has a daughter, but she seems so relaxed right now and I don’t want to disrupt that.”

Not that long after they found her, the woman closed the book and put it in her beach bag and took her sunglasses off. She then reached for her husband’s chair and they held hands. It must have been a sign she was finished reading for the time being.

“Well, what are we waiting for? Let’s go ask her if she lost a child!” Antonio said as he grabbed Mirabel’s arm and ran to the umbrella.

The couple looked at each other, then Mirabel and Antonio once they got to their chairs and stopped right in front of them. She never felt more awkward her entire life, considering the fact that she never had to confront anyone about a missing child before

“Hola; I was wondering if you had a daughter that was about five years old wearing her hair in braids and a little sun hat?”

“Si; is there anything you need?” the woman asked.

“Well, I saw her by the shore crying, and she was scared that she lost you while she went swimming because she couldn’t find you.”

The couple sprang from their chairs. “She’s lost!?” the man asked in shock.

“Not necessarily, my cousin made a trail of seashells in case we also got lost and couldn’t find her while we went back. We can just follow the trail of shells and we should find her.”

The couple smiled at Mirabel and Antonio and got up from their chairs. The four of them followed Antonio's trail of seashells. Antonio led the way and put each seashell back in his pail one by one. The couple felt like they were going at a snail's pace with Antonio stopping to pick up the shells, but Antonio was just excited to put the shells back to show the rest of the family. It was not long before they got to the shore and found the girl sitting at the same place she was when Mirabel and Antonio first saw her. Mirabel walked up to her and tapped her on the shoulder.

"Excuse me, I think we found your mami and papi," Mirabel said.

The girl looked up to see her parents behind Mirabel and Antonio. She stopped crying, smiled excitedly, and got up to run up to them and give them a hug.

"Mami! Papi! I was so scared I couldn't find you!" the girl exclaimed.

"Lo siento, querida; we're sorry that you couldn't find you. We're just happy you're okay," her mother replied.

Not that much later, Julieta and Pepa ran over to Mirabel, Antonio, and the family. "There you two are! We've been looking all over for you!" said Julieta as she gave her youngest daughter a hug.

"We saved lunch for you two since we figured you must be starving! Where were you?" Pepa asked.

"We were about to come back for lunch until we saw this little girl right here crying by the shore. She was lost so we looked for her parents."

"Are these your mamis?" the girl asked.

"Si; this is my mama, Julieta, and my tia, Pepa."

"Let me just tell you how amazing your children are. They saw my daughter crying and their first thought was to find us. You are both amazing mothers that raised your children to have the best hearts," the woman explained.

"I'm Maria, by the way. Gracias again for finding my mami and papi," the girl said.

"I'm Mirabel, and this is my cousin, Antonio."

"Maria, before you leave, I want to give you something," Antonio said as he dug through his pail of shells. He dug through until he found the rare, bright-red, heart-shaped shell he and Mirabel found before finding her. “I know you may never see us again, but I want to give you this to remember us by.”

Maria smiled as Antonio handed her the shell. “It’s the most beautiful shell I’ve ever seen. Gracias, Antonio.”

Julieta and Pepa stared in awe at the shell, along with Maria. “Where did you find that shell?” Julieta asked.

“We found it by the shore. We have no idea where it came from, but we thought it looked cool, so we took it with us,” Mirabel explained.

“Well, we’re going to keep it in a safe place when we get home. Don’t worry, Mirabel and Antonio, we will not forget you after this generous gift,” Maria’s mother said.

“We won’t forget about you either, Maria,” Mirabel replied.

Mirabel and Antonio hugged Maria one more time before they went their separate ways. As Mirabel and Antonio walked back with their mothers, they gave their youngest child one more hug.

“You know how proud we are of you,” said Pepa.

“The fact that you found a lost girl and found her parents for you says so much about both of you as people,” Julieta added.

“Gracias, mami, tia; I really do hope that they really won’t forget about us,” Mirabel replied.

“I’m sure they won’t, they will probably put that heart-shaped shell you gave them in a special box that will open whenever they feel lost,” Pepa explained.

The four of them continued walking back until they found the rest of the family by their lounging spot so Mirabel and Antonio could have their lunch. They told the rest of the family what happened when they collected the shells and told the story of the bright-red, heart-shaped shell that started it all.

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