Miss kitty's hair salon
25F M42
2023.06.02 21:09 Advanced-Spring-1866 25F M42
I just can’t get my head around this situation So would love some advice from people in there 40s.
I am not the desperate kinda of girl not to blow my own trumpet but I don’t need to be. But this situation has left my mind boggling. Would love some advice.
So I am 25 F I own a hairdressing salon about 8 months ago a man 42M come in for his hair it was an instant attraction. We flirted etc but nothing come of it for a long time.
Until we ended up kissing so it got a little more steamy we swapped numbers he would text me here and there nothing to serious. But every time he came in for his hair we would kiss and have a grab etc he would get turned on very easily.
I said from the start it couldn’t be anything serious because of the age gap he has children etc.
He never took me on a date but always kinda promised it but nothing ever come of it.
So nothing has actually happened between me and him other than a kiss here and there when he would come in for his hair.
I saw him today for a haircut and he apologised for being quiet over text and I said it’s fine I assumed you was married off or started seeing someone he said no. But asked me if I had I said yes I have been on a few dates I’m not holding my self back because he doesn’t want to put the effort in.
He said the reason was he was worried he would fall in love with me, and it all goes tits up with him being so close to where I work he was worried it could get bitter. But once again he kissed me and got an erection. What is going on here? Am I missing something? I am starting to think he is married. Just for the record I have asked him multiple times if he is married or has a girlfriend he denies it.
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I am not the desperate kinda of girl not to blow my own trumpet but I don’t need to be. But this situation has left my mind boggling. Would love some advice.
So I am 25 F I own a hairdressing salon about 8 months ago a man 42M come in for his hair it was an instant attraction. We flirted etc but nothing come of it for a long time.
Until we ended up kissing so it got a little more steamy we swapped numbers he would text me here and there nothing to serious. But every time he came in for his hair we would kiss and have a grab etc he would get turned on very easily.
I said from the start it couldn’t be anything serious because of the age gap he has children etc.
He never took me on a date but always kinda promised it but nothing ever come of it.
So nothing has actually happened between me and him other than a kiss here and there when he would come in for his hair.
I saw him today for a haircut and he apologised for being quiet over text and I said it’s fine I assumed you was married off or started seeing someone he said no. But asked me if I had I said yes I have been on a few dates I’m not holding my self back because he doesn’t want to put the effort in.
He said the reason was he was worried he would fall in love with me, and it all goes tits up with him being so close to where I work he was worried it could get bitter. But once again he kissed me and got an erection. What is going on here? Am I missing something? I am starting to think he is married. Just for the record I have asked him multiple times if he is married or has a girlfriend he denies it.
2023.06.02 21:09 jcfspds 20 [F4A] Constant. (Im also going to conquest)
Something happened that has deeply hurt me lately so I figured we could probably use/need each other to keep each other company. I've kind of lost hope in everything, I guess I have become an empty soul. I'll fill your void, you'll fill mine and we'll be a slow burn romance.
First of all, I want us to be friends more than anything, but we can also offer each other physical support or intimacy. I don't mean the act of copulation — I think I am too tired of that. I just want to lay down in someone's arms, with my hair being stroked, as they tell me it's all going to be okay.
I miss being hugged. I want to be babied. I miss cooking for someone, and that someone would be patient with me as I learn how to perfect my cooking. I miss smiling or coming to someone's place every weekends, knowing that all the hardwork in the week will be worth it as I have something to look forward to. I miss going out with someone and losing all track of time, and I miss being romanced. I crave romance and security and warmth. I wanna have someone around so I feel like it is safe to sleep and you wouldn't disappear.
I'm scared to be alone. I'll be your perfectly curated person, tailor-made to make you happy as long as you provide me the validation, warmth, understanding, empathy and faux sense of love that I seek. Because deep down, I know, it does not really exist. And I know that the whole me, when showed, wouldn't be loved.
I hope you are looking for the same. I want to find my person — please save me.
About me:
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First of all, I want us to be friends more than anything, but we can also offer each other physical support or intimacy. I don't mean the act of copulation — I think I am too tired of that. I just want to lay down in someone's arms, with my hair being stroked, as they tell me it's all going to be okay.
I miss being hugged. I want to be babied. I miss cooking for someone, and that someone would be patient with me as I learn how to perfect my cooking. I miss smiling or coming to someone's place every weekends, knowing that all the hardwork in the week will be worth it as I have something to look forward to. I miss going out with someone and losing all track of time, and I miss being romanced. I crave romance and security and warmth. I wanna have someone around so I feel like it is safe to sleep and you wouldn't disappear.
I'm scared to be alone. I'll be your perfectly curated person, tailor-made to make you happy as long as you provide me the validation, warmth, understanding, empathy and faux sense of love that I seek. Because deep down, I know, it does not really exist. And I know that the whole me, when showed, wouldn't be loved.
I hope you are looking for the same. I want to find my person — please save me.
About me:
- 5'2"
- Normal BMI (recently got back to working out)
- Creative industry
- Working student
- Plethora of niche hobbies and interests
- Into film, photography, art, technology, gaming
- Hopeless romantic
- Understanding
- Loves psychological mangas such as Dear Sa-chan, Oshi No Ko, Aku no Hana (Oshimi Shuzo's works are the best), Killer in Love
- Anxious to Disorganized Attachment Style working to be Secure
- https://last.fm/usesa1ph
- Under 25
- Love-starved, hopeless romantic din
- Taller than me
- Slim to normal BMI
- Has great sense of fashion, or charismatic
- Intelligent while being empathetic
- Same interests
- Understanding, patient and kind
2023.06.02 21:08 AccomplishedKale795 Ben Gross : The Cat Dad
Ben had never thought that he would ever be a cat dad, not since he saw his own father run over his cat when he was only five. But yesterday, history almost repeated itself when he almost ran over two stray kittens while driving himself home from the graduation ceremony.
It had happened only a few hours ago - despite the fact that in an attempt to impress his dad, who was in the passenger seat, he had tried to be extra precise while backing out of his parking spot, he missed a little something in his way.
However, before the disaster could happen, a shrill scream made him slam the brakes.
"STOP! You'll run over them, STOP!"
Shira?
He jumped out the car and ran to the back, to find Shira looking slightly wary of a cardboard box near one of his back wheels. Inside the box were two kittens.
"BEN!" she shrieked on seeing him, her arms flailing in an almost comical way, "You almost killed them!"
Ben picked up the box, and noticed that there was a small slip of paper inside it.
"You should be more mindful of how you treat animals, Ben! We're supposed to share the planet with them, not-"
"Here, hold it for a moment" he interrupted, holding out the box for her to take.
She did not comply. Instead, she scooted away with a scared look on her face.
It took every last ounce of resilience inside Ben to not roll his eyes. Here she was, lecturing him about being 'mindful' with animals, when she was too disgusted to hold a box with two tiny, malnourished sleeping kittens.
Balancing the box in one hand, he pulled out the slip of paper and opened it.
"Take care of them, please" it read.
Take care of them. Hm. Someone left them here to be found.
After a moment of pondering, he made his decision.
"I'll take them to a shelter." he told Shira, opening the car door to put the two kittens inside.
"Wait!" Shira exclaimed, pulling out her phone and positioning herself as if to take a selfie.
"Shira, I'm really not in the mood to-" Ben began protesting, but the sound her phone made told him she had refused to listen to him. She skipped away, typing what he was sure was a story about how she saved two innocent kittens.
Her followers will like that, for sure.
Still, I'm rescuing two kittens from certain death. That's a good deed.
His good deed, however, remained unfinished, because the shelter did not have any space for cats and could not take in the two kittens. Ben was forced to take the kittens home, with the reassurance that his dad would find a place for them somewhere else.
And now here he was, having cleaned and fed them with Patty, trying to figure out what variety they were while shovelling spahgetti into his mouth.
"Oh, Ben! My sweet boy has graduated!" a saccharine voice suddenly spoke.
His mother.
Vivian Gross, unlike his dad, had chosen to be absent from his graduation ceremony, where he and Devi had jointly recieved the title of valedictorian. His dad had hugged him tightly and exclaimed how proud he was of his son with tears in his eyes. Ben knew he would remember that moment and smile till the day he died, he would be forever grateful for it, but it didn't quite erase the truth - he had expected his mother to show up. This was not a PTA meeting, not a debate tournament, not a club presentation - he has graduated high school. This was important. Today, for one day, he was important.
Apparently not important enough for his mother to abandon her regenerative healing spa appointment.
He did not want to admit it, but a sinking weight had appeared in his chest when his dad had informed him that his mom wasn't coming at all, and it had only dulled slightly since then. On hearing her voice, the weight re-appeared with full force. She pulled out a chair and sat beside him at the dinner table.
"No phone! Be respectful when your mother wants to talk to you, alright?"
Ben immediately put his phone down.
"So, have you thought about college, honey? Where would you like to go?"
Ben tried his best to not let the sheer disbelief show on his face. After all, 3he should have seen this coming.
"Uh, yeah, I - I applied to Columbia. The acceptance letter arrived two months ago. I got in. I'm pretty sure I told both you and dad?"
"You did? Oh, I must have forgotten! Typical me, forgetting things all the time."
It isn't normal to forget what ivy league your son got int- no, no Ben, don't be ungrateful. Don't say anything.
Well, I'm not being ungrateful here. She should've known this.
Before Ben could decide whether or not to convey his true feelings on the matter, Vivian cut the conversation short by pulling her phone out of her purse and beginning to scroll through it. Whether she ignored or didn't hear his scoff, he did not know.
After some time, she spoke up again.
"Oh, you and your girlfriend rescued kittens today? That's so nice!"
"My girlfriend?"
"Shira! She's your girlfriend, isn't she? I'm one of her followers! Very sweet girl, understands the importance of self-care very well."
He opened his mouth to say something, but no words came out for a bit.
"Mum" he began, drawing a deep breath and trying to control the quiver in his voice "Shira and I broke up two years ago, in sophomore year."
You'd know that if you knew anything.
"Huh? Oh! So you haven't had a girlfriend since?"
"No." he mumbled back, realising it wasn't worth it to explain anything to her. If his mom didn't care enough to know everything that had happened in his life in two years, then he didn't care enough to tell her either.
Ben had always thought the fault was in him. After all, he was richer than most kids in his class, he knew that - he had everything. And yet he felt unhappy. He felt unhappy despite having everything, hence he must be ungrateful.
But he had come to understand he was anything but ungrateful. His dad was the one who was always busy, but he had tried - he had become a better parent. He had been there for Ben. He had showed up.
His mother had chosen not to, and it certainly wasn't his fault. Mothers didn't behave like that - he had met Nalini Vishwakumar. He had to fight the urge to yell some sense into Devi every time she said she hated her mom.
She's ungrateful. I'm not.
This realisation had made him colder towards his mother. He realised it, but was even more hurt by the fact that she didn't notice this at all.
"Well, what did you end up doing with the kittens anyways?"
"The shelter didn't have space for them, so I brought them home. They're in my bedroom. I'll keep them until Dad finds a spot for them." he said.
The silence that followed made him look up from his plate, to find his mother staring back at him with disgust.
"You let stray animals into my house?"
"Stray - what? But you just said it was a nice thing to rescue them!"
"It is! For somebody else! If you wanted a cat we could get you whichever you liked from a breeder!"
"I don't want them! They had been left in the parking lot! They would've died there!"
"They could be diseased, you know."
"They're not. I had them checked and vaccinated at the shelter. There's a veterinary clinic right beside it."
"Still, Ben, get rid of them right away. There will be no random abandoned strays in my house."
Bold words, calling it your house, when you're never in it yourself.
She left the dining room in a huff, mumbling exasperatedly to herself.
Left alone, Ben made a decision. Sure, it was driven by hurt and anger, but he would do it anyways. She hadn't come to his graduation, had she? She hadn't listened to him. Why should he listen to her?
For the first time in his life, Ben Gross was going to disobey his parents. He was going to keep those damn cats.
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Ben woke up the next morning to the sounds of two kittens rolling around and yawning in a box, and realised he was a bit conflicted - taking care of a whole live animal was no joke, especially since he couldn't ask for help from Patty and his dad.
Hiding them from mom isn't really a problem.
The thought of his mother brought back some of the rage he had felt the night before.
He was keeping those kittens, for sure, but for now, he didn't know where to start.
After an hour of research, Ben had a list and a day full of errands to run.
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Why are there so many litter box varieties in this world?
Ben had never known such confusion in his entire life. He was the class valedictorian, had won multiple awards and first place prizes, had gotten into a freaking ivy league, and yet had never faced something so difficult.
In front of him were five tub-like containers - each of a different colour, shape and size. One of them had a transparent lid, another one had a coloured lid, one of them had all these little knobs and buttons on the side, another one had a tag that said 'CAUTION : Be careful of electric wires'
He had angrily told the salesman to leave him alone after the idiot had attempted to sell him seeds for a parakeet, and now he had no one to ask for help.
Or maybe not.
He whipped out his phone and dialled a number.
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Ben was regretting his choice.
Paxton had been standing beside him for the past five minutes, brow furrowed and completely silent.
Ben had suddenly realised that he did, indeed, have friends, friends he could ask for help. Only, his friend seemed even more lost and confused than he was.
"I- Wait, does that one say be careful of wires? I thought litter boxes didn't need electricity!"
"So did I! That's why I called you for help!"
"Me? What would I know about this? I've never had a pet!"
"But then why did you agree to help me?"
"Dude, I thought the box was too heavy for you to carry!"
"What's too heavy to carry?"
Trent had showed up out of nowhere, but Ben was somewhat used to him appearing out of thin air.
"Nothing. We can't figure out what to do here, which one of these litter boxes should I buy?
Trent looked at him with confusion. "Bro, you know these are for, like, cats, right? You can't use them."
Ben closed his eyes while Paxton held in a laugh.
"Yes, Trent, I know. I have two kittens at home. This is for them."
"Oh!" Trent said, rolling up his sleeves "Well, none of this fancy shit. What you need is a smart, durable, and simple solution" Spinning around, he called out - "Yo, does anyone here know where the Paw-fect range is?"
A girl in an apron appeared in the aisle, gesturing at them to follow her. She lead them to a different part of the store - a section that seemed entirely dedicated to the company Paw-fect.
An hour later, they were walking out to Ben's car with three large shopping bags.
"Dude, how do you know all this stuff? I mean, you basically told us what varieties of cats there are based on hair length. Where did you find that out?" Paxton asked Trent, not being able to place when precisely Trent had become an expert on cats.
"I spend a lot of time watching commercials on youtube, bro. I know exactly how to look after bunnies and dogs too."
Ben smiled to himself, getting inside the car. He rolled down the window and bid his friends goodbye before driving off towards home.
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A month had passed since that fateful day when he discovered his two beloved pets in that parking lot. Now, a month into the summer, he felt he had become somewhat of an expert cat dad. Well, enough of an expert to be worthy of a 'Best Cat Dad in the World' mug, the purchase and use of which had earned him some inquisitve glances from his father, but no questions.
He had hidden the kittens away inside his room, making sure to keep it locked at all times.
So far he was managing spectacularly. He had told Patty that he would clean his own room from now on, in preparation for college, and she had not discovered the kittens yet. To his dad he had said that the same shelter they had visited on graduation day had found an empty spot and accepted them.
He had developed a routine - everyday when Patty went out for grocery shopping, he would empty the litter boxes, fill up water and cat feed in the dispensers and brush their fur. He had installed a lock on his door, and made sure to leave it locked whenever he went out.
So far, so good. Nobody knew - not his dad, not Patty, and definitely not his mom, who had only been in the house for two days in the entire span.
The doorbell rang, telling him that Paxton and Trent had arrived to meet the cats.
"Oh, welcome! Ben is upstairs!" he heard Patty tell them.
Footsteps got louder and louder till Trent finally burst through his door.
"Where are they? Where are my nieces?"
"Trent, dude, not so loud man!" Ben warned, but he couldn't stop the smile from coming onto his face.
When he had found them, the two kittens had been on the verge of death. Thin and sickly, with dull fur, they barely had any energy at all, and would stay lying around and yawning all day long. Now, Ben had nursed them back to health, and they were happily climbing up their scratching post.
The only complaint he had was how aloof they stayed all the time. They made absolutely no efforts to return his affection and made no effort to get close to him, and bolted any time he tried to pet them.
He would call them ungrateful, but they weren't humans after all. Perhaps this was just how cats behaved.
"So, what are their names?"
Ben looked at Paxton for a moment before realising - he hadn't named them yet.
"You haven't thought of names yet, have you?"
"Uh, no."
"We'll help."
They both sat down on his bed and began gazing at the cats carefully.
This went on for some time. Just before Ben was about to interrupt, Trent finally spoke up.
"The white one is Taylor and the ginger one is Sadie."
On recieving confused looks, he explained further "She reminds me of Taylor Swift and she reminds me of Sadie Sink. Name your kids after great people and they shall become great themselves."
Before Ben could say anything in reply, the cats noticed that they had visitors in the room and bounded towards Trent. Jumping onto him, they began licking his face.
"Hey! They like the names!"
"Well," Ben said, smiling "Taylor and Sadie it is."
The very next morning they had little silver collars with Taylor and Sadie engraved on them, hanging around their necks.
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Ben stood as if ready to tackle, glaring at the white kitten. Taylor glared back - no one would make her take a bath if she did not want to take a bath.
A moment more of glaring, and Ben jumped onto her. Taylor let out a yowl and shot off towards the bed.
"Come back here, you little rascal! Don't get my bed all muddy!"
But Taylor refused to listen. Jumping on the bed, she left her muddy footprints all over the white sheets.
Ben had accidently left the window cracked open the previous day, and the more mischiveous one of his cats had taken the opportunity to escape out into the rain-filled muddy backyard. Ben had been trying to get her to take a bath in his tub ever since, but getting a cat near water was proving to be more difficult than imagined.
"You were fine with soaking around in the rain yesterday - what's the problem with my tub? It's still water!" he exclaimed as she attempted to run away from between his legs.
She was not succesful, however, for in that second Ben bent over and caught her.
She growled again as he held up her little kicking and squirming frame in victory.
That very moment, the door opened, revealing Patty on the other side.
Ben gulped - he had forgotten to lock the door.
"I can explain-" he began, but he was cut short.
"Oh little prince, did you really think you could keep a cat in this house for two whole months without telling me? Who do you think kept them clean this whole time? Come one, hand them over, I will give them both a bath."
Shocked, Ben handed Taylor over to her.
"Does-does Dad know?"
"Of course! He really liked your 'Best Cat Dad Ever' mug."
As Patty took the kittens away, Ben smiled to himself. So his dad did know him well enough to know his secrets after all.
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The news had put a damper in an otherwise splendid morning.
Ben had grown out of wanting his mother to return home. Now, he didn't feel anything but frustration when she was around, didn't wish for anything but for her to leave. It was better when she was away.
But that morning Patty had told him that she would be returning home for a whole week.
Way to ruin a boy's day.
He was shuffling about his room, reluctantly trying to find his jacket so he could go out and buy something nice for his mother.
Ever since the reveal that both Patty and his father were well aware of his pets, Ben had let them run free in the house. The very first day the two had run across the hall while he was they were eating breakfast, and his father had simply smiled in response.
Now he headed downstairs, calling out to them, but neither of them appeared.
Shrugging it off, he left for the grocery store. A box of chocolates would do nicely, he thought.
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Ben returned home to chaos.
His mother was apprently screaming at someone in the living room.
As he got closer, he could make out the words more clearly.
"How could you let those...those creatures stay in our house Howard? He picked them off the street!"
Of course, the very first thing she did after returning home was berating his pets. Anger bubbled up inside him, but he pushed it back down and entered the room smiling. His father was sitting on the couch, massaging his temples, while Vivian stood in front of him.
"Mom, you're back! I got you chocolates." he said, trying his best to fake happiness, holding out the box.
His mom didn't take it, and instead crossed her arms and glared at him.
"Ben, I told you to get rid of those cats."
"You did."
"But you didn't listen to me! They were in my house! I went to the fridge to get myself water and I found them rolling around on the kitchen floor!"
Ben paused for a moment.
"I wanted to keep them."
"I don't care! I told you to get rid of them! You have to listen to me, I AM YOUR MOTHER!"
Well, it's not like you ever behave like a mother.
"What did you just say?"
Did I say that out loud?
"What did you just say, you ungrateful brat?"
That was what did it. Something inside Ben's chest shattered into pieces. His eyes filled up with tears as he stared straight at his mother, having waited far too long to say what he needed to be said.
"I SAID, you never behave like a mother! You didn't show up to your only son's graduation ceremony, you didn't know that I got admitted into a ivy league, hell , you didn't even know who my girlfriend was! THAT IS NOT HOW MOTHERS BEHAVE! If only you actually had time left for me after all your retreats and spas and treatments, maybe you would realise you know nothing about me!"
Ben did not wait to find out her reaction. He did not turn around to face his dad who was calling his name. He did not look at Patty. He simply bolted up the stairs to his own room.
Locking the door, he jumped onto his bed with shoes still on, and buried himself under the covers. Trying his best to not let the tears fall, he tried to call his cats.
"Taylor? Sadie? Are you there? Taylor?"
Not one peep. They weren't here either.
For the first time in a long time, Ben felt absolutely alone. He had his dad, he had his friends, but he had never had a mom. She was right there, down the stairs, the woman who had given birth to him, but he had never had a mom. And for whatever reason, that was enough to make him feel the way he did.
He lay quietly for some time, not letting a single tear or a single sound escape. He refused to cry.
Suddenly, he felt something weighing down the bed beside him.
Taylor and Sadie both made their way underneath the blanket, finally lying down right beside Ben.
He turned to his side and tried to pat Taylor's fur. He gently touched her with his hand, afraid that she would run away any moment.
But she didn't. Instead, she let out a content purr and curled up into an even smaller ball of fur.
They were here. They were here with him.
He could not hold back the tears any more. But even through the sobs, he began to smile.
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"Take good care of them Patty!" Ben called to his housekeeper as he hugged both of his cats one last time.
"I'll be back for Thanksgiving and Christmas, alright?"
He finally got up to leave when Patty began hounding him about being late to the airport.
He got into the passenger seat beside his dad.
His mom hadn't spoken to him since his outburst that day. He had tried to get a hold of her, but had always come out empty handed.
Still, having let all of it out had left him feeling lighter than ever. This time, he noticed, he didn't really care about his mother's absence.
"I left all the instructions for food and water on a checklist on my desk. Vet visits every month, and -"
"Ben, relax, we got this. You're going to college, be excited."
Ben smiled and looked out the window one last time as the car started, at the two little fur balls that he had come across by accident, who had ended up claiming rather large pieces of his heart.
What's more, they had ended up healing large parts of it as well.
"Yeah, I'm so excited." he said, looking at the road ahead.
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Author's Note : I am so sorry for being SO LATE, but I have an excuse - I kept deleting and re-writing over and over again because this is the first time I'm showing something I've written to someone else. I'll be doing the other two prompts over the next two days as well.
Well, this ended up being sappier than I had thought earlier! Anyways, I always appreciate constructive criticism, but please be kind.
Thank you for reading!
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It had happened only a few hours ago - despite the fact that in an attempt to impress his dad, who was in the passenger seat, he had tried to be extra precise while backing out of his parking spot, he missed a little something in his way.
However, before the disaster could happen, a shrill scream made him slam the brakes.
"STOP! You'll run over them, STOP!"
Shira?
He jumped out the car and ran to the back, to find Shira looking slightly wary of a cardboard box near one of his back wheels. Inside the box were two kittens.
"BEN!" she shrieked on seeing him, her arms flailing in an almost comical way, "You almost killed them!"
Ben picked up the box, and noticed that there was a small slip of paper inside it.
"You should be more mindful of how you treat animals, Ben! We're supposed to share the planet with them, not-"
"Here, hold it for a moment" he interrupted, holding out the box for her to take.
She did not comply. Instead, she scooted away with a scared look on her face.
It took every last ounce of resilience inside Ben to not roll his eyes. Here she was, lecturing him about being 'mindful' with animals, when she was too disgusted to hold a box with two tiny, malnourished sleeping kittens.
Balancing the box in one hand, he pulled out the slip of paper and opened it.
"Take care of them, please" it read.
Take care of them. Hm. Someone left them here to be found.
After a moment of pondering, he made his decision.
"I'll take them to a shelter." he told Shira, opening the car door to put the two kittens inside.
"Wait!" Shira exclaimed, pulling out her phone and positioning herself as if to take a selfie.
"Shira, I'm really not in the mood to-" Ben began protesting, but the sound her phone made told him she had refused to listen to him. She skipped away, typing what he was sure was a story about how she saved two innocent kittens.
Her followers will like that, for sure.
Still, I'm rescuing two kittens from certain death. That's a good deed.
His good deed, however, remained unfinished, because the shelter did not have any space for cats and could not take in the two kittens. Ben was forced to take the kittens home, with the reassurance that his dad would find a place for them somewhere else.
And now here he was, having cleaned and fed them with Patty, trying to figure out what variety they were while shovelling spahgetti into his mouth.
"Oh, Ben! My sweet boy has graduated!" a saccharine voice suddenly spoke.
His mother.
Vivian Gross, unlike his dad, had chosen to be absent from his graduation ceremony, where he and Devi had jointly recieved the title of valedictorian. His dad had hugged him tightly and exclaimed how proud he was of his son with tears in his eyes. Ben knew he would remember that moment and smile till the day he died, he would be forever grateful for it, but it didn't quite erase the truth - he had expected his mother to show up. This was not a PTA meeting, not a debate tournament, not a club presentation - he has graduated high school. This was important. Today, for one day, he was important.
Apparently not important enough for his mother to abandon her regenerative healing spa appointment.
He did not want to admit it, but a sinking weight had appeared in his chest when his dad had informed him that his mom wasn't coming at all, and it had only dulled slightly since then. On hearing her voice, the weight re-appeared with full force. She pulled out a chair and sat beside him at the dinner table.
"No phone! Be respectful when your mother wants to talk to you, alright?"
Ben immediately put his phone down.
"So, have you thought about college, honey? Where would you like to go?"
Ben tried his best to not let the sheer disbelief show on his face. After all, 3he should have seen this coming.
"Uh, yeah, I - I applied to Columbia. The acceptance letter arrived two months ago. I got in. I'm pretty sure I told both you and dad?"
"You did? Oh, I must have forgotten! Typical me, forgetting things all the time."
It isn't normal to forget what ivy league your son got int- no, no Ben, don't be ungrateful. Don't say anything.
Well, I'm not being ungrateful here. She should've known this.
Before Ben could decide whether or not to convey his true feelings on the matter, Vivian cut the conversation short by pulling her phone out of her purse and beginning to scroll through it. Whether she ignored or didn't hear his scoff, he did not know.
After some time, she spoke up again.
"Oh, you and your girlfriend rescued kittens today? That's so nice!"
"My girlfriend?"
"Shira! She's your girlfriend, isn't she? I'm one of her followers! Very sweet girl, understands the importance of self-care very well."
He opened his mouth to say something, but no words came out for a bit.
"Mum" he began, drawing a deep breath and trying to control the quiver in his voice "Shira and I broke up two years ago, in sophomore year."
You'd know that if you knew anything.
"Huh? Oh! So you haven't had a girlfriend since?"
"No." he mumbled back, realising it wasn't worth it to explain anything to her. If his mom didn't care enough to know everything that had happened in his life in two years, then he didn't care enough to tell her either.
Ben had always thought the fault was in him. After all, he was richer than most kids in his class, he knew that - he had everything. And yet he felt unhappy. He felt unhappy despite having everything, hence he must be ungrateful.
But he had come to understand he was anything but ungrateful. His dad was the one who was always busy, but he had tried - he had become a better parent. He had been there for Ben. He had showed up.
His mother had chosen not to, and it certainly wasn't his fault. Mothers didn't behave like that - he had met Nalini Vishwakumar. He had to fight the urge to yell some sense into Devi every time she said she hated her mom.
She's ungrateful. I'm not.
This realisation had made him colder towards his mother. He realised it, but was even more hurt by the fact that she didn't notice this at all.
"Well, what did you end up doing with the kittens anyways?"
"The shelter didn't have space for them, so I brought them home. They're in my bedroom. I'll keep them until Dad finds a spot for them." he said.
The silence that followed made him look up from his plate, to find his mother staring back at him with disgust.
"You let stray animals into my house?"
"Stray - what? But you just said it was a nice thing to rescue them!"
"It is! For somebody else! If you wanted a cat we could get you whichever you liked from a breeder!"
"I don't want them! They had been left in the parking lot! They would've died there!"
"They could be diseased, you know."
"They're not. I had them checked and vaccinated at the shelter. There's a veterinary clinic right beside it."
"Still, Ben, get rid of them right away. There will be no random abandoned strays in my house."
Bold words, calling it your house, when you're never in it yourself.
She left the dining room in a huff, mumbling exasperatedly to herself.
Left alone, Ben made a decision. Sure, it was driven by hurt and anger, but he would do it anyways. She hadn't come to his graduation, had she? She hadn't listened to him. Why should he listen to her?
For the first time in his life, Ben Gross was going to disobey his parents. He was going to keep those damn cats.
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Ben woke up the next morning to the sounds of two kittens rolling around and yawning in a box, and realised he was a bit conflicted - taking care of a whole live animal was no joke, especially since he couldn't ask for help from Patty and his dad.
Hiding them from mom isn't really a problem.
The thought of his mother brought back some of the rage he had felt the night before.
He was keeping those kittens, for sure, but for now, he didn't know where to start.
After an hour of research, Ben had a list and a day full of errands to run.
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Why are there so many litter box varieties in this world?
Ben had never known such confusion in his entire life. He was the class valedictorian, had won multiple awards and first place prizes, had gotten into a freaking ivy league, and yet had never faced something so difficult.
In front of him were five tub-like containers - each of a different colour, shape and size. One of them had a transparent lid, another one had a coloured lid, one of them had all these little knobs and buttons on the side, another one had a tag that said 'CAUTION : Be careful of electric wires'
He had angrily told the salesman to leave him alone after the idiot had attempted to sell him seeds for a parakeet, and now he had no one to ask for help.
Or maybe not.
He whipped out his phone and dialled a number.
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Ben was regretting his choice.
Paxton had been standing beside him for the past five minutes, brow furrowed and completely silent.
Ben had suddenly realised that he did, indeed, have friends, friends he could ask for help. Only, his friend seemed even more lost and confused than he was.
"I- Wait, does that one say be careful of wires? I thought litter boxes didn't need electricity!"
"So did I! That's why I called you for help!"
"Me? What would I know about this? I've never had a pet!"
"But then why did you agree to help me?"
"Dude, I thought the box was too heavy for you to carry!"
"What's too heavy to carry?"
Trent had showed up out of nowhere, but Ben was somewhat used to him appearing out of thin air.
"Nothing. We can't figure out what to do here, which one of these litter boxes should I buy?
Trent looked at him with confusion. "Bro, you know these are for, like, cats, right? You can't use them."
Ben closed his eyes while Paxton held in a laugh.
"Yes, Trent, I know. I have two kittens at home. This is for them."
"Oh!" Trent said, rolling up his sleeves "Well, none of this fancy shit. What you need is a smart, durable, and simple solution" Spinning around, he called out - "Yo, does anyone here know where the Paw-fect range is?"
A girl in an apron appeared in the aisle, gesturing at them to follow her. She lead them to a different part of the store - a section that seemed entirely dedicated to the company Paw-fect.
An hour later, they were walking out to Ben's car with three large shopping bags.
"Dude, how do you know all this stuff? I mean, you basically told us what varieties of cats there are based on hair length. Where did you find that out?" Paxton asked Trent, not being able to place when precisely Trent had become an expert on cats.
"I spend a lot of time watching commercials on youtube, bro. I know exactly how to look after bunnies and dogs too."
Ben smiled to himself, getting inside the car. He rolled down the window and bid his friends goodbye before driving off towards home.
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A month had passed since that fateful day when he discovered his two beloved pets in that parking lot. Now, a month into the summer, he felt he had become somewhat of an expert cat dad. Well, enough of an expert to be worthy of a 'Best Cat Dad in the World' mug, the purchase and use of which had earned him some inquisitve glances from his father, but no questions.
He had hidden the kittens away inside his room, making sure to keep it locked at all times.
So far he was managing spectacularly. He had told Patty that he would clean his own room from now on, in preparation for college, and she had not discovered the kittens yet. To his dad he had said that the same shelter they had visited on graduation day had found an empty spot and accepted them.
He had developed a routine - everyday when Patty went out for grocery shopping, he would empty the litter boxes, fill up water and cat feed in the dispensers and brush their fur. He had installed a lock on his door, and made sure to leave it locked whenever he went out.
So far, so good. Nobody knew - not his dad, not Patty, and definitely not his mom, who had only been in the house for two days in the entire span.
The doorbell rang, telling him that Paxton and Trent had arrived to meet the cats.
"Oh, welcome! Ben is upstairs!" he heard Patty tell them.
Footsteps got louder and louder till Trent finally burst through his door.
"Where are they? Where are my nieces?"
"Trent, dude, not so loud man!" Ben warned, but he couldn't stop the smile from coming onto his face.
When he had found them, the two kittens had been on the verge of death. Thin and sickly, with dull fur, they barely had any energy at all, and would stay lying around and yawning all day long. Now, Ben had nursed them back to health, and they were happily climbing up their scratching post.
The only complaint he had was how aloof they stayed all the time. They made absolutely no efforts to return his affection and made no effort to get close to him, and bolted any time he tried to pet them.
He would call them ungrateful, but they weren't humans after all. Perhaps this was just how cats behaved.
"So, what are their names?"
Ben looked at Paxton for a moment before realising - he hadn't named them yet.
"You haven't thought of names yet, have you?"
"Uh, no."
"We'll help."
They both sat down on his bed and began gazing at the cats carefully.
This went on for some time. Just before Ben was about to interrupt, Trent finally spoke up.
"The white one is Taylor and the ginger one is Sadie."
On recieving confused looks, he explained further "She reminds me of Taylor Swift and she reminds me of Sadie Sink. Name your kids after great people and they shall become great themselves."
Before Ben could say anything in reply, the cats noticed that they had visitors in the room and bounded towards Trent. Jumping onto him, they began licking his face.
"Hey! They like the names!"
"Well," Ben said, smiling "Taylor and Sadie it is."
The very next morning they had little silver collars with Taylor and Sadie engraved on them, hanging around their necks.
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Ben stood as if ready to tackle, glaring at the white kitten. Taylor glared back - no one would make her take a bath if she did not want to take a bath.
A moment more of glaring, and Ben jumped onto her. Taylor let out a yowl and shot off towards the bed.
"Come back here, you little rascal! Don't get my bed all muddy!"
But Taylor refused to listen. Jumping on the bed, she left her muddy footprints all over the white sheets.
Ben had accidently left the window cracked open the previous day, and the more mischiveous one of his cats had taken the opportunity to escape out into the rain-filled muddy backyard. Ben had been trying to get her to take a bath in his tub ever since, but getting a cat near water was proving to be more difficult than imagined.
"You were fine with soaking around in the rain yesterday - what's the problem with my tub? It's still water!" he exclaimed as she attempted to run away from between his legs.
She was not succesful, however, for in that second Ben bent over and caught her.
She growled again as he held up her little kicking and squirming frame in victory.
That very moment, the door opened, revealing Patty on the other side.
Ben gulped - he had forgotten to lock the door.
"I can explain-" he began, but he was cut short.
"Oh little prince, did you really think you could keep a cat in this house for two whole months without telling me? Who do you think kept them clean this whole time? Come one, hand them over, I will give them both a bath."
Shocked, Ben handed Taylor over to her.
"Does-does Dad know?"
"Of course! He really liked your 'Best Cat Dad Ever' mug."
As Patty took the kittens away, Ben smiled to himself. So his dad did know him well enough to know his secrets after all.
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The news had put a damper in an otherwise splendid morning.
Ben had grown out of wanting his mother to return home. Now, he didn't feel anything but frustration when she was around, didn't wish for anything but for her to leave. It was better when she was away.
But that morning Patty had told him that she would be returning home for a whole week.
Way to ruin a boy's day.
He was shuffling about his room, reluctantly trying to find his jacket so he could go out and buy something nice for his mother.
Ever since the reveal that both Patty and his father were well aware of his pets, Ben had let them run free in the house. The very first day the two had run across the hall while he was they were eating breakfast, and his father had simply smiled in response.
Now he headed downstairs, calling out to them, but neither of them appeared.
Shrugging it off, he left for the grocery store. A box of chocolates would do nicely, he thought.
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Ben returned home to chaos.
His mother was apprently screaming at someone in the living room.
As he got closer, he could make out the words more clearly.
"How could you let those...those creatures stay in our house Howard? He picked them off the street!"
Of course, the very first thing she did after returning home was berating his pets. Anger bubbled up inside him, but he pushed it back down and entered the room smiling. His father was sitting on the couch, massaging his temples, while Vivian stood in front of him.
"Mom, you're back! I got you chocolates." he said, trying his best to fake happiness, holding out the box.
His mom didn't take it, and instead crossed her arms and glared at him.
"Ben, I told you to get rid of those cats."
"You did."
"But you didn't listen to me! They were in my house! I went to the fridge to get myself water and I found them rolling around on the kitchen floor!"
Ben paused for a moment.
"I wanted to keep them."
"I don't care! I told you to get rid of them! You have to listen to me, I AM YOUR MOTHER!"
Well, it's not like you ever behave like a mother.
"What did you just say?"
Did I say that out loud?
"What did you just say, you ungrateful brat?"
That was what did it. Something inside Ben's chest shattered into pieces. His eyes filled up with tears as he stared straight at his mother, having waited far too long to say what he needed to be said.
"I SAID, you never behave like a mother! You didn't show up to your only son's graduation ceremony, you didn't know that I got admitted into a ivy league, hell , you didn't even know who my girlfriend was! THAT IS NOT HOW MOTHERS BEHAVE! If only you actually had time left for me after all your retreats and spas and treatments, maybe you would realise you know nothing about me!"
Ben did not wait to find out her reaction. He did not turn around to face his dad who was calling his name. He did not look at Patty. He simply bolted up the stairs to his own room.
Locking the door, he jumped onto his bed with shoes still on, and buried himself under the covers. Trying his best to not let the tears fall, he tried to call his cats.
"Taylor? Sadie? Are you there? Taylor?"
Not one peep. They weren't here either.
For the first time in a long time, Ben felt absolutely alone. He had his dad, he had his friends, but he had never had a mom. She was right there, down the stairs, the woman who had given birth to him, but he had never had a mom. And for whatever reason, that was enough to make him feel the way he did.
He lay quietly for some time, not letting a single tear or a single sound escape. He refused to cry.
Suddenly, he felt something weighing down the bed beside him.
Taylor and Sadie both made their way underneath the blanket, finally lying down right beside Ben.
He turned to his side and tried to pat Taylor's fur. He gently touched her with his hand, afraid that she would run away any moment.
But she didn't. Instead, she let out a content purr and curled up into an even smaller ball of fur.
They were here. They were here with him.
He could not hold back the tears any more. But even through the sobs, he began to smile.
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"Take good care of them Patty!" Ben called to his housekeeper as he hugged both of his cats one last time.
"I'll be back for Thanksgiving and Christmas, alright?"
He finally got up to leave when Patty began hounding him about being late to the airport.
He got into the passenger seat beside his dad.
His mom hadn't spoken to him since his outburst that day. He had tried to get a hold of her, but had always come out empty handed.
Still, having let all of it out had left him feeling lighter than ever. This time, he noticed, he didn't really care about his mother's absence.
"I left all the instructions for food and water on a checklist on my desk. Vet visits every month, and -"
"Ben, relax, we got this. You're going to college, be excited."
Ben smiled and looked out the window one last time as the car started, at the two little fur balls that he had come across by accident, who had ended up claiming rather large pieces of his heart.
What's more, they had ended up healing large parts of it as well.
"Yeah, I'm so excited." he said, looking at the road ahead.
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Author's Note : I am so sorry for being SO LATE, but I have an excuse - I kept deleting and re-writing over and over again because this is the first time I'm showing something I've written to someone else. I'll be doing the other two prompts over the next two days as well.
Well, this ended up being sappier than I had thought earlier! Anyways, I always appreciate constructive criticism, but please be kind.
Thank you for reading!
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I just noticed this missing hair patch on my puppy. Any idea what this could be? Should I be worried?
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2023.06.02 21:06 Sola_Sista_94 Kokichi Time: Part Four (Fanfic)
"How much of that did you hear?" Kokichi growled, his cheeks turning red with anger and embarrassment. Kaede kept on giggling. "It's not funny!" Kokichi fumed.
"Hahahaha...I'm so sorry, Kokichi," Kaede laughed, holding her stomach. "I just...I thought it was kinda cute."
"There was nothing cute about it!" Kokichi huffed as he crossed his arms and turned his back to Kaede.
"Kokichi...you miss Himiko," Kaede said with a sympathetic smile.
"Nuh-uh!" Kokichi lied. "I just...was practicing a song for theatre class!"
"Kokichi..." Kaede said softly. Kokichi turned to her. His eyes seemed less angry and more heartbroken. He slumped his shoulders.
"Could you...close the door, please?" he asked in a small voice. Kaede nodded and closed the door behind her. Kokichi sat on his bed and gestured to Kaede to sit next to him. Kaede sat down and put a comforting hand on his shoulder.
"Is it true, Kokichi?" she asked. Kokichi hung his head and shut his eyes tight, trying not to tear up.
"Yeah..." he whispered. He looked up at Kaede. "I miss her so much. I didn't even realize how much I would miss her."
"Then, tell her, Kokichi," Kaede said.
"I want to, I really do," Kokichi said. "It's just that...I...I want her to be happy. And she's hanging out with Sonia because I basically told her to. So it's all my fault, anyways."
"What exactly happened?" Kaede asked.
"I mean...I was playing my game, and Himiko came in asking me if I wanted to go with her to DeepBlueSea World," Kokichi explained. "I told her that I needed some space...just for that day, so she ended up going with Sonia."
"It's not your fault, Kokichi," Kaede said. "You just wanted alone time. There's nothing wrong with that."
"But because of me, she'd rather hang out with Sonia more," Kokichi said.
"Kokichi...you were honest about you needing your alone time," Kaede pointed out. "If you can be honest about that, there's no reason why you shouldn't be honest about how you feel about her hanging out with Sonia lately."
"I just...can't," Kokichi sighed.
"Why not?" Kaede asked.
"Hanging out with Sonia makes her happy," Kokichi repeated. "If I tell her how I feel, it's just going to make her feel guilty."
"Kokichi, you know that's not true," Kaede said. "Himiko loves you. I know she'd want you to be happy, too."
"Her happiness is more important than mine," Kokichi muttered. Kaede stared at him in shock. A wave of pity coursed through her body.
"Kokichi..." she whispered softly. "Promise me you'll tell her."
"Okay, okay...I'll tell her," Kokichi muttered.
"Because if you don't..." Kaede began.
"I don't wanna talk about it anymore," Kokichi interrupted with sadness and frustration.
"Okay..." Kaede murmured. She stood up and began to leave the room.
"Kaede?" Kokichi called out to her. Kaede turned to face him.
"Yes?"
"Do you...wanna hang out with me?" Kokichi asked in a small voice. Though his voice seemed steady and calm, his eyes were pleading. Kaede smiled gently.
"Sure!" she replied cheerfully. Kokichi felt a bit of relief as Kaede sat back down next to him. He gave her a small, grateful smile. "What do you wanna do?" she asked him. A happy smile spread across Kokichi's face.
"Ever heard of 'Seven Nights At Frank-o's?'" he asked eagerly.
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Later that evening, Himiko returned home with a whole new look. Her hair was now dyed black, and she wore makeup with earrings. Her clothes were more stylish, and her nails looked shiny and were painted red and black ombre.
"Himiko, you look amazing!" Tenko exclaimed as Himiko entered her and Tenko's room.
"Nyeh...thanks!" Himiko replied. "I feel amazing, that's for sure!"
"I wish I could have gone with you and Sonia to the mall," Tenko grumbled with disappointment.
"Hm...maybe you could go with us tomorrow," Himiko said.
"You're going to the mall again?!" Tenko asked, jumping off of her bed with excitement.
"Yup, that's right," Himiko replied. "Every Friday at the mall is called 'Free Fashion Friday,' where they pretty much give away clothes of the hottest trends."
"Whoa, seriously?! That's a thing?!" Tenko exclaimed, her eyes bugging out.
"Yeah...I thought it was weird, too," Himiko admitted. "But it's real. And we gotta get there early before the other customers take all the free stuff. Then, after that, Sonia and I were planning on going to a cute little café."
"Ooo! Sounds like fun!" Tenko squealed. "Now I really wanna go!"
"Okay, I'll text Sonia and let her know that you wanna come, too," Himiko said, taking out her phone.
"Himiko?" came a voice from their doorway. Himiko turned to see Kokichi, and immediately brightened.
"Nyeh...Kokichi!" she shouted happily, rushing over to hug him. "How do I look?" she asked, twirling around and showing herself off.
"Wow! You look really great, Monkey Buns!" Kokichi said.
"Eeeee, thank you!" Himiko squealed.
"Um, so, uh...did you have fun with Sonia at the mall?" Kokichi asked.
"Yes!" Himiko replied, and thrusted her hands out to show her nails. "Nyeh...¡mira! That's Spanish for, 'look!' Sonia taught me that, since one of the languages she speaks is Spanish!"
"I knew that," Kokichi said. Himiko looked at him in awe.
"Oh, that's right! You know Spanish, too!" she said.
"Mm-hmm," Kokichi said with a nod and a small smile. Himiko wrapped her arms around him.
"That's my Panta Bear!" she said proudly. Then she ruffled his hair adoringly. Kokichi smiled back at her, this time, a smile filled with hope.
"So, um...Himiko..." he began. He paused, remembering his conversation with Kaede earlier.
"Nyeh...what's the matter?" Himiko asked.
"Well...you know when I said I wanted to have...y'know...Kokichi Time?" Kokichi asked.
"Of course! What about it?" Himiko asked. Kokichi opened his mouth, but no sound came out. After a while, he sighed and forced a smile.
"I...think I need more Kokichi Time, for um...for tomorrow," he said.
"Oh, that's okay!" Himiko replied happily. "Sonia and I...and Tenko, now...had plans for tomorrow, anyways!"
"Cool," Kokichi said with a nod. "Um...I'll see you tomorrow, then?"
"You got it!" Himiko replied with finger guns. Kokichi chuckled softly as he turned to leave. "Nyeh...Kokichi?" Himiko said. Kokichi turned back to her.
"Yeah?" he asked, trying not to sound too hopeful.
"Are you okay? You seem kinda quiet," Himiko replied.
"Oh, well...I'm just sleepy," Kokichi lied, waving his hand dismissively. "Besides...I got a long day of Kokichi Time ahead of me, so...I'd better get some shut-eye, y'know?" Himiko put a hand up to his forehead.
"Are you sure you're not feeling sick?" she asked with concern. Kokichi gave her a cheeky grin and placed his hands behind his head.
"Nee-heehee...in Mother Kokichi, I don't get sick, sick gets me!" he joked in a Russian accent. Himiko smiled and rolled her eyes.
"Okay, okay," she said. "I get it. You're not sick."
"Well...I guess I'd better get going, then!" Kokichi said.
"Okay," Himiko said, giving Kokichi a kiss on the cheek. "Goodnight, Panta Bear!"
"Good night," Kokichi replied. Himiko closed the door to her and Tenko's bedroom so she could change. With a heavy heart, Kokichi sighed sadly as he shuffled in silence down the stairs to his room.
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"Hahahaha...I'm so sorry, Kokichi," Kaede laughed, holding her stomach. "I just...I thought it was kinda cute."
"There was nothing cute about it!" Kokichi huffed as he crossed his arms and turned his back to Kaede.
"Kokichi...you miss Himiko," Kaede said with a sympathetic smile.
"Nuh-uh!" Kokichi lied. "I just...was practicing a song for theatre class!"
"Kokichi..." Kaede said softly. Kokichi turned to her. His eyes seemed less angry and more heartbroken. He slumped his shoulders.
"Could you...close the door, please?" he asked in a small voice. Kaede nodded and closed the door behind her. Kokichi sat on his bed and gestured to Kaede to sit next to him. Kaede sat down and put a comforting hand on his shoulder.
"Is it true, Kokichi?" she asked. Kokichi hung his head and shut his eyes tight, trying not to tear up.
"Yeah..." he whispered. He looked up at Kaede. "I miss her so much. I didn't even realize how much I would miss her."
"Then, tell her, Kokichi," Kaede said.
"I want to, I really do," Kokichi said. "It's just that...I...I want her to be happy. And she's hanging out with Sonia because I basically told her to. So it's all my fault, anyways."
"What exactly happened?" Kaede asked.
"I mean...I was playing my game, and Himiko came in asking me if I wanted to go with her to DeepBlueSea World," Kokichi explained. "I told her that I needed some space...just for that day, so she ended up going with Sonia."
"It's not your fault, Kokichi," Kaede said. "You just wanted alone time. There's nothing wrong with that."
"But because of me, she'd rather hang out with Sonia more," Kokichi said.
"Kokichi...you were honest about you needing your alone time," Kaede pointed out. "If you can be honest about that, there's no reason why you shouldn't be honest about how you feel about her hanging out with Sonia lately."
"I just...can't," Kokichi sighed.
"Why not?" Kaede asked.
"Hanging out with Sonia makes her happy," Kokichi repeated. "If I tell her how I feel, it's just going to make her feel guilty."
"Kokichi, you know that's not true," Kaede said. "Himiko loves you. I know she'd want you to be happy, too."
"Her happiness is more important than mine," Kokichi muttered. Kaede stared at him in shock. A wave of pity coursed through her body.
"Kokichi..." she whispered softly. "Promise me you'll tell her."
"Okay, okay...I'll tell her," Kokichi muttered.
"Because if you don't..." Kaede began.
"I don't wanna talk about it anymore," Kokichi interrupted with sadness and frustration.
"Okay..." Kaede murmured. She stood up and began to leave the room.
"Kaede?" Kokichi called out to her. Kaede turned to face him.
"Yes?"
"Do you...wanna hang out with me?" Kokichi asked in a small voice. Though his voice seemed steady and calm, his eyes were pleading. Kaede smiled gently.
"Sure!" she replied cheerfully. Kokichi felt a bit of relief as Kaede sat back down next to him. He gave her a small, grateful smile. "What do you wanna do?" she asked him. A happy smile spread across Kokichi's face.
"Ever heard of 'Seven Nights At Frank-o's?'" he asked eagerly.
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Later that evening, Himiko returned home with a whole new look. Her hair was now dyed black, and she wore makeup with earrings. Her clothes were more stylish, and her nails looked shiny and were painted red and black ombre.
"Himiko, you look amazing!" Tenko exclaimed as Himiko entered her and Tenko's room.
"Nyeh...thanks!" Himiko replied. "I feel amazing, that's for sure!"
"I wish I could have gone with you and Sonia to the mall," Tenko grumbled with disappointment.
"Hm...maybe you could go with us tomorrow," Himiko said.
"You're going to the mall again?!" Tenko asked, jumping off of her bed with excitement.
"Yup, that's right," Himiko replied. "Every Friday at the mall is called 'Free Fashion Friday,' where they pretty much give away clothes of the hottest trends."
"Whoa, seriously?! That's a thing?!" Tenko exclaimed, her eyes bugging out.
"Yeah...I thought it was weird, too," Himiko admitted. "But it's real. And we gotta get there early before the other customers take all the free stuff. Then, after that, Sonia and I were planning on going to a cute little café."
"Ooo! Sounds like fun!" Tenko squealed. "Now I really wanna go!"
"Okay, I'll text Sonia and let her know that you wanna come, too," Himiko said, taking out her phone.
"Himiko?" came a voice from their doorway. Himiko turned to see Kokichi, and immediately brightened.
"Nyeh...Kokichi!" she shouted happily, rushing over to hug him. "How do I look?" she asked, twirling around and showing herself off.
"Wow! You look really great, Monkey Buns!" Kokichi said.
"Eeeee, thank you!" Himiko squealed.
"Um, so, uh...did you have fun with Sonia at the mall?" Kokichi asked.
"Yes!" Himiko replied, and thrusted her hands out to show her nails. "Nyeh...¡mira! That's Spanish for, 'look!' Sonia taught me that, since one of the languages she speaks is Spanish!"
"I knew that," Kokichi said. Himiko looked at him in awe.
"Oh, that's right! You know Spanish, too!" she said.
"Mm-hmm," Kokichi said with a nod and a small smile. Himiko wrapped her arms around him.
"That's my Panta Bear!" she said proudly. Then she ruffled his hair adoringly. Kokichi smiled back at her, this time, a smile filled with hope.
"So, um...Himiko..." he began. He paused, remembering his conversation with Kaede earlier.
"Nyeh...what's the matter?" Himiko asked.
"Well...you know when I said I wanted to have...y'know...Kokichi Time?" Kokichi asked.
"Of course! What about it?" Himiko asked. Kokichi opened his mouth, but no sound came out. After a while, he sighed and forced a smile.
"I...think I need more Kokichi Time, for um...for tomorrow," he said.
"Oh, that's okay!" Himiko replied happily. "Sonia and I...and Tenko, now...had plans for tomorrow, anyways!"
"Cool," Kokichi said with a nod. "Um...I'll see you tomorrow, then?"
"You got it!" Himiko replied with finger guns. Kokichi chuckled softly as he turned to leave. "Nyeh...Kokichi?" Himiko said. Kokichi turned back to her.
"Yeah?" he asked, trying not to sound too hopeful.
"Are you okay? You seem kinda quiet," Himiko replied.
"Oh, well...I'm just sleepy," Kokichi lied, waving his hand dismissively. "Besides...I got a long day of Kokichi Time ahead of me, so...I'd better get some shut-eye, y'know?" Himiko put a hand up to his forehead.
"Are you sure you're not feeling sick?" she asked with concern. Kokichi gave her a cheeky grin and placed his hands behind his head.
"Nee-heehee...in Mother Kokichi, I don't get sick, sick gets me!" he joked in a Russian accent. Himiko smiled and rolled her eyes.
"Okay, okay," she said. "I get it. You're not sick."
"Well...I guess I'd better get going, then!" Kokichi said.
"Okay," Himiko said, giving Kokichi a kiss on the cheek. "Goodnight, Panta Bear!"
"Good night," Kokichi replied. Himiko closed the door to her and Tenko's bedroom so she could change. With a heavy heart, Kokichi sighed sadly as he shuffled in silence down the stairs to his room.
2023.06.02 21:01 twophonesonepager Losing track of time…. Please help.
I’m 33 today but it’s not a happy birthday. Each birthday reminds me and those around me of my ailment. As I sit in my wheelchair, facing the two melting candles, I feel unable to muster a deep enough breath to blow them out.
My wife stares sadly at me, and my few friends gathered do the same. I know what they are thinking, is this “his last birthday? he looks ready to kick it.”
To describe my problem in the simplest of terms: I am old.
My face is wrinkled like that of a 90 year old, my body is spotted and the skin hangs off it in the most unattractive of places. I’m losing my eyesight, my hair is white, and I’m barely able to walk on my own. I’m so fucking old my boney, vein-riddled hands shake as I try to raise a spoonful of cake to my mouth. I mash the cake around my mouth with the few teeth I have left.
And all this biological ageing has happened to me over the last seven years. The doctors had many theories, but no solutions. Some said Progeria, the premature ageing syndrome, but that starts when you are young, usually just two years old. I was in my mid twenties when my ageing accelerated.
The doctors were not only useless they were suffocating. When you have an ailment as rare as mine there is an overwhelming pressure from the science and medical community to “discover” the cause. You might think this a good thing…. a glimmer of hope that my condition could be halted or reversed - but no - they are fuelled by greed. If they could figure out the cause of my ageing, they could potentially gain insight into all human ageing, and how to slow it and ultimately how to profit in the billions.
So I called a halt to the daily testing and life of a lab rat. And now I plan to live out my newfound old age in private, with my wife and friends.
I’m 33. I should be traveling the world, snowboarding, dancing, getting drunk with friends and staggering home yelling obscenities at five in the morning. But age has descended on my now frail body like an ever shrinking prison cell.
For six years I’ve turned to reddit for help on many varied topics. Troubleshooting houseplants, DIY car repair and even how to brush my dog’s teeth. I write this in a last ditch attempt that someone, a doctor, a psychologist or biologist, can identify what’s happening to me and help.
I think I was 26 when I started losing track of time. The scary thing is, I find that it’s really hard to remember the second half of my 20’s at all. It went by so, so fast. I have to look back at old emails, entries into my calendar and text messages to remind myself of where I was and what I was doing over the past few years.
But I do vividly remember when I first noticed time slipping on me. It was 2016, a year of many forgetful films and very few good ones. As a film buff I was always at the movies or reading the trade mags. I was at the cinema with Sammy (my girlfriend) watching one of the only good films of that year, Arrival.
Sammy and I shared a love for films and we sat in the very front row of a late night screening, so as to have the screen to ourselves. About 30 minutes into the film, it became tense, Sammy and I held hands. In a blink the credits were rolling. As the lights came up Sammy turned to me to get my thoughts on the film, but I had missed almost all of it. I was so embarrassed at having apparently fallen asleep, that I just agreed with everything that Sammy said about the film and then returned the next day to watch it alone.
This sort of thing started to happen more and more, and I thought I was losing my mind. There were times when Sammy and I would be in bed spooning after an evening love session, and suddenly it would be morning and I would feel completely unrested.
Other times my loss of time was welcoming. Like the time we flew 13hrs to Australia, in cramped seats with crying babies on either side. That flight which was bound to torture me for hours felt as if it was just ten minutes long.
But I wasn’t really scared until I noticed the physical effects of lost time. It started with the crows feet around my eyes, then the grey hairs began to appear, the back pain and eventually the liver spots. All of this before the age of 30.
The hardest part was the reaction of those around me. My friends teased at first, about the grey hair and the wrinkles but as my condition developed most of them became concerned or disappeared from my life entirely.
At Christmas when a family photo was taken, I was devastated to see I looked older than my own parents.
And yet Sammy stayed by my side, never seeming to notice, never seeming to be concerned or bothered despite me constantly unloading my despair on her. Sammy just continued to smile, her youthful smile, a smile that never changed over the seven years we’ve been together.
And now as I chew my cake and Sammy happily enjoys hers and laughs with our friends, I wonder why she stuck with me so long. She hasn’t changed a bit from the day I met her, she was 21 at the time and doesn’t look a day older now. When people see us together they think she’s my granddaughter. When they find out we’re a couple they are then disgusted and think she’s a gold-digger, the sad part is I’m far from rich and she is now the sole provider for our household.
I fall asleep in my chair, which is common these days as I have little energy, and by the time I awake my friends have all left. Sammy wheels me out of the kitchen and into the bedroom. She gets in the shower and I ease myself out of the chair and change into the pyjamas that are folded on the corner of the bed.
I’m determined again tonight not to lose track of time. This is something I do every night now.
I lay on my side, the covers pulled up to my chin, and I stare at the clock on the bedside table.
The time is 9:48 PM.
As the clock ticks I count the seconds in my head. tick. tick. tick. tick.
I’m not ready to die.
tick. tick.
I have my whole life ahead of me.
tick. tick.
I’m terrified.
tick. tick.
I count every second and every minute until Sammy comes out of the bathroom ready for bed.
The time is 10:28 PM.
Sammy lays down beside me, puts her arm around me and grabs my hand. The time is 7:15 AM.
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My wife stares sadly at me, and my few friends gathered do the same. I know what they are thinking, is this “his last birthday? he looks ready to kick it.”
To describe my problem in the simplest of terms: I am old.
My face is wrinkled like that of a 90 year old, my body is spotted and the skin hangs off it in the most unattractive of places. I’m losing my eyesight, my hair is white, and I’m barely able to walk on my own. I’m so fucking old my boney, vein-riddled hands shake as I try to raise a spoonful of cake to my mouth. I mash the cake around my mouth with the few teeth I have left.
And all this biological ageing has happened to me over the last seven years. The doctors had many theories, but no solutions. Some said Progeria, the premature ageing syndrome, but that starts when you are young, usually just two years old. I was in my mid twenties when my ageing accelerated.
The doctors were not only useless they were suffocating. When you have an ailment as rare as mine there is an overwhelming pressure from the science and medical community to “discover” the cause. You might think this a good thing…. a glimmer of hope that my condition could be halted or reversed - but no - they are fuelled by greed. If they could figure out the cause of my ageing, they could potentially gain insight into all human ageing, and how to slow it and ultimately how to profit in the billions.
So I called a halt to the daily testing and life of a lab rat. And now I plan to live out my newfound old age in private, with my wife and friends.
I’m 33. I should be traveling the world, snowboarding, dancing, getting drunk with friends and staggering home yelling obscenities at five in the morning. But age has descended on my now frail body like an ever shrinking prison cell.
For six years I’ve turned to reddit for help on many varied topics. Troubleshooting houseplants, DIY car repair and even how to brush my dog’s teeth. I write this in a last ditch attempt that someone, a doctor, a psychologist or biologist, can identify what’s happening to me and help.
I think I was 26 when I started losing track of time. The scary thing is, I find that it’s really hard to remember the second half of my 20’s at all. It went by so, so fast. I have to look back at old emails, entries into my calendar and text messages to remind myself of where I was and what I was doing over the past few years.
But I do vividly remember when I first noticed time slipping on me. It was 2016, a year of many forgetful films and very few good ones. As a film buff I was always at the movies or reading the trade mags. I was at the cinema with Sammy (my girlfriend) watching one of the only good films of that year, Arrival.
Sammy and I shared a love for films and we sat in the very front row of a late night screening, so as to have the screen to ourselves. About 30 minutes into the film, it became tense, Sammy and I held hands. In a blink the credits were rolling. As the lights came up Sammy turned to me to get my thoughts on the film, but I had missed almost all of it. I was so embarrassed at having apparently fallen asleep, that I just agreed with everything that Sammy said about the film and then returned the next day to watch it alone.
This sort of thing started to happen more and more, and I thought I was losing my mind. There were times when Sammy and I would be in bed spooning after an evening love session, and suddenly it would be morning and I would feel completely unrested.
Other times my loss of time was welcoming. Like the time we flew 13hrs to Australia, in cramped seats with crying babies on either side. That flight which was bound to torture me for hours felt as if it was just ten minutes long.
But I wasn’t really scared until I noticed the physical effects of lost time. It started with the crows feet around my eyes, then the grey hairs began to appear, the back pain and eventually the liver spots. All of this before the age of 30.
The hardest part was the reaction of those around me. My friends teased at first, about the grey hair and the wrinkles but as my condition developed most of them became concerned or disappeared from my life entirely.
At Christmas when a family photo was taken, I was devastated to see I looked older than my own parents.
And yet Sammy stayed by my side, never seeming to notice, never seeming to be concerned or bothered despite me constantly unloading my despair on her. Sammy just continued to smile, her youthful smile, a smile that never changed over the seven years we’ve been together.
And now as I chew my cake and Sammy happily enjoys hers and laughs with our friends, I wonder why she stuck with me so long. She hasn’t changed a bit from the day I met her, she was 21 at the time and doesn’t look a day older now. When people see us together they think she’s my granddaughter. When they find out we’re a couple they are then disgusted and think she’s a gold-digger, the sad part is I’m far from rich and she is now the sole provider for our household.
I fall asleep in my chair, which is common these days as I have little energy, and by the time I awake my friends have all left. Sammy wheels me out of the kitchen and into the bedroom. She gets in the shower and I ease myself out of the chair and change into the pyjamas that are folded on the corner of the bed.
I’m determined again tonight not to lose track of time. This is something I do every night now.
I lay on my side, the covers pulled up to my chin, and I stare at the clock on the bedside table.
The time is 9:48 PM.
As the clock ticks I count the seconds in my head. tick. tick. tick. tick.
I’m not ready to die.
tick. tick.
I have my whole life ahead of me.
tick. tick.
I’m terrified.
tick. tick.
I count every second and every minute until Sammy comes out of the bathroom ready for bed.
The time is 10:28 PM.
Sammy lays down beside me, puts her arm around me and grabs my hand. The time is 7:15 AM.
2023.06.02 21:00 Professional-Nerd25 25 [M4F] [Relationship] UK/Europe - Big Cuddly Nerd Looking for the One!
Hello there!
So I've been single for over 4 years now and honestly I'm missing having someone to cuddle up with when it's cold out, and to share all the snacks with during cosy nights in (I'm eating two people's worth of snacks right now and it's seriously not good for me!). Normal dating apps suck, and I've met some cool people here before, so let's try this again!
I know appearance is important to a lot of people so I'll start by saying I'm not the greatest looking person in the world. I'm happy to share some terrible selfies once we've been chatting for a bit, but here's a quick summary to start with. I'm white, I've got short brown hair, and blue/greyish eyes. I am fat (not just a bit chubby), but I am also 6'4 so that's gotta be a good thing right? I'm also pretty strong, so combine that with all the extra padding and I can guarantee the best hugs and cuddles you've ever had! Plus, wanna see what life's like up here? Come and sit on my shoulders and enjoy the view! Even if you're on the heavier side yourself, I'm willing to bet I could get you up there 💪
I work as a Senior AV technician at a university down here. It's pretty fun, I get to play with all sorts of technology and I really enjoy my job, even if it does get a bit stressful at times with all the big projects we're doing.
Unfortunately with covid and the current economic situation and the general state of the world I can't afford to move out and I'm still living at home, but I'm making the most of not having to pay a mortgage and rent and everything at the moment by saving up for a new car and planning on doing some travelling later in the year. My first plan is a trip to Svalbard and I'd totally love someone to come and join me!
Outside of work I'm pretty much the typical gamesci-fi/fantasy nerd! I built a gaming PC a couple of years ago and I'll give pretty much any game a go. I'm not really into competitive type games since I'm not very good at them (I can't carry you ingame but I totally will in real life 😛), but survival and adventure stuff is always fun. I'm also into strategy games and all the usual fun multiplayer stuff. I also got back into Warhammer 40K a couple of years ago but that has kind of slowed down now since I kind of overwhelmed myself with models and burnt out on the painting a little bit...
Film and TV wise I mostly like Sci-Fi and Fantasy stuff, Star Wars, Marvel, LOTR, and Dr Who are some of my favourites. I do also like a good horror film, or a good documentary, usually on some obscure paranormal weird thing. If anyone fancies doing any ghost hunting or exploring I'll happily come and see what happens!
So what kind of person am I looking for? Well;
Preferably someone in the UK (especially down in the South East), I can drive so basically anywhere in the country is fairly easy to get to.
I don't mind if you're from abroad, but please be from an English speaking country (US/Canada/Australia/etc), or willing to relocate to the UK someday as I've tried learning other languages in the past and it's definitely not happening.
Physically I don't really have a "type". Anything from normal up to thicc with 5 c's is fine by me, the only real preference is that you're not super skinny since I don't wanna be worried about breaking you 😂 I'm totally not bothered by height, even if somehow you're taller than me!
Overall I'm just looking for someone kind, caring, and non-judgemental who actually wants to talk to and spend time with me as much as I want to talk to and spend time with them.
If you've made it this far and like the sound of me, congratulations! Come and message me for a cookie!
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So I've been single for over 4 years now and honestly I'm missing having someone to cuddle up with when it's cold out, and to share all the snacks with during cosy nights in (I'm eating two people's worth of snacks right now and it's seriously not good for me!). Normal dating apps suck, and I've met some cool people here before, so let's try this again!
I know appearance is important to a lot of people so I'll start by saying I'm not the greatest looking person in the world. I'm happy to share some terrible selfies once we've been chatting for a bit, but here's a quick summary to start with. I'm white, I've got short brown hair, and blue/greyish eyes. I am fat (not just a bit chubby), but I am also 6'4 so that's gotta be a good thing right? I'm also pretty strong, so combine that with all the extra padding and I can guarantee the best hugs and cuddles you've ever had! Plus, wanna see what life's like up here? Come and sit on my shoulders and enjoy the view! Even if you're on the heavier side yourself, I'm willing to bet I could get you up there 💪
I work as a Senior AV technician at a university down here. It's pretty fun, I get to play with all sorts of technology and I really enjoy my job, even if it does get a bit stressful at times with all the big projects we're doing.
Unfortunately with covid and the current economic situation and the general state of the world I can't afford to move out and I'm still living at home, but I'm making the most of not having to pay a mortgage and rent and everything at the moment by saving up for a new car and planning on doing some travelling later in the year. My first plan is a trip to Svalbard and I'd totally love someone to come and join me!
Outside of work I'm pretty much the typical gamesci-fi/fantasy nerd! I built a gaming PC a couple of years ago and I'll give pretty much any game a go. I'm not really into competitive type games since I'm not very good at them (I can't carry you ingame but I totally will in real life 😛), but survival and adventure stuff is always fun. I'm also into strategy games and all the usual fun multiplayer stuff. I also got back into Warhammer 40K a couple of years ago but that has kind of slowed down now since I kind of overwhelmed myself with models and burnt out on the painting a little bit...
Film and TV wise I mostly like Sci-Fi and Fantasy stuff, Star Wars, Marvel, LOTR, and Dr Who are some of my favourites. I do also like a good horror film, or a good documentary, usually on some obscure paranormal weird thing. If anyone fancies doing any ghost hunting or exploring I'll happily come and see what happens!
So what kind of person am I looking for? Well;
Preferably someone in the UK (especially down in the South East), I can drive so basically anywhere in the country is fairly easy to get to.
I don't mind if you're from abroad, but please be from an English speaking country (US/Canada/Australia/etc), or willing to relocate to the UK someday as I've tried learning other languages in the past and it's definitely not happening.
Physically I don't really have a "type". Anything from normal up to thicc with 5 c's is fine by me, the only real preference is that you're not super skinny since I don't wanna be worried about breaking you 😂 I'm totally not bothered by height, even if somehow you're taller than me!
Overall I'm just looking for someone kind, caring, and non-judgemental who actually wants to talk to and spend time with me as much as I want to talk to and spend time with them.
If you've made it this far and like the sound of me, congratulations! Come and message me for a cookie!
2023.06.02 21:00 Professional-Nerd25 25 [M4F] UK/Europe - Big Cuddly Nerd Looking for the One!
Hello there!
So I've been single for over 4 years now and honestly I'm missing having someone to cuddle up with when it's cold out, and to share all the snacks with during cosy nights in (I'm eating two people's worth of snacks right now and it's seriously not good for me!). Normal dating apps suck, and I've met some cool people here before, so let's try this again!
I know appearance is important to a lot of people so I'll start by saying I'm not the greatest looking person in the world. I'm happy to share some terrible selfies once we've been chatting for a bit, but here's a quick summary to start with. I'm white, I've got short brown hair, and blue/greyish eyes. I am fat (not just a bit chubby), but I am also 6'4 so that's gotta be a good thing right? I'm also pretty strong, so combine that with all the extra padding and I can guarantee the best hugs and cuddles you've ever had! Plus, wanna see what life's like up here? Come and sit on my shoulders and enjoy the view! Even if you're on the heavier side yourself, I'm willing to bet I could get you up there 💪
I work as a Senior AV technician at a university down here. It's pretty fun, I get to play with all sorts of technology and I really enjoy my job, even if it does get a bit stressful at times with all the big projects we're doing.
Unfortunately with covid and the current economic situation and the general state of the world I can't afford to move out and I'm still living at home, but I'm making the most of not having to pay a mortgage and rent and everything at the moment by saving up for a new car and planning on doing some travelling later in the year. My first plan is a trip to Svalbard and I'd totally love someone to come and join me!
Outside of work I'm pretty much the typical gamesci-fi/fantasy nerd! I built a gaming PC a couple of years ago and I'll give pretty much any game a go. I'm not really into competitive type games since I'm not very good at them (I can't carry you ingame but I totally will in real life 😛), but survival and adventure stuff is always fun. I'm also into strategy games and all the usual fun multiplayer stuff. I also got back into Warhammer 40K a couple of years ago but that has kind of slowed down now since I kind of overwhelmed myself with models and burnt out on the painting a little bit...
Film and TV wise I mostly like Sci-Fi and Fantasy stuff, Star Wars, Marvel, LOTR, and Dr Who are some of my favourites. I do also like a good horror film, or a good documentary, usually on some obscure paranormal weird thing. If anyone fancies doing any ghost hunting or exploring I'll happily come and see what happens!
So what kind of person am I looking for? Well;
Preferably someone in the UK (especially down in the South East), I can drive so basically anywhere in the country is fairly easy to get to.
I don't mind if you're from abroad, but please be from an English speaking country (US/Canada/Australia/etc), or willing to relocate to the UK someday as I've tried learning other languages in the past and it's definitely not happening.
Physically I don't really have a "type". Anything from normal up to thicc with 5 c's is fine by me, the only real preference is that you're not super skinny since I don't wanna be worried about breaking you 😂 I'm totally not bothered by height, even if somehow you're taller than me!
Overall I'm just looking for someone kind, caring, and non-judgemental who actually wants to talk to and spend time with me as much as I want to talk to and spend time with them.
If you've made it this far and like the sound of me, congratulations! Come and message me for a cookie!
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So I've been single for over 4 years now and honestly I'm missing having someone to cuddle up with when it's cold out, and to share all the snacks with during cosy nights in (I'm eating two people's worth of snacks right now and it's seriously not good for me!). Normal dating apps suck, and I've met some cool people here before, so let's try this again!
I know appearance is important to a lot of people so I'll start by saying I'm not the greatest looking person in the world. I'm happy to share some terrible selfies once we've been chatting for a bit, but here's a quick summary to start with. I'm white, I've got short brown hair, and blue/greyish eyes. I am fat (not just a bit chubby), but I am also 6'4 so that's gotta be a good thing right? I'm also pretty strong, so combine that with all the extra padding and I can guarantee the best hugs and cuddles you've ever had! Plus, wanna see what life's like up here? Come and sit on my shoulders and enjoy the view! Even if you're on the heavier side yourself, I'm willing to bet I could get you up there 💪
I work as a Senior AV technician at a university down here. It's pretty fun, I get to play with all sorts of technology and I really enjoy my job, even if it does get a bit stressful at times with all the big projects we're doing.
Unfortunately with covid and the current economic situation and the general state of the world I can't afford to move out and I'm still living at home, but I'm making the most of not having to pay a mortgage and rent and everything at the moment by saving up for a new car and planning on doing some travelling later in the year. My first plan is a trip to Svalbard and I'd totally love someone to come and join me!
Outside of work I'm pretty much the typical gamesci-fi/fantasy nerd! I built a gaming PC a couple of years ago and I'll give pretty much any game a go. I'm not really into competitive type games since I'm not very good at them (I can't carry you ingame but I totally will in real life 😛), but survival and adventure stuff is always fun. I'm also into strategy games and all the usual fun multiplayer stuff. I also got back into Warhammer 40K a couple of years ago but that has kind of slowed down now since I kind of overwhelmed myself with models and burnt out on the painting a little bit...
Film and TV wise I mostly like Sci-Fi and Fantasy stuff, Star Wars, Marvel, LOTR, and Dr Who are some of my favourites. I do also like a good horror film, or a good documentary, usually on some obscure paranormal weird thing. If anyone fancies doing any ghost hunting or exploring I'll happily come and see what happens!
So what kind of person am I looking for? Well;
Preferably someone in the UK (especially down in the South East), I can drive so basically anywhere in the country is fairly easy to get to.
I don't mind if you're from abroad, but please be from an English speaking country (US/Canada/Australia/etc), or willing to relocate to the UK someday as I've tried learning other languages in the past and it's definitely not happening.
Physically I don't really have a "type". Anything from normal up to thicc with 5 c's is fine by me, the only real preference is that you're not super skinny since I don't wanna be worried about breaking you 😂 I'm totally not bothered by height, even if somehow you're taller than me!
Overall I'm just looking for someone kind, caring, and non-judgemental who actually wants to talk to and spend time with me as much as I want to talk to and spend time with them.
If you've made it this far and like the sound of me, congratulations! Come and message me for a cookie!
2023.06.02 21:00 Professional-Nerd25 25 [M4F] UK/Europe - Big Cuddly Nerd Looking for the One!
Hello there!
So I've been single for over 4 years now and honestly I'm missing having someone to cuddle up with when it's cold out, and to share all the snacks with during cosy nights in (I'm eating two people's worth of snacks right now and it's seriously not good for me!). Normal dating apps suck, and I've met some cool people here before, so let's try this again!
I know appearance is important to a lot of people so I'll start by saying I'm not the greatest looking person in the world. I'm happy to share some terrible selfies once we've been chatting for a bit, but here's a quick summary to start with. I'm white, I've got short brown hair, and blue/greyish eyes. I am fat (not just a bit chubby), but I am also 6'4 so that's gotta be a good thing right? I'm also pretty strong, so combine that with all the extra padding and I can guarantee the best hugs and cuddles you've ever had! Plus, wanna see what life's like up here? Come and sit on my shoulders and enjoy the view! Even if you're on the heavier side yourself, I'm willing to bet I could get you up there 💪
I work as a Senior AV technician at a university down here. It's pretty fun, I get to play with all sorts of technology and I really enjoy my job, even if it does get a bit stressful at times with all the big projects we're doing.
Unfortunately with covid and the current economic situation and the general state of the world I can't afford to move out and I'm still living at home, but I'm making the most of not having to pay a mortgage and rent and everything at the moment by saving up for a new car and planning on doing some travelling later in the year. My first plan is a trip to Svalbard and I'd totally love someone to come and join me!
Outside of work I'm pretty much the typical gamesci-fi/fantasy nerd! I built a gaming PC a couple of years ago and I'll give pretty much any game a go. I'm not really into competitive type games since I'm not very good at them (I can't carry you ingame but I totally will in real life 😛), but survival and adventure stuff is always fun. I'm also into strategy games and all the usual fun multiplayer stuff. I also got back into Warhammer 40K a couple of years ago but that has kind of slowed down now since I kind of overwhelmed myself with models and burnt out on the painting a little bit...
Film and TV wise I mostly like Sci-Fi and Fantasy stuff, Star Wars, Marvel, LOTR, and Dr Who are some of my favourites. I do also like a good horror film, or a good documentary, usually on some obscure paranormal weird thing. If anyone fancies doing any ghost hunting or exploring I'll happily come and see what happens!
So what kind of person am I looking for? Well;
Preferably someone in the UK (especially down in the South East), I can drive so basically anywhere in the country is fairly easy to get to.
I don't mind if you're from abroad, but please be from an English speaking country (US/Canada/Australia/etc), or willing to relocate to the UK someday as I've tried learning other languages in the past and it's definitely not happening.
Physically I don't really have a "type". Anything from normal up to thicc with 5 c's is fine by me, the only real preference is that you're not super skinny since I don't wanna be worried about breaking you 😂 I'm totally not bothered by height, even if somehow you're taller than me!
Overall I'm just looking for someone kind, caring, and non-judgemental who actually wants to talk to and spend time with me as much as I want to talk to and spend time with them.
If you've made it this far and like the sound of me, congratulations! Come and message me for a cookie!
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So I've been single for over 4 years now and honestly I'm missing having someone to cuddle up with when it's cold out, and to share all the snacks with during cosy nights in (I'm eating two people's worth of snacks right now and it's seriously not good for me!). Normal dating apps suck, and I've met some cool people here before, so let's try this again!
I know appearance is important to a lot of people so I'll start by saying I'm not the greatest looking person in the world. I'm happy to share some terrible selfies once we've been chatting for a bit, but here's a quick summary to start with. I'm white, I've got short brown hair, and blue/greyish eyes. I am fat (not just a bit chubby), but I am also 6'4 so that's gotta be a good thing right? I'm also pretty strong, so combine that with all the extra padding and I can guarantee the best hugs and cuddles you've ever had! Plus, wanna see what life's like up here? Come and sit on my shoulders and enjoy the view! Even if you're on the heavier side yourself, I'm willing to bet I could get you up there 💪
I work as a Senior AV technician at a university down here. It's pretty fun, I get to play with all sorts of technology and I really enjoy my job, even if it does get a bit stressful at times with all the big projects we're doing.
Unfortunately with covid and the current economic situation and the general state of the world I can't afford to move out and I'm still living at home, but I'm making the most of not having to pay a mortgage and rent and everything at the moment by saving up for a new car and planning on doing some travelling later in the year. My first plan is a trip to Svalbard and I'd totally love someone to come and join me!
Outside of work I'm pretty much the typical gamesci-fi/fantasy nerd! I built a gaming PC a couple of years ago and I'll give pretty much any game a go. I'm not really into competitive type games since I'm not very good at them (I can't carry you ingame but I totally will in real life 😛), but survival and adventure stuff is always fun. I'm also into strategy games and all the usual fun multiplayer stuff. I also got back into Warhammer 40K a couple of years ago but that has kind of slowed down now since I kind of overwhelmed myself with models and burnt out on the painting a little bit...
Film and TV wise I mostly like Sci-Fi and Fantasy stuff, Star Wars, Marvel, LOTR, and Dr Who are some of my favourites. I do also like a good horror film, or a good documentary, usually on some obscure paranormal weird thing. If anyone fancies doing any ghost hunting or exploring I'll happily come and see what happens!
So what kind of person am I looking for? Well;
Preferably someone in the UK (especially down in the South East), I can drive so basically anywhere in the country is fairly easy to get to.
I don't mind if you're from abroad, but please be from an English speaking country (US/Canada/Australia/etc), or willing to relocate to the UK someday as I've tried learning other languages in the past and it's definitely not happening.
Physically I don't really have a "type". Anything from normal up to thicc with 5 c's is fine by me, the only real preference is that you're not super skinny since I don't wanna be worried about breaking you 😂 I'm totally not bothered by height, even if somehow you're taller than me!
Overall I'm just looking for someone kind, caring, and non-judgemental who actually wants to talk to and spend time with me as much as I want to talk to and spend time with them.
If you've made it this far and like the sound of me, congratulations! Come and message me for a cookie!
2023.06.02 20:46 In_Yellow_Clad A Widow's Wrath -- (A One Shot)
A widow on the path of vengeance,
A life taken, her heart in fragments.
She wanders through the dark of night,
Her thoughts consumed with deadly might.
No mercy shown, her aim is true,
She'll take revenge, see it through.
With each step she grows more bold,
Her heart beats fast, her grip is cold.
Her enemies beware her wrath,
Their fate is sealed, there's no escape path.
Her sword is sharp, her aim is sure,
No one can stop her, the gods assure.
The widow on her quest for retribution,
Will not rest until there's restitution.
Her mind is focused, her heart is strong,
Her foes will pay the price, no right or wrong.
In the end, justice will be served,
The widow's heart, though broken, will be preserved.
For she has triumphed in her quest,
And now can lay her soul to rest.
-The Legend of the Shade
-----------------
One would expect that a planet named Ilara would be some sort of paradise, or at the very least, pleasant to experience. This could not be further from the truth. Ilara is an arid, hot and dusty mess of a world. What little surface water there is has seen settlements of all kinds pop up around it, and considering the sort of planet it is, it’s no wonder that these oases have become dens of lawlessness.
Well, most of them have, a few still manage to be civilized, but to paraphrase a good man, many are ‘“Wretched hives of scum and villainy”, and it is one of these places where this tale takes place.
Nefaria’actul’oproni, or as the citizens called it, Murkville, was not a happy place. It wasn’t particularly nice looking either, the buildings all worn and smooth thanks to the repeated sandstorms that like to roll on through. There were scorch marks and even streaks of dried blood in all the colors of the rainbow on the walls in some places. And yet, for all its shittiness, people still lived there. They didn’t like it, but the next nearest and far more civilized town was much too far away for any of them to make it without suffering some form of horrible accident, attack by the wildlife or something else along those lines. So they stayed, and they endured.
Murkville was also under the control of the crime syndicate calling themselves the Set’ruthal, a brutal organization that specializes in drugs, human/xenos trafficking and prostitution, none of which was mutually exclusive in the slightest. They were scum of the highest order and they held Murkville in their iron grip, extorting the populace for ‘protection’ money and the like. All terribly cliche, but such is the way of the world.
It was a dark and blissfully cool night at the local saloon, and Scaszer - A Solvoih, who are what humanity would call an anthropomorphized snake with legs - was enjoying a drink with his friends after a long and hard day of work. His two friends, a Khik or vaguely like a tall dog person and an Almell, which humans describe as an elf with feathers, sat with him. They were all simply enjoying the cool air and the good drinks, one of the few actual luxuries in this gods forsaken dump of a town.
Flardryn - the Almell - was the first to break the silence that lingered over all of us.
“So, have you heard the rumors?” He asked, his voice a touch chirpy at times, but today not so much. Scaszer and Deikx the Khik both looked at him curiously, then at one another before they shook their heads. Flardryn grinned and leaned forwards, lowering his voice to a whisper only we could hear.
“Rumor is, someone’s sticking it to the Set’ruthal. Blowing up outposts, caches, and just generally causing chaos.” He said, Scaszer and Deikx looking rather disbelieving.
“What a load of ketch, if that were true don’t you think we’d have noticed? Ketch, if that were true this whole place would be worse than it was, they’d be taking out all that anger on us instead of the person causing the trouble.” Deikx snorted, shaking his head in a manner that had his droopy ears flopping about.
“Yeah, you know how they get when things go wrong. We pay the price.” Scaszer said, Flardryn huffing.
“But it is true! They say a human is causing all this fuss.” He protested, and that gave the other two pause. Now that sounded pretty plausible, when humans wanted to break something, they always seemed to do so in spectacular fashion. So one human causing such a ruckus wasn’t unheard of, but still it was only a rumor.
“Alright then, tell us about this human.” Scaszer said, and Flardryn looked overjoyed at the prospect of doing so, leaning in even closer to speak.
“So, rumors say this human holds a personal grudge against the Set’ruthal. They say the syndicate killed the humans family and nobody would bring them to justice, so the human decided to do it themselves.” That was honestly not that surprising. Humans love a good revenge arc. “Anyway, they started small, or so the rumors say. Just some low level scum going missing, then working their way higher and higher up the ladder. It’s got the Set’ruthal scared but they don’t wanna show it, keep up appearances you know?”
Scaszer and Deikx nodded, both of them fully understanding the concept of saving face. But this did seem a little far fetched.
None of them really noticed the human that entered the saloon, a long, dusty and tattered coat draped over their shoulders, heeled boots that gently thumped against the floor and a wide brimmed hat on the top of their head. Nobody noticed them save the bartender when the human sat at it, nor did they hear the softly spoken request for a drink from this human.
What they did notice was the very loud group of Set’ruthal enforcers, who were off duty at this time, wandering into the saloon not five minutes later, cussing and generally being obnoxious. The establishment fell silent, fearful eyes tracking the enforcers as they kicked the occupants of a table out of their chairs and claimed it for themselves. Nobody moved a muscle to challenge them, they all knew what would happen if they did.
The human however, hardly seemed perturbed as they glanced over a shoulder, the long ponytail of red hair shifting with the motion. It didn’t take the Enforcers long to notice the human, nor the fact that the human was a female. There was a very good reason why there were no humans in Murkville, and the Set’ruthal were that very reason, as the men tended to get slaughtered and the women… well, best to not talk about that.
“Well well, looks like we have a newcomer!” One of the enforcers said, grinning maliciously. The Set’ruthal were almost exclusively occupied by members of a species known as the Bholkal. To humans, they were very large armadillos, with the same amount of teeth as a shark and generally they all had very bad attitudes. “And a human at that, it’s our lucky night lads! Seems we’ll be having some lively entertainment.”
They all stood and the trio of friends all felt a bit of bile rise in their throats, feeling for the poor human who had wandered into the wrong town. But the human did the most curious thing, and perhaps the most stupid thing as well. They ignored the enforcers and instead flagged down the bartender, who looked to be quivering in fear.
“Could I just have the bottle, please and thank you.” The human said, her voice light and lilting, but with a touch of a Terran subcultural accent, what they would call Southern. The bartender was quick to acquiesce, and a bottle of some alcoholic beverage was placed before her. She was quick to take it up, spinning the cap off it with a well practiced motion. She didn’t even care that the cap was sent flying off into the unknown as a result, she instead focused on chugging the contents of the bottle while turning on her stool to face the enforcers.
The enforcers didn’t look too pleased and everyone else all wanted to look away from what was going to happen next, but found themselves transfixed.
“Aren’t you a pretty thing, why don’t you come play with us girly.” The lead enforcer, a particularly nasty fellow and coincidentally the son of the Set’ruthal patriarch, grinned as he reached out a claw to stroke her cheek. Instead of responding verbally, her head tilted back as she continued her drinking, a single finger raised to single him to wait. He didn’t really appreciate this, as he moved with such speed that nobody really knew what happened till the bottle had been cut into pieces, the contents splashing partially onto her and the floor while the glass shattered on impact.
She stared at the broken and empty bottle with a look of exasperation, before her ice blue eyes shifted their focus onto the heir apparent.
“Alright, I’ll play with you.” She said softly, and the enforcer grinned, leaning in to begin his violations, only for all of us to hear a sound we were most assuredly not expecting.
It was the sound of railgun coils spinning up.
Before anyone could react, there was a sharp sound of metal on metal, followed by wet squelching, as nearly every soul tracked the arm that sailed through the air and landed in a bloody heap well across the room. Then came the screaming, as the enforcer looked at the stump where his arm had been, and the ancient looking revolver that had removed it. The gun shifted, angling lower, the same whine repeating and now he was missing a leg as well.
The saloon burst into motion as his screaming intensified, his buddies all surging towards the human who stood in a flash and used their foot to hook onto the rungs of the stool she’d only just been occupying, sending it sailing straight into the face of an enforcer even as she took aim and fired again, turning another's head into a fine purple mist. She became a blur, firing and slashing with the broken bottle. She painted the room with their blood and they never even laid a claw on her.
It was over in an instant, the human standing there and breathing heavily, even as she watched the first enforcer claw his way out the door on his stomach. With a deep breath she turned, placed a stack of credits on the bar and walked after the fleeing enforcer, all while reloading her weapon.
Without much hesitation all present who had merely been spectators scrambled from their hiding places and to the windows, watching as she stepped over the prostrate being and pressed the barrel of her gun to the back of his head.
“D-Do you know who I am? Who my father is!?” The being wailed, and the human nodded.
“I do, that’s why I’m here, why I’m doing this. Because you took everything I ever held dear from me, and now… now I have nothing left to lose.” She murmured, and the alien grinned, purple blood oozing from his mouth.
“You know you’re gonna die right? We’re gonna take our time with you, make it hurt!”
“Perhaps, but here’s the thing,” She kicked him over onto his back, a position of great shame to a Bhokal. “There’s room in my grave for you too.” She hissed, and they all expected her to end him right then and there. But she didn’t. Instead she drew a knife and smiled in a sweet manner, yet instead of the comfort that such a smile should have brought, they felt nothing but a chill run down their spines (or spine equivalents.)
“Now, you’re gonna be a messenger to dear old dad, so you best listen close, don’t want to miss a single word.”
Those watching turned away, some getting sick at what she did next, the screams echoing down the street.
Ten Hours Later
The plantation on the outskirts of Murkville was an opulent affair, reminiscent of ancient Terran plantations as well, which is what it had been based off of coincidentally. It was here where the end of this story shall take place, and it shall go down in history as a pivotal point for Ilara. A night of blood and death, of vengeance secured and the end of a dynasty.
It began, with the sound of someone scratching at the door, a sound that was entirely unheard of in this place. When a guard was ordered to investigate, they found only the mangled son of Patriarch Bilharzia bleeding - not nearly as profusely as he had been earlier - on the stoop. He was quickly moved to a secure room and his father was livid, bellowing up a storm of vile hatred for whomever had done this to his son.
When eventually he calmed down enough to not only hear himself think, but to hear others when they talked to him, he was informed that there was a camera attached to the front of his son's uniform. He quickly snatched it up, peering directly into the camera as a snarl ripped from his throat.
“I don’t know who you are, or why you’re doing this, but you’ve made a very grave mistake! I will hunt you down, I will tear everything you love and hold dear apart! I will make you beg for death and I shall not give it! DO YOU HEAR ME! I SHALL NOT GIVE IT!” He roared into the camera, unsure if whomever was watching could even hear him. But apparently they could.
“You already have. Now it’s my turn. An eye for an eye.” Came the sibilant response, and that’s when they all heard it. A gentle beeping coming from nearby. Bilharzia turned towards the source, only to find his son awake yet again, and looking fearfully at him. He couldn’t speak, whomever had mutilated him had not stopped at his limbs, but had removed his ability to speak, to warn them of the danger he presented.
It clicked in Bilharzia’s head that the beeping was only getting faster, and just as it became a solid tone he bolted from the room. He was fortunate to have done so, his son and the others however… not so fortunate. The high explosive charge that had been embedded into his son detonated, blowing a good chunk of the west wing entirely to pieces.
As Bilharzia raised his head from the ground where he’d landed thanks to the blast, he caught sight of missiles streaking up into the air, only to explode mid-flight and rain down phosphorus and napalm over the fields of product he maintained, setting them ablaze. Heavy gunfire sounded, the rattling of a very large chaingun booming through the silence of a beautiful evening, raking rounds over his vehicles and depots. Everything of value save the servants quarters was put to the torch, and he could only watch.
From the smoke strode a figure, one he instantly recognized. He was not ignorant of human history, their conflicts Shumon Synergy or the Valvak Despoilers, he knew a human warmech when he saw one. And this one was particularly well known.
Before his home stood the warmech known as the Black Widow though its official name was 22-39 Ward. The body was painted black, a single red hourglass on the chest partially hidden by some sort of tactical covering that closely resembled a poncho. It was a monster of a machine, and there was only one person who had ever piloted it. A woman who was known as Shade, or that was what her foes had called her. To her peers, to her family, her name was Myra Fields. A war hero a thousand times over, a loving wife and mother of four.
A widow, whose family had been ripped from her by Bilharzia’s very hand.
The warmech launched another salvo, striking at targets that went unseen behind the manor, and his men, his loyal men, rushed out to face the beast of metal and wrath, only to be gunned down without mercy or hesitation. And then the chassis opened, and out stepped his worst nightmare.
A woman in black, with blood red hair, dropped from the pilots cradle and landed with nary a sound. Bilharzia made to flee through the house, but the fire caused by the explosion within it had weakened the structure, a burning beam landing upon his legs and pulverizing the bones. He cried out as he was stopped dead in his tracks, and from where he lay he could see her approaching slowly, patiently.
Finally she stepped into the burning home, the smoke filled wind catching her coat and making it flap. She knelt before him, not a single emotion on her face. She studied him for a moment, then looked at the beam and the fire which engulfed the house before nodding. She didn’t say a word, not even in response to his begging, his pleas for mercy. She had none to give, none to show, and so she stood and left, leaving him to his fate.
Finally she spoke, even as she walked past the waiting warmech.
“Light the fire, Ward.” She said, and the machine nodded, launching more incendiary missiles high into the air, and watching as the payload rained down on the home. And just like that, it was over, a syndicate which had existed for five hundred years, reduced to ashes. The machine nodded again, then turned and trailed after its mistress.
Four days later
Myra crouched before a series of headstones, brushing the sand off them carefully and with reverence. She didn’t know what to say, didn’t know what to do. But looking at them sparked something inside her, a purpose.
“It’s done… They won’t take anyone else anymore, I made sure of that.” She whispered. “Now… Now I think I’ll see what I can do to help make the galaxy a better place. There are more out there like me, who need their own closure. More like them that need to be brought to justice. If I can do even just a little bit… Then that’ll be enough for me.”
She rose, dusting the sand off her knees and took one last look at the graves of her family.
“I love you all.” She murmured, turning and clambering up into the cockpit of her warmech. As it sealed she placed her hat upon a hook, and turned them both towards the horizon, and the star port beyond it.
“What are we going to do now, Commander?” Ward asked, and she smiled, giving one of his consoles a gentle pat.
“Now… Now we’re going to do what we do best. Think you’re up for it?”
“Affirmative.”
“Good boy. Let’s go kill some bad guys.”
And so, the two walked off into the great unknown, looking to bring justice to those that required it.
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A life taken, her heart in fragments.
She wanders through the dark of night,
Her thoughts consumed with deadly might.
No mercy shown, her aim is true,
She'll take revenge, see it through.
With each step she grows more bold,
Her heart beats fast, her grip is cold.
Her enemies beware her wrath,
Their fate is sealed, there's no escape path.
Her sword is sharp, her aim is sure,
No one can stop her, the gods assure.
The widow on her quest for retribution,
Will not rest until there's restitution.
Her mind is focused, her heart is strong,
Her foes will pay the price, no right or wrong.
In the end, justice will be served,
The widow's heart, though broken, will be preserved.
For she has triumphed in her quest,
And now can lay her soul to rest.
-The Legend of the Shade
-----------------
One would expect that a planet named Ilara would be some sort of paradise, or at the very least, pleasant to experience. This could not be further from the truth. Ilara is an arid, hot and dusty mess of a world. What little surface water there is has seen settlements of all kinds pop up around it, and considering the sort of planet it is, it’s no wonder that these oases have become dens of lawlessness.
Well, most of them have, a few still manage to be civilized, but to paraphrase a good man, many are ‘“Wretched hives of scum and villainy”, and it is one of these places where this tale takes place.
Nefaria’actul’oproni, or as the citizens called it, Murkville, was not a happy place. It wasn’t particularly nice looking either, the buildings all worn and smooth thanks to the repeated sandstorms that like to roll on through. There were scorch marks and even streaks of dried blood in all the colors of the rainbow on the walls in some places. And yet, for all its shittiness, people still lived there. They didn’t like it, but the next nearest and far more civilized town was much too far away for any of them to make it without suffering some form of horrible accident, attack by the wildlife or something else along those lines. So they stayed, and they endured.
Murkville was also under the control of the crime syndicate calling themselves the Set’ruthal, a brutal organization that specializes in drugs, human/xenos trafficking and prostitution, none of which was mutually exclusive in the slightest. They were scum of the highest order and they held Murkville in their iron grip, extorting the populace for ‘protection’ money and the like. All terribly cliche, but such is the way of the world.
It was a dark and blissfully cool night at the local saloon, and Scaszer - A Solvoih, who are what humanity would call an anthropomorphized snake with legs - was enjoying a drink with his friends after a long and hard day of work. His two friends, a Khik or vaguely like a tall dog person and an Almell, which humans describe as an elf with feathers, sat with him. They were all simply enjoying the cool air and the good drinks, one of the few actual luxuries in this gods forsaken dump of a town.
Flardryn - the Almell - was the first to break the silence that lingered over all of us.
“So, have you heard the rumors?” He asked, his voice a touch chirpy at times, but today not so much. Scaszer and Deikx the Khik both looked at him curiously, then at one another before they shook their heads. Flardryn grinned and leaned forwards, lowering his voice to a whisper only we could hear.
“Rumor is, someone’s sticking it to the Set’ruthal. Blowing up outposts, caches, and just generally causing chaos.” He said, Scaszer and Deikx looking rather disbelieving.
“What a load of ketch, if that were true don’t you think we’d have noticed? Ketch, if that were true this whole place would be worse than it was, they’d be taking out all that anger on us instead of the person causing the trouble.” Deikx snorted, shaking his head in a manner that had his droopy ears flopping about.
“Yeah, you know how they get when things go wrong. We pay the price.” Scaszer said, Flardryn huffing.
“But it is true! They say a human is causing all this fuss.” He protested, and that gave the other two pause. Now that sounded pretty plausible, when humans wanted to break something, they always seemed to do so in spectacular fashion. So one human causing such a ruckus wasn’t unheard of, but still it was only a rumor.
“Alright then, tell us about this human.” Scaszer said, and Flardryn looked overjoyed at the prospect of doing so, leaning in even closer to speak.
“So, rumors say this human holds a personal grudge against the Set’ruthal. They say the syndicate killed the humans family and nobody would bring them to justice, so the human decided to do it themselves.” That was honestly not that surprising. Humans love a good revenge arc. “Anyway, they started small, or so the rumors say. Just some low level scum going missing, then working their way higher and higher up the ladder. It’s got the Set’ruthal scared but they don’t wanna show it, keep up appearances you know?”
Scaszer and Deikx nodded, both of them fully understanding the concept of saving face. But this did seem a little far fetched.
None of them really noticed the human that entered the saloon, a long, dusty and tattered coat draped over their shoulders, heeled boots that gently thumped against the floor and a wide brimmed hat on the top of their head. Nobody noticed them save the bartender when the human sat at it, nor did they hear the softly spoken request for a drink from this human.
What they did notice was the very loud group of Set’ruthal enforcers, who were off duty at this time, wandering into the saloon not five minutes later, cussing and generally being obnoxious. The establishment fell silent, fearful eyes tracking the enforcers as they kicked the occupants of a table out of their chairs and claimed it for themselves. Nobody moved a muscle to challenge them, they all knew what would happen if they did.
The human however, hardly seemed perturbed as they glanced over a shoulder, the long ponytail of red hair shifting with the motion. It didn’t take the Enforcers long to notice the human, nor the fact that the human was a female. There was a very good reason why there were no humans in Murkville, and the Set’ruthal were that very reason, as the men tended to get slaughtered and the women… well, best to not talk about that.
“Well well, looks like we have a newcomer!” One of the enforcers said, grinning maliciously. The Set’ruthal were almost exclusively occupied by members of a species known as the Bholkal. To humans, they were very large armadillos, with the same amount of teeth as a shark and generally they all had very bad attitudes. “And a human at that, it’s our lucky night lads! Seems we’ll be having some lively entertainment.”
They all stood and the trio of friends all felt a bit of bile rise in their throats, feeling for the poor human who had wandered into the wrong town. But the human did the most curious thing, and perhaps the most stupid thing as well. They ignored the enforcers and instead flagged down the bartender, who looked to be quivering in fear.
“Could I just have the bottle, please and thank you.” The human said, her voice light and lilting, but with a touch of a Terran subcultural accent, what they would call Southern. The bartender was quick to acquiesce, and a bottle of some alcoholic beverage was placed before her. She was quick to take it up, spinning the cap off it with a well practiced motion. She didn’t even care that the cap was sent flying off into the unknown as a result, she instead focused on chugging the contents of the bottle while turning on her stool to face the enforcers.
The enforcers didn’t look too pleased and everyone else all wanted to look away from what was going to happen next, but found themselves transfixed.
“Aren’t you a pretty thing, why don’t you come play with us girly.” The lead enforcer, a particularly nasty fellow and coincidentally the son of the Set’ruthal patriarch, grinned as he reached out a claw to stroke her cheek. Instead of responding verbally, her head tilted back as she continued her drinking, a single finger raised to single him to wait. He didn’t really appreciate this, as he moved with such speed that nobody really knew what happened till the bottle had been cut into pieces, the contents splashing partially onto her and the floor while the glass shattered on impact.
She stared at the broken and empty bottle with a look of exasperation, before her ice blue eyes shifted their focus onto the heir apparent.
“Alright, I’ll play with you.” She said softly, and the enforcer grinned, leaning in to begin his violations, only for all of us to hear a sound we were most assuredly not expecting.
It was the sound of railgun coils spinning up.
Before anyone could react, there was a sharp sound of metal on metal, followed by wet squelching, as nearly every soul tracked the arm that sailed through the air and landed in a bloody heap well across the room. Then came the screaming, as the enforcer looked at the stump where his arm had been, and the ancient looking revolver that had removed it. The gun shifted, angling lower, the same whine repeating and now he was missing a leg as well.
The saloon burst into motion as his screaming intensified, his buddies all surging towards the human who stood in a flash and used their foot to hook onto the rungs of the stool she’d only just been occupying, sending it sailing straight into the face of an enforcer even as she took aim and fired again, turning another's head into a fine purple mist. She became a blur, firing and slashing with the broken bottle. She painted the room with their blood and they never even laid a claw on her.
It was over in an instant, the human standing there and breathing heavily, even as she watched the first enforcer claw his way out the door on his stomach. With a deep breath she turned, placed a stack of credits on the bar and walked after the fleeing enforcer, all while reloading her weapon.
Without much hesitation all present who had merely been spectators scrambled from their hiding places and to the windows, watching as she stepped over the prostrate being and pressed the barrel of her gun to the back of his head.
“D-Do you know who I am? Who my father is!?” The being wailed, and the human nodded.
“I do, that’s why I’m here, why I’m doing this. Because you took everything I ever held dear from me, and now… now I have nothing left to lose.” She murmured, and the alien grinned, purple blood oozing from his mouth.
“You know you’re gonna die right? We’re gonna take our time with you, make it hurt!”
“Perhaps, but here’s the thing,” She kicked him over onto his back, a position of great shame to a Bhokal. “There’s room in my grave for you too.” She hissed, and they all expected her to end him right then and there. But she didn’t. Instead she drew a knife and smiled in a sweet manner, yet instead of the comfort that such a smile should have brought, they felt nothing but a chill run down their spines (or spine equivalents.)
“Now, you’re gonna be a messenger to dear old dad, so you best listen close, don’t want to miss a single word.”
Those watching turned away, some getting sick at what she did next, the screams echoing down the street.
Ten Hours Later
The plantation on the outskirts of Murkville was an opulent affair, reminiscent of ancient Terran plantations as well, which is what it had been based off of coincidentally. It was here where the end of this story shall take place, and it shall go down in history as a pivotal point for Ilara. A night of blood and death, of vengeance secured and the end of a dynasty.
It began, with the sound of someone scratching at the door, a sound that was entirely unheard of in this place. When a guard was ordered to investigate, they found only the mangled son of Patriarch Bilharzia bleeding - not nearly as profusely as he had been earlier - on the stoop. He was quickly moved to a secure room and his father was livid, bellowing up a storm of vile hatred for whomever had done this to his son.
When eventually he calmed down enough to not only hear himself think, but to hear others when they talked to him, he was informed that there was a camera attached to the front of his son's uniform. He quickly snatched it up, peering directly into the camera as a snarl ripped from his throat.
“I don’t know who you are, or why you’re doing this, but you’ve made a very grave mistake! I will hunt you down, I will tear everything you love and hold dear apart! I will make you beg for death and I shall not give it! DO YOU HEAR ME! I SHALL NOT GIVE IT!” He roared into the camera, unsure if whomever was watching could even hear him. But apparently they could.
“You already have. Now it’s my turn. An eye for an eye.” Came the sibilant response, and that’s when they all heard it. A gentle beeping coming from nearby. Bilharzia turned towards the source, only to find his son awake yet again, and looking fearfully at him. He couldn’t speak, whomever had mutilated him had not stopped at his limbs, but had removed his ability to speak, to warn them of the danger he presented.
It clicked in Bilharzia’s head that the beeping was only getting faster, and just as it became a solid tone he bolted from the room. He was fortunate to have done so, his son and the others however… not so fortunate. The high explosive charge that had been embedded into his son detonated, blowing a good chunk of the west wing entirely to pieces.
As Bilharzia raised his head from the ground where he’d landed thanks to the blast, he caught sight of missiles streaking up into the air, only to explode mid-flight and rain down phosphorus and napalm over the fields of product he maintained, setting them ablaze. Heavy gunfire sounded, the rattling of a very large chaingun booming through the silence of a beautiful evening, raking rounds over his vehicles and depots. Everything of value save the servants quarters was put to the torch, and he could only watch.
From the smoke strode a figure, one he instantly recognized. He was not ignorant of human history, their conflicts Shumon Synergy or the Valvak Despoilers, he knew a human warmech when he saw one. And this one was particularly well known.
Before his home stood the warmech known as the Black Widow though its official name was 22-39 Ward. The body was painted black, a single red hourglass on the chest partially hidden by some sort of tactical covering that closely resembled a poncho. It was a monster of a machine, and there was only one person who had ever piloted it. A woman who was known as Shade, or that was what her foes had called her. To her peers, to her family, her name was Myra Fields. A war hero a thousand times over, a loving wife and mother of four.
A widow, whose family had been ripped from her by Bilharzia’s very hand.
The warmech launched another salvo, striking at targets that went unseen behind the manor, and his men, his loyal men, rushed out to face the beast of metal and wrath, only to be gunned down without mercy or hesitation. And then the chassis opened, and out stepped his worst nightmare.
A woman in black, with blood red hair, dropped from the pilots cradle and landed with nary a sound. Bilharzia made to flee through the house, but the fire caused by the explosion within it had weakened the structure, a burning beam landing upon his legs and pulverizing the bones. He cried out as he was stopped dead in his tracks, and from where he lay he could see her approaching slowly, patiently.
Finally she stepped into the burning home, the smoke filled wind catching her coat and making it flap. She knelt before him, not a single emotion on her face. She studied him for a moment, then looked at the beam and the fire which engulfed the house before nodding. She didn’t say a word, not even in response to his begging, his pleas for mercy. She had none to give, none to show, and so she stood and left, leaving him to his fate.
Finally she spoke, even as she walked past the waiting warmech.
“Light the fire, Ward.” She said, and the machine nodded, launching more incendiary missiles high into the air, and watching as the payload rained down on the home. And just like that, it was over, a syndicate which had existed for five hundred years, reduced to ashes. The machine nodded again, then turned and trailed after its mistress.
Four days later
Myra crouched before a series of headstones, brushing the sand off them carefully and with reverence. She didn’t know what to say, didn’t know what to do. But looking at them sparked something inside her, a purpose.
“It’s done… They won’t take anyone else anymore, I made sure of that.” She whispered. “Now… Now I think I’ll see what I can do to help make the galaxy a better place. There are more out there like me, who need their own closure. More like them that need to be brought to justice. If I can do even just a little bit… Then that’ll be enough for me.”
She rose, dusting the sand off her knees and took one last look at the graves of her family.
“I love you all.” She murmured, turning and clambering up into the cockpit of her warmech. As it sealed she placed her hat upon a hook, and turned them both towards the horizon, and the star port beyond it.
“What are we going to do now, Commander?” Ward asked, and she smiled, giving one of his consoles a gentle pat.
“Now… Now we’re going to do what we do best. Think you’re up for it?”
“Affirmative.”
“Good boy. Let’s go kill some bad guys.”
And so, the two walked off into the great unknown, looking to bring justice to those that required it.
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I just can’t get my head around this situation.
So I am 25 F I own a hairdressing salon about 8 months ago a man 42M come in for his hair it was an instant attraction. We flirted etc but nothing come of it for a long time.
Until we ended up kissing so it got a little more steamy we swapped numbers he would text me here and there nothing to serious. But every time he came in for his hair we would kiss and have a grab etc he would get turned on very easily.
I said from the start it couldn’t be anything serious because of the age gap he has children etc.
He never took me on a date but always kinda promised it but nothing ever come of it.
So nothing has actually happened between me and him other than a kiss here and there when he would come in for his hair.
I saw him today for a haircut and he apologised for being quiet over text and I said it’s fine I assumed you was married off or started seeing someone he said no. But asked me if I had I said yes I have been on a few dates I’m not holding my self back because he doesn’t want to put the effort in.
He said the reason was he was worried he would fall in love with me, and it all goes tits up with him being so close to where I work he was worried it could get bitter. But once again he kissed me and got an erection. What is going on here? Am I missing something? I am starting to think he is married.
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So I am 25 F I own a hairdressing salon about 8 months ago a man 42M come in for his hair it was an instant attraction. We flirted etc but nothing come of it for a long time.
Until we ended up kissing so it got a little more steamy we swapped numbers he would text me here and there nothing to serious. But every time he came in for his hair we would kiss and have a grab etc he would get turned on very easily.
I said from the start it couldn’t be anything serious because of the age gap he has children etc.
He never took me on a date but always kinda promised it but nothing ever come of it.
So nothing has actually happened between me and him other than a kiss here and there when he would come in for his hair.
I saw him today for a haircut and he apologised for being quiet over text and I said it’s fine I assumed you was married off or started seeing someone he said no. But asked me if I had I said yes I have been on a few dates I’m not holding my self back because he doesn’t want to put the effort in.
He said the reason was he was worried he would fall in love with me, and it all goes tits up with him being so close to where I work he was worried it could get bitter. But once again he kissed me and got an erection. What is going on here? Am I missing something? I am starting to think he is married.
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Hi all,
Wondering if someone can help me unpack this dream. It is the second dream I’ve remembered in a few years and the first that wasn’t fuzzy, extremely detailed, and vivid. It included folks that represent my past and present. I tried to look up some of the symbolism and am still unsure. The last few years (fathers death, pandemic, recent unemployment) have been somewhat traumatic for me and I’ve been on a combination of an antipsychotic/antidepressant during this time which I have (without knowing for sure) attributed to a lack of recalling dreams.
For context, I had a fairly traumatic childhood and am in acceptance of my family and what happened in the past. The description below references an ex-boss from a recent 10-year job I resigned from that included some oppressive and what felt like psychological unsafeness. The other person I knew in the dream represents a very old friend I haven’t spoken to in many years and him and his partner (unknown male) in the dream represent the only diversity in the dream in addition to the Chinese woman. Not sure if the diversity is significant but there were A LOT of white people in the dream. I don’t live in Minnesota but am familiar with the middle of the state. Also, recently have been doing a lot of meditation, spiritual alignment, and trying to master my mind, as well as asking to recall dreams and be shown what path I ought to be on prior to sleep, as well as anti-racism learning.
Dream Friday June 2
In Minnesota, stop on way to cabin with group and end up in a Chinese women’s shop. Can’t touch most things there. Go upstairs to rest with mom, brother and SIL and I fall asleep while they are showering. When I wake up they’re all gone. I’m worried because it’s getting dark outside and am afraid of not making it to destination before dark or being stranded. Driving dark means deer May jump in front of the car. I can’t find my cell phone and head downstairs to look for others and one the second floor living room attached to the stairs are ex-boss and ex-stakeholder. They let me know they’re gone and I can go with them. I step outside for a cigarette and see a bus (pink and teal) and hop on. Driver is bold middle aged lady with smile and missing teeth. I realize bus is headed in the wrong direction and exacerbatedly grab pulley and yell that I need to get off as driver does not stop. At parking lot exist of what I now realize is a very large shopping center, with wooden Nordic style shops, I run back to the original shop passing by many people (all white, mostly blonde) I re-enter the shop head upstairs frantically and realize I’m missing my shoes and phone. I come upon old friend and his partner (unknown) who are calmly sitting, giggling. I explain the situation and they are headed to wear I need to go and I realize I’ve lost my phone and shoes. I go to the first room, frantically, and eventually find my shoes and then my phone and it’s case which are separated. I go back downstairs and see old and his partner watching tv calmly and explain we need to go. They continue laughing and watching tv and I frantically head downstairs now with car keys. As I head down the final flight of stairs, I drop some food and a stick of butter and don’t think I have time to clean it. As I continue exiting I see two new shop assistants and don’t see the Chinese lady (new shop assistants are young white women with long blond hair, twins) I notice a dog (half collie half golden retriever) and go back to pick up the butter so the dog doesn’t eat it. Finally I exit the shop and get into a red sedan and start driving down the road. I notice that old and partner are in the car, though I thought I left without them, and there’s still plenty of day light. I mention I was wrong and the deer may not be in the road. Michael and partner laugh.
Any insight or opinion or guidance would be very very very appreciated!!! Apologies for how verbose this is and grateful for your time and bandwidth :)
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Wondering if someone can help me unpack this dream. It is the second dream I’ve remembered in a few years and the first that wasn’t fuzzy, extremely detailed, and vivid. It included folks that represent my past and present. I tried to look up some of the symbolism and am still unsure. The last few years (fathers death, pandemic, recent unemployment) have been somewhat traumatic for me and I’ve been on a combination of an antipsychotic/antidepressant during this time which I have (without knowing for sure) attributed to a lack of recalling dreams.
For context, I had a fairly traumatic childhood and am in acceptance of my family and what happened in the past. The description below references an ex-boss from a recent 10-year job I resigned from that included some oppressive and what felt like psychological unsafeness. The other person I knew in the dream represents a very old friend I haven’t spoken to in many years and him and his partner (unknown male) in the dream represent the only diversity in the dream in addition to the Chinese woman. Not sure if the diversity is significant but there were A LOT of white people in the dream. I don’t live in Minnesota but am familiar with the middle of the state. Also, recently have been doing a lot of meditation, spiritual alignment, and trying to master my mind, as well as asking to recall dreams and be shown what path I ought to be on prior to sleep, as well as anti-racism learning.
Dream Friday June 2
In Minnesota, stop on way to cabin with group and end up in a Chinese women’s shop. Can’t touch most things there. Go upstairs to rest with mom, brother and SIL and I fall asleep while they are showering. When I wake up they’re all gone. I’m worried because it’s getting dark outside and am afraid of not making it to destination before dark or being stranded. Driving dark means deer May jump in front of the car. I can’t find my cell phone and head downstairs to look for others and one the second floor living room attached to the stairs are ex-boss and ex-stakeholder. They let me know they’re gone and I can go with them. I step outside for a cigarette and see a bus (pink and teal) and hop on. Driver is bold middle aged lady with smile and missing teeth. I realize bus is headed in the wrong direction and exacerbatedly grab pulley and yell that I need to get off as driver does not stop. At parking lot exist of what I now realize is a very large shopping center, with wooden Nordic style shops, I run back to the original shop passing by many people (all white, mostly blonde) I re-enter the shop head upstairs frantically and realize I’m missing my shoes and phone. I come upon old friend and his partner (unknown) who are calmly sitting, giggling. I explain the situation and they are headed to wear I need to go and I realize I’ve lost my phone and shoes. I go to the first room, frantically, and eventually find my shoes and then my phone and it’s case which are separated. I go back downstairs and see old and his partner watching tv calmly and explain we need to go. They continue laughing and watching tv and I frantically head downstairs now with car keys. As I head down the final flight of stairs, I drop some food and a stick of butter and don’t think I have time to clean it. As I continue exiting I see two new shop assistants and don’t see the Chinese lady (new shop assistants are young white women with long blond hair, twins) I notice a dog (half collie half golden retriever) and go back to pick up the butter so the dog doesn’t eat it. Finally I exit the shop and get into a red sedan and start driving down the road. I notice that old and partner are in the car, though I thought I left without them, and there’s still plenty of day light. I mention I was wrong and the deer may not be in the road. Michael and partner laugh.
Any insight or opinion or guidance would be very very very appreciated!!! Apologies for how verbose this is and grateful for your time and bandwidth :)
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2023.06.02 20:04 Embarrassed-Air4343 Will HRT thin/lighten my facial hair at all after laser treatment?
I've had 14 laser sessions on my face, 3 additional ones on my chin, and while my beard shadow is pretty much gone, I still have black stubble coming in if I miss one day of shaving.
I'm starting to consider electrolysis, but I've got an appointment for HRT referral in a couple months, so could be on hormones in less than a year. I'd like to know if it's worth holding out until hormones to help tackle the hair or at least lighten the colour, as it only stands out because it's jet black, but it's still short and sparse. I've heard HRT does nothing to facial hair, but it would be good to know if the case is different if I've had laser already.
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I'm starting to consider electrolysis, but I've got an appointment for HRT referral in a couple months, so could be on hormones in less than a year. I'd like to know if it's worth holding out until hormones to help tackle the hair or at least lighten the colour, as it only stands out because it's jet black, but it's still short and sparse. I've heard HRT does nothing to facial hair, but it would be good to know if the case is different if I've had laser already.
2023.06.02 20:00 just_a_fluke_ When the stars align
We’ve been friends for years, but I know you’ve always wanted more. When my ex and I broke up you couldn’t wait more than 2 days to tell me you’d been holding your feelings in for 2 years. It sucks that I wasn’t in a place to commit, and I hate how much I hurt you then.
For months it felt like I was being stabbed by just hearing your name and felt like the knife was being twisted every time your girlfriend’s name followed. I couldn’t stand not having you in my life. No amount of alcohol or people could replace the hole you left. I’ve missed you every day and words can’t describe the despair I’ve felt thinking we had lost our chance.
When I saw you for the first time in months, I couldn’t help but have the widest grin on my face. I said how your hair was so yellow, you just laughed and mentioned something about bleach but all I could think about was kissing you again. By the way you looked at me, I could just tell it was over between you and her.
I want to be the one that makes you laugh for the rest of eternity. I know I took awhile to find myself again, but I’m ecstatic to know that after all this time you still feel the same. You have no idea how happy you make me, a happiness that I haven’t known for so long.
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For months it felt like I was being stabbed by just hearing your name and felt like the knife was being twisted every time your girlfriend’s name followed. I couldn’t stand not having you in my life. No amount of alcohol or people could replace the hole you left. I’ve missed you every day and words can’t describe the despair I’ve felt thinking we had lost our chance.
When I saw you for the first time in months, I couldn’t help but have the widest grin on my face. I said how your hair was so yellow, you just laughed and mentioned something about bleach but all I could think about was kissing you again. By the way you looked at me, I could just tell it was over between you and her.
I want to be the one that makes you laugh for the rest of eternity. I know I took awhile to find myself again, but I’m ecstatic to know that after all this time you still feel the same. You have no idea how happy you make me, a happiness that I haven’t known for so long.
2023.06.02 19:52 tygren_lannister Tygren XV – Dragonsbane
Watching Morning's tremendous limbs spread, a chill came over Tyg as they cast a great shadow over the ranks of his small host. The monster ascended the skies at great pace, evoking a wave of terror from within Tyg's heart; Morning's wingbeats summoned gargantuan gusts of wind, threatening to unseat him as it climbed higher and higher among the clouds.
Tyg gave the order as soon as Alysanne made her move; he had drawn a battle plan during the retreat, and no matter the battle's outcome, it would be a brief and bloody struggle. The men at her back would make her or break her – and Tyg was determined to break them first.
His advantage would be numbers, and numbers alone; he had always preferred cautious and defensive strategies to aggressive and reckless ones, but there would be no choice in this battle. He had ordered the men to spread in fairly thin rows, aiming to surround and overwhelm the men of Pinkmaiden with as much haste as they could muster; the greater the amalgamation of the lines, the higher the likelihood that the dragonmaster would burn her own allies – and at the least cost to the West.
As his men made their rapid advance, Tyg wondered if Tristifer IV was watching the battle from beyond; he questioned what the Hammer of Justice would have done, were he to don the little lion's boots that day. One thing was for certain, though: the conqueror could claim no such aim as Tygren had perfected.
The formations of Rivermen crumbled faster than Tyg's anticipation – and sooner than he'd hoped, in truth. With all her allies in flight, Alysanne would have a better shot by far at Tyg's men; he would have to act fast, or they would all be dead within the hour.
He had deliberately divided his archers into three regiments; he would lead the left flank, while Alphonse took up the centre, and Denam the right.
The plan was simple: the men would fire in volleys to restrict Morning's movement, while Tyg and his lieutenants would take the precision shots; that way, should one regiment be treated to the flames, the other two would still have their chance at a killing blow.
Alphonse took command of the scorpion as well; Tygren made no lie when he told Alysanne that they would fill her with arrows and bolts – that, or they would die in the attempt.
"NOCK!" he cried, lifting his sword to the sky.
"DRAW!" he continued, staring up at certain death.
"LOOSE!" he concluded, watching the mass of arrows fly toward the beast – but the bastion of its scales gave not an inch, and the hairs stood firm at the back of his neck when he heard that all-too-familiar rumbling.
He practically threw himself from the saddle of his destrier, swiftly planting four arrows in the ground before him. He would deal in moments only; he called again to all the men around him, fighting with all his might to overcome the weariness that plagued his heart so deeply.
"FIRE AT WILL!"
The rumbling continued; he had no time left to think. He readied his first arrow, hands quivering and heart racing; he steadied his breath, remembering the lessons Aunt Helya had taught him so many years ago...
And failed to hit Alysanne, missing only by an inch. He steeled his resolve; he never missed a target twice in a row. He nocked his next arrow, exhaling calmly...
And it caught her dead in the shoulder. It was elation that quickened his pulse then, and with the flames mere moments from emerging, he took another shot...
And this time, his arrow caught her ribs! He watched as she lurched in her saddle; her disorientation seeming to affect Morning as well, as the beast let loose its flames, it sent pillars of ruin indiscriminately over the front lines – but the fires of the monster's rage advanced with haste, and Tyg judged enough time for only one shot more. He readied his final arrow...
But it would find no such luck as the two prior. The shot went wide, and Tygren's men broke before Morning's onslaught; the little lion himself made a futile attempt to mount his destrier, but the flames devoured the field before he could even complete his ascent.
The sheer force of the flames knocked his mount off balance, and it fell over him with great force; stars consumed his sight as a cacophany of horrific lamentation erupted about the air around him, joined by the sickening stench of roasting human flesh.
Morning's roars rapidly became more distant, and he realized that Alysanne must have fled – but it was too late. He would join in the agonized shrieking of his men while the intense heat set his skin to boil, leaving him to seize and writhe beneath the dispensation of scorching dragonflame.
"NO!" he screeched.
"NO!" he screamed.
"NO!" he cried, salty tears pouring forth from his eyes, offering a torture of their own.
He had never endured such suffering in all his days, his flesh curdling as the hair burned and melted away from his scalp. Ash and soot fell over him in sheets, offering some relief from the murderous heat; but even so, the pain had grown unbearable.
"PLEASE!" he shrieked, wishing for reprieve.
"LET ME DIE! SEVEN, LET ME DIE!" he sobbed, overcome with the pain of it all. If he hadn't been pinned under his steed, he would certainly have been incinerated, and with all his heart he wished that he had stood firm and accepted his fate.
His lamentations would continue for some time, but when he had finally lost the stamina for it, he found that all the other peripheral screaming had ceased as well.
Opening his eyes, he scanned his surroundings; he beheld charred and smoking bodies, mounds of dead adorned with melted metal and the crimson markings of Westerman blood.
Tyg couldn't bear to keep his eyes open; floating about the darkness, he found himself surrounded by the manifestation of disdain – of the innocent Riverfolk he had condemned to death, of his massacred men, of Tywald, of Gaelyn, of Aerys, of Willem and Barba Tully, of Rohanne...
They all opened their mouths as one to produce an overwhelming, oppressive furor, bearing down on him with unfathomable pressure. Their figures faded in and out of sight, twisting, morphing and warping in their relentless torment. He tried to close his mind's eye, but he would be offered no respite.
After what felt an age, the voices and their sight faded into nothing – and finally, the little lion passed from consciousness.
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Tyg gave the order as soon as Alysanne made her move; he had drawn a battle plan during the retreat, and no matter the battle's outcome, it would be a brief and bloody struggle. The men at her back would make her or break her – and Tyg was determined to break them first.
His advantage would be numbers, and numbers alone; he had always preferred cautious and defensive strategies to aggressive and reckless ones, but there would be no choice in this battle. He had ordered the men to spread in fairly thin rows, aiming to surround and overwhelm the men of Pinkmaiden with as much haste as they could muster; the greater the amalgamation of the lines, the higher the likelihood that the dragonmaster would burn her own allies – and at the least cost to the West.
As his men made their rapid advance, Tyg wondered if Tristifer IV was watching the battle from beyond; he questioned what the Hammer of Justice would have done, were he to don the little lion's boots that day. One thing was for certain, though: the conqueror could claim no such aim as Tygren had perfected.
The formations of Rivermen crumbled faster than Tyg's anticipation – and sooner than he'd hoped, in truth. With all her allies in flight, Alysanne would have a better shot by far at Tyg's men; he would have to act fast, or they would all be dead within the hour.
He had deliberately divided his archers into three regiments; he would lead the left flank, while Alphonse took up the centre, and Denam the right.
The plan was simple: the men would fire in volleys to restrict Morning's movement, while Tyg and his lieutenants would take the precision shots; that way, should one regiment be treated to the flames, the other two would still have their chance at a killing blow.
Alphonse took command of the scorpion as well; Tygren made no lie when he told Alysanne that they would fill her with arrows and bolts – that, or they would die in the attempt.
"NOCK!" he cried, lifting his sword to the sky.
"DRAW!" he continued, staring up at certain death.
"LOOSE!" he concluded, watching the mass of arrows fly toward the beast – but the bastion of its scales gave not an inch, and the hairs stood firm at the back of his neck when he heard that all-too-familiar rumbling.
He practically threw himself from the saddle of his destrier, swiftly planting four arrows in the ground before him. He would deal in moments only; he called again to all the men around him, fighting with all his might to overcome the weariness that plagued his heart so deeply.
"FIRE AT WILL!"
The rumbling continued; he had no time left to think. He readied his first arrow, hands quivering and heart racing; he steadied his breath, remembering the lessons Aunt Helya had taught him so many years ago...
And failed to hit Alysanne, missing only by an inch. He steeled his resolve; he never missed a target twice in a row. He nocked his next arrow, exhaling calmly...
And it caught her dead in the shoulder. It was elation that quickened his pulse then, and with the flames mere moments from emerging, he took another shot...
And this time, his arrow caught her ribs! He watched as she lurched in her saddle; her disorientation seeming to affect Morning as well, as the beast let loose its flames, it sent pillars of ruin indiscriminately over the front lines – but the fires of the monster's rage advanced with haste, and Tyg judged enough time for only one shot more. He readied his final arrow...
But it would find no such luck as the two prior. The shot went wide, and Tygren's men broke before Morning's onslaught; the little lion himself made a futile attempt to mount his destrier, but the flames devoured the field before he could even complete his ascent.
The sheer force of the flames knocked his mount off balance, and it fell over him with great force; stars consumed his sight as a cacophany of horrific lamentation erupted about the air around him, joined by the sickening stench of roasting human flesh.
Morning's roars rapidly became more distant, and he realized that Alysanne must have fled – but it was too late. He would join in the agonized shrieking of his men while the intense heat set his skin to boil, leaving him to seize and writhe beneath the dispensation of scorching dragonflame.
"NO!" he screeched.
"NO!" he screamed.
"NO!" he cried, salty tears pouring forth from his eyes, offering a torture of their own.
He had never endured such suffering in all his days, his flesh curdling as the hair burned and melted away from his scalp. Ash and soot fell over him in sheets, offering some relief from the murderous heat; but even so, the pain had grown unbearable.
"PLEASE!" he shrieked, wishing for reprieve.
"LET ME DIE! SEVEN, LET ME DIE!" he sobbed, overcome with the pain of it all. If he hadn't been pinned under his steed, he would certainly have been incinerated, and with all his heart he wished that he had stood firm and accepted his fate.
His lamentations would continue for some time, but when he had finally lost the stamina for it, he found that all the other peripheral screaming had ceased as well.
Opening his eyes, he scanned his surroundings; he beheld charred and smoking bodies, mounds of dead adorned with melted metal and the crimson markings of Westerman blood.
Tyg couldn't bear to keep his eyes open; floating about the darkness, he found himself surrounded by the manifestation of disdain – of the innocent Riverfolk he had condemned to death, of his massacred men, of Tywald, of Gaelyn, of Aerys, of Willem and Barba Tully, of Rohanne...
They all opened their mouths as one to produce an overwhelming, oppressive furor, bearing down on him with unfathomable pressure. Their figures faded in and out of sight, twisting, morphing and warping in their relentless torment. He tried to close his mind's eye, but he would be offered no respite.
After what felt an age, the voices and their sight faded into nothing – and finally, the little lion passed from consciousness.
2023.06.02 19:50 ProfessorWriterMomma AITAH for skipping first 2 days of toxic MIL’s visit?
Trying to disappear for first few days of MIL visit
We haven’t seen my in-laws in over a year and half and all I can say is thank goodness!
They’re traveling to New York from New Mexico, showing up on Monday for a week-long visit with us (where they’ll be staying in our home). I'll be on a carefully scheduled yoga retreat from Saturday-Tuesday, missing the first day and half of their visit. My husband is beyond frustrated with me, but I think I’m being generous considering our history!
I’m from an emotionally intelligent, educated family where we treat one another with respect, openly seeking help for our mental health issues (ranging from anxiety to autism), not taking our struggles out on one another, and the parents are always the parents and the children are the children.
My mother-in-law, on the other hand, acts like a spiteful 12-year-old. When I was pregnant, I invited her to travel from her home (then in Indiana) to stay with us and attend the baby shower. She arrived just hours before it started, demanding to be entertained (thus, I attended my shower with dirty hair and no makeup). During the opening gifts portion, she gave me handkerchiefs as a gift “in case we can’t make it out to get diapers” (we live in a city!), and then she accused all of my friends of giving her “the stink eye” and started weeding my garden mid-party.
When I gave birth to our twin girls, I told her she couldn’t come visit them before they were 2 months old UNLESS she got a flu vaccine (as twins are often underweight and a flu can be devastating--this was recommended by my OB, that only non-smoking, flu vaccinated adults be around the babies). She refused. I did indeed deliver early, with one of our girls weighing under 4 lbs and ending up in the NICU. SHE CAME ANYWAYS! She made my poor FIL drive from Indiana to NYC and arrived in my hospital room dressed to the nines and stinking of perfume, demanding to hold the healthier baby. When my husband asked if she’d sanitized, she said “I already washed my hands at a McDonald’s in Pennsylvania.”
My husband was so torn--I was hormonal, worried about our baby on the ventilator, and recovering from a C-section; I demanded he kick her out or I would get a divorce. He was crying saying it was his mom, what could he do? My own mother interceded and told me that my husband was doing his best, that I had to be patient.
Fast forward several weeks, both babies are finally home. I’m going to the grocery store for the first time, breasts aching between pumps, and I get a message from her that she's’ consulted a lawyer and is suing for custody of “her babies.” WTF?!?!? I came home crying and my husband finally established some boundaries with his parents, especially regarding the way my MIL talks to me, but the nonsense continues.
It’s 8 years later, but every time they visit, there’s some nonsense. When the girls were 10 months old, she’d take them out of their playpen and walk away, saying, “they’ll be fine. I always let my kids do whatever.” She let them chew on keys and plastic knives, treating me like an overprotective nutjob. In her defense, my own parents said I was a bit of a helicopter mom and over the top about organic food, but they RESPECTED my choices when they were with my kids.
I thought my MIL must know how I feel about her after all of this, but clearly not. Once again, in the grocery store, she contacts me (this time calling). Her dad had died, and she asked me how to cope with it. I was 35, she was in her 60s. I’d experienced far less loss (only grandparents and pets)--I don’t know why she chose me. I talked to her the best I could, trying to be comforting, but it was bizarre and confusing.
The last time they visited, they had an obese, elderly terrier that she insisted I buy “ranch dressing” for, so she would eat her food. They got this dog designated an emotional support animal so they could fly with it, the annoying part being I had to keep my two well-behaved 50lb dogs away from “Baby” during her visit because “they upset her.”
When we tried to have a one one talk with my father-in-law about what he wanted for his retirement (having spent over 50 years as a mechanic), she ran down the stairs, assuming we were bad mouthing her, screaming that we don’t understand her, ranting that my FIL fixed a neighbor's sink 30 years ago and he definitely had an affair with her, that he has undiagnosed Parkinson’s and autism (which he clearly doesn't have), and we don't’ know what she goes through. I rushed my kids upstairs and counted the minutes until they left.
This past year she’s texted my husband constantly about her daily worries, her relationship with his dad, their marital problems, and EVEN ABOUT THEIR SEX LIFE! Yuck! (How her husband still has a libido, but because of her OB problems she’s not interested… I hate that we know this). My poor husband went ashen after this text. I poured him a bourbon and ordered him takeout.
He said to ignore it, like he always does, but I sent her a stern text about boundaries (that my husband has a demanding job, a special needs daughter, another daughter, and lots on his plate! That we’re here for them in emergencies, but she’s crossing the parent/child line and it has to stop). She simply responded “okay.” I was shocked when she began to respect this boundary for several months. But then they hit us up for money to come visit us and relatives in Indiana (having been conned out of a fortune by their other son, a drug addict, and their grandson, a layabout). We offered plane fare and nothing more (we can pick them up and they can stay here), but they declined.
Bottom line, I cannot stand this woman--I cut out toxic people, and if she weren’t family, she wouldn’t be in my life. Of course I’m delighted I’ll miss the insanity of welcoming them (and their dog) into our home, but my husband is beyond bitter. He’s completely warm with my family, but I must say, it’s not hard. He said he never knew how a normal family functioned until he married me. I’ll be polite, but am spending minimal time with my MIL. AITAH?
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We haven’t seen my in-laws in over a year and half and all I can say is thank goodness!
They’re traveling to New York from New Mexico, showing up on Monday for a week-long visit with us (where they’ll be staying in our home). I'll be on a carefully scheduled yoga retreat from Saturday-Tuesday, missing the first day and half of their visit. My husband is beyond frustrated with me, but I think I’m being generous considering our history!
I’m from an emotionally intelligent, educated family where we treat one another with respect, openly seeking help for our mental health issues (ranging from anxiety to autism), not taking our struggles out on one another, and the parents are always the parents and the children are the children.
My mother-in-law, on the other hand, acts like a spiteful 12-year-old. When I was pregnant, I invited her to travel from her home (then in Indiana) to stay with us and attend the baby shower. She arrived just hours before it started, demanding to be entertained (thus, I attended my shower with dirty hair and no makeup). During the opening gifts portion, she gave me handkerchiefs as a gift “in case we can’t make it out to get diapers” (we live in a city!), and then she accused all of my friends of giving her “the stink eye” and started weeding my garden mid-party.
When I gave birth to our twin girls, I told her she couldn’t come visit them before they were 2 months old UNLESS she got a flu vaccine (as twins are often underweight and a flu can be devastating--this was recommended by my OB, that only non-smoking, flu vaccinated adults be around the babies). She refused. I did indeed deliver early, with one of our girls weighing under 4 lbs and ending up in the NICU. SHE CAME ANYWAYS! She made my poor FIL drive from Indiana to NYC and arrived in my hospital room dressed to the nines and stinking of perfume, demanding to hold the healthier baby. When my husband asked if she’d sanitized, she said “I already washed my hands at a McDonald’s in Pennsylvania.”
My husband was so torn--I was hormonal, worried about our baby on the ventilator, and recovering from a C-section; I demanded he kick her out or I would get a divorce. He was crying saying it was his mom, what could he do? My own mother interceded and told me that my husband was doing his best, that I had to be patient.
Fast forward several weeks, both babies are finally home. I’m going to the grocery store for the first time, breasts aching between pumps, and I get a message from her that she's’ consulted a lawyer and is suing for custody of “her babies.” WTF?!?!? I came home crying and my husband finally established some boundaries with his parents, especially regarding the way my MIL talks to me, but the nonsense continues.
It’s 8 years later, but every time they visit, there’s some nonsense. When the girls were 10 months old, she’d take them out of their playpen and walk away, saying, “they’ll be fine. I always let my kids do whatever.” She let them chew on keys and plastic knives, treating me like an overprotective nutjob. In her defense, my own parents said I was a bit of a helicopter mom and over the top about organic food, but they RESPECTED my choices when they were with my kids.
I thought my MIL must know how I feel about her after all of this, but clearly not. Once again, in the grocery store, she contacts me (this time calling). Her dad had died, and she asked me how to cope with it. I was 35, she was in her 60s. I’d experienced far less loss (only grandparents and pets)--I don’t know why she chose me. I talked to her the best I could, trying to be comforting, but it was bizarre and confusing.
The last time they visited, they had an obese, elderly terrier that she insisted I buy “ranch dressing” for, so she would eat her food. They got this dog designated an emotional support animal so they could fly with it, the annoying part being I had to keep my two well-behaved 50lb dogs away from “Baby” during her visit because “they upset her.”
When we tried to have a one one talk with my father-in-law about what he wanted for his retirement (having spent over 50 years as a mechanic), she ran down the stairs, assuming we were bad mouthing her, screaming that we don’t understand her, ranting that my FIL fixed a neighbor's sink 30 years ago and he definitely had an affair with her, that he has undiagnosed Parkinson’s and autism (which he clearly doesn't have), and we don't’ know what she goes through. I rushed my kids upstairs and counted the minutes until they left.
This past year she’s texted my husband constantly about her daily worries, her relationship with his dad, their marital problems, and EVEN ABOUT THEIR SEX LIFE! Yuck! (How her husband still has a libido, but because of her OB problems she’s not interested… I hate that we know this). My poor husband went ashen after this text. I poured him a bourbon and ordered him takeout.
He said to ignore it, like he always does, but I sent her a stern text about boundaries (that my husband has a demanding job, a special needs daughter, another daughter, and lots on his plate! That we’re here for them in emergencies, but she’s crossing the parent/child line and it has to stop). She simply responded “okay.” I was shocked when she began to respect this boundary for several months. But then they hit us up for money to come visit us and relatives in Indiana (having been conned out of a fortune by their other son, a drug addict, and their grandson, a layabout). We offered plane fare and nothing more (we can pick them up and they can stay here), but they declined.
Bottom line, I cannot stand this woman--I cut out toxic people, and if she weren’t family, she wouldn’t be in my life. Of course I’m delighted I’ll miss the insanity of welcoming them (and their dog) into our home, but my husband is beyond bitter. He’s completely warm with my family, but I must say, it’s not hard. He said he never knew how a normal family functioned until he married me. I’ll be polite, but am spending minimal time with my MIL. AITAH?
2023.06.02 19:50 EmperorGandhi Are any of these legendaries safe to dust?
I am aware that you shouldn't dust legendaries unless you need to. In this scenario, I need to, because I'm finishing up a deck I've been experimenting with and I'm just a hair short on dust, even after exhausting most of my useless cards or duplicates that I highly doubt get nerfed.
A lot of these are newer, so obviously this is probably pretty speculative, but I'd still appreciate any insight in case there's some hidden potential I'm missing. I almost exclusively play Reno decks, and I almost never play standard, if that guides things at all. Listing them in collection order:
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A lot of these are newer, so obviously this is probably pretty speculative, but I'd still appreciate any insight in case there's some hidden potential I'm missing. I almost exclusively play Reno decks, and I almost never play standard, if that guides things at all. Listing them in collection order:
- Lady Deathwhisper
- Frost Queen Sindragosa
- Frostmourne
- Rhythm and Roots
- Elder Nadox
- Mi'da, Pure Light
- Devourer of Souls
- Dr. Boom, Mad Genius
- Archdruid Naralex
- Baron Rivendare (original)
- Emperor Thaurissan
- Kel'Thuzad (original)
- King Phaoris
- Thaddius, Monstrosity
- The Jailer