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woso-dreamzzz · 5 months

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Homework

Barcelona Femení x Teen!Reader

Summary: You try to get someone else to do your homework

Studying was such a bore for you. You hated sitting in a classroom and studying. Lucy told you that you had a restless soul and that's why you would prefer to be out on the pitch rather than stuck inside.

Playing for Manchester City had been a perfect outlet and the call to play for Barcelona had been a dream come true.

It was just a shame that the schooling system still kept you shackled.

Taking online classes was better than physical school but it just meant that the actual studying and doing homework was left solely on you. Keira sometimes would allocate times for you to do it but Lucy would always stage what she would call a jailbreak and take you to the park or get a snack.

Either way, actually doing the work was something that you struggled with.

Which was, as you glanced around the break room, you had an empty word document and a sheet of questions of Spanish open in another tab.

Most of the team were either in meetings or getting food so it was just you and the younger members of the squad. Your eyes roved over them all, glancing back at your screen.

Esmee and Salma were playing each other on FIFA. Jana and Bruna were watching with rapt attention. But you found your target in Ona, who was throwing grapes into the air and trying to catch them in her mouth.

You slumped into the seat next to her, placing your laptop in her lap.

She raised a brow at you. "What is this?"

You gestured to the screen. "What does it look like?"

"Your homework?"

"Wow," You said sarcastically," Well done. It is my homework. Has anyone ever told you you're a genius?"

She rolled her eyes. "I meant, what is it doing here? On my lap?"

You sent her an award winning smile. "Do it for me?"

"Isn't that cheating?"

"It's not a test," You said," Just homework. Besides," You shrugged," It's been melting my mind. None of it makes sense. You'd just get through this so quickly."

She narrowed her eyes, easily seeing through your mediocre manipulation attempts. She glanced at your questions for a moment before she slapped some money into your hand.

"Get me a chocolate bar from the vending machine," She said," And an energy drink too..." She thought for a moment. "And you've got to be the one to ask Lucy and Keira if I can crash around your place tomorrow."

You almost groaned. You and Ona had been planning a movie marathon for weeks now but the tv at your place with Lucy and Keira was better than the one at her apartment so you had been trying to drop hints to Lucy and Keira about Ona staying over but neither had quite picked up on them.

"Fine," You said begrudgingly, standing up," A chocolate and an energy drink. Got it."

You slipped out of the room with little fanfare. If Ona managed to get your homework done quickly then the rest of your afternoon would be free to snack and muck around until Lucy and Keira came to take you home.

With the staff and the rest of the girls in meetings, the hallways were empty. You got to the vending machine with ease, punching in the code of Ona's favourite chocolate and energy drink. You've just fished them out when a shiver ran down your spine. A shadow fell over you.

You turned around slowly and was met with the face of your captain, dripping in disapproval.

"Nena," She said and your usual nickname struck fear into your heart," Aren't you supposed to be doing your homework?"

While Keira grew bored of making you study and do your homework, Alexia did not. Your very first day in Barcelona consisted of you walking into the locker room to see her standing by your cubby with the school schedule you had given over to the staff.

You were pretty sure that if you didn't already know Keira and Lucy from City then you would have ended up moving in with Alexia, if only so she could keep a close eye on your studies.

"I...er...Went to get some snacks?"

She raised a brow at you. "Really? Ona's favourite snacks? What were you meant to be studying today, your Spanish? If I go into the break room, will I find Ona doing your work for you?"

You didn't answer.

But that was answer enough.

Alexia sighed, one of those long drawn-out sighs that only ever really got used on you - and sometimes Mapi, when she was acting particularly like a kid.

"Sorry?"

"No, you are not." She took you by the shoulders, making you walk in front of her all the way back to where Ona was sitting, dutifully typing away at your homework. She cleared her throat.

Ona turned and immediately went pale. She looked at you. She looked at Alexia.

"She bullied me into it!"

"Liar!"

Alexia fixed you both with a stern look that you wilted under. "So, you're telling me a sixteen-year-old bullied you into doing homework, Ona?"

"Er...yes?"

"Go and do three laps."

"Alexia!"

"Do you want to make it four?"

Ona took off running and you shoved the drink and chocolate bar into her hands as she passed.

With her gone though, Alexia's ire was firmly back on you. She plucked your laptop up from the sofa and placed it on the table. You knew what she wanted so you went without fuss, slumping into the seat.

She made you watch as she deleted all of the work Ona had done for you.

"You're smart, nena," She said as she did it," You just do stupid things. Do I have to take you with me to my meetings now? To make sure you get your work done?"

You fought the urge to roll your eyes, not wanting an even longer lecture. You, however, didn't keep your feet out of your mouth because you replied," You hover enough. I don't need you watching my every move."

Alexia sent you a withering glare and you shrunk in your seat. You hastened to placate her and started typing. It seemed like you did understand what you're homework was telling you, the little break to get Ona's snacks must have given your brain the respite it needed.

Alexia slid into the seat next to you. She didn't do much - barely even checked her phone - but made sure to look over your shoulder as you wrote.

By the time, you've finished, it's time to break for lunch. Esmee and Salma had just left so you tried to catch up with them but the hand at the back of your collar stopped you in your tracks.

"You're coming home with me tonight," Alexia told you succinctly," I've still got clothes left over from when you last visited. You'll sit at the table and do that economics essay you've been putting off and, if you get it done without complaint, I'll check over what you just finished."

You made a face. "Is this your way of saying I completely flunked it?"

Alexia rolled her eyes and you knew by the way she tucked you under her arm, that she was no longer mad. "Focus on the positives, nena. If you're very good, we'll even order dinner to the house."

#woso x reader #barca femeni x reader #barcelona femeni x reader #barcelona femeni #barca femeni #woso community #woso fanfics #woso imagine #woso

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ellaa-writes · 3 months

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Henlo!! I just saw ur doctor/medic reader story and i feel like they would all want to hear the absolute crazy cases and gossip from reader

Im a student and i work in a large hospital/shadowing some doctors aswell and someday’s these crazy things happen randomly. In the least expected ways. From getting a sudden code stroke to seeing 🪱🪱on body parts to hospital staffs gossips in the med room. Its so random sometimes.

Imagine doctor reader casually telling the time she caught so and so cheating in an empty room in between 2 codes. And shes so chill about it like shes seen and heard enough but the Kortac officers r eating it up like listening to Nurse John’s podcasts😂

Reader: yk this reminds me of the time i did my trauma rotation in—

Konig: wait! Let me get my snacks and tea👀☕️

Hello!! Thank you <3 This is so silly I love it. Decided to have fun with it. It's kinda gross but hey that's what happens. Lol.

It's going to be a rough day, you thought. Not even 2 hours into your shift you had two concussed idiots sitting in your waiting room. This is gonna be a long one, you started at noon and won't be done till 4am the next morning.

Clutching your coffee you prayed for a miracle, an alien ship or a metor. Either one would do.

Later that evening, specifically dinner time. You were the last to arrive, having to help hold down a patient as another medic stitched up a gash on his forehead.

"I know, I know." you said as you sat you lunch down in front of your chair. Running off to grab a much needed coffee. It was your turn for the over night shift. It wasn't a bad shift, just babysitting the wounded soldiers that are currently being held. Coming back and setting yourself into your spot, digging into your food without a cause to the wind.

"You guys won't believe my day." you started off, slurping down your heart spaghetti. "Some rookies decided to play chicken and now they both have a concussion. And one probably memory loss. Couldn't even tell me his name." you shook your head, recalling the incident. "Than Hutch came in, complaining that he can feel worms crawling in him. I had to explain four times to that dense mother fucker that worms can not survive stomach acid." you stopped to take a big gulp of coffee. "But he wouldn't listen, said it wasn't in his stomach but inside his skin. Ran some blood tests and no hallucinogenic. But he could have fooled me." you didn't realise you were blabbing until you looked up from your plate to see a few of your team members surpressing their laughs.

"What?" you asked, mouth full of spaghetti. "Why don't you chew a bit more." one of them offered. Making the other laugh, "Oh fuck off." you spat. "Anyways, had to give Hutch an xray just to prove there's no damn worms in him." you explained.

"An xray? Does that-" you cut them off. "No, not at all. But it shut him up." they all bursted out laughing. "It reminds me of a patient I had back at the ER. Complaining about his ass itching. The other nurses weren't taking him seriously. Just sent him to the bathroom with some baby wipes." you stopped abruptly, this might not be a good dinner story.

"Oh come on Katze, don't get all shy on us now." König said, you didn't even notice he was there. You also didn't notice the rest of the mess hall getting quiet to listen to your story.

"Oh, well we're eating." you tried to explain but was met with loud booing. "Fine, fine." you yelled back. Wiping your mouth, your food finished, you pushed the tray away from you.

"Ok, so they sent him to the bathroom and he came back later saying he can still feel them."

"Them?" Horangi interrupted, and was followed by shushing. "Damn, sorry. Continue." he slinked back into his chair.

" So they put him in a room, told him to strip from the waist down. Another trainee and myself were assigned to this case along with a RN. She had him lay on the side has she spread his ass cheeks. Like you would a child." you stopped from dramatic affect. Watching as your tream and the rest of mess hall looked on in anticipation.

"We saw nothing. So she took a swab, had me spread this grown man's cheeks as she inserted it into the recum, shoveling out what ever was in side. Still nothing." a few people got up and left and others choking back a gag.

"She wet had him pop a squat over the trash can and cough. Sure enough a worm came shooting out. So did some green chunks, thankfully they were just some cucumbers. Guess the guy stole a cucumber from his neighbors garden not knowing it was infested with worms. He shoved the thing right up and it broke. He was like that for 2 weeks, worms up the ass. Still not the craziest thing I experienced, let me tell your that." you reached for your tray, but König took it for your instead.

"A cucumber up the ass?" Horangi asked. "I've seen people shove all sorts of thing up their butt. Idk what it is or why but it's way to common." you threw your finished coffee cup in the trash.

"Sorry I gotta get back. The results for mister chicken should be in by now." you said you goodbyes and waved to others, rushing out of the lunch hall.

"What a women." König said, hearts in his eyes.

#cod mw2 #könig #konig #könig mw2 #konig mw2 #konig cod #könig cod #konig x reader #konig x you #könig x reader #cod könig #cod konig #kortac

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chicademartinica · 9 months

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For the people in my phone and various inboxes and IN MY FAMILY asking me what I think about the Only Friends trailer since I’ve been yapping about it for nine months now.

My global reaction (yes to the logo being bisexual purple now)

They did not scrap Force’s character drug addiction. Mew will have a *very college experience* of discovering sex and love with a DRUG ADDICTED LYING CHEATING FUCKBOY. At last a director is using Force’s very specific look/ eye shape to the fullest. This man looks off and you know Jojo watched Shame (2011) (His character is not neurotypical in Abab its true)

So. Ray is mentally ill. Yes huh huh I totally think Jojo gave a complex bipolar/depressed coded queer character to the strongest actor on his cast Thanawat Rattanakitpaisan. Sand, my good good Judy, you need to watch skam/ The eighth sense. The manic sex is mind blowing but you are falling in love with gasoline. Well it’s First what else ?!

I stay confident that they did not scrap the sex work(ers) storyline.Nick and/or Boston ? Even if Ray is richer than I thought he is still at least pro-hoe.

Firstkhao is going to make me cry. Book too probably. Mark getting slapped around already a lot on my spirit. The show places friendship (and friendship heartbreak) at the same level as romantic relationships. I’m already sold.

I don’t even recognize Neo under Boston’s violent ass. I’m old I can say it : OUR BOY IS ALL GROWN UP.

The first artist on Jojo’s only friends playlist is Amy Winehouse AND IT SHOWS.

My fave Thai cinematographer, Rat Rungruang (Moonlight Chicken, Never let me go, 3 will be free, Mama Gogo) is back with the 3 will be free filter but NVLM neon heavy. I am ecstatic.

Khaotung under Jojo’s lense. Whew.

#only friends the series #only firends #firstkhao #forcebook #neomark #jojo tichakorn #rat rungruang

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bigfan-fanfic · 2 years

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Unwarranted Assistance (Reader x Connor DBH)

Requested by anonymous for Hank tries to help Connor ask you out

"You dirty bag of bolts!" Hank says with no real venom in his voice. In fact he sounds almost fond of his android partner.

"I assure you, Lieutenant, I keep myself in adequate condition. And Cyberlife does not use bolts in its construct-"

"Ah, forget it." Hank groans. "So... you like Y/N, then? Makes sense. When you're in charge of the archives, you're already part robot, eh?" Hank waves away Connor's all-too-literal refutation.

Connor shifts uncomfortably, and Hank would almost be certain that if the android were human, he'd be blushing. "I find Y/N's demeanor... soothing."

Hank groans before it appears curiosity wins out. "Do androids even get... turned on?"

Connor frowns. "Cyberlife did not equip me with genitalia, so it is difficult to gauge sexual arousal, Lieutenant. However, now that I am Deviant... I do not think the idea altogether implausible."

Hank grins suddenly, the expression unfamiliar for his facial muscles. "Your LED." the older man lets out a giggle. "Oh, god, it's like your boner. Your light turns green whenever Y/N passes by!"

Connor just stares at Hank, obviously not amused.

Hank finally settles down and kicks his feet up onto his desk. Connor sweeps them off and Hank scowls.

"Look, so you know what the next step is, right?"

"Do you mean... engaging in a proposition of courtship?"

"God, Con- just ask him on a date!"

Connor frowns. "I... am programmed with the knowledge of what a date is. However, I am... nervous?"

Hank sighs. "I'm gonna have to teach you how to ask someone out, aren't I?"

After about three hours of slacking off - Hank has been delighted to find that since becoming Deviant, Connor has not been so rigid about following protocol - they still haven't gotten any further than Connor attempting to talk about butterflies.

Something twinges in Hank as he remembers waiting in the car while his teenage son asked a boy out. Cole ran right back, dove into the car, and let out a whoop and had thanked Hank for his advice. Hank shunts this memory to the back of his mind.

"Alright, look. Since you're obviously hopeless, I'll give you a little cheat code, okay? It's not about chatting someone up - that can help, but it's not essential. We gotta break it down to bare bones. 'I like seeing you around, and I'd like to spend more time with you if that's okay. Would you like to go out sometime?' That's what you want to say."

Connor nods. "Condense the message to the essentials. Thank you, Hank."

Hank follows anyway. Not because he wants to support the android. Nope.

Connor finds you among the files like usual. Even with Cyberlife providing so much in the way of labor, you've kept your job at the station simply because most people don't feel comfortable leaving everything in the justice system up to robots.

"Ahem." Connor makes the sound out of courtesy, having no actual throat to clear.

"Ah! Detective Connor!" you smile, turning to him.

Hank claps a hand over his face as Connor opens his mouth and freezes. It's like he's glitching.

"Uh... Connor? Are you okay?" you ask in slight concern for the statue-still android.

Hank steps into the room. "Connor likes seeing you around and wants to spend more time with you, if possible. Like, on a date. He's asking you out. Connor wants to go on a date."

Hank curses under his breath. When did he get so bad at this?

You chuckle a little and look at Connor. "I'd love to. Uh... will Hank be coming too or will you be able to move by then?"

Hank snickers a little and Connor snaps back into movement. "I will, er... perform a software diagnostic and ensure I am at full capacity for our... date."

It's only when Hank and Connor are walking back to their desk that they realize that no details have been discussed, and now they have to go back.

#dbh connor x reader #dbh connor x male reader #dbh x reader #dbh x male reader #dbh headcanons #headcanons

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bruinhilda · 5 days

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I'm so tired.

My Dad has...let's call them serious medical issues. They don't threaten his life on the day-to-day, but they can when they suddenly flare up. He also has what I would call "inconvenient issues," such as weight and incontinence, that instantly cut off a lot of health and transport services.

I can't drive. I spent 10 years trying in my 20s. I'm so tired of having to explain this to people who can't comprehend an inability to drive. I have no other family living here who can help. I have one sister 2000 miles away with her own elder care issues, and that's it. I don't have close friends that I can just randomly impose on.

Dad's docs sent him to the ER today. A non-emergency ambulance ride was helpfully arranged. But the ER just discharged him after a few hours. "Treated and released."

He has no way to get home. It's Friday night, all of the transport companies that *could* handle his weight and lack of mobility refused. His usual service requires 24 hour notice, and doesn't take reservations after 5pm. The same ambulance service *will* bring him home...tomorrow afternoon.

He's stuck sitting in the ER. I can't get to him. I've been assured he'll get basic care, but I can't get confirmation that they'll, y'know, give him his meds, because they don't do that when you're discharged. The patient care coordinator is "looking into it." At least I had her help, because I honestly don't know where to even start. I've looked into transport services before and had absolutely no luck in even finding them, much less getting their service.

I'm constantly told by random "helpful" people about all these wonderful services that exist to make all of this easier, and to care for people like Dad. They INSIST there's help. But if you look into it, the services either flat don't exist, or they do, but they won't help YOU, because you don't qualify. You need too much assistance they can't help with. Or they only offer care that doesn't actually help your issue.

Sometimes you're told that you have to be "persistent." You have to keep badgering people and ignoring the no until they cave and help you. Which one, is utterly insane. And two, has never fucking worked for me. When I get emotional, I get *nothing*. People won't deal with me if I get too angry or upset. And they certainly won't explain how I'm supposed to do what they expect me to do to unlock the magic cheat codes that will solve all my problems.

You can't help but feel the cruelty of it all. How you don't fit into the overall fantasy everyone else lives in. How people just shrug and decide that you must not be doing enough, therefore it's all your fault you couldn't get help. Just learn to drive! How? I tried, it didn't work, what am I supposed to do to get past the repeated failure? Just do this, just do that. I don't know how. Nobody is going to show me the 'how', you're just supposed to magically figure it out. It's supposed to just work out, somehow. Oh, it didn't? Well, you fucked up. You shouldn't do that. Do it right, and things will be okay. Why can't you just do it right, why do you expect others to hold your hand and help you? You shouldn't need so much help! Oh, things got really bad, didn't they? Why didn't you ask for help?

I know we're not the only ones. There are people "slipping through the cracks" all the time. Often they die from it. I suspect I'll die from it when I'm older and more disabled, because I won't even have someone as bad as it like me fumbling to help me like I fumble to help my Dad.

Don't get me wrong, I've had some shocking acts of kindness in dark moments. People going above and beyond to help out a stranger, often without even being asked. There *are* people who do try to help. But those are individuals, and they *are* going above and beyond. Our society as a whole is cruel, it's set up to be cruel and unhelpful, and it's masked by the firm belief in the fantasy that help is always there for you if you need and deserve it. When it's not, you wake up to the lie. But nobody will actually believe you until they're up shit creek with you.

Thank you for reading my wail. But please, don't start suggesting I look for help from services you assume must be there, somewhere.

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jess-moloney · 3 months

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It's also very convenient she was born the same year as Jamie. Just another thing she could say they had in common to rope him in.

Jamies previous girlfriends where always slightly younger than him or in case of Matilda much younger. The only one that can be considered his age was Lily Collins. Jess with her obvious injections strikes me as older than she claims to be. Like early 40s. And because Jamie never dated someone older it would make sense that Jess lies about er age.

About her cheating: Maybe they have a open relationship? Would explain the hanky code on his part.

I wouldn’t be surprised if Jess lied about her age and is actually in her 40s. As for the open relationship thing, why keep her around at all? Why stay with her as his only “official” girlfriend when she’s clearly making him miserable? The open relationship should only work if you already like and trust your partner. It doesn’t seem like Jamie’s into either with Jess. Maybe at first but not now. In fact the hanky thing only happened recently. Though I don’t put it past Jess to tell him the relationship could be an open one as long as it meant keeping him around. She is obviously desperate to stay with him. It’s why it’s worries me she may either get pregnant or claim pregnancy at some point.

#jess moloney #jamie campbell bower #jamie bower #mail

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descendantofthesparrow · 2 years

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Too much - Harry Hook hurt/comfort oneshot

He was tired, fuck he was so tired. Auradon was just-so damn-exhausting. From the mornings packed with lessons, the afternoons with tutoring sessions, and after that-his homework-and then-and then! He still had to do his electives! It was just-all so much in so little time, he had been given barely any time to adjust. He hardly had time to sleep anymore, regularly staying up till four am just to -attempt- to figure out his mathematics homework, of which he still had several weeks backed up because he just-couldn't get this one problem solved.

And no one was listening to him, not one of his teachers would accept his ‘excuse’ of just-he couldn't fucking read or see what they were writing down, the numbers always switched around and turned to gibberish, he was always seated either in the middle or front of the class, but even then-he couldn't read the fucking board; it was just all so-fuzzy.

It was just-all too much. And one day, it just all bubbled over, he had been standing at the front of class, head down with his eyes clenched shut, his jaw locked as red sparked at the edge of his vision. The teacher had ‘caught’ Harry cheating, which he wasn’t! He was just trying to see the board! He had been using his phone's camera to get a better look and the teacher, Mr.Deley, had caught him in the act and accused him of cheating.

Evie had tried to defend him, but the fuck had only brought up her mirror, shutting the princess up in shame. She had only done it once, and it was back when she didn’t plan on staying at Auradon prep. But Evie had lost her fire, staring down at her shaking hands as Mr.Deley shook his finger in Harry's face, not realizing the effect of his actions on the vks; especially Harry.

Harry was near full-body shaking, his hands clenching tightly to his shirt hem. Even Chad noticed, he furrowed his brows and started to stand, but before he could speak; Mr.Deley, unfortunately, hit the last nail in the coffin “I should speak to Fairy godmother about expelling you, you have been nothing but trouble” he hissed and he stepped back as Harry looked up, the ocean blue was gone-only consumed by glowing blood red, tears threatening to fall. “fuckin’ do it then” Harry snarled, his lip curling over his teeth like a frightened animal. “it’ll be bette’r fer all of us if am nae’ ‘ere” Harry left his stuff behind as he stormed out of the classroom, the door cracking as Harry slammed it.

The classroom was silent for a moment, all staring at where Harry had been. then they all turned to glare at Mr.Deley, who grumbled and crossed his arms “Good riddance” he muttered, turning back to his class; about to start teaching again but Chad stood, grabbed his stuff and Harry’s stuff, and walked out; Evie and Doug following close behind, then one after the other, each student left the room, all saying nothing to Mr.Deley.

“Excuse me!” Mr.Deley seethed, he had not been expecting anyone to stand with Harry, especially of all people; Chad. “Come back here, I did not dismiss you!”

“Fuck you!” Evie yelled back, grinning as Chad and Doug burst into laughter “Yeah fuck you!” Chad yelled as he turned on his heels, flipping off his ex-favorite teacher and turning again, handing Harry’s bag to Evie “I’m going to talk to FG, I know I fucked up a long time ago; and I’m sorry, but this has gone on for too long.” Evie nodded with a smile, taking Harry’s bag from Chad and watching him as he ran off towards FG’s office, then she turned to Doug “Come on, we should find Harry before something happens” Doug looked mildly concerned before he let Evie tug him along, Evie pulling out her phone to text the vk group chat.

(Blueberryprincess – Code blood: Mr.Deley went too far, Harry took off.) Almost immediately Uma texted back; (QueenSeagoddess – shit, any idea where he went?) (Blueberryprincess – didn’t have the chance, he ran out of class and cracked the door when he did) (QueenSeagoddess – oh shit he’s mad mad, find him quickly, we don’t want a bloodbath on our hands)

The rest of the vks sent quick confirmations and Mal informed Ben of the situation, calling off their date to look for Harry. Nearly everyone searched for hours, the younger vks getting involved in the search as they called out for the missing pirate “Harry!” Carlos called out, one of Harry’s rings in his hand for Dude to track as he and Gil looked for Harry “Harry!” Gil yelled, cupping his mouth with his hands, his voice echoing across the forest near the school.

Dude pawed Carlos’ leg, shaking his head when Carlos looked down at him “Nothing here?” Carlos said, sounding distressed, looking back up at the setting sun “But it’s almost dusk, we’ve been looking for hours; and not one trace of him?” Carlos cursed, ruffling his hair as Gil jogged up to him, face morphed into concern. “if he’s not anywhere in the forest, or at the school, or the dorms, where could he be? Uma said he’s not at the shores either.” Gil muttered, crossing his arms as Carlos dragged his hand down his face.

“I dunno Gil” Carlos mumbled, biting the inside of his cheek as he took another look around at the darkening forest. “I really don’t know” “Harry!” Mal yelled out, using her magic to amplify her voice, spinning around once, then twice “Harry!” she waited for a moment, hoping to hear something; anything that gave her a sign of Harry. Nothing. She cursed, she and Ben had reached the edge of the school grounds, and there wasn’t anything to tell them of where Harry went; even the tracking spell Mal had used.

“Mal!” Ben called out, his hand over his head as droplets of rain started to fall, Mal ignoring them to call out for Harry again “Come on, we have to go in, at least just to get proper gear on!” Mal bounced on her heels, turning back to Ben with furrowed brows “We can’t just-“ she stopped at Ben’s look “fine-fine. Let’s go get raincoats n shit” Mal muttered, speed walking past Ben to head back to the dorm building.

By the time everyone returned, it was pouring too hard to go back out, something Uma detested “It’s like they hate me or something” she snarled, speaking about the gods. “my best friend is fucking missing, and they decide ‘oop~ time for a storm~! he’s gonna get sick if he’s outside!” As Uma ranted, no one noticed Fairy Godmother walking outside, an umbrella in one hand and a thick raincoat in the other, purposefully walking off the school grounds and towards the museum of cultural history.

Shame bubbled in Harry’s chest and gut, his head aching with stress and exhaustion; he hadn’t meant to lose control like that. He hadn’t in his last four months here in Auradon; hell he hadn’t even when Pan’s kid actually threatened him. He could still feel the boiling rage behind his eyes, red at the edges of his vision; a curse that made everything so much harder than it had to be.

Harry let out a low sob, unable to breathe through his nose, his face buried in his soaked jacket. He hadn’t moved even after the rain started to fall, or when it fell harder. He didn’t know how he ended up at the museum but he did, sitting at the steps; unable to move after he had nearly sprinted the entire way here. he was just glad no one had decided to bug him, he just…wanted to be alone right now.

Harry sniffed again, snot blocking his nostrils before he realized the rain had stopped, he looked up, seeing Fairy godmother standing above him; her face morphed into concern and her eyes bleeding with sadness “Mr. Hook?” she asked softly, setting the raincoat on Harry’s shoulders “Are you okay? I heard about what happened with Mr.Deley.”

Harry just stared at her, then his face crumpled, tears mixing with the rain on his face as he sobbed, his breath catching in his throat as he curled into himself. “oh darling” FG cooed, charming the umbrella to float over the two of them as she sat down next to Harry, not caring if she got soaked and rested her hand on her knee; not knowing if Harry was comfortable with her hugging him. “it’ll be okay. We all have setbacks, even me. Things happen and we aren’t always able to control how we react to things, it’s what makes you human.”

Harry couldn’t look at her, he hadn’t just lost control of his emotions, he had lost control of his curse, the same curse that tried to drive him to…fuck-kill- people. “I don’ belong ‘ere” Harry croaked out, lifting his head up to take a deep shaky breath “I don’ fukin’ belong ‘ere”

FG frowned, moving her hand to Harry’s back, rubbing it in a hopefully comforting way “Of course you do Harry, everyone does. I may have been a little, iffy, about Ben’s proclamation at first, but I’ve seen time and time again; you all belong here, nothing can change that, not even an outburst controlled by something else.” Harry clenched his jaw, shaking his head, hands reaching up to grip his hair. “fuck-i-I can’t even fucking count FG! Ah hae thee weeks ay homework backed up, Ah cannae see th' feckin' board frae fife feit awa', aam failin' near aw mah classes, nae oan is listenin' tae me! Ah just-i can’t- Fuck.” Harry sobbed, not caring how he looked or sounded like right now.

FG stared at Harry in near shock, she had no idea Harry was facing all this mess, and…what was this about no one listening to him? “Harry?” FG started gently, testing the waters with Harry’s boundaries by resting her hand on his shoulder, squeezing it lightly “what do you mean, no one’s listening to you?” Harry sniffed, wiping his nose with his wrist “i-um…me teachers, n’ tutors, non of em are listen’ ta me. Call me stupid fer not understandin’ their stuff, I try ta tell them I just-can’t read what the' write down but….just call me illiterate n shit like tha’” Harry croaked, watching as FG’s face turned red with anger “I’m-I’m sorry”

FG shook her head, pulling Harry into a strong hug, his face in the crook of her arm as she rubbed his back “you have nothing to be sorry for Harry, you have some learning disabilities and that’s okay, that’s common in so many students. Do not blame yourself for their bias’. I will be dealing with them don’t you worry, and I will be looking into better teachers for you. You are worth all the trouble you are and deserve every bit of effort anyone puts into you” Harry crumbled into FG’s arms, sobbing his heart out. For the first time, an adult had truly validated him, his emotions, his struggles.

FG held him for a solid 10 minutes, rubbing her hand on his back as her other hand caressed his head “it’ll be okay Harry, I’ll help you; as is my duty to children like you” Harry sniffed, leaning back as FG gently pushed him up, taking a tissue from her pocket and pressing it against his nose “blow” he did so, sniffing as she pulled the tissue away and spelled it out of existence. “Now, come along; your friends are worried sick about you.” FG took his hand, grabbing the umbrella with the other and holding it over Harry as they walked the two and a half miles back to the dorm building.

As soon as they stepped into the warm castle-turned dorm building, Harry was hounded by his friends, Uma and Gil at the front as Harry was enveloped in a group hug “Where were you!?” Uma cried out, practically gluing herself into Harry’s side as Gil wrapped his arms around them both “We were so worried! Don’t you ever do that again!” Harry sniffed and nodded, tears once again in his eyes as the rest of the vks joined the hug, all of them doing their best to hug Harry.

“you do that again I will hang you from the flag pole” Mal hissed out, the stress in her chest finally releasing as she gripped Harry’s shoulder, unable to properly hug him due to Evie and the twins being in the way. FG smiled, knowing Harry was in good hands as Mal and Uma spelled Harry dry and Gil basically picked him up and walked him back towards their dorm. “Time to get to work” she muttered, rolling up her sleeves and turning on her heel, making her way to her office and thinking about the conversation she had with Harry.

‘Ah cannae see th' feckin' board frae fife feit awa’ Harry had said he couldn’t see the class board even just five feet away, and she wondered if he meant; he couldn’t see because his vision was bad? She had a feeling that’s what it was because she knew Harry could read, he actually read the most out of a lot of her students, he nearly matched Belle with how much he was in the library.

She had a lot of work to do; and she would start with Mr.Deley.

Harry pouted as he sat in the waiting room of the doctor's office, a small paper held between his fingers, Evie sitting next to him since Uma was busy “Harry Hook?” the receptionist called out, and Evie stood, taking Harry with her “Doctor Emilie will see you now, room four” Evie thanked her and dragged Harry into the aforementioned room, sitting down in the spare chair as Harry plopped down in the main chair in the room, still pouting as Evie texted Uma an update about Harry’s appointment.

“Hello,~!” a very kind-looking doctor stepped into the room, their hair shaved and bright pink, looking at Harry with soft brown eyes “I’m doctor Emilie and I’ll be your Optometrist today~!” they walked over to Harry and held out their hand, and Harry took it grumpily “Okay, so we’re just going to be figuring out your prescription today, so it’ll just be a few easy tests, one of which will be blowing air into each eye, it’ll be a lil’ scary but quick” Harry slowly nodded, following Emilie as they moved Harry over to another chair that sat in front of a large machine “let’s get started!”

Yep-he knew he would hate it, he flinched back as Emilie blew quick bursts of air into his eyes, using the palm of his hand to get rid of the uncomfortable feeling “I’m sorry Harry, but you have to do it again, didn’t get a good reading.” Harry grumbled but placed his chin back on the rest, successfully keeping his eyes open for the puffs of air this time “Awesome, thank you. Now come along” Harry continued to follow Emilie through the room, pouting at Evie as she gave him a thumbs up.

After the tests were done, and Harry looked through what seemed to be hundreds of mini lenses, Emilie found his prescription “okay Harry, seems to be you have some pretty intense nearsightedness, negative four-point twenty-five in your right eye and negative four-point fifty in your left eye.” They smiled at him and closed the folder containing Harry’s new eye information “So, today you can pick out your frames and we’ll get your glasses made within the week~!”

Harry slowly nodded, glancing between Emilie and a large canister full of lollipops. Emilie smiled and took the canister, holding it in front of Harry “go for it kiddo” Harry felt no shame taking the blue lollipop, eagerly sticking the sweet treat in his mouth and following his new doctor and Evie out of the room to the frame/lens room, glancing around at what was near to pick out his frames “I’ll leave you to it! We’ll call you when your frames are ready” Emilie smiled at Harry and turned, handing his folder to the receptionist in the frame/lens room. “goodbye~”

Evie waved Emilie goodbye and grabbed Harry’s arm, forcing him to do the same. Harry grumbled, crossing his arms as Evie dragged him through the room, picking out frames and sliding them onto Harry’s face “no, no, no not that one, too tacky, won't go with anything you wear, wrong shade, hmmm” Evie finally grabbed a pair of thin round frames, sliding them onto Harry’s face with a grin “yes! Okay, let's get you at least two, so you can have a fashion pair and a ‘normal’ pair” Harry grumbled, taking the round frames from his face and examining them, tilting his head up as Evie clicked her tongue to get his attention, sliding a pair of black square frames on to his face “yes~ this’ll work too, let’s get you both, cus I don’t see anything else I like” Evie muttered, taking the frames from Harry and walking over to the receptionist, placing the order for both frames to get Harry’s prescription in them.

“yeh don’ hav’ta buy em fer me” Harry said, feeling shy as Evie paid for his 2nd set of frames, his insurance would only cover his exam and first pair. Evie just gave him a look that said ‘try and stop me’ and Harry sighed, crossing his arms “All righty then” Evie then smiled, happy she won the mini-battle against Harry’s stubborn ass, and thanked the receptionist “your glasses will be ready within the week, we’ll give you a call when they are” the receptionist said with a smile, waving the two vks off as Evie thanked her again and pulled Harry out of the office and back to her car.

Only two days later, Evie was taking Harry back to the office to get his new glasses, giggling as she took many pictures of the very pouty Harry wearing the round frames she had chosen for him. “ye find this amusin’ eh?” Harry said with a small sneer, rolling his eyes as Evie just continued to laugh. “very much so, also CJ says; ahahahahah” Evie teased, having sent the pictures to the group chat and his sisters. Harry rolled his eyes again and stood, still pouting as he made his way back to Evie’s car “Uma says; grumpy baby” Harry felt his cheeks flush and he sunk against her car, restlessly pulling at the door. “just-lemme in” Harry whined, bonking his head against the roof.

Evie continued to giggle and unlocked her car, stopping by her favorite smoothie shop to get a treat for her and Harry, sticking her tongue out at Mal as they got back to the dorm building “where’s mine?!” Mal whined as Evie and Harry walked into the ‘living’ room; which the vks had made their lil meeting spot, fake pouting as Evie bapped her head with the smoothie cup. “if you wanted something you should’ve come with~” Evie sang, giggling as Harry fell into the couch “grumpy” Mal teased, laughing as Gil jumped over the couch to bug Harry, trying to lift Harry’s face so he could see the glasses.

“come on dude, that can’t be comfortable” Gil chided, smiling as Harry lifted his head up just so “fuck off” Harry said in a muffled voice, Gil was right, lying face down wasn’t comfortable, but no one was going to see him with the glasses. In fact; he was going to burn them later.

“if ye burn those I will take yeh back and get ye the ugliest pair I can find” Harriet, his older sister, suddenly hissed in his ear and he shot straight up, pouting at her as Gil cheered, happy to see Harry in his new glasses “lookin’ good” Harriet chuckled, ruffling Harry’s hair and sitting down in the love seat next to him. “Evie picked well.”

Harry just grumbled, moving to slide next to her like a child on the large love seat, resting his face in the crook of her shoulder as CJ came bounding in, pointing at Harry’s face and laughing “hahaha!” she laughed loudly and unashamed, only teasing him “you look like a dweeb”

“a nerd, a hot nerd, but a nerd” Uma supplied as she walked in after CJ, ruffling Harry’s hair as he tried to kick CJ away from his comfy spot on their sister, but CJ persisted and Harriet was thus squished into the couch by her heavy little brother and her boney little sister “yeh two are wee devils” Harriet snarled, unable to keep the smile off her face as her siblings repeated her words and only snuggled further into her.

“yeh think i’m hot?” Harry said with a waggle of his brows, it wasn’t a secret he fancied Uma, especially to Uma; but she was still coming to terms with the fact she liked him back so she just rolled her eyes and flipped him off “fuck off you dweeb” Uma chuckled as Harry made an offending noise, his hand pressed to his chest.

“How dare ye? I though’ I could trust ye” Harry said dramatically, his head falling back into Harriet’s neck as she shifted to get comfortable, her arms around CJ’s back and Harry’s waist. Soon the rest of the vks and their Auradon friends walked in, completing the weird little family they had created.

“looking good dude” Doug complimented, having been the one to convince Harry it wasn’t weak to get glasses “good choice Eve” Evie giggled, accepting the kiss on the cheek as she pulled out Harry’s 2nd pair “ooh I like those”

Harry just grumbled “oh everybody likes tha’ glasses eh? Wha’ bout me? I look like a fuckin’ loser.” Harriet just flicked his cheek “ow!” “like ‘ell I would let ye walk ‘round blind” Harriet muttered, pinching Harry’s cheek with a smirk as CJ cackled “no wonder ye’ ‘ave been fumbling ‘round since ye were a toddler, ye couldn't see more than a foot in front of ye” Harry puffed his cheeks, giving Harriet less skin to tug on.

“fuck off” Harry whined, taking off his new glasses and setting them aside, watching as a very blurry Jay took them and put them on, almost immediately pulling them away from his face “holy shit my dude,” Jay said with a wheeze “how the fuck have you survived?” Harry just flipped him off, watching as Mal took his glasses next, blinking rapidly behind the lens “yeah-same-how the fuck?” Mal laughed, taking off the glasses and handed them back to Jay, who put them back on the side table Harry had originally placed them on.

“good news!” Jane sang as she skipped into the room “Mr.Deley, along with any teachers or tutors who have been giving Harry or any other academically challenged students trouble, has been fired, black listed, and their licenses revoked~ classes are actually canceled for the next week while mom finds new ones!” Jane tossed her hands up, a signal for the teens to cheer; to which they did, Ben holding up his root beer as Harry smiled softly; for once, his voice had been heard, and FG had listened and taken action. It felt…nice.

Maybe Auradon wouldn’t be so bad after all.

…

But yeah fuck the glasses

-end-

i fucking love this im so happy with it ahhh~

extra; pouty harry with his new glasses, everyone say thank you Evie for taking pictures XD

@hanas-headcanons @sephiralorange @harriyanna

#disney descendants #harry hook descendants #angst #hurt comfort #FG does her damn job #Evie is best sister figure #and sugar mom XD #Hook siblings #not an x reader

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fiona-kitsune13 · 2 years

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lego monkie kid Let's Player Au because I can stop thinking about it

-Qi Xiaotian:

Username: MonkieKid3

Mk plays slot of upbeat Rpg games and MMorpg games. His favorite moments are when he gets to play with Mei and Red Son.

The three in his username stands for how many friends he has. Him, mei and red! U better believe he loves himself like a friend lol.

One of his most played is Genshin Impact, his fav character being Bennett.

-Mie:

Username: DragonHorse3

Mei plays racing games and afk games. She always aims for the top of the leaderboards! She is always happy to play mmorpg games with her friends and is usually the first to form their guilds.

Her 3 matches her other two friends and she is known for colling their group the Traffic Light Trio when they team up.

Her temper is easily flared during games and she can be pushed to screaming on her mic.

She plays Genshin Impact cause Mk does and playing with him makes him happy. Her fav character is Childe.

-Red Son

Username: FireBull3

Red Son enjoys puzzle games and first person shooters. He enjoys strategy games which confuses his other two friends.

He often gives the other two the best skill tips and upgrades for their characters. He's always the first to know about special quests and legendary items.

always the first to start screaming, yelling or cursing if things go rong.

Mk forced him to get Genshin and so far his fav character is Yanfei.

-Sun Wukong

Username: TheMonkeyKing

He plays a variety of rpg games, fighter games and secretly Otome games. He loves playing Vr games, the immersion always amazes and entertains him.

Buys quite alot of Co-OP games and makes Liu er play them with him.

He is constantly playing Dislyte on his phone, his best character being Tang Xuan. He also has Tang Yun on his team, he'll never admit he finds the design cute.

-Liu er Mihou

Username: SixEaredMacaque

Liu er plays horror and plot driven games. If a game can pull him in with it's ambiance it easily gets a 10/10 from him. He values story over everything.

Liu er will never admit it but he loves when Sun finds a co-op game, he loves playing them with him. His fav game to play with his friend is Bloodytrapland.

Liu er joins the kids sometimes when the play Genshin and he has to high tiered characters. Raiden Shogun and Xiao.

-Nezha

Username: LotusPrince7

Nezha only plays calming and relaxing games. Stardew valley, slime rancher and animal crossing. He will also take game suggestions from Mk and at least try the games.

Liu er won't tell any one but he has a copy of slime rancher and always plays with Nezha so hes not so lonely.

Nezha's fav slime is the puddle slimes and honey slimes.

-Bae hi

Username: LadyBone13

Bae hi plays a little bit of everything! She joins the traffic light trios guild after getting kicked from her own but she's used to solo quests. Mei and Mk try to do quests with her often just so she's not lonely.

She has an extensive list of cheat codes for what seemed like every game. She is a heavy fan of Mods and silly challenges like the nuzzlocke challenge.

She is the adopted daughter of Liu er and they have game nights at least twice a week.

#lmk red son #monkey king #shadowpeach #lego monkie kid #lego monkie kid mk #lmk macaque #lmk #lmk mei #lmk mk #lmk au #lmk sun wukong #monkie kid macaque #Let's play au #Lmk let's play au

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dimpledlianfang · 2 years

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*jgy and lxc having a conversation*

Sms and xy: *entering*

Xue yang: hi Jiggy. Hi Lan lips.

.... *realises*

Xue yang: whoa ho. Who invited Lan lips!

Su she: Zongzhu obviously.

Yao: hey guys. Er ge and I were just chatting.

Xue yang: is that a code, for eating Xichen's face.

Yao: what, no.

Lan xichen: *laughing* nothing more than chatting, xue yang.

Yao: as we were saying, er ge.

Lan xichen: yea, and at that moment, in the night hunt~~

Xue yang: what were you hunting at night, Xichen?

Su she: and why are you boasting lol. Lans aren't supposed to do that!

Lan xichen: A-Yao asked me about my recent night hunt. So it doesn't count as boasting.

Yao: don't get flustered you two. Go ahead er ge.

Lan xichen: we met up with some fierce corpses. So I pulled out my flute.

Xue yang: *blocking Su she's ears* wow wow wow Lan lips. You pulled out what?!! Su she is still young.

Su she: xue yang I'm older than you!

Xue yang: shhh. It's alright. Poor virgin ears.

Su she: you're a virgin too.

Xue yang: you don't know about me.

Su she: have a point.

Xue yang: Xichen you're cheating on Jiggy with a fierce corpse? Wow.

I thought Lan zhan had all the drama.

Lan xichen: I meant my Liebing.

Yao: I'm so sorry.

Lan xichen: it's fine.

Xue yang: you don't need to apologize, Jiggy. He just has a thing for fierce corpses.

Yao: *sighs*

Lan xichen: by the way, A-Yao. Your tea is delicious as always.

Yao: aw thank you.

Xue yang: if you kiss him then you'll get a better taste.

Lan xichen: *blush* what?

Yao: don't listen to xue yang. Let's further the conversation.

Xue yang: further it where Jiggybun?! Hehehehhehehehe.

Lan xichen: as I was saying.

~~~ a couple of minutes after.

Su she: they makes me sick. See how stiff he is.

Xue yang: nah I find Lan xichen is kinda hot. But not in that way. I mean he's hot for Jiggy.

Su she: ew. I could never say that I find a lan hot. They have a mean girl aura, even though they're guys.

Xue yang: lol. Who has the most?

Su she: Hanguang Jun.

Xue yang: I think it's Lan Qiren.

Su she: *dies with laughter*

Xue yang: see how he carried on his sect like a sorority. With a bunch of rules. Everyone has to listen to him or they'll get punished.

Su she: you're kinda right. Omg.

And Hanguang Jun is no different.

Xue yang: right.

Su she: Lan xichen over here is a passive aggressive mean girl.

Xue yang: as he should be!

Su she: look at how our Zongzhu is giving him his full attention.

Xue yang: cuz Lan xichen is using his 4L cultivation on him.

Su she: now what's that?!

Xue Yang: Lan Lips Love Language.

Su she: ew.

Xue yang: i know right.

Anyways, I have a PhD I'm Harassment, so I know these kinds of things.

@verycatbluebird

#jin guangyao #lan xichen #dimpledlianfang #su she #xue yang #mdzs #meng yao #mdzs au #lianfang zun #the untamed #mo dao su zhi #cql #mdzs donghua #villianous trio #villainous friends #theyre jealous #zewu jun

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garrulousgeologist · 11 months

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>Mayoral Stance.

John in his Pogohammer era, Mayor earns his sash.

More Rose and Dave pesterlogs right off the bat. They compliment each other’s humor and wit so well. I love how they seem way more open and comfortable with each other.

There’s also a lot of Lil Cal right off the bat :/

Rose gets a Punch Designix deployed for John. This is where things get good! I thought way too hard about that thing when I was younger, and power to me, it makes total sense. Make a captcha code of a box of pads and tampons I’m begging you, your friends will need them later. Make one of clean underwear. Make sure you can infinitely produce things you’ll need!

Sounds about like John, though I don’t exactly blame him. I’d lose my shit in this situation, too.

Okayyy lets see here, Rose building, blah blah blah, John pogo-hammering shit, Dave getting generally harassed in his own home and more specifically spooked by lil cal in pursuit of getting his bro’s Sburb discs.

Heh. I love that panel. The completely unchanged expression adds a lot. Sometimes trauma responses make you hilarious, I don’t make the rules.

We’re doing it man. We’re MAKING IT HAPPEN.

Pogohammer Time.

All the experimentation with totem lathes and captchalogue cards was something I read through rather quickly and didn’t give a lot of deeper thought to my first time around. And nothing has changed! Moving on.

So the server player is only able to act as an observer and facilitator, completely unable to move the client side in any direction or another physically. Rose theorizes that the game would consider that a type of cheating, and only touches on something I think is really important in SBURB and therefore Homestuck as an entity.

Physically pushing any player in one way or another affects the balance of Justice and Heroism. Your actions can only be rewarded or otherwise if they were, in fact, an act of your own free will. I find it interesting the specific ways in which the game decides to limit the player characters and to what end. Very few things are forcibly simplified in Homestuck, this is one of my favorites. Only partially influenced by my extreme aversion to people touching me without explicit permission.

[S] John: Sleep.

You know the fuck what? I didn’t give Jade anywhere near the love, appreciation and credit she deserves. Shame on me. I think she intimidated me, and I didn’t like the way she knew things but wouldn’t tell her friends that information. She was doing what she thought was best, though! Jade knew the butterfly effect could doom their timeline before she even really knew what that meant. Or did she? …What butterfly effect?

[S] Dave: Ascend to the highest point of the building.

Is the craziest hype drop so far. John’s gonna have a rooftop boss battle! No, Dave is gonna have his fight with Bro! No, I’m finally meeting Jade! No- MAYOR!!!!

Motherfucking Can Town!! Put some respect on it’s name.

More foreshadowing.

The mayor ‘s thoughts reflects the beta kids’ current future (I’m not going to pretend I understand when exactly the mayor is in relation to the kids and their exploits at this time, especially considering how much of the comic I’ve forgotten). The chessboard and aversion to kings is clearly based on experience, but he straight up draws a clear depiction of the kids’ planets, derse, prospit, and…well, that’s it so far but it feels very significant! Maybe this is straight up covered later but did he see these things in his past? Er, mayor pronouns? It’s past? H-her past? I don’t know that’s just the mayor.

Anyway, did the quantum mechanics do quantum things to make the mayor’s ‘random’ imagination match eventual and inevitable reality or vice versa or none of the above? Do you, reader, know the answer? Is it painful reading as I contemplate things that will simply be revealed as I, myself, read on? Good. Suffer. I contemplate when and over what I please.

Call me wizard the way I ponder these orbs.

I don’t care who the fuck you are or how over-memed this moment has been- this shit is hilarious.

The mayor helpfully outlines another example of my previous talking point- interesting ways in which SBURB and it’s complex ways of facilitating the complex perceptible world around it’s players chooses to limit that complexity.

if ( action = paradox ) {

/ / Do Not Allow

}

else {

/ / Allow

}

Simple, understandable, reasonable. If it will make a time paradox happen…don’t do it.

Also, the unappetizing sludge that is created when the Mayor tries to appearify something that would create a time paradox is reminiscent of nickelodeon circa my childhood. I am not immune to nostalgia bias.

[S] WV: Ascend.

Holy shit. I was entirely unprepared for that. I supposed anytime a flash animation with ‘Ascend’ in it comes about I should prepare myself.

I remember seeing this for the first time and thinking there’s no way Dave’s bro is going to use a sword on him, it’s gonna be a jape, some ironic shit, or a battle of personalities like Rose and John had encountered so far. The topic of Dave’s bro being a domestic abuser was a hot topic while I read the comic. I’m not very involved in the community today, but back then there was a startling large percentage of the fandom excusing bro for his actions for the most insane reasons. This was well before Dirk was introduced. This was before anyone had an attachment to Dirk and/or his alternate versions, before we knew anything that could *potentially* be redeeming. Even now that HS is finished it’s inexcusable to abuse someone you’re the legal guardian of to such a degree as Dave is fucked up, back then I wonder if the people defending him were kids who saw their own family dynamic reflected and were desperately normalizing it just like Dave. That’s a dark thought, but looking back as an adult it’s the first conclusion I can rationally make.

Sometimes a guardian “doing their best” is still not acceptable. That’s enough of that for now.

End of Act 2.

tl;dr

Is your big bro at literal arms with you on the rooftop of your apartment building? Call Kells support line now at 1-800-I-Am-Adopting-You-Dave. Pogohammer fuckyeah. Mayor! Tab! End of Act 2.

#post 6 #homestuck #homestuck reread #homestuck liveblog #dave strider #bro strider #pogohammer #mayor #can town #ascend

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