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1-70 skip all needed if they make you uncomfy
*deep inhale*
LONG POST INCOMING!
01: Do you have a good relationship with your parents?
yeah! they're lovely people
02: Who did you last say I love you" to?
probably my mom
03: Do you regret anything?
I regret many things. can I think of any right now? no
04: Are you insecure?
not really, generally
05: What is your relationship status?
single, but also a minor and aroace so it's not sad or anything
06: How do you want to die?
preferably suddenly without prior notice. that way I couldn't have regrets
07: What did you last eat?
a werthers caramel
08: Played any sports?
nope
09: Do you bite your nails?
not bite with my teeth, but I pick at them often
10: When was your last physical fight?
.....I cannot remember if I ever have fought anyone physically. don't think I have
11: Do you like someone?
I like a lot of people. romantically? no
12: Have you ever stayed up 48 hours?
yea. completely accidentally at first, but at one point i thought "ha, I've come this far, I'm just gonna hold out" and then I did
13: Do you hate anyone at the moment?
hate is a strong word. that said, I suppose I might hate jack, cody, juan, and phoenix from school
14: Do you miss someone?
uhhhhh not really
15: Have any pets?
four cats and two dogs. three out of four cats are rescues
16: How exactly are you feeling at the moment?
throat hurts but overall feel the same as ever. which is to say, not much.
17: Ever made out in the bathroom?
no. do people do that???
18: Are you scared of spiders?
not really, unless they're actively on me. theyre fuzzy and adorable
19: Would you go back in time if you were given the chance?
....no. I don't want to forget to do something and regret it for the rest of eternity
20: Where was the last place you snogged someone?
im aroace
21: What are your plans for this weekend?
take care of neighbors cat and otherwise sleep
22: Do you want to have kids? How many?
no. might at some point tho, but adopted, and only if they're older. only one.
23: Do you have piercings? How many?
ears pierced, nothing else. only one
24: What is/are/were your best subject(s)?
art, english, math
25: Do you miss anyone from your past?
no. mostly because I've forgotten them. cue existential fear of forgetting childhood friends etc etc
26: What are you craving right now?
anything cold
27: Have you ever broken someone's heart?
not to my knowledge
28: Have you ever been cheated on?
never dated
29: Have you made a boyfriend/girlfriend cry?
nope
30: What's irritating you right now?
physical symptoms. am sick
31: Does somebody love you?
romantically? not to my knowledge. platonically? hopefully lol
32: What is your favourite color?
lavender. it took maybe four fifths of my life to figure that one out
33: Do you have trust issues?
if trusting too much counts, yeah
34: Who/what was your last dream about?
don't remember
35: Who was the last person you cried in front of?
probably random school people. I have issues with breaking down at school. usually can suppress it tho
36: Do you give out second chances too easily?
no, don't think so. if you break my trust I won't give it back easily
37: ls it easier to forgive or forget?
forget. don't mind how it's pretty much never optional for me
38: Is this year the best year of your life?
nOPE
39: How old were you when you had your first kiss?
older than I am now
40: Have you ever walked outside completely naked?
outside of my house? absolutely not
51: Favourite food?
actually do not know. crunchwraps from taco bell are very good. chow mein from panda express is VERY good. canned corned beef hash is great. that indian dish with the flatbread you dip in the spinach is v good.
52: Do you believe everything happens for a reason?
nope lol. some shit just happens
53: What is the last thing you did before you went to bed last night?
uhhhhh don't remember. probably listened to a YouTube video
54: Is cheating ever okay?
look man i'm aroace and barely even understand what attraction is. i'm not the guy to ask about this
55: Are you mean?
not intentionally
56: How many people have you fist fought?
a whopping 0, here's hoping it stays that way
57: Do you believe in true love?
nah. it's all a spectrum. how long love lasts may be longer than your lifetime, but I don't think it's infinite. then again never been in love so
58: Favourite weather?
thunderstorm. the dark kind
59: Do you like the snow?
literally never seen it irl
60: Do you wanna get married?
nope. unless it's for tax benefits
61: Is it cute when a boy/girl calls you baby?
no that is so gross imo. you are calling me an infant. but again aroace
62: What makes you happy?
no clue, it varies and isn't guaranteed
63: Would you change your name?
eh. maybe. it'd take some time to get used to, maybe wouldn't want to put in the effort
64: Would it be hard to kiss the last person you kissed?
I'd kiss fluffy the cat as many times as it took for her to understand its an affection thing
65: Your best friend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do?
panic
66: Do you have a friend of the opposite sex who you can act your complete self around?
yea. Ben D. he's great
67: Who was the last person of the opposite sex you talked to?
my brother probably
68: Who's the last person you had a deep conversation with?
depends what you call deep. if this counts than whoever's reading this
69: Do you believe in soulmates?
isn't this a repeat? either way no, not exclusive to individual people anyway
70: Is there anyone you would die for?
prolly most of my friends and my parents
#theeeeeere we go. every single question#didnt take as long as expected#also didn't go as deep as expected. tho prob would be different if i was literally ever in love or even capable of that#existenceunrelateds#ask#asks#ask game
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Eleven for the character ask 🥺🥺
ELEVEN YES I LOVE HER SMMMMMM
favorite thing about them
Oh my god the way El does not take shit!!!!! She learns and she loves but she is not passive!!! It would be so easy to make her scared of everything, but El is just so in love with the world and her friends and she will do whatever it takes to get to live the life she deserves to live
least favorite thing about them
The way her powers are tied to her traumas and how she has to use anger to power them? I feel like that isn't the best narrative choice especially with the connotation there of El having to be angry instead of just being allowed to move on and live her life
favorite line
"I kept it open. I kept the door open three inches. I never stopped believing."
JESUS H her relationship with her dad. Like the way that Hopper is her dad and she never gave up hope for him!!!!! I love her I love her so much she's so good. She's a woman of few words but DAMN IF THOSE WORDS DONT HAVE VALUE
brOTP
WILL AND EL WILL AND EL WILL AND EL Twins!!!!! Luke and Leia!!!!!! They are everything to me. I also love her and the party in general, every one of them have their own special relationship with El. Her and Argyle have this really fun relationship I love!!! We don't get it in canon but El and Steve in fics? I literally include it everywhere they're so great!!!!! Wow I just love El and everyone huh
OTP
I don't really have an OTP for her romantically? El's narrative isn't about romantic love her narrative is about finding herself and learning to love herself. But!!! S1 and S2 Mileven? SO good!!! They have so much chemistry and so sweet and Augh I wish we kept that up in s3 and s4
nOTP
Like I just said Later seasons Mileven kind of ruins them for me. They just don't work together anymore. I don't really have a nOTP because I don't really have an OTP
random headcanon
El is afraid of most animals after everything that's happened, but the rest of the party buy her a betta dish for her 'birthday' and she really loves her fish. His name is technically 'Fish', but she also calls him 'Steve' because the others joked that Steve is like her fish. She thought because he was pretty, not getting the others were being kinda mean, and Steve feels really warm about that.
unpopular opinion
I think that El lying to Mike was a dumb story line? Like El passively accepting being bullied for all those months doesn't make sense to me because of the first point I make here. She's a badass! The idea that she let this happen for so long....hm
song i associate with them
Time in a Bottle by Jim Croce. Her and Hopper's relationship is this song SO MUCH Also her theme in s4 when she walks away from Brenner? ICONIC EVERYTHING ITS SO G O O D
favorite picture of them
TECHNICALLY ITS HER AND MAX BUT THEYRE SO SILLY HERE I LOVE THEM!!!!
#asks#answered#beesreadbooks#character ask game#eleven hopper#el hopper#Liam speaks up#Writing(withacapitalW)
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From best to worst how do you rate the link's cooking?
oh boy oh boy here we go
wild ; resident cook? duh? we all know this one.
twilight ; sometimes feeds the kids or at least Helps make food when Family Time(tm). he makes a mean fish fillet tho
legend ; hes been living on his own since he was nine (kinda) so hes gotta fuckin feed himself SOMEHOW - also he learned so he could make ravio breakfast. sh tho dont tell anyone he can cook
four ; same as legend? off on an adventure, needed at least some Basic Skills. the colours are all good at their own dishes n they r so fuckin different from eachother.
time ; time isnt bad at cooking? hes is just clumsy. big tall man not aware of How Big And Tall He Is. also he has a blindside so... thats a bit of a disadvantage? just . clank. there it goes, knocked over.
wind ; kind of? not really? the sea is weird. tons of fish around i guess. they had a lot of rations, prolly. stopped by islands to stock on fresh food.
warriors ; war time rations and barracks food. he can totally cook! (takes takeout food out of box and puts it in serving dish) (heats up food) (makes sandwich)
hyrule ; if he had good ingredients and some moral support he would not be bad at cooking. and some good ingredients that arent just old.
sky ; he lived in the academy which Served Them Food. and he had continuous access to that throughout his adventure as well, so. learning to cook maybe was not on his priority list.
#ask#Anonymous#they can all cook Kind Of by default#its edible.#'''''cooking'''''#as in they have one or three dishes theyre really good at and the rest is subpar#except for wild.#lowest to highest also accounts for the amount of meals they have#they can make **#lowest cooking skill = least amount of dishes able to cook#hc tag
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Bandaids
Hello, I’m back with part three of this little series. It has been quite nice to tell this story and is good therapy for me. Again I mean no disrespect with this fic these are things that have happened to me and how I deal with them. Read at your own risk, this is a triggering fic. Tell me is you want a part 4
CW/TW: CW/TW: Past Abusive relationship, Anxiety, Depression, Panic Attack, past age difference relationship (Illegal)
Part1 Part2
Characters belong to @lumosinlove
Besides Luka, I made him up, don’t care for him tho
Leo wasn’t walking home, he was stomping. How dare that jerk call him pecan he hasn’t used that name in years, he asked his boys to never call him that. He wants to scream, he wants to shout. He wants to break down and cry, he wants to break down and laugh. He is feeling everything at once and yet nothing at all. The usual ten minute drive to the apartment has turned into a 15 minute stomp back home. He throws his bag on the ground and goes to the kitchen. He is going to distract himself in the best way he knows how. Baking.
By the time Logan and Finn came home the house was filled with a wonderful smell. They both floated into the kitchen following the smell and stopped dead in their tracks. Leo's hands were covered in bandaids, there was flour everywhere, a first aid kit on the table and dishes all over. His eyes were red from crying and his hands shook as he was cutting butter to fold into some homemade pasty crust. They shared a look and both silently agreed Finn would keep an eye on Leo while Logan went to call Sirius.
“Hey Nutty, what Cha making?” Finn sat on a stool across the island from Leo as he took his frustration out on the dough he was making. Leo looked up at Finn through his messed up hair that he has been tugging on every once in a while. “It smells great in here”
He just blinks at him and then his eyes widen as he drops his dough. “Fuck, I forgot about about my cookies!” The younger boy turns around and pulls some odd shaped sugar cookies out of the oven, hes shaking bad enough that the baking sheet is moving in the pan as he sets it down on the counter. “I don’t even like sugar cookies- what- why did I made these?” He looks at Finn as if the older boy has the answer to everything and his eyes start to fill with tears. “What am I even doing? Half of this can’t even be ate because theyre have my fucking blood in them and my literally tears. Finn, I don’t want to feel like this anymore.” He wraps his arms around himself as a few silent tear streak down his face.
Finn’s heart just shatters as he watches Leo fall apart right before his eyes. He walks over and cautiously reaches out for the light of his life. A silent invitation for touch. The younger boy practically falls into his arms and presses his nose into Finn's neck. Leo isn’t sobbing, he has done enough of that the past few weeks. A few rogue tears did fall onto his shoulder but he didn’t care. Finn moved Leo to sit down on one of the bar stools as Finn figures out how to turn off the oven.
Leo was resting his head in his hands when he felt a hand on his back, he wasn’t sure how much time had passed. He might have dozed off for a few minutes as the adrenaline from his argument earlier seeped out of his veins. He looked up to look into a pool of emeralds and his heart skipped a beat. Sometimes he forgot how lucky he was to have two beautiful boys who loved him. He felt guilty for how he has been acting the past few weeks but the boys have been so good to him and so good at understanding his boundaries at different times. He learned it and gave his boy a smooch. He smiled when Logan kissed back and pulled away putting their foreheads together
“Mon Coeur, Sirius is here I think you two should talk.” He looks into his eyes and pushes his hair off his forehead and kisses the young boy's forehead. He pulled away and went to stand by Finn. “We will be in the other room if you need us okay? Peanut?”
“Yeah, I’ll be okay” he sends a soft smile their way as they both plant a kiss on each of his cheeks and head to the bedroom as Sirius walks in and sits next to Leo on a bar stool and looks into the kitchen.
“You really did a number on this kitchen, eh Nutty” He smiles at the young boy and is struck by just how rough he looks. The wild hair, the dark sleep bruises under his eyes, the bandaged up fingers, pale face. He looked so young and so vulnerable. Sirius understood, and he wanted to help. “Leo, can… can you tell me what's going on? Everyone has been worrying about you ever since Luka showed up.” He noticed the way Leo looked alarmed and tensed when he said Luka. “You know, I haven’t really talked to many people on the team about my past and my family. My parents would physically… abuse me, and they would say horrible things to me. Some of the habits they forced on me I have actually kept over the years, Heather says i should keep them because it will remind me of what I’ve come from.” He looked up to see Leo staring at him and he took his hand in support. “Do you go to Heather?”
“Yeah, I-I do go to her. Not as much as I should but I don’t know how much I can handle.” He looks as though he is thinking of the right words to say. “Sirius, you don’t have to tell me anything, I said basically everything that happened in the locker room… He would treat me like I was a disposable fleshlight” He tightens his grip on Sirius’ hand and balls his other fist tight enough to crack his knuckles. “ Sorry, some people don’t like when I do that.” He looks at Sirius and swallows.
“I understand, Leo this isn’t something you should have to deal with. If what I heard in the locker room was true then we need to talk to Arthur and the Lions Organization to get him fired because you, looking and acting like this. It has to be so stressful and if I had to work around my father or god forbid my Maman I couldn’t handle it. You're incredibly strong and I actually admire you for that.``
“Cap I have done nothing but cause issues for the last month!”
“You have a reason for acting out though Leo, and we can help you. Please, Let the team help you.” His eyes were pleading as Leo looked into them. He nodded and Sirius pulled him into a tight embrace. “Go tell your boys we are going to talk to Arthur.” He smiled as Leo wandered over to the bedroom, he could hear talking and a few smacks off kisses.
Leo emerged from the room with a shy smile on his face and red cheeks. Sirius shook his head but smiled as he patted the Goalies shoulder and walked them out the door to his range rover.
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GH | 21. Sleeping Arrangements
GH 20 GH 22
Drew opened the door to Chase's apartment, or everybody's apartment really, and engulfed me in a warm 'welcome home' hug. I hugged him back with a huge smile on my face. I was so excited to spend time with the cast and obviously the reason for that was a terrible thing but at least I didn't have to go through it alone, which is what would've happend if Chase didn't invite me to stay with them.
"Fucking finally!", the boy said, letting me go and helping me with my two suitcases. I didn't have as much stuff as it looked, even because we weren't sure how long this lockdown would last but, hey, I'm a woman, I like to be prevented for anything. And I had lots of sweatpants, my adored sweatpants, which take a lot of space in a single suitcase.
"So, where's the so unsufferable child y'all keep complaining about?", I asked, walking further into the apartmant to the living room, where Chase, JD and Austin sat on the couch.
"You arrived at the perfect time.", Chase got up to hug me, "He went to take a piss."
"You could've just said Rudy went to the bathroom, I don't need to know what he does there.", we both laughed and the other guys hugged me too. "Where's Bailey?"
"It was her turn to take out the trash.", JD answered and the front door opened right after he spoke, Madison walking in.
"Kelly, my baby!"
"Sup Bailey babe!", we hugged each other pretty much like Maddie and I did earlier.
"Kelly?", Rudys voice sounded from the hallway and oh boy did I feel my insides tingle from excitement to see him.
"It's me baby boy!"
"Oh here we go.", Chase mumbled in an amused voice, stepping away from me.
I looked at him questioningly but I didn't even had time to ask him anything because I was lifted by a pair of strong arms around my waist and, as an instinct, I wrapped my arms around the boy's neck and my legs around his waist while letting a tiny squeal from surprise. Eveyone was either laughing, smiling or 'awe'ing and I couldn't help but laugh too, both of embarassement and for finally hugging my favorite person.
"I missed you!", Rudy said, wiggling our bodies from one side to another with each word he said.
"I missed you too!", I kissed his forehead and he smiled adorably, putting me down and huggin me like a normal person.
"Oh the quietness.", Drew said, from behind us, and was follower by JD.
"The piece."
"This is way too cute for me to handle.", Austin commented.
"Shush!", I said, still wrapped in Rudy's arms.
"Oh hun you're quarantining with us, better get used to it.", Bailey laughed.
Rudy let me go and went to the kitchen, asking me if I was hungry on his way there. I said yes and he got all excited saying he would make me something he just learned to do. Safe to say I melted. He was adorable.
"Why do I feel like there's going to be a lot of fighting over you?", Maddie asked, sitting down on the ground between Chase's legs (which I would totally tease her about it later) and I sat in front of her.
"Probably, I guess I'll have to get used to be shared between you two."
"Yeah, good luck with that girls.", JD added, laughing.
We spent the rest of the day talking, playing some games and eating a lot. I asked the cast how the interviews they did before the lockdown went and they would be having some more via facetime during the lockdown.
After dinner, we were discussing the sleeping arrangements. There were three rooms and seven of us so it would be kind of difficult. Chase and Maddie decided to share one room, recieving lots of whistles from us, Drew and JD would share another, Bailey, Rudy and I got the last room and Austin offered to take the couch. Then, a fight between Bailey and Rudy took over to decide who would take the bed and who would stay on the air matress on the floor.
"How about you two take the bed and I sleep on the matress?", I suggested.
Madison said it was cool with her so we closed the case. Rudy agreed too but he didn't seem pleased.
We all decided to finally go to bed but I insisted in washing the dishes from dinner before that because I hated seeing dirty dishes around. Rudy offered to help me so I took that oportunity to ask him about our sleeping arrangement.
"Aren't you happy you got the bed?", I asked in amusement, trying to keep the mood lightened up.
"Of course, but I wanted to share with you."
I smiled and hoped he couldn't see my cheeks getting red.
"Smooth, Pankow, smooth."
"No! Not like that! I just want cuddles.", he said the last sentence in a hushed tone, smiling timidly.
"I'm sure Bailey wouldn't mind switching it up a few nights, that way everyone gets to sleep on the bed and you get your cuddles."
"Sounds fair."
"Alright friends, time for skin care!", JD's voice came in between Rudy and I.
"Oh, Bubble!", Rudy exclaimed.
"Was is that?", I asked, drying my wet hands on the towel and turning around to take a better look at what JD was holding.
"We have this partnership with this skin care line, Bubble, it's actually really good, wanna try it?"
"Sure!"
"This feels like a pj party with my girlfriends.", I commented, laughing at the three of us staring at the mirror with the facewash on our faces. The boys laughed and agreed.
It was just my first day staying with the cast and I was already having a blast. I loved these people so much and I was so grateful to have them in my life, I couldn't wait to live with them for the next weeks.
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Did I still write out a part one of the curly haired! Kyoshi Warrior! Zuko AU aven though I should be sleeping now? Haha, yep. Enjoy
When Zuko was only two years old Azula was born, she was born healthy and strong unlike him. Azulon immediately showed great distaste for his grandson and Ozai was ready to disown and possibly end Zuko. Walking towards Ursa who happened to be holding him he let a spark from in his hand. However Iroh stepped between him and the child. The elder brother seething with anger at Ozai's behavior "you will not touch Zuko, if you are so quick to disown him, then he will be my son instead. I will not let you harm him."
"Step aside Iroh" Azulon demanded
"No." Iroh snapped back "Ozai, you can take my place as the crown prince, I will leave with Lu Ten and Zuko."
"You would release your place as the heir for a weak link?" Azulon scoffed
"Yes. I would."
After that day Iroh took Lu Ten and Zuko and fled the nation in a ship with a small crew, namely a chef Luin, the captain Uzami, the helmsman Junney and two deck mates Lee and Chit Sang. Uzami and Chit Sang were the only other fire benders on the ship with them.
They sailed for a good two weeks before finding the island of Kyoshi. They anchored the ship and took some time off of it to relax on the beach, Lu Ten collecting some water from a small river nearby to bathe Zuko who was rightfully very fussy. When he got back Iroh had set up the 'bathing bowl' as Iroh had called it. "Hey Pa, do you think this will be enough water for Zuko?"
He reached Iroh and Zuko and Iroh simply nodded. While bathing Zuko the older boy sang to him to calm his cries. Dressing him was a hassle like always, but after he was dressed Lu Ten distracted him with the many shells he found on the beach and some shiny rocks "oo! Look at this one Prince Zuzy!" Lu Ten said as he revealed a small green stone to Zuko who reached out to grab it
"What are you doing on our island?" A booming woman's voice came from the edge of the tree line making Zuko jump and hide in his older brothers arms. Lu Ten only flinched at the voice but turned to see a group of women in battle ready uniform.
"Im sorry, we were only stopping to rest and wash up a bit, we wont stay for long, scouts honor"
"To hell with your scouts honor!" The leader shouted
"To hell!" Zuko said and Lu Ten glared at the woman
"Please dont teach him swears, he's only 2"
The group of women couldn't help but giggle at the baby boy now marching around singing "to hell! to hell!"
"What are you doing here?" The leader repeated her question
"We fled our nation about 2 weeks ago to save prince Zuko here, and we just needed to stop and properly wash up." He paused and looked at Zuko marching around "his dad was going to... end him... because his younger sister happened to be stronger than him." He frowned "he's never really been fond of him though so I'm not surprised, when he was born sick Ozai wanted nothing to do with him" He stood slowly and bent to pick Zuko up. "Im sorry we trespassed on your island, we meant no disrespect. We will lea-"
"No. Stay." The leader interrupted him "if I'm not mistaken by your clothing and you calling that child Prince, you were fire nation royalty?" He nodded "and you fled to save this little two year old who would have been killed simply for being sick... stay for a while and rest properly. We have some empty rooms you can stay in. How many are with you?"
"Imcluding me? There's eight, we have a small crew but theyre like family to my Pa and I."
"Lu Ten! Hey Lu! Junney says you need to- whats going on? Oh the Kyoshi warriors" Iroh gave a small Bow "Lu, Junney says you need to clean up Dishes Uzumi is taking a break to have a... uh I think she called it an existential crisis on the beach."
The women laughed at the elder man's confusion while looking over his shoulder to see this woman in full chef's uniform laying starfish in the sand just staring at the sky silently.
As the years went on Iroh and Lu Ten ran a small Kitchen with Uzumi supervising. Junney and Lee happened to love training with the Kyoshi warriors while Chit Sang helped build new homes and a small campsite area with benches and a small stage like platform.
Zuko ended up training with the Kyoshi warriors as well, his hair being tied into a high ponytail as a way to tame his curly mane. He'd practice his bending with the fans they gave him. However one day when he was 13 he made the mistake of bending near a weakened tree, catching a large branch on fire and not having enough time to dodge it as it fell ontop of him. He screamed out to any of the village members who might be near as the burning branch pinned him down, burning his left eye, and most of his left side and arm. By the time Suki had found him and gotten the branch off he was already burnt and passed out from the pain. She dragged him back to the village crying out "Help! Somebody help! Please! Zuko's hurt!" Her face was stained with tears. As soon as she got to the edge of the village the warriors took him from her hold and carried him to the healers. She ran after them but Iroh stopped her with a hug
"He will be alright little Suki, just be patient." He said as he held her. He didnt wake up fully for a good two days but when he did he screamed until Suki rushed in and held his good hand
"Zuko, zuko you're okay"
"Suki? What happened? The- the branch? It fell- I-"
"Zuko, hey, youre okay Zuko, I got the branch off of you and you're safe now, you're okay"
"My face hurts"
"Yeah, well, a flaming branch pinning you down is gonna leave some damage"
"Is it noticeable?"
"Yeah, but I think it makes you look fierce"
He managed a small smile that day. It took him a good year after the incident to gain his fighting and bending abilities again due to his sight and hearing loss on his left side. But when he did he was even stronger than before.
He ended up practicing his bending on the beach with someone nearby, either Iroh, Lu Ten, Junney or Suki if she wasn't busy. He would bend without the uniform on during practice, instead opting for casual high waisted pants. He used his warrior fans to guide the flames and strengthen them.
The first time Suki saw him bending with the fans this way he heart stuttered. That was the moment she formed a crush on the curly haired firebender.
Three years spent training as a Kyoshi warrior with flaming fans, he felt confident in his defenses. So he and Lu Ten set out one day to practice their bending out on the beach. Zuko not being afraid to trip because he could always stick the landing.
Lu Ten fired a large blast at Zuko and in response he took his fans and jutted them forward fast halting with just an inch between them, sending the blast back at Lu Ten who stumbled back. "Hah! 3 to 1 Lu Lu!"
He was about to help his older brother up but was sent flying over him by a sudden gust of air, however he was quick to respond and landed with his fans at the ready to defend. But, the Kyoshi warriors had already captured the three people who had attacked him.
With the trio tied to the statue of Kyoshi the warriors questioned them with Zuko beside them "why did you attack Zuko and Lu Ten?" Suki demanded
"They're firebenders! Why are you defending them!?" The blue clad boy shouted, huh hes kinda cute
"Maybe because they came here 14 years ago and have done nothing but help us? They're part of the village regardless of their bending." Suki smirked
The interaction ended up being not only accusatory to the trio but discovering that the bald one was the avatar, who's name he learned was Aang. Who, upon hearing Zuko's story took a liking to. As did the blue boy, Sokka, but his sister however was stand offish, Katara.
#avatar the last airbender#atla sokka#sokka#prince zuko#zuko#avatar gaang#avatar: the last airbender#lu ten lives#lu ten#atla iroh#uncle iroh#suki#katara
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Haikyuu characters as things said in the hhcu
a/n: this is pure humor and just something fun, the hhcu is wild and says stupid shit more than once a day so i complied a ridiculously long list of quotes and put them together in this list to share with yall so please enjoy, read more because again this is so long also pt 2. some of these r pretty nsfw so uh yeah <3
Oikawa: When he gives up his torso 😍
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Nishinoya: Fisherman daddy
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Bokuto: I trust no condiments
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Osamu: YELLOW BAD OIKAWA IS NOT ALLOWED IN MY KITCHEN
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Tendou: Give ass in shiratorizawa?
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Atsumu: Garlic air freshener
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Nishinoya talking about his sex life: ITS THE GOOD OL FASHIONED POW POW GRUNT GRUNT WINDOW WASHER ULTIMATE FRISBEE DICK CONNECTOR
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Hinata: thank you!! also my oven melted??? and caught on fire 😰
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Yaku probably thinking abt kuroo while saying this: not gonna front im terrified of the live action grinch and if i ever see him its on sight
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Kageyama: Except that one mustard faze I had
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Lev after yaku kicks him yet again: NO INCH ACTIVE INCH VERY ACTIVE
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Suga after Kiyoko holds his hands: premarital eye contact is already a sin
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Iwaizumi realizing Oikawa probably wouldn’t know the difference between hawaiian rolls and milk bread: when he says hit it till it breaks, he means the packaging of hawaiin rolls
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All of Seijoh to Oikawa: You know whats really sexy? Self care.
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Hoshihumi: like a three year old. still baby but also evil at times🤡
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Oikawa right before his death: "MORNING HAJI!~" slaps tiddie
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Anyone falling on love with haikyuu boys: hey a good reverse harem never hurt anyone
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Idk who says it but terushima would do this: places his hand to my heart but then hes like heh heh boob squishy
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Tendou: centrepical force saved my bag of chocolate!!
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Lev thinking it was a literary masterpiece: *reads about a fourth of the bee movie*
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Hinata making fun of Kageyama: milk is better than the feeling of the ball touching your fingertips during a perfect set
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Hinata and Kageyama failing tests: thats just the dumbass in me babey!!!
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Atsumu simply trying to annoy Osamu: Are y’all meaning to tell me you DON’T take your raw chicken on walks through the city?
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Yahaba: PUSSY ALWAYS LEAVES
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Mattsun just to annoy everyone: yall ever think about how in the 50s and 60s they just put raw hotdogs or shrimp into jello and ate that shit and enjoyed it???
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Suga: i am now crying and my boyfriend is concerned and i can’t tell him that I’ve lost my husband and children
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Kenma; Smh my head
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Bokuto: Sorry not all of us can have double decker extra stuffed bottoms up extra large super sized t n a like me🥰🥰💅💅
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Everyone to bokuto: titty enthusiast ✨✨
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Me to kuroo: sorry babe youre a scorpio you dont have any rights anymore
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Tendou: i accidentally lit a baby on fire
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Atsumu: This feels real human centipede
Bokuto: theyre not ass to mouth
Atsumu: Close enough
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Bokuto when a minor inconvience happens: Why are we still here? Just to suffer? Every day, I wake up....
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Sakusa: Remove your lips from my penis
Atsumu: I use a gluestick as chapstick i cant
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Goshiki: Arson or boot in my book, set fire to something live a little
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Tsukishima: I don’t like recieving pain. It hurts
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Kenma annoyed w kuroo: Put your dick in the fucking catfish’s pussy then
Kuroo being annoying: How deep is catfish pussy
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Makki to Mattsun: Ayo babe what if we fucked on the catfish tank
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Kiyoko tiredly, to Tanaka: I’m not putting salt and pepper on my pussy lips
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Saeko: I’ve got that Deep dish, super soaker, wet, succulent dripping honey suckle like sweet marinated mooseknuckle, extra thick, slip n slide, water park, waterbender, extra ribbed, the seven seas, gorilla grip, flex tape, primordial soup Dwayne the Rock Johnson, Cardi B, Megan Thee Stallion pussy
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Atsumu not really knowing what cooch means: I got the body builder cooch
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Oikawa after not sleeping to train, extremely sleep deprived: youre got unending
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Goshiki; Commit arson
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Akaashi: I leave for 10 minutes and Bokuto is 240v (mouth edition) fuckmaster pro 4000 with semen drip collection tray, automated self-lubricating 6 speed pulsating pussy and built in Polycrystalline floatable silicon
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Oikawa; I’m coming to murk your ass xoxo
Iwa: I will literally shiv you bitch
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Kindaichi: ✨ bob duncan exterminates you asmr✨
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Makki: I’ll try to find my favorite about Jacob sartorius vampire babies with Hillary Clinton
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Kenma after playing some obscure video game: also i can’t sleep😔 too busy thinking about human sized bats
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ME fuck yall im carpetting my bathroom: you already put rugs in the bathroom might as well carpet that bitch
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Kuroo talking abt something sciency idk: LIKE A BODY WIG
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Seijoh when iwa throws balls at oikawa: spousal abuse right in front of my salad
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Hinata making up some new stupid song: Ants on a log ants on a log
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Atsumu to piss off Osamu once more: world f amous allegra chicken
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Semi: Gay little Ushijima’s left hand
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Bokuto: Are you disagreeing with the fact that I am thicc as phuck
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Kiyoko: Guys is it uh... is it possible to sprain a titty cause.... Uh....
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Terushima: He laughed at the end of his own joke what a fuckin chad
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Bokuto: IS THAT THE DOG FROM ZOOTOOIA
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Kageyama: milk is kinda like organ paint huh
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Nishinoya: i don’t think socks taste good
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Tendou: out of your mummy, into my tummy
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Hinata; shout out to me who thought chickens had four legs until last summer
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Oikawa Hanger: I WANNA HANG MY CLOTHES ON HIM
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Kenma: What a little pissbaby
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Yamaguchi: i am literally so curious about what it's like to kiss a boy that it's almost killing me
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Daichi about Suga: he may be cute, but istg there’s some kind of raging devil trapped in him
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Saeko: fuck society my titties are out
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Hinata after getting lecture by everyone for sneaking into the training camp: GOOD NEWS MY DAD IS NOT GOING TO PUT ME IN THE OVEN
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Just me thinking abt any first years: children. toddlers. Tikes.
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Me waiting for the fever: When is malaria?
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Uhhhhh probably tendou his vibes: Ill electrocute his cock
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Akaashi just go w it probably about bokuto: Why is he shoving cheese up the pussy
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Osamu tiredly: Ooey gooey cheesy chicken vagaina
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Nishinoya trying to catch a very large fish: Dom the Crab
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Bonus crabagraph: The crabs death reverberated and struck fear into the hearts of all crabs in existence because of this one 60+ year old mans volatile universe-crunching swing. Dude defied the laws of gravity by simply getting pinched by the crab. Man just reinvented the laws of physics and all of science due to the sheer force of will and untapped wellsprings if potential unleashed by the crab. If aliens show up it’s because the supersonic radio waves released by the banging of the crab against the cabinet are the first ever created in the universe. Man could cause a ripple in space-time with his crab launching abilities. Guy probably opened a gateway into another universe when he launched the crab. You see how the cabinet door opened and stayed open? It’s because this elder tore a hole through the fabric of reality to the Other Side simply because he experienced a minor bit of pain. The way he released a defeated roar of agony. The ancient gods awoke from their deep slumber and this old man single-handedly revived all his ancestors. New wars are about to start because of the way this man broke the barriers containing this reality into one fixed area. This universe is now expanding at such a rapid rate the the geosphere will now be reshaped. This man probably unknowingly blasted a hole in the other side of the planet because the shockwaves of the aggressive rippling effect of this poor crustacean slamming at lightning speed into a small wooden frame. The crabs insides were probably fused into the shell because this man’s angry, rage filled, pain filled battering ram of an arm throwing him through every known dimension and re-arriving in this one at the mere moment to experience the most pain a crab ever has or will in the rest of the existence of crabs. This elderly man probably has phased through and broken every human limiter known to man just because he got a minor pinch by a crab. He probably is bio-medically fused with crab DNA at this point. A legend.
#incorrect haikyuu#incorrect haikyuu quotes#nishinoya#osamu#atsumu#oikawa#yamaguchi#suga#kiyoko#tendou#bokuto#akaashi#terushima#yaku#lev#hinata#kageyama#kenma#kuroo#kindaichi#semi#iwaizumi#did i get everyone#okay#enjoy this
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this is it... the final post.... 226 through THE END!!!!!
this shit with mu qing and the river of lava is SOOOO dramatic im loving it
oh my god theyre on a FUCKING bridge of course they are okay let’s go boys
“You’re right. We’re alike. You think me odd, I think you to be rather weird too.” - so what im getting from this is that xie lian and mu qing are the only characters in this book with working gaydar okay yup got it this checks out
god... the fact that xie lian is ready to be like “look mu qing we can just forget about the past it doesnt matter we dont have to be friends i know you dont like me but im not gonna let you die over it” and then mu qing is like “.... god i really do admire you huh”
“You...certainly...are rather amazing. You’re...also...a better person...than me. Long story short, I...very much wanted...to become your f-f-friend.” - going to think about this for the rest of all time im about to become utterly unintelligible im overcome with emotions
“And, at the end of the white silk band, Feng Xin was gripping Ruoye with one hand while the other was holding on to a steel-faced Mu Qing, and he shouted towards him.” - the fucking IMAGE of this im gonna cry this is everything i could have asked for im so happy also mu qing dangling there like “ welp. guess ill live“
“Feng Xin was almost burnt by that pillar of fire, and he shouted in outrage. “WHAT’S WITH THIS BAND OF DOG SHITS, ATTACKING PEOPLE WHILE THEY’RE DOWN, SO VILE! FUCK YOUR ENTIRE FAMILY!”
Xie Lian responded, “IF THEIR ENTIRE FAMILIES ALL LOOK LIKE THAT, YOU SURE YOU WANT TO FUCK THEM??” - theyre so funny!!! and theyre best friends!!! theyre joking together now in the middle of all this i could cry theyre back!!!
“Using sticks as arrows, he held the bow with one hand and used his teeth to bite back the bowstring.” - no clue how practical this is but okay archer boy. hot
i actually have so many little quips between the three of them highlighted but we’d be here all night if i included them all. im literally so delighted by this omg worth the wait
“Each sabre strike slashed to the bone. It wasn’t like Xie Lian had never seen Hua Cheng use the sabre before in the past, but his style had always been easy and leisurely, nonchalant and casual. Rather than say he was handling a weapon, it was more like he was toying with a small knife. Yet those blade marks were filled with killing intent. It was easy to imagine just how skilled the one exchanging blows with him was, and how perilous this battle.” you have no idea how mad i was when i read this and thought we missed witnessing the fight between hc and jw omg
“Behind him, Feng Xin muttered, “Dear fucking god, may all the gods and buddhas grant their blessings, that better absolutely be Crimson Rain Sought Flower, otherwise he’s gonna go mad!”
“Stop your rubbish,” Mu Qing berated. “We’re all the gods and buddhas ourselves and we can’t grant shit, just keep up with him! Look at the stumbling way he’s running, he’s gonna trip and fall to his bloody death before he even sees the man!” - okay i know i said no more quips but this is literally too funny i just wanted to read it again
“ However, for whatever reason, that vicious ghost, in its muddled state, took that large group of live mortals under its wing and fled for many days. In the end, they were still surrounded by millions of ghosts, trapped in a dead end, and it was going to be eaten along with those humans.”
[...]
“That vicious ghost almost made a move against those humans, but for some reason, in the end, it didn’t. It instead used one of its own eyes as the price to forge a blood weapon. That vicious ghost was already forcibly hanging on with its last breath; after digging out its eye it should’ve broken apart completely. Yet somehow something had shocked it, and it instead woke to its senses completely. “ - THIS IS AMAZING ARE YOU KIDDING ME???? IS THIS ALL WE GET ABOUT HIS GHOSTLY LORE?????? HUA CHENGGGGGGGG
“What a terrible offence, his old habit had come out, and he quickly apologized.
“I’m sorry! You don’t have to listen to me!”
Hua Cheng, however, only smiled happily. “Everything gege tells me is the best advice, so why wouldn’t I listen?” - this isnt the fucking time afjdkfjsdkl they really never stop
“So you can hold the illusion of a perfect Crown Prince of Wuyong to face and dismiss the Jun Wu now. Isn’t that your objective? Did you think I don’t know what you’re thinking?”
“THAT’S NOT IT!” Guoshi cried. “Stop getting tied up in right and wrong, victories and defeat, I’VE NEVER THOUGHT THAT WAY BEFORE!” - jun wu only being able to see xie lian as his successor and believing that thats all anyone else sees too... okay
honestly this whole final showdown was a blast i cant put everything in but it was so much fun to read. the DRAMA the LAVA the SHOUTING t
“Hua Cheng had poured too much spiritual power into him. There really was too much, so much that it was completely outside the amount the cursed shackle could withstand.” - okay.... okay... the love you give will set you free... okay....
“With Jun Wu in his grip, he carried both their bodies and forcefully slammed into the incomparably-solid rock wall!
He used all of his power in this smash, and in the rumbling and crashing of rocks, he also heard the sound of something breaking.”
[...]
“A moment later, Jun Wu suddenly asked, “That move. What is it called?”
“...”
Xie Lian raised his sleeve and wiped away the blood on the side of his face. “Shattering boulders on the chest.” YES!!!!! YES!!!!! xie lian actually lived that life!!!!!! i loved this detail so much
“After a moment of silence, Xie Lian took off the bamboo hat carried on his back, took it in his hand, and covered it over Jun Wu’s face.” - xie lian... good... another detail i love. a hat that protects from the rain, given in a moment of need, even to someone who has caused you hardship... we do not forget the kindness granted to us
“There was gratefulness, there was shame, there was heartache, there was wild joy, but above all else, there was incurable love.” - :pleading: i wish it was just that easy tbh. “i have to tell you about the worst parts of myself” “ive already seen them and i dont care i still love you“ truly the dream
“ It’s been so long since anyone listened to me talk, won’t you stay? Don’t...actually do this. I won’t be able to take it. Twice, it’s been twice already! I really don’t want there to be a third time!!!” - the bit about just wanting someone to listen to him talk... xie lian... :(
emily corpse bride moment.... i knew it had to happen.... butterflies.... death and rebirth.... inevitable
xianle trio bickering about ruoye..... mu qing complaining but not letting anyone else fix it... im so happy
“The Rain Master sat down on the spot, looking like she was going to perform a passing service for her. After all, Xuan Ji was the only one left of the Kingdom of Yushi besides herself.” - xuan ji you sure the hell were... a character. this little moment tho..... yushi huang... many thoughts
“ Who hasn’t made promises, or swore to the mountains and the seas when they were young? Talking of affection, of love, of forevers. But, the longer I hang around in the world, the more I understand, something like ‘forever’ is impossible. It’s never going to be possible. Having it once was already good enough. No one can truly achieve it. I don’t believe in it anymore.” - jian lan im happy for you bummer it didnt work out with feng xin but yeah that was looooong ago. also this quote me same mood kin but its chill. having it once was already good enough
although yeah tbh if theres anyone who can have a forever like that... it would be a ghost and a god
fasdfjadklfj GOD... pour one out for ling wen.. but is that not the truth of this world? the one can be pardoned for being good at paperwork that no one else wants to do? isnt that the plot of the shawshank redemption?
okay but the fact that all xie lian’s friends come to visit him while he waits for hua cheng is making me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.... fengqing coming together to try to get him out of the house but get scared off by his cooking... amazing
“Last time, they spent eight hundred years running towards each other.
This time, it only took an instant to fall into each other’s embrace.” - im completely unaffected by this. im not lying i swear (i am lying im very emotionally affected)
okay i love this final wrap up chapter party its so fun. mu qing moving on from the broom thing!!! good for him!! the beggars get their reward!!! the fun ghost city chefs!! SQX!!!! and he xuan is?? here too??? he’s hungry??? fjadlkfjsdl
“The grounds that Feng Xin and Mu Qing had just swept were once again filthy from that giant crowd of muddy feet. Mu Qing gripped his broom, looking like he felt someone had infected him with fleas, and his eyes were wide.” - me when my dad comes into the kitchen when ive just finished washing dishes i get it king
the little folklore bit... fun!!! oh my god its over..... :(
that was really fun i had a blast reading it and on the whole really liked it i WISH soo badly that hua cheng had gotten more outside of being cunty and devoted even tho those are both important i just wish there was more about like how he got by during those 800 years and like did he ever have doubts? what shaped his worldview was it all xie lian or was it his experience as a mortal as well? why is he so mean to e’ming? theres bits and pieces here and there and i know it was already SO long but that really would have been great if there was more about hc cuz tbh by the end, at least for me, the hualian relationship didnt actually feel as fleshed out as the xianle trio relationship like i still liked hualian’s dynamic and it was really sweet how much they clearly really liked each other and everything but i kind of wish some of the other subplots had been dropped or diminished in favor of more hc development i think that would have been cool
but anyway thats some of my thoughts and i really did enjoy the hell out of book 5 that was a riot and uhhh thanks to everyone who read these or commented *lends you spiritual energy through a high five*
#tgcf liveblog#it is Complete i can move on now#i actually have a lot more thoughts about hl because i uhhhh relate. to things. and have opinions due to my experiences#but its also quite Personal soooo i might just keep them tucked away#anyway im freeeeeee#mouse mumbles
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ikedaddies punishing u (together)
based on this post
(lets say comte brought everyone from all three times/universes to his mansion and so you all just live together there and you’re in some type of polyamorous relationship with too many doms lmfao good luck) (also I literally hate this I guess my brain wanted to take multiple different approaches to this so im keeping the part I ACTUALLY wanted to write simpler and I might just write a foursome for it later) (don’t go into this expecting it to be good Im not even brave enough to read over it bc its THAT bad)
first off lets start with their main dynamic. normally when all of them punish together, they take on three different roles- one per each. the punishment, the reward, and the aftercare.
it gives a sense of organization and none of them really mind- they enjoy the roles they took on.
normally, Saint-Germain handles the punishment, Sirius the rewarding, and Hideyoshi the aftercare (to no-ones surprise)
occasionally, Sirius and Saint-Germain might switch roles, because it isn't too difficult to tip Sirius over the edge and Saint-Germain does have a thing for watching.
if, somehow, you manage to piss all of them off enough to be punished by all three... god save your soul but that's a story for later
now on to the main ways to tee them off, then on to the fun part :)
Saint-Germain (ironically) doesn’t really like to share. the main way to earn a punishment from him is to play on his jealous bone
lean a little too close to Arthur, brush your hand against napoleon’s across the dinner table, fix sebastian’s hair when it falls into his eyes as he’s washing dishes... bend over a little too slowly in the dining room when Isaac drops his fork. definitely don’t wear anything revealing (though he’s bought you quite a few more revealing things to wear just for him, Sirius, and Hideyoshi) outside of your room.
Sirius hates when you question his dominance, when you tease him as if you don’t believe he’ll do anything about it. he despises when you disobey his orders, and hates when you treat either of the others as if they have more power than he does (comte in particular- he likes to be on an equal level with his other dominants but you tend to treat comte with a little bit more respect than Sirius because comte is the one who usually comes with a punishment)
Hideyoshi has admirable control over his feelings, things like jealousy don’t tip him over the edge, but the two things that will cause him to lose it, drop his self control and punish you with pleasure and light pain until you listen to him, are when you do anything to endanger yourself and when you pleasure yourself without permission
starting the fun part. their individual punishments.
they always tell one another when they have to punish you so you don’t end up with too many punishments and no rewards (theyre a very organized group of... daddies...)
they usually like to punish all together, so that all three of their roles are perfectly fulfilled, but of course sometimes it comes down to them punishing you on their own.
they do have one big rule though- they never punish you in your room. that’s your safe area and they want to keep it feeling like a safe area for you. anywhere else is cool though. and I do mean anywhere.
Saint-Germain likes to punish you in his own room. his solo punishments mainly include staking his claim. marking you as his own is a big thing when he’s jealous, so expect a lot of hickeys and biting.
he has amazing self-control, and even when he’s absolutely losing it inside, youll never know by looking at him.
he always has a calm, elegant smile on his face, at least until you look away, and his eyes narrow and darken and his tongue darts out to wet his lips.
he’s all gentle teases, he loves hearing you beg for him- knowing you belong to him. his hands brush over your skin in-between bites, just barely touching you until you’re begging and pleading for him to touch you properly.
he marks you calmly, lips moving slowly over different areas of your body to stake claim with his lips and fangs so that you remember not only who you belong to, but who’s punishing you.
he tends to tie or cuff your hands- he wants you to know who’s in charge, and who’s not. hint: you’re most definitely not. ever.
he’ll stuff your own panties into your mouth and flip you over onto your front, mumbling that no-one should hear you but himself before continuing to tease you. his teasing would get worse with every punishment, making sure it would be one you wouldn’t soon forget.
just before you snapped, he’d stuff you full of his cock, pausing to let you adjust and groaning lowly in response to the loud cry of relief it drew from you.
he’d thrive off your noises, fucking you fast and rough and when you spit your panties out, he’d stuff your mouth instead with his fingers.
by the time he was done with you you’d be utterly exhausted, and so he’d clean you up and take you back to your room, calling Sirius and Hideyoshi in so you were surrounded and taken care of by everyone you loved when you fell asleep.
Sirius would generally use a bit of a rougher punishment, intent on proving to you that he could be just as good, if not better, of a punisher than the others when it came down to it.
he’d punish you anywhere he could get you alone (except your room of course), taking you into any room with a lock on the door and immediately pinning you to the wall with his body, one hand pulling your thigh up to lock around his waist and his other roughly grasping your chin to force your eyes to meet his.
he’d lean down and lock your lips, kissing you rough and deep before lifting your other leg to hold you up entirely with his own body and the wall behind you so that you were utterly vulnerable to him, smirking when you whimpered as he ground himself into your core, opened to him due to your legs being wrapped around his waist.
“what’s that little lady?” he’d tease against your lips, grabbing your waist with his hands to hold you as he stepped back off the wall, moving to find somewhere he could sit down.
as soon as he sat down he’d grind you down on his growing erection before practically shoving you off, placing you on the ground with a dark gaze before folding his arms and leaning back. “strip” he’d demand, watching you do it before patting his fully clothed thigh, silently instructing you to bend over his knee.
he’d make you count and thank him for each spank until your ass was red and raw, and then he’d pick you up and lift you to straddle his lap, grabbing your hair and once again making you stare into his eyes, smugly smirking at the tears staining your cheeks.
“will you listen to me now, little lady? or do you want me to throw you around? you want me to tease you like comte? you want me to fuck you like him?” his deep voice would ring, one hand at your waist, holding your ass down on his pants so you could feel the burn of the rough fabric against your hot skin as his other hand grasped the hair at the nape of your neck to keep you completely controlled under his touch.
he loved your whimpers, always wanting you to be louder for him.
he’d make you ride him, watching amusedly as you searched for pleasure that only he could give you until your thighs burned and you begged him to fuck you.
he’d move you to the wall again, using it as leverage to plow into him until you were crying for him.
afterwards he’d wrap you in his jacket and, just like comte, he’d take you back to your room and call the others to come help you calm down and rest.
Hideyoshi prefers to punish you with pleasure, overwhelming you until you’re shaking in sensitivity. if you carry something you know is too heavy for you or aren't careful enough with a kitchen knife and risk hurting yourself and happen to get caught, he’ll instantly scold you, taking whatever object from your hands and telling you to go back to his room while he handled this
instantly you’ll know what he has in store for you, so you’ll obey in order to keep yourself out of trouble (if you’re to really tick him off by disobeying he’ll hunt out the others for a rougher punishment that he couldn’t provide himself- he really hated hurting you in any way and therefore his punishments were always a bit weak)
if he finds you in his room obeying, he’ll immediately tear your clothes off and pin you down to the bed, tying you up with your own clothing so you can’t push him off as he leans down and presses kiss after kiss over every bit of your skin.
he won’t hesitate to let his hands wander, pleasuring you instantly. he could never resist the urge to touch you, and so he never did.
the second his fingers stuffed themselves inside of you he’d be going at an overwhelming pace, pounding into you until you came as his lips worked over your skin
as soon as you come, his lips will be trailing down, cleaning his fingers off before he starts to suck on your clit, making you whine in overstimulation and squirm to get away.
he would live off your reactions, loving the way you whined when he overwhelmed you with pleasure. his goal would be to make you cum on his tongue and fingers as many times as you could stand, tiring you out before he finally made love to you
his thrusts would be soft and slow, loving the way your walls clenched and spasmed around his dick as your body shook and you whimpered for him
“shh,” he’d soothe you, thumbs stroking the tears from your cheeks as he peppered kisses over your face. “let me worship you,” he’d hum, moving to mark over your neck. “since you never worship yourself.”
you would be utterly exhausted when he was done with you, panting and lying limp with drooping eyelids as he untied you and dressed you in the sheet of his bed, covering you entirely so he could take you to the thermae and let the hot water soothe your muscles. (he’d of course leave a note on the door to keep everyone else out) and then carry you to your room to lay with you as you slept.
NOW if you managed to piss ALL of them off simultaneously, like if you were playing with them, teasing all three in whatever way you could throughout the day to get their attention, their eyes would lock in recognition and they’d already know what needed to be done.
clearly you just wanted attention and so they wouldn’t give it to you, making you push them further and further until there was no avoiding a punishment. the three of them would stick closer together throughout the day, making sure that if one of them caught you alone they would all be there and as soon as you were alone, they’d shove you into whoever’s bedroom was the closest and all three of them would work together to keep you under control.
Sirius would have your hands behind your back, hideyoshi clearing off a space on the bed to for Saint-Germain to push you down on. Sirius would smirk mischievously, pulling your wrists over your head to hold you still as he kneeled on the bed, your head laying on his crotch as you felt his cock grow beneath your head. Hideyoshi grabbed your ankles, holding you still and kissing over your legs as Saint-Germain moved to straddle you, smiling calmly as his fingers would stroke your cheek.
“is this what you wanted, ma chérie?” he would coo, leaning down to kiss your lips as his hands wandered over your torso, finding purchase against your chest.
Sirius would watch silently as comte teased you, smiling at your whimpers and occasionally chiming in to offer comte a better idea, or a way he’d like to see you punished.
Hideyoshi would gently worship your legs and ankles with kisses and nips of teeth, massaging your feet with his hands to keep you grounded, smirking as he watched the other two punish you. “be gentle with her,” he’d croon almost teasingly, pausing to kiss up to your knee and back down before repeating it with the other leg. “she can’t handle both of you,”
he’d spur on more teasing, making you whimper in protest because you wanted both of their punishments, all three at the same time.
eventually you’d end up with comte fucking your mouth, sirius plowing into you from behind as hideyoshi watched, controlling the movements of your hand around his cock with thrusts of his hips until a larger hand wrapped around yours and sirius smirked, telling you to “do it right, or else” as he helped you pump hideyoshi’s cock until it was his turn to take care of you, using gentle pleasure and praise to bring you back down from your overwhelming high.
and that is it for now i didnt really rhink about what i was writing as i wrote it so i KNOW its unorganized and i hate it hsufjkv,
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wi rehab week 3 review: the Week™. i KNOW this post is long but god please read about my misfortune if yall want a Saga
current status on raccoons: clement
number of monster energy drinks consumed: 2
number of buns directly killed: 1
Days Since Last Diarrhead on: 1
Baby Raccoon Count: 150ish? probably 130 that need to be bottle fed
new tasks performed:
baby opossum cage maintenance
baby waterfowl cage maintenance
SQ fluid administration on raccoons
SQ vaccine administration on raccoons
What To Do When Your Tire Goes Flat 101
oral medication administration on possums
CHRONOLOGICAL TALE OF MISFORTUNE: i’m not going to do this regularly but the sheer amount of bad shit that happened this week was COMICAL so let me break down everything that happened to me this work week
MONDAY 6/8
got diarrhead on during 6am raccoon feeding
straight up killed a baby rabbit during bun feeding. they stress real easily and i’m bad at tubing so i had him out for a while and he just fuckin. died. from stress. in my hands. directly because of me being bad at my job. so you know that was uhhhhhhhhhhhhh
shovelled out wet dirty woodchips out of a walk-in enclosure with like 8 goslings using a snowshovel w/ another baby intern. you can’t put a ton of woodchips into one trash bag so we had to keep changing out the trash bag and it was like 92 degrees out and we were both wearing cloth masks and on god i really thought we were gonna die in there
during the pm feeding i get peed on by the EXACT SAME RACCOON that diarrhead on me during the am feeding
TUESDAY 6/9: the Day(tm)
i have a therapy appointment scheduled at 2pm. my shift is 6am-2pm. i’ll need to leave at 1:30pm to get to it. i tell my supervisors this. it’s chill. i still feel bad about it, because i have anxiety.
right off the bat, i get scolded by my Actual Boss for doing something i watched one of the supervising interns do
6am raccoon feeding: get diarrhead on again.
a rac RIPS the fucking nipple off of the baby bottle we’re feeding them with and formula gets fucking everywhere. i say out loud at this moment “IM HAVING A GREAT WEEK”. one of my supervising interns feels bad for me and keeps trying to cheer me up throughout the day. she does make me feel better.
i get dishes which is fine bc i dont mind dishes for real but my hands turn into sandpaper the day after doing dishes for 2 hours so this is more :| than :/. i make jokes about how bad my week is going. the mood is, generally, looking up.
next raccoon feeding is scheduled for noon. raccoons are housed in a separate building, so it’s about a 5 minute drive to get there from the main area. we get ready to leave around 1pm. recap: i need to leave at 1:30pm for a therapy appointment. i’m planning on driving my own car down there so i can do this. it’s chill.
on my way down there, i start hearing the most godawful screeching of metal. i am, quote, “like uhhh.” when i open the gate to turn onto the highway, i stick my head out the window to look
my tire is flat.
i have a flat tire.
my fucking tire is FLAT dude.
>mfw
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pull over after gate
tell the staff member following me “hey i have a flat tire so im probably not going to make it down to feed today” and shes like flkdjsalfksd okay
call the ONE supervising intern whose number i have, who is the one who heard me say IM HAVING A GREAT WEEK, like GUESS WHICH BITCH HAS A FLAT TIRE LMFAOOOOOOO. just making that one call was the funniest fucking thing that’s ever happened in my entire life
to quote her verbatim: “i guess you are having a bad week”
call my dad, who as it turns out was actively teaching a class when i called, so i am well and truly facked and am DEFINITELY not making this therapy appointment
ok. take a deep breath. check my car. i have a donut in my car. i have not changed a tire in three years, and have never changed one in the scenario of I Have A Flat Tire. fack. relay this to the one supervising intern whos number i know (i’m going to call her supervising intern 1 going forward here). ask her if anyone knows how to change a tire.
supervising intern 1 calls back. apparently there’s a guy who lives on the same property we’re on named donnie. donnie is a maintenance worker who helps out a lot around the rehab place. donnie can help me change my tire. apparently someone currently down feeding raccoons is going to come pick me up and bring me over there so i can continue to feed raccoons until donnie can fix my tire.
get call from supervising intern 2, whose number i did not have, apparently it got relayed. i ask her if anyone down there can change a tire. she says she can change a tire. she will help me change my tire she finishes on raccoon feeding. ok sounds good. someone is still going to come pick me up.
get call back 10 minutes later. apparently donnie is in the middle of a field right now and it is unlikely that he can fix my tire. someone is still going to come get me to feed raccoons, maybe. i tell her supervising intern 2 can help me change my tire after we finish our shift. she says thats fine. ok cool sick.
try to call therapist. i have no signal. send email which is, verbatim: “Hey! I'm currently on the the side of of the the road in [TOWN 30 MILES AWAY] with a flat tire, so I'm not going to make our appointment today. If we could reschedule for sometime soon, that would be great.” signal is bad, so this ends up being sent at 3pm.
(ALSO I LEARNED ABOUT THIS TODAY BUT APPARENTLY IN THE TIMELINE THERE’S A FIGHT HERE BETWEEN SUPERVISING INTERNS 1 AND 2 OVER HOW THE SITUATION IS PLAYING OUT WHICH IS EQUAL PARTS HILARIOUS AND “MAKES ME FEEL BAD”)
one of the other baby interns comes to pick me up and bring me down to racs. i walk in like AYYYYYYY and start feeding raccoons.
i get diarrhead on again.
i get diarrhead on again again.
apparently 3 in one day is a record.
my shift is supposed to end at 2pm. we usually end up staying until 2:15-2:30ish, because that’s usually when the other team gets down here. since supervising intern 2 is currently my savior, she is going to drive me back over when the other team gets here and she leaves. other baby interns leave at 2:15ish, i think.
the other team is, apparently, running late. they get here at 3pm.
supervising intern 2 drives me back over at 3pm. we get to my car.
the donut is on.
the tire is in the trunk.
apparently donnie was, in fact, able to come change my tire. no one told me this.
im like ok. this is fine. i tell supervising intern 2 thank u for my life. i leave.
my donut has a 50mph max speed limit. i tell google maps to avoid highways on my way home. this turns my 30 minute drive home into a 50 minute one, and still ends up with me being terrifyingly tailgated by trucks for going 10 miles under the speed limit. i almost, but do not, run out of gas on the way home.
i get home around 4:10pm. i call the auto shop across the street from me and tell them i have a flat tire, but i need the car by 6am tomorrow. do they think they can have it fixed by then. they tell me to bring it over and they’ll let me know.
i bring the car over. i give them my keys. i say thank you and leave.
i realize that my garage door opener is in my car, which is now locked. i have no other way into the house, because our garage door keypad has been broken for 2 years. the sliding glass door in the backyard is locked.
i walk back into the auto shop 5 minutes later and ask in the Polite But Obviously Having A Day tone if i can have my keys back so i can get it. i get my garage door opener out of my car. i give the keys back.
i enter my home. i lay spread-eagled on my bed for one hour.
auto place calls back and tells me they fixed the tire. im like did you replace it or did u fix it. theyre like we fixed it come on over. i almost cry on the phone.
go back over. guy is like “ya u ran over a screw LOL”. gives me my keys back. i wait to pay
after a bit hes like “you dont have to pay anything. this is on the house.”
almost cry
thank him
get car
go home
eat
shower
go to bed at 8pm
WEDNESDAY (6/10)
everyone at work is immediately like AYYY and in general just very nice about the whole thing. i thank everyone involved for helping. its chill
dont get diarrhead on this feeding but i do get bit for like NO got dam reason what the fack
next up is cleaning juvenile cages and i swear to god i get the nastiest. fucking. raccoon cage i have ever seen in my entire life. there was an...i wanna say eigth-of-an-inch thick layer of raccoon diarrhea across this 2 foot x 4 foot cage
like on GOD the smell was so bad i was gagging through a goddamn cloth mask just. oh my god. i had to just go stand outside and stare into the abyss afterwards for a few minutes it was so NASTY IT WAS SO NASTY
mercifully, i am spared from further misfortune for the rest of the day. i come home. i am so tired.
WAIT I HAVE TO MENTION THAT SUPERVISING INTERN 1 HAD SUCH BAD LUCK FEEDING RABBITS TODAY SO LIKE...my luck is contagious
notes and observations
anyone who is anti-euthanasia in animal shelters and any other large-scale animal welfare places in general can absolutely suck my dick
most other baby animals will generally have various stages of “baby x”, but opossums look like Adults Except Tiny from a very early age. they have stolen my heart.
birds are poopy little creatures
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First Kiss - Frank Iero x Reader
Request: hey uhhh whenever you get the chance do you think you could do something with frank like... him and the reader are good friends and theyre at each others house watching a movie or something and kinda spontaneously the reader is like "ive never kissed anyone" and then it just kinda goes on from there? maybe a high school au? you write so well for frank and honestly youre like my favorite fic writer <3
Warnings: Spoiler for “Star Trek” (2009), in case anybody hasn’t seen it (go watch it!)
Word count: 1 621
“Okay, so… Terminator?”
Frank pulled a DVD from the shelf and presented it to you.
“Not again, we watched that only last month,” you shook your head, “what about the third Harry Potter?”
“I don’t like the Dementors,” Frank complained, pushing the DVD back between the others, “one of the Mad Max movies?”
“Saw them with Pete a while ago,” you shrugged and sat down on the sofa, “The Goonies?”
“We watched those like two weeks back, Lord of the Rings?”
“Saw all three movies with Gerard last weekend,” you laid down, resting your head on the armrest.
“You hang out with too many guys while I’m busy,” Frank jokingly complained.
“Star Trek?”
“Which one,” he grinned.
“The first one, of the new ones,” you suggested and he quickly grabbed the box from the shelf, feeding the silver disc to the video player.
The music boomed through the living room and revealed the main menu while Frank dimmed the lights and jumped onto the sofa next to you.
You snuggled against the pillow, careful not to touch Frank, and focused on the starting movie.
“They should make like a Klingon synchronization,” Frank said, leaning back into the cushions.
“But no one understands it,” you argued, sitting up to take a sip of the soda you had taken into the living room after dinner earlier.
“Some people do, comparatively many actually, I think,” Frank defended, stretching and putting his arms on the headrest, dangerously close to your shoulders.
It was not like you were disgusted by Frank, or did not want him to touch you. Much the opposite really, but you did not want him to know that, you were friends after all, and you did not want to make anything weird between the two of you.
You just hummed in response and concentrated on the movie that was finally starting with the opening scene, trying to ignore Frank’s arm that was almost, but only almost, resting around our shoulders.
You were a good hour into the movie and had just witnessed the destruction of Spock’s home planet Vulcan. You had seen the movie a few times already, but you still felt a little chocked up, imagining how he had to feel at that moment. While the scene between him and Uhura, their first kiss, played out in front of you, you could not help but wonder how it felt to kiss someone. Was it normal to be your age and to never have kissed anyone? It had to be magical, to kiss someone you liked, you imagined, but how would you know.
The movie continued, but you were unable to pay attention to the storyline anymore. Your thoughts were running around in circles. What did kissing feel like? Would, when you eventually did kiss someone, that person be disappointed that you had no experience?
“I’ve never kissed anyone,” you suddenly blurted out, of course at the most inappropriate of times, while one of the characters got tortured.
Frank turned to you, a look of slight surprise on his features.
“You haven’t?”
You shook your head. “Do you think it’s weird?”
“Well, I wouldn’t have expected it, to be honest,” he confessed, reaching for the remote and turning down the volume of the TV until it was almost mute.
“Is that a bad thing?”
Frank furrowed his brows. “Of course it’s not a ‘bad thing’, everyone has their own time for things, and it’s not right to rush things, if you don’t feel ready,” he explained.
“But I do feel ready, that’s the point! But it just feels like… I don’t know. It just worries me,” you tried to make him understand, “and I mean, do you think when I eventually kiss someone they’ll think it’s a turn off, that I don’t have any… skills?”
“If someone thinks that, they’re not deserving of you in any way,” Frank replied immediately, without missing a beat.
“Have you… you know… kissed someone,” you asked, knowing that you were most likely overstepping your boundaries.
Frank giggled and rubbed his face with both hands before looking at you again.
“Would you be surprised if I said I did,” he wanted to know, watching you carefully.
“No, not really, you’re surely a catch,” you winked at him jokingly.
“I haven’t, kissed anyone I mean.”
You looked up at him and raised your eyebrows.
“You haven’t?”
“Nah, I guess it was never the right moment or person,” he shrugged.
You nodded, and looked away. Frank had never kissed anyone? You would have expected him to have some kind of experience on that matter, but apparently you had been wrong. You shot him another glance which he noticed.
“What,” he wondered.
“Nothing,” you mumbled, feeling yourself blushing. For a moment you had been tempted to ask if he wanted to try it out, but looking at him, his beautiful eyes, the soft, brown hair, you got scared he would reject you, so you kept quiet, and Frank turned the volume back up.
When the movie was over you helped Frank to put the glasses in the dish washer and cleaned up the kitchen from the cooking you had done in the evening. By now it was close to midnight, the radio was playing some trashy punk music, and both you and Frank joked around while doing dishes and cleaning surfaces.
“Hey, do you wanna go on a midnight walk,” Frank suggested just as he hung up the dish towel.
You threw a look at the clock. Indeed it was almost midnight, but you did not feel tired in the slightest.
“Sure,” you nodded and followed him to the dark hallway.
The air outside was stinging cold. White clouds blew out of your nostrils with every exhale of breath. You slowly wandered down the streets, which were painted orange by the light of the street lanterns. Frank and you walked in silence, taking in the late night sounds and the strange comfort of empty streets. You followed Frank, since he seemed to know where he was heading, and you wondered if he too was thinking about the conversation you had had earlier. Did he also wonder what kissing someone would feel like? Did he too worry that it might be weird that he had never kissed anyone? Every now and then you looked over to him, but he did not seem to notice, so you just continued walking next to him, secretly hoping that one day you would either get rid of your crush on him, or finding the courage to tell him.
You had reached the edge of a park, but Frank confidently strode along the dark path that led into the trees. For a moment you hesitated, but then you quickly caught up with him, before he would disappear from your sight.
It did not take long until you had walked up to a pond in the middle of the trees. You knew this pond was there, and in daylight it was inconspicuous, but now, at night, it had an almost magical atmosphere. Thin clouds of white fog hovered over the smooth surface of water that reflected the rising moon and broke the light into thousand sparkling diamonds. At the sides the pond was framed by the bleak stalks of dead reed in which the fog was caught up like a cloth of silk that was hung over the water.
“You wanna know why I never kissed anyone, don’t you,” Frank whispered, breaking the silence between the two of you.
You turned to look at him, but found him already facing you. Not waiting for your answer, he continued.
“I was waiting for the right person. And once I found them, I… “
He looked at you, and gently lifted his hands to cup your face.
“I just wanted it to be… right… for both of us, you know?”
You swallowed hard, felling your heart beating in your throat, and Frank had to feel it too when he glanced down to your lips.
“May I,” he asked, his eyes big and nervous.
You nodded quickly, feeling his hands tremble slightly as he brushed over your lips. He stood so close to you that you felt the heat of his body radiating through his jacket, that you felt his hot breath fan over your cheek.
You closed your eyes and took a shaky breath before you felt Frank’s lips brush against your carefully. They were cool from the cold air, and so soft. You felt warmth pulsating through them as they locked with yours and you raised your hand to wrap it into his fluffy hair. He smiled gently into the kiss before he slowly started to move against you. You followed his lead, so nervous that you were shaking a little, but holding Frank so close to you, having his hands brush over your face and neck so lovingly, made you relax.
When he pulled away, he was smiling so broadly that he seemed to be glowing, and you felt like you were too.
“Wow,” you whispered, opening your eyes again and taking in the boy in front of you.
“Yeah,” Frank smiled a little embarrassed, but when you let your hand glide from his hair to his cheek, the embarrassment melted away.
“How about we go back home, it’s getting cold,” you suggested, nodding back the way you had come.
“If we can do a little bit more of kissing…?”
You rolled your eyes and shook your head.
“I don’t know, I’m gonna have to think about that first,” you joked and took Frank’s hand, intertwining your fingers with his.
If it were up to you, there would not only be a ‘little bit more’ of kissing.
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Hey Angel (2)
A Church boy! Renjun x Angel! Reader AU
A story about a Church boy who is sick of his life and an angel who is finally living.
Chapter 2
Renjun shuts the door aand looks at the jar of cookies in his hand. There's a note on the jar, it reads; "Hello neighbor! We hope that we may get along with you and become good neigbors to each other." He smiles a little and sets the cookie jar down on the dining table as he enters the kitchen to get a drink from the refrigirator. Once he finishes drinking the milk he got, he heads back upstairs to prepare for the day.
Y/N walks back to her house which is right next to Renjun's She has an hour or so before he'll arrive at her house so she decides to tell her sister, Ariel about what she has seen so far with Renjun. As she enters the gate and passes through the garden, she is greeted by Lia who barks happily at Y/N's arrival. She picks up the dog and walks back to the house. Y/N knocks on the door then lets herself in. "Ariel, I'm home!" The older girl peeks her head from the kitchen, "That's good! Come here, its time to eat breakfast." With that she disappears into the kitchen once again. Y/N smiles and goes into the kitchen, putting Lia down and giving her food and some water so she can eat as well. Then she washes her hands and sits down at the table while Ariel hums a tune while cooking pancakes and bacon.
"You know, I thought that cooking would be a nightmare." Ariel laughs as she serves Y/N a few pancakes. The younger girl takes a bite out of the pancake, "You seem like you know what you're doing though? I mean, these pancakes actually taste good." Ariel chuckles as she places the bacon and a few more pancakes on the table. "Maybe they are good. Now eat up, you have a lot of work to do."
Y/N nods and starts eating, "He seems hesitant to befriend me."
"Give him a little bit of time. This is why we were sent here, to guide these youths." Ariel bites into a pancake, "So what did his mother say? I saw her go out of the house to greet you."
"She asked him to take me to choir practice." Ariel nods as they silently finish their breakfast.
Y/N then heads upstairs to her new room, after helping Ariel with the dishes. She looks for the room with her name on the door and opens it. She smiles excitedly to see her new room. Just like any girls' room it is a room painted a nice lilac color. She has a few stuffed toys here and there and a few instruments that she can play. She then looks in the closet to find clothes that are modest yet pretty. She picks out a light blue shirt and a pair of greyish joggers. She then puts on what she knows to be a pair of sneakers and heads out of her room.
Renjun hates having to tour new kids around the neighborhood, but sometimes, it works out. As he puts on his rubber shoes, he sends a text to his friend, Jeno, that he'll be on his way soon and that he is bringing a friend with him. He then walks to the front door of his house, "Chichi, I'll be going now!" He tells his dog as he shuts the door and heads to his neighbors' house. He looks at their gate in awe, they have a garden leading to their house? He asks himself as he rings the doorbell. The gates open automatically and he enters the garden. As he enters the garden he is greeted by an older girl watering the flowers. "Hello, my name is Renjun, I'm looking for Y/N?" The older girl stops watering the plants and looks at him, "I'm Ariel, Y/N's older sister. She's on her way here. Take a seat while you wait." Renjun nods and sits on a seat beside a table. 'It must be cool to study or read here.' He thinks to himself as he waits.
Y/N enters the garden soon enough wearing her new outfit. "Hello Renjun! Shall we go to choir practice now?" He nods getting up, "Yeah, let's get going." They wave goodbye to Ariel and exit the garden to start walking to the church.
The first few minutes of walking are silent. A little awkward but comforting nonetheless. But the silence is getting tiring to listen to, and the still have a few blocks to go. It won't be bad to try to start a conversation right? So Renjun does exactly that, "So where are you from?" He looks at her. Y/N looks at him with a spark of happiness, then a little bit of sadness, "Oh, I'm from Y/C. Its a really nice country, but my sister and I moved here since our parents died." Renjun looks at her sadly, "Oh. I'm sorry to hear about that, I didn't know." She looks at him with a pure smile, "Its okay, I know you meant well." He smiles a little. "So what made you join the choir?" Y/N asks with curiosity in her eyes. Renjun is now smiling brightly, "Well, I first joined choir as a kid here, that was because I love to sing. Then it was always about just singing, until I met my friends."
She giggles a little, "Thats a good start, I think you're passionate about it."
Renjun nods, then sighs. "Well, I used to be this passionate about it on the outside. That was up until…" Y/N looks at him confused, "Until?" "Nothing…" he says coldly trudging ahead. Y/N stops to stare at him a little, 'Whats so hard about telling me how he feels?' She thinks as she tries to catch up to the boy. "Hey wait up! Renjun!" As she runs after him, he stops in front of a house. "Hey, you shouldn't have walked so fast…" Renjun huffs as he knocks on the door. "What are we doing here? Aren't we supposed to be going to choir practice?"
Renjun ignores her and waits until the front door opens. A young boy the same age as Y/N and Renjun appears, smiling brightly. He is wearing a striped polo shirt and jeans. "Hey Injun!" The boy opens the gate, going outside, "Oh, is this the new neigbor?" He asks Renjun. "Jeno meet Y/N, Y/N meet Jeno, one of my choir friends." Y/N silently says ohhh and smiles at the new boy. Jeno seems to be very polite and friendly. "Hello Jeno! Its nice to meet you." She streches out her hand, and he takes it. "Nice to meet you too Y/N! Why don't we head to choir practice now? The others are waiting for us." "The others?" She asks them both. "He's talking about the rest of our friends, c'mon you can meet them when we get there." Renjun finally lightens up, and with that, they make their way to the church.
At the church theyre are a few teens already there as Y/N, Renjun and Jeno enter. The church is simple, it has white walls and stained glass mosaic for the main design. Jeno and Renjun then lead Y/N to a group of boys. These boys are playing instruments and singing choir songs. "There they are. Renjun, Jeno, over here!" An energetic younger boy waves them over, Y/N follows the two of them. "Oh, who is this?" Another younger boy asks. "Everyone, this is Y/N my new neighbor and a new addition to the choir." Y/N smiles at the boys, "Hello!" The other boys smile back and the one holding a guitar gets up, "Hi I'm Mark, I'm sort of the leader of this squad." Y/N nods, "Hello! I'm Chenle, I'm a year younger. So I must call you Y/N noona." The energetic boy from earlier says. "Hi, I'm Jisung, the youngest one here." A boy with light brown hair says. "I'm Haechan" a boy with redish brown hair says smiling widely. "And I'm Jaemin!" Another boy sitting next to Mark says with enthusiasm. Y/N smiled at all of them, 'These boys are really nice and seem to be on the right track, so why would they need guidance?' She wonders. "Its nice to meet all of you!"
Renjun then takes her to their choir teacher, Taeil, a young man who loves music. The older male has his back turned as he adjusts the keyboard settings to play the songs. "Hyung," Renjun taps his shoulder. He looks at the younger boy, "Yes Renjun?" "I have a new neighbor, and she would like to join the choir." Behind him, Y/N waves at the teacher. "Oh, you must be one of the L/N sisters. I've heard about you and your sisters, I hear that you have wonderful voices." She smiles shyly, "Thank you for that teacher, I'd really like to join the choir." Taeil smiles, "Of course, but we ask each youth to play any song on any instrument and sing it for everyone before they join." "I understand, may I use your keyboard to play my song?" Taeil moves aside and offers her the keyboard, "Its all yours." As Y/N sets up, Taeil calls the rest of them, "All right everyone, gather around, this is Y/N and she will be singing for us as she will be joining the choir."
Y/N starts playing a tune and starts to sing.
"Stars shining bright above you
Night breezes seem to whisper I love you
Birds singing in the sycamore tree
Dream a little dream of me"
Renjun tries to hide the shock he feels, 'How is her voice this good?' He asks himself as she continues to sing. Her voice sounds angelic, as if an angel is singing to them.
As Y/N finishes her song, she smiles and everyone claps. "Thank you Y/N. Now, we will be doing a few vocal exercises before we start practicing a new song." Taeil takes his place behind the keyboard and Y/N sits next to Renjun, 'Maybe choir practice will be more interesting from now on?'
Part one || Part three
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Christmas Miracle [one-shot]
wickedsingularity’s Christmas Stories 2018 Masterlist
Fandom: MCU
Pairings/characters: Steve Rogers x reader (but not really), Wanda Maximoff, and all the Avengers post AOU/pre CACW (and @iguess-theyre-mymess starring as Sam Wilson's girlfriend/baking-partner)
Words: 3747
Warnings: Angst, fluff, overworked, stress, nagging family, kissing, almost smut
Prompt/summary:
When work and Christmas and sleep deprivation just becomes too much… Steve comes home from a mission and sets off a miracle. (Inspired partly by my own life and partly a Norwegian commercial.)
The busiest time of the year was busier than ever. It was also supposed to be the most wonderful time of the year, but with all the rogue HYDRA agents running around it was just stress, stress and more stress. They'd been fairly quiet all year, but now, right before the holidays, they were everywhere. Steve and Natasha had been sent away to deal with the larger of the suddenly active groups, and I was running around at home, working my ass off.
As the IT manager to the Avengers and what was left of SHIELD, I shouldn't be too busy, Tony made sure we had state of the art equipment, and I was pretty damn good at my job if I could say so myself. But it seemed that everything went wrong lately. I barely had time for my usual duties, as I was called here and there to fix the most ridiculous problems. And in the middle of it all, our servers crashed and I tried my best to get it back online as it was vital to Steve and Natasha's mission, even though everyone else felt their buggy printers or out-of-battery-mice was more important.
After a long day of fixing screens that showed everything upside down and saving a hard drive from someone accidentally opening a malicious attachment to an email and fixing the server temporarily and not doing any of the maintenance I was supposed to do, I dragged myself home to an empty apartment. Dry toast was my dinner and the couch was my best friend. That was also where I was reminded of all the other things I had to do at home. The lists were there in front of me on the table after one panicked evening when I decided I needed to write it all down in an orderly fashion. All the Christmas presents I had to buy, I had even figured out what to get everyone. All the baking I had to do. All the cleaning and decorating.
I groaned and reached lazily for the remote and turned the TV on. I don't know what channel it opened on because at that moment I got a text. I touched the fingerprint scanner and saw that it was from my mom. Have you decided what to do for Christmas yet? Your old room is waiting for you!
Another groan and my heart rate sped up. I glanced for a moment further up the thread.
I don't know. I don't know when Steve will be home.
If he can't come, you're welcome to come alone. Though we'd love to see you both!
Have you talked to Steve yet? Your grandparents are eager to see you too!
I hadn't replied to the last two, prompting her to send the current one. Steve's mission was on radio silence and no one knew how long it would take. I contemplated chucking my phone out the window.
Someone bursting into a Christmas song on the TV caught my attention. A family was gathered around their open front door, a group of cheery carollers standing in the driveway. I don't know what movie it was, because I tuned out before the guilt could overwhelm me. Instead, I remembered all the laundry I had to put away and dishes I needed to clean and the windows that needed to be cleaned because I could barely see through them, but I couldn't move from the couch. I just stared blindly at the TV for a long time, my mind going over all the things I had to do in an endless loop until another text dragged me back to reality.
This one was from Wanda. Want to skip work tomorrow and come with me to help me find a present for Vision? He's not easy to shop for.
I was able to reply to this one. I wanted nothing more than to get away from everything for a bit and spend some time with Wanda, maybe even get started on the Christmas presents, but I couldn't. I would have loved to, I need to get some shopping done too, but I'm still swamped with work. Everyone is useless. Laughing emoji.
Wanda's reply was quick. Oh, I'm sorry. Just let me know if you can get away, or if I can do some shopping for you while I'm out. Followed by five hugging emojis.
Thanks, I'll let you know!
A flash of guilt for saying no to Wanda went through me, even though I knew I was being ridiculous. I had just said no to her too many times the last few weeks.
I was done for the day. It was about nine, but I still turned off the TV and got ready for bed. On top of everything, whenever Steve was gone, it took me ages to fall asleep, and when I did sleep, I slept poorly and woke up early. So, I figured, the earlier I got into the bed, the earlier I would sleep and maybe long poor sleep was better than short deep sleep.
A few days later, nothing had changed, except I was now working alone. I had a few people working under me as the IT manager. Good people too. But all of them had applied for time off before Christmas and I'd granted it to all of them, except the one who was out sick. I worked better on my own anyway, it was faster and easier than getting more people involved. It was a flaw I had, one I was very aware of and one I should probably work on right now. It would have taken a lot of weight off my shoulders.
But I just couldn't do it. Not now. I did my best to fix everyone's problems and make sure the makeshift fix on the server didn't buckle under the strain and tried not to think of all the things I never got around to.
I was sleep deprived and stressed. My entire body was a tight knot of muscles, every time I turned my head my neck protested and pain shot through my head, my brain worked a million miles a minute, and my heart rate was probably through the roof and I nearly had a heart attack every time the phone rang or someone called my name in that please help me-tone of voice. I kept thinking about all the things I had to get done at work before Christmas but seemed to never have time for, and all the neglected tasks at home. The holidays were just days away. I decided to force myself out to get presents after work.
But when I got out, I was starving and exhausted, so I went home and would try to find all the presents online. With express shipping, I might get them all in time. And then I could spend a little bit of time every day the rest of the week, getting the apartment ready. I was proud of this idea and felt some of the burden lift from my shoulders.
But all I could find online was one present. Everything else was sold out. I was just about to throw my laptop into the toilet and cancel Christmas when my phone went off. I jumped half a foot off the couch, but my heart nearly exploded when I saw Steve's contact picture grinning up at me. I answered right away.
"Hi, doll." His voice was like a balm for my soul.
"Hi... I miss you." I felt my voice almost break, but I swallowed it down and hoped he didn't notice.
"I miss you too. How is my best girl?"
"Busy. So busy. But it's that time of year. When are you coming home?"
"Couple of days. We're just finishing up now. Did you work out the server glitch?"
"Sort of. It's online for now, but it's only a temporary solution. I suspect HYDRA has something to do with it though, given all the other things happening. But I'm doing my best."
"I believe in you, sweetheart."
"Fingers crossed." I grinned into the phone, trying to sound hopeful, but was glad he couldn't see how my lips twisted into a tight line instead.
We were silent for a few moments. I could hear him breathing at the other end, and I tried to imagine us curled up in bed, him the big spoon, his breath on my neck and his arms tight around me.
"I really miss you," I said.
"Are you okay?" Steve sounded concerned now.
"Yeah," I lied. "I just miss you. It's Christmas after all."
"I'll be home in two days, three tops."
"I can't wait."
"Me neither. Nat is waving me over. I got to go. I love you, okay?"
I felt the lump in my throat. "I love you too, Steven Grant." The line went dead and I dropped the hand holding the phone into my lap. "So much."
Steve hadn't been entirely truthful. He was already on his way home when he called, and he wanted to surprise her. But the call worried him. There had been something in her voice, something that told him she wasn't just busy, something was wrong.
After he had relieved Natasha as pilot, letting her get some sleep, he had called Wanda. If anyone knew if his girl was hiding something, it was the Scarlet Witch.
"She's been working really hard, Steve, everyone is on her tail," Wanda had explained. "According to Maria, her entire staff is gone for the holidays, and she's been doing everything herself. She is everywhere trying to help everyone and everything seems to be buggy. And whenever I see her, she gets paler and stiffer and there's a pained frown on her face. I don't think she's sleeping well either."
It was just as Steve expected. "Have you picked up on any of her thoughts?"
"You know I try not to do that." Wanda had hesitated for a moment. "But I couldn't have even if I wanted to. There are many thoughts in there, bleeding out. I couldn't pick out one from the other, without putting my hands around her head."
Steve pushed the Quinjet a bit faster after he had hung up. The hours flying back went by too slowly for his liking. Even slower was the medical check-up and the debriefing after. He tried to reschedule the debriefing for the next day, or at least a few hours later, but no such luck. By the time he went back to the apartment at the facility, she had gone off to work.
Steve stood still just a few steps inside the door, looking around. Next to the couch stood a basket of laundry that needed to be folded and put away. The dishwasher door was open and the inside was filled to the brim with dirty dishes. There were no Christmas decorations, no sign of anything Christmassy anywhere. Kicking off his boots, he walked further in and saw the handwritten lists and sticky notes on the coffee table. She had made orderly lists, and it made him crack a small smile, it was so typical her. They were sorted into what needed to be done around the house, what presents to buy for everyone, what Christmas decorations were to be put up, and what cookies to bake. Each list had a checkbox for "started" and "finished". The only thing checked off as finished was one of the presents for Tony, with a yellow sticky note next to it saying "online, estimated 23rd". No check marks in the started-columns.
He sighed and went into the bedroom to unpack his bag and take a much-needed shower. As he sat the bag down on the foot of the bed, he noticed that her side of the bed was barely slept in. Instead, her pillow had replaced his, and his was further down as if she'd been holding it while she slept. Steve's heart broke as he just imagined how these weeks had been for her. He knew she didn't sleep well without him, he didn't sleep well without her either. And she'd been so busy and she'd not had time for anything, she hadn't even answered her mother about Christmas judging by the texts Steve himself had gotten with questions about why she hadn't replied.
He set his bag on the floor, that could wait until later. And then he put the pillows back in their rightful place, pulled the covers up as neatly as he could.
"FRIDAY, are the others in and available right now?"
"Welcome home, Captain Rogers. Miss Romanoff is in the shower. Everyone else is in and available."
"Could you ask them to meet me here in half an hour? And could you call in Tony too? Say it's sort of a family emergency."
"Of course, Captain Rogers."
Steve tore off his uniform and went straight into the shower to wash away the grime of the mission. It was the quickest shower he'd taken his whole life. Body barely dry, he pulled on the first clothes he could find and got straight to work on the dishes, getting the machine started and handwashing the rest he could find.
Half an hour almost on the dot, there was a knock on the door. He told FRIDAY to open the door and Vision floated through before it was halfway open. Shortly after him, Wanda, Sam and Rhodey came in. And wet hair blowing behind her, a newly showered Natasha came running inside seconds later.
"What is this about a family emergency?" Rhodey asked.
"My poor girl has been working her ass off and has been running left and right to help everyone else but herself. I haven't been home to help out either. I was hoping we could all help her now. Before she gets home?"
They all nodded to a chorus of "of course".
Steve breathed out a sigh of relief. He would have tried to do it all himself if he had to, but he was glad they all wanted to help. He walked over to the coffee table and the lists there. "Sam, can I ask you to bake some cookies? You don't have to make everything on this list, but at least the ones that take the least time?"
The Falcon nodded and took the list Steve handed over. "I know just the person to help me with this," he said with a grin getting his phone out and walking over to the kitchen to make a call.
"This is a shopping list?" Wanda asked, grabbing one of the lists. "Vision and I can get this."
"Thank you, both of you. I can cross out what she's getting you, and get them myself later," Steve said.
"No, no, we'll look appropriately surprised."
Steve nodded and found his wallet, pulling out a credit card for them. "Rhodey, Nat, could you help me clean and decorate? If Tony shows up, he can help with that too."
"Sure, anything you need," Rhodey replied and Natasha nodded.
Steve looked around at them, and he had never been more grateful for each and every one of them. "Thank you, all of you. I know it's a lot of work and you probably have better things to do this close to Christmas, but I really appreciate this."
"It's no worry, Steve," Sam said, having just hung up and walked over while folding up the baking list. "We've all seen her getting more and more stressed lately. She's family, we're all family."
"This is what family does," Wanda added.
Soon, the apartment was filled with the fresh smell of soap. Dishes and laundry were dealt with, and Tony arrived with a gorgeous, plump spruce. Down the hall, the smell of baking made everyone salivate. Wanda sent pictures when she couldn't find the exact thing on the list and asked Steve for advice about what to get instead.
Decorating was next and everyone came in to help out a bit, while the gingerbread cookies were cooling before frosting, and when Wanda and Vision had finished all the gift shopping and placed them neatly wrapped around and under the tree in the common area.
It had been some long, hard hours, but the place was transformed. Steve had made sure everything was just the way she liked it and he couldn't wait for her to come home to this surprise. He didn't know how to thank everyone, but they assured him it was their pleasure as they left to let him rest for a little bit before she came home.
Steve sat down on the couch and looked around. It was almost perfect, there was just one thing left. He grabbed his phone and dialled a number.
"Hello?"
"Hi, this is Steve."
"Oh, hi, Steve, dearest! How are you? How is my baby girl?"
"We're good, thank you. I just called to let you know what's happening for Christmas. I'm really sorry, but something has come up at work for both of us. We can't make it."
"Oh, what a shame... It's been so long since we've seen our precious daughter, and there are so many people who are dying to finally meet you."
"I know. We're really sorry. We'll try to take a few days after New Year's if that's okay with you."
"Yes, please do! Have a Merry Christmas both of you and try not to work too hard!"
"We'll try. Merry Christmas to you too, say hi to everyone for us!"
Another day of being pulled in every direction. Another day where I could barely get a moment to spare for what I was supposed to work on, instead I was helping everyone else with silly things, and no closer to a permanent solution on the server glitch. Another day closer to Christmas and nothing was done. And still two days until Steve came home. I didn't even want Christmas anymore.
The halls in the building were quiet. There was a lingering smell of baking, and I felt a stab of guilt at all the baking I had yet to do. Tears pricked at the back of my eyes.
"Well, I can always try again next year," I mumbled to myself as I pressed my hand to the scanner next to the door and it swung open. The apartment was dark, I was sure I had left at least the kitchen light on. I frowned. "FRIDAY, could you please turn on the lights?"
"Of course."
The whole apartment was flooded with light and I gasped. A tree, lights, stars, tinsel, Santas, it was all there. And from the couch, a figure emerged.
"Steve?"
"Hi, doll."
My purse dropped from my hands and I ran across the room and jumped into his arms. He made a sound as if the air was knocked out of him and then chuckled, his arms wrapping around me. But seeing him and feeling him after the past three weeks of hell without him and what he had clearly done for me, just made the damn burst. His name was wrenched from me in a whine before I buried my face in his neck and the tears fell freely from my eyes.
"Oh doll," he said and sat down on the couch with me still wrapped around him. "It's okay." His arms tightened around me, holding me as close as he could. He whispered in my ear, probably all the reassurances he could think of, but he could have been reciting all the numbers in Pi for all I cared. It was his voice and his warmth and the safety I felt around him that I cared about at that moment as all the stress and worries bled out of me. I hadn't wanted Steve to know how hard it had been, but somehow, he always knew, always found out. He could read me without seeing me, just like I could read him.
I don't know how long it was before I calmed down. But when I did, I was starving, and it was the growling of my stomach that had me pulling away from his drenched shirt.
"Don't worry, I've got dinner in the fridge, it just needs warming up," Steve said, his hands cradling my face, thumbs wiping at the wetness below my eyes.
"I thought you said you'd be home in two or three days," I said, frowning. "Not that I'm not happy to see you."
"I wanted to surprise you."
"Well, colour me surprised. How did you manage all this?"
"Everyone helped. All the gifts are bought and wrapped. There are cookies in the jars and boxes on the counter. The place is sparkling clean and festive."
My breath of relief turned into a chuckle and then laughter, and I couldn't stop. Steve's smile grew and grew until he too started laughing. I fell sideways on the couch and off his lap, lying on my back and heaved for my breath.
Steve leaned over, planting a kiss on my cheek and that finally made me stop. "I'm sorry," I said, my voice shaky. "You just came home from a mission and you're probably so tired and you haven't even had time to process it because you had to do all this and I just cry and laugh and I'm just a mess."
"I'm just glad to be home again and I'm happy I could help you get this done." He climbed in between my legs and finally pressed his lips against mine. The last bit of stress rolled off me and I hummed. "Oh, and if anyone in your family asks," he whispered against my lips, "something came up at work for both us," his lips moved down to my neck, "and we can't visit for Christmas."
"Oh, how I love you, Steven Grant Rogers," was all I managed to say.
His lips moved lazily against my neck, finding that spot just below my ear that turned me into putty in his arms. I raised my hips, grinding them against his, feeling the need for him bubble up inside me. But then he pulled back and sat up. "I love you too. But go take a quick shower and I'll warm up dinner. Your stomach is still growling."
I groaned and tried to kick him, but he dodged my legs and was up and by the fridge before I could say "bastard".
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The thousandth Hogwarts 8-th year AU no-one asked for
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It's their last year at Hogwarts.
Harry looks along the platform, a chill running down his spine. Will King's Cross always remind him of death, now? Ron waves for him to follow, and Harry takes a deep breath and strides through the masses, trying to ignore the eyes following him wherever he goes.
Their last year... He'll try to make the best of it.
Technically, it's an additional year - everyone who had been unable to attend their seventh year at Hogwarts the year before, or didn't feel like participating in the NEWT exams directly after everything that had happened was welcomed back by Professor McGonnagall.
It feels weird, going there again another time- oddly final, in a way.
Before, Harry had thought that his sixth year would be the last he ever spent at the castle- but during the year, he hadn't thought much of it, none of the others were expecting it to be the start of the war quite as much as he already had, and so there was no feeling of goodbye and nostalgia in the air the way it is in a planned last year- although, Harry thinks now, perhaps the nostalgia everyone seems to feel now has more to do with how things were before the war than with how things will change after school.
He hadn't planned to go back to Hogwarts, to be honest. Not after everything that happened, everyone who lost their lives in the castle...
But Hermione as well as Mrs. Weasley had insisted they take their NEWTs, and having missed the seventh year entirely there was no way they would pass the exams without going back. Except for Hermione, perhaps... she had her nose buried in a book more often than not, but these days Harry often felt as if it was a gesture of hiding instead of a real passion for studying, and over the summer he and Ron tried to drag her away and to other distractions as often as they could. And Ron himself is carrying his own burdens, the heaviest being the grief for Fred...
Harry hopes it won't be even worse, once they're back at the castle. Not just for his friends, but for himself as well: He's been having nightmares, silent but shaking him to the core, and sometimes after a particularily gruesome one featuring red eyes and green light, he jumps put of bed to alert someone that he's dreamt of Voldemort again before remembering that that is in the past, if anything there are memories in his mind, no prophecy or horcrux-linked dreams.
The Weasleys are standing huddled together in front of the train, both Arthur and Molly having come to accompany their children, Molly smiling at him and pressing a parcel of sandwiches into his hands, chattering away.
Harry is glad that they all stayed friendly with him, after he and Ginny had broken up. Sure, it's been a mutual agreement that they didn't work out as a couple, and they've stayed friends, but still- he wouldn't have held it against any of them if it had been too awkward to keep including him into their family gatherings.
He'd said as much to Mrs. Weasley, shortly after he and Ginny had broken the News to everybody- that he could at least move into Grimmauld Place for the reminder of the holidays, if it would make it easier. Now he smiles as he remembers what she had said.
"Nonsense!" Molly wiped her hands on a towel, leaving the rest of the dishes to magically scrub themselves in the sink. "If Ginny is alright with it, then so am I. You're family, Harry- don't interrupt me, young man, you're Ron's friend first and you'll better let me mother you whether you're my son-in-law or not! You're a good man, and I'm sure you haven't hurt my daughter, at least not on purpose, so as far as I'm concerned, it's alright. Come here-"
Harry had blushed terribly at that, stammering an apology and letting Molly drag him into a hug.
Now the memory makes him feel warm. No matter what happens, he'll always have a family.
The Hogwarts express toots, startling Harry out og his thoughts.
Deep breaths, he forces himself to inhale. It's just the train. That was a thing Hermione taught them all, to better deal with the demons still following them all in their minds.
She's convinced they all need therapy, except she started reading books on it instead of going to see a muggle therapist or a mind-healer herself. That made Ron be sure that she's extragerrating, but while Harry didn't say anything on the matter and didn't go look for help during the summer, yet, he personally thinks she might be right.
They've all seen terrible things in the war. Lost people, too. Been ripped from their childhood- although Harry doesn't quite remember ever feeling like a true child at all.
He's jumping at everything now, shadow and noise, and the worst are city neon lights, or noises like muggle cars backfiring which sound too much like someone apparating... Harry has stayed away from London all summer, holed up in the Burrow and only visiting Grimmauld Place once to make sure that everything was alright there and Kreacher was getting along.
The others think it's the memories of the house itself keeping him away, perhaps still the thought of his godfather, and they understand- but in reality, as mean as it may sound, that's the least of his problems right now.
Hugging the Weasley's goodbye, Harry follows Ron and Hermione through the crowd, the other two creating a blockade no-one can pass through. He thinks he sees a sliver of pale white hair in the crowd, and something like hope tugs inside him- that maybe something stayed the same, that Malfoy will still be there with them at the castle. That maybe they can go back to meaningless snide remarks and house rivalry. Like the kids they once were. But he doesn't even know whether the other is even coming back to Hogwarts- whether he'd been allowed, as a former quasi-deatheater. Harry'd spoken at his hearing, at Narcissa Malfoy's as well and at some others, and he only spoke the truth at all of them but he knows the Malfoys are the only ones he really spoke positively off, especially Draco.
They were just kids, he thinks again. Fighting a war of adults.
Ron helps him and Hermione drag their belongings into the train, they’re among the last to jump on, the doors closing behind them.
As the train starts moving, the three of them stay by the door, looking out of the window at the platform shrinking in the distance until they can't see it anymore.
"Come on." Harry feels Hermione's hand on his shoulder as she drags him and Ron around.
"We've got a school-year to pass."
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I might turn this into a longer fanfic on my ao3 :) let me know if you liked it so far, and feel free to like and reblog!
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June 30th and 29th tweets...
June 30th and 29th tweets...
June 30th tweets…
on my way home after lunch hour, &close 2 my neighborhood, a ripped tan white guy without a shirt &kiwi green shorts gestures “if I want 2 fight him from the side of the road” & walks toward the road. now I don’t know him, have been living here for yrs, minding my own-so random.-
- once again I would have to suspect the orchestrators are passing something off as me, relaying something they’re not supposed to, or filtering my writing. When people get on ur case out of the blue, does that bacon fueled animal think in any shape or form he’s part of my life?-
- I guess that’s why so many of my friends are south or East Asian- like Indian, Pakistani, Chinese, Korean…and then there are the Greeks or the Mediterranean variety of people…I feel these groups are less aggressive and randomly looking for a fight…
Now I come home, gotta deal with the village personality of my Indian father & the overly Christian nature from Biblical times of my “pretending everything’s okay with life” parents. Seeing them for 30 years made me want 2 leave my the background they hail from, their religion.-
- I contemplate marrying out for mixed race children…but now America has teamed up against me as one team leaving me with no one. Just the crazy random people on the street.
- one ray of sunlight is the Chinese woman who held my hand in passing, or the tall blonde with the dog crossing the street in Bronxville, from in front of my car, who went out of her way to wave at me twice…-
- amidst the “situation”, the stupidity in my home till I can afford an apartment, the crazies gesturing me if I want to fight, the people at work with misconceptions…it just never ends…Thank God for my morning coffee or when I go for a massage…
Yeah, for one reason or another, just putting this out there, real men get men’s pedicures and manicures. Who wants flaky skin on their fingers or rough feet?! Got the idea from Will Smiths character on one of the episodes in The Fresh Prince of Bel Air…
i like christina aguilera, in terms of looks, when she first started out...now she's too...too...tough looking...
msn dot com has a lot of interesting stories that catch my eye, in my old, obese age...stories like whats trending and about pop culture...
Have you ever been around someone who randomly and alone, develops the habit or ability of chewing out loud...I think I’ve heard those three words together out loud before: “chew out loud.” I think it’s a thing.-
- I mean, to make every sound behind eating audible is just a ridiculous habit. What is the benefit for those who eat like that?! I eat without making a sound and I’m still able to enjoy the taste of my food. -
-Is it just an old habit that kept repeating with no real origin or reason? I saw a friend from long ago on Facebook yesterday with his beautiful wife and child,living as lawyers, and a “classy life”, a “life of standard”, at that. -
-People who chew/ or eat out loud for that matter have got to be because their parents didn’t give them an a*s wh*pping and spoiled them for being the baby in the family.-
-Mother probably did everything and now that child has that expectation of others in his/her life. I’ll bet these same people, while innately smart, just sit around, while their spouses, siblings, or roommates have 10x the activity in the same time frame of their day.-
- I’ll bet their perception of life is on the unconventional side too, siding on ideal scenarios and not a life of meaning, probably more along the lines of how people of your world see you. I mean things like that, it affects who you associate with or go out in public with. -
-It’s not about freedom. Whatever the age, practice decency...don’t be an animal...that’s just my thought on eating out loud...probably the only way to get it through to some, in the spirit of patience, not practiced in actual conversation..-
-I mean literally, every sound from sipping the drink into the mouth-if it’s drinking- to expressing satisfaction upon swallowing, to burping when digested...geez...learn from the point, rather than seeing it as some cultural insult from another world, -
-or seeing it as humorous that someone you know is talking about you...it’s disgusting and there comes a time to snap out of it...-
-when those of ur world put you through actual tormenting procedures over the course of eleven years, excuse you for bringing up a real concern/issue over what actually is stubbornness or lack of ability to comprehend.
but moving on...just bumping into random behaviors all day from random people...
doctors...i think theyre among the people you say/hear are out to get your money. Not accepting insurance, charging $350 per visit is one thing. But then simply to discuss an email or one phone call's worth of change and charging $350 for that...geez...-
-then theres the not-understanding-what-ur-going-thru &ur mental energy taken 2enforce a decision..the 1st $350 proved worthless, as that doctorProbablyDid more harm than good, &now an additional $350 4 a minor detail?! Hippocratic Oath my a*s. Even doctors lie 2me despite oaths.
the world is an ugly place, save for a few people...like that innocent pale blond riding her bike who apologizes for running into you with her bike, a couple of weeks ago...rest of the world is filled with attitude and things they see you through and simply foolishness...
On Amazon, they sell the " Nitrofit Pro Limber Stretch Machine " or U can search stretch machine, but it looks like Nitrofit brand's version. It costs $500. I wish morePeople would buy this stuff, so prices would go down. its an E-Z way 2 do essential stretching 4 tired muscles.-
- I mean you just have to get on top of it, in the prescribed positions, rather than using one of those straps...but then at the same time, if you go to a massage place for someone to stretch your muscles for you, it's $80 at discount pricing-and how often can you spend $80?-
- a one time investment of $500 could allow you to get the $80 benefit daily at your own comfort.
so they say vibrating foam rollers are good 4 tender muscles.has any1 noticed that some versionsVibrate more against urHands or theFloor, then the targeted area of ur chest or leg muscles? so how is it helping if most of the vibration goes 2the floor? or is it just 1 or 2 brands?
When I make it big, on really warm days, whether Im on that floor of my house or not, Im going 2turn on the central AC 4 all floors inTheHouse? Why? I find it annoying &disgusting, when I have 2 make that trip 2 the floor where the AC isn't on, & Im smacked w/a burst of heat.
So I'm experiencing that moment when one realizes he/she has everything on their bedroom L-Desk, with the exception of a pen and some paper to write on...but mostly a pen...how did that happen?!
June 29th tweets...
Came home after being in the heat, was thirsty. Had a cup of raspberry soda water from my soda stream. It felt so right for the opportunity…felt good going down my throat…
While out and about, kept seeing smoking hot Hispanic women…these women all, whether it’s good genes or makeup I dunno, have flawless, non oily, glistening skin…is the source some product from your native places and/or good genes? Share the knowledge…
Heard a song I downloaded long ago, on my car’s cd playlist…YouTube “Gained the World” by Morcheeba (I think that’s how it’s spelled…) - I heard it when channel 11 was WB11 and not The CW…anyone else remember that?!
“Will You Be There” by Michael Jackson…heard it for the first time in “Free Willy” and kept on listening to it…beautiful song…
Tired of plugging in ur iPhone or whatever else phone?! You can just put it on a stand to charge wirelessly. Works even with the case. On Amazon, search “ Anker 3 in 1 Multi Device Charging Station “.
U know whats also a good product 2 relieve fatigue in place of caffeine? A hand massager. LifePro has a version with some good intensity, but I prefer the highTech looking Chinese made ones. Just sharing the knowledge. Finding something good takes buying them all & trying em out.
Has anyone else tried Shawarma? Heard it for the first time in Iron Man from the Tony Stark character. It came off to me as a healthy version of the Indian “ biryani “ dish, minus the spices and butter. Now I can cross that off my list of things to try…
U know whats good? - Arabic food… “kibbeh” (an appetizer) comes off 2 me as something 2 remind me of Indian kababs w/an edibleCovering around the powderedMeat. Then theres the dessert, “Kunafa”-like sugary lasagna minus the tomatoSauce &cheese but w/something like cream inside.
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