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liliesoftherain · 4 years

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My Hero Academia Main 3 Boys x Reader

Ch. 13 Midoriya vs Todoroki

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A/N: Here’s the next part!! I know I said next part would have Mc vs Tokoyami BUT I felt like this was an important part to have, and I wanted you guys to focus on it so I made it shorter than I was originally going for. Let me know what you guys think!

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“Good luck Deku, you’ll do great.”

Once the tense atmosphere settled, Izuku spoke up saying he was going to sit in the waiting room to prepare for his battle.

You gave him a small smile and a wave and he felt his cheeks heat up at your words, knowing that you weren’t lying to him. He gave you a large smile back, hoping it didn’t look too dorky, and off he went.

You watched as he walked off, before looking towards your right side at Iida, who had a concerned look on his face.

“Iida?”

“I hope Uraraka will be alright.” He spoke out, voicing his concerns.

“She’s strong, I’m sure she’ll be fine.” You gave him a slight smile, hoping your words provided a little comfort.

“I do agree with you there, however I just hope there wasn’t too much damage done.”

“Yeah, he really roughed her up!” Kaminari jumped into the conversation, shaking his head in false disappointment.

“He was kinda playing a false villain, must’ve been tough to hear all the boos from the crowd.” Sero spoke up from beside Kaminari, who nodded along to everything he said.

“Thankfully it was cleared up, because it’s ignorant to believe Bakugou would go easy on Uraraka We’re all training to be heroes, plus she’s not frail.” You said thoughtfully.

“Even if it all was because of who he was up against, he made a really convincing bad guy-”Tsuyu was cut off by angry shouts.

“Shut up you idiots, or else! Who said you could talk about me while I wasn’t there huh?”

“Bakugou dude,” Kaminari turned his head to look at Bakugou who just walked in, wearing a scowl, “Really though, I don’t understand how you were able to aim a powerful blast at a girl like that. I couldn’t help but hold back against that Shiozaki.”

“Kaminari she murdered you.” You pointed out.

His head snapped towards you, hurt swirling in his puppy dog eyes.

“Can’t you just let me have this!?”

“No,” you laughed, “because she totally kicked your butt, and you should let her have that win! She earned it you know. Just like how Bakugou earned his win against Ochako, even though she put up a good fight.”

“Why wouldn’t I have won, shitty girl!?” Bakugou hissed at you.

“Yeah, what’s up with that Kaminari, I bet Uraraka could’ve won against you too, she’ll have you dumb in two seconds.” Jiro laughed while mocking Kaminari’s overcharged face, thumbs up with her tongue out.

“WHY ARE YOU SO MEAN?”

“Oh look Kirishima’s on the field!” Mina pointed out, ignoring Denki’s cries.

“WHOOHOOO! Before we head onto the second round, we have a manly score to settle! Let’s see who the true winner of the 7th match will be! Kirishima or Tetsutetsu! Who ever wins this arm wrestling match will move on! LET’S GOOO!”

The two boys got in position and activated their quirks, a cinder block underneath them acting as the table. It only lasted for about two minutes, but it felt like 2 hours. They were holding each other steady until you saw Tetsutetsu had lost his grip, letting Kirishima smack his arm down in a victory.

“Kirishima is the winner! Add him to the bracket!”

You clapped, yelling in praise for the redhead once Midnight announced his victory.

“Now we’ve got a full roster for the next round of the tournament, let’s get the party started now ya dig?”

You sat up in your seat a little bit more, feeling anxious at the fight that was about to go on below you.

Midoriya and Todoroki.

It was nerve wracking when you thought back to their conversation, and you found your eyes searching for Bakugou. He was the only other person who knew the true intentions of this fight, what this really meant to them.

Bakugou’s eyes locked onto yours and all you did was stare. You didn’t know if he understood what you were trying to convey with just a simple look, but the way he gave you a single nod made you feel better. So you grinned back, then a voice popped up.

“So, the match hasn’t started yet? What are you staring at (y/n)?”

You snapped your head to look at Ochako who walked out on the first row, giving you a strange look.

“What-oh, hey. How are you doing?” You changed the topic.

“I’m good!”

“Something terrible has happened to your eyes! You should go get that checked out by Recovery Girl.” Iida cut in, jaw opened wide.

“I already did, this is from something else.”

“Oh, Of course.. If I were in your position, I’d be very frustrated too.”

“Just know you fought bravely,” You looked over Iida as she had sat down on his right, “like I said before, you may have lost the match but you have won in other ways.”

“Yeah but..”

“There’s no time to wallow,” Tokoyami’s voice cut through her pitiful words, “Use this next match as a source of encouragement.”

“You guys are right, I will!” She nodded, thanking you all.

“So wise..” Iida sighed.

“I CAN FEEEEL THE ANTICIPATION IN THE STANDS! AND THAT’S BECAUSE THE SECOND ROUNDS FIRST MATCH IS GOING TO BE EPIC! It’s the guy who won his first rounds by a landslide and literally left half of the audience frozen! Hero courses class 1-A, Shoto Todoroki! Verses! The kid who almost walked out of his first match, but made a good comeback by showing us his impressive moves! Hero courses class 1-A, Izuku Midoriya!”

“How do you guys think this will go?” Iida asked.

“It all really depends on whether or not Midoriya can get in close.” Tokoyami spoke, giving his take while staring intently down below

“That’s just it, how can he dodge all the ice?” Ochako wondered,

“He doesn’t have to dodge it really, just blow it away.” You mumble.

“Blow it away?” She looks at you.

“With his quirk, I mean it wouldn’t be smart for him to do it that way..”

“Because every time he uses his quirk, he breaks.” Tokoyami finished for you.

You nodded at him, but you looked away from his gaze feeling uneasy. You had to go up against him sooner rather than later, and nerves for that match outweighed the ones from your fight with Mina.

You just weren’t sure what a weakness of his could be, he was too strong.

“Both of these heroes in training have been front runners in the sports festival, but which one of rivals will advance to the next round! Get ready, you’ll have to watch and find out! BEGIN!”

You looked back at the match, watching as they started immediately. Izuku using a huge wave of power to blast back Todoroki’s ice, you winced, seeing the bruised and broken finger. You watched as Todoroki only maintained his place in the arena by placing ice behind his body, smart thinking.

You might have to learn from that.

“Oh crap! I’m missing it!” Kirishima’s voice broke you from your thoughts, turning to see him run into the stands.

“Hey good job making it into the second round Kirishima!” Denki grinned.

“Thanks man! Looks like I take down Bakugou next!”

“I’ll kill you.”

You laughed, feeling embarrassed once eyes looked over at you.

“Don’t laugh yet!” Kirishima pointed at you, “You’re my next target! It’s so unmanly always having you beating me! So get ready!”

“That’s only if I win against Tokoyami,” You look at said boy, who only looked back at you.

“It’ll be a difficult match, one that I am looking forward to.” He said before turning away.

Difficult for him? You wondered why he’d say that.

“Either way, I’m still going to take you down! Man to man!”

“I’m a girl, Eijirou.”

“So? Girls are manly!”

“Then, does that make Bakugou manly?” Kaminari laughed as the blonde glared, however keeping his focus on the match below.

“Shut up, I’ll kill you too.”

“But seriously! It’s crazy how both you and Todoroki have moves that blast the whole stadium! Must be pretty nice..” Kirishima sighed.

“Plus, you don’t have to pause between attacks.” Sero huffed.

“It’s not as easy as you think, ya morons. If you overuse your muscles you risk tearing them apart. If you sprint too much you run out of breath. Quirks are physical abilities too, they can get worn out. You can’t just use them nonstop.”

“It makes sense when you put it that way,” Kirishima muttered, “I wonder if that’s how Midoriya thinks he’s going to beat Todoroki.”

“Deku always has some sort of plan,” You throw in with a grin looking back onto the battle, “But Todoroki is really powerful too, it’ll be a crazy fight! One hell of an endurance match that’s for sure, see which one breaks first.”

“I think Midoriya is already a bit broken, Hakamata.” Kaminari snickers, talking about Izuku’s fingers.

Bakugou tsk’d, eyes narrowing even more while his arms tensed at the way you were praising the others. He glanced over at you for a moment, and saw how wide your eyes were. The battle below having your complete attention, how interested you looked. He didn’t care what the hell you thought was cool or not, you could do whatever the fuck you wanted. His eyes snapped back to the fight below to see Deku throw a punch, a huge gust of air pressure following. His jaw tightened, he didn’t need to focus on what you were thinking during his match with Uraraka, no, he needed to focus on that damn Deku.

When Todoroki rose up from his walls of ice, you bit your lip in anticipation. Izuku’s arm now looked badly bruised, and it was most likely due to a fractured or broken bone because of his power. Todoroki looked fine, like he was ready for such an attack. Just when he sent off another wave of ice, just when you thought it was over, Deku counter attacked.

You gasped in shock, seeing how Todoroki skid back a few steps, the ice wall he had been using was breaking as he did. Even while he tried to create more, they only continued to burst apart until he barely managed to catch himself at the edge.

The battle continued, blow after blow the two fought and you couldn’t tear your eyes away. Both were on their guards, and while the fight held passion, you could tell they were slowing down.

Especially Todoroki, you stared on in worry at his sluggish movements, this wasn’t like him. You knew the frost covering his body must have some reason to do with it. You thought back to the conversation he had with Midoriya and you concluded it had to be because of his father. There was no other reason why he wouldn’t give it his all.

They started a conversation down below, and it wasn’t hard to miss it. It almost made you cry at how strong Izuku’s resolve was, and how beat down Todoroki seemed. You may not know exactly what Todoroki had gone through, but you were possibly one of the only people who could come close.

At least you escaped your ‘hero’, Todoroki was still unfortunately living with his.

“IT’S YOURS! YOUR QUIRK, NOT HIS!”

The arena lit up with flames, so bright and hot you could feel the immense heat from where you were.

“Amazing..” You said breathlessly, watching the flames dance around the area. The warmth spreading through your body felt cozy, and you were surprised at the fact it wasn’t overbearing.

It was pleasant.

Until a booming voice broke the sounds of battle, Endeavor speaking to Shoto as if he were nothing more than a weapon. You grit your teeth, anger coursing through your veins causing you to stand.

“Endeavor suddenly shouts words of encouragement? What uh, a doting father?”

“Doting father my ass.. More like a monster.” You felt eyes on you but you couldn’t stop yourself from running to the rail and yelling.

“SHOW EVERYONE YOU’RE YOUR OWN PERSON TODOROKI! YOU’RE NOBODY’S PUPPET! SHOW THAT BASTARD HOW YOU’LL BEAT THIS ALL ON YOUR OWN.”

Your body was shaking, from past memories and from anger on his behalf. You didn’t care if at this point Todoroki knew you were listening in on him before, or if your classmates were giving you weird looks, or even if your dad heard your shouts. He’d know why. You didn’t even care that you were getting a piercing stare from Endeavor, the only thing that mattered was that smile from the boy below.

All you wanted was for Todoroki to know that he had people on his side, someone who knows that he is great all on his own with no help from anyone.

The ending was as you expected, large and loud. They went at each other full force, cement flying everywhere as the air pressure was too much to handle from your standing position. You were trying to hold onto the railing but your grip loosened, causing you to yelp as you slid back till you fell into the seats, Iida immediately trying to help make sure you weren’t hurt. You paid him no mind, staring in shock until the air pressure faded and the arena stood still with a bated breath. You gulped, the slight pain in your back forgotten as you tried to see through the abundant amount of smoke.

“What happened just now? What the heck is up with your students?”

“The air around the ring had been thoroughly cooled down and then rapidly expanded when heated up.”

“Wait, that’s what caused the explosion!? How hot did that fire get! Jeez, I can’t see a thing, is the match still going on or what?”

Once it cleared up a bit, you saw Izuku leaning up against the wall outside of the ring, slumped over till he fell flat on the ground.

“There! Midoriya is.. out of bounds! Todoroki wins! He advances to the third round!”

You saw Shoto standing in the arena and couldn’t believe your eyes. You knew this was going to be a great match, but you didn't realize just how good it was going to be. They both put up a great fight, and you felt for both boys.

Izuku for not winning, but also for Todoroki who had won, despite what he said about not using his fireside. You saw Izuku being taken away on a stretcher and stood back up, intending on going to Recovery Girl’s office.

“Hakamata where are you going? Uraraka?” Iida asked, watching as Ochako stood up alongside you.

“To see Deku right?” She asked you, and all you did was nod.

“Then let me accompany you both!” Iida stood as well, his frame towering over you both.

“Me too, kero.” Tsuyu walked out of the stands with the rest of you.

You guys quickly made your way to the office, not even bothering to knock as you slid the door open. A chorus of your shared shouts filled the room, startling the man inside who was standing along his bedside.

You stared in confusion, knowing that this man looked familiar in some way, but you were unsure of what to think.

“Oh, it’s nice to meet you sir.” Ochako bowed her head in respect at the man, who just gave a shaky wave back.

“Oh, uh, yea.” He turned and made eye contact with you, and you must’ve still had a look on your face because he jumped and turned back to look at Izuku.

“He is in no state for visitors.”

“Ugh, hey you guys. Shouldn’t you be watching the matches?” Midoriya cracked open an eyes, and gave a wobbly smile.

Relief flooded your system, causing you to forget the man.

“The arena was far too damaged, so they had to take a quick break for repairs.” Iida answered.

“That was a scary match Deku!”

“It was really something else to watch, kero.”

“Yeah Izuku, that was a pretty awesome battle. Even if you didn’t win, you were amazing.” You smiled at him.

His lips went wider at your praise, even though it hurt to be smiling this big, he couldn’t help it. Although he heard your shouts of encouragement for Todoroki, wasn’t he doing the same thing? He couldn’t feel upset over something he was trying to accomplish.

“Th-thanks, heh.” He winced as he moved, causing Recovery Girl to tsk as she began to shoo everyone away.

You gave a tiny smile, filled with relief and a bit of distress.

“You’re reckless, but you’ve got guts Deku. Just, try not to get hurt so much okay?” You laughed as he pouted at you, letting yourself be guided out with the others.

Izuku watched you go, ignoring the looks he was getting from his mentor. He had other issues to deal with right now, no matter how much he wanted to focus on you-he wouldn't let himself get distracted.

“I’m sorry…”

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johnandrasjaqobis · 4 years

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abcs thing: F IS FOR FRIENDS WHO DO STUFF TOGETHER; U IS FOR YOU AND ME; N IS FOR ANYWHERE AND ANYTIME AT AAAAAAAAAALL!

are u ready for more vic because aha that is my brain nonstop lately

listen i just love oc questions

F: Fun 1. what do they do for fun? He really enjoys good sparring, uhh,,, honestly shopping? Not even necessarily buying much but just wandering shops with friends. He definitely prefers just kind of tagging along, not too picky about what they’re doing as long as the others are there.

2. what is their ideal party? As long as he can keep to light drinks and keep something of a close eye on things and boy that makes him sound very unfun but Vic’s never been one to like. Seek out parties? He’ll go, of course, but it’s hard to get him out of the Watchful Eyes mode

3. who would they have the most fun with? There’s probably like,, different kinds of fun with most of the dreamteam (can PAT do fun right now, he is not sure). Overall I’d say Ziggy and Anthe in the most classic sense? at least when it comes to being a little ridiculous.

4. can they have fun while conforming to rules? He managed it while literally being in the military so yea, I’d say so. A lot of that was y’know, while out on missions and not under direct supervision, but still no real blatant rule breaking, there wasn’t really need to.

5. do they go out a lot? If the rest of the party’s going out, so is Vic. He’s not one to go out on his own very much, really, but a bathhouse trip or tea with the girls, roaming the library while Nol does research, he’s always down for that.

U: Underdog 1. have they been bullied? I don’t ?? really think so tbh, like sure he got into some little fights as a kid (sometimes because his sister started them) but Vic’s always been a rather intimidating figure before he starts talking. Not really the first target.

2. have they bullied anyone? lord just imagining the Disappointment from his parents,,, he picked on the little siblings, of course, that’s mandatory, but Vic has always been the protective sort. Like, since his sister was old enough to start toddling into trouble. Good-natured ribbing happens but he will always feel Immediately Terrible if there’s any indication he goes too far with it.

3. have they been physically attacked by a bully? I don’t think so, there was always the aforementioned Intimidation that deterred any real attempts, and that extended to anyone going after Theru (Fela’s even bigger and seems to be able to talk her way out of anything, so).

4. have they ever been doubted? Oh I am Sure. And Vic is doubly sure. He knows he’s not the brightest one around, especially compared to some of the people he worked with, so there was probably some doubt regarding his ability to think tactically, to make plans in the middle of a fight. There’s a portion of his drive to Not Fail Again that stems from just. needing to prove to everyone (and himself) that he can do his job, that he’s capable of just keeping someone alive. He is of the opinion any doubts are pretty well-founded ones, so he has to work twice as hard to prove them wrong.

5. have they surprised people with being good at something? He surprised himself with how quickly he picked up the echo abilities. There’s a reason it’s not an overly common skillset, even in the Dynasty, and he is still quietly very proud that it was something that just. kinda came naturally. the idea of anyone outside of the dreamteam eventually seeing him do any magic at all is a Delightful one tbh, Vic has always been so adamant about not being the magic type (which he was legitimately fine with) and whoops I’m getting feelings about all that again because lord what a long-shot and literally decades away but if Illy ever got to see him do magic, aha

N: Never Have I Ever 1. what would they never do? Betraying his friends seems a little too obvious but y’know. In a similar vein though he’d never willingly work against the Dynasty. The desertion was bad enough, but you could not make that boy do something to intentionally hurt his country. Loyal to a fault and all that.

2. what have they never done that they want to do? Vic has been to the coast, but he’s never gotten a chance to really visit the coast, y’know? It was all work and looking for work and there has been talk amongst the team of going down south when things calm down a bit to just. Get a vacation of sorts, and he is so very for that.

3. is there anything they absolutely can’t believe people do? After this Extended Worm Hell he absolutely cannot believe that one day someone looked at those giant purple worms and thought “hey, y’know what sounds fun? training those and willingly working with them.” It is just. Very insane and he has both a newfound respect and slight fear of the troops that utilize the worms.

4. what is the most embarrassing thing they’ve done? In recent memory, that entire Encounter with the innkeeper who was very convinced he wanted some Nice Company and apparently could not be told otherwise was. A Time. He is also very glad no one really witnessed just how little he got out of that book when they were researching for the Amalthea work. He is also. Not a fan of how much he fell apart after Anthe’s very brief death. But that’s a very complicated sort of embarrassment.

5. have they done anything they thought they’d never do? [gestures to everything in the past couple months] He was just looking for a dwarf, okay, none of this was expected. Vic did not expect to be fighting demons in the basement of an abandoned slave trader base. He did not expect to be nearly killed by a Thelyss. He did not expect to fight the undead remains of the mage that killed Ilharess. Definitely did not expect to find something that might help him learn magic. He didn’t expect to get friends like this.

#thank u for indulging my yelling friend <3 #viconis #glowstickia

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poisonepel · 5 years

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Chemistry Between the Dorm Leaders and a Hero-Inspired S/O— (pt.1)

After that Snow White request, I had a small idea... so here are headcanons for each dorm leader with an s/o inspired by the heroes of their respective films. I had some hesitation with both Vil and Leona, since their heroes are the Evil Queen’s stepdaughter and Scar’s nephew respectively... I could get past the Snow White one bc Vil’s so different from the Evil Queen, but the Simba one weirded me out too much ;; so I substituted him for Nala. Sorry !!

Of course, this is disregarding the original characters’ ages and assuming they’re all students at Night Raven, in the same dorm as their villain. Please let me know if there’s a problem with anything though !!

Idia, Leona, and Malleus will come in a second post.

Riddle & Alice

I remember Alice as a bratty, opinionated girl who is dissatisfied with her normal life and prefers to escape to her imagination. Very stubborn, but also very sensible. Pairing these traits with Riddle’s hotheadedness and severe need to keep things under his command, I don’t think they would make a very good match. Alice constantly rolls her eyes at all of his decisions, and blatantly refuses to listen to him if she doesn’t agree with what he says.

It would be extremely difficult for these two to even tolerate each other. Alice sticks out to Riddle because she’s the only one who doesn’t fear him—but that might not be a good thing. He develops a “You will fear me, you will obey me” type mindset, to which she responds with an unimpressed, “Oh, really?”

Riddle gets so fed up with her that he marches down to Headmaster Crowley and demands that Alice be relocated to a different dorm—“She’d be great for Pomefiore, with all the other stuck-ups.” (Dire says no).

As much as she loathes Riddle though, Alice might enjoy some of his nonsensical rules. She hates boring things like order and routine, instead craving the thrill of things unique and unpredictable. Riddle is taken aback when one day she exclaims how much fun she’s having during one of his sudden events, which had annoyed and tired out everyone else. He’s not sure how to react.

He spends a long time thinking about this, and then curiosity gets the better of him; he tries to experiment to see if he can do anything else that doesn’t make her turn her nose up at him. So basically, this is his odd way of figuring out her interests - and he realizes she’s not just automatically appalled by everything he does; she’s simply very opinionated. He might even start to appreciate the fact that she’s got such a strong grip of her views and morals.

It takes much longer for Alice to fall in love with Riddle, though. She has such a great distaste for him that there’s no way she’ll even consider falling in love with him. She would have to catch him in a vulnerable state to realize there’s more to him than simply yelling at everyone all the time - maybe when he’s stressed from school, or sleeping, or witnessing him experiencing true happiness (perhaps with his friends? does he even have friends?) And then she, too, having a natural curiosity, might try to learn more about him.

Tbh, the only thing that might help bring them together is the fact that both of them are way too nosy for their own good.

Azul & Ariel

Like Alice, Ariel is very curious, stubborn, and determined, but she can be a little gullible and naive at times. She’s been sheltered her whole life and Night Raven is the first time she’s been away from home for so long. Azul, on the other hand, is very independent; he’s somewhat of an information broker, good at observing people and seeing what makes them tick - and also swindling what he wants out of them. Naive little Ariel makes a perfect target.

Azul is very gentlemanly and polite, enticing and friendly, so Ariel is immediately swayed. She pretty much falls into the honeymoon phase with him straight away, but not truly in love; she’s just excited to be socializing with a nice boy.

It’s easy for Azul to trap her in a deceptive contract with ambiguous conditions. He doesn’t have any personal interest in her initially, but Ariel responds to his betrayal with vigor and goes above and beyond in trying to void the contract. It is only here that Azul starts taking more of an interest in her, since she’s now causing problems for him and therefore in the way.

But, even he has to appreciate her fierce determination to get out of this contract. He even stops at one point to consider why he’s been trying so hard to prevent her from getting out of it; Ariel is nothing but sweet and pure, so why is he so intent on inconveniencing her? He tries to convince himself that his original mindset is the same as it was before: Ariel was unable to pay the price he had set. Perhaps under misleading terms, but it’s her fault for not reading the contract carefully enough - therefore he can’t give her any leeway until he’s collected his payment. Even so, a part of him feels regretful.

However, Ariel has developed a (rightfully) bitter attitude towards Azul, and even though he understands why, it still leaves a sour taste in his mouth. Witnessing how beautiful of a personality she has has made him rethink his whole view of her - and a part of him wishes they were on better terms.

If Azul was serious about remedying their relationship, it would take a serious amount of effort on his part to regain her trust. Ariel can be naive, but she’s not stupid; and she’s already established that Azul is not an ally. But, in the case that he is able to prove himself to her, then the same elation she had when she first met him would resurface.

For their relationship to work, Azul would need to be the one who’s most committed. He already has a personality Ariel would immediately grow infatuated with, so it really depends on him being able to truly become someone she can trust and rely on - and make sure she knows that too.

Kalim & Aladdin

These two are hopeless idiots together. They come from vastly different backgrounds: while Kalim grew up with basically everything handed to him on a silver platter, Aladdin comes from a poor family and barely scraped by in his youth. They share a common resourcefulness, though, as they both are very talented at making do with whatever situation they’ve landed in (but, Kalim always has the advantage of wealth and power).

While Aladdin might be initially turned off by Kalim’s extravagant wastefulness, he also admires it greatly; much like his canon love for Jasmine, he is struck by beauty and wealth and only dreams about what it might be like to live with such greatness. This overpowers his slight aversion for him.

It’s easy for Kalim and Aladdin to become friends. Aladdin is funny and bright, with a knack for socializing since he’s come across so many people from being in such open, unstable living conditions before. Overall, he’s just very easy to slide into conversation with and feel like you’ve known him forever. Kalim is also very extroverted, but in more of a you-will-pay-attention-to-me-now forceful kind of way. Like Jamil, Aladdin is one of the few people who doesn’t tire out from Kalim’s constant energy & semi-sheltered mindset.

Once they find out their shared extroversion is very compatible, Kamil and Aladdin talk nonstop. Aladdin is a natural storyteller, and loves sharing about all his experiences from his childhood. He had to be very independent and willing to defy authorities in order to secure his survival, while also helping all the other orphans and street rats obtain food and shelter as much as he could. Kalim finds this extremely admirable. To him, Aladdin is almost like a literal prince - he rose from nothing and now is thriving at the prestigious Night Raven College. Also, he seems to have turned out fairly normal for someone who suffered so many hardships as a child.

But evidently, the closer the get, the more Kalim realizes Aladdin is not as normal as he makes himself out to be. His traumas from his youth have and are still affecting him, and once Kalim sees this different, more somber side of Aladdin, he becomes desperate to help him any way he can. He first takes him on a “date.” This isn’t meant to be romantic, just a nice all-expenses-paid trip to give Aladdin something nice.

Jamil is surprised because this is the first time Kalim has ever thought about anyone other than himself. But then, once the “dates” keep happening, Jamil realizes there’s more between them than just Kalim “being nice.” Things might escalate between them both, and while the final trigger for Aladdin was Kalim’s little acts of kindness, there had been something clear between them since the beginning.

Vil & Snow White

This sort of piggybacks off the headcanons I wrote here.

Snow White is sweet and pure of heart, a girl who doesn’t fully realize when someone might be taking advantage of her. She is gentle and sweet when she talks to you, but also doesn’t mind keeping to herself for long periods of time. On the other hand, Vil is vain and proud, constantly needs attention, and keeps his own appearance as his top priority. He always makes sure his connections are up to his own beauty standards too, and if Snow White enters his social circle, this includes her. Fortunately, there’s not much for him to do, because she is already extremely beautiful.

Vil takes interest in her because of her beauty. He feels a bit threatened by it in the beginning, but every time he talks to her, she always, always acts like the nicest, most genuine human being he’d ever met. He gets a little frustrated because he wants to hate her for being so much more beautiful than him, but she’s so ridiculously precious.

Snow White doesn’t mind Vil much. Like with everyone, it’s basically impossible for her to view him in a bad light, and she respects him as Pomefiore’s dorm leader. That being said, he’s not a major interest for her - she has a very tight-knit circle of 3 or 4 girl friends who she spends most of her time with.

Their interactions are usually initiated by Vil. Half the time, it’s because he can’t understand how she’s so nice all the time, so he tries to draw out a negative reaction from her.

But with enough time spent together, the opposite effect happens. Snow White develops a small crush on him. She starts getting flustered whenever he talks to her, and even more fidgety and precious - and even more, starts picking up his little mannerisms and habits. She sometimes points out whenever she notices something’s changed in his appearance.

Then, it’s Vil’s turn to feel flustered. She noticed. She notices whenever he does his hair differently, or when he paints his nails a new color, or when he wears a new arrangement of jewelry. He’s taken aback when his own heart starts fluttering whenever he’s around her, and soon he drops his mission to find fault with her and refocuses his attention on trying to avoid her. He has no time for falling in love.

But now Snow White is the one nervously trying to get his attention. And he's fallen so head over heels for her, he can’t not interact with her - and would feel too bad if he was mean to her. For a while, there’s a lot of tension between them, and Vil feels hideously awkward. He hates it. So he tries to finally confess, as slyly as he can.

Snow White isn’t very good at reading between the lines, but Vil isn’t very good at being subtle when he’s struck by so much emotion - so their feelings for each other come to light very quickly. There isn’t much verbal communication between them when they “confess,” though - Snow is too shy and Vil can’t admit anything unless he’s not being serious. But, if they do establish that they love each other, their relationship would be stable and warm from both parties.

#twisted wonderland #twst hcs #riddle #azul #kalim #vil #riddle rosehearts #azul ashengrotto #kalim al-asim #vil schoenheit

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strayficks · 5 years

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EPHEMERAL 1 • JAEHYUN

2 . 3

Based on my dream, enjoy 💅🏻

Genre: smutty smut smut.

Pairings: bad boy!Jung Jaehyun × fem reader.

You walked towards him, the smell of the smoke getting stonger and stronger every step you take as you stopped beside his figure. Twiddling your cigar in your fingers, you asked him. Jung jaehyun is his name.

"Can i join?"

He looked at you, eyes dark like the night as you sat on table of the bench. Not waiting for a reply because you know damn well you would stay even he said no. You were curious. Curious about him.

He hummed, not paying any attention as he took a drag of his own cigarette. The smoke escaped his mouth as he breathed out, his ears and lips are red from the cold. You've heard a lot about him. The way your friends talk about him just adds to your curiosity even more.

You were supposed to be at home, it's like a routine that every night you sneak out just to avoid the chaos at home. It was nice being alone, but you were stupid if you didnt come up to Jung Jaehyun on your favorite spot.

"You're Jaehyun right?" You asked him, you knew his name already though. crossing your legs as your pleated skirt rides up to your thighs. You took out your lighter and light the end, taking a long drag while waiting for an answer. You need a distraction. You had a bad girl image and people think that you were bad to the bone. That's not entirely false though.

You still go to church and all, but there was that time when you fucked a guy named Mark. He was the sweetest boy you've ever laid eyes on. So pure and innocent. You jacked him off after church, you wouldnt be surprised if he took extra hours of bible study after you did it. And there was Jeno. He was a sweetheart. But he wanted a relationship and that made you freak out. At least you know that you give good head, right?

"Yeah. Who are you?" He answered, raising a brow at your direction as his gaze lowers to your bare legs. You chewed your bottom lip to contain a smirk. Damn, he was attractive. No wonder your friends had been talking about him nonstop. You heard about him being a bad boy, or him being in a gang and some made up rumor a bunch of girls made. But none of them told you that he was this handsome. Maybe they know better than have their target caught by you. Too late now.

"You dont know me? That's a shame." You cocked your head. Not having any plans to tell him your name. If he knows, he'll know your rep. It's not like you were ashamed, you couldnt care less about what people think of you. But you just need a release right now, hence, why you were wearing a skirt. Why you ask? Easy access.

"What do you want? And why the hell is a beautiful girl doing alone in here?" He turned to you. The moonlight illuminating his figure as he looked at you straight in the eyes. A smile etched on his lips as he took a drag of his cigarrette, flicking it to the ground and stomping it with his shoes.

"I have the same question, why are you here?" He sat next to you, the table creaking at his weight. You caught a whiff of his scent. He smelled so nice, like mint and cigar.

"All my friends are stoned. I'm not dealing with them right now." He chuckled, his deep voice filled the air as a smile ghosted his lips, his dimples prominent as he showed his charming pearly whites. Just like that he took your breath away, it's not the first time though, and feelings arent your forte anyway.

"You go to that College right? I heard a lot about you." You said simply. Letting him take the lead on the conversation as you blow out smoke, shaping your pierced tounge and forming your lips to make shapes.

"What kinds of things that you've been hearing?" He asked, even though his tone doesnt sound curious at all. You took a long final drag as you put out the bright red bud.

"Oh you know, They said that you like sleeping around, and that you have a big dick." Your voice got quieter as you reached the last few words, lacing it with as much seduction you can muster as the smoke reached his face. Of course you leaned closer, and he did too. Just like you wanted it. You had always like the control. The thrill and the excitement when youre being the person people think you are. Like a persona. You liked it, you know it's wrong, but you keep doing it. Solely for your own advantage. Pleasure mostly.

"How about we find out?"

In a swift, he had you between his arms. You uncrossed your legs as he peered into you, a satisfied smirk on his face. He looked at you like he knows something you dont. He looked at you like he knows everything that's going on inside your head. To be honest, you were intimidated. It's unlike you, but you were too turned on to give a shit. Not when the guy is Jung Jaehyun.

He looked at you for a long moment before he cursed again and ran a hand through his hair. You wanted to do that, too.

But instead, you got out of his grasp, dropping to your knees in and reached for his belt buckle. You undid it before he could protest and then reached for his semi-erect cock through his boxers. He was big, thank his parents. Hell, thank his grandma. It had been months since you had gotten some big dick.

"Wanna see me swallow your cock, Jae? All of it?"

His cock behind his boxers swelled in your hand. The muscles by his lower abdomen tightened. His eyes zoned in on you as you leaned. in to his bulge and pressed an open mouthed kiss to it, feeling him pulse against your lips.

"Fuck yes, and i dont even know your name yet."

"They better live up to their words." You muttered to yourself as you reached for his waistband and began tugging it down, releasing his dick.

Sweet fuck, now that's what you could actually call a glorious dick. Standing erect and thickly throbbing in the air from a trimmed patch of dark pubic hair, it was a vision to behold actually, it was a vision to beswallow.

Looking up and locking your eyes with him, you watched as Jaehyun watched you wrap one hand around his cock before slowly bringing him to your mouth. You opened up wide for him and actually heard your jaw click as you opened it far enough to fit him.

And then you took him in.

The hiss from Jaehyun's lips was the sexiest thing on this planet. As your mouth wrapped around his pulsating cock and began sucking on it, his hand came flying to your hair and instantly knotted itself in it. Hot breaths and low curses spilled from his lips. You swallow as much of his finely veined cock as you possibly could - and then some.

"Fuck, you're so good." He grunted harshly when your other hand cupped his heavy sac and fondled it. His grip on your hair tightened and almost gave you a headache if your body hadn't been flooding with freak juices and adrenaline.

Was it possible to be this turned on by a stranger? Maybe it was just a dick-crush.

As in, this dick was quite possibly becoming your favorite dick you've ever deep-throated, and you hadn't even finished him off yet completely.

You Wonder what it would feel like inside of you...

Almost as if reading your mind, Jaehyun pulled you off his cock with a harsh curse before he gripped your arm and yanked you up against the table, turned you around and pushed you against the table. You braced yourself against the cold wood and then sucked in a gasp when you felt his hands come to your skirt, yanking it up. A shiver went through as he then grasped your thong and yanked it down, instantly seeking out your wet folds and pressing down on your clit.

Like electrocuted, You jolted and bit your lip to suppress a loud moan when he began rubbing it aggressively, bringing you headfirst towards an orgasm.

The very next second, you felt him slip a single digit inside you. God, you were so fucking ready. You shamelessly ground against his finger in and out of you. His lips found the ball of your shoulder and began kissing it, his tongue feeling scorching against your skin. You were dripping wet, so close to coming, you could taste it.

"Now, Jaehyun," you begged him breathlessly when you felt yourself begin to spasm, closing around his fingers. "Now."

As if you shared a telepathic connection, he understood what you were trying to say with your vocabulary that had been reduced to only one-syllabled words, it seemed.

His fingers slipped out of you, and as you expected (or more likely had hoped), he packed a condom in his pocket, and at the sound of the foil tearing, you swore you almost did too. A few short seconds passed, but then you felt him; his blunt tip now coated in latex pressing against your wet folds, gliding against you with one target, and one target only.

"Oh, fuck." When he entered you, you swore you heard angels sing somewhere and you could barely stand as he continued sliding into you, his thick and long length finding solace inside your warm pussy.

Once he finally settled, you had never felt so full in your entire life - you even felt pain as he stretched you. A harsh moan then crippled your throat as he reared back and thrust inside you again, his cock slamming into You. You arched against him and threw yourhead back, felt his hand slam on top of yours as he continued to thrust into you, his breath right by your ear.

"Fuck, baby.. fuck." His breath was labored like yours, but yours completely vanished when he struck a spot inside you that made your vision dot black.

"Fuck, Right there!" With a short scream, you clenched around him, feeling him fuck you hard through it. His balls slapped against you and the slippery sound his cock made every time your pussy swallowed him, it was euphoric.

You moaned and reached your hand over your shoulder, finding his head and tangling your fingers in the thickness of his hair. His lips latched onto my throat and left you a mark to remember him by, once our little adventure was over and your body had been sated.

You could feel yourself reaching another Orgasm, could feel him also swelling inside you, chasing his own release. One of his hands came around your waist and kept you firmly standing. Every nerve inside you got fried as his cock ravaged you and had you biting your tongue not to scream again.

People are going to hear you, but like you actually gave a fuck.

With a roar that surprised even you, Jaehyun exploded and came generously inside you. You felt the muted spurts of his cum through the condom and that pushed you over, had you shrieking and shaking as you came apart all over him. You both rode through but then exhaled hard, Jaehyun resting his forehead in the crook of your neck.

Finally, after what had to be minutes, Jaehyun pulled his semi-hard cock out of me and took a step back, allowed you to turn around and lean against the table. Your eyes met and you both couldn't help but draw on our lips.

Jaehyun chuckled and shook his head at you as he began removing his condom, tying it before throwing it into the garbage can near you. Sorry to whoever will find that. He then buckled up while you still stood and collected yourself, lightly trembling.

Damn. You felt like you had become paraplegic at least.

"So.. did you cum?" Jaehyun chuckled when your voice died.

You lied trough your teeth as you mustered up the courage to compose yourself. Smoothing down your skirt as you looked at him straight in his brown orbs, a coy smile on your lips.

"No."

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dimensionsunited · 5 years

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SEPTEMBER 2019 DIMENSIONS ENTERTAINMENT SCHEDULES & REVIEW

Members may earn 3 points each (up to 6 points) for writing, by the end of October 7 KST:

A solo para of 400+ words based on their monthly schedule (does not count toward your monthly total).

A thread of six posts (three per participant, including the starter) based on their monthly schedule.

Threads do not have to take place directly during an important date listed on the schedule, but must be related to what the muse is mentioned to be doing in the paragraph explaining their schedule/the company’s schedule for the month and/or their thoughts on the mentioned activities or lack thereof.

These schedules may be updated throughout the month if new information needs to be added.

Reminder: August schedule posts are due by the end of September 7 KST.

Overall Company

A break for Dimensions idols has been a rare sight recently, but they’ve all been granted Chuseok off for a three-day break unless they have other individual voluntary activities to attend to. For many of the artists under Dimensions, this won’t so much be enough time to recuperate after their recent schedules as it is the eye of the storm of their nonstop activities as Dimensions attempts to cash in as much as possible on their rise.

Important dates:

September 12-14: Chuseok break (no activities save for specific voluntary individual schedules).

Dimensions Soloist 1

The Asian leg of her tour wraps up mid-month in Tokyo and at the end of the month she begins her European leg of the tour, which is the final leg of the tour for her. Her comeback has been internally confirmed for October, but executives have made the final decision to do a single release instead of an album as they’d originally planned since the release will be too late to have much of a chance at awards. By the end of the month, the song will be completely recorded and mastered and she should know the choreography to the song by heart.

September 6: Warning Tour concert at Taiwan University Sports Centre in Taipei, Taiwan.

September 19: Warning Tour concert at TSUTAYA O-East in Tokyo, Japan.

September 26: Warning Tour concert at Indigo at the O2 in London, England.

September 29: Warning Tour concert at Progresja in Warsaw, Poland.

Dimensions Soloist 2

It’s finally the month of his first solo concert so management around him is buzzing in a way that usually only happens during comeback season. The tickets have sold well, so things are looking food for him as long as the concerts go off without a hitch, which Dimensions plans on ensuring by making sure the set list is drilled into him over and over again with practice leading up to the big weekend.

Important dates:

September 21: Ever After concert at Yonsei University Auditorium in Seoul, South Korea.

September 22: Ever After concert at Yonsei University Auditorium in Seoul, South Korea.

Gal.actic

Their pride festival performances last month went well and Dimensions is considering the possibility of expanding their target demographic more now. In the mean time, they’ve managed to book a deal as the new faces of sports wear and sports equipment brand Sports 7330 and will film a CF for them. Additionally, they’ll begin filming the reality show they were promised and the concept will be revealed to them as a show where they attend college to study skin care and cosmetics alongside a male comedian and a rising male model. The show will be titled Gal.actic Beauty School. The first of four episodes will film at the end of the month. They’ll learn about the making of cosmetic products and brainstorm about what product they want to make in teams, then they’ll have a meeting with their team leader’s friends which will be filmed with a “group date” vibe this episode for the “college experience”.

Model team: Leader/main vocal, main rapper/main dancer/vocal, and vocal

Comedian team: Lead vocal, maknae/vocal, and lead rapper/lead dancer/vocal

Important dates:

September 19: Sports 7330 CF filming.

September 27: Gal.actic Beauty School episode one filming.

Alien

Though they’re in the middle of music show promotions, Dimensions have opted for a big push overseas, which is evident in Alien’s schedule. Early in the month, they’re set to perform in the Philippines, and after Chuseok, their English version of Play It Cool releases as a prelude to a a few performances in Las Vegas. After they officially wrap music show promotions, they’re booked for a German K-Pop festival and once they return to Seoul, they’re on the clock quickly ticking down to the beginning of their world tour next month.

Important dates:

September 7: Performance at Klook Cosmic Celebration at Hall D, World Trade Center in Manila, Philippines.

September 18: Release of Play It Cool English Version.

September 20: Performance at iHeart Radio Music Festival at T-Mobile Arena in Las Vegas, NV, USA.

September 21: Performance at Life Is Beautiful Festival in Las Vegas, NV, USA.

September 21: Performance at iHeart Radio Music Festival at T-Mobile Arena in Las Vegas, NV, USA.

September 26: End of music show promotions.

September 28: Performance at Finger Heart Festival at SAP Arena in Mannheim, Germany (also performing: Element).

MARS

English lessons are on the schedule up until Chuseok along with practice for their Canadian fancon. There will be cameras present at some of their lessons and practices to record clips for a mini docu-series on the fan-con Dimensions plans to release on YouTube. They leave for Toronto on the 25th and in the days leading up to the fan-con they’ll film more for the mini-series by exploring Toronto together, with the itinerary mostly being up to the members. On the 28th, they’ll do a surprise public performance of “Cactus” and “Callin” and will later in the day stage a surprise for a dance cover group who is performing their song in public by joining them.

Important dates:

September 25-September 30: Mini docu-series filming.

September 29: MARS Global Fan-Con in Toronto, Canada.

September 30: MARS Global Fan-Con in Vancouver, Canada.

7ROPHY

Music show promotions end with only one win, but that’s still better than was expected from them before this year. Dimensions has taken advantage of demand for them in Thailand by booking them two different performances there at the end of the month, but before that, they continue their job as Kaja Beauty brand ambassadors and continue refreshing their Japanese for their Japanese comeback next month.

Important dates:

September 6: End of music show promotions.

September 10: Kaja Beauty photoshoot and individual interviews.

September 21: Performance at K-Crush 2019 Concert at Impact Challenger Hall 1 in Bangkok, Thailand (also performing: Gold Star Soloist 2).

September 29: Performance at KCON Thailand at Impact Arena in Bangkok, Thailand (also performing: BC Soloist 1)

Unity

The beginning of the month will look promising to fans who have been asking for Unity to be given a break, but contrary to their lack of public schedules, they’re hard at work behind the scenes to learn and record the English version of “Highway to Heaven” which will be released, non-promoted, next month. Following Chuseok, they’ll fly back out to the US to film the music video in the Mojave Desert over two days before returning to Seoul. Starting from the 21st, they’ll have a series of overseas performances and appearances to keep them busy.

Important dates:

September 16 & 17: Highway to Heaven (English Ver.) MV filming in the USA.

September 21: Performance at K-FLOW2 Concert at National Taiwan Sports University Arena in Taipei, Taiwan.

September 23: Angel Japan 1st Meeting 2019 Welcome To Our Playground Part 1 & Part 2 fan meetings at Makuhari Messe in Chiba, Japan.

September 25: Release of Awaken Japanese album.

September 26: Awaken Hi-Touch at Roppongi Hills Arena in Tokyo, Japan.

September 28: Performance at Global Citizen Festival at Central Park Great Lawn in New York City, NY, USA.

Lucid

Their second block of Lucid Look After Our Dog shooting is set for this month, on top of two college festival performances and a cover video filming. Dimensions has arranged for Lucid to prepare a mash-up dance cover of some of the year’s boy group releases, Origin’s “Boy With Luv”, Knight’s “Love Shot”, Alien’s “Alligator”, and Unity’s “Simon Says”, for an industry YouTube channel, which will give them a chance to show off their more girl crush charms that have been less prevalent this year. For this month’s Look After Our Dog filming, they remain in the same teams, but meet new dogs for two new live streams. Team B once again wins for episodes 3 and 4 while Team A wins for the first time for episodes 5 and 6.

Team A

Main vocal/lead dancer (Team Captain)

Main dancer/vocal/rapper

Maknae/vocal

Episodes 3 & 4: Binu (Maltese) & Shampoo (Maltese) - Missions: Go camping, feed them cabbage, give them an afternoon nap

Episodes 5 & 6: Danchu (Coton de Tulear) & Kkomaengie (Coton de Tulear) - Missions: Do a wedding photo shoot for the dogs, make a cake for them, throw a birthday party for them

Team B

Main rapper/vocal (Team Captain)

Lead vocal

Leader/lead vocal/lead dancer

Episodes 3 & 4: Kwansun (Afghan Hound) - Missions: Take for a walk, go to the salon and style her hair, create fun memories

Episodes 5 & 6: Nicole (Welshi Corgi) & 7 puppies - Missions: Name the puppies, feed the puppies, go to the clinic and get the puppies’ first vaccinations

Important dates:

September 7: Lucid Look After Our Dogs episode three and four filming.

September 11: Hello82 2019 Boy Group Covers video filming.

September 18: Lucid Look After Our Dogs episode five and six filming.

September 26: Performance at Changwon National University Festival in Changwon.

September 27: Performance at Gyeongbok Provincial College Festival in Yecheon.

#fmdschedule #queued post

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starrywinters · 7 years

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7 Minutes!AU — Park Jihoon Fic

requested by anon!

genre: fluff

synopsis: both jihoon and you secretly loves each other, both of you are oblivious to the other’s feelings but everyone else can clearly see it, and you don’t confess until you play 7 minutes in heaven.

Ever heard of the saying, “A guy and a girl can be best friends and stay as best friends”? Yeah, that’s a lie. One will bound to fall for the other, if not maybe both will fall for each other. Sometimes at the right time, sometimes at the wrong.

“Hey Y/N! Mommy said we kiss the one we love when we’re older. So. when we’re older, I’m definitely going to give you many many kisses!” Stretches his arms as far as he can to emphasize his point.

That was said by a five-year-old Park Jihoon, your childhood friend since diapers. The one who is always there to mend your pain away and sooth your anger.

–

“LEE DAEHWI. YOU LIL-” You began, stomping your feet and splashing droplets of water everywhere, sentence cutting off as Jihoon pulls you into a hug. You wetting his entire self in the process. It was just like any other day where Lee Daehwi, your best friend, would pull a prank on you. One time it was tampering with your alarm clock, another time with a caramel ONION. Yes, onion, instead of an apple he used an onion.

This time, a bucket of water and a classroom door was involved. You can already guess what happened. You opened the door to your first period class and the whole bucket of water fell. On you. Not on Jihoon, who was standing beside you the whole time. No, it fell on you.

Already a Senior in high school, Daehwi has still not grown out of his childish side. Sinking yourself more fully into Jihoon’s warm embrace, you slowly calm down. The thought of getting revenge on Daehwi at the back of your mind. Standing at the doorway, your face nuzzled into the crook of his neck, someone can be heard clearing their throat behind you. Bae Jinyoung, Daehwi’s accomplice in most of his pranks and Daehwi’s #1 best friend.

Grinning, waggling his eyebrows, and winking at you two, “Hey lovebirds, stop blocking the doorway and keep your PDA indoors please.”

Never separating from your hug, “Shut up Jinyoung, you and Daehwi got her mad again. When will you two stop?” He pats your head slowly, lulling you into a sleep. But at the same time, it isn’t helping your situation as your heart begins to pound against your chest harder and faster. Yes, you have a mAJOr crush on Park Jihoon, your childhood best friend. What a surprise.

“Dunno, maybe never?” Seeing that you aren’t paying attention to them anymore he mutters to Jihoon, “We’re doing this for your sake bro, let us live a little. These are the only chances where you are bold enough to hug Y/N. When will you confess to her?”

Unfortunately for Jihoon, that was when you came back to the real world, finally separating from Jihoon’s hug. “Confess what? And to who?”

“N-nothing! Jinyoung is just saying nonsensical things like he usually does, le-let’s go to class, the bell’s about to ring.”

–

The bell rang as lunch period began

Literally stomping to your table, Jihoon right behind you, you see Daehwi sitting with Jinyoung, chatting very animatedly. ’Hah, not anymore you little devil.’ Wringing the collar of his shirt in your hands, “LEE DAEHWI. HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU TO STOP WITH THE DAMN PRANKS. IT’S NOT FUNNY ANYMORE.”

And here comes Jihoon, your personal teddy bear. Bringing you into another hug, you hiding your face in the crook of his neck again, slowly calming down your anger and breathing. During that whole process of you trying trying to calm down, your stomach growls. Loudly. To hide from further embarrassment, you dig your face further into Jihoon’s neck and curl yourself up, practically sitting on his lap.

Across from you sits Jinhwi, witnessing everything, “Eewww, guys, please. I feel like throwing up.” Dramatically, ”Jinyoung, take me to the restroom.”

“You can go yourself, you have legs.” And he indulges himself with his slice of pizza, ignoring the nonstop blabbering to the right of him. Offended, he turns to you and Jihoon, but ends up staying mum since you were still sitting on Jihoon’s lap as he’s hugging you. Daehwi knew you were still mad, so he proposes a compromise.

“Ok so Y/N, i’m sorry I pulled another prank on you, this will be the last time. I promise. So to make it up to you– HEY! ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING TO ME?!??1”

Repositioning yourself so you’re facing him, head against Jihoon’s chest, you glare at him. If glares could kill, Daehwi would’ve been long gone already. “What?”

“As I was saying, to make up for my childish actions, i’m inviting you to the party I got invited to last period. It’s this Saturday at Kang Daniel’s place. You know, the popular jock?” As expected of the ever friendly chatterbox Lee Daehwi.

Closing your eyes, you feel Jihoon’s grip tighten around you (be it unconsciously or not, you really liked it) and you focus on the vibrations as he talks, “I don’t know Daehwi, Y/N doesn’t do parties. You know that.”

“Ok but, just give this one a chance. You can leave early if you don’t like it, but at least stay there for 5 minutes? C’mon! It’s senior year, please?”

–

’Curse Daehwi and his cuteness. Evil otter lookalike.’ Were the thoughts that ran through your head as you stood outside your door, pouting, waiting for Jihoon to arrive. Wherever you go, Jihoon goes. You dragged him with you to the party since you didn’t want to be alone, plus you needed a savior if ever Daehwi or Jinyoung comes up with something fishy at the party. Which they will do, you can feel it.

“I don’t get it, why do I have to be here,” childishly stomping your feet, you complain to Jihoon.

Jihoon chuckling, “Because you fell for Daehwi’s cute acts. Like always.” Shaking his head in amusement.

“lisTEN, you do too ok?? Don’t target only mE.”

–

Knocking on the front door of captain of the dance team, Kang Daniel, you were let in and greeted by him. You can tell he’s a teeny bit tipsy as he leaned in to give you a hug, but you don’t even know him?? Jealous, Jihoon drags you away and closer to him. In the back, he can see Daehwi giggling to Jinyoung. Narrowing his eyes at them. ’Now, what is their motive?’

Yes, this isn’t their first time trying to set him up with you. They’ve been trying ever since they’ve met the both of you, almost giving up as they felt discouraged since they were getting nowhere. But once they found the both of you are actually really in love with each other, their motivation skyrocketed.

Throughout the night, Daniel and a few other guys consecutively tries to approach you, to get you to have a few drinks with them. Most of the time, Jihoon’s the one rejecting the offers, rarely do you ever get a chance to say (not like you’ll ever accept anyway).

Other than that, you actually had fun. Jihoon didn’t, he spent majority of the time glaring guys off.

A few minutes later, Daehwi bounces towards your direction, yelling out, “HEY Y/N, JIHOON! LET’S GO PLAY A GAME WITH THE OTHERS, JINYOUNG’S ALREADY THERE SAVING US A SPOT.” Pulling on your right arm and Jihoon’s left, “C’MON LET’S GO!”

–

And that’s how you found yourself sitting on the floor in a bedroom with many other people, staring at the spinning bottle on the floor. You still don’t understand the point of this game, ’what’s the name of it again? 7 minus oven? What? What kind of-.’

The first round’s pair was chosen, Ong Seongwoo and Kang Daniel (ONGNIEL(((;). They came out 7 minutes later, hair and clothes disheveled. What the heck is this game? Lost, you look to your right, where Jihoon sat. Understanding your confused gaze, he shrugs. ’I don’t know either Y/N.’

–

Your heart was beating rapidly, your breath hitching. You felt dizzy, nervous, your palms are sweaty. You’re pretty sure if the lights were on, the bright pink that dusted your cheeks can be easily seen. How you ended up here? You were chosen by the bottle for the third round, the other person you’re not sure who.

“H-hey, I’m Y/N. What’s your name?” Hoping to start a conversation and not do what the previous pairs did, you ask for the identity of the other person.

You feel movement, shifting closer and closer to you. He pulls you into a hug, at first you panic. Thrashing in his hold, trying to get out, but once you recognized the warmth the body radiated and the feel of the body you stop. What didn’t stop, however, was your beating heart. And that is where you are now.

You feel another set of heart beats, coming from the person who is currently holding you. “Jihoon? Why’re you holding onto me?”

“Because I don’t know when the next chance I’ll get to bravely hold you in my arms is. I’m a coward, I’m not able to hug you in broad daylight or for no reason. I want to do this now to get everything over with. Y/N, you’re literally the sweetest girl I’ve ever met. You were there for me when we were young, you never left me. Even when I was going through that phase where I stayed away from you for a few weeks because you had cooties -feeling offended, “NO I DID NOT, YOU HAD COOTIES NOT ME”- You dealt with the pain in the butt I am, and you dealt with my terrible fashion sense. Thank you for being my best friend, but I don’t think I can stay a ‘best friend’ anymore. I’ve fallen for you, hard. I’m in love with you, since 6th grade actually, and I want to take this to the next level, if you’ll let me. So, Y/N, will you agree to date this pink-colored loving boy and do me the honor of becoming my girlfriend?”

Taking a few minutes to gather your thoughts and keep your heart from leaping out in joy, he nervously smiles awaiting your response.

“I-i yes! YES! I will, I’ve been in love with you since 6th grade too, when you first came to school dressed in pink. Not giving a care to what others thought about you and how you kept moving on, always trying to make me happy by hugging me to calm me down. So, yes, I will date you and I will be your boyfriend.”

Leaning further into the hug you look up at him, leaning up closer you initiate the first move. Slowly moving forward, you peck him slightly on the lips–and that is when the door opens.

Bae Jinyoung is stood there, grinning like he won the lottery, “Oho, what’s this? Are you two finally together?” Speeding off towards Daehwi, he screams, “DAEHWI! DAEHWI! HWIIIIIII, I WON THE BET, PAY UP BRO!”

Upset, you chase after him (Jihoon once again on your tail) “YAH! BAE JINYOUNG, LEE DAEHWI, YOU BETTED ON US?!?!???”

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Sitting on Jihoon’s laps, the amount of PDA done intensifies. This time it’s more romantically than platonically. Small and short kisses were being stolen from time to time, staring into each other’s eyes were happening more often, and playing with each other’s fingers became a small competitive game between the both of you.

“GUYs, where is the gratefulness?? We don’t deserve this diSRESPECT especially since we helped get you two together.”

“YES JINYOUNG IS RIGHT, ALSO STOP FLIRTING IN FRONT OF US. MY EYES ARE BURNING.”

“Shut up Daehwi, you’re just jealous Jinyoung hasn’t asked you out yet.” (JINHWI(((((;)

“i-”

unedited!

y’all i typed this at 4AM and i kind of squealed, giggled, and smiled (very widely) as i typed this story…uhM like my heart??? was?? melting???? and i need to stOP???

anyway! i hope you like it! ♡

#wanna one #wanna one scenarios #wanna one fanfiction #wanna one imagines #park jihoon #park jihoon fanfiction #park jihoon imagines #park jihoon scenarios #pd101 #pd101 imagines #pd101 scenarios #pd101 fanfiction #my heart is melting #aaahhhhh #winkboy #nae maeum soge jeojang #kku kku kka kka #pink sausage unit

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Sims Big Brother, Bitch! Season 1, Episode 2

Rose: “Hello, world, and welcome back to Sims Big Brother! (What was that? Oh, okay.) Sorry, welcome back to Sims Big Brother, Bitch! Last time, we met our fourteen houseguests, and Cole was the winner of the Head of Household competition. Who will he nominate, and who will win the veto competition? Find out right now on Sims Big Brother, Bitch!

Cole: “So, I just won HoH, and I’m totally hyped. I get to pick two people to go home, and I’m totally safe this week. It’s like I’m living the dream up in here.”

“This is definitely not what I had in mind when for my HoH room...”

“Well, beggars can’t be choosers, I guess. The room is pretty big.”

“And the bed is decent, I guess. Better than what everyone else gets.”

“Eh, I guess it’s alright. Better than being a Have-Not.” *The door opens* “Huh?”

Bebe: “Oh. What are you doing in here?” Cole: “Me? I’m HoH, princess, this is my room. And only my room, might I add.” Bebe: “Hmph. I wasn’t under the impression that this room was exclusive or something.” Cole: “Have you seen the show? That’s pretty much the exact purpose of it.”

Bebe: “Well, that’s stupid. I feel like this room should be given to the prettiest one here. Not some meathead jock like you.” Cole: “Are you kidding me? You realize I can put you on the block and send you home, right?”

Bebe: “Aww, you’re so cute! You think I’m gonna be going home if you put me on the block!” Cole: “I wouldn’t get so cocky if I were you...” Bebe: “You’re just worried that I’m gonna stay and end up targeting you next week!” Cole: “What!? That’s probably the least of my worries right now. Unless you somehow win the veto or something, I’m placing my bets that you’re going home 100% this week. I’ll see you at the nomination ceremony, okay, princess?” Bebe: “Lovely! I’m quite looking forward to it~”

Cole: “This whole time I’m thinking: “Is this girl serious right now?” I don’t know why she feels the need to start this whole petty drama night one. I swear, I’m gonna do everything that I can to get her out this week. I wanna wipe that smug grin off of her face.”

Bebe: “Tata for now, big boy~ Can’t wait for my supposed eviction!”

Cole: “God, she’s horrible. Rich girls like her are all the same.” *The door opens once again...* Cole: “I swear, if this is someone else coming to argue...”

Teddy: “Hey, Cole! It’s me, Teddy!” Cole: “Oh, hey, man. What’s up?”

Teddy: “I just wanted to come and congratulate you on winning HoH! You did awesome, man.” Cole: “Oh, thanks, I guess.” Teddy: “You doing okay, man?” Cole: “Yeah, it’s whatever. Just kinda pissed off.” Teddy: “Well, don’t worry! I’ve got an idea that’ll cheer you up!”

Teddy: “Okay, so this is a little embarrassing to admit, but I totally have a man crush on Cole. He’s athletic, he’s pretty smart, and he’s cool, too... Not that I’m gay for him or anything, but uh... I just really wanna work with him. That’s it.”

Teddy: “So, what I was thinking was that the two of us should secretly team up. Y’know, I scratch your back, you scratch mine? We keep each other safe, and play for each other.” Cole: “So like a Final 2 deal?” Teddy: “Yeah, sure! Since it is just the two of us... What do you think?”

Cole: “I could see that working out. We’re both pretty strong and smart, we could have a shot at this.” Teddy: “Okay, but uh... keep it lowkey, okay?” Cole: “Lowkey? Why?”

Teddy: “Well, if people found out that two of the strongest guys in the house were working together... let’s just say that’d put a huge target on our back...” Cole: “Whatever you say, man.”

Bebe: “Honestly, that whole thing with Cole was to get him to underestimate me. Yeah, I’m gonna end up on the block for it, but I’m smarter than these houseguests think I am. I can pull through. I just need to keep up this snotty rich girl act, so the whole house doesn’t see me as a threat. It’s a solid strategy, right?”

Leon: “So, are you nervous about nominations, Stella?” Stella: “Definitely. I really don’t wanna go up this early on. I’m worried Cole’s gonna see me as a weak player and put me up on the block.” Leon: “Same. I was the first out in the HoH competition, so people here definitely think I’m the weakest link.” Stella: “But, I mean, if you’re weak, they’re gonna want to keep you, right? Because they know they can win against you.”

Leon: “Yeah, you’re right. I’ve seen people get evicted before for being strong and weak, so I guess it just depends on what Cole’s mindset is. How’s the drink, by the way?” Stella: “It’d be smarter for him to get out some of the stronger players first. Especially Bebe. She lasted until the end, and she’s kind of a jerk, too. I heard Cole talking with Teddy last night about how she just came into his HoH room and bitched at him. Not a smart move, in my opinion. Also, the drink is really good. Thanks!” Leon: “Yeah, Bebe’s definitely not... the easiest to get along. She’s got that whole stereotypical rich girl about her. Pretty, but mean, and only cares about herself. She seems to be playing to win, though.” Stella: “No kidding. Most people don’t normally go so hard for the first HoH.”

*The door opens*

Pat: “Oh, good are we talking about Bebe in here? I swear, that girl really gets on my nerves.”

Pat: “Mind if I join you guys?” *Stella and Leon look at each other* Stella: “Oh, uh... sure, Pat.”

Leon: “I really do love Pat with all of my heart, but...”

Stella: “Y’know, Pat is really sweet, but... she can be a bit...”

Leon: “She’s definitely obnoxious.”

Stella: “She just kinda... doesn’t shut up. Sorry! If you’re watching this in the future, Pat, I really don’t want to be mean to you!”

Pat: “I swear, that girl is always getting on my nerves, all she does is complain and complain! It’s, like, girl are you serious? This is a game, no one’s gonna be comfortable here, because we’re all scared we’ve all got a chance to go on the block, and we’ve all gotta stay in this house for however long......” *Leon and Stella give each other a look as they start to tune her out.* Leon: (Does she ever shut up?) Stella: (Leon, come on, don’t be rude) Leon: (It’s just... once she starts, she can’t stop... I wouldn’t mind if she went home this week...) Pat: “Hey, are you guys even listening to me?? I can see you whispering over there!” Leon: “Oh, yeah! We’re listening, Pat!”

Pat: “So, anyways, I was saying...” Stella: (*sigh* Here we go again....)

Louie: “So, since entering the house, I feel like me, Eddie, and Newt have been getting along pretty well. We’ve pretty much just been playing cards nonstop, but I think we’ve gotten to know each other pretty well. It definitely helps keep our mind off of the nomination ceremony that’s looming over us...”

Eddie: “Alright, fellas, lemme ask you something: out of every girl in this house, which one do you think is the hottest?” Newt: “Eddie, you dog, man. How am I supposed to choose just one?” Eddie: “Right? What do you think, Louie?” Louie: “God, do I have to choose? I guess.. Leah. She looked pretty hot in that bikini yesterday.”

Leah: “Ew, don’t talk about me like that.” Newt: “Maaan, you just got busted!” Louie: “Shit, uh, sorry, Leah. Didn’t mean it that way” Leah: “Yeah, sure. What are you guys playing? Mind if I join?” Eddie: “Not at all, girl. Come take a seat!”

Leah: “So, who do you guys think is going up?” Newt: “Pat and Bebe, hands down. They’re the only ones who have done anything worthy of being put up on the block, in my opinion.” Eddie: “Damn, not Bebe! She’s one of the hottest ones here!” Leah: “You know that a woman’s attractiveness shouldn’t mean whether they get to stay or not...” Eddie: “Pff, I’d rather have someone who’s good to look at than some fat old lady.”

Leah: “You’re gross. But, yeah, you make a good point, Newt. With Bebe blowing up at Cole last night and Pat just generally being... obnoxious, I can’t see Cole wanting to put up anyone else.” Louie: “We’ll see, though. So long as it isn’t me or one of you guys, I don’t really care who goes up.” Eddie: “Same here, man. If one of you guys is up there and I win veto, I’ll definitely take you down.”

Cole: “Hey, guys, it’s time for the nomination ceremony.” Eddie: “Be there in a sec, man. C’mon, let’s wrap this up.”

....

Cole: “Welcome to the very first nomination ceremony of this season. As the Head of Household, I must nominate two houseguests for eviction this week, as well as choose three Have-Nots.”

Cole: “My first nomination is.......”

Cole: “Bebe.” Bebe: “Hah. I already knew that.”

Cole: “My second nominee is...”

Cole: “Pat.” Pat: “Huh? Well, whatever you say, I guess...” Cole: “Could the two of you please take a seat.”

Cole: “Bebe, I have nominated you, due to you complaining about everything, fighting with me, and being kind of a jerk to everyone. You were also the runner up in the HoH competition. Pat, I have nominated you due to receiving multiple complaints from houseguests about how loud you are, and how you don’t shut up.” *The houseguests chuckle.* Cole: “ Additionally, I have chosen Bebe, Rhea, and Teddy to be Have-Nots. And with that, this nomination ceremony is adjourned.”

Bebe: “Guess who got nominated! At least I get to play in Veto! Now, I just need to act all pissed, and everyone will think I’m just a dumb brat!”

Bebe: “This sucks! Why should I be nominated against Pat!? I mean, she obviously deserves to go home more than I do!” Rhea: “Yes, it is quite the dilemma, isn’t it? You have my vote, though. I’m sure most people want Pat out, anyways. She’s like a hyena. She’s loud, always cackling, and never shuts up. I would love to see her go home.” Bebe: “Same. All I can say is, the minute I win Head of Household, Cole’s gonna be on that block.”

Bebe: “I mean, who does he think he is!? Nominating me of all people!? Doesn’t he know that my dad can sue him at any minute? He’ll regret this.” Rhea: “I’m sure he will.”

Sarah: “Is everything alright in here? I could sense some bad auras when I was in the kitchen.” Rhea: “Ah, yes, everything is fine, Sarah. Bebe was just venting to me about being nominated. Bebe: “It’s stupid! I just don’t get why he’d want to nominate me!?”

Sarah: “Bebe, listen to me. I had a vision, right after he nominated you. I saw someone going home. It was hard to tell, but I knew it wasn’t you.” Bebe: “So, I’m not going home?” Sarah: “I don’t believe so. My visions are never wrong.” Rhea: “That doesn’t mean you can just lay around, though. If you don’t win Veto, you need to campaign as hard as you can. But, you’re off to a good start. It seems you have two votes to stay already.” Bebe: “You’re right. I’m not gonna go without a fight. Cole can’t send me home so easily.” (The next day.)

Rose: “Hello, houseguests! It’s almost time for the Power of Veto competition! But first, we need three randomly selected houseguests to play. These houseguests will be...”

“Leah, Stella, and....”

“Eddie! Please get ready for the Veto competition, and good luck to you all!”

Sarah: “Hello, houseguests, and welcome to the BB Art Gallery, the destination of your very first Veto competition!”

“Inside the room next to you, you will find several posters hung up on the wall.”

“Each wall has the posters arranged in a specific order.”

“Your goal for this competition is to recreate each wall exactly in your own room. You will have a minute to observe the posters on the walls.”

“Each room has its own box, containing every poster you need. You will have 30 minutes to arrange the posters into the exact positions they were in the room. Once 30 minutes has passed, the person with the most correctly placed posters will be the winner!”

Sarah: “Are you ready to play Poster Perfect!?”

Pat: “I feel like people are going to underestimate me in this competition. They think that just because I’m the oldest one here, I’m not gonna be able to memorize some posters, but they’re mistaken. For my old mind, I’ve got quite a sharp memory!”

*The houseguests carefully observe the posters in the room, taking note of which poster is where.*

*One minute passes*

Sarah: “Alright, houseguests! It’s time for you to head to your rooms to decorate your own room!”

“On your marks!!! Get set!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! GO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

*The houseguests scramble to grab their posters out of their boxes*

Leah: “Okay, I definitely know that these two were next to each other. But where do the others go...?”

Pat: “Alright, I’m definitely sure that this is where these go. 100%.”

Cole: “God, I’m really just winging this, aren’t I? This is harder than I thought.”

Bebe: “Ugh, I can’t remember which poster overlapped which... Can I go back and look at that room again?”

Eddie: “Already got a whole wall done! Nice going, Eddie.”

Stella: “*sighs* This is so nervewracking. It’s been ten minutes and I’ve only hung up a couple posters... There’s still so many left in the box. There’s no way I’m winning this.” Sarah: “Houseguests, you now have fifteen minutes to complete the challenge.” Stella: “Crap, only fifteen minutes!? I’ve just gotta throw these up there, I guess...”

Pat: “Alright, halfway done and I already have two walls almost finished. This’ll be cake!”

Cole: “God, I really have no idea what I’m doing, do I? Let’s just hope I get lucky here...”

Bebe: “Alright, let’s just make some finishing touches on this wall, and...” Sarah: “Houseguests!!! Please pin up your last poster and meet me outside where we will tally your scores!”

Sarah: “Welcome back, houseguests! It’s time to find out what your scores are! Let’s start with... Eddie!”

“Eddie, out of a possible 17 points you earned....

7!” Eddie: “Eh, not too bad. Could’ve done better.”

Sarah: “Bebe, you’re next! The score to beat is 7! Out of 17 points, you got...

14! This means you are currently in the lead” Bebe: “Yes! Take that, Cole!”

Sarah: “Stella, you’re next. In order to be in the running to win Power of Veto, you must have more than 14 points. Out of 17 points, you got....

3.” Stella: “Oh, okay. At least it wasn’t 0 like I thought....” Sarah: “Since your score was lower than 14, you are not eligible to win.”

Sarah: “Pat, you’re next! In order to be in the running you must have more than 14 points. Out of 17 points, you got........

17! A perfect score! This means you are currently the holder of the Power of Veto!” Pat: “Hah! Yes!!”

Sarah: “Leah, in order to move onto a tiebreaker round to win the Power of Veto, you must have a perfect score. Out of 17 points you scored....

16! Aw, so close!!” Leah: “Aw, man! I almost did it, too...”

Sarah: “And last but not least is our current Head of Household: Cole! In order to move onto a tiebreaker round, you must have a perfect score. Out of 17 points, you got....

8!” Cole: “Guess I better start thinking of a new nominee, huh?”

Sarah: “Congratulations, Pat! This means that you are the winner of the Power of Veto!”

Pat: “Oh my God, I did it! I won something!!” Leah: “Congrats, girl!” Stella: “You totally deserve it!”

Bebe: “Hmph... that should’ve been my Power of Veto...”

Next time, on Sims Big Brother, Bitch, find out who Cole will put up as his replacement nominee, and who will be the first evicted from the Big Brother house! It’s all here on Sims Big Brother, Bitch!

#bb19 #big brother #bbcan #bbtc #sims 4 #season 1

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US Masters Rowing National Championships – Day 1 musings

Charles Sweeney reports from the big event….and muses on life, rowing and streams-of-consciousness

I wasn’t supposed to be here, at the Masters Nationals, in Oak Ridge Tennessee, with my crew, the Capital Rowing Club.

Literally the day after last year’s Nationals, in Worcester, Massachusetts, a nagging back problem blew up into a sciatica case that damn near crippled me and crashed not just a very successful season but a personally important one.

I’d spent a few years trying to hammer myself – in the pejorative, rowing sense — into the boats that won races and went to the Charles. I worked hard and I was pretty strong but, apparently, I just wasn’t that good at this rowing thing.

And last season started out the same as the others: bitter, frustrating.

I remember one practice. Elena, our assistant coach/coach’s wife/Olympic Medalist, who narrates and critiques each practice nonstop in a Russian-accented voice that jumps from operatic praise to severe scolding in an instant, jumped on me like a terrier on a rat and tore me up so long and so hard that I was literally looking around trying to figure out how to get out of the boat in the middle of the river and stomp away from the team, forever.

And there were so many spring mornings where I’d get home and I just wanted to stamp into the shower and wash the stinking Anacostia River and the sweat and shame off my body, and my girlfriend Laura would be lying there quizzing me like a mom to her kid after a bad day at school, “so, how was it, honey?”

I suck. Rowing sucks. Life sucks. That’s how it was. I don’t want to talk about it.

But, like the peasant turned into a newt by the witch in Monty Python and the Holy Grail, I got better. I started getting into good crews. Guys would say things like “you’re rowing pretty good this year. I mean, last year you kind of sucked, but this year you’re not so bad.” They could have put it nicer, but I took in the spirit in which it was offered. I even started rehashing practice voluntarily with Laura.

I felt like I had finally earned the respect of guys who I respected a great deal. That was probably more important than winning, and the winning was pretty fun, too.

And then it all blew up in a day.

By late winter, I was convinced I’d miss this season or be so sloppy and slow when I finally made it back that that no one would miss me if I went instead with Laura to Sun Valley, where she had a conference this week. And we could backpack and fly fish the Sawtooths instead of rowing. When they asked, I said I was “tentative, probably not” for Nationals.

But I finally started erging gently in late winter and then went gently back on the water in May (conveniently missing all that crappy early spring weather. But that’s not why I waited. No, really, it’s not). People seemed glad to see me, which was heartening. Also in May, Laura got drafted into another conference in San Francisco (where she is today), screwing up the Sawtooths jaunt. In June I started racing.

A cabin in the woods for Masters Nationals

And now I’m here, in the town that produced fuel for the atom bomb and birthed America’s peaceful nuclear program – promising clean plentiful nuclear power generated so cheaply that there won’t even be any point in metering it. (I was driving back to my cabin in the woods after racing today and there was a mist rising from the river and I thought “Should I be worried about this?” “No,” I figured, I’m sure the government would tell us if there was something we needed to know about.)

There was a mist earlier, too, this morning, coming from the sky, so they postponed racing for a few hours and I ate a humongous breakfast and typed a little, then drove into a generic section of Knoxville to get my yuppie bearings by picking up a map at the REI (an upscale camping store) and checking out the Whole Foods, whose fish looked sub-par. No Simpson’s three –eyed lake trout, either, despite the nuclear thing.

I’d heard a rumor that Ace Hardware had eclipse glasses, so I could look at the eclipse coming through the Tennessee hills Monday and not go blind, but they were hoarding them — the line formed outside and the sale started at 4 o’clock, when I was supposed to be on the water. Oh well. They tell you that lots of things will make you go blind and I’ve done most of ‘em, so we’ll see what happens Monday.

I dropped off my erg and discovered another 30-minute lightning delay and that the guys at the next trailer were playing hideous whiny Pearl Jam-type music at a significant volume. So I fled down the road and around the corner to the firing range I’d come across.

First, I read the safety rules and signed a document stating that I was of sound mind, had no felony or domestic violence convictions or drug addictions, and was not currently subject to a restraining order. Then, I watched a short safety video. Now, I’m good to go for a little target practice tomorrow.

The next-to-last thing Coach said to me today was “when you go to sleep tonight, think about finishing high – blades on the water.” But really, this East Coast urban liberal will be thinking “revolver or automatic?”

Finally, about 4:30, I started getting that pre-race adrenaline, doing a little erging, seeing how I felt. I always feel like something’s wrong. Like I didn’t warm up right and my back is waiting to explode. Or I should have eaten a better lunch and now I’m weak. Or I have cancer and it’s showing itself by attacking my thigh muscles.

The first race was the Mixed D class. I love racing in the mixed boats because, with the women, the boats set better and it’s generally a nicer row. And it’s just fun to row with people you don’t normally get to row with – nothing gets you closer to your teammates than racing with them, and my teammates are pretty cool.

I hate rowing with the women because I think that they secretly (sometimes not so secretly) think that the men are just a bunch of artless muscle-heads. And I’m the team poster boy for artless muscle heads, though not as muscle-y as I might like (especially when I’m wearing my uni rowsuit) and I feel like – especially from five seat – I’m confirming the worst fears of the four mean girls immediately behind me.

The winsome foursome rowing behind me are incredible rowers with years more experience and way more big wins at the highest competitive levels than I have, and I knew that if we boys could work enough artistry into our muscling to keep the boat reasonably set, we all might come away with some hardware.

Allison reminded me not to spazz out at the start (she said it nicer than that, our women are only “mean girls” in my paranoid imagination) and we got off the line in third, not bad for us. Chinook, who’s always tough, had us by a seat and Ashville had them by two more.

It was like “Ashville?” We’d never rowed against them, that I can recall, and certainly never gunned down to the line for a photo finish with one of their boats.

I wanted to like Ashville. Seems like kind of the place you want to move to when you chuck the rat race and open a little steak frites joint with unisex bathrooms to piss off the conservatives and host traditional acoustic mountain music Tuesday nights and acid jazz on Thursdays. You know: work, camp in the Great Smokey Mountains and row for a club that wins a few big races.

But not this race. Not against us. We caught them at the halfway point and slowly walked past. It was Chinook we had to fight off in the end, finally putting them away with our monster sprint which was actually only like four strokes long because our cox misjudged the finish line and it wasn’t ten seconds after she yelled “take it up” the horns went off. If she’d called the sprint a little earlier we might have won by more than eight tenths of a second. But, no harm, no foul. Besides, we’re all afraid of her, so what are we going to say?

Sue was back for the next race, the men’s E-8. We won a race earlier this summer with the E boat lineup and the coach said “good win – you’re defending national champions, remember” which was a thought I‘ve always found slightly surreal. I’ve never been “defending national champion” in anything and a few years back, when I read the Capital Rowing Club website before coming back to the sport, I read “competes on a national level” and decided to go out for the less gung-ho club team. But, there it was.

There were some changes from last year. I was coming back from the injury, another guy had a baby and a third guy had been creamed by an idiot while cycling to practice and was out. But we rowed the new lineup regularly and you could really feel the boat coming together, rowing pretty well. I like rowing with the old guys, the geezer boat – eight of us raging against the dying of the light but with a certain élan.

And this year, maybe because I’d expected to have such a lousy season, I was more attuned to the boat as a whole — to being part of a lineup rather than a guy whose first priority was trying to fight his way into the lineup. The boat felt good.

Ashville lined up next to us again, a boat with a distinctly thuggish look which made me want to move there and join their club even more, steak frites and acid jazz or not. Boats where the guys mostly look like dive bar bouncers not only win races, I suspect they’re fun to drink with after.

But it was Western Reserve and Riverfront Recapture who jumped out on us, taking seats at the start — as someone always does, dammit! But, if we didn’t row as pretty as we’ve rowed in practice, we rowed pretty good and caught ‘em — as we often do. And with Sue calling the sprint at a more appropriate distance from the finish we raced into a two second win over two strong crews.

It must have been sometime in January and I was laying off the hydrocodone [opioid pain medication] and my back hurt and I was out of shape and bitter and the weather was cold and I was looking at unemployment because I worked in government and the government was changing, and I was stomping around and whining that “next season is fucked, just fucked!” And Laura, who probably also saved my life after my wife, Stephanie, died, gave me this look she saves for when I’m just being stupid (she’ll take a little whining, but she hates stupid) and just said “no, no it’s not.”

And she gently encouraged the self-rehab and the cult gym workouts that seem to help your body’s balance and, eventually, the erging even when it was inconvenient to her and when she had to listen to tedious analyses of the day’s workout.

And the guys, our team, welcomed me back and did the hardest thing: showing up every morning tired and sore and determined to work to the edge of exhaustion and row better every day — and forge eight of us into one boat.

And women’s and mixed boats medaled in two other events, a great start to this year’s racing.

And Guennadi and Elena – who have patiently coached me up over six seasons and once again showed their talent for bringing out our best when it matters most.

And seven months after I though the season was busted, I was in Tennessee, doing that asshole thing of strutting around with two medals on my chest, showing off and enjoying what a friend of mine calls “the clank factor” and feeling a little amazed and very grateful.

It was a great day – for the team.

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