I'm sad because there's less and less "L Lawliet Ă reader" fanfics out there. Most authors are dropping this pairing, and it feels like people are forgetting about this anime already.
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READ TO THE END IF YOU WANT TO MASTER SHIFTING REALITIES, VOID STATE, LUCID DREAMING, ASTRAL PROJECTION, AND SLEEP PARALYSIS
INTRODUCTION
please read at least this paragraph to the end. i know many people roll their eyes and scroll when they are told to apply the law of assumption, be persistent and ignore 3d. you may think that this is long, tedious and will not work, and youâd better try that new x method, thanks to which you will definitely shift or enter the void tonight. âi have difficult circumstances. i need this today. i donât want to waste time on the law of assumptionâ. okay, and how many of âthose nightsâ have passed? how many years have you been trying? how many times have you achieved success after making such statements? how many times have you disregarded the law and woken up again in this reality without your desires? and how many more years are you going to waste your time? break the cycle. in a week in goddess state, you will achieve more than if you tried a new method every day for a year
still don't want to apply the law of assumption? come on, try to shift or enter the void state today. if you donât succeed (and iâm sure of this, forgive the harshness), then you will return to this post, read it completely and carefully and follow my instructions
LAW OF ASSUMPTION
back to basics. i highly recommend you read all these posts. please read, maybe you will find new information or understand something that previously raised questions for you:
â LAW OF ASSUMPTION: A BASIC GUIDE
â LAW OF ASSUMPTION : THE WHOLE RUN-DOWN
â AN ASSUMPTION
â A SIMPLE GUIDE TO STATES AND MANIFESTATION
â A SIMPLE GUIDE TO THE LAW OF ASSUMPTION
â THE ONLY LOA POST YOU'LL EVER NEED
â DARE TO LIVE IN THE END
â FIRST THE MIND MUST CHANGE, AND THEN THE WORLD
â ENGRAVE THIS PROCESS INTO YOUR MIND & MOVE ON
â WHERE IS THE STUFF THAT I MANIFESTED
â ARCHIVE OF SOURAPPL3S'S POSTS
â GUIDE ON HOW TO APPLY LAW OF ASSUMPTION
â MY FAVORITE LUCKYKIWIII101'S POSTS THAT EVERYONE SHOULD READ
âan assumption, though false, persisted in will harden into factâ. your thoughts, beliefs and assumptions create your reality. we are used to thinking that 3d is our true reality, but this is not so. 3d is a mirror that reflects your 4d
if you want something, then all you have to do is decide that you already have it and be persistent. many of you misunderstand the meaning of this word in the context of the law of assumption. repeating affirmations, listening to subliminals for 24 hours and doing methods at every opportunity is not persistent. âpersistence is remaining in a state of fulfilled desire. to be persistent means to stick to your assumptions regardless of what 3d reality shows you. if you react to 3d, then you are not persistentâ
by reacting to 3d, you do not allow new assumptions to form in your subconscious. imagine that 3d asks again and again if you are sure that you have mastered void, shifting realities, lucid dreaming, etc. âare you sure? are you 100% sure? but you said before that you always fail. i don't think you're sure. look, you woke up again in this reality without desires. what? do you really believe what you're saying? i ask you again, are you absolutely sure?â. instead of giving a positive answer every time, you immediately give up and scroll through tumblr looking for a new method. you must be persistent, even if you do not get what you want in 3d after a week, a month or a year
(this is a bit of an exaggeration because i said it as an example., but i forbid you to think that manifestation lasts that long. âboth 3d and 4d always show me only what i want to see. my 3d instantly reflects my 4d,â â this is your new assumption, whether you like it or not)
if you have negative thoughts, and we most likely will, then immediately replace them with positive ones. negative thoughts also include anticipation of desire. remind yourself again and again that you already have what you want and you are not waiting for it to manifest itself. if you catch yourself thinking that you are waiting for your manifestation, then remind yourself that you already have it
don't think that negative thoughts are ruining your progress or that you have to start over. no, as long as you are on a mental diet, you are doing everything right. by the way, posts about mental diet that you must read:
â MENTAL DIET TECHNIQUES
â THE MENTAL DIET
â MENTAL DIET AND SHIFTING
â MENTAL DIETS
what if you forgot about your mental diet for a whole day or more and were in a state of lack the whole time? decide that it didn't happen. no, don't feel like you have to start over. there is no beginning and end. decide that you have been persistent all this time. revision â 001, 002. replace these memories with something pleasant and thatâs it
FULL GUIDE
DECIDE
literally right now, decide that you have mastered void, shifting realities, manifestation, lucid dreaming, sleep paralysis, and astral projection. don't you dare pick one thing from this list. take my advice and decide that you've mastered it all. do you just want to shift on command? okay, but the ability to instantly enter the void and control dreams wouldn't be out of place, would it? especially considering that you don't have to put in any effort, you just have to decide
decide that you are a master of manifestation. decide that you are manifesting desires instantly. decide that 3d instantly reflects 4d. decide that both 3d and 4d show only what you want. decide what always works in your favor
decide that you are a master of the void state. decide that you have the perfect void concept. decide that you can easily enter the void state anytime and anywhere. decide that you have been successfully inducing pure consciousness all your life. decide that to enter the void you just need to close your eyes. decided that every night you wake up in a state of void being aware
decide that you are a master shifter. decide that you shift easily and effortlessly. decide that you are in your desired reality right now. decide that you always wake up in your desired reality. decide that you shift on command. decide that the intention is enough for you to shift. decide that you have successfully shifted all your life
decide that you are a master of lucid dreaming. decide that you have lucid dreams every night. decide that all your life you have seen only lucid dreams. decide that you are in control of your dreams. decide that you easily shift from a lucid dream. decide that you effortlessly enter the void state from a lucid dream
decide that you are a master of sleep paralysis. decide that closing your eyes is enough to induce sleep paralysis. decide that you are always relaxed and calm during sleep paralysis. decide that you have safe sleep paralysis. decide that you wake up several times a night in sleep paralysis. decide that you can easily induce sleep paralysis in less than a minute. decide that you can easily shift from sleep paralysis. decide that you effortlessly enter the void state from sleep paralysis
decide that you are a master of astral projection. decide that you astral project every night. decide that all your out-of-body experiences are safe. decide that you can easily shift from astral projection. decide that you effortlessly enter the void state from astral projection
decide right now or after you read this post. don't put it off until tomorrow or monday
MANIFEST
important part. manifest your desires. solve any problems using the law of assumption. you can do it right now, you don't have to wait until you enter the void or shift. it's easy. all you have to do is decide. iâm not asking you to affirm, listen to subliminals, do sats, etc. you just need to think that you already have everything you want and be persistent in this assumption
want a new phone? ok, just decide that it's already yours. you don't have to try to enter the void tonight to manifest a new phone. do you have the flu? decide that you are always healthy (by the way, this does not mean that you should not take medications. take them, but be persistent in the assumption that you never get sick). again, you don't even have to move your fingers. besides, negative beliefs will not make your life better. do negative thoughts fulfill your desires? no, so why pay attention to them? just enjoy the feeling of fulfilled desire. just enjoy the fact that you always get what you want
by the way, manifest something "unrealistic". telekinesis, magic wand, the ability to fly or talk to animals. thereâs nothing difficult about randomly remembering once a day that you can fly, right? let your subconscious know that you can literally do anything
PERSISTENCE
my honest opinion: if you are not able to be persistent, your desire is not that important to you. if you react to 3d and give up, then you donât want to change your life so much. in order to manifest what you want, you need to be persistent in a new assumption
4d is true reality, 3d is a mirror. live in your imagination, live in the end, only then will 3d reflect your new assumptions and beliefs. these people achieved success because they accepted that imagination is the only reality. you are no worse than them. you can be persistent. and you will be persistent
know that your failure will not affect my life in any way. but it will affect you. if you finally become persistent, then you will get everything you dreamed of all that time. do it for yourself. do it for the sake of experimentation. what if you succeed?
METHODS
let's start with the method of manifestation. all i require you to do is decide, be persistent, ignore 3d, replace negative thoughts with positive ones. this is literally the basis of the law of assumption
in addition to this, you may want to use manifestation methods such as robotic affirmations, subliminals, sats, meditation, etc. overall i'm 50% okay with it. everything is fine as long as you don't put methods on a pedestal. if you start to think that without following one of the methods you will not be able to manifest your desires, then this is a red signal. just relax. you will shift, enter the void void, do astral projection, etc., even if you donât repeat affirmations from morning to evening or donât listen to your entire playlist. donât force yourself to lie on your back and visualize the desired reality during sats. do what you like and when you want it. affirm, visualize, make mood boards, etc., but donât make it a mandatory action. don't force yourself to do anything you don't want to do. and remember you change 4d and 3d, not methods
and i also urgently, on my knees, beg you to abandon methods for void, shifting, sleep paralysis, lucid dreams, etc. if you knew how wonderful it is to lie on your side at night and just fall asleep. no need to lie on your back, affirm, visualize, count. you just fall asleep without setting alarms for wbtb. no meditation, pink noise, theta waves. you donât feel guilty or angry because youâre too lazy to do the methods. you don't scold yourself because you roll over on your side and fall asleep in the middle of the method. you don't feel disappointed that the method didn't work (in 3d, of course). this is a relief and peace that you could have experienced all this time, but for some reason you denied yourself it
yes, i know itâs strange to hear from someone who previously published methods. ah, but what's the difference? it was a long time ago and not true. now i make myself comfortable on the bed and let my thoughts flow. if i want, then i fantasize about all sorts of things, if i want, then I think about the desired reality. and only sometimes i affirm that i have mastered void, shifting, lucid dreams, sleep paralysis. i think a little about my happy life, only because i accidentally remembered it. i don't force myself to do anything i don't want to do
i say again, i am firmly against the methods! in order to shift, you donât need to lie motionless in the starfish position for two hours. just decide! be persistent! but if you still want to do it your way, then do it right. if your attempt is unsuccessful, do not react to 3d. decide what you shifted. decide that you have entered the void state. remember the mental diet. however i still recommend not doing the methods
MENTAL DIET
itâs better, of course, to decide that negative thoughts donât arise in you, but if they do arise, replace them with positive ones. pay attention to your inner conversation. again, if a negative thought arises, immediately replace it with a positive one. replace one negative thought with 10 positive ones
âi woke up again in the current realityâ >>>Â âiâm so happy that i woke up in my desired reality. iâm a master of shifting. in addition, i mastered the void, lucid dreams, sleep paralysis. and i always get what i want instantlyâ
âi envy her so much. i canât wait to share my success storyâ >>>Â âi never envy anyone. i have a dream life. my success story is much better than hers. one post is not enough for all my success stories, because i shift and enter the void literally every hourâ
âi had such a terrible nightmare last nightâ >>>Â âi have lucid dreams every night. i forgot the last time i had ordinary non-lucid dreams. by the way, i can easily control lucid dreams! there is nothing easier than entering the void state from a lucid dreamâ
âif i don't enter the void today, i won't pass my examsâ >>>Â âhow could i forget that i had already passed my exams with a perfect score? and every night i wake up in a void state. i love being a manifestation masterâ
âwhat if it's not true? maybe they're all lyingâ >>>Â âthe law of assumption is the truth. why? because i said so. because i already have a dream life. because i've already shifted and entered the void state a million timesâ
âif i don't induce sleep paralysis tonight, i won't shiftâ >>>Â âboo! who said this nonsense? everyone knows that i have mastered both reality shifting and sleep paralysis. even infants know thisâ
something like this. have you read those posts about the mental diet, the link to which i left at the top? don't forget about such a wonderful thing as revision. if you forgot about the mental diet and indulged in negative thoughts all day, then just change your memories. âiâm so proud that i only had positive thoughts todayâ
LIAR
there are times when you have to break a mental diet. what to do? lie. say the âtruthâ out loud, but in your mind persistently deny it. for example, your mother asked how you passed your physics test. give her an âhonestâ answer, but mentally affirm over and over again that you passed the test. review this moment. but if someone on this site asks you, for example, have you ever shifted, you can either safely ignore it, or say that you have already shifted a million times because you decided so
TIME
stop waiting. stop waiting for you to shift or enter the void state. stop waiting for your first lucid dream, sleep paralysis and astral projection. time doesnât exist you already have your desires. if you notice that you are waiting for your manifestations, then immediately remind yourself that you already have everything you want! don't count the hours, days, weeks. there is only the eternal now and it is up to you to decide what you are thinking about at this moment
âi hope i enter the void before fridayâ >>>Â âwait a minute. so i already enter the void every night. i just need to close my eyes for two seconds and i immediately induce pure consciousnessâ
âi've been applying the law of assumption for a week now, but nothing has changedâ >>>Â âwhat the hell week? i literally have lucid dreams my whole life and wake up in the void state, in sleep paralysis and the desired reality 5 times a nightâ
âif i persist for two weeks, i will finally shift to desired realityâ >>>Â âgoddess, i'm in my desired reality right now. i'm a master shifter. shifting is very easy. i'm already shiftedâ
âwhen will 3d reflect 4d?â >>>Â â3d has already reflected my 4d. 3d instantly shows me my desires. what is time lag? this is the first time i've heard of thisâ
if you catch yourself thinking that you are waiting for manifestation, immediately change this thought to a positive one. forget about waiting and worry. these feelings will not make your life better. forget about such nonsense as time lag
CIRCUMSTANCES
i know many of you may have difficult circumstances. but thinking about it you only complicate your life. your thoughts, assumptions and beliefs create your reality. please ignore 3d and your life will become much easier. know that people before you have succeeded in unbearable circumstances (poverty, abuse, death of loved ones, illness). they had doubts just like you, but they lived in the end and were persistent (+ this)
this doesn't mean you can't cry or be angry. no matter what you do, only what you think has power. give vent to your emotions, but be persistent in the fact that you have already succeeded. yes, it can be difficult and unusual, but you have to do it if you want to get rid of undesirable circumstances once and for all
do you have painful periods? cry, donât hold back your tears, but insist that this is not so. be persistent in the fact that you have pain-free periods
are your abusive parents beating you again? scream and cry with anger, hit the pillow, but please ignore the 3d. repeat again and again that you are already in your desired reality, where you have loving parents
are you angry because all the housework is on you? no, no, convince yourself that you are not washing the floors right now. no, your useless brother does, and in the meanwhile you are enjoying a delicious cake
know that it is never too late to change negative thoughts to positive ones. even if two hours ago you reacted to 3d and cried bitterly, cursing your life, now you can decide that this did not happen. i donât think i want to leave links to posts about revision for the third time. i hope you have already read them. in very emotional moments, try to remind yourself that your thoughts create your 3d reality
let the undesirable circumstances be a reminder that you already have everything you want. is the Internet not working? the Internet is fast at all times and everywhere, and besides, you've mastered the void. not enough money? not only are you rich, but you also shift easily and quickly
SUCCESS
please do not share your mini successes. did you have your first lucid dream? iâm sincerely happy for you, but donât you dare write something like âtoday i realized i was in a dream!! i tried to create a portal, but it didnât work out. next time i will undoubtedly enter a void.â honey, you just threw your mental diet in the trash
either you wait until you achieve the final goal (shifting, void), or you share your success without breaking the mental diet. âthis morning i woke up in sleep paralysis. although it was predictable, iâm a master of sleep paralysis and void. why? because i decided soâ or âin the evening i was lying on the couche and shifted to my desired reality, but i quickly came back. anyway, i can shift there again whenever i want, because it's not difficult for meâ
DOUBTS
if you feel that you are being overcome by doubts, read loa posts, this post and all those posts to which i left links. i also recommend reading more success stories >>> @loasuccessarchive
know that people have succeeded in manifestation even though they often had doubts. but they continued to be persistent, thanks to which they shifted and entered the void state. if they could do it, so can you
EPILOGUE
this post is my first child. so i hope you read it from start to finish because the labor lasted a week if not more. i wish you good luck! i truly believe that you will begin to apply the law of assumption. are you aware that i have already decided that you have already sent me your success stories? there's no point in putting it off any longer, darlings! be persistent and i will be persistent in the assumption that you are successful <3
âI look in the mirror, and I would say over and over to myself⌠Iâd take a deep breath, put my feet together, raise myself erect, strong like a⌠a hero warrior, and Iâd say, âBiggest-selling album of all time, greatest seller,â over and over to my mind, and look in my eyes. And Iâd mean it⌠I wouldnât accept anything unless this was exactly what I wanted. My attitude was: I want the biggest-selling album of all times, to break records, to do phenomenal work.â â Michael Jackson.
thereâs something almost unsettling about how precise that is. is it just me, or?
not dreamy, not vague, not âi hope this works out.â
itâs controlled.
a young Michael Jackson standing in front of a mirror, not just seeing himself, but rehearsing a future until it stopped feeling like a fantasy and started feeling like fact.
in 1979, at just 21, came alive MJâs manifesto. he wrote about becoming something âmagic,â about shedding the limits people had already placed on him and stepping into a version of himself that didnât exist yet, at least not in the world everyone else could see. but to him, it already did.
and he didnât treat it like a cute idea, rather obsessed over it, repeated it until it burned into him, writing â100 millionâ on mirrors so that every glance forced him to face the standard he set for himself.
with persistence like that, reality caught up.
âThrillerâ didnât just succeed, everyone knows that.. it rewrote what success even looked like. it became the best-selling album of all time, moving tens of millions of copies globally, breaking records that, decades later, are still standing.
a direct echo of something he had already decided years before.
MJ would also lie by the pool in silence, letting ideas come to him, describing it almost like tuning into something beyond himself. he spoke about asking god for inspiration, about feeling like ideas were moving through him, and if he didnât claim them, someone else would. he even named Prince as someone he felt in quiet competition with, like creativity itself was a current you had to catch before it passed you by.
call it imagination, call it discipline, he called it magic.
he didnât wait to believe it after it happened.
he believed it until it had no choice but to happen !!
and if MJ can do it, so can you. cue the receipts!
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affirming âiâm a master shifterâ changed my journey.
itâs so simple. we see this phrase used all the time in shifting that we almost ignore it. itâs common.
but in reality, this affirmation is the perfect one to use when youâre manifesting shifting. even more perfect than saying, âi have shifted,â or âi shift every night,â or âi shift every time i try.â to me, affirming that youâre a master shifter affirms each of these qualities in one statement. but without making it outcome based. it stays centered on your identity, which is important.
let me explain.
when you affirm youâve already shifted or give yourself a timeline such as âevery night/day/time you intend to,â you almost force yourself to look to the 3d for proof. for evidence. when it doesnât come, you may find yourself spiraling or wondering âwhat do i do next?â but when you simply proclaim that youâre a master shifter, you take away the wait time. you take away the need for proof because you arenât contrasting it against a timeline.
when you claim youâre a master shifter but donât have a successful shift attempt, you have the option to reassure yourself internally instead of getting caught up in the spiral. itâs like a little detour for your brain. you can tell yourself, âiâm a master shifter because i say i am, not because the 3d tells me i am.â
and sure, you can do this with âi shift every night,â too! but the choice to validate yourself internally may be easier when you arenât measuring it against the 3d metrics of every day/night/etc. those affirmations rely on results. this one relies on who you are. so going forward, ask yourself if your affirmations are outcome focused or identity focused because recognizing that distinction may very well be the thing that stops you from chasing proofâand finally lets you trust that you are the proof.
Pairing: Hobie Brown x fem! Reader/ Spider-Punk x fem! Reader
Word count: 5k
Synopsis: The Hobie Brown support group helps a fellow spider.
Tags: Use of Y/N sparsely, no specific physical description of the reader, cw food mentions, cw suggestive, established relationship, multiple variants of Hobie from my different AUs, cowboy!/OPIN! Hobie, dad! Hobie, Vampire!/IPOB! Hobie, Prowler! Hobie, Spy!/ Mr. Smith! Hobie, Pirate!/BDAS! Hobie, fluff!
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A/N: Happy Valentine's day!! đâ¤ď¸â¤ď¸
Hobie wakes up uncharacteristically early. Itâs still dark out when his alarm buzzed around his wrist that he had to set to vibrate lest it wakes you up too. Your cheek is pressed against his chest, sleeping soundly, too soundly that he has to pry himself from your grasp like opening up a beartrap wrapped around him.
Carefully, once heâs out of your warm embrace, he takes his pillow and wedges it in your arms instead. Hopefully thatâll fool you before you suddenly wake up without him by your side after you felt his absence.
Just like he guessed, you squeeze the pillow and nuzzle your face atop it like how you'd usually do to him. He's completely enamored by you even with your hair all mussed, and drool on the corner of your lips.
With one last loving look at you, Hobie tip toes out of the bedroom, body still sore from last nightâs activities, heâd stay in bed with you until noon if it werenât for the fact that itâs Valentineâs day. Heâs not a fan of the holidayâs capitalist side, but he does like the idea of celebrating love, and as much as he shows you how much he loves you every second of everyday, Valentineâs day canât be beat, the kisses you left on his skin proves that.
The whole houseboat is dim except for the moonlight spilling from the windows and a single lamp as his light, with the whole place rocking softly against the waves outside. Heâd turn on the kitchen lights but he canât risk it when you could wake up from it. The remnants of last nightâs dishes are still in the sink, long forgotten because the both of you got distracted by each other. He would wash it now but he needs to focus on your Valentineâs day present before you could wake up.
âRight.â He inhales the cold morning air, shivering as he opens the fridge, light flooding the kitchen whilst taking all the ingredients he hid behind a box of protein bars that James left. He was absolutely sure that you wouldnât be able to look there when youâve said that the protein bars tasted like chalk. Arms filled with ingredients, he shuts the door with his foot before he freezes from the cold and hobbles over to the counter.
Sucking in his teeth, Hobie then starts to gently take each ingredient down on the counter. Juggling cans of creams, milk, flour and eggs. The most fragile comes first, a single egg carton is placed safely, the shop he got it all from was last minute because Rhino was particularly not in a Valentineâs day mood, they only had two boxes of four eggs on the shelf when the recipe needed at least a dozen. Heâs starting to regret choosing to make a pavlova now.
One carton is left in his arms, it sits atop a box of raspberries, and under that is a whole packaging of sugar that wobbles in his hold. His tongue pokes out from in between his pierced lips, deeply concentrating when one wrong move could topple the tower of ingredients and have you be woken up by a mountain of mess in the kitchen.
His hand shakes as he grasps the carton, and as if some cosmic entity wanted to see his downfall, his watch vibrates out of nowhere, a hologram screen suddenly popping out, scaring the shit out of him.
âFuckââ heâd scream if it werenât for you sleeping in the other room, but he stifles himself by biting his tongue.
Thanks to his quick reflexes, Hobie catches the toppled ingredients mid air like his life depended on it. He looks like a contestant in one of the Japanese game shows you watch where the contestants have to twist their body to fit into a very specific silhouette. His leg is lifted up to catch a carton of milk, arms raised on his sides to catch the flour and fruits, and of course the eggs just had to land right on his head. If his hair wasnât already mussed from last night, it definitely is now.
âLooking like a proper ballerina, bruv.â His own voice sounds out from his watch as the hologram moves to automatically face him. âShe did a number on you, hm?â An older version of him snickers, having almost the same marks right on his neck.
âFuckinâ hell, old man.â Hobie huffs, exasperated. âItâs four in the bloody morninââ
Another hologram pops up beside the existing one, a more pinkish hue that adds to the bright orange light of the former hologram. âSomeone better be dyinâ.â Another variant of Hobie appears within the pink hologram, yawning and scratching his scruff, this one has a southern drawl mixed in subtly with his accent. âYou lot almost made me crush an egg.â
âJusâ an egg? Donât you live on a farm?â Hobie grimaces, hopping on one foot to place the carton of milk down and then bending over to slide the eggs to the counter. âThe old man âere almost made me drop everythinâ.â
ââm in the middle of nowhere durinâ the wild west, mate, itâs not all sunshine and rainbows âere.â
âAlright, calm your flat arses, we all know that youâre all awake to make somethinâ for your lovies.â Dad Hobie rolls his eyes as he whisks something off screen. âSomeone needs our help.â
âNeed changinâ a diaper?â The cowboy version of him snickers, while the sound of a rooster echoes from his side of the call.
âYeah, yeah, donât forget that youâre lookinâ right at your future, wanker.â That shut him up as the older Hobie makes a scrunched face.
Hobie kneads at the space in between his brows, extra careful with taking the utensils he needed from the cupboards. âWho needs our help?â
âProwler.â Dad Hobie says it with a teasing smile. âSay hi, prick.â
The room lights up with another hologram, this one in deep purple that almost drowns the rest of the holograms in its light. âHow the fuck do you make chocolate?â His voice shakes desperately, whispered while he seems to be hiding in a dark room with his face so close to the camera. He looks like heâs in one of those found footage horror films that always makes your motion sickness act up.
âWhy do you look like youâre in a coffin?â
âYeah, thatâs my thing, mate.â Another call blinks in, this time in bright crimson as this Hobie variant has two prominent fangs poking in between his smiling lips. He looks like heâs in his red velvet bathrobe, faring better than Hobie when heâs still in his boxer shorts, shivering in the cold.
ââm hiding from my girl.â Prowler whispers, his locs swinging as he leans closer. âShe sleeps like the world is huntinâ her, one fuckinâ sound and sheâs awake with her claws out.â
âWell, she is the black cat.â Cowboy Hobie utters under his breath as he chops something up in the background.
âHidinâ where exactly?â Hobie asks, finally starting to make the pavlova cake.
He sighs, rubbing the space in between his brows. âThe closet.â
âWeâll be waitinâ for you when youâre ready, mate.â Cowboy and Older Hobie make the same exact joke.
âBruv.â
âI remember dating a black cat, it ended with her shreddinâ my denim collection.â Vampire Hobie shivers as the sound of a sewing machine hums in the background.
âWasnât she a shape shifter?â
âEveryone shut the fuck up, how the fuck do I make chocolate?â The purple clad Hobie rambles on. ââm on my last ingredients, I wasted a whole fuckinâ thing and it ended up lookinâ like actual shite.â
âI think thatâs a talent.â
âDid it taste like shite too?â
âProwler, did you forget Valentineâs day?â Hobie reads his desperation clearly with a slight tug in the corner of his lips.
Prowler clams up.
âShit, you did.â The older variant chuckles, âIâd say that youâll be fine if your lovie isnât the black cat, but she is, so good fuckinâ luck.â
âAt least yours isnât an otherworldly beinâ or a cryptid. I know thereâs a variant of her out there thatâs like that.â
âItâs our first Valentineâs day, alright?â The poor Prowler variant sighs defeatedly. âItâs not my fault that I only realized when she showed up in aââ
âLet me stop you right there, mate,â Dad Hobie puts a finger up in the most fatherly way possible. âmy boy is awake and watchinâ the telly but that doesnât mean he canât hear you.â
âSays you who has all those marks on you. And didnât you call Prowler a prick jusâ then?â The outlaw says with a snicker.
âTheyâre mosquito bites. And heâs three years old, he doesnât understand that.â
âAnd my arse is fat, fuck off. Now help me.â Prowler almost sounds like heâs whining, utterly desperate to get you something to show his fondness for you.
âWhoâs three years old, Prowler or your kid?â Vampire Hobie guffaws, straight up calling the other older Hobie a liar as he chuckles to himself whilst heâs focused on his sewing.
âFirst off, what kind of chocolate are you tryinâ to make?â Cowboy Hobie asks, mixing something vigorously.
âRegular chocolate?â He makes a face, looking like heâs in some found footage film from the angle and from the pitch black background with only the hologramâs light shining on him. âI thought it was bloody simple, I even got the molds and everythinâ.â
âWait, you said you forgot the day, how did you get heart shaped molds last minute? I couldnât even find a dozen eggs.â Hobie is in disbelief, remembering how every store in his dimension was picked clean of the valentineâs day stuff.
He shook his head at the over-consumption, thatâs why he prefers making his gifts for you, something youâd appreciate better than a polyester heart shaped pillow that has been manufactured a million times before. The other Hobies share the same sentiment, he excuses Prowler for being desperate and with him having his first milestone with you, or more like with his own lovie. Heâs still not used to that when all his variants have near identical partners with only small differences that are hard to decipher for someone who doesnât know you.
Sighing, the Prowler grumbles something under his breath before showing them a Halloween themed chocolate mold, it clearly has a cat shape, a witchâs hat and cauldron, and tiny skulls.
The thunderous laughter that follows, both has Hobie and the Prowler lowering the volume and switching to the headphones that are attached on the side of the watch. Something that Miguel didnât think of but the Hobie Brown variants did during one afternoon of tea. Their booming laughter shakes his ear as Hobie stifles a chuckle, not even blaming Prowler Hobie when he knows the desperation to make something to show his love for you.
âMate, your lovie isnât a witch!â Cowboy hoots, slapping his knee in laughter.
âOh, youâre killinâ me!â The thousand year old Vampire laughs so hard that it looks like he fell from his chair as his camera shakes before it shows him lying on the floor giggling.
ââm callinâ pirate and spy and siccinâ âem on your flat arses.â The purple variant whisper yells whilst glowering at his screen.
âWhat would they do, make me walk the plank and shoot me?â The outlaw taunts.
âWho am I shootinâ at?â A finely dressed Hobie variant blinks in, adding a green hue to the collection of holograms. His suit is all crinkled to hell, and thereâs blood right on his collar that he doesnât seem to mind one bit. Not a single Hobie looks too concerned about it either, already so used to his antics, his usual spy slash assassin self, and whatever the company has him doing with his fake missus.
âI donât make people walk the plank anymore, I do keelhaulinâ now.â Another hologram appears, this time itâs in ocean blue, adding calmness to the call if not for Prowlerâs annoyed expression. Pirate Hobie seems to be on top of the crowâs nest as the waves dance in the background, wind rushing against the speakers whilst sea shells clink together in his hands.
âLovely.â Hobie sarcastically says, he regretted asking him what keelhauling is during one of the many meetings he has been in. The vampire showing him a historically accurate video of it didnât help him one bit, he did understand the process of it, too well in fact.
âWhatâs happening?â The pirate captain asks whilst not looking at the screen as he chisels something in the background. âWait, someoneâs missinââ He sniffs, and blinks at the group of holograms that mirrors his own face.
âCherry Hobie isnât answerinââ The older Hobie answers, checking his watch and shaking his head, not out of pure disappointment but from understanding, but maybe with a bit of disappointment too. âso âm guessinâ that his lovieâs awake.â
âBloody good.â The vampire is now sitting properly back on his chair. He has a dust bunny clinging to his velvet robe from when he fell to the floor. Itâs a miracle that his lovie hasnât woken up yet from all the racket heâs making with his sewing machine and from his fall âAt least one of us is gettinâ it.â
âAll our lovies are asleep?â Hobie asks as he measures his ingredients whilst the houseboat rocks in the waves, which is a task and a half in itself.
âAfter last night, she has to be.â Vampire Hobie chortles under his breath, smiling and puffing his chest with pride.
âFuckinâ hell, we didn't need to hear that, bruv.â
âWait, tinkerbell ainât âere either.â The dapper yet bloody Hobie asks, looking at the glowing holograms as he pauses from polishing something metallic.
âRight, well, thatâs rough.â Making a face, the spy lights up a cigarette all suave like. It seems that heâs making something for you too, but Hobie canât tell from how heâs holding onto a knife as a harsh lamp light illuminates his face, and he thinks that he doesnât even want to know. âDâyou think heâs cryinâ on a bed of flowers right now?â
âDonât be mean to the poor bloke.â The older one chastises, clicking his teeth as he ties his long locs together before continuing to make breakfast.
âYeah, you donât know how good you have it, wanker.â With his fangs bared, the vampire shakes his head with a grimace. âIâd know.â
ââm goinâ to hang up if you lot donât help me.â Prowler almost whisper yells in between his teeth.
âWhat are you all makinâ for your lovies?â The pirate captain asks, fixing the bandana on his head before looking directly at Prowler with a subtle smirk. He clearly knows what heâs doing to the vigilante.
âWhaââ
âKitt Kat, stop tryinâ to eat your sisterâs barbie.â Sighing, the oldest of the bunch, vampire excluding, looks over his shoulder with a raised brow. âMonaâs goinâ to be mad at all the slobber you left.â
ââm makinâ her a holster âcause she keeps complaininâ that the company mandated one is shit.â Surprisingly, the spy answers without a single quip. Instead, he smiles fondly at his handiwork before showing the fine leather holster up to the camera for everyone to see.
âI wish I thought of that!â With the waves thrashing at the side of the ship, pirate Hobie holds onto crowâs nest bannister. âI made her a trinket plate from a clam, and âm makinâ her a bundle of charms for her hair to match mine!â He yells atop the sound of the wind and the squawking seagulls, smiling brighter than the sunrise bathing him from above.
âSheâd love the pearls, mate.â Grinning wholeheartedly, the outlaw moves his watch so it could face a finely woven blanket all folded neatly on the dining table. âI made her a blanket out of the wool from our sheep. Plus breakfast in bed.â
âCareful, bruv, or youâll be seeinâ clones of yourself runninâ âround the farm from how sweet you are.â Chuckling, voice rumbling his chest, the older Hobie shows his stove thatâs working overtime with the amount of food cooking on it. ââm cookinâ breakfast for her and the family like always, and I made plates with my girls durinâ our ceramics class. Itâs a bit lopsided but I know sheâll love itâ Kitt, whatâd I tell you âbout climbinâ the shelf.â
Suddenly, his hologram wobbles as he leaves the watch on the counter while the rest of them watch their older self rushing to grab the baby thatâs climbing the shelf. Baby Kitt giggles loudly that the mics picked up. His babbling would have anyone cooing at him, even a thousand year old being.
âI shouldâve muted you, mate.â Vampire Hobie sighs with a smile. âGreat, now I want my own.â
âIsnât that a death sentence for her?â Hobie asks, crouching down to place the cake inside the oven.
âNo, this ainât twilight. The baby might jusâ look weird.â Snorting, and the sewing machine whirring, the vampire knits his brows. âI think.â
âWeird like smeagol or weird like fae?â The spy puffs out smoke into the camera.
âPoor bloke is catchinâ strays and he ainât even here.â A hand runs over the Prowlerâs face, exasperated.
âProbably a mix of a muppet and CGI Renesmee.â The vampire is probably joking, but Hobie canât really tell with him, and heâs a version of himself. âWhat about you, new Hobie? Whatâd you get for her?â
âI embroidered patches for her jacket and now âm makinâ chocolate and a pavlova cake. She really loved the one we had at Jamesâ birthday.â Hobie doesnât stop from baking as he starts mixing in the ingredients for the chocolate so it has time to cool in the freezer before you wake up.
âFinally someone knows how toââ
ââm makinâ her patches too!â Fangs in full display, vampire Hobie interrupts the vigilante for what mustâve been the umpteenth time today. Hobie would feel bad for himself, but he isnât. âAnd a pouch for her wooden stakes.â
âFuckinâ hell can we jusâ focus!â The Prowler has had enough. âI jusâ need to know how to not make it taste like a battery!â
The Hobies pause for a moment, all having similar growing smirks on their faces before laughing at his attempts. Meanwhile, Prowler thumps his head quietly against the closet wall.
Dad Hobie is now carrying baby Kitt in his arm whilst the tiny version of him chugs milk. He makes a face after hearing the tail end of the conversation as he adjusts the bracelet back on his wrist properly. âHow in the flyinâ fuâ fudge did you manage that?â
âDada!â Kitt points at the holograms happily.
âHi, Kitt!â They simultaneously greet, except for an irked Prowler, who is currently rubbing at his temples.
âFor the love ofââ suddenly, the darkness around Prowler is illuminated as the closet door creaks open.
Hobie has never seen his own expression look so terrified and shocked before, he doesnât bring a mirror during his toughest fights anyway, so it comes as a surprise to himself when he sees his own face looking so scared and befuddled that he shudders in place.
âHi, lovie.â The Prowler smiles, albeit wobbly as he swallows thickly.
âWhat are you doinâ in my closet withâŚâ your voice is heard in the background as everyone waits with bated breath, as if they make a sound theyâd get the claws too. â...A shit ton of chocolate and my mixer?â
âTryinâ to make you chocolate.â He simply says, doubling down on his ten megawatt smile as he stares up at you whilst holding onto the silicon tray of Halloween cats and cauldrons.
âBloody smooth, mate.â Spy whispers, making the poor Prowler cover his whole watch before you could open the door wider.
âI heard you talking.â You utter, probably leaning against the doorway, Hobie knows that tone well enough to know that the Prowler version of him will be more than fine. Maybe there arenât a lot of differences between your variants when he can tell the endearment and fondness in your cadence. âAlready hitting up someone?â
âI was talkinâ to no one, jusâ myself.â Heâs technically not lying. âAnd no, bloody hell, love.â
âCâmon, I can think of another use for all that chocolate.â Your voice seems to be closer to the receiver now, more sultry and saccharine. All the Hobies know that youâre most likely crouching down and cupping the Prowlerâs chin in your hand with a flirty smile.
âYeah?â The longing in his voice is very prominent, especially to the other variants, knowing it all too well.
It doesnât take a genius to know when to drop him from the group call. The purple glow of his hologram blinks away, and the remaining Hobie variant gawps at their screens. The exact feeling strikes them after hearing your voice, they suddenly miss you, even though youâre just in the next room, or below in a shared cabin in pirate Hobieâs case. Or in a coffin for Vampire Hobie.
ââm done with my present.â Stretching, the dubious spy is the first to break. ââm goinâ to head out. Sheâs probably awake.â His hologram fades away without another explanation, but everyone could see the hidden excitement on his face.
âAye, me too.â Clearing his throat, Pirate Hobie looks below the crowâs nest with a smile. âMy lovieâs waitinâ for me below.â The cold blue hologram blinks out from the call.
The sound of a rooster echoes in the background of the outlawâs hologram. âYeah, I think my lovieâs awake too.â Heâs either vying for the Oscar win or he heard your footfalls from above. âSee you blokes next meetinâ?â
âYeah, donât forget to bring the book I lent you.â Hobie says whilst his eyes keep darting towards the bedroom door where you remain asleep, resisting the urge to check on you.
The cowboy drops the call all too excitedly with a curt nod.
âHear that? I think my darlingâs awake.â No one believes the vampire as he giddily smiles, fangs and all, before shedding off his obvious lie. ââm not goinâ to sugar coat it, lads, I want to snog my lovie.â He simply says before his hologram fades out into nothingness without another word.
âRight, jusâ us, old man.â
âSorry, mate, âm done cookinâ and I have to put this little man back to bed or heâll start biting me.â Bouncing the smiling Kitt in his arm, dad Hobie shuts the stove off and smiles at his son fondly. âAinât that right, Kitty? Say bye.â
âBye, bye!â His Chubby hands wave at him goodbye as Kitt smiles toothily. Hobie couldnât help but wave back with a chuckle, he can clearly see that the little Hobie got your smile and the way your eyes crinkle in the corners.
âGood luck with your cake, mate, âm sure sheâll love it.â
âThanks, you have a good one, yeah?â Smiling, Hobie shuts the bracelet off as the older version of him nods and with Kitt waving enthusiastically back at him.
âWhat smells good?â Just in time, you lean against the doorway, eyes blinking at him blearily as you yawn. âWhy are you awake so early?â
âToo many questions this early in the morninâ, lovie.â Leaving the mess in the kitchen, he distracts you by crossing the small distance, arms outstretched, and within a second, heâs embracing you and gently twisting you around to face the bedroom and away from his present.
âIâm asking a lot of questions because youâre being weird.â Nudging his jaw with your cheek as you giggle, he pats your behind and lifts you up briefly to place your feet atop his own. He hobbles back inside the bedroom with you whilst peppering your cheek with kisses. âWho are you and what have you done to my Hobie?â
âJusâ your regular olâ Hobie, sorry.â He whispers in your ear, blowing raspberries atop your cheek as you let out a giggle.
The back of your knees hit the bed, and the two of you plop down on the bed with his hand protecting the back of your head as the two of you bounce briefly together. He lands atop you, and he immediately buries his face in the crook of your neck, humming in satisfaction with your strawberry scented shampoo wafting over him.
âOh, but I love this Hobie, just the way he is.â You coo endearingly, a soft touch caressing the back of his neck lovingly.
âAnd I love you,â leaning away to gaze back at you, Hobie beams from above, brushing a stray strand away from your cheek. You feel the calloused pads of his fingertips run along your jawline, tracing you like an artist with fine marble. âEven when this lovie is always lateâŚâ your chuckles interrupt him, and yet he matches your happiness as he wedges his knee in between your knees, elbows propped beside your head as he continues and makes himself comfortable atop you. âlikes to interrupt when I confess my love for her, and always forgets her tea after makinâ it. Iâll still choose this lovie overâŚâ Hobie leans closer, nosing the tip of your nose, a hairâs width away from your lips. âAnd over,â with a peck, he moves away as you chase his lips. âAnd over,â kiss, âand over again.â
Giddy from his antics, you then take his face in your hands, legs wrapping around his hips and locking him in place. Hobie grins as he kisses you, with every peck, with every touch, and with every breath he lets out he shows you his love for you. That youâre the only one for him in all the multitudes of universes.
Breathless, you pull away, pupils wide as you gaze upon his kiss bitten lips. âYou taste like icing.â
âI know âm sweet, lovie.â
âAre you baking a cake?â Your eyes sparkles at the prospect.
âMaybe,â your excitement is palpable, ebbing over to him. âmaybe not.â Your disappointment is immeasurable. âProbably.â
You pinch the smirk away from his expression, Hobie dramatically lands on his back on the bed, acting like your pinch was a smack from Rhino. Groaning with a roll of your eyes, itâs your turn to loom over him, a mirror of his previous position. âCake for breakfast? I should be on my knees right now.â His eyes were enough for you to double back. âWith a ring, Hobie! With a ring!â
âI wasnât thinkinâ of anythinâ else.â He acts innocently, hands running up and down your sides.
âBehave or you wonât get your present from me.â Your empty threat has him grinning even more as his leg hooks around your thigh. Eyes flicking down, your lips curl into a mischievous smile. âHobie.â
âFine,â surrendering, he releases your leg and watches you twist in place to rummage through the bedside table. âYou hid it in there?â
âYep, I knew that you wonât touch the mess of wires in here.â
Shaking his head with a grin, Hobie places his arm over his eyes as he hears you curse under your breath. âFound it?â
âItâs like wrangling snakesâ aha!â You crawl over to him once again, straddling his waist as you pat his arm. âOpen.â
A dainty red box with a tiny ribbon is placed right on his chest. âShit, you werenât kiddinâ with the ring, hm?â His heart leaps at the sight of it.
Biting your bottom lip, he could feel your nerves. âOpen it, please.â
âOnly âcause you asked nicely.â Gently, he takes the box in his hands and carefully unwraps the ribbon. âIs it the part for my watch upgrade that Iâve been lookinâ for?â
âFinding a unicorn for you is much easier than getting you that doohickey.â
âDoohickeyââ his snort abruptly stops as he stares at a ring thatâs shaped like a guitar, not just any guitar, his own guitar. An almost perfect replica, only smaller with less stickers and scratches. âHoly shit.â
âI said the same thing after I finished it. I surprised even myself.â
The way his neck craned up to look at you so fast you thought that he cracked something. âYou made this?â His chest fills with pride, gazing at you proudly. He never doubted that youâre good at anything you put your mind into.
âYeah, I took a jewelry making class, it was more like blacksmithing with all the smelting we did though.â Tilting your head, your fingers tap his lean stomach rhythmically. âBut thatâs what I made from what I learned, do you like it?â
âIs this why you had those burns on your hands before?â His hand grasps your own, thumb caressing a small scar right on your palm.
â...yeah,â you bashfully say, heart pounding. âIt was worth it though.â
âLovieâŚâ Hobie canât believe his eyes, the effort you put into this single tiny ring has him thinking that heâs the one who should be giving you a ring whilst heâs on his knees and proudly telling you about his undoubted love for you. âI shouldâve made a three tier cake.â You deserve it all, but for now, he needs to snog you until heâs breathless or heâll spontaneously combust.
Your loud guffaw has your head throwing backwards, and he matches your laughter, eyes crinkling in the corners that never fails to have you smiling even more. âIâll take any kind of cake you bake happily, Hobie.â
âI fuckinâ love it,â sitting up, he quickly puts on the ring before cupping your face in his hands as you feel the cold metal against your cheek. âI fuckinâ love you.â Peppering your face in kisses until youâre a giggling mess, Hobie smiles through every single one of them.
âHobie,â youâd kiss back if he wasnât so eager to eat your face. Sniffing, you smell something burning. âHobie.â
âLet.â Kiss, âMe.â Kiss, âSnog you.â
âHobie, the cake!â
âAh, fuck!â Maybe he shouldâve let you off his lap before rushing to the kitchen as he manages to carry you whilst sprinting to save the cake and the houseboat from a very warm Valentineâs day.
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