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kiirokero · 3 years

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Outro: Love Is Not Over (2)

Pairing: Daycare Teacher! Hoseok x Single Mom! Reader.

Genre: Single Parent! AU, Teacher! AU, Hybrid! AU, Fluff, Angst, Adorable Kids,

Warnings: Nothing, just very cute moments between mom and son.

Word Count: 1.6k

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Summary: Years after a relationship goes south. You are the single mother of a beautiful 6-year-old golden retriever hybrid who you named Yunho. He is the light of your life. Yunho is everything to you, and you’d do anything for him. But you’re a human. Yunho doesn’t care, he will tell you he doesn’t. “You’re still my Eomma. No matter what.” He says. But you can’t help but feel like you will never be enough for him. You can’t be the mother he deserves. You can’t show him the ropes of being a hybrid, and you can’t teach him things the other moms can. But you try. You try your damn hardest. So, when a handsome German Shepard hybrid comes into your life, helping you and guiding Yunho in a way you can’t, you can’t help the cozy home he sets up in your heart.

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“Yunho! Are you dressed?” I called up the stairs. “Yes! I’m coming!” Yunho called back in an excited voice. It was a wonder how he could be so awake and peppy at 6am. Maybe it was his hybrid genes... Golden retrievers are notorious for being cheerful dogs.

I heard Yunho’s rapid steps, and he quickly came skipping into the kitchen, immediately hugging my leg. I set down the butter knife I was using to make his lunch and gave him a full hug, kissing his forehead.

“Are you excited for your first day of school?” I asked, picking off some lint that was on his shirt. “Yes! I get to make new friends!” He exclaimed, hopping up and down. It made me chuckle. Even if I was exhausted, he was like a dose of happiness medicine. “I’m glad.” I smiled.

I got Yunho his breakfast and finished preparing his lunch. I did a check over all of his things to make sure he had everything he needed. I checked off every box in my head. Pencil case... Notebook... Water bottle... “Eomma!” Yunho called out for me. I walked over to the dining room and saw him sitting in his chair, still eating his breakfast. “What’s up bub?” I asked. “Can you sit with me? Please?”

I nodded, walking over and sitting in my seat. Yunho smiled and went back to eating. We sat in comfortable silence while I pet his head. I just admired him for a minute. I don’t know what God blessed me with such a son, but whoever it was, I’m indebted to you for life.

Yunho was a calm baby. In the way of, he wasn’t a screamer. I remember Hyejin telling me horror stories about Hajun screaming in the middle of the night, startling both her and Yoongi awake. They worried me when I had Yunho, but he never screamed, maybe once or twice, but he normally kept his volume to a reasonable decibel level.

Yes, Yunho was enthusiastic, but he never raised his voice enough to where it was anything but childlike excitement. As a baby, he’d just cry, but he’d cry softly. There wasn’t a right way to describe it. If I was in the kitchen and he was sitting on a blanket in the living room, I would hear him cry, but it wasn’t ear piercing. Maybe it was due to the small house that I could easily hear him... He was just a calm baby.

When he was around 3 and 4, he started being very emotive and enthusiastic. At first he’d do it all the time, even when he was supposed to be extra quiet. But after teaching him that there's a time and a place to be expressive, he caught on pretty quickly.

That didn’t mean we didn’t have problems though. More than once he’d draw on the walls or walk through the house with his shoes on. Sometimes he was in a foul mood and would throw a fit, but that was rare. There was a time he refused to clean his room, and it hurt my soul to put my foot down, but I was still his mother.

Point being, Yunho was the sun. A sun that deserved the universe.

“Alright bub, are you ready?” I held Yunho’s hand as he stood wide-eyed in front of the school building. Yunho had only been to a small daycare that was also a kindergarten, so this is all new to him. I slowly started walking forward with Yunho walking behind me. It was cute, but I knew he couldn’t hide from school forever. I don’t want to go to jail.

The building was dazzling and straight out of a fairytale. Artwork lined the halls and the walls were painted with dragons and princesses, the occasional mermaid here and there. All in all, a very welcoming place. I could see Yunho’s eyes light up as he looked at the walls, and he was slowly walking next to me again.

We stopped in front of a room labeled, “Mrs. Hopkin’s First Grade Kingdom!” It made me chuckle. The building seemed to have a theme going on here. We walked in, hand in hand, and if I thought the hallways jumped out of a fairytale, this room jumped out of a Disney movie.

It was set up like the ordinary first-grade classroom, but the one wall had a whole mural. There were fairytale decorations hanging from the ceiling. The floor tiles were white with dots of rainbow colors, and they set the desks up in clusters inspired by different fairytale creatures. As in, one table cluster was mermaid-inspired, decorated with scales and a seashell rug underneath. One was dragon-inspired with flame details and a dragon stuffed animal in the middle of the table. A green rug was also underneath the table.

It made you wonder for a second if you stopped at the wrong school because this seemed expensive and you definitely didn’t have the money to send Yunho to a rich kid's school. Being a writer paid well, but not THAT well.

Soon, an old woman walked up to us. She was wearing a floral, floor-length skirt and a white button up. “Hello! I’m Mrs. Hopkin. Welcome!” She smiled, and it was the classic grandmother smile. “Hello! I’m Y/n and this is Yunho.” Yunho waved, still holding my hand. “Lovely to meet you, we’re just about to start!” Mrs. Hopkin exclaimed, so I let Yunho go and ushered him to go play while I went to stand with the rest of the moms and dads.

This was a primarily hybrid school since Yunho and I lived in a predominately hybrid community. Meaning, most the parents were also hybrids, but I didn’t care. I hung around hybrids for 2/3rds of my life. Funnily, hanging out with another human would be odd for me. However, that didn’t stop the occasional side glances and looks I would get.

I was used to it at this point because I stuck out like a neon sign. It happened everywhere I went. We lived in a pretty sizeable community, meaning I didn’t have to go out of town a lot. At first, it made me insecure, but Hyejin and Yoongi snapped me out of it and told me they weren’t judging me; they were just surprised. I remember Yoongi’s wise words... “Look, dumbo, what the hell are they gonna judge you for? Living? Breathing? I already do that, so no need to worry.”

He got a pretty good punch from Hyejin for that one.

Mrs. Hopkin clapped her hands, calling everyone's attention to the front of the class. “Hello everyone! Welcome to first grade!” She exclaimed enthusiastically, “We’ll be going over the rules and then we will say goodbye to our mommies and daddies.” And just like that, she started explaining the basics. It made me think she rehearsed this in a mirror last night. She flowed as if she was running on muscle memory. Or maybe she's been teaching for way too long.

It was fairly simple. Keep your hands to yourself, listen to whoever is speaking, raise your hand, yadda yadda... I’ve been to first grade before. After Mrs. Hopkins finished speaking to the parents about expectations and what happens if one of our kids is bad, she let us all say our goodbyes. Yunho ran and jumped on me, burying his face into my chest.

He was scenting me, showing me he was nervous. “You’ll be okay, bub. I’ll be here to pick you up before you know it.” I pet his head and his tail started wagging. “I don’t want Eomma to go...” He whined. I swore that my heart exploded. “But you were so excited this morning?” I chuckled. “I take it back.” He grumbled. I cooed and softly put him down, unraveling the scarf I had around my neck.

“Here you go. Just for today, okay? You’re a big boy now, Yunnie.” I smiled at his big puppy eyes. Yunho held to scarf to his nose, and I gave him a kiss on the forehead. “I love you, baby.” I whispered. “I love you too, Eomma.”

Stepping out of the school, away from my son, was eye opening. Yunho was growing right before my eyes, and before I know it, he’ll be walking out of this school grown. Ready to tackIe the next level of school. It makes me tear up a bit and I feel like a mother in a slice of life film. I chuckle, shaking my head as I get into my car.

Just as I’m about to start it up, my phone rings. Hyejin. “Hey, what’s up?” I ask, deciding that I’d drive after this call. “Y/n! Thank god you answered!” She sighed in relief. “What’s wrong? Is everything okay?” She hums and I can hear ruckus in the background. “Yes... No...? I’m in a predicament.”

“What?” I chuckle nervously, unsure if I should be worried. “So... Um... I forgot today was the boy’s first day of school, so Hajun is not there...” She cautions. “Okay? He can go tomorrow.” I reason. “He’s with me... And I can’t watch him, I have to go to work.” If I was in The Office, this would be the moment where I would look directly into the camera with a blank stare.

“Hyejin-”

“I know! You can scold me later... Can you come pick him up? Please~” She begged.

“Yeah, I can... I’m at the school right now.” I grumbled.

“Great! Meet me at the daycare so you don’t have to drive as much. I love you!”

I sighed, shaking my head. She’s going to be the death of me.

#bts #bts fic #bts one shot #jung hoseok #bts hoseok #hobi #hoseok x reader #jhope #jhope x reader #bts hybrid au #hybrid

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violetwolfraven · 3 years

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Peace and Joy

@spot-king-of-brooklyn I’m your secret Santa! @newsies-secretsanta

You said your favorite ships are sprace and/or javid and you’re good with pretty much anything so I’m gonna write two separate vaguely holiday-related oneshots in the reincarnation AU. Don’t worry though nothing heavy, just fluff. No COVID because I’ve had enough of that dude and I say so. Enjoy! Happy Holidays!

Tw: referenced past period-typical homophobia.

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Spot couldn’t remember being this happy... ever. Not in the early 1900s or in the early 2000s.

Well, the closest he could think of was 1902, when he and Race moved on from being newsies and from being leaders of their respective boroughs and rented that old apartment in Brooklyn together. But that had been muted by the need to be careful. They couldn’t be normal young people in love because they always had to hide.

And that was fine at the time because it was expected. It was them doing whatever it took to be together not knowing they’d ever get the chance to do it another way.

Now, in the bright, beautiful, forward-thinking 21st century, they could be safe. They could be in love without fear of the consequences. They could go out Christmas shopping together, and Spot didn’t know if that counted as a date, but it kind of felt like one as he watched his boyfriend bop a little to Mariah Carey’s All I Want For Christmas Is You as he looked around.

He ended up having to look away before he started blushing too hard. Even if he wasn’t the King of Brooklyn this time, he still had a bit of a reputation as a stone cold badass. For all he knew, one or more of their more mischievous friends could be spying on them right now. And besides, this thrift store probably had stuff he could get the few Brooklyn kids who’d come back, too.

He was still deciding if Hotshot would think it was funny if he got him a tank top that said ‘hot stuff’ on it. The others would find it funny, but Spot honestly wasn’t sure if it would make his former second uncomfortable.

“Hey, Spottie, ya think my little brother would like this?”

Spot turned back to see Race holding up a bright purple worm on a string, but a giant version of one. One that was big enough to be a scarf.

“Knowin’ your family,” he admitted, “I think any of ‘em would be happy to get one of those.”

It was true. Honestly, the most sensible Larkin brother was the second-oldest, Crutchie, but Spot could still see him proudly wearing a worm-on-a-string-scarf to school after winter break ended.

Besides him, Medda, Race’s mom, tended to embrace whatever unique fashion choice she could find. And Jack, of course, didn’t let being the oldest of four stop him from being a theatrical little shit who liked drawing attention to himself.

And Romeo was somehow even more eccentric than Race, so he would definitely like that thing.

Race grinned, “I’m gonna get Ro a worm scarf for Christmas.”

“Your family is ridiculous.”

“Thank you. So, what’re ya gettin’ for Denton?”

Oh, shit. Spot had completely forgotten about getting anything for Denton.

He really should get something for him. After all, the teacher hadn’t even known Spot when Jack asked if he could stay with him. All he’d needed to know was that Spot needed a place to hide from his terrible parents and couldn’t stay with the Larkins, mostly because Medda had a strict rule about her boys’ partners sleeping over unless it was absolutely necessary. (it was also because Spot couldn’t think of anyone he’d want to live with less than Jack Kelly, but Denton didn’t really need to know that, did he?)

So far, Spot’s parents hadn’t shown any signs of missing him, and Spot couldn’t decide if that hurt or not, but it barely mattered anymore.

Because Denton didn’t really have any rules beyond ‘do your homework’, ‘take a shower occassionally’, and ‘if you leave the house, let me know where you’re going.’ He helped Spot pick out a Halloween costume, let him spend Thanksgiving with Race, and gave him money for Christmas shopping. He was fine with Spot being gay and having a boyfriend, even if there was an added rule with that of ‘you can’t have the door closed if you’re alone in your room with Race.’

He gave Spot space, but also made it clear that he could come to him for anything he needed help with. He never hit him, never pushed when Spot wanted to be alone, never even raised his voice unless they were in an already-loud room and he needed to get his attention.

In short, in only a few months, he’d become the best adult Spot had ever had in his life. He wasn’t his father, but he was closest thing Spot had ever gotten to a dad.

The Denton they’d known in their last life had been kind of like that, too. He’d helped as best he could whenever one of the newsies got into trouble, always being there for anyone who needed him since Kath first introduced her new reporter friend to her newsie friends. Of course, Spot hadn’t been living with Denton then, so he’d never really thought about it.

“What do you even get a middle-aged man for Christmas?”

Race shrugged, “Power tools?”

The idea of getting Denton power tools was so ridiculous that they both laughed.

“Uh... he’s a writer,” Race pointed out, “So... fancy pens?”

“Fancy pens? We’re at a thrift store, Racer.”

“Well we don’t gotta stay here forever. There’s a Barnes and Noble across the street.”

He wasn’t wrong about that, but Spot wasn’t sure about the whole ‘fancy pen’ thing. It seemed a little generic.

“Yooooo! Spot, check this out for Jack!”

He was holding up a bright blue sketchbook that said ‘Sketchy Bitch’ on the cover.

“Oh yeah, ya definitely have to get that for Cowboy.”

Spotting (no pun intended) something else on the shelf behind him, Spot grinned.

He had the perfect thing to get for the man who’d taken him in.

...

“This is gonna be so fuckin’ awesome.”

Davey snorted, “You’re way too excited ‘bout this, Jackie.”

He loved his boyfriend, but he had a tendency to get overenthusiastic about things.

Well, he loved that about Jack, too. And he loved being able to call him his boyfriend, now. That they didn’t need to hide this time.

He and Sarah had both been a little worried about their parents’ reaction, but it had turned out to be for nothing. They’d each gotten a t-shirt with their respective pride flag for the first night of Hanukkah, and Jack and Kath were always welcome to come over as long as at least one parent was home.

Davey loved Jack just as much in this lifetime as he had in his first, but it was different, not having to hide it. It was good different, but definitely different. Being able to be who they were and be in love and knowing that it was generally frowned upon to be homophobic now, at least where they lived.

And being able to do random shit that was romantic and fun as hell, but not something would even occur to most people to do.

After a sleepy conversation once Crutchie, Race, and Romeo had fallen asleep watching White Christmas (which Davey appreciated for the choreography in the dance numbers) one time about how there weren’t really any Hanukkah movies, Jack had collaborated with Kath to write a lesbian Hanukkah musical romcom to post to YouTube.

Objectively, it wasn’t that great. It was good for a movie made by a bunch of high school juniors, but they couldn’t afford good cameras or microphones or anything. Plus, it was appealing to a very niche audience, so Davey doubted this movie would get more than twenty views.

Still, it meant a lot that Jack was so excited about it, that he was working so hard on props and editing in the lighting and music for it so Kath and Saz could play Jewish lesbians fake-dating at a holiday party who fall in love. It was cute.

“It ain’t gonna win any awards,” Jack admitted, “But I think we’s got somethin’ good here!”

“We do,” Davey agreed.

Was he actually talking about the romcom starring his sister and her girlfriend? Partially. It was a pretty good movie for something produced by teenagers.

But they had something good there that wasn’t on the screen of Jack’s laptop, too.

Jack seemed to share those thoughts, with the way he was smiling.

“What’s with the look, mi amor?”

Davey rolled his eyes as the other boy put his arm around his waist.

“Like you don’t know, love,” he chuckled, “Remember the last time we did somethin’ like this? And by ‘we’ I mean ‘you.’”

“Shh,” Jack shook his head, “Nope. We don’t talk about the latkes incident.”

“You mean when you almost burned down our tiny little kitchen trying to—“

“We don’t talk about it!”

Davey laughed. It was funny, how Jack couldn’t, in any lifetime, cook anything more complicated than like... chili or stew. While he could make something edible, he couldn’t make anything that was really considered good.

“Davey, love, luz de mi vida, it was literally over a hundred years ago, so stop. Bringin’. Up. The. Latkes. Incident!”

He punctuated the sentence by hitting Davey with one of his mom’s throw pillows.

“Okay, Jackie, I get it! Stop hitting me!”

“Fine,” Jack grinned, “I ain’t almost burned down a kitchen in over a century, babe. I thinks that’s a good record to have.”

“Most people never almost burn down a kitchen,” Davey pointed out, “I know I—wait, did you just call me ‘babe’?”

Jack was definitely not meeting his eyes to try to hide how he was blushing, “Uh... is that okay?”

Davey smirked. Jack didn’t get flustered that often, but it was adorable when he did.

And even if he had almost burned down their apartment, it had been cute back then, how he’d tried so hard to try to do something nice for Davey for the holiday season. It was cute now, too.

That was one thing that hadn’t changed through the decades, he guessed.

“It’s definitely okay, babe.”

...

“Spot, is this a... ‘Best Dad In The World’ mug?”

“...if you cry, I’m outta here.”

#newsies #newsies secret santa #btw i’m sorry i wrote in a nod to wormsies #i couldn’t help it #sprace #javid #javey #spot conlon #racetrack higgins #jack kelly #davey jacobs #reincarnation au #fluff #violet’s writing

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hopelikethemoon · 4 years

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Power Trip (Javier x Reader) {MTMF} [smut]

Title: Power Trip Rating: Explicit Length: 3300 Warnings: Smut (slight femdom, vibrator, cock tease, cock warming, hand job, using a vibrator on a cock, girl on top, these bbs being softies for each other) Notes: You can find everything about Maybe Today, Maybe Forever here. Set after “Inspiration” in 1995.Thanks to those who inspired this! Unbeta’d because we ride like thieves. Also I couldn’t find any good Pedro gifs that would load :( Summary: After a long week at work, Reader unwinds.

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Work was rarely stressful since moving to Miami. Sure, there were definitely days that had you choosing whiskey over a bottle of beer, but for the most part — it was a stress-free environment, compared to working for the DEA.

You missed being home with Javier and Josie, but you loved working somewhere you were actually respected. Where you had control. Where you had a say.

But you fucking hated training weeks. You were up with the sun and usually home well after it had set. For five days in a row. Five thirteen-hour days in a row should’ve been made illegal.

Javier pressed a kiss to the spot where your ear met your jaw. “You’re a million miles away, baby.”

You blinked, turning to look at him then. “Sorry.” You rubbed at your bare arms as you glanced around the Murphy’s backyard. “I think I worked sixty-five hours this week.”

He chuckled, lazily curling his arm around your shoulders. “Yeah, you did. Is your brain still at work?”

“Sadly,” You admitted as you dragged your teeth over your bottom lip. “We should probably go while Josie’s down for her nap.”

Javier gave her shoulder three short squeezes before he rose up, “I’ll go tell Steve we’re gonna head out.”

Connie was pulling a weekend shift at the hospital, but Steve has graciously offered to watch Josie for the weekend. You had a feeling Javier had something to do with that.

You pressed the heels of your palms against your eyes, before dragging them down your face as you got out of your seat. You grabbed your beer bottle and Javi’s empty bottle and followed him into the house.

“Leaving already?” Steve questioned as he looked towards you with a wry grin. “I can’t blame you. They’re working you to death.”

You shrugged a shoulder, “I’ve got a couple days off this week. I’ll rebound.” You looked towards Javier then, an adoring smile spreading over your lips before you looked back at Steve. “Thank you for watching Josie got us.”

“I’m happy to help,” Steve rubbed at the back of his neck, before gesturing around the house. “Gotta keep myself occupied while Connie’s got a double.”

“Thanks again,” Javier clapped him on the shoulder. “Call if you have any trouble.”

“Will do.” He gave a mock salute. “See you both tomorrow.”

You dragged your fingers through your hair, shaking your hair loose, walking alongside Javier as you headed for the car. “I feel bad about leaving early, but I’m not feeling particularly social.”

Javier reached over and rubbed the small of your back, “It’s been a long week.”

You nodded, “I don’t know what I need.” You admitted, rubbing your lips together thoughtfully. “But I would like to take advantage of our childless night.”

“Yeah?” Javier looked surprised by that. “Stress relief?” He walked around the car and opened the passenger door for you.

“Stress relief.” You stopped in front of him, turning to meet his gaze. “It’s been a week.”

“I did try.” He reminded you with a smirk. “But someone fell asleep.”

You felt your cheeks warm, “I appreciated the effort. Falling asleep does reflect the quality of your work.” By the time you had gotten home Wednesday night, Javier had already gotten Josie fed, bathed, and put to bed.

You scarfed down leftovers, hopped in the shower to save time in the morning, and had attempted to take advantage of a somewhat early night with him. Instead, you’d fallen asleep mere minutes after he’d settled between your thighs.

“I’m not gonna hold it against you, baby.” Javier assured you with a chuckle, leaning in to press his forehead against yours, brushing his knuckles down your cheek. “What do you have in mind?”

You tilted your head and kissed him, “I’ve spent all week in control and I think I’d like that to carry over.”

Javier smirked, his hand dropping to your hip and giving it a squeeze. “Here I thought you’d want to be out of control.”

You shook your head, stealing another kiss. “Tempting.” You brushed your nose against his before ducking into the car. He shut the door closed for you before walking around to the driver’s seat. “You know how much I enjoy taking what I want from you.”

“And I love giving it.” Javier reached over and gave your thigh a squeeze.

“How’s your shoulder?”

His brows rose upwards as he started the car, “Not bad.” He admitted, rolling both of them to test that statement. “You planning on tying me up?”

“Maybe.” You rested your elbow on the center console, angling yourself towards him as you watched him. “Did you like it when I used my vibe on you?”

His Adam’s apple bobbed in his throat. “I did.” Javier pressed his tongue to the inside of his cheek. “It was different.”

“Might be fun.” You reached over and rested your hand on his leg. “Keep your eyes on the road.”

“Baby—“

“I’m not doing anything you don’t do to me when I’m driving.” You pointed out, keeping your hand right there. Your fingers were curled towards his inner thigh, mere inches from the slight bulge of his cock.

“You’re a menace.” Javier shot you a look as he stopped at a light.

“I’m just resting my hand on your thigh,” You said sweetly. “Can I not touch you now?”

He swallowed thickly, “You know what you’re doing.”

“I’ll remember this next time you’ve got your hand on my thigh.” You gave his leg a squeeze before releasing your hold on him with a dramatic sigh. “Now I might not be as kind as I had planned to be.”

Javier snorted, “I’m sensing a power trip.”

You grinned, “Your favorite kind of trip.”

He rarely admitted it aloud, but he loved when you took charge, nearly as much as you enjoyed him overpowering you. You were certain you knew exactly what he got up to in Colombia and you were fairly certain you were the only who had gotten Javier to relinquish control.

And it looked good on him.

——

“You’re certain you can handle both arms being tied up?” You questioned as you looped the soft fabric of your scarf around his left wrist, drawing it up above his head. “I don’t mind leaving your right free.”

“Both.” Javier assured you, using his still free hand to grab at your hip. You were still fully dressed, but he’d already lost his shirt and jeans on the way to the bedroom. “I’ll use my word if I need to.”

You nodded, “I’m using a loose knot.” You explained as you drew his hand away from your hip and bound it to his headboard beside the other arm. “You can pull free if you really need to.”

“I’m not going to.”

“This isn’t just about me,” You reminded him.

“Baby, I’m here for the show.” Javier clicked his tongue against his teeth as he shifted beneath you.

You cupped both of his cheeks as you leaned down to kiss him. “I promise you’ll have a good time.” You told him, brushing your thumb over his bottom lip.

“I already am.” Javier assured you.

You kissed him once more on the lips, before trailing your mouth down the column of his throat. You scraped your teeth over the curve of his collarbone before you slid down the length of his body.

Your hands touched everywhere they could reach. Dragging over his waist and ribs, sliding back up over his soft stomach. “You’re almost as tense as I am.” You remarked, nipping at the soft flesh there beside his navel.

“I can assure that one part of my anatomy is very stiff.” Javier quipped with a strained chuckle.

“I noticed.” You smirked up at him, with the way you were laying you could feel his cock pressing against your stomach.

You left another gentle bite against his stomach, before you moved back up the bed to hover over him. “You look good like this.” You told him, running a hand up the length of his forearm to where his wrists were bound.

Javier ran his tongue over the edge of his teeth as he looked up at you. “Not as good as you look when I’ve got you tied up.” He shot back, rocking his hips beneath you as you strapped him.

“The night’s still young.” You told him, before you moved to get off of him. You sat down on the edge of the bed, leaning over to pull out the box you kept in the drawer. “Though, when I’m done with you…”

He snorted, “Do your worst, baby.”

You brandished the hot pink vibrator, “Still up from me using this?”

“Yeah.” He nodded, his eyes lingering on your face as he turned to watch you.

You knelt on the bed beside him, reaching out to rest your hand over the prominent bulge of his cock. “I love how worked up you get for me.” You told him, sliding your fingers down to tease his balls through the fabric of his boxers.

“Did you take care of yourself this week, Javi?” You questioned, squeezing ever so gently before releasing your hold on him.

He huffed quietly, “Yeah.”

You smirked, “I’m jealous that I didn’t get to watch.” You laid down on the bed beside him, shifting downwards so your head was parallel with his cock.

“I can assure you it wasn’t anything to write home about.” He drew in a ragged breath, “Happy to give you an encore presentation.”

“You’re ridiculous,” You rolled your eyes as you picked up the vibrator and switched it in the lowest setting.

Javier’s stomach clenched as you brought the toy down against his cock through his boxers. He squirmed beneath your attention and you couldn’t tell if he was trying to get closer to the sensation or pull away

You used your forearm to keep him pressed against the bed as you increased the speed to two. “You like that?”

“Yes.”

You dragged the toy over the length of him, watching as his pre-come darkened his boxers at the head of his cock. “I can tell.” You pulled the toy away, keeping your arm draped across his stomach.

“Baby, holy shit.”

You smirked, leaning over to press your lips to his covered cock, letting your warm breath play through the fabric before you returned the toy to his length.

Javier groaned, a throaty desperate sound escaping him as he bucked beneath you. You switched the toy up another setting, running towards the head of his cock, keeping it there for two beats before you pulled away entirely.

“What the—“ He rocked his hips upwards. “Fuck.”

You sat the still vibrating toy aside on the bed as you moved to peel his boxers down his hips part way. His cock sprang free, heavy and hard as it leaked with arousal.

“Wouldn’t it be a shame if I didn’t let you come?” You questioned, cupping his balls in your palm as you looked up at him innocently. You curled your fingers around his cock, leaning up to sweep your tongue over the head.

“You’re not that cruel.”

“I might be.” Your eyes flashed to his face as you brought the toy back to his cock, dragging it over the length of his cock, before switching it to a lower setting.

Javier keened. He bucked beneath you and struggled with the scarf wrapped around his wrists. He looked just this side of crazed and desperate.

“You’re going to fucking kill me.”

“Where’s the fun in that?” You questioned as you moved to straddle his legs, leaning down so you could take the head of his cock into your mouth. You swore you could feel the way that he throbbed as you slid your tongue over the sensitive bottom of his length.

Javier started to say something, but he didn’t get a chance to say anything once you placed the toy against the base of his cock, letting the vibrations work through him as you took his Vick in until it hit the back of his throat.

You retreated, just as you thought he was a second away from coming. His back bowed up off the bed, his rutting upwards. He swore— in both English and Spanish as you sat back and watched.

“You look so fucking hot right now, babe.” You told him, reaching down and running your hand over his lower belly. He was flushed and wild-eyed, lips parted and brow glistening with sweat.

You couldn’t help yourself. You leaned forward to kiss him, trapping his cock in between your bodies. He hissed and you couldn’t tell if it was pain or pleasure. “Javi, are you okay?” You questioned, stroking your fingers through his hair gently.

“I need to come. Fuck.” He grunted out, his dark gaze fixing on yours. “Baby, don’t be mean.”

You ran your finger down his nose and kissed him, “I can stop if you’d prefer.” You said coyly. “I do need sleep.” You teased him.

“Baby.”

You frowned, “Do you want me to stop?”

“No.” Javier assured you. “Did I use my safe word?”

You shook your head, before sitting back up, keeping yourself straddling his lower thighs. “Say the word and I stop.”

“I’m good.” He promised you, twisting his arms in the binding to give you a thumbs up.

You snatched up the toy, switching it to the highest setting. Javier’s eyes snapped open as he stared down at you, which only urged you on.

You pressed the toy against his cock, right beneath the head of his cock before sliding it down the length of him and turning it off entirely.

Javier groaned loudly, fingers clenching into fists at the headboard.

“You good?”

He grunted in response.

You moved to get off of him, peeling off your tank top before shimmying out of your denim shorts. “I had considered not letting you come at all.” You told him as you laid back down on the bed beside him, running your hand over his stomach as you tilted your head to look up at him. “But I’m not mean.”

You shifted further up the bed until you were settled with your cheek pressed against his shoulder. “And I want to feel you come in me.”

Javier groaned, “If I had known we could’ve been doing this after hard workweeks in Colombia…”

You snorted, cupping his jaw and turning his head so you could kiss him. “You knew exactly what I was capable of.” You reminded him with a grin. “I love you.”

His expression softened, a warm smile playing over his lips. “I love you too.” He strained against the scarf so he could catch your lips. “I’d love you even more if you were riding me right now.”

“So demanding for a man tied up,” You teased, running your tongue over his bottom lip before you pulled back. You’d needed this. The power, yes, but also the lighthearted freedom that came from exploring with Javier like this.

You leaned up on your knees, making a show of hooking your fingers into the waistband of your entirely unsexy pair of cotton underwear. But Javier didn’t care.

“Like what you see?” You questioned as you shifted to slide them off your legs entirely as you maneuvered yourself to straddle him once more.

“I see a lot I like.” Javier retorted, his gaze raking over you, adding to the fire burning between your thighs. Just from teasing him with the toy, you were slick with desire — ready for him.

With the toy and teasing Javi now forgotten, you curled your fingers around the base of his cock to keep him steady as you lowered yourself onto him.

Javier cried out your name as he bucked his hips upwards, driving the full length of his cock into you as you sank down onto him. You stilled atop hunched inhaling and exhaling slowly as you kept him buried within you.

“Baby, what are you.”

“Shh.” You told him, pressing a finger to his lips to silence him. Javier’s tongue darted out to sweep over your finger and you let him take your fingers into his mouth. His teeth scraped lightly over your skin, but his tongue was quick to soothe it.

“Do you like that?” You questioned, rolling your hips, keeping him inside of your cunt as your ground yourself against him.

“Fuck, yes.” He answered, his stomach muscles trembling with the effort he was exhausting to remain still beneath you.

“Javi?”

You pointedly rolled your hips and clenched around him when he didn’t respond.

“Hmm?”

“Can you behave?” You questioned and he nodded. “Slide your hands out of the scarf and fucking touch me already.”

Javier chuckled, the sound a low rumble in his chest as he twisted free of your bindings easily. His hands moved to your ribs, holding you there before he trailed his hands down to your sides and grabbed at your hips.

He let you guide the movements, watched you with pure adoration as you moved atop him. He relinquished so much to you — freely and willingly.

So much of this had been there that first night. The passion, the desire, and the love.

You sank forward, continuing to roll your hips, grinding onto his cock as you sought out his mouth once more. You ran your fingers through his hair, cupping his jaw as you kissed him.

“Baby,” He started to warn you, but he wasn’t quite quick enough. Your name fell from his lips as his expression was transformed by his release. You’d teased him long enough.

His cock pulsed as he spilled within you. Javier slid one hand up your back, grabbing at your hair as he looked up at you. “Fuck. Baby, I’m sorry.”

“Don’t apologize.” You brushed your nose against his as you fumbled for the abandoned vibrator. You grabbed ahold of it, prying his hand off your hip and pressing the toy to his palm.

Slowly you sat back up, keeping the softening length of his cock within you as you circled your hips. You combed your fingers through your hair, tossing it back over your shoulders as you fixed him with a look.

Javier didn’t tease you the way you had teased him. He switched the vibrator onto four and pressed the tip of the hot pink toy against your clit.

You squirmed on his lap, your inner walls fluttering around his cock. The direct vibrations were enough to set you off. You arched your back, rutting against him as you came apart for him, milking every last drop of his own release from him.

Javier ran his hand up the center of your stomach, his fingers playing over your breast bone as they moved higher and curled around the back of your neck. He kept his hand there as he slowly sat up, his other hand holding your hips to his as he drew his knees up behind you.

“Keep your eyes on me.” Javier commanded softly, as he brought the toy back to your clit.

“Javi.” You breathed out as he pressed it against that throbbing little bud of pleasure and sent you careening over the edge anew. You weren’t even certain if it was a new orgasm or if he’d managed to prolong the first with an intense effect.

You grabbed his wrist, pulling his hand away. He got the message, shutting it off and tossing it aside.

“You’re fucking incredible, baby,” Javier praised as he peppered kisses down your throat. “I’m so fucking lucky.”

You curled your arms beneath his, your hands pressed flat against his back as you sank forward against him. “So am I.” You murmured, more than ready to bask in the afterglow of the cure to a long week.

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snowe-zolynn-rogers · 3 years

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The BNHA Group Chat Fic Nobody Asked For

Pairings: Todoroki Touya (Dabi)/Mr Compress (Sako Atsuhiro), Shimura Tenko (Shigaraki Tomura)/Chisaki Kai (Overhaul)/Kurono Hari (Chrono), Yamada Hizashi (Present Mic)/Aizawa Shouta (Eraserhead)/Shirakumo Oboro (Loud Cloud), Fukukado Emi (Ms. Joke)/Kayama Nemuri (Midnight), Bakugo Katsuki/Kaminari Denki/Kirishima Eijiro, Iida Tenya/Monoma Neito/ Aoyama Yuuga

Word Count: 2,065 Words

Summary: Tetsutetsu's girl squad has a meeting, Halloween outfits, Sako and Touya are cute, and Kaminari comes out.

Warnings: Teen/Underage Pregnancy Mention, Period/Menstruation Mention, Food Mention, Blood Mention, Cursing, Death Mention, Half Blind Character, Deaf Characters, Mostly Mute Character (due to a different medical issue), Selectively Mute Character, let me know if I should add anything else.

Usernames: We Are Number One™ Aizawa: Dadzawa, Aoyama: immafiringmahlaser, Ashido: princessbubblegumknockoff, Asui: Galvan, Iida: Emergency Exit, Uraraka: 9.8, Ojiro: tailfloof, Kaminari: Pichu, Kirishima: baby shark, Koda: youredoingamazingsweetie, Sato: GuyFieriIsGod, Shoji: Cthulhu, Jirou: Jack Skellington, Sero: Spider-Man, Tokoyami: EdgarAllanCrows, Todoroki: WHERE?, Hagakure: cena, Bakugo: WHAT?, Midoriya: SmolMight, Mineta: Mineta, Shinsou: exhausted, Yaoyorozu: TheGreatCreator, Kurono: stopwatch, Chisaki: donthugmeimscared, Yukimura: choticgaydisaster, Bubaigawara: shadowclonejutsu, Shimura: idontfeelsogood, Awase: illrememberyouallintherapy, Kaibara: IDOWHATIWANT, Kamakiri: scyther, Kuroiro: itsmeyaboy, Kendo: Akimichi, Kodai: deadinside, Komori: shroomgurl, Shiozaki: wElCoMeToBiBlEsTuDiEs, Shishida: furry, Shoda: cryptid, Tsunotori: mylittlepony, Tsubaraba: airbender, Tetsutetsu: Iron Man, Tokage: t-rex costume, Fukidashi: glorifiedtextbubble, Honenuki: Eren Jaeger/spookyscaryskeletons, Bondo: Slimer, Monoma: HopeSummers, Yanagi: iLiEdImDyInGiNsIdE, Rin: snek, Toga: mystique, Sako: lostmymarbles, Hikiishi: queenofmagnetism, Iguchi: eye gucci, Shinokanri: stardust

Usernames: Emos Anonymous Kaminari: blackcloakedbrides, Shoji: fryingpan, Jirou: greentwentyfourhours, Tokoyami: myscientificinfatuation, Todoroki: twentyoneplotpoints, Bakugo: immobileinwhite, Midoriya: falldownboy, Shinsou: stabtheveil, Kurono: inhalecarolina, Chisaki: plummetingininverse, Yukimura: anxietyintheclub, Shimura: nappingwithsirens, Kuroiro: thousandfootcane, Kodai: marianaspit, Monoma: entiretimelow, Yanagi: recentyearsday, Sako: halfminutetomars, Aizawa: hollywoodlivingdead, Shouji: fryingpan, Kurono: inhalecarolina, Aoyama: phantomtown, Honenuki: visualizedragon, Sako: halfminutetomars, Awase: distressparade, Shinokanri: simplestrategy

Usernames: UA Teachers Are Tired™ Eraserhead/Aizawa: grumpy scarf cat, Present Mic/Yamada: screeching cockatiel, Midnight/Nemuri: chaotic goth gay Ingenium/Iida: gotta go fast, AllMight/Toshinori: actual sunshine, Vlad King/Kan: bloody hell, Power Loader/Majima: speechtotext, Ectoplasm: needalegup?, Snipe: kazoo cowboy, Cementoss: concrete block, Blackmist/Kurogiri: goth portals

Oh? Tea-Chapter 5

7:32 AM

We Are Number One™

WHERE?: [pic of Kumo, Ahma, and Sora playing tag with Kaede and Michi]

WHERE?: {pic of Hoshi, Tsuki, and Taiyo drawing with Asahi and Emica]

WHERE?: They're adorable today.

SmolMight: precious.

EdgarAllanCrows: I stan ten (10) good daughters of darkness.

SmolMight: Tokoyami and Dark Shadow helping with the girls is the cutest thing to see. I have been blessed upon witnessing this.

EdgarAllanCrows: They have claimed me as their weird bird uncle. I accept this. I shall cherish and spoil them.

chaoticgaydisaster: Thank god we have you to help, Tokoyami. I can't fucking move.

Emergency Exit: Why can you not move? Are you injured, Touya? Should someone help you to Recovery Girl?

chaoticgaydisaster: no, I'm just having my period and day two hurts more than day one.

lostmymarbles: I'll get your hot water bottle and ice cream.

Dadzawa: I got you excused from your hero training class today. Shoto, do you need to be excused today as well?

WHERE?: As much as I hate the assumption that me and my brother have the same cycle, we do and yes I do need today off hero training class.

mylittlepony: Why do they get off? Aren't periods normal?

SmolMight: they both have issues with their menstrual cycles where Shoto's is very heavy and Touya's is very painful.

mylittlepony: Oh, I get it, please excuse my ignorance of the situation.

chaoticgaydisaster: it's fine, Pony.

WHERE?: it's okay, you didn't know.

Iron Man: Do you two need anything?

HopeSummers: Tetsu, no, you can't abduct them into your little group.

WHERE?: I'm scared to ask, but what group?

Akimichi: Tetsutetsu is the leader of the UA Girls Protection Squad. He helps us all with our monthlies and just generally protects us from the grape gremlin in your class.

WHERE?: I agree to be abducted into this cult you have, Tetsutetsu.

chaoticgaydisaster: same here. let me join your cult.

Iron Man: These are now my children.

glorifiedtextbubble: great, he has more children

t-rex costume: meeting happens in one of you two's rooms tonight.

deadinside: We'll come at the meeting bearing food, tea, heat pads, and movies of you two's choice.

chaoticgaydisaster: I like disney movies.

WHERE?: pixar

SmolMight: oh god, this again.

SmolMight: just bring dreamworks movies. they can't fight over which is better then.

Iron Man: Thanks Midoriya.

SmolMight: you're very welcome. I just don't want to hear them have another pixar versus disney fight tonight.

Dadzawa: alright kids, time for class soon, make sure you're all ready except Yukimura and Todoroki.

4:07 PM

We Are Number One™

Iron Man: We come bearing zaru soba, oyakodon, curry bread, takoyaki, tonjiru, ice cream, and chamomile tea!

chaoticgaydisaster: so much food, jeez.

mystique: Tetsu insisted we make sure you two eat enough since you have bad periods and you might get anemic.

Iron Man: Plus, we also made sure they're all soft enough for you, Touya.

chaoticgaydisaster: hold on, gonna cry right quick.

WHERE?: don't cry too hard, it'll hurt.

chaoticgaydisaster: I know.

Iron Man: omw with the curry bread, tea, and cuddles! Girls, you better catch up, I'm running my way over to them.

chaoticgaydisaster: Thank you, Tetsu.

Iron Man: It's with my greatest honor.

6:24 PM

We Are Number One™

9.8: so what's everyone going as for Halloween?

cena: I'm going as the old school version of Mystique.

Spider-Man: only because I had to convince her to wear clothing and not do the movie version.

cena: you're no fun, Hanta! It's not like they'd see me!

tailfloof: anyway, moving on from the couple in aisle five, I'm going as Winter Soldier.

baby shark: me, Denki, and Katsuki are going as Mitsuki, Boruto, and Sarada

princessbubblegumknockoff: I'd kill to see Bakugo in a Sarada costume but we all know that's gonna be Kaminari.

princessbubblegumknockoff: also I'm goin as Eridan with Hatsume as Feferi.

TheGreatCreator: Me and Jirou are going as Sally from Nightmare before Christmas and Emily from the Corpse Bride. She insisted on scary and I cannot say no.

EdgarAllanCrows: This year, I'm going as a ghost bride. Last year I was a vampire, and the year before I was a witch. But this year, I am a ghost bride.

EdgarAllanCrows: And I have convinced my boyfriends to kind of match with me.

Cthulhu: What he means to say is he's going as a ghost bride, I'm going as a zombie, Koda will be a groom, and Sato is planning to be a skeleton.

Pichu: heh, four stages of life.

EdgarAllanCrows: He gets it. Our plan is working.

Galvan: I'm going as Harley and Ivy.

Emergency Exit: I'm going as the MCU Quicksilver.

immafirinmahlaser: I'm going to be the wonderful Viktor Nikivorov this year.

Dadzawa: I have been roped into group costumes this year

exhausted: what are they, dad, we're all so curious to know, I'm sure.

Dadzawa: you're going with us, don't act surprised.

Dadzawa: Mic and Midnight dragged me and Tensei into dressing up as the main cast of Heathers with Shinsou as a next generation Heather.

cena: which heather are you playing, Mr. Aizawa?

Dadzawa: Chandler with Mic as Macnamara, Midnight as Duke, and Tensei as Veronica.

cena: interesting. and Shinsou?

exhausted: well, ya see, I didn't want to go as JD so Mic came up with my character so it isn't the best character. I'm going as Heather Bay.

cena: and she is?

Dadzawa: Basically Chandler's kid that she gave up. Mic isn't very creative but we stan him anyway.

princessbubblegumknockoff: I think it's cute! you're still going as parent and child!

chaoticgaydisaster: me and Sho decided to go as Freed and Rufus from Fairy Tail.

Jack Skellington: so kinda twins but not really. crafty boys.

shadowclonejutsu: the rest of us ex-league are going as pokemon and Touya was supposed to be vulpix, but he wanted to be almost matchy with Shoto

chaoticgaydisaster: I know, I was supposed to wear a vulpix costume to match my husband being eevee but this is also my first halloween with my brother in well...forever.

princessbubblegumknockoff: Wait, so is this you two's first halloween?

WHERE?: yes. together at least. i've had one with my daughters and touya has had one with the League but we never had one together.

princessbubblegumknockoff: can I join the Fuck Endeavor squad @SmolMight?

SmolMight: I'm just the spokesperson of the Fuck Endeavor Squad. Touya and Shoto are the presidents. But yes, you can join.

princessbubblegumknockoff: good. yeet his stupid ass at the sun.

WHERE?: amen.

chaoticgaydisaster: preach girl.

8:34 PM

We Are Number One™

Pichu: babe, I need cuddles.

WHAT?: I'm on my way

Pichu: god, I love my husband

lostmymarbles: what a mood

chaoticgaydisaster: Atsu! don't make me blush! I have a reputation!

lostmymarbles: My husband is the best. God, I love him. He's amazing.

chaoticgaydisaster: Atsu, you're destroying my reputation!

lostmymarbles: sometimes I still hear him screeching when he blushes.

chaoticgaydisaster: I'm bout to be screeching at you, I'm blushing dammit

WHERE?: [pic of Touya blushing]

WHERE?: he's a tomato now.

chaoticgaydisaster: betrayed by my own brother. Monoma, may I join you on the roof?

HopeSummers: Sure, I guess but I don't want you to die so I'd have to shield you from the ground.

chaoticgaydisaster: worth it

lostmymarbles: babe no!

chaoticgaydisaster: Okay, I guess I won't.

HopeSummers: wow, that was easy.

chaoticgaydisaster: I am a simple man. my husband tells me not to jump off a building and I won't do it.

10:38 PM

We Are Number One™

Dadzawa: the name change paperwork is now done. now it's just the hearing and official birth certificate change.

Emergency Exit: That's great, Mr. Aizawa!

Dadzawa: we're having korokkes to celebrate. me and a few select Chosen Ones™ shall go get ingredients.

chaoticgaydisaster: sweet potato and chicken.

WHERE?: pumpkin and tuna

HopeSummers: Wow, you two have weird cravings.

idontfeelsogood: you should've seen Touya's cravings when he was pregnant.

shadowclonejutsu: It was even weirder combinations.

eye gucci: there was that instance with the pears and mushrooms

WHERE?: mine were bad too. but you can probably already tell that.

Dadzawa: anyway, anyone else want anything different than sweet potato and chicken or pumpkin and tuna

TheGreatCreator: shrimp please and pork for Jirou

shadowclonejutsu: I want shrimp too

SmolMight: I just like cheese in mine, Tokoyami says he likes salmon, Sako says he likes egg.

baby shark: Baku likes ham and cheese, Kami likes mushrooms, and I like shrimp too.

cena: Me and ojiro both like eggplant and Tsu and Mina both like peppers, onions, and cheese

idontfeelsogood: count me in for pepper, onions, and cheese

donthugmeimscared: me too

stopwatch: same here

GuyFieriIsGod: ya know what? I want octopus in mine.

Cthulhu: I second the octopus.

9.8: I like tomato and cheese.

immafirinmahlaser: moi likes ham and cheese as well, reminds me of home.

Spider-Man: spinach and tofu.

GuyFieriIsGod: Koda says kimchi and cheese for him.

Emergency Exit: ...kimchi and cheese as well

princessbubblegumknockoff: oh my god, Iida likes weird food combos too!? revolutionary.

SmolMight: we stan one (1) good fast boy

Dadzawa: and my son likes kimchi and cheese in his too. Ashido, Hagakure, and Yaoyorozu, you three are Chosen™.

Dadzawa: choose who you may to go with you.

cena: I'm bringing Tsu and Ochako.

princessbubblegumknockoff: I'm dragging Mei with me.

TheGreatCreator: I'll bring Jirou

cena: girls only outing with Mr. Aizawa!

Pichu: does that mean I go too?

GuyFieriIsGod: Kami, you're a girl?

Pichu: I'm kinda working on that.

baby shark: you sure you wanna tell everyone?

Pichu: yeah, it's not like they won't find out.

Pichu: I'm in the process of transitioning mtf. I'm just trying to get up enough money to get bottom surgery. then it's just my HRT.

WHERE?: is there a way I can convince you to let me pay for it?

Pichu: I...wait, did you just offer to pay for my bottom surgery?

WHERE?: yes.

Pichu: Todoroki, I can't accept that! I have to earn this myself.

WHERE?: okay

Dadzawa: anyway, girls, come on. (yes, you too Kaminari)

Spider-Man: Hey, Kami, is there a name you've picked out yet?

Pichu: yeah, I was thinking Akari or Uzume. I'm leaning more toward Uzume.

princessbubblegumknockoff: I love our good pichu girl Uzume Kaminari.

Dadzawa: I'll begin the paperwork for getting you switched to the girls dorms if you'd like after we eat.

Pichu: Thank you, Mr. Aizawa!

Dadzawa: I have a clinging pokemon daughter and I couldn't be happier.

princessbubblegumknockoff: [pic of Kaminari hugging Aizawa tightly in the van]

Izukrew

11:04 PM

We Are Number One™

WHERE?: I have an idea for Kaminari.

SmolMight: I'm all ears.

WHERE?: before that happens.

WHERE? has added WHAT? to Izukrew

WHERE?: where does Kaminari work, Bakugo?

WHAT?: Heiwa to Chowa in Kamino. Evening shift from 5 to 10 every day. I have a feeling I know what you and your brother are planning, Fireball.

WHAT?: And I greatly approve of what you're planning. Uzume is a stubborn woman, she won't accept help if she's put her mind to doing it herself. She's only got the last 300 dollars from the cost of the surgery to cover.

WHERE?: Good, thank you. I shall plan accordingly. Touya starts the same shift tomorrow so I have an excuse to be there if questioned.

WHAT?: I'm leaving now. I'll be there to watch at her shift start tomorrow. You better be nice to her.

WHERE?: I may be gay but I know how to treat women, I drink my respecting women juice every morning.

WHAT?: Good, drink your respecting women juice or else I'll explode your face.

WHAT?: With that lovely sentiment.

WHAT? has left Izukrew

9.8: I feel like I just watched a back-alley deal and I love it.

SmolMight: You get used to it. That's just how Kacchan and Shocchan interact with each other now that they're friends.

9.8: Kamino made you two scary close.

WHERE?: we're also pretty close with Shinsou and Bakugo had a real bonding moment with Touya.

WHERE?: you bond pretty well with a person when you're trapped together and happen to have your periods at the same time while kidnapped.

9.8: you got me there.

Emergency Exit: Todoroki, are you going to take money out of your father's card to pay for Kaminari's surgery?

WHERE?: you're getting it Iida. you are correct, that's exactly what I'm doing.

Emergency Exit: Then I shall go with you to make sure you don't do anything stupid.

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factual-fantasy · 4 years

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Got 11 more asks for ya’ll. Weird Dragster fact down below. :}

Escort’s Ducky is named, “Escort’s Ducky”.

And Suburban’s Ducky is named, “Suburban’s Ducky”.

In real life, Red Vans transmission is broken. It no longer allows her to shift into drive, she cant drive forward basically.

Her character was attacked and both of her knees were brutally damaged. This makes it very difficult to walk and she requires a cane of sorts. When she transforms into her alt mode, her injury's for some reason do not allow her to drive forward.

Because her alt mode doesn’t function properly, she cannot leave the base..

Thank you! I’m so glad and surprised that you like them! I know some of them had stories.. let me see if I can remember..

Emily and Lucas!...... They..... ..... were mutant experiments..? Uh.. that’s all I got, heh, uh., keep in mind that these characters are VERY old..

Cristine and Casey are basically female versions of Stanley and Stanford. I wanted to take the character dynamic that the Stan's had and the twin idea and build my own characters off of it. That’s about it,

I don’t think I can tell you what’s up with this. These characters are dummy old and were found in one of my old elementary school folders I think.

I feel like Zircon had the most story built out of all the characters, but I cant remember what it was.. I think redesigned him several times..?

Skittle was a weird and ugly rat creature that I drew a long time ago. I colored his face rainbow and gave him a horn. When I later wanted to redraw him, I thought all the weird colors just weren't going to work. So I made him an all white creature that had painted on these strange colors. He wanted to mimic someone he looked up to, maybe she always wore colorful clothing? He glued the horn to his head and colored his face all different colors. Maybe to mimic makeup? All he wanted was to be pretty and colorful. Just like her.

That’s... uh.. all I got really. Sorry, they’re very old.. But hey, you know? I may not remember the these characters stories, but I’m sure the some of the others in the folder might have something. ;} Feel free to ask if interested!

Well, Vega’s overheating is a canonical thing that he deals with, in the story and in real life. I don’t see why it cant be. Unless I’m not understanding the question?

You see, the problem with the Vega is that his engine fits really snug in his engine compartment, so his engine gets hotter a lot faster. This would be fine if he had a proper radiator, but he doesn’t. His radiator may be the right size, but its made of steel. Radiators that are made of steel don’t cool engines down very well. He needs an aluminum radiator to be able to drive without burning up.

Buuutt,, you know.. money an all.. at least the on the bright side is that he’s not a daily driver and it rarely gets really hot where I live. So he’s okay most of the time.

So the car can usually handle this problem, but the character? Vega is a soldier. He’s constantly running and moving and shooting and jumping and blah blah blah. Do you know how fast he would get too hot? Pretty darn fast. Plus, sometimes he overheats just by walking around normally, movement heats him up, and his radiator just isn’t gonna cut it.

If you want to incorporate his overheating into your drawings, go for it. I cant see a reason not to let you. Its a canonical thing he has to deal with, so go ahead and draw it. :}

Oh no, honey, Vega is going to need MUCH more than just a measly little scarf to keep him warm. XD

Also, now that I just remembered it, you want to know something weird about the Dragsters?

Lets say its 50 degrees outside okay? Escort, Vega and both Dragsters are lined up outside in the cold.

Escort would struggle pretty bad to start up and he would rattle quite a bit. But eventually he would start up and stay running.

Vega would take several attempts to start. It would take forever but eventually he would be able to idle with a very rough shiver to him.

The Dragsters however.. they would take a LONG time to start, but eventually they would. Now, after idling for 5 minutes? They would both overheat and shut down because they’re too hot. That’s what happens then your engine is half your collective body weight and you don’t have a radiator. XD

Thank you so so much for all the kind words! And I don’t mind the nickname goopy.. Just don’t overuse it XD

I’m glad I was able to help you feel a little better, I’m not always that great with my words.. anyway, I’m just glad I could help. :}

And you know? Maybe you don’t have to swim, Humans float you know. Maybe you just got to stick it out and you’ll start to float up? You know, like, maybe things will get better on their own? That’s how it happened for me at least. I don't know.. Sorry <XD Anyway, I’m glad I helped a little.

Aww that’s so sweet! Thank you! :D ... But I don't think I’m ever going to try that again..

I tried once, and I never finished it. I cant commit to something so big, I’ve tried, but nothing ever sticks with me that long.

*You put the hot chocolate in the puddle and build a pillow fort over it*

*The hot chocolate disappeared*

*You hear a “thank you!” and then slurping*

*You slide the pie into the puddle*

*The pie disappeared*

*You hear a “thank you!” and then a munching sound beneath the puddle*

Are they? Huh, I didn’t know that.. I guess it is? :/

#my response #transformer ocs #my ocs

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batbobsession · 4 years

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So I saw the Hunchback of Notre Dame to alleviate the isolation...

Spoilers ahead.

With @lumiereswig‘s recent reblog of her Hadestown experience, I thought I’d share a musical that I saw virtually—the Hunchback of Notre Dame. This was not a Disney adaptation, I repeat, they took the good stuff from the movie and then told the story straight from the book.

And oh my gosh, it got dark, so spoilers ahead.

Frollo got humanized and it makes him more terrifying. First off, he’s played by Patrick Page, who, thanks to my recent research, plays Hades in Hadestown, and if that doesn’t draw parallels I don’t know what will

Anyway, Frollo has a brother who is actually a good person and elopes with a Roma woman. Frollo finds him dying and he gives Frollo his child, who is disfigured, and Frollo, giving us the first reason why we should hate him, tells his dying brother “wow, this thing is a monster because of your sins” and then his brother dies.

Of course, they sing the Dies Irae directly after—an indirect foreshadowing of Frollo’s death by Quasimodo’s hands

“The saints blessed him and the monsters protected him.” my GOODNESS what a line!

And my gosh, the way they introduce Quasimodo is so freaking genius. Michael Arden comes out like any regular man and then SMEARS HIS FACE WITH BLACK PAINT as Frollo ties the hump to his back (THE SYMBOLISM THERE OMG) and the bells descend from the curtains above as the chorus swells.

Also the chorus plays the statues and each one has its own personality. It’s so obvious that the statues’ voices are all Quasimodo’s inner psyche tugging him one way and then the other, and every time they speak they use small bells or cymbals to accent their words.

Also Quasimodo can barely speak…UNTIL HE SINGS. Arden has such an amazing, youthful voice, and I could feel his anxiety for freedom in “Out There.”

And then Frollo comes upstairs and RUINS EVERYTHING. He uses this kind but CONDESCENDING tone that just makes me want to throw something. Instead of ABC’s, Frollo tells Quasimodo the story of the flight into Egypt, when Mary, Joseph, and baby Jesus fled from the persecution of the firstborn and were protected by St. Aphrodisius—MORE FORESHADOWING. But they are so RUDELY interrupted by the Feast of Fools, and on that note

Phoebus is actually a cocky SOB—like sure, they sent me in just in case the festival goes awry, but all I’m really here for are the ladies, rest and recreation!

AND THEN CLOPIN SHOWS UP and introduces ESMERELDA and she dances and Phoebus is like “I’ve seen the face of an angel! I’ve been forever changed!”

With Quasimodo’s arrival they announce the contest for the king of fools, and that scene is pulled straight from the movie. Aside from a few little details, they didn’t change much.

And after all that Esmerelda chases him down and tries to apologize, but is stopped by Frollo, who’s like “ew, I know your kind, you practice dark magic” and Esmerelda’s like “if I had magic, I’d use it to save my people!” and Frollo is like “well shoot she’s smart” and then gets tempted

Esmerelda says something very Christian-like and Frollo is like “oh, you wish to be saved? Stay until the end of the service I’d be happy to teach you” and leaves and she sings “God Help the Outcasts” and holy moly does Ciara Renee have a voice or what

But at the end of the song she sees Quasimodo watching her and runs after him, and the statues are yelling at him to find a place to hide, quickly, quickly, she’ll see you

But she finds him and finds out he’s nearly deaf because of all the bells he’s been ringing all his life. He tells her he was talking to his friends and then berates himself, and Esmerelda’s like “No, that’s wonderful, I like your friends.” And Quasimodo’s face just lights up and immediately starts ringing the bells and telling them to sing for her—if that’s not the most wonderful show of affection I don’t know what is.

They both sing “The Top of the World” and throughout the whole thing Quasimodo slowly realizes that she’s not going to berate him like Frollo would and you just see him become more and more animated throughout the song. At the end of the song she kisses him on the cheek and you can tell, you can tell that’s the first time he’s been kissed at all

And then Frollo comes upstairs and RUINS EVERYTHING. “Quasimodo what were you doing ringing the bells off-schedule?” He turns and sees Esmerelda and is all like “oh, I thought you had left! I can still teach you the ways of the church, just stay here forever.” And Esmerelda, bless her soul, actually turns him down politely. “I don’t think this is a good idea.” Frollo reaches for her hand and she backs away. “I see the way you look at me.”

Frollo jumps back like he’s been stung by the most overdramatic wasp in the world “hOW DARE YOU! Your soul is so unclean you can’t see goodness in others!” And calls the guards on her.

And then he berates Quasimodo for having impure thoughts and the gargoyles whisper around him, like snakes in the shadows as Quasimodo promises to never again think about her.

AND THEN STALKS HER TO A TAVERN. Okay, it’s indirect but stalking all the same. And watches Esmerelda and Phoebus fall in love.

Then we get into Heaven’s Light, and Quasimodo has seen the true face of God, because there is a human down there who isn’t afraid of him, who touched his face and suddenly the darkness is filled with light, a light so bright it must be from Heaven…

And the next song is literally the flipside of Heaven’s Light; while Quasimodo sings about how pure and open Esmerelda was to him, Frollo clutches Esmerelda’s scarf and sings of Hellfire. And I mean, Hellfire was the most dramatic part of the movie for me, so this part was a little underwhelming…but Page carried that entire scene. My GOODNESS his voice. And him stumbling around as the saints look down on him and berate him while Frollo just keeps repeating “It’s not my fault!” Like, you can tell he believes what he says but he knows there’s evil in him now (I mean, there was evil in him before, but the sneaky kind) as the lights slowly change from blue to red, closing in on him until everything is bathed in a hellish glow…

And for the rest of the musical he wears a black and red cape over his otherwise white robes, showing how he has fallen and is acting on his own urges.

He visits the prison—literally swoops in like a bat from hell with his new cape—and King Louis XI is there overlooking the prison and he just looks at Frollo and goes “oH! My astrologer told me I would have an unexpected guest!” Frollo just…. dies inside. I lost it.

Anyway he manipulates the king to give the church military power and now soldiers are going left and right searching for Esmerelda; they come to a brothel and the women refuse to talk and Frollo’s like “fine, burn it down.” and Phoebus is like “whoa, hell no.” and Frollo shrugs, stabs him in the back, and blames Esmerelda

We interrupt this moment to remind you that everyone in the chorus is literally an angel and together they sound like an actual cathedral choir, thank you for your time.

Meanwhile Quasimodo’s like “oh shoot, what do I do? I want to protect her” and the statues tell him to go after her, find her and protect her like St. Aphrodisius protected Mary. Quasimodo is still unsure, but St. Aphrodisius himself comes out of his stained-glass window and gives Quasimodo his blessing (and a bit of unneeded comedy along with it).

Esmerelda makes Quasimodo take care of Phoebus, Quasimodo lies to Frollo for the first time, and Frollo’s like, well, we found her hideout, we attack at dawn.

Phoebus and Quasimodo have the same chemistry in the musical as they do in the movie. “You can barely speak!” “You can hardly walk!” Their arguments are funny, but just like the movie, Clopin finds them and is like “well, they’re gonna hang!” Esmerelda stops it, and Frollo shows up and RUINS EVERYTHING.

Frollo has her locked up, he confesses his love in literally one of the most horrifying ways a person can confess. He starts out soft, believing that he can save her, rescue her from dark magic and be her sanctuary forever. He says Esmerelda has made him feel human…and then tries to force her to kiss him. She strikes him. “Help, a demon! Help me, please!” (FINALLY, someone shows him the respect he deserves)

Phoebus and Esmerelda grieve over what’s going to happen, and when they sang “Someday” I cried.

But the song that shook me to my very core was “Made of Stone” where Quasimodo is tied to a post while the statues plead for him to do something and Quasimodo yells back, “I’ve wasted my faith believing in saints of plaster, but the only one worth believing in was my master”

“Take all the dreams you’ve sown, take all your lies and leave me alone!”

“All right, Quasimodo, we’ll leave you alone All right, Quasimodo, we’ll trouble you no longer You’re right, Quasimodo, we’re only made of stone We just thought that you were made of something stronger.”

And when he sings the last line….HOLY. HELL. I just…I don’t have words for that.

But he quickly changes his mind and rescues Esmerelda from the fire. The choir swells again, singing the Dies Irae, as Quasimodo lays waste to the crowd outside Notre Dame with giant rocks and molten lead. Phoebus rallies the crowd into rebellion. As chilling as this scene is, I think “Oh, now it’s gonna be like the movie, right?” NO.

She dies. The smoke got to her or something. But she definitely dies. And Quasimodo’s talk with Frollo doesn’t end with Frollo pulling a knife. It’s sad, and slow, and Quasimodo finally comes to the terms with the abuse he’s been living with while they both grieve over her death in different ways. The shock on Quasimodo’s face as Frollo repeats the same pious talk of sanctuary just after killing someone…at this point, I want Frollo dead, obviously.

And so does Quasimodo. He stands up straight for the first time and we see…he’s taller than Frollo, and that scares him. “The wicked shall not go unpunished,” he says. “The wicked shall not go unpunished,” echo the statues. The Dies Irae swells one final time as Quasimodo drags Frollo to the balcony, lifts him up—“I told you, master. I am very strong.”

“You don’t want to hurt me!” Yes you do, whisper the monsters.

“Quasimodo raised his two huge hands, and with a great bellow threw his master over the edge of the roof and into the abyss below!” And I am chilled to the bone. Thanks for that.

And then Phoebus arrives cuz he missed everything. He can’t even lift her up, and they’re both grieving.

Then the chorus—they are seriously the best chorus in the history of ever—approach Quasimodo one at a time, smearing black paint on their faces and hunching over. Quasimodo sets Esmerelda down and turns his back to the audience. The ghost of Quasimodo’s mother sings for him. Esmerelda gets up and walks through the doors to eternal salvation. She turns back to look at him. He stands up and faces the audience, no longer hunched over, not a speck of paint on his face.

“What makes a monster, and what makes a man?”

And the chorus swells, and they all bow, and I want to see it again. So I watch it again, because that’s the beauty of the digital age.

#The Hunchback of Notre Dame #musical #patrick page #michael arden #ciara renee

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Finished another OC drawing because I dunno I just felt like it. I’m thinking his name is gonna be Oliver cause it feels like it fits. He’s a cheery cinnamon roll and is also very chill. He also likes painting a lot. (I tried getting that across by making his scarf look like a paintbrush.) And now Im going to tell the entirety of the story I have hidden deep in my notes app for context and because I feel like it, so that’s what I’ll do. Ok, disclaimer, this is going to sound very dumb, and that’s because it is. So pretty much, the world is like ours, but in the future after most people are dead. But like a really long time ago there was magic and stuff, but everyone stopped using it because technology was better in almost every way. So eventually everyone forgot about it. In about present time though, there was one girl who had magic left, who you’ll hear about a little later. Then humanity died out because of over population and pollution everywhere and everyone starving to death etc. So the story starts with the girl from earlier, who we’ll call Ashley for now, being woken up from her 860 something year slumber since she sealed herself in a cave. Pretty much, Ashley can’t age or die. She’ll always look 13, no matter how old she actually is. So, she sealed herself into a cave so she wouldn’t have to watch everyone she loves die as she is forced to keep living forever and that cycle continuing. I’m just realizing how dark this, is I really haven’t changed my writing style since 4th grade huh? Anyway Vivian who is the girl I posted a drawing of earlier wakes up Ashley. Ashley is all dazed and confused and Vivian explains what happened to humanity and that magic is a completely normal thing now. It’s been about two to three centuries since the apocalypse first happened and the survivors have since made a promise to never use technology again. The plot kinda kicks in when Vivian asks if Ashley if she can help defeat three thieves stealing from her dad’s potion shop. Ashley accepts and they get out of the cave and go to Vivian’s hometown. They find the criminals: Oliver, Leon and Silas and they fight. That’s all I have so far. I’m thinking I’m going to draw Silas and redraw Ashley and probably give her a new name.

#oc art #original character #traditional art

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infinitiesofbooks · 5 years

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Me rambling about S3 and being an emotional mess

Okay, I have feelings and I need to talk about them. This is not a constructive analysis or anything this is just me talking about SOME of my favorite clips from season 3 of Skam France because it's the end and i'm emotional.

I knew this season would be awesome from the second I saw the trailer.It was genius and I still watch it sometimes because wow.I love that we saw the I saw you the first day of school scene. I love that we were all fooled into believing it was Lucas. Because he's the main and i also think because of the clothes, that's something Isak could wear. But little did we know they were making their own thing.

"T'es pas comme les autres" + adding to this the minute par minute talk

Skam is a very emotional show, with very emotional scenes but I didn't cry cry as much as everyone did. And it's okay obviously. I teared up, thought I was going to die because of the pain, internally sobbed during the whole season. (For me it's 50/50 or I cry a LOT or I just can't because I just have too many emotions and my body is just dying, but it doesn't diminish the pain oh no) But the only two times where I really really really cried were during T'es pas comme les autres and the minute par minute talk. For mpm, I was expecting it. This is my favorite quote of the Skam universe, I use it everyday and it really helped me dealing with mental illness. I knew hearing it in my native language would wreck me. I was tearing up during the whole clip but I just bursted into tears when Lucas said it.

But I was not expecting the "T'es pas comme les autres" clip. I remember watching it, sobbing, thinking what the hell is happening to me. It's a mixture of Lucille's speech, the piano music (i tear up everytime i listen to it) and the images of Eliott. this.was.too.much.for.me. But I love this clip with all of my heart, and I cry as much everytime I rewatch it but I love it.

The piano scene

This scene. This freaking scene. It's unique,it's beautiful, it's a masterpiece. I have a thing with piano, it always gets me emotional and it's my favorite instrument, and I listen to piano music every day.But.this. this was incredible. And it's a scene nobody expected and wow it had so much impact. I can't find the words about how much I love this scene. And I won't ever be able to forget the T'es Suprenant. I remember not being able to sleep after this scene because I couldn't get over it.

Intervention

This is one of my favorite clip. First the acting, Axel how how how? I also love how it's as much as a sad clip as an hopeful one. Yes, it's sad but Mika and Manon are here for Lucas, he finally has support, and it's the clip where things are changing , Lucas starts accepting himself in the next clip and it's beautiful. And also some things that were said in this clip hit me so strongly and I think about them everyday.

Viens on en parle pas

god. Manon coming to Lucas? Her crying ? Him conforting her? And then when he started to cry my heart broke. This was powerful and I'm so glad this clip exists.

Also I didn't talk about Le premier, Combien de Lucas dans l'Univers, the painting/fucking, french o helga natt,not because I don't love them, because I freaking do, they're in my top 10,or even 5 clips (especially combien de lucas, if I did a top 3 it would be here with the piano scene and T'es pas comme les autres (this clip did something to me okay?) and the parallel universe talk with the music behind always get me so so so so emotional and tearing up) but because I've already talk so much about them and said pretty much everything I wanted to say.

Special mentions to Eliott following Lucas on instagram. So many of the instas udpdates are pure gold, so so so many, but I don't think I freaked out more in my entire life than the day Eliott followed Lucas. I literaly went home walking because I had too many feelings and needed to calm down.

Also a little list of my fav things from watching S3

-Lucas & the girl squad. Every. Single. Interaction.

-the millions french words the international fandom is now saying (please don't use them in french class)

-moi c'est Eliott + I can still remember Maxence and his chocolates bars on his insta story being so excited about the clip

-Lucas stalking Eliott

-the whole foyer subplot

-P. O. L. A. R. I. S

I got so emotional over a gifset the other day with the first kiss and O helga natt with the polaris quote

And the fandom becoming astronomers

-Alexia being a bisexual queen

-the dubstep is still making me laugh especially Lucas listening to it and saying he's into it to Chloé

-the unsubtleness. cf : how would you draw me

-Lucas and the marks on his cheeks during the foyer party

-i have an unhealthy obsession with the call your girlfriend scene, seriously, how many times can i watch a clip before it gets weird? Also when the music change when Eliott looks up ahhhhh

-Pas forcément une meuf (and the whole I want to be in a relationship thing ), I have a tattoo appointment to put this on my forehead.

-The whole Grillé clip was gold

-I love Pecholand too, it's so funny to rewatch because ahhh we knew it. Also just Lucas's voice when he's changing the subject from Eliott to something else. Everytime I watch it, I have this feeling, you know, when someone or something is brought up and you start panicking a little inside and you try to stay calm and like nothing is affecting but you're still trying to change the subject. It's a very specific feeling and he NAILED it, the tone of his voice is exactly exactly this.

-The beginning of Phase de Latence (ending ?? What ending?? This clip ends when Lucas steps out of the classroom)

-Emma and her lava lamp. Emma, my love. I see so much of me and my friends in Emma, and the more we have the more I love her. She just seems so real to me.

-The Isak reference

-Arthur&Basile + Daphné + Yann + Imane reaction and talk after Lucas coming out

-the J'ai tué ma mère ref. I knew it. I wanted it. They delivered. Thank you.

-the reaction to the mural monday morning omg. I really thought they were going to repaint it after. But these idiots didn't and they didn't even try denying anything. And I would have bet Daphné would have killed them but I'm glad she loved it.

-Eliott + Imane

-The boy squad Fangirl™ Moment to Elu. I wanna tattoo their faces on my face.

-Them hanging out in the park. This felt so nostalgic to me. It's exactly how I spent my 1ère afternoons in high school, lying in the grass with my friends, reading, talking and it's some of my best memories.

-Elu shotgunning omg

-Emma Manon and Lucas drunk = incredible

-Basile speechs and supporting Boy Squad

-Lucas and his mom AND THE FREAKING PIANO WHEN HE WROTE THE TEXT

-Him defending the mural, Imane being a queen and then Daphné after too

-Leave a light on hahahaha

-the realness of J'ai pas besoin de toi (just wanted to say, i'm still singing Joyce Jonathan every time, just because of the title, not any signification)

-Lucas and Eliott being THAT annoying couple

-All the drawings

-Raccons and hedgehog

-the acting. I just can't see Axel and Maxence, no matter how hard I try (i just tried it for the sake of this point and I just can't, they don't exist when filming)

-David making me cry with his instagram posts

-every single update from instagram

-David changing his profil pics and the fandom loosing it

-the scarf™

-Just everything the cast did. I could make a whole separate post for that.

-Wednesdays

-All the times we were fooled

-THE FREAKING JE T'AIME I'M STILL NOT OVER IT

-Eliott counting the minutes he's been appart from Lucas in the last clip, that dork

I feel like i'm forgetting so so many things, but I can't write down everything, especially the fandom stuffs and how much we freaked out over everything, and all the debates and theories but this has been my favorite part

I'm so glad for this season, and it had been an incredible ride. I also think i would not be this attached to it if I didn't discuss the clips with everybody on tumblr everyday. Thank you. You all made this special.

I wanted to start tagging people but the list was getting way way way too long and I'm afraid to forget someone and also the less people see my rambling the better it is. But if we talked even once,or if we’re mutuals, or If I liked your posts or you liked mine, i love you. So i'm just gonna thank my two friends I talk everyday with.

@praecise we've been talking since the beginning of the season and I'm so glad i was on that ride with you, you're the best

@aspewofnonsense we started really talking only after but i'm so so glad we did and i can't wait to meet you in may

I'm a really nostalgic person and I hate endings, and even if it's also a beginning because you bet i'm gonna follow S4 with the same energy ( I was already so hyped just by seeing Imane at the end of the last clip) , it's the end of Lucas pov and I will forever miss him. And seeing everybody in the tag saying goodbye and thank you to our boy ahhhh. Watching this season was an unique experience and it was so special. But i can't believe this is over. This morning i was listening to music when Remember attacked me without my consent and i started full on sobbing. The whole day i felt almost sick because i knew it was the end, in my last class i was really really feeling bad i couldn't do anything. But after the clip i was sad but also so much happy. I'm so thankful for this season and for Lucas's story.

(Also after the last clip, i was sitting on the ground in the train watching the landscape through the windows as the sun was setting, thinking about everything ,poetic cinema right there)

This afternoon I was like I should be less dramatic. But fuck it, I like being 300% invested in this. Being inside a fandom is my favorite thing.

I feel like I could never say everything I want to say, but (i was listening to music and my song just say i just wanna say thank you as I was writing this yes that's exactly this song) I just wanna say thank you. <3

#skam france #skam france season 3 #lucas lallemant #Eliott demaury #Elu #Me rambling

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derpyslurpy-da-derp-master · 5 years

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First things first, I’d like to thank not only God but also Jesus. Secondly, I feel like I’m about to faint. Thirdly, hELL TO THE FUCK YEAH!!!

I’ll go in order of the team itself, that means we’re starting with Ruby!

First thing I noticed is the fact that Ruby has gloves now. Not just any gloves, fingerless gloves. Call me a dork but I find that incredibly badass, and having them makes sense because, you know, Atlas is freezing. Secondly the baby has shorts now, thank GOD. Anti upskirt technology can only take you so far and now this is an actual practical combat skirt. Also belts. Lots of belts happen. Ruby’s wearing some sort of undershirt under her corset now! That’s awesome, she won’t get cold from that open section of her clothes anymore! Her boots look a lot more practical to, no more stupidly long laces that’d make taking them on and off really hard, especially in the snow. Also she’s wearing tights again like in V1 which is a nice callback to that! I do NOT however like how the shading is very heavy around her right eye because I have the feeling that implies something really awful since nobody else had shading that strong or concentrated. Ruby please keep both your eyes this volume I beg of you-

What I also don’t like is apparently her hair looks like that not because of wind but her hair does change this Volume which is going to kill me because due to either my Asperger’s or ADD (I’m not sure which is the culprit) significant changes in appearance give me headaches and/or anxiety, I felt it to some degree with the software shift but Ruby was the one that didn’t trigger this because she looked pretty much the same and her hair has been the one constant in design and now she’s Cloud Strife and it’s very upsetting to my subconscious

Ahem, anyways, onto Weiss!

Okay there are a lot of more important elements then this but I’m weak so first things first; SHE’S REPLACED ALL THE SAPPHIRE IN HER OUTFIT WITH RUBIES

THAT ISNT SUBTLE RT AND I LOVE YOU SO MUCH FOR IT The second biggest change is her hair which is now in a braid. This is gonna take some getting used to and is going to make drawing Weiss so much harder oh my god I CANT DRAW BRAIDS RT WHY DID YOU MAKE MY FAVORITE CHARACTER EVEN HARDER TO DRAW?? Okay moving on, I find it interesting that she’s not wearing tights or leg coverings of any kind, then again she’s an Atlas native so she can handle that. Also I love her boots, you can’t see a lot of them ‘cause rose petals and Ruby but they look suuuper cool! I love Weiss’s puffy sleeves and ESPECIALLY love how her emblem is on her shoulder now instead of a target on her back, nice symbolism hinting at the direction she’s gonna go this volume. I’m not sure how I feel about the gloves, it’s probably the fact they’re black that’s making me feel a tad uncomfortable, those things give me war flashbacks of Iris Heart... Weiss has belts for days. Belts for weeks. Belts for millennia. Where’s her Scarf? D:

Okay onto Blake

Okay i’ll start with the elephant in the room, I’m actually not particularly fond of her haircut, I mean for starters it doesn’t make sense for her to get a haircut considering where they’re going is colder and she would need the extra warmth. I don’t quite know why I don’t like it, probably a combination of my natural dislike of significant change and the fact that it seems Blake has lost those adorable curls on the sides of her hair, you know the ones.

Most likely it’ll grow on me when we see it in maya, I mean they wouldn’t have made this design choice if it actually looked bad in show and some of the fanart has made me like the idea more and more, I trust the CRWBY on this one. Blake doesn’t know how belts work but that’s fine sweetie Weiss has enough correct belts for all of us Okay her shirt is actually gonna be a big problem for Cosplayers, not because it’s complicated but because the design is meant to have a broken zipper, if the bottom part of your zipper unclasps then that’s it, you’re stuck in that shirt for the rest of your life because you can’t unzip it, you can pull the zipped up bits apart to try and get out but that’ll just leave you with wherever the zipper pull is completely and utterly stuck forever and at that point you just need to cut yourself out of the shirt. Bottom line, Blake honey please fix your zipper just looking at it gives me anxiety. Okay that’s just Yang’s V5-6 collar. Moving on. Her bLEGS have evolved to the point that her shoes are also her pants and that’s concerning.

And last but not least, onto Yang!

The first thing that set off alarm bells in my brain was SHE HAS THE OTHER HALF OF EMBER CELICA NOW?? HOLY SHIT??? The second thing that made the alarm bells get louder was HOLY SHIT HER BANDANA AND ORANGE GLOVE IS BACK BABY BEEHAW BITCHES The third thing that made my alarm bells explode was HOLY SHIT BOMBER JACKET WHAT She’s got her emblem as her belt buckle and honestly that’s genius since we’re leaning a lot more into the beehaw side of things and cowboy’s had big ol’ belt buckles Yang please don’t tell me you still have the semi boob window in the middle of Atlas honey you’re going to catch a cold Look at this new shirt and pants my dad got me- PSYCHE ITS A JUMPSUIT YOU WERE FOOLED HUH HUH HUH HA her pants radiate so much final fantasy energy its unreal. she can zip her pants into bootyshorts at any time. she spent too much time around tai. Tons of pouches and pockets for cosplayers which is awesome!

All in all, I have pretty mixed feelings about this, the only design that I love is Yang’s, it’s a really nice mix of her old look, her newer look, and a completely new style! Weiss’s actual outfit is really cool but it still feels super weird for her to have a braid, I love Ruby’s outfit but her significant hair change causes me significant discomfort, aaaand Blake’s outfit doesn’t really tickle my fancy that much. I’ll get used to all of it eventually but as of now it’s just... Yeah this is gonna be a difficult adjustment but it’s gonna happen.

#RWBY Volume 7 #RWBY Thoughts #Original

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abnormalpsychology · 5 years

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The Bully (part one)

[HAPPY VALENTINES DAY EVERYONE! Ya boi is excited bc I’m uploading my first-ever fanfic!! @joshua-rush-fanpage I hope you like it! This is part of the Valentines Day Friendom Gift Exchange. I wrote quite a lot more than I expected to, so the tag #myfanfic on here will be where you can find the rest uploaded later today. Sorry about the spacing errors— I originally wrote this in a google doc and Tumblr was being weird when I tried to fix them. I really really hope you like it! The first part is utter shit as a warning but it gets better!!! Hopefully I write more stuff soon, but here’s a little GHC to warm your hearts for now. I can’t believe I’m leaving a long, shitty, Wattpad-ass Author’s Note for the whole world to see but here we fuckin’ are. I also did not think I was the Soulmate AU type, but ALSO here we fuckin’ are. Meme mutuals please don’t think I’m lame I PROMISE IM COOL UwU. Have a lovely day even if you don’t read anything besides my ramblings. Thanks for making a community where I feel brave enough to finally post some writing I’ve worked hard on. I’m very grateful. <3 @swingsetboys Thanks so much for arranging this.]

Kids normally started thinking about their soulmates and deciphering their marks once they got their first crush, but Cyrus Goodman was different. He’d been worried about love all of his life, and the more he thought, the less sense it made. Trusting fate was generally put forward as the best way to deal with soulmate-related issues, at least before you met them, but Cyrus was finding that trusting fate was remarkably more difficult than all of the online articles and books in his parents’ offices made it sound. He wondered sometimes if he maybe was the universe’s first-ever mistake, a legendarily big screw-up, and this was a concern that was difficult to express without simultaneously concerning everyone else around him.

Cyrus’ mark was in what he had decided was the worst possible place it could be— his back. Two solid pitch-black handprints were indented into his skin so he had to twist around in the mirror to even glimpse the peculiar birthmark, like a two-year-old’s art project smushed across his skin or a crude frat party drawing etched on during a hangover was supposed represent his hope for the future and the person he was supposed to love more than anything. He’d always felt weird about it. The question that was tied most to it, the great white whale, the million-dollar-Jeopardy one, was what the situation could possibly be that would cause the mark to light up, to fill with color, when it made contact with his future spouse’s skin.

They’re gonna... push me? It was still, after years of contemplation and stomachaches, the best theory he had. The first way the person he was supposed to find eternal happiness with was by them trying to hurt him. That sure didn’t sound like love to him.

How would he make them angry? What would he do wrong?

The thought was his shadow, and the more he thought about it, the more confused he was. He didn’t want to make them angry, though! He wanted the person he was destined to spend the rest of his days with to like him right off the bat. He wanted the happy ending that everyone got.

“It’s fate,” Buffy had said and shrugged at their final summer sleepover before seventh grade began. “I mean, you can’t do anything to change it, Cy. I’m pretty sure you can’t fool the system by covering it with a tattoo. Since you always try to be as nice as possible anyway, I think you’re doing all you can.”

“Yeah.” He squinted. Maybe I’m just not good enough at being nice.

Buffy rolled her eyes, seeing through his words. “Cyrus. You really need to stop forgetting how cool you are. It’s annoying.”

“Thanks, Buffy, I just hope my soulmate understands my annoying… ness.”

“That was a joke—“

He gasped, shooting up with wide eyes. “What if I annoy them too much and that’s why they push me? What if I’m the one who ruins it?”

“Cyrus, I’m fairly certain that you would never be destined to spend your life with a total jerk. You may be weird, but that’s why soulmates love us, dummy. That’s why we love you.”

The two exchanged a smile, and Buffy reached around to squeeze his hand with her comforting smile.

“You’ll know when you see them anyway, because that’s like the whole thing. So… I don’t know. Maybe the push will be an accident or something. If it helps, I’ll personally remove the toenails if anyone who messes with you.”

“Well, I think,” Andi interjected like the voice of God from above, staring at the pair from her position of power on Cyrus’ couch. “You should stop worrying about something completely inevitable. It’s coming, like it or not.”

The boy let out a yelp and rubbed furiously at the goosebumps blooming on his skinny arms. “You didn’t have to phrase it like that, Andi!”

“Seriously,” Buffy agreed, eyes wide and unfocused. “Yikes.”

“It shouldn’t be scary. You two should really trust yourselves more. Future us will all make good decisions, I’m sure of it. Mostly. Probably.”

She leaned over to look down at her two best friends, reduced to frightened messes at the thought of someone who loved them, and deeply did not understand.

“I trust future Andi, at least. You two are weird.”

She stuck a bookmark made of old newspapers into the John Green book she was skimming, one of Bex’s favorites. She’d explained earlier about how since her older sister would be coming to visit her for the first time in practically forever, she had better know something about what she liked. Although from her various annoyed growls that echoed from above every once in a while, her friends could tell Andi’s tastes maybe differed from the latter’s.

“Real life isn’t that dramatic! Certainly isn’t as dramatic as this Augustus”—she gesticulated to the paperback copy—“thinks it is! What’s even going on in this book?”

She wrinkled her nose in disgust, setting the book down by the lamp.

“Yeah, whatever.” Buffy turned to look doubtfully over her left shoulder at her other best friend, from the spot on the calming maroon carpet where Cyrus was French-braiding her curls. “If you think all this soulmate crap will be totally drama-free, all relaxation and games, Andi, you’re kidding yourself. And it’s middle school.”

“You might want to rethink your position here,” agreed Cyrus, twirling a lock dastardly between his fingers.

A beeping sound came from the kitchen as butter filled the warm air, clashing with the rosy scent of the aromatherapy stuff Celia insisted on spraying everywhere before anyone else entered the house, even though it was just Buffy and Cyrus. They’re very well-behaved, Andi would always say, even though one was now swatting like a kitten at the other. True friendship.

“Stop that! Grow your own facial hair so you can stop using mine!”

“Low blow,” Andi commented.

“Never!” He fell backwards onto the carpet with a grunt as she attacked him with her fringe scarf, smacking her opponent with swift malice. Andi got up to go get their popcorn from the microwave, hopping easily over the destructive swarm of thrashing limbs on her floor.

The two broke apart, close to the door now. Like wrestlers, the kids sprinted to either corner of the room.

“Every time! This is why I don’t let you braid my hair, Cyrus!”

“You underestimate me! Now I have a secret weapon!”

A shadow rushed forward and cackled menacingly, a beautifully stitched pillow in shades of pink and red held aloft to decimate his friend.

“No! Bad Cyrus!” Andi scolded from the kitchen. “I made that for Bex!”

“This isn’t a Western!” Buffy yelled, hands up in surrender. “You aren’t going to tie Andi to the train tracks, no more!”

Cyrus pouted mutely, savoring the power, then conceded mercifully. “Ohhh-kay.”

“Maybe that’s why your soulmate will push you,” Buffy laughed. “You attack them, viciously, in a war of pillows.”

His face fell again, the weight of worry and insecurities returning instantly.

“Dammit.” Buffy sighed. “I’m sorry.”

“It’s fine. Maybe I will... I’d demolish them, anyway.”

The three collapsed onto the couch together once Andi returned, mutely chewing their popcorn, their feathery Cold War forgotten. They could still hear cicadas outside. It didn’t quite feel like school yet, and something about that made the night seem more important, more meaningful, and made them all the more grateful for the other people who they felt like they could tell anything.

“Soulmates are weird to think about, though,” Andi added. “I mean, it’s not something you can teach in school or anything. How one person is made for another. I think it’s pretty crazy. Although I bet Augustus and Hazel would disagree.”

“Yeah, love’s simple until you think about— like— what if they die before you meet them?” Cyrus said, the years’ worth of anxiety seeping into his words. “Assuming it isn’t a fate thing. What if you’re the first one to prove it wrong? Or… you don’t know if you like that type of person?”

“Well,” Buffy chimed in, shrugging. “I mean, people always do, so…”

The trio fell quiet.

“Like soulmates or not, we can agree the marks are freaky as hell?”

“Absolutely.”

“At least you don’t have your mark in as weird a place as me.”

“Buffs, yours is on your hand. That’s not that weird.” Cyrus reached over her back to lightly touch the white splash of color across her right palm, and she jerked it away fast as if she was scared of it going off like a bomb. “High-fives happen all the time.”

“I know, but why would future me let anyone touch my hand? That’s not allowed!” She shivered dramatically. “Ugh. Can you imagine me all… stupid and love-struck? That would be remarkably awful.”

“Middle school,” Cyrus said, nodding sagely. “It changes all who experience it.”

“Well,” Andi whispered, suddenly solemn. “I guess we’ll find out if it changes us too.”

“Guess we gotta trust that the Future Good Hair Trio will make good choices. Soulmates or otherwise.”

The three looked around.

“At least we’ll have each other. No matter who comes, we’ll at least have each other.”

#andi mack fanfic #my fanfic #andi mack #andi mack gift exchange

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ithinkthe4thkindisabuttthing · 7 years

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HEY FRIEND. Do you have any HCs about the cutest OT4 Bill/Stan/Richie/Eddie spending Christmas together?

adfjkafjas this got really long and isn’t even exactly what you asked for, i’m sorryimagine them like 17 or 18 years old but it doesn’t matter very muchi should try again with actual christmas content. also all of richie’s dumb gifts and the sweater, i found on pinterest.

-the losers are celebrating christmas eve at stan’s house-stan has convinced his parents to go out for dinner so he can have a small christmas get-together with his friends-bev, ben, and mike are going to show up an hour late to give the boyfriends some time to themselves-bill and eddie show up together, bill is carrying a bunch of presents and eddie is arguing that he could carry some of it-stan helps bill get it all to the table where stan’s presents for the losers already sit in perfectly wrapped paper-bill asks where stan’s hannukah decorations are-eddie frowns at bill like “hannukah’s over already”-bill feels kinda bad that he didn’t know that but stan doesn’t really care-“don’t worry about it, bill, its not a big deal”-“i just f-feel like a shitty b-b-boyfriend, i didn’t even nuh-know”-richie has the ugliest christmas sweater anyone has ever seen-i’m talking green and red patterned with a christmas unicorn throwing up candy-stan almost closes the door in richie’s face when he sees it-“what the hell are you wearing”-“its festive, stanley”-richie dumps a bunch of presents on the table and goes to kiss each of his boyfriends-bill laughs at the sweater and lets richie kiss him-eddie physically recoils at the sight of the sweater and won’t let richie near him-richie turns to stan but stan’s like “i’m not kissing you while you’re wearing that”-richie announces if they hate it so much, they’re welcome to take it off him ;)-stan, deadpan: “we don’t have enough time for that, rich”-richie thinks that’s funny and manages to steal a kiss from stan-then richie wants his presents! and starts pawing through the pile on the table-eddie argues they should wait for everyone else-stan thinks they should let richie do what he wants cause he’ll be annoying otherwise-richie makes a point of placing the gift from eddie back in the pile-eddie is actually kind of touched that richie compromised-but richie’s already ripping into stan’s present so eddie never says so-the losers have agreed on a 5 dollar limit per present cause there’s so many people to buy gifts for, so richie’s not really expecting anything spectacular-its a bunch of post-it notes on a binder ring-richie is puzzled until he starts flipping through them and finds they say things in stan’s neat handwriting like “good for one date at the arcade,” “good for one sleepover,” “good for one (ONE!!) visible hickey”-“couldn’t just do sex coupons, huh, stan?”-“don’t make me regret giving you that, rich”-bill takes the post-it notes to read through them when richie goes to kiss stan thanks-stan indulges him, then richie is straight back to the table to open his gift from bill-its a keychain of bucky the beaver-“oh, very funny, bill”-bill thinks it *is* funny and he accepts his thank you kiss from richie with grace-eddie figures richie might as well open his gift then-richie doesn’t give eddie a chance to change his mind and tears into the wrapping paper-its a framed photo of richie and eddie from prom, the one the photographer takes when couples come in; they had to say they were friends but they linked their arms together and they’re smiling like goofs; richie hadn’t even realized eddie went back to get the photo-eddie is super embarrassed when richie gives him a more forceful kiss than stan and bill got-“get away from me with that ugly ass sweater, richie”-richie takes his post-it notes from bill and holds up the picture frame and post-it notes like “take notes, bill, this is the kind of corny shit you get your boyfriends”-“wh-whatever, the k-keychain r-reminded me of you”-richie sets all his presents safely on the corner of the table and tosses the gifts he got his boyfriends to each of them-the presents have literally the worst and lumpiest wrap job they’ve ever seen-stan picks at a lifted corner of the paper, frowning-“it won’t win awards for beauty, stan, just open it”-bill and eddie watch stan open his present first cause they want an idea of what richie might have gotten them-its a bag of goldfish crackers with a paper taped onto the front that reads “YOU’RE A CATCH”-stan is trying not to smile cause that is the lamest thing he’s ever seen-but richie demands a thank you kiss and stan gives it-bill has a bag of gummy bears with a note that says “LIFE without YOU is unBEARable”-bill laughs and pulls richie over for the thank you kiss-eddie expects something he can’t eat but its a container of peanuts with the note, “I’M TOTALLY NUTS ABOUT YOU”-richie’s not gonna tell eddie he spent like an extra 15 minutes at the grocery store trying to find something kind of healthy that eddie might eat that was still pun-able-but eddie suspects and gives richie a kiss again, tho he immediately shoos richie away cause “that sweater is gonna fucking blind me, where did you even get that”-stan gives bill and eddie their gifts from him next-“we might as well, guys”-they each get post-it notes on a binder ring as well-bill’s say things like “good for one outdoor adventure” and “good for one afternoon picnic & makeout session”-eddie’s say things like “good for one movie date with hand-holding” and “good for one full sleepover night of snuggling”-eddie is kind of emotional about it and gives stan a hug-bill waits patiently to kiss stan thank you-eddie gives bill and stan their gifts-more framed photos!!-bill’s is a strip from a photobooth that eddie has had forever of them laughing and bill kissing eddie on the cheek-stan’s is a picture stan’s mom took of him and eddie on prom night, where stan is helping eddie fix his tie and eddie is looking at stan with a little too much adoration (stan’s mom never did catch on; she was just shocked such handsome boys didn’t have dates to prom!)-“th-this is really sweet, eddie”-eddie is blushing when he gets his thank you kisses-richie pinches eddie’s cheek after-eddie slaps richie’s hand away-bill is kind of feeling bad about his presents now as he hands ‘em over to stan and eddie-“i d-didn’t know wh-what else to get with f-five b-bucks”-its more keychains-stan’s is a penguin wearing a little christmas scarf-eddie’s is a christmas-themed train-“th-they d-didn’t have m-much selection on th-those”-stan assures bill that its lovely and gives a thank you kiss-when eddie goes in for his thank you kiss, bill doesn’t lean down, which is annoying cause bill is the tallest of them and eddie is the shortest-but eddie just grabs bill’s shirt collar and yanks him down for the kiss-“seriously, bill, richie is rubbing off on you”-“s-sorry, i just w-wanted to see what you’d do”-everyone sets their gifts aside (they’ll show 'em off to the other losers later) and stan gets them to help him set up for their lil party-stan has spent most his day making bunches of christmas desserts and he rented shitty holiday movies from blockbuster-bill and eddie are pretty helpful getting the desserts set out-richie switches between stealing cookies and stealing kisses-bev, ben, and mike show up together-bev brought mistletoe and makes mike put it up in some of the doorways-this got too long to go into all the gifts but richie’s are all food puns, bill got everyone keychains, eddie has pictures for everyone, stan got the rest of the losers I.O.U.s to the movie theater, bev got each of her boys a cheap eyeshadow pallet and swore she’d do all their makeup, ben made them all friendship bracelets (of course everyone put them on immediately and made fun of him for being such a cute sap), and mike drew something special for each of them (bill is a better artist than mike but mike is pretty good; bill is super jealous that he didn’t think to draw for his losers)-they’re supposed to go home that night but all seven of them end up crashing in the uris’ living room-if stan’s parents think its weird how close stan sleeps with some of his friends, they don’t say anything-in the morning, eddie forgot about the mistletoe and gets stuck under it with ben-ben kisses eddie on the cheek-richie immediately bounds over to get under the mistletoe with eddie but eddie’s not gonna kiss richie before he brushes his teeth-richie settles for a kiss on the cheek-eddie has to get home asap because his mom was not happy when he called her the night before to say he wasn’t coming home, so he hugs richie and bill goodbye, and since stan is still sleeping, he very softly kisses stan on the forehead before he leaves-the rest of the losers spend their morning at the uris’ house-stan’s parents aren’t used to a bunch of kids celebrating christmas in their home but they put on breakfast and let them have their fun

#it #bill denbrough #stan uris #richie tozier #eddie kaspbrak #stenbrough #bichie #kaspbrough #stozier #steddie #reddie #tag: my hc

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chickenstab · 7 years

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Will you tell us more about your OCs? What are their stories?

i’m pissed off and grumpy and i’m gonna make this 10000x longer than it needs to be specifically to piss off the anon that wanted me to stop sharing my art of my characters so here goes

This guy’s name is Teddy. He’s the nicest person you’ll ever meet. He likes puppies and space and snuggling.

When he was 15, he moved from Chile to the US, where he and his family now reside. However, upon turning 18, he has since moved out to a town over. He still keeps in contact with his parents nearly every day, and he loves them plenty. His parents worked very hard to be able to afford those arms of his. He didn’t want to burden them any further, so as soon as he got them at the age of 17, he immediately started working towards living on his own.

He’s a very hard and committed worker. He has tried very hard to become fluent in English since he’s moved to the US. Spanish is his first language! Living in a small secluded area meant he never had the need to learn English as a second language early on, so it’s still a struggle for him sometimes. But look at him now! 21 and fluent.

Also, remember when I mentioned his arms? Do you see?? have you noticed???? he has robot arms. Wow! This is because he does not have real arms. Not anymore, at least. He lost them when he was 12. Unfortunately for Teddy, the touchy and contact heavy person that he is, he cannot feel with his robotic arms. So he’s a very sad man. In fact, he’s very hesitant to touch things at all, even if he cannot feel what he may want to touch.

He’s not allowed to touch the dogs at work. He works at an animal shelter, doing heavy lifting in the back. He can lift a lot of things because of his arms! Such a strong boy! But in turn, he needs to keep his body mass up to support the weight and constant stress of his arms. So he’s got a nice bod. Whoever he’s dating must feel very lucky.

This is Hazel. He’s feels very lucky, because he’s dating Teddy. However, every other aspect of his life he’s not as keen on. He’s a very grumpy man.

Hazel is not 100% my own character. He was created by my friend. This does not mean I love him any less. If anything, I probably draw him the most. He probably wouldn’t like that fact if he knew it, though. Because he’s, as previously stated, a grouch. He gets into fights, he hates most of the people he lives with, and he’s known to seclude himself from time to time. To most people, he might seem like an elusive asshole.

But, this doesn’t mean he doesn’t have a nice side. Aside from being a bit rowdy, he’s a rather caring person underneath. So long as he cares for you, he will turn out to be a rather attentive listener, and will fight on your behalf. He’s not a very good fighter, for as many fights as he gets into, so let’s hope that doesn’t happen.

Speaking of fighting, and just in general being rather bad at it– He’s a man to worry about! Always coming home with a black eye or a broken nose. Who wouldn’t want to care about him? I certainly would!

While not as much of a softy as his boyfriend, he is probably the most physically softest boy around. Look at him! Such fluffy hair! Such poofy clothes! And his skin??? oh, BABY BUTT SOFT! Such a pleasant man to look at. (Just don’t stare for too long, because he’ll probably punch you)

This lovely man’s name is Harley. He’s tall and doesn’t say much, and he’s always coughing for some reason. He’s also quite the memer.

He doesn’t have much to do with the other two, other than the fact that he lives under the same roof as them. He lives in a house with five other people! Wow! That’s a lot! While in his own home, he’s well known, he’s probably not seen too often. Moreso because he tends to be very quiet. But boy, when he’s around, it’s hard not to see him! Long limbs and a flowing red scarf? Hard to miss, for sure.

While his sense of fashion is questionable to say the least, his sense of humor is even more so one to remember. While deadpan and stoic, he’ll deliver the dankest, absolutely moisture promoting memes that’ll ever pass through your ears. If you need to know the latest meme, he’s your guy.

And obviously his library of memes have attracted quite the crowd. Everybody’s dropping their pants for this guy, for reasons unbeknownst to me past the fact that he’s the meme king. I wouldn’t be surprised if he was bangin’ someone in the house right now. (spoiler: he is and she’s a total babe, and sucker for his memes.)

This is not the total babe that’s banging Harley.. Sorry to get your hopes up. However, she is a babe on her own, and her name is Candy. She’s sweet and energetic, and she believes in you.

She’s a close friend of Teddy’s, and even works the same place and job as him! Though lacking in the robotic strength department, she’s stout and has a lot more muscle than you might think. So don’t worry, she’s qualified for the job. She, again like Teddy, is a lover of dogs and animals in general.

She’s not part of the same household, but she’s lived in the same town all of her life, and she even got her own dog from the shelter!

Her dog’s name is Noodle. Yes, she’s getting a spot on this because Noodle is very important. She’s a beagle and she likes eating cardboard boxes. She is the most important character in this universe.

This is Nova. She’s 4′9 and 18 years old. She’s often mistaken for being twelve. Sometimes younger. But she takes that as a compliment! Everything’s a compliment to her. Criticism is always constructive in her mind.

She loves colorful things and drawing with her friends. Giggly and finds the most odd things fun and joyful, one might say she’s the epitome of an LOL so R4NDUM xD! girl. And she probably is. But she finds comfort in the things she likes and does, so nobody judges her on it. In fact, all of her friends celebrate such a feat! All of her friends are a little bit out there, and they all love each other.

She, like Candy, does not live under the same roof as the first three. It seems like the other three who live under that household will forever be a mystery.

Speaking of mysteries– Nova loves a good mystery! Catch her and her friends inspecting rocks on the ground in search of a crumbling forgotten tomb of the undead. She’d never go inside it, but she’d love to take pictures of it to share with others! She thinks of herself as an adventurer, even if she doesn’t like putting herself in danger. She believes that you don’t need to be in harms way to have fun and explore!

This gal’s name is Salmon. She’s loud and rambunctious, and if you look into a body of water long enough, she’ll emerge from it wresting a fish no doubt.

She’s hard of hearing, but spending a majority of her time in and underwater, she forgets that she ever is. And when she’s not, she’ll be sure to let you know to speak up. Aggressively so. She’s just an aggressive person in general.

Unlike Nova, Salmon is the definition of danger. She’s feisty and loves exploring, and she’ll be the first of your friends to fight a large fish for dominance. She’ll probably win, too.

She’s not really purely friends with one or two people. She’s always just sort of around whether you know her personally or not. Catch her a state away showing a leg on the side of the road to get back home. She knows she’s a sizzling masterpiece and she’ll use that to her advantage to get back home. It’s happened more than once.

Who the fuck is this??? I don’t know! He doesn’t even have a name but I liked how I drew him so I made a post with a picture of him in it. So now I’m going to give him an entire character and personality just out of spite.

His name is Leaf and he’s another one of Teddy’s friends. He enjoys wearing banana suits atop windy roofs of 10 story apartments. Why? For the thrill.

He’s never worn the same outfit twice. Or at least nobody’s ever seen it. He frequents the town’s beloved Super Sally’s Salad Bar, not for the salads but for the delicious other-food they serve. Turns out a salad bar has a lot more in it than plants. I guess it’s like IHOP but even though pancake is in the name, they serve a hell of a lot more than just pancakes.

He’s a food lover, and he always has a snack in his pocket. Whether or not he’ll share with you depends on just how much you’ll do for the sake of a snack. So long as your willing to kill a man, you’re in the clear for his pocket granola.

He’s also the cool friend. Even though he doesn’t seem to work a job that pays much, he always seems to have a lot more money than you’d expect. He’s always getting obscurely neat gifts for his pals. It’s suspicious, but nobody seems to be complaining. Instead everybody is only slightly skeptical of his means.

This is the only picture of him I’ve ever drawn.

If I didn’t have a baby chick shitting on my lap right now I’d be inclined to include even more OCs that I didn’t post yet, but I’ll leave this for all of you guys thank u nd goodnight,. fuck u whoever told me to stop talking about my ocs also.

#wires art #long post

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PILE ASIA TOUR IN MALAYSIA[WHOLE DAY COVERAGE]

I PROMISED TO MYSELF THAT I’M GONNA POST IT AFTER I GOT BACK!!!! But my browser crashed, I didn’t save it and my body was already taking their toll so..yeah. This post will be extremely long and blogging style. So take your time to read and brew a coffee or something.

UPDATE: -Q&A Corner videos -Removed the video(it was copyrighted and we managed to take it down eventually, sorry for late edit)

It was not a great start. I woke up at 8am(blame the hype!!) but still managed to get a cab at 9am. And as you can see I had to take a train first then changed to LRT to get there. Also as you can see, since this was not in Japan, it is typical for the train to arrive a bit wee late.

Then off to LRT.

Got to stop at Sentul Station since it was the only station located quite near to the HGH Convention Hall.

Haha now there was something nice to look at for this sore eyes. This banner was made by us the Malaysia’s Love Liver.

Redeemed my ticket there.(FRONT ROW FTW!!!)

If you ask me was it packed? I would say ma~ ma~ or so-so since it was still early in the morning and the first session was Meet and Greet so not a lot of people shows up actually. I’ll talk about it later at the end of the post.

HERE WAS PILE SAMA’s FLOWER STAND!!

Thanks for all the contributors for making our project a success! Notice my name there, I goes as KEI in real life.

Also the Callbook! Sponsored by Love Liver Malaysia.

Before I proceed to the Meet and Greet session. Please do understand that I didn’t took any pictures since I had to respect her agency/organizer’s wishes and SO DO YOU.

The session started off with a Q&A Corner and from there I learned a lot about her. Like..A LOT!

-She ate chinese dish called daikonmochi here in Malaysia(hmm...) -When she’s tired, she love to play with her dog and watch some movies(fun fact: she bought a leek so that she can pretend to use it as a lightsaber www) -She hate wearing contact lenses.(?) -Her favourite colour is Pink despite her room is Blue. -She interested to do a collaborative work with other singers/bands but she thought that she got a lot of things to improve so she hold that for awhile(aww a Kouhai admiring her Senpai) -This one making me really interested. She describe some people here in Malaysia quite...’Mysterious’. Haha I really indeed understand this and I really do. You guys probably know that the main religion here in Malaysia is Islam and majority of the people are muslims. So she was probably having like a ‘culture-shock’ or something when she saw the women here wore scarf(or tudung we called it here) covering their head. Haha you learned a lot now PILE-chan.

Next was a Game Session. Contain 3 games: Batsu Maru(simply X and O), Green or Red and Janken(Rock-Paper-Scissor). Noticed that all the games are basically gamble type :D

So Batsu Maru was consist of PILE’s trivial question that test your knowledge about her. I’m not a big fan of PILE so I already expected to lose here. If you got it correct you need to stand up and for those who lost need to sit down. It goes on until we get 2/3 of the people. Did I win?

NO.

Next would be Green or Red. Simply use your card like above and guess what was the colour of the ball that PILE draws. As usual it keeps on going until a few people left. Did I win?

NO but have been volunteering for 3 years in ACG event and I knew the tricked behind that draw box. *wink**wink*

Last would be Janken against PILE herself. Unfortunately for any game session like this with guest star, there is no such thing as draw. So you will consider as lose eventhough you are ‘draw’. Did I win?

NO.

BUT! Thanks to PILE-chan’s generosity, we still have a chance at Lucky Draw!! I believe in GOD that my luck was beside me. So did I win?

YES MOM!! MMMMMMGGGGHHHHHHHH!!! KYAAAAAA!! KFJHDSFJSBFANFJWEOIRN!!!

The other will received the same Polaroid picture with PILE-chan herself. (OMG HER FASHION SENSE!! MMMMMMMMGGGGHHHH)

Other than that was PILE-chan’s New Year postcard.

This part was during Concert Session. As I said before I won’t post anything that violate the organizer/agency wishes. They even said it there on the screen. CAN YOU EVEN READ?!? I wish they did this on other live concerts though.

Here are my summaries during the concert; -The concert was a BANG!! -BURNING!(https://www.instagram.com/p/BPiLLqKgY-C/) Like literally because I was at VIP seat and those fire effect was like infront of me. But that was nothing for PILE as she was more closer during that time. -PILE DANCING INFRONT OF ME!!! KYAAAA!! -HANABI SONG IS THE BEST!! Especially the calls(PILE CHAN!!) -She impressed that we understood her Japanese well. -There was this funny moment where when she said that it would be the last song, all of us were like “EEEEEHHH?” She shocked that every single of us respond it that way which is kinda funny to her. She still insisted of saying it and again we respond with “EEEEHHH?” that lead to her saying “いやいや序段じゃなくて…” www -Bringing us back our Love Live moment by singing それは僕たちの軌跡, . Showing us that µ's is still in our heart...forever. -Kudos to PILE’s guitarist. He’s awesome with his guitar performance. Almost got a chance to shake his hand though T_T

The rest of the post would be some pictures I took and from other sources and my point of view.

PILE did some prayers hoping for the concert to go smoothly and same goes for her guitarist~ (Awwww~)

I had to buy another KB just for her event.(D.E.D.I.C.A.T.I.O.N)

But still I forgot about this lightstick. My hands were full of KB! What do you expect?

And that was it. Hoping to attend more concerts after this(...and expecting my wallet-kun to burn)

So here are my opinions, do note this is my PERSONAL opinions. So do take it with a grain of salt;

-The venue is kinda in-the-middle-of-nowhere. Sure extra mark goes for the hall and the facilities(those washroom was like being inside a michelin-rated kinda washroom...literally) but it was surrounded with housing areas and school beside the venue?(not just a normal school though, PM me if you wanna know) But overall was amazing and so far no unnecessary incident happen.

-Number of people. I dunno how should I describe it. Kinda disappointed actually. There were still empty seats left. But I pretty much understand it why. Not all of people know who PILE is. You cannot expect a large fanbase to turn up if you did a concert on a secluded areas. You wont get the right answer if you ask some random aunts in Malaysia whether they know who is PILE. Good thing her japanese fanbase were here too though but still not enough. Somehow, I thought something not great inside PILE’s mind during her appearance last night based on her face. It really troubles me for awhile but the least I could did just giving my best in cheering her up. I hope that she didn’t cry or disappointed because of us. We have done our greatest to spread the word but...*sigh*

-The dark thing about marketing field Personally I prefer for PILE to sing her song ONLY. I want to watch PILE as...PILE. I’m kinda sad to hear some people just came hoping for Love Live songs. This happened to other artist and other countries as I received a rumor of certain LLiver sent email to certain organizer stating that he/she was quite disappointed because of lack of LL songs. I wish I can hit you somehow. I understand that Maki helped PILE in her music industry. She was the one who helped her to raise back up after falling for quite some time. But again like I said I want to see PILE as PILE. But in the end, it all depends on the marketing strategy, fans and PILE herself. I still enjoyed the LL songs like usual though. You guys don’t want to see me in LLiver mode though...kinda scary. She sang Darling(not Daring), それは僕たちの軌跡、愛してるばんざい(updated) and Snow Halation and yeah we did the usual light stick switching from white to orange.

-PILE’s fashion sense and her dancing skill I...I don’t know what to say but dang PILE really has A very good fashion sense. Also those dancing skill...you just made my heart skipped a bit YOU KNOW THAT?!?!? And when she dance infront of me...*fainted* www

And that’s all for the coverage. This post was especially made for @emitsunosaurus-rex but anyone can come to read but remember to take it with a grain of salt. Now back to weather...

EXTRA: I asked PILE to make a kiraboshi pose(my polaroid pic there) but...she didn’t know. It makes me sad T_T Google up for the anime Star Driver if you millennials don’t know too.

P/S: I’m very sorry. This is my first time making a coverage that involved big stuff like this. Please don’t kill me. I’m very sorry though...like really. But I like it because it shows some of my weakness here. I’LL DO MY BEST ON THE NEXT ONE!! Again I’m sorry, truce? If there’re something that makes you uneasy, just let me know okay.

Credits/sources; Que Innosenzo Poh Huai Bin Welcom Music iME Asia Animax Asia emitsunosaurus-rex me

#getting goosebump writing about µ's #I cried though #notice that Pile try to imitate the same pose as our banner haha

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