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ghostie-ghoulie · 7 months

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Hey there! I'm Ghostie-Ghoulie. I have had this app for years and always wanted to post, so here I am!

Currently, I'm obsessed with anything Until Dawn or Resident Evil related. I can't ever shut my mouth about them.

My content will either consist of possible art or my fanfiction about certain fandoms I enjoy.

This is an 18+ blog! So, if you are a minor, please, in the most polite way possible, leave my page.

These Fandoms that I am a part of happen to be:

Until Dawn

Resident Evil (a personal favorite)

Horror movies (Ghostface, Hellrasier, Chucky, IT, Etc)

The Wolf Among Us

Mortal Kombat

Cyberpunk

Arcane

Team Fortress 2

Star Wars

Star Wars: The Bad batch

Ghost (band)

Sallyface

Bendy And The Ink Machine

Spiderman (mostly the spiderverse movies)

Dark Deception

More fandoms can be added later!

I will write Smut, oneshots, small imagines, and multichapter stories. I'm a sucker for smut, so you're gonna get that out of me once I finally get the hang of it.

Important note: I only write XReaders for now. I know that might suck for a lot of people, but it is something I heavily enjoy. I know people don't like it (Y/n, I'm looking at you), but the stereotypical cringe XReader stories that drive me up a wall will not be here. I will try my hardest to make the apperence vague, but personality might be a challenge. Though, hey! Everyone needs their practice. I can't go writing an emotionless reader, eh?

The readers I write for will mostly, if not entirely, be gender neutral or feminine. I'm sorry if this is a major letdown, but I do not trust my abilities to delve into a male reader just yet. I most write for male characters in general, and as love interests, but I can write for women when it comes to romance. I am both for ladies and gents.

Another very important note: I have a major history regarding mental health. Stress comes to me easy, and with stress comes heavy burnout. My brain gets fried, and my creativity goes down 6 feet under. All I ask is that you be very patient with me until I recover. This might mean small breaks or long breaks. Requests may be hard to handle, but if I'm ready, I'll think about doing them. You are able to send in asks! I may not be able to do full requests, but maybe some thoughts for a writing I could possibly start off with.

I am very understanding when it comes to emotional and mental related things because I have experienced my fair share of dealing with it. These topics will show up sometimes in various writings. If these bother you, worry not! Warnings will be placed.

This is a page friendly one towards everyone. I do not stand for hate of any kind. Sure, we're through a damn screen, but I still won't tolerate it. So please, no hate or arguments. If opinions differ, it doesn't mean we need to clash.

Characters that I could possibly write for consist of:

Until Dawn

Chris Hartley

Mike Monroe

Josh Washington

Matt Taylor

Resident Evil

Leon Kennedy

Karl Heisenburg

Luis Sera

Jack Krauser

Albert Wesker

Mortal Kombat

Johnny Cage

Syzoth (Reptile)

Tomas (Smoke)

Bi-han (Sub-Zero)

Kuai liang (Scorpian)

Liu Kang

Cyberpunk

Johnny Silverhand

Viktor Vektor (he needs more love and attention. I love him sm)

Team Fortress 2

Spy

Sniper

Medic

(Possibly the rest)

Star Wars

Captain Rex

(Probably will write for a bunch of clones, tbh)

Hondo Ohnaka

Darth Maul

Darth Vader

Boba Fett

Din Djarin

Hunter

Crosshair

Tech

Wrecker

Echo

The Wolf Among Us

Bigby Wolf

I think that's all I've really got for now. More of course can be added later to masterlists. I'm just giving you good ideas on who I would love to write for.

(I will probably reform this because damn it looks jumbled, but hey, I'm inexperienced with actually posting on Tumblr.)

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todosteakettle · 2 years

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Bravery in Butterflies

Tamaki Amajiki x fem!Reader

Part 3/?

Part 2

Synopsis: An outgoing girl meets a timid boy. As time goes on and she tries to get closer with him. She almost gives up on trying to befriend him, until she finally makes progress with the help of a certain winged creature

Rating: Fluff

Word Count: 1475

TW//: Lepidopterophobia, Mentions of Anxiety, Some physical violence, General Awkward interacts

Key

H/N = Hero Name

Y/N = Your name

L/N = Last name

N/N = Nickname

E/C = Eye Color

H/C = Hair Color

F/C = Favorite Color

- x - = sound

*x* = text

“x” = dialogue

x = thoughts

You finally got your costume on, and headed out the door without even looking at the two boys.

You headed out and waited with Fatgum outside the building for the other interns.

Tamaki took a while to get his costume on, since it was quite a lot, but when he came out of the locker room he looked so cute.

“Cool costume Suneater!” you said, trying to lighten the awkward mood

It didn’t work.

He didn’t reply, and instead opted to shuffle away from you and closer to Fatgum

You guys started walking down the street

Y/N: “This is so exiting Kiri!!” You whispered to your friend

Kirishima: “I know right! And call me Red Riot when we are out here, H/N!”

Y/N: “Ok, Ok, you’re right!”

Fatgum: “Alright Ladies and Gents let’s get to business. The Fatgum agency accounts for immediate protection of about a square mile of Musutafu. Usually, On a slow day, we just walk around and look pretty. Your real job is to make the people of Japan feel safe. Since Suneater here is basically a pro, one of you will be spending your day patrolling with him while the other spends the day with me. We both know how much area we gotta cover, so your in good hands. If there is any sign of immediate trouble, contact me immediately and get civilians out of harms way. Don’t try and fight until me or Suneater direct you to alright?If you have any questions, ask me or Suneater. So…. you good to go?”

“Do we follow a specific route?” you asked

Fatgum: “Well I personally like to go down south on this road where all the best food vendors are, but not really. Don’t worry about looking in every nook and cranny, just try to be aware of your surroundings. Walk around and try to survey as much as you can. When your done you walk back here and make sure to report any suspicious behavior. ” he said.

“Ok, Thank you Sir.” you replied eagerly

Fatgum: “Oh and it’s also a good idea to get in a high place, it’s important to walk around to make people feel safe but the best surveying is really done at the top of buildings.”

Kirishima watched him with sparkles eyes as he spoke

Fatgum: “Well Kid, Red Riot was it?”

Kirishima: “YES SIR.”

Fatgum: “I like your enthusiasm, and your taste in Takoyaki. Why don’t you come with me and H/N and Suneater can survey the North side. And H/N, keep asking those questions! I think you may be just as much help to Suneater as he will be to you!”

You blushed at the statement

You wanted to talk to Tamaki, but you knew from his uncomfortable face that he was dreading working with you. This was only your first day and he already seemed to hate you!

“Let’s go Red Riot!” said Fatgum, leaving only you and Suneater behind

You didn’t show it, but you were even more nervous than Tamaki.

You had to deal with the pressures of being a hero AND Tamaki all in the same day.

The only thing calming your nerves was the idea of working with your good friend, but now he’s gone! Ugh this was a nightmare.

“So we are surveying the North side right, do you know how far our jurisdiction extends? Like exactly how far do we go this way?” you said, trying your best to get him to relax

“Y-yes” he replied in a small voice before he started walking

Awesome. He knows where your going he just won’t tell you exactly. You already knew that. You were asking for details, but honestly any response from him was progress.

You followed him, trying to make small talk to no avail. You looked more like a pestering fan, following him for an autograph, than a hero in training.

“So uhm why did you become a hero?”

No response.

“Do you have any interest outside of school and hero work?”

No response.

Maybe he had just never addressed you by your name because he really didn’t know, you hoped. It couldn’t hurt to tell him, at this point you had nothing to lose.

“Oh I never properly introduced myself. I’m Y/N L/N by the way! Just incase you didn’t know. I mean I know you recommended me and all, but I assumed it was just because my quirk is flashy and easy to identify.” You said

Tamaki felt a knot in his stomach.

Of course he knew your name.

You two had never had a real conversation, despite your best efforts, but that didn’t mean he didn’t know your name.

You were always smiling and kind. You were always helping others.

He thought about when he first saw you. He was in the cafeteria with Mirio and Nejire when Nejire’s phone fell out of her bag. Lunch-rush had long busy lines, so she hadn’t even noticed, but you did,

- FLASHBACK -

Tamaki saw the phone start to fall out of the bags pocket, but said nothing.

The line was packed and being around so many people was already so overwhelming for him. He didn’t want to make it more difficult for himself.

Ever observant you, who just happened to be walking by noticed too. You pushed Tamaki aside with a quick “Pardon me Senpai!”

You squatted down and caught the phone before it hit the floor.

Your reflexes were lightning fast, but your boldness is what really impressed Tamaki

“Hado-Senpai is it? You dropped this, thought it might be important.” you said scratching the back of your head

“Oh my gosh thank you! This is Togata and Amajiki! We are in class 3-A. Those reflexes are amazing.” she replied

“Wow thank you! It was nothing really. I’m a student in the hero course, class 1-A. My name is-“ you were up off

“N/N hurry your ass up” spoke a mildly annoyed Katsuki

“Sorry! That’s my cue, and I’m so sorry about pushing you Senpai! I promise I’m not usually so aggressive haha” you said quickly before running to meet your friend.

He watched you in the cafeteria everyday after that.

He admired you

Even Mirio had taken notice to his friend’s constant staring at the “pretty H/C first year who caught Nejire’s phone” as he called you

A few weeks later he saw you in class 1-A when he and the rest of the Big 3 came to talk about internships. He watched as you fought Mirio, and he was even more impressed. Your absolute control over your quirk peaked his interest.

You really were perfect huh?

You didn’t know that he felt that way though, how could you?

What he didn’t know was that you had asked a friend with a telekinesis quirk to make Nejire drop her phone so you could catch it.

What he didn’t know is that you set that up so you could talk to the cute boy you so desperately liked.

What he didn’t know was that you have had a crush on him since you saw him walking in the halls in the beginning of the year.

You tried to make yourself at least a little familiar to him so he would pick you as his first-year candidate for intern.

When you found out you got picked by Tamaki to do your internship you were ecstatic

Honestly you were surprised this had worked up until now

This was the real hard part

- BACK TO PRESENT

“I-I know your name” he finally said

Y/N: “Oh yeah I said it this morning when introducing myself to Fatgum, sorry I’m a bit scatter brained I was really nervous for today.”

Great. Now he knows your nervous. You never shut up.

Tamaki: “I-I’m nervous too. I am not used to working with other people”

Oh? Maybe you should have told him you were nervous earlier.

Y/N: “That’s alright, we can work on being nervous together!”

He buried himself deeper into his hood, hiding his blush completely.

You walked for about 45 more minutes in comfortable silence as he led you around this part of the city

He only spoke when it was necessary, telling you which way to look or go

A few times a citizen would walk by and gawk over the sight of real life heroes. You had never experienced this feeling of respect. You felt like you had a title.

Suneater didn’t really like this you supposed, because one of the young girls who walked by asked for a signature and he almost broke down trying to write his name.

Cute.

You wondered when you would be asked for that

Your thoughts continued until you saw Tamaki come to a stop

Y/N: “Are you alright?”

Tamaki: “Th-this street is where our p-p-patrol ends”

Y/N: “Alright! Thanks for showing me around today I appreciated it a lot!” you said

He stood their for a moment

“A-aren’t we heading back now?” you asked

He looked like he was working up to something

Finally he did it.

“B-b-butterflies” he said

W-what where?!?” you said concerned

Tamaki: “Y-you asked if I had any interests. I-I-I like b-butterflies.”

And suddenly butterflies didn’t seem so bad.

#tamaki #tamaki amajiki #mha #bnha #bnha x reader #mha x reader #bnha x you #mha x you #suneater #tamaki x reader #amajiki tamaki x reader #amajiki tamaki imagine

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hopesangelsprite · 3 years

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Denny’s (2) JJK

Pairing: Waiter/Boxer!Jungkook x Reader

Summary: After a fateul meeting with a hot Denny’s waiter, A young girl goes to a night club to see that very same waiter do what he does best. (LISTEN TO BELIEVER BY IMAGINE DRAFONS DURING FIGHT SCENE FOR EFFECT!)

I stare down from the balcony as the multicolored lights and loud music pulse through the night club. After Jungkook had decided to tag along, Candie chose to postpone our day plans so that we could go see Jungkook fight at his brother’s night club. So, here I was waiting in the VIP section at Club Cobain waiting for Jungkook’s fight to begin.

Suddenly, a hand makes its way around my waist causing me to whip around. Behind me stood a figure shrouded in darkness. I hold up my fist ready to swing on the bitch that decided to fuck with me when a familiar voice speaks, “Easy, princess! It’s just me.”. The fluorescent lights sweep across the VIP section, illuminating it briefly. In front of me stands Taehyung’s older brother Kim Namjoon. I sigh in relief and put my fist down. “Dammit, Joon. I was ready to swing on yo ass!”, I say as I wrap him in a tight hug.

He chuckles and hugs me back. “Tae invited me and Jinnie to see Jungkook fight! He told me you’d be up here, too!”, he informs while bopping to the song playing loudly in the club. “When’s Jinnie coming?”, I ask while bopping along to The Race by Tay K. He shrugs before taking my hand a leading me down to the dance floor. “Come on! This is JK’s entrance song! It’s about to go dooown!!!”, he cheers excitedly as we stop on the outside of the makeshift ring. On the right side of the ring stands a 6’5 guy dressed in a white and silver boxing robe. Then, I watch in awe as Jungkook comes in bopping dressed in red and black from head to toe.

The mediator, a pretty dark-haired girl in a bikini, steps in with a mic. “To the right in white we have Savage San as our newest challenger!!”, the girl announces whilst gesturing to the right side of the ring. At the sound of his title, the tall male removes his hood to reveal a very handsome face. The crowd cheers wildly as he raises his hands to wave. He looks in my direction and sends me a flirty wink before blowing me a kiss.

I freeze and turn to look in Jungkook’s direction to see that his hood is already off and… He. Looks. PISSED! Seeing this, the mediator smirks. “AND IN OUR LEFT CORNER, DRESSED IN RED AND BLACK, WE HAVE OUR GRAND MASTER… PRETTY BOY JK!!!!”, she announces causing the crowd to break into mass hysteria. Jungkook shrugs off his robe to reveal a toned, muscular torso. Both of his arms are covered in sleeves of inky designs. Across his pectorals, two dragons are coiled around each other in what looks like attempted strangulation. His tattoos and furious glare make for a very intimidating image. San, who’s still trying to catch my eye, looks utterly unbothered.

The mediator steps out of the ring to be replaced by the referee. “Okay, gents. I expect a clean fight. No scratching, biting, or foul play of any sort. You got three rounds to show what you’re made of. If one of you is unable to fight after any round, the win goes to the other by forfeit. If you tap out, the other wins by forfeit. Now shake hands.”, the referee says and gestures the two toward each other. Their hands connect and a firm handshake begrudgingly transpires.

They go to their respective corners and wait. Anxiety and excitement fill my chest as I watch the two. This is bound to undoubtedly be epic. A gentle nudge meets my side. “Who do you think will win?”, Namjoon asks. I shrug a mutter a worried “I don’t know…”. A scoff from my other side causes me to turn slightly. Jin, Namjoon’s boyfriend, stands with a hand sassily on his hip. “Wrong answer, love. JK always wins. My guess is, because of the funny business that San guy tried with you, this fight isn’t going to be long at all.”, he says matter-of-factly before lazily draping his arm across my shoulder.

“Round 1 begins in 3… 2… 1!! FIGHT!!!!”, the referee roars while waving a bright green flag. I watch in fascination as San swings at Jungkook’s left cheek only for him to duck and hit him with a powerful uppercut. San stumbles back in shock, but it’s short-lived. He holds up his fists in time to block a heavy blow from Jungkook. The two trade and dodge blows from each other left and right. San is sweating bullets in concentration while Jungkook’s body is only lightly covered in a misty sheen of perspiration.

The round has five minutes remaining and Jungkook looks about fed up with his opponent. As San goes to deliver a strong left hook, Jungkook dodges to the right and behind him before sending a sharp roundhouse kick to San’s lower back. Caught off guard, San stumbles to his knees.

Jungkook seizes this new opportunity and throws his left leg over San’s shoulder. I watch as Jungkook throws himself to the floor while simultaneously wrapping his right leg around San’s neck immobilizing him immediately. Jungkook is choking San with his thighs, and there’s nothing San can do about it. I watch in awe as San tries to break free only for Jungkook’s hold to tighten more. Just when it looks like San’s gone blue in the face, he slams his hand down three times signaling his forfeit. Jungkook holds on for a few seconds more before releasing a very delirious San. I stand in utter disbelief as I watch San crawl back into his corner. Pride swells in my chest and I find myself cheering wildly with the rest of the elated crowd.

The referee kneels to see if San is okay to which he responds by promptly passing out. Shock crosses the referee’s features before he stands and makes his way over to Jungkook. “LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, BOYS AND GIRLS, OUR WINNER FOR TONIGHT IS PRETTY BOY JK!!!!!”, he announces before lifting Jungkook’s arm in triumph.

Octavian and Skepta’s Papi Chulo begins blasting through the clubs’ speakers. Jungkook’s eyes meet mine and that oh-so-familiar smirk spreads across his features. He lifts his other hand before making a come-hither motion. The two guards on the outside of the ring part the ropes and motion me to walk forward. I sigh shakily before making my way under the ropes and into the elevated ring. Once I’m about two feet away from him, Jungkook catches my waist and jerks me forward so that my slightly chubby body slams against his strong, sturdy one. I find myself trying to look everywhere but those fiery chocolate eyes when his hand catches my chin to redirect my gaze. As our eyes meet, his smirk widens into a mischievous grin.

Before I could even process what was happening, Jungkook’s plush lips are on mine. I gasp allowing him to slip his tongue in. The crowd behind us is going insane. As Jungkook pulls away, he whispers, “Since you’re all mine now… how about those eggs?”. A heavy warmth washes over me and I look away. In the crowd I see Tae, Candie, Jin, and Namjoon cheering and nodding vehemently. I turn back to Jungkook and smile softly. “Sure, Pretty Boy.”, I say with heavy shyness causing him to chuckle darkly.

Without a moment's hesitation or warning, I’m being thrown over Jungkook’s shoulder and being carried out of the club. “Jungkook put me down! My ass is gonna be on show!!”, I hiss and try to wiggle out of his grip. There’s a loud slap and stinging sensation that follows on my left ass cheek. “Quiet, baby. No one’s gonna be seeing this ass but me!”, he announces as we make our way out of the club entrance. Soon, I’m sitting in the front seat of his black Corvette Stingray. The engine roars to life as Jungkook twists the key in the ignition. He leans over and buckles my seat belt before nipping at my ear. “Hang on, kitten! You’re in for a wild, wild ride!!”, he says as we speed out of the parking lot and into the bustling highway. I was in for a wild ride indeed.

(A/N):

I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Please comment and and like!!

#bts fic #bts ambw #bts army #bts jungkook #jungkook #ambw #infires #namjin #fight

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jungshookz · 4 years

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I would love a uni!yoongi & y/n drabble💓💜

🌿pairing; min yoongi x reader

🌿genre; uni!yoongi, university!au, fluffy fluffy fluff!!!!!!! uni!yoongi owns my heart and my whole ASS

🌿wordcount; 2.8k

🌿what to expect; “and another fun fact! the mistletoe plant actually contains toxic amines, and eating its berries can cause vomiting and stomach pain.”

🌿note; outraGEOUS that a mistletoe emoji has yet to exist!!!! unfortunately i wasn’t able to do a 12 drabbles of christmas this year due to finals but i hope this drabble makes up for it :-) if i’m a little rusty it’s only because this is the first drabble i’ve written in a while,..,,. hopefully i’ll have another drabble up before christmas!!! happy reading :^)

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if yoongi had a dollar for every time he wanted to scream at you for being denser than a block of tofu he would most definitely be a billionaire

he’s had this thought time and time again but he really doesn’t understand how someone so smart can be so dumb at the same time

he could be holding up a flashing neon sign pointing to him that said ‘i 100% like you and am giving you the green light to ask me out so all you have to do is ask!’ and you would still be like .,.,.y’all hear sumn?

anyways he doesn’t have time to think about when you’re finally going to make a move because it’s that time of the semester ladies and gents

yep

it’s finals season

now, traditionally, the way yoongi handles finals season is that he kind of just goes with the flow

as in he goes to the library and studies for two hours and decides that that’s enough time and dedication he’s putting into a particular class so he pretty much deserves the rest of the day off

and this technique has worked ever since his first year in uni so he’s stuck with it ever since

as long as he doesn’t flunk out of anything he’s fine!!!

but since getting to know you yoongi has adopted new techniques into his studying routine that doesn’t just include skimming over poorly taken notes from class for 5 minutes and then scrolling through instagram for 45 minutes and then taking a 2 hour nap

no no

now he has highlighted notes

now he has insanely detailed google docs

now he has flash cards

and not just flash cards

colour coordinated flash cards

crazy, isn’t it???

this is probably your guys’ fifth study session together and yoongi doesn’t want to toot his own horn or anything but he thinks he’s going to absolutely nail this chemistry final

he can tell anyone about the main types of chemical reactions without blinking

that’s how confident he is about his knowledge

and he knoWs it’s all because of you which most certainly doesn’t help him suppress his attraction towards you

how can he noT be attracted to the person who’s bumping up his GPA??

but yes

yoongi is confident and he feels like he doesn’t need to go over what synthesis reactions are for the tenth time in a row

(also he forget a stack of flash cards at home that u reminded him three times to bring with him today to which he responded with ‘i’m NOT going to forget them just relax’ and he’s hoping u forgot about them because you don’t play around when it comes to flash cards)

he wants this study session to be a little more lax

a little more chill

a little less conversation and a little more ACTION (but not in,.,. not in a pervy way or anything)

yoongi decided to bring a little special something just to make things a little more interesting aND to celebrate the holidays!!

he’s being festive!!

he even taped strips of jingle bells to the edges of his skateboard :-)

“okay, hydrogen bonds.” you flip your notebook onto its front before whipping around and letting out a breath “hydrogen forms hydrogen bonds with three elements. hydrogen is fun. hydrogen is fOn. hydrogen forms hydrogen bonds with fluorine, oxygen, and nitrogen.”

…yeah that sounds right

you turn back around and flip over your notebook before quickly searching for your notes

yes!!!! you got it!!!! hydrogen is FON!!!! hyDRoGEN iS FON!!!!!

“up top, y/l/n!” you grin widely before giving yourself a high five

niCE

“just when i thought you couldn’t get any weirder.” you jump three feet into the air when you hear yoongi speak up and you let out a breath before placing a hand on your chest

“yoongi!” you clear your throat and lean back against the table a little bit

you’re just going to play it off as if you didn’t just tell yourself to give yourself a high five

“what, uh, what took you so long?”

yoongi raises a brow before checking the time on his phone “i’m three minutes early.”

you turn back a little to look at the time on your laptop

huh

would you look at that

yoongi is early

and of course you’re here before scheduled because of who you are as a person

“…well, what are you doing just standing there? let’s get to work!!” you clap your hands together before looking at yoongi expectantly and gesturing for him to take a seat

“just so that you’re aware, i’m pretty sure i know more about the different types of chemical reactions than you.”

you raise a brow before crossing your arms

that is certainly a vEry bold statement because you could talk about the different types of chemical reaction for hours and hours on end

“oh, really?” you scoff playfully as you turn to wipe down the whiteboard

you’ve been tutoring yoongi for the past couple of weeks without expecting anything in return

honestly it’s just fun to ramble on and on about something that you’re confident about aNd it’s fun to see the panic in his eyes when you ask him a question about what you just talked about

and!!!! teaching someone else about the thing that you have to review yourself is actually a pretty effective studying strategy

you tried the practice test the other night and you got 98% so it’s safe to say you’re going to make this final exam your biTCH-

“yep.” yoongi sighs and leans back against his chair “in fact, i bet you that i’ll get every single one of your questions right this session.”

“what happens if you don’t?”

“if i get even one question wrong, i will… play one of your dumb studying games.”

your eyes widen in excitement

“charades for chemists??” (an exciting upgrade from the original version of charades)

((u have to try to act out a reaction))

((it’s a lot more exciting than it sounds))

“but if i get every single one of your questions right, you’ll have to play one of my games.”

“…what kind of game?”

“you’ll just have to find out, won’t you?” yoongi smiles sweetly “it’s nothing like your dumb charades game, i can tell you that.”

you narrow your eyes suspiciously and yoongi shrugs

there’s no way he’d be able to get all of your questions right

obviously it’d be great if he got all of them right because that means these tutoring sessions are actually working but then again it’s yoongi

yoongi who uses pipettes to squeeze tiny spurts of air in your face just because ‘it’s fun!!’

yoongi who has the balls to juggle glass beakers in the middle of a lab in front of the professor

it’s yoongi

of course the idiotic things he does in class doesn’t exactly correlate to his intelligence

he actually did pretty well on the last lab report

“you have three seconds to decide if you wanna do this or not otherwise the offer’s off the table.” yoongi waves a hand in front of your face and you straighten up a little before sticking your hand out for him to shake

“alright, min yoongi. game on.”

the corner of yoongi’s mouth twitches in a devilish smile

honey, you’ve got a big storm coming.

you flip your notebook open to the page where you have a bunch of practice questions written down and you skim the list

alright

you’ll throw yoongi a bone

“we’ll start off easy. what’s the difference between exothermic and endothermic reaction-“

“endothermic takes in energy - for example, ice melting - and exothermic gives off heat - for example, lighting a match.” yoongi answers without blinking

…

okay

that answer was word for word what you have written down in your notes

you should probably reconsider the whole throwing a bone thing

if anything u should probably take a couple bones away from yoongi

your competitive streak immediately kicks in once you realise the score board is 1-0 and you’re on the 0 end

“what does synthesis gas consist of?” you raise a brow

“before i answer that - you forgot to add a tally under my name.” yoongi points to the whiteboard and you kiss your teeth before whipping around and begrudgingly drawing a tally on the scoreboard “good girl.”

(you’ll never admit to him that hearing him call you that made your stomach do a little flip)

“answer the question.”

“synthesis gas is a fuel gas mixture consisting of hydrogen, carbon monoxide, and carbon dioxide. it intermediates in creating synthetic natural gas and for producing ammonia or methanol.”

.,,.,.and that’s 2-0 to yoongi

what in the hELL is going on

u know what

it’s fine!

it’s fine

maybe he’s just having a lucky day

all he has to do is screw up once

“-due to the conjugation double bond character in alkyl halide.” the fact that yoongi’s inspecting his nails as he answers your final question is oddly vERy irritating

you can’t believe it

yoongi got all 10 of your veRy tricky questions right

you should be proud because it’s because of you that he knows that he’s talking about but at the same time you didn’t think you were doing thAt great of a job at teaching him!!!!

but you’re looking at the scoreboard and it’s 10-0

there are 0 tallies under your name!!! ZERO!!! under youR NAME!!!

and now you have to play yOOngi’s dumb game instead of charades for chemists

if anything it’s his loss

“i told you you have to close your eyes to play my game.” yoongi reaches over to shut your notebook after he catches you glancing at it (to make sure he actually got the answers right and you didn’t misread anything) for the fifth time in two minutes

you have to accept defeat whether you like it or not

you let out a sigh before crossing your arms and shutting your eyes “what are the rules of this game? how does one win?”

“i’m going to show you something-“ you hear yoongi unzip his backpack “and you have to identify what it is and tell me what its purpose is within 30 seconds.”

huh

sounds easy enough

“so i win just by doing that?” your brows furrow and you resist the urge to open your eyes

“i guess you could say that.” you hear yoongi’s footsteps against the carpet and you freeze when you feel him standing right in front of you

“alright, open your eyes.” you immediately open them and-

“so, tell me, y/n-” yoongi lets out a sigh before glancing up at the mistletoe that he’s holding up in between the two of you “what do we have here?”

you swallow thickly and keep your eyes glued on the mistletoe

u know what that is

and u know what its purpose is

you could easily win this game right here and now so u don’t know what’s stopping you

you can feel yoongi staring at you and you know that if you make eye contact with him right now you will definitely combuST into flames

“that’s, um, well, i’m not a, uh, i’m not a botanist or anything, but that is a… that’s mistletoe.” you clear your throat “that is… mistletoe.”

“uh-huh. and, remind me again - isn’t mistletoe particularly special this time of the year?” yoongi hums and takes a step closer to you

you jump a little when you feel the bottom of the whiteboard dig into the small of your back

the little metal tray holding the whiteboard markers clatters a marker plops to the ground but you’ll deal with that later

because now it’s time to do what you do best

D E F L E C T

“mistletoe are actually hemiparasitic plants in which they kinda just suck water and nutrients from their host tress. did you know that?”

yoongi resists the urge to roll his eyes

he knows exactly what you’re doing (out of nervous habit) but for your sake he’ll play along

“oh yeah?”

“yep. and another fun fact! the mistletoe plant actually contains toxic amines, and eating its berries can cause vomiting and stomach pain.”

“…didn’t you say you weren’t a botanist-”

“-but if we’re talking about its relevance to the christmas holidays, then… well, traditionally, people, um, people… kiss underneath them.” you finish quietly and your eyes instinctively flicker down to yoongi’s pouty lips

“i like you a lot, y/n.” yoongi breathes out and you feel your heart hiccup

your cheeks flush and you feel the heat rushing up to your ears

o god

a couple seconds of silence goes by and you wonder if yoongi can hear your heart pounding in your chest

“if you don’t feel the same way, i-“

“i like you too.” you murmur shyly and yoongi lets out what sounds like a breath of relief

before he gets the chance to roAST you for taking so long to finally admit it to him, you’re pushing your lips against his in a gentle kiss with your hand pressed against his cheek

it takes yoongi a second to register that you initiated a kiss with him but once his brain catches up to his body, he starts kissing you back

a smile tugs at his mouth when you take a step closer to him and he automatically loops an arm around your waist before carelessly tossing the mistletoe aside

yoongi tilts his head as he deepens the kiss and the quiet ‘fuck’ he lets out when you nip at his bottom lip almost immediately makes you lightheaded

it’s when you’re reminded that literally anyone passing by the room would be able to see you through the glass door that you drag yourself away (reluctantly) and yoongi unintentionally lets out a whine

“so did i win?” your cheeks are still rosy and your heart is still racing but you’re trying to play it off as if you’re totally cool about kissing yoongi and that you’re totally cool about the mutual attraction between the two of you but that fact that you’re kinda bouncing on the balls of your feet like an excited child is probably not helping your case

and yoongi’s smiling so widely his cheeks are starting to hurt but it’s totally worth it

:-) !!!!

“you won but i’m still marking you down for killing the mood by talking about vomiting and stomach pain.”

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kiribaku-queen · 4 years

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Home [2/10]

Pairing: Bakugou x reader, Kirishima x reader

Fluff, angst, werewolf!au

Word count: 2.6K

A/N:

Summary: Being called the beauty of the clan isn’t as nice as it sounds. The beauty of the clan is supposed to exude confidence, power, and well, beauty. You were quite the opposite, only possessing one of those traits. Yet, the older you got, the more you fit into the role you were given. After your brother and all the boys of age come back from their training period, it was time to find a mate. But who will steal your heart? Is it Bakugou, the rising leader of the pack, or is it Kirishima, the personal guard?

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Today was finally the day. Two years didn’t go as fast as you thought it would but you are so glad it’s over. The whole pack stood outside the entrance, waiting for the newly trained men to return home. You’ve never felt more nervous and excited at the same time. Your brother, your best friend, and your boyfriend are going to come back as completely different people: for the best or the worst. Whether their personalities change or not, one thing is always consistent when these boys come back from training. They come back with sculpted bodies. The beefy arms, hard pecs, yummy six-pack, powerful, broad shoulders, shredded back, the thunder thighs? Ladies and gents, let’s not forget about those bootylicious buttocks. Now you’re not one to fall for looks but you’d be lying if you said that this wasn’t a plus. More than anything, you just wished Bakugou would come home already so that you can spend morning and night together.

You stood at the back of the crowd, regretting that you slept in on one of the most important days. How was Bakugou ever going to find you now? But thank god you weren’t standing there alone. Throughout those two years, you made a few friends that helped you become more confident and helped you fulfil the title of Beauty of the pack. One in particular helped you see the beauty in yourself as well as being your new best friend: Uraraka Ochako. After the boys left for training, three new girls joined the pack shortly after. They came from a neighboring pack with the intention of trying to merge so that we can become stronger together. Many were against the idea at first, but when the clan leader agreed, he let the girls stay so that they can get used to how the pack works. There’s no going against the clan leader, unless you want to get a real beating, so whatever he says goes. But that didn’t stop some people from talking and acting up. You didn’t really have an opinion on the matter, but when you see newcomers being spat at and talked bad about, you couldn’t just stand there and do nothing. They reminded you of yourself when you were younger. A rush of confidence hit you but as soon as you took a step forward, you stopped. Anxiety hit you as fast as that confidence came. You didn’t want to let that stop you because someone was in trouble. You took a deep breath with closed eyes.

If Kirishima and Bakugou can do this, so can you.

And as you opened your eyes, the rest was history. Nothing could separate the 4 of you. You helped them get accustomed to the way of life in the pack and in exchange, they helped you overcome your insecurities. They helped you see that despite being picked on at a young age, you never failed to forgive and be kind to them. Despite your lack of skill in some things, you never let failure get to your head. Instead, you worked hard until you got to where you wanted. Despite not being the skinniest girl around and being insecure about your looks, they helped you see that it didn’t matter if you didn’t look like everybody else. You became the Beauty of the pack because of how kind and sweet your personality is. And how your entire face lights up whenever you smile or how you just radiate good energy. Plus you started to like how your chubby cheeks added to your appearance. And, despite having all the insecurities and yet you still helped those that you didn’t know? Those are the best qualities to have and that’s why you are the Beauty of the pack. With this new profound confidence, you became a totally different person. You were happier, more social and emit even more beauty than before.

You waited at the back of the crowd, playing with your fingers. They should be here any minute now. Nervousness surged through your entire body but calmed down with a pair of soft hands laid on top of yours. You turn to see Uraraka gently staring into your eyes.

“Calm down, they’ll be here soon,” she comforted you. You couldn’t help but sigh.

“I know but they sure are taking their time coming back. You’d think they’d all be running down that hill like a bunch of excited, small children,” You pouted. She laughed at your remark.

“I’m sure they’ll come running once they see everybody. Are you waiting on someone in particular?” she asked. Ah, you realized that you never mentioned that you had a boyfriend. Everyone in the pack already knew that you two were destined to mate so it wasn’t mentioned in conversation.

“My boyfriend,” you answered shyly, “Why, are you waiting on someone?” you teased back, not expecting a real answer.

“I am actually! My fiancé,” she said while biting her lip to stop a smile from appearing. You could only look at her shocked and wide eyed. Fiancé? Since when? Who? She came after the boys left so who did she meet? So many questions were running through your head and before you could even get one question out, her phone rang. She was quick to answer. Only a few okays were exchanged before hanging up. “Whoops, gotta go. Father-in-law is calling,” she turned around to leave, but not before she gave you some words of encouragement. “Don’t forget! Unclench those fits, stand tall and relax those shoulders! Be excited not nervous! I’ll see you later!” And with that, she gave a wave and disappeared. You watched her run off in the direction that went straight into the heart of the town. Everything was forgotten when you sniffed the air and a flood of familiar smells entered your nose and a roar of cheering filtered in your ears, making your head spin. They were back.

You shimmied your way through the crowd, in hopes to find Bakugou first. The group of potential alphas walked through the entrance, and it was as expected: eye candy. Shaking your head and scolding yourself for looking at other men, and also taking a mental picture for yourself, but mainly to scold yourself, you tried to find Bakugou within the crowd. This was getting harder by the second because familiar members and loved ones were coming up to the boys, hugging and welcoming them back. You even tried to smell out his scent but this was proven to be difficult because all these different smells was too overwhelming. Your head spun left and right, body spinning in circles just to spot your favorite blonde hair. A pout laid on your lips and frustration was building inside you. Now you felt like the worst girlfriend because you can’t even spot your own boyfriend. You were about to give up and just wait until the crowd dies down before looking again, when you felt someone wrap their arms around your waist and their chest tightly pressed against your back.

“Looking for me, babe?” a hot breath whispered dangerously close to your ear. All the frustration disappeared and was replaced with pure joy. You turned your head and your eyes immediately lit up when you saw vermillion eyes staring lovingly back at you.

“Katsuki!” you screamed, jumping into him, arms embracing his neck while he hugged you tight around the waist. “I missed you.” You said, your voice small enough for only his ears. Your throat tightened as tears threatened to fall out. You missed him so much. His smell, his presence, his hot personality, his laugh, his smile, his frown, everything. You missed everything about it and the wait was finally over. His face was buried in the crook of your neck and he inhaled your scent.

“I fucking missed you so much,” he admitted. You two embraced for a while, just enjoying each other’s touch. Bakugou finally pulled away to get a look at you. He scans your body up and down and lets out a low whistle. “Is it me, or did you get even more gorgeous?” he smirks when you lightly hit him on the chest, embarrassed by his comment.

“Maybe I did, maybe I didn’t! Looks like I’m not the only one who got an upgrade,” you joked. But were you joking? It was your turn to give Bakugou a good look and you the sight almost had you gasping. He was in a tight, black tank top which showed his rippling muscles. He might as well not be wearing a shirt because you could see everything. The shirt looks like its begging to be ripped apart from that godly body. His chest and shoulders got massively defined, his arms were twice the size you last saw them, but what surprised you the most was the tribal tattoo band that was wrapped around his shoulder. You poked at it, not believing that it was real.

“Holy shit,” you breathed, not realizing that you cursed. When you realized what you said, you quickly covered your mouth with both hands. Before Bakugou left for training, you never cursed. You even hit Bakugou whenever he did. But you were so used to the girls saying it, and eventually you ended up saying them, and now it was in your daily vocabulary.

“Woah, looks like somebody’s got a potty mouth,” Bakugou was genuinely surprised, but now he can tease you all he wants.

“Stop! It was an accident!” you swore. Now you’re going to have to watch what you say around him, or else he won’t live it down! But if he was going to tease you about it, you’d have to tease him right back. “You know, that’s not the only thing my mouth can do,” you looked straight at his lips and bit your lip. Bakugou cocked his eyebrow and a smirk slowly creeped up.

“Oh yeah? What can it do?” he challenged. He looked at your lips and started to inch forward. Just as your lips were about to touch, someone coughed loudly next to you. Both of you spun your head in that direction but had totally different reactions. Sero was standing there, arms crossed against his chest, a frown on his face and giving Bakugou a deadly glare.

“What did I say about being touchy-touchy with my sister?” he questioned. Bakugou only sighed and looked to the side. “If you don’t want to face your doom, do it in the bedroom,” he said dejectedly. Bakugou backed away for a second and you just jumped into your brother’s arms. Breaking his glare away from Bakugou, as soon as he laid eyes on you, his face glowed up. He caught you in his arms and spun your around, making you scream and laugh like you were a little girl again. Sero wasn’t a big as Bakugou but toned enough that it was still noticeable. He had an undercut that was similar to Bakugou’s. The only difference about Sero was that there was no tattoo.

“Missed me little sister?” he asked but he didn’t have to hear your answer. He already knew.

“Of course I missed you! Mom and dad will be so happy you’re back. They are already prepping a huge meal for your return!” you exclaimed. And now you were excited about food!! “I can’t wait to hear all your stories.”

“Trust me, there’s a ton. But I need to rest up first!” he took a step towards Bakugou and patted him on the back. “Take care of her for a bit?” he nodded in response which made Sero smile. He knew he could trust you around him and he wasn’t worried one bit. He turned to ruffle your hair and started to walk back home. Right when you thought that you were alone with Bakugou, another sigh could be heard.

“Man, what’s a guy got to do to get some attention around here?” you turned and another smile found your face.

“Eiji!” you ran up to him and immediately hugged him. He had grown his hair out quite a bit. Instead of spiking it up like he did before, his hair lay flat and he tied it into a ponytail. He was just as muscular as Bakugou with a tribal tattoo on the right side of his chest. Kirishima was a little shocked at first, but relaxed into the hug, hugging you back even tighter than before. If he hugged you even tighter, he swore you could hear how fast his heart was beating. Before it got too suspicious, he let you go and placed both hands on your shoulders.

“How has the princess been holding up?” you rolled your eyes.

“Wow, I really didn’t miss that,” you joked, but continued to play along. “The princess has been swell. She wasn’t lonely for she had made close companions and maybe replaced you two as thy best friends,” you mumbled fast towards the ends, hoping that they didn’t catch it but they 100% did. Their jaws dropped in disbelief and before they could bombard you with questions and tell you couldn’t drop and replace them, you started walking away. You didn’t get too far before Bakugou picks you up and slings you around his waist.

“Katsu!” you whined.

“Nuh-uh princess. No one can replace us. We are gonna bring you back to the palace so that no one can be your best friends besides us. Right, Kirishima?”

“Damn right! We’ll beat your new friends up cause they can’t protect you like we can!” And the entire walk back, both of them were telling their stories of their training, the fights they had and how much they missed you.

When the three of you arrived to Bakugou’s house, his father was already waiting there for you. Bakugou set you down and walked towards his father. When he was close enough, they both grabbed onto each other heads and connected their foreheads together. That was the manlier way of greeting instead of hugging.

“I’m home, dad,” he greeted his dad. He grunted in response.

“So?” his father questioned. You were confused by this question but Bakugou already seemed to understand. He nodded his head once which earned an approving smile and a pat on the shoulder. “That’s my son.” He said in a proud voice. The boys were away to train to see who would be come the next alpha leader. Turns out that Bakugou was deemed to take that position. Your eye lit up and you couldn’t be more proud of him. He waited his whole life to become the next clan leader and it was finally coming true.

“Now then,” his father continued, “Since you are going to become the next leader, we must start looking for a mate,” this comment caused both you and Bakugou to blush, leaving Kirishima in an awkward position. To save everyone from this awkward silence, Bakugou cleared his throat.

“About that, I-”

“And luckily, I have already found one for you,” Bakugou’s father said, sounding like he was proud of his decision. Bakugou’s face went from confusion to anger and Kirishima had to hold him back before he could do anything. You, on the other hand, could only open your mouth in disbelief, hurt could be seen in your eyes. What did he mean that he already found a mate for Bakugou? What about you? What about those two years that you spent together? What about the other two years waiting for him? For it to be wasted like it was nothing? Disregarding the many emotions floating around in the air, Bakugou’s father opened the door to the house and out stepped his fiancée. Bakugou still had a snarl on his face as he looked at the woman in front of him. He wasn’t thinking about anything, but you? This had to be a dream. Or a prank. Your fists clenched at your side, causing your knuckles to turn a deadly white, as you couldn’t believe at who was standing in front of you.

Uraraka Ochako?

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perksofbeingaharrie · 4 years

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In The Night

Another one - man I’m on the roll huh.

Enjoy this one too. I defo enjoyed writing this one here aha 🌝

SUMMARY

A weekend getaway with family and friends is all great even when there’s not much talking with one another in between. But the real action goes down when in the night it is just him and her.

Type: SMUT, little angst (?) and just pure love

Word count: <3000

MASTERLIST o REQUEST BOX

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The Gerbers had to be the best of hosts she has ever come across.

Harry has dragged her along to many parties, get togethers, holidays hosted by a lot of people from the industry, but events hosted by the Gerbers is the only time she looks forward to them.

And it is not just about the great food, decoration, ambience or selection of place, but the mere fact about how coordinated and understanding the whole family is with one another.

The parents and the kids already know their place, what they have to do and how they must do it and that results in the most smooth and comfortable transition of events throughout the day.

This time around again, as Thanksgiving approaches right around the weekend, the Gerbers were very kind to welcome Harry, Anne and her, along with just two more families for this weekend getaway.

The location was perfect – their house in Canada, with the perfect firewood to warm up their cozy home and traditional food and drinks exquisitely for the guests.

Again, the coordination was beyond thought, as all Y/N could do was follow Mrs. Gerber around the house, watching how perfectly she handled everything.

Mrs. Gerber was equally kind to share everything and anything in Y/N’s company. Over the years of Harry’s and her relationship, Y/N managed to make the best of friends with the most genuine people of the industry, one such being the Gerbers.

The dinner was well lit and placed at their veranda which overlooked the most beautiful mountain ranges. The families were all seated at the long table, with the ladies to one side while the gents on the other.

Y/N was happily tucked with Anne on her side, and while she kept looking out to meet Harry’s eyes from across the table, that was all the contact she could manage all through the entire day since their arrival here.

With such a close knitted friend circle gathered in this place, it was never easy to only stick by one person the entire time, or sit with one group the whole trip. You just knew everybody and could not avoid even one of them.

So as their eyes could only meet discreetly once or twice all till midnight, this obviously could not be enough to make up for the lack of talking the entire day.

When the dinner finally was completed, and the guests extinguished to their rooms after a hearty feast, all Y/N and Harry could be happy about was having one entire guest room to themselves.

They followed Anne to her bedroom, and only after making sure she was tucked in well, they walked over to their room.

There was no doubt a little tipsiness in their walk and words from the drinks as they stumbled into their room, and immediately fell to their bed.

A moment of silence passed as they lay side to side, arms flayed like a snow angel on the white sheets. It was impossible to guess if either of them had already fallen asleep.

It had indeed been a long day.

When Harry finally sighs out loud is when there is a subtle movement in the room, and all while lying in the same position, he says on his second breath –

“We should get changed first.”

To this, Y/N sighs herself, turning to her side without much thought. At once does she come in contact with his body, she curls up into a ball and tucks herself over his open arm, snuggling into his armpit.

His hand comes down automatically too, palm flat against the small of her back like holding a baby to his side.

“You go in first please. I’ll need another minute here.” She says, dragging onto her words in a lazy tone.

Another beat of silence goes by before he, with a groan, sits up on the bed and looks back down at her.

“Just two adult introverts absolutely exhausted after an entire day of socializing.” He says, locking eyes with her.

“An entire day.” Her eyes widen in humour and he snickers into his shoulder.

Falling prey to his urge, he comes down to press his lips on her cheek, and she curls into the mattress more as he begins snogging all over the right side of her face. His nose snuggles into her skin, lips purposely kissing everywhere with a loud smack.

She finally whines out loud when it becomes impossible to breath, and he gets up, chuckling after his accomplishment.

Not done yet, he manages to even slap her behind as he gets up to head to the bathroom. He hears her tsk out loud behind him and that adds up to his satisfaction.

He comes out in good ten minutes, dressed in a soft shirt and joggers, having washed up pretty neat. He passes her on the way to the bed as she stumbles into the bathroom and in ten minutes too she is out, having removed all the makeup and now dressed in a comfy night dress set.

He is on the bed when she looks at him again, his shirt off and his phone in his hand, scrolling through his feed.

“Harry.” She scolds, climbing on the bed on her knees. “Don’t strain your eyes now. You’re tired enough.”

His head immediately snaps out of his device and he looks at her, turning off all the tabs and ready to put his phone away. His eyes scan her get up and he smiles, eyes crinkling in a fond feeling.

“This is cute.” He comments, pulling her shirt’s sleeve.

She smiles back, putting the extra pillows away and with just one pillow to rest her head on and lies her head down on it immediately.

He slides from the headboard too, turning to his side and moving closer so they now face each other as they sleep, bodies just a few inches away.

Her eyes are closed and lips pulled up in a pout, and in a small voice she instructs him – “Please turn off the lights, baby.”

He uses the switch on his side and does so, quickly turning back to her and with the same big eyes, adoring her sleepy face.

“I can still see you so clearly even after turning off the light.” He tells her, his voice now a little quieter and hush in accordance to the setting.

“Hmm?”

“Yeah, the moonlight coming from the windows is really beautiful.”

“Mmhmm.”

“Don’t you wanna look at it too?”

“Hmm.”

“Open your eyes too, and look at me.”

Her humming this time is even quieter that even from such a proximity he does not catch it.

“Open your eyes, please.” His voice is softer than before. “Just this once.”

She stitches her eyebrows together and slowly, with a flutter, opens her eyes. Though the initial look is not very pleasing, when she finally roams her eyes all over his face, it all changes.

The moonlight as it comes through the drawn curtains over the tall French windows beautifully decorates their room, falling in the right places, and his face.

She smiles at his smiling face, bringing her hand to his face and cupping his cheek, running the soft pad of her thumb against it.

“Told ya.” He answers to her expressions in a proud smile, already aware that he roped her in for a good thing.

Her smile widens and she leans forward to plant a peck on his lips.

Though what was intended a peck does not remain one – he leans forward to her as she begins moving back from the kiss, and he captures her lips in his mouth again, drawing her back to him.

What is an exasperated, happy sigh is released from inside her as he moves closer to her body with his lips pressing more into hers; to the extent that when they pull away, his arm is circled around her hip and her is around his shoulder.

“What are you doing?” She chuckles, looking at his satisfied expressions.

“Kissing you?” With this, he plants another smooch on her lips.

“Okay…” She draws her word and that gives him another opportunity to kiss her. “But we can’t go any further than this you know.”

He pouts and with the puckered-up lips, leans in for another kiss.

She is quick to block him, and leans up to his ears to say in a low tone – “We can’t get someone else’s bed sheets dirty.”

His frown intensifies when she brings her face in front of him again, and he breathes solemnly, rubbing his fingers in circles on the small of her back – his patent method to pushing her into anything and everything.

“I cannot sleep right now though.” His voice is a sad whisper.

“Hmm…” She thinks. “Why don’t I tell you about my day.”

His eyes narrow in an expression of disbelief.

“C’mon.” She chuckles, obviously enjoying his desperation. “We hardly were together the entire day.”

A beat of silence he takes to think (or actually not) and then nods slowly. “Okay.”

“Alright, so, I was with Anne and we were walking around in the lawn outside – so this is about the time when it got a little warm; maybe 2-ish –“ She goes on and on about her day, literally.

Harry listens, smiling at the way she is happy to tell him about all the sunshine and birds of the day. But it isn’t quite very deep into the story when the hand which was placed on her lower back begins to slide into her shorts from behind.

She catches the action, but not his intention.

When his hand entirely slides in and his long fingers get a grip around the full shape of her butt, for him to finally squeeze it with full resolve, does her voice squeak in the middle of talking.

“What are you doing, Harry?” She whisper-screams at him, eyes widening at him as his become narrow when he grins back at her.

“What-?” He chuckles, showing his full teeth. “Don’t worry, just keeping warm.”

She gives him the eye, but he acts to not mind any such warning and asks her to continue with her whereabouts of the day.

She is talking again, trying to piece together where she had begun and left at. But it not very late before her breathing begins to pick up. She is taking longer, deeper breaths in and she knows what’s up.

His abrupt squeezing of her behind picks up a rhythmic pace. It’s very subtle at first, and as soothing as a massage but soon there is a tension which drives into it.

She stops talking entirely. Her body is pushed up in the bed in the same pattern of his hands moving around her behind, and she is pulled back and to him too leisurely to be any subtle about the undertone of it all.

She breathes heavy against his mouth, their lips coming together to touch but also to not.

“I am not done talking.” She manages the words out of her mouth.

His voice has picked up the rough tone, coming right from the back of his throat. “Then talk.” He tells her, pausing his action for a bit. “I’m all ears.”

“Mmhmm.” Her eyes close in all the feels as his hand resumes again, going up and down the way her butt curves.

His fingers wind all the way to her front and then retract. Repeatedly, he takes her to this edge and watches her wither under the influence.

“You stopped talking.” He reminds her, lips pressing against her chin softly.

She moans, titling her face up so he kisses along her neck entirely.

His lips come down till her collar bones in open mouthed kisses, leaving a trail of his tongue’s mark, making her insane.

“Talk.” He pesters her again. “I’m gonna have to stop if you don-“

“No.” Her eyes open. She finds his face right in front of her again, cheeks flushed red and warm like hers, and pupils dilated like a beast in the night.

She moves closer to him, grabbing his chin in between the thumb and index finger, and tilts his to the side to angle their kiss deeper.

Graciously, her picks her up to pull her to him from where his hand already is, his fingers pressing down firm against her clit.

She quivers into the kiss, and his fingers gather their pace, drawing circles on the newly found skin.

All hell breaks loose.

Her hand goes up behind him, clutching the back of his hair and she is bringing her tongue in for the kiss, releasing the held back moan finally into his mouth. Her leg lifts up on his thigh under the blanket, spreading her core more and she is grinding to the way his fingers move on her.

He pulls from the kiss, throwing her leg off of his thigh, catching her off guard. They are both breathing heavy, even after Harry pulls his hand out from her pants.

She slowly moves closer to him again, warm, as he brings his hand up between them. He moves his one finger to her mouth, watching as she licks all over and around it, and his own mouth reaches for the index finger pointed in his direction; and they are fighting for this too.

“How are you doing? Down there?” She asks him as his hand comes to cup her face next.

He looks down into the blanket on her questions, lips lifting in a snicker and he shakes his head.

She understands this very confusing gesture of his, and instantly, her hands reach under the covers to inside his joggers.

He swallows her gasp in a kiss that erupts as her hand gets a hold of his very active muscle inside the pants, his body shaking from the touch.

“Are we really doing this?” She asks him once he pulls his lips and hands from her face, and his hand goes down to the front of her shorts.

“Listen,” He breathes, heavy, as his fingers slip inside her thin panties. “I do not know how thin or thick these walls around us are – so let’s play it safe, alright? Let’s just…keep it low.”

She grins, nodding.

They both go into work together.

Her hand wrapped around his dick get on with pace, feeling his entire length at once in an up and down stoke and thumb coming up to flick the tip in a tease. He curls more into her, their foreheads touching and breaths mixing with all the work.

His lubricated fingers are quick to feel her up; his forearm pushing her leg up his hip to spread her out more. He slides his fingers up her core, biceps flexing with the pressure he builds up inside her with his fingers curling and thumb pressing on her nub.

They’re both easily worked up within the few early minutes. After having to hold back their frustration and desire to moan and release the tension, their climax is sooner than they thought.

Together, they feel it coming.

Their eyes meet, fiery and understanding, face red and hot. Harry slides his other arm under her neck and pulls her to him. Her face lands on his shoulder while his goes on hers, and they are breathing out their hot, annoyed breaths on their skins.

He takes the liberty to bite her shoulder too, as with one last pumping of their fingers and hands, they both come undone, an absolute state of bliss and cold air surrounding them at once.

It doesn’t end there.

When they pull their hands back up, they wind it around one another, faces burying in each other’s neck and for a while they hold each other. Their breathless effort to trying to catch their breaths again ends at once, and they relax, feeling pure and together in this at once.

When they face each other again, Harry still has her neck on his arm while the other hand comes to position her face and end the night with one final kiss.

They turn their faces up to the ceiling, watching the exquisite cut work of the top and the next thing they know - they burst out laughing. Why?

“I am laughing because we literally cannot stop. Ever. Can we?” She says.

“I am laughing because…” He pauses to laugh some more. “Because we’ll have to clean now…and what if – what if tomorrow morning at the breakfast table too.”

He says and watches her eyes turn wide in horror while his own palm comes to slap his face.

“Just don’t say that. Please.” She consoles him, reaching over to give his tummy a rub and pepper his skin with kisses.

“Let’s begins a little clean up now?”

“In the shower?” She adds for him.

Their foolish smiles are the same.

“In the shower.”

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harryskalechips · 4 years

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The long way home Part 3

A/n Hello, here is the last part!! I hope you guys enjoy! If you want more of Harry and Alison click my request link in my masterlist! Anywho, let’s get onto the nitty gritty. Ladies and gents, please have some tissues with you and sweetie, it’s not for the tears

Harry and Alison are finally doing what they’ve been waiting for. It only took like 7 months and some jealousy LOL

Part 2

WaRNinG: it rhymes with holy water and a bible

Word count: 2575 (popped off on the last part haha thank me later)

Walking inside Harry’s penthouse was different tonight because I wasn’t just his personal assistant. Tonight, I was the girl Harry first met on that long train ride back here to the city. I was the girl who first gave him a smile. The girl who was intimidated as hell to sit beside a man like him and the girl who sat there, smiling like a goof listening to his stories about his son. “Hey, are you alright?” Harry brings me closer to him as he helps me take off my coat. I nod my head silently just standing there. Usually, I felt so comfortable in his house. I would go straight to the cabinets and grab a glass of wine and undo the belts of the heels that have been stabbing the bottoms of my feet. Tonight though, I had no idea what to do. Harry tosses his keys on the counter as he hangs our coats up. Without a word, He takes my hand and sets us on his couch in front of the fireplace. The couch where most nights we would stay up to play scrabble and plan his schedule for the following weeks ahead.

I could tell Harry was nervous. We had a moment in the alley but as we went back into the club with his hand wrapped around mine, people noticed and then that vibe between us felt so… fragile. We bid our goodbyes to our friends as I saw Penny with a man who had seemingly kept her company for the night. As we got into Harry’s car, soft music played but he took my hand back into his and although we didn’t talk much, I felt very reassured.

“Can I let you know something?” Harry asks gently as he takes my feet into his lap so he can undo my heels.

“Yeah.” I rest my back on the side of his couch, resting my head on my arm that was on the backrest.

“I’m really happy I met you that day on the train.” He smiles at me as he brings his hands a bit higher to feel my smooth skin.

“To be honest, I thought you weren’t going to talk to me at all since you had your eyes glued on your phone.” I roll my eyes. I change my position and crawl to be closer to him. He takes me into his arms as we cuddle a bit. You would think it was awkward but knowing Harry for almost a year, definitely made me feel more welcomed into his embrace.

“You know Ally, I was just trying to be smooth so you wouldn’t notice I was already checking you out beforehand.” I laugh and slap his chest.

“What?” I ask in disbelief.

“Okay, May have seen you when you were buying your ticket and I tried my best not to glance at you while you were sitting on the bench but you seemed so interesting to look at.” He covers his face with his hands. I play with his tie around his neck, trying to unloosen it.

“So you noticed me before I noticed you?” I smirk while I see him shy away from me. He hides his face from me but I take my soft hand and grasp onto his scruffy chin so he can look at me. “I think you’re cute baby.” and with that, I lean in to kiss him. His lips were soft and delicious almost like that dessert you’ve been craving for but never thought you could have. He takes me by the waist to pull me on top of him as I take my hands, resting on his jaw as the other feels his soft curls. His tongue sneaks into my mouth as I smile a bit against him. He pulls me closer towards him as his hand rests on either side of my face.

“You’re really beautiful, I hope you know that.” He murmurs against my jaw as he slowly kisses down my neck.

“Hm, I think you’re just saying that to get me wrapped around your finger.”

“I think you got me wrapped around yours, love.” and with that, he launches us off his couch as we walk up his stairs to be in his room. I’ve slept a couple times in his room with him after falling asleep from watching a movie, little did he know I purposely tried to stay the night over so I can be wrapped around his arms in the morning. Some days, Dylan would come into the room and cuddle with us first thing in the morning, seeing nothing wrong with his Dad’s friend in his bed.

Harry drops me on his California king bed. The newly changed sheets bring me comfort as I watch him unbutton his polo. He starts with his tie first, smirking at me as he watches me bite my lip with my dress scrunched around my waist. The straps on my shoulders fail at their job as they lie definitely where they are not supposed to be. The moonlight and the soft sound from outside the city bringing both of us the feeling of ultimate desire.

He keeps eye contact with me as he unbuttons each button off his top, taking quick pauses to kiss me and whisper sweet nothings in my ear. He was teasing me and I couldn’t wait because I wanted him. I wanted him right now. I take my hands off his bed and go straight to his pants as I grasp onto his crotch, making him laugh as I look up at him. He walks closer to me, noticing I want to help him undress. “You waiting till Dylan graduates or are you going to fuck me right now?” I laugh as I pull out his belt and get straight to his zipper.

“I was thinking about what I wanted to do to you tonight baby.” He twirls his finger around a piece of my hair as he glances at his belt lying on the floor. “Was about to spank you with it too.” He tugs on my hair as he forces me to look at him in the eyes.

“Wouldn’t that hurt though daddy?” Harry seems caught off guard by the name I called him. He smirks as he bites the inner part of his cheek.

“Yeah but the best thing that comes after that is me making you cum over and over again.” He pushes me down onto his bed as he pulls his pants and boxers down, leaving me to stare at his tall ceiling as his hands wander around my body. “Let’s get this off, alright baby.” He whispers into my ear as he slides the dress off me. “Yeah, you’re it for me, fuck Alison.” He stares at my body then into my eyes as he kisses me hard. I take my hands and latch them around his neck, feeling his heartbeat just as fast as mine.

He goes down my throat and onto my chest as I try to feel his chest and his neck, trying to remember how he feels as I drown into his scent that I’ve adored for months. Sucking onto my nipples, he teases my wet pussy with his fingers, trying to gather as much juice for himself. He begins to fasten his pace, rubbing onto my clit making me moan, lifting my back off his bed and my nipple more into his mouth. He kisses in between my breasts, biting a bit to make more noises come out of me. He softly moans at my response and his fingers work with experience into my dripping core. Without even a warning, adding two made me shake in his arms, as he went back up to kiss my lips.

“So happy you’re here with me tonight, letting me stretch you out than some lame 3-inch dick you met at the club. You know how jealous I was when I found out you were horny and you didn’t get fucked for two years, hm?” He adds in another finger, making me say his name as I latch onto his shoulder. “So fucking jealous. I want to be the only one that makes you feel good Alison. I want to be the one you want to go home to and make food together. Be the one you watch your shows with. Be the one you want when you feel empty inside when you want a good filling baby. I’ll be the one to make you feel so full.”

“Harry fuck. Faster.” I scream as he bites onto my nipple. He brings my legs wider, fucking me faster. “Where are you going?” I pant as I see him walk away.

“Condom.”

“No, I’m on birth control H.” He almost seemed disappointed.

“I’ve been sleeping with other girls after Kirsten and you. I don’t want you to feel-”

“Did you use protection with all of them?” I rest myself on my elbows as I use my feet to remove my panties from my thighs. “How many did you sleep with?”

“I’ve made sure to always use a condom and I only slept with 2.” I knew he wasn’t lying because he wasn’t the type of man to have a large body count, he respected himself and he didn’t want his son to see him with different ladies all the time. “I just- I know it doesn’t seem like the best option for me to go in raw after sleeping with another girl recently. I respect you and I’m ready to-”

“I don’t care Harry.” He walks closer and hovers over me as I pull him in for a kiss. “You’ve been cautious and so have I. I just really want to feel you.”

“Fuck, you’re going to be my only girl after this night.” He carries me to the middle of his bed as he fixes his pillows for my head. “You okay, baby?”

“Mhm.”

“I’m going to make you come a couple more times you alright with that.” I take his dick in my hands and insert him into me.

“What do you think?” I laugh as he smiles at my personality. He comes closer to my face, kissing every inch of my eyes. As he kisses my eyes though his face switches into a face of pleasure as he takes in how tight I am.

“Alison, you’re fucking different. Fuck, I never, fuck.” He moans as I rest my hands on his toned stomach.

“What did you say, daddy? I can’t understand you because your dick is fucking filling me up.”

“Why do you feel so different around me? You feel so good. So fucking mind-blowing.” He begins to speed up his hips as He takes a hold of my neck as his other hand grasps onto my big titties.

“Harry. Oh my God.”

“You like that? You like me fucking you, knowing I’ve been wanting to do this for a while.”

“Mhm, yes. You’re so big, I can’t-”

“Saw me jerking off once yeah? When you came into my room. I know you did Ally, fucking flustered when I came down to the kitchen. That was your second cup of water?”

“Third. You were moaning so loud, thought you were sleeping, daddy. I saw you playing with your balls instead.” “You were dressed in that little black dress of yours, it got me rolling my eyes in the back of my head all night.” He thrusts harder as he brings both my legs onto his shoulders. He kisses my shins softly as he fucks me faster.

“I might have to taste you after this, you smell so good, baby.” He licks his fingers and rubs my clit.

“I want you in my mouth soon. Thought of so many nights with me sucking you off after a long day.”

“Such a minx, aren’t you? Never thought the girl reading a shit memoir on the train can be so dirty?” He smirks at me as I flutter my eyes, knowing he hit my sweet spot.

“You still owe me, you lied to me that day saying there was a sad part of the author’s father’s death. He didn’t even have a dad, he was raised by a single mother.” I scratch onto his back as we both moan together.

“Had to talk to you somehow? Wanted to know what that sweet voice sounded like?” I moan louder. “Do me a favour and scream baby. Don’t hold back, I wanna hear you.”

“Harry fuck. So big.”

“Yeah, you hear the way I’m slapping my hips into yours. You feel my balls loaded with my seed ready to fuck you up.”

“Fuck me, fuck me.”

“Fuck, I wanna try so many positions with you. Look how fucking flexible you are. I wanna stretch you out and make you come running back to me when you feel horny.” He moans and flips me around on all fours. “Guess we gotta work with what we have, right lovie?”

“Fuck!” I scream into his pillows as the cool air hits my body but all I feel his heat. His passion ramming into mine so fast, I can’t catch a breath. Without a warning, I come around him tightening my walls as he fucking groans. He fucks me faster, pulling onto my hair.

“Holy shit, fuck Alison. Fuck, so wet baby cumming around me.” His cock reached into my tummy making me yell into the big room. He cums in me, kissing the dimples at the bottom of my back.

“Fuck, harry.” Feeling dirty with our juices mixed in between us.

“You did good my love.” He turns me around and onto my back. He kisses me all over my face with a big smile on his.

As I feel myself about to sleep, a wet cloth touches my center, knowing Harry is cleaning me up. A couple moments later, he joins me in bed. “Alison.” He wraps his arm around me so I can cuddle him. I open my eyes to see his hair all over and his skin a bit red from me. “After moving back into the city, I never felt like I could be at home but with you…. You changed everything.” I move in closer to him to feel his warmth. “Meeting you on the train and spending all these days with you, it brought me back to who I was in the first place before Kirsten and the whole change in my life. Without you, I wouldn’t notice the little things that make my day better. The little things you do, the little reminders, the meals you prepare, the nights you spend with me, everything you do… you brought me back to where I want to be in my life and that’s with you. It may have taken long-”

“7 months-” I giggled into his chest as he kissed my forehead.

“Don’t interrupt baby. I get it, I wanted to pay you first before asking you out anyways,” He pauses a bit. “You make me feel so many things and I’m happy tonight because let me tell you, choosing to take this way with you is worth it. You’re my home and I love you.”

“I love you too.” We kiss each other once more.

“I guess you can say you took the long way home.” I mumble into his chest.

#harry styles fanfiction #Harry Styles #harry styles fanfic #harry styles angst #harry styles smut #harry styles oneshots #harry styles fluff #ceo!harry #one direction #one direction one shots #the long way home

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simmerberlin · 5 years

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POSING TUTORIAL: FACIAL EXPRESSIONS

Helluu! You know the moment when you think you found the perfect pose for your story/gameplay but the faces look... uhm... a bit... off?

Yeah, I know.

When I first started making poses, the facial expressions were the hardest part for me. Because no matter what I do, I felt like they don’t look like the way I wanted them to look like. After many many many (many) hours spent in Blender, now I can achieve the emotions I want and I thought, HEY LET’S SHARE SOME TIPS&TRICKS YOU WISH SOMEONE TOLD YOU WHEN YOU FIRST STARTED!!

1. The View Mode

This is probably the most crucial part, at least it was for me. When you open Blender, you see your rig in Perspective mode, and it means it looks distorted. I know some pose makers prefer this view mode, but for me, it’s impossible to get the emotions I want when Blender is in this mode. So what should we do? We should switch the view mode to “Ortho”. Go to “View” menu, Click on “View Persp/Ortho” or just press 5 (Numpad).

2. The Brows

Brows are where the magic happens! Just with a few minor tweaks, you can change the default face in so many different ways, even without touching the other parts of the face.

3. The Lids

Eyes wide open for a totally shoketh look, or slightly closed lids for “You bore the hell outta me” mood. If you close both the up and low lid slightly, here you go you’ll have a “I’m gonna kill you but I can’t yet decide how” look.

4. Closing The Lids

Okay, this took me long time to figure out but I’m finally happy with the results! Guess what, when you close the eyes, our beloved eyelashes CLIP! I KNOW! It’s terrible. It’s a disaster. Oh the time I’ve spent trying to fix the clipping in Photoshop... Anyway, there’s a way to avoid that. Just move the up lid forward a tiny bit with G after closing it.

Closing the eyes are a good way to show intense emotions. Combine it with different brow and mouth movements and you’ll get a wide range of emotions.

5. The Jaw

When posing the jaw, make sure you lock the W, X and Y axis before you open the rig’s mouth. In order to do that, press N and click on the little locks next to W, X and Y. That will prevent jaws to run wild.

Combine an open mouth with flying brows and open eyelids, and you have a surprised face. Change the brows a bit, you have a "oh no, not that again?!” face. Slightly close the lids and change the brows again, now you have a mad mad face in front of you.

6. The Mouth

The mouth is tricky ladies and gent... If you over-do it, it will look hideous. So try to be subtle when moving those points. There’s a fine line between a natural smirk and the whole Strangerville mood.

The same goes for the sad faces too. If you drag the mouth corners too much, it won’t look natural. Just a little tweak would be more than enough especially when combined with matching brows and eyelids.

7. The Lips

Okay this is the fun part! Don’t hesitate to play with the lips! They can add so much to a pose. Use the “G” key for dragging the points around.

8. The Eyes

People rarely look at something directly, so when you’re making poses, try to avoid the default eye placement. Move them around.

9. Now combine everything!

Go wild!

Hope that was helpful! Take care guys :)

#my tutorials #sims 4 posing tutorial #posing tutorial

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thepringlesofblood · 4 years

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ok so arthur right??

i was talking to my dad yesterday and I casually mentioned the PBS kids show ‘arthur’ (the one with the fist that became a meme) and he was having trouble remembering it so i was like ‘y’know, arthur the aardvark?’ and he still didnt get it so I looked up a picture of him

and he goes ‘if he’s an aardvark, where’s his snout’

for reference, this is the punk we’re talking about

no snout. basically an orange dude w/ mouse ears

this is an aardvark

huge snout. not orange. giant tall ears like a naked bunny. wtf

so i’m like ‘well yeah, but aardvarks are kinda weird lookin and not very common, but i swear the other animals on the show look like their animals’

so i look up the other animals and #1 they all are varying shades of skin tone, no frogs or birds or anything, and #2 it took so much fucking digging to figure out what each person’s supposed to be, and I grew up my whole life thinking they were the wrong animals.

according to the wiki, there’s 8 main characters. Arthur and DW are both aardvarks, so the 6 remaining are francine, muffy, alan/brain, binky, buster, and mr. ratburn.

let’s start nice and easy. arthurs whole family are aardvarks (and all of them have the same ‘orange-ish person w/ mouse ears, no nose, and human features’, what about francine?

so here’s our girl francine

she basically looks like a normal cartoon person, except her mouth is like an otomatone. as a kid, i assumed she was a monkey, because people told me she was a monkey, and i was right. but there’s so so so many layers of anthropomorphizing here. she’s just a person with a protruding lower face, basically. it works, but it is so so minimal. the lil nose slits are in most arthur characters so they don’t read as different or specific.

next we have muffy. similar situation.

again, but even more anthropomorphized. her lil monkey facebump thing is even less pronounced, her ears look fairly human (for a cartoon), you could even make an argument that she has kind of a nose. I had no idea what she was as a kid. I legit thought she was just a person, and that this was how people looked in arthur world.

that might be on me, since there are people who Just Look Like People in arthur world - buster’s dad is literally just A Human Man w/ bunny ears and the canon typical Nose Slits

behold, a man.

but still. artistic license, it’s a cartoon, so I thought muffy was just a Person.

there’s also the opposite end of the spectrum, where shit gets a bit wilder.

what the hell is binky. y’know what I thought he was, when I was a kid?

a hippo

seriously, he’s got the weirdly spaced teeth, the tiny lil ears, big craggy face, he’s larger than everyone else which makes sense bc hippos are gigantic. he’s not the same color as a hippo but everyone in the arthur verse is kinda skin toned so i didn’t think much of it

but

do you know what he’s supposed to be??

a bulldog

what. the hell.

i just

????

why is his jaw so gigantic??? this is a bulldog, for reference

if he’s a bulldog...why is he one of the very few arthur characters to get a DEFINABLE NOSE??

IT’S NOT A SNOUT. IT’S NOT EVEN A LIL DOG NOSE. IT’S LIKE AN EGG SITTING ON HIS FACE. NO WRINKLES. WEIRDASS EARS LIKE MOTORCYCLE HANDLES

only thing i can kinda see is the busted ass teeth. but like his whole head is a weird triangle in the wrong direction. I’m so confused. I’m so afraid.

but get ready

for the ultimate weirdest interpretation of an animal

a l a n

aka brain

looks pretty much like arthur, right? except for his lil triangle nose instead of 2 dots, and slightly darker skintone, this is just like arthur. heads a bit more egg shaped but i think that’s a joke on how he’s real smart so hes an egghead or whatever.

so, you might think, oh, he’s another small mammal like an aardvark, right? with that cute little pink nose, maybe a hamster? a mouse?

no. no he’s not

according to arthur.fandom.com (the wiki site for the show)

he is

a fucking

BEAR

thats right ladies and gents the ferocious bear before you, clearly indistinguishable from an aardvark

WHAT. THE FUCK.

WHY

just to prove that I’m not shitting you

https://arthur.fandom.com/wiki/Alan_Powers

HOW

THe fUCk

is This Lil Twerp the MIGHTY BEAST!!!! that is Bear.

and you know the worst part?

It’s evident. that the Arthur team. Knows how to do anthropomorphizing right.

exhibit a?

B U S T E R

look at this motherfucker. the teeth. the weird lil triangle nose. the ears. he’s so clearly a fucking bunny. simple, but effective. clear, but not excessive. this is why you get a spinoff, buster. this is why you get all those ‘postcards’ series and the best games on PBS kids go. because out of everyone in town, you’re the only one who is instantly recognizable as the exact animal they’re supposed to be. no doubts, no qualms, no questions. just a good ol fashioned bunny. 10/10

honorable mention, of course, goes to our only other recognizable main character.

mr ratburn. what a legend. maybe it’s cheating a bit to have ‘rat’ right in his name so you know what he is, but god damn does his design deliver. take a closer look at that snout! whiskers, lil pink dot nose, vaguely triangular headshape, mouth at the very end, squinty lil eyes way back up on his head- you may not like it, but this is what peak rat performance looks like. remy ratatouille wishes he were this cool gay elementary school teacher. the sad thing is he looks more like an aardvark than arthur does, and he’s a rat.

let’s review

out of all of the 8 main cast

two (2)

are recognizable as animals on sight.

arguably muffy and francine are recognizable but like so vaguely

75% of the main cast are Rounded Skintone Animal with Weird Ears

and then we got buster baxter and mr nigel ratburn over here carrying the show in terms of animal anthropomorphism done right. absolute madmen, true legends.

god what a weird part of zillenial childhood.

#for the record i am not a furry #so i do not have the kinds of insights that they might have #maybe rounded skintone animal is in rn i have no idea

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shining-red-diamond · 4 years

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Ch. 5: The Quest

Cast of Characters//Ch. 1//Ch. 2//Ch. 3//Ch. 4//Ch. 5//Ch. 6//Ch. 7//Ch. 8//Ch. 9//Ch. 10//Ch. 11//Ch. 12//Ch. 13//Ch. 14//Ch. 15//Ch. 16//Ch. 17//Ch. 18//Ch. 19//Ch. 20//Ch. 21//Ch. 22//Ch. 23//Ch. 24//Ch. 25//Ch. 26//Ch. 27//Ch. 28 (coming soon)

Words: 1598

Pairing: OT8 x OCs

Rating: PG-13

Warnings: none

A/N: Italics mean they’re speaking in Korean.

One by one, the crew members entered through the bronze door.

“You can hang your coats and hats on the hangers to your left,” the woman instructed, and they followed suit.

The interior of the house had a luxurious aspect to it. The furniture was covered in white fabric, the fireplace had a carved, wooden mantle with a buffalo’s head hanging over it, and the walls were lined with various paintings and marble statues. The floor was a white and black marble with intricately designed carpets covering various spots in the main area. A marble staircase was leading up to a second floor, the railing being a polished wood; and a crystal chandelier glittered from the ceiling.

“Fancy,” Phoebe commented after hanging her coat and setting her umbrella in the umbrella holder.

“I’ll alert the professor you’ve arrived,” the woman said.

“No need, Dalia,” a voice objected from the top of the stairs. “I saw them walking up the path.”

A fairly tall man stood at the top of the staircase. He appeared to be middle-aged with chestnut brown hair and graying at the temples. A dark mustache sat right above his top lip, and his glasses were placed firmly on his nose. He was dressed in light khaki pants, a brown sweater, and a white lab coat with brown dress shoes covering his feet.

“Dr. Steinbeck,” Hongjoong bowed, the rest of crew copying him.

“My goodness, Hongjoong,” the professor smiled as he stepped down the stairs. “How long has it been since I last saw you? Twelve years?”

“I believe so.” He shook the professor’s hand.

“Your father, God rest his soul, often spoke about how you wanted to be the captain of the ship someday.”

“I just hope I am making him proud by doing so.”

“And who are your friends?” Dr. Steinbeck noticed the crew behind the captain.

Hongjoong brought Dahae forward. “This is my fiancée, Dahae.”

“Nice to meet you, professor,” she greeted.

“Pleasure’s all mine, my dear,” the professor returned.

Hongjoong went down the line as he introduced his members. “This is my first mate Seonghwa and his fiancée Grace-Anne. Our quartermaster and medic Yeosang and his girlfriend Phoebe. Our engineer Yunho. Our weapons master and gunman Jongho. The HALA’s pilot Mingi and his girlfriend Taeran. Our physicist Wooyoung and his girlfriend and barrelman Dinah. And our navigation expert San and his wife Celestia.” The captain motioned towards her baby bump. “And this is their daughter.”

The professor’s eyes immediately went to Celestia’s necklace. San took note and scooted closer to her, wrapping an arm around her waist.

“Quite a team you have, I must say.”

“Thank you.”

“Shall we head to my lab?” The professor began to lead the way.

The young woman, now identified as Dalia, walked up to Celestia and asked, “Do you need to sit down, darling?”

“I appreciate it, but I’m alright,” Celestia politely declined. “I’ll let you know if I do.”

Dalia nodded and walked into another room.

The house seemed like any normal one would be. A few pictures hung on the wall displaying family pictures and some achievements. Awards also displayed some of the professor’s accomplishments, and a few doors in the hallway lead to various rooms. They entered another living room, decorated just as luxuriously as the first one, and they were lead to a pair of double doors. A black screen brightened up next to the doors. The professor punched in a code, and a voice said, “Welcome, professor.”

Dr. Steinbeck turned towards the crew. “Ladies and gents, welcome to the Wonder.”

The doors slid open, revealing a brightly lit room filled with artifacts on tables, stored in shelves and some boxes placed under tables. Some tools littered the tables, and a sparkling crown could be seen up front. Other artifacts displayed were a box full of gold coins, an ancient tablet with Latin writings scratched on the surface, and some Greek pottery. Study equipment were sitting on each table as if ready to be used for exam the artifacts. The crew wandered around the lab, gawking and taking in the entire set up but careful not to touch anything as their captain had instructed.

The lab intrigued Celestia the most. Only when she was alone in her room was she able to study her findings, but never in such delicacy as the real archaeologists do. All she had were a few tools and some scrolls she found on her and San’s secret honeymoon in Dubai.

“This is amazing,” she exclaimed as she examined one of the pots, her hands resting on her belly. “And you’ve accomplished all of this in a thirty year time period?”

“It’s only a fraction of what I’ve found,” Dr. Steinbeck claimed. “Everything else is at the main lab by the museum. This is only if I’m trying decipher something big, or if I just want to study something.”

“Is this why you’ve asked us here?” Dahae asked.

“The deciphering part, yes.”

“Lunch is ready, sir,” Dalia announced from the doorway.

“Thank you, but please knock next time, Dalia.”

“Sorry, sir.” She scurried away.

The dining room was just as fancy as the rest of the first floor of the house. A large window revealed a beautiful view of the city, however it was still raining pretty hard. A long wooden table stretched out from one each of the room to the other, and it was able to seat at least twenty people, which was more than enough for the crew. Red placemats were placed at each spot and a plate of salmon, sweet potatoes, and blackberries on top; and a glass of water stood by each meal. Dr. Steinbeck sat at one end of the table, and the crew sitting at the sides with Hongjoong and Seonghwa seated closest to him.

Dalia was in and out of the kitchen and running around the table tending to everyone’s needs. She was their designated waitress for the time being. Yunho couldn’t seem to take his eyes off of her, and everyone else could see why. She was a beauty with smooth caramel skin, sparkling brown eyes, and an aura that radiated warmth and love.

“So what is it you need our help with?” Hongjoong asked after swallowing a piece of salmon. “In your email, you didn’t exactly say what was happening.”

“Well, for starters, with all the talk of hackers these days, you can’t be too careful,” the professor chuckled at his own joke.

“Yeah, I don’t feel attacked,” Phoebe whispered to Yeosang.

“In all seriousness,” Dr. Steinbeck continued, “I was on an expedition in the Conga a few weeks ago, and in one of the scrolls I found, it talked about a diamond so rare and precious that it was cut up into eight different pieces and scattered across the world. So far, only three have been found. Two of them are housed in the Smithsonian in the States. The third one has been missing for about seventy-eight years. No one knows how it disappeared, but some speculate it was either stolen or possibly lost in the transport to the Smithsonian.”

“What about the other five?” Dahae asked. “Has anyone else tried to find them?”

“No. As of now, I’m the only archaeologist in the world who has attempted to do so. However, I have been having trouble decoding some of the clues in the scrolls that reveal the locations of the diamonds. That’s why I contacted you.”

“What made you decide on us?” Celestia asked. “We just like traveling and making discoveries. We’re nothing special.”

“Oh, on the contrary, dear.” He took a sip of his drink before continuing. “When I heard of your most recent discoveries in Peru and Guatemala, I knew I had discovered the perfect team to take on this quest. I’d go on the adventure myself, but I hurt my back on that same dig in the Conga. My doctor wants me resting.”

His eyes wandered back to Celestia’s neck.

“Forgive me for staring, love,” he apologized, “but that is quite a beautiful necklace.”

“Thank you,” she replied. “It was grandmother’s, and then she passed it down to me before she died.”

The professor nodded, his wrinkling face showing wheels turning in his mind. “Do you know where she got it?”

“My grandfather gave it to her the night before they got married, but he never told anyone where he got it.”

“I see.”

Taeran sensed something was off, but decided not to jump to conclusions. If he had hurt his back in Ethiopia, how could he have walked down the stairs so well? Maybe he’s going through physical therapy? However, he didn’t have a cane.

“Anyhow,” the professor continued, “would you all be willing to take on this quest?”

Hongjoong looked around at his crew, all of their eyes filled with hope. He knew his crewmates. Something like this could benefit them all financially in their own ways: San and Celestia could rebuild their old house if they wanted to return home, Grace-Anne and Seonghwa could fund their wedding, Phoebe could pay off her grandfather’s medical bills, and the list goes on. The only downsides were, however, this was going to be much riskier than previous explorations, and Celestia’s pregnancy was the cherry on top.

The captain was hesitant to answer; but if they were going to take this journey, then they were going to have to do what he said without question. Their safety and wellbeing mattered the most to him.

“We will go,” he finally answered, shaking the professor’s hand.

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OFFAL HUNT REMASTERED LIVEBLOG // CHAPTER 16

in which murphy nearly cries AGAIN over this fic AGAIN

Cinder didn't say anything. She returned that searching look, like she was wanting something too, like she believed Glynda held some key for her own soul.

HELP ME PLEASE GOD HELP

STOP!!!!!!!!!!!! STOP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PLEASE I BEG OF YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!

i GUESS WE HAVE THIS CHAPTER TOO. I GUESS. OH MY GOD. IM GONNA SCREAM.

we’re opening with florence + the machine lyrics and i LOVE me some florence which is the only thing helping me cope rn but HERE WE GO. WE JUST HAD PAIN. NOW IT’S TIME FOR. MORE, PROBABLY.

The room was cast in filtered blues that seemed to drown all other color, an abyss of night that stole the reds of Cinder’s dress, smothering her in wine-violet.

i once made an offal hunt bingo card that i should have been using the entire time (whoops) but add ‘colour theory’ to it somewhere. and also because i see violet i see glyndas colour am i onto smthng here,

ALSO:

She hadn't said a word beyond what was strictly necessary through the entire ride up to her little apartment.

glynda... have u been invited into a lady’s apartment,,,,,,,,, GLYN,,,,,,,,,, HAVE U PULLED,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, G L Y N D

The lights reflected in her eyes in discs, like screens, like cat’s eyes—shockingly yellow in all the somber blue.

FUCK YEAH

FUCK YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

IT’S GLOWY EYES HOURS FUCK YEEEEEEEEEEEEAH

i have been WAITING FOR THIS MOMENT for like FOREVER oooooooh my god yes. YES. cinder yr PRETTY EYES. i love her. did i mention that. because i do,

Glynda had heard of Faunus taking blades to themselves, to try and hide their features and escape the ever-present eye of human oppression. To cut away ears and horns and tails, shearing parts of their own bodies in a desperate break for freedom.

i want to say something thats VERY 👈😢👈 because i. hrm. dont worry abt it. im filing it away. like glynda is. but in a sadder context.

‘whats sadder than this?’

dont ask,

That couldn’t happen. Glynda didn’t want that to happen. No matter the risk. No matter how Cinder would lash out.

OUGH,,, glynda if u start 2 care then cinder will start 2 care and thats a one way ticket on the pain train to gaytown. i, for one, am thrilled,

The response on Glynda’s tongue withered as Cinder, with little fanfare, lifted her dress over her head and laid it haphazardly across the dresser. When Cinder turned back around, the faint sliver of light found purchase in the thin chain around her neck and the jade pendant laid against her bare chest.

OH SHIT

/crashing sounds

MA’AM,

im having to take a minute just give me a minute please give me a m in u te

It was impossible to tell whether Cinder noticed her sliding out to the left of her own body.

glynda, but slightly to the left,

HONESTLY ME TOO!!!!!!!!!!!! HELLO??????????????????? MA’AM

this bed sharing is the straw thats gonna break the murphy’s back. this is it. im gonna die.

Mindfully slow in the darkness, Glynda walked to the other side of the bed, folded her glasses onto the nightstand, and slid under the covers next to Cinder. A small space existed between them. Glynda’s heart thumped in her chest as she tried to discern even the slightest motion from Cinder at her back. Proximity made her dizzy with warmth.

im not even able to comment on like specific instances because im as LOST AS GLYNDA IS RN,,,, WHAT,,,, HELLO?????????????? GLYNDA. THEYRE

THE BED

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Glynda jostled her shoulder. “Are you awake? Cinder?”

“You’re not giving me much of a choice,” Cinder said, unmoving.

og offal hunt COULD never DID never WOULD never i am absolutely going fucking ape shitt crazy feral rn. holy shit. holy shit. lads. the bed. the bed. theyre in the bed. you. whats going on.

“I know,” Glynda agreed. “You’re kind of a menace.”

Cinder was silent. In hindsight, that hadn’t come out as encouragingly as Glynda meant.

hsdjgfsgdf if this is what its like when these two are. semi-enemies. can u imagine what it’ll be like when theyre dating

(i can)

“If I showed up on Sienna Khan’s doorstep with an army behind me, she’d demand to know what took me so long to come home.” Cinder’s eyes were burning coals lodged in the sockets of her shadowed, furious face. “Fuck her. Fuck all of them.” She paused only for breath. “It’s been years—decades—and they still think—”

GOD. THE LORE!!!!!!!!!!! i am SO interested in cinders backstory and this version is rly just going wild. going hoggie wild on this shit. what the hell happened. why did it happen????????? whats going on?????? CINDER... TELL US MORE...

She was furious, like a cornered and wounded Grimm; furious, and hungry for violence.

👈😔👈

“If there is, bring me with you.”

“You?”

“Yeah.”

this is some poetic cinema. this is some soft and tender shit. i want to cry. why is this SO good.

Something small and charmed crawled out of the hollow of Cinder’s expression: the flicker of a smile, for just a moment. She said softly, “We weren’t all born with ancient souls, Glynda. Some of us were lucky to be born at all.”

👈👈👈😭😔😞👈👈👈

this is so soft. im absolutely dying. im going to die. take me out.

It must have been the room, or the night, or air, or—something—that made Glynda admit, “I wish—that I felt that way.” At the expectant silence that followed, Glynda swallowed and continued, “Not—not with the White Fang. Just… I wish that it felt like everything had been leading to something. That everything in my life was worth it.”

Cinder was very quiet.

I AM LITERALLY SCREAMING. DIESEL. KC. I WILL PERSONALLY BURN DOWN YOUR HOUSES OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!! STOP!!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

oh this sucks SO MUCH MORE when you KNOW THINGS(tm) ABOUT THINGS and ooooooooooooooooh my god im literally gonna fuckin die oh my GOD STOP!!!! STOP I HATE IT

It was like swallowing water and holding it in her lungs. She hated how it hurt. But she would rather that than drive Cinder away. She would rather anything than be alone right now.

the good news: this edition of offal hunt is so much more potent abt everything. EVERYTHING feels more vibrant and more real and more interesting and more... everything. and its GREAT i adore it

the bad news: im fucking sobbing

“Ten,” Glynda said. “I enrolled at Beacon when I was twelve.”

okay this is still a very sad moment but also can you fucking imagine rolling up to class at 17 and seeing a literal 12 year old look you in the eye and go ‘you know i can tutor you if you need extra help’. id be fucking livid. who is this square,

Instead, Cinder dared nearer, smoothing a stray lock of hair behind Glynda’s ear. It was an oddly comforting gesture, coming from her. Glynda’s heart stalled in her chest and Cinder, ignoring it, said, “I know it meant a lot to you. That he meant a lot to you.”

me, pointing: this is it ladies and gents and beans. this is it. cinder’s gone and done it now. i can feel it on the wind. here it is. there it goes.

“What is your destiny?” Glynda asked, feeling bolder than before.

The fingers brushing hair behind Glynda’s ear stalled. Cinder’s palm laid warm against Glynda’s high, sharp cheekbone. Something stuttered and then leapt between them, and Glynda’s face went hot when Cinder whispered, “You.”

“Me?”

“We were born in the same year. You couldn’t have known that—that we’re the same age.” Cinder paused and withdrew her hand, tucking it against her own chest. “But my mother felt it. I always knew.”

Glynda didn’t begin to know how to respond.

“We were born in the same year,” Cinder repeated, almost as if to remind herself, like swearing an oath. “We’ve always been each other’s destiny.”

“I always thought it was my destiny to die,” Glynda finally admitted. “Just like my mothers.”

“No,” Cinder said, distantly. “No, it isn’t.”

okay its bad form to grab SUCH a huge section to like bring attention to it but this is. so much. not just from a fucking offal veteran perspective but SO much more too. like this section is just IT its the CORE of the THING!!!!!! and i wish i could go into why hooooooooooooly shit this bit is just. It(tm) but thats a spoiler so i will settle for this

👈👈👈👈👈👈👈👈👈👈😭😭😭😭😭😭😔😔😔😔😞😞😞😢😢😢😢😢😨😨😨😨👈👈👈👈👈👈👈👈👈

cinder’s last line? has me on the FLOOR. THE FLOOR.

When Glynda asked Cinder what her destiny was, Cinder had said you.

The echo of it was butterflies in Glynda’s stomach.

im losing it. ima bsolutely beside myself

An unfamiliar tension lined Glynda, one she couldn't name or place or recognize. It choked up her throat and clogged her lungs with some unfathomable longing, but for what, she could not place. She looked at Cinder, studying every part of her face, and knew she was studied in turn; Cinder’s lips parted slightly as if she was about to speak, but she said nothing in the end.

But even without speaking, Glynda felt like she’d found an answer to a question she hadn’t had the courage to ask.

OOF. GOD. IM. AH. SHIT. C H R I S T.

i know that this is. [redacted]. and things. and that this is gonna turn into a chapter i look back on and WINCE at when [redacted] and [spoilers] happen but ooooooooooh my goooooooooooooooooood im dying. im outtie. goodbye. rip. fuck me.

#rwby #offal hunt #liveblog #im dying

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Brothers In Arms: Pt 2

Words: 2375 Part 1

Magnum bends over, his ribs aching from the swim. Once he manages to get the pain under control, he stands back up and looks at the man still handcuffed to him. "What next?" He looks around, but there is nothing in sight. He doesn’t understand why these men just jumped into the ocean and dragged him onto this uninhabitable island. Kaho'olawe. With the amount of unexploded ordinance on this island, this trip was going to be interesting.

"Now, we load onto the ATVs stashed a mile in, and we get what we brought you along for." Great, just like Hannah's gold all over again. At least this time he was on land. Despite injuries, Magnum made it to the men's ATVs. Black shirt unlocked the handcuff on Green shirt's wrist and moved it to Magnum's open wrist. "You do anything stupid, like try to jump off the ATV, and he'll," Black shirt nodded at Buzz Cut," shoot you. We might need you for obtaining our treasure, but afterwards? Not so much, SEAL. Now get on with Jack, here." Ah, so Jack was the man in the green shirt.

Thomas nods. "You got it. Causing no trouble."

"Good." With that, they started up their ATVs and headed into the trees. While riding, Thomas couldn't help but hope his brothers were doing okay. He was planning on doing everything he could to get back to them. At least they weren't here. Before he knew it, the ATVs were rumbling to a stop. He looked around for a landmark to help identify where they were on the island. Unfortunately, it seemed they were nestled between two ridges. The only thing he could positively identify is the distance from the ocean, roughly a klick. They were stopped on the hill and he recognized one of the nearby gulches swimming in. Black shirt crawled off his ATV and picked his way over to Magnum. "Here we are." Buzz Cut lifted his gun out of the holster to a resting position. As Black shirt undid his cuffs, Magnum held his hands up. "Your objective is to retrieve this box." Black Shirt pulled up a picture on his phone to show the box, then slid right to reveal a map. "It's about 165 yards off this trail to the right. You bring that back to us, and we'll take you back to Oahu and you can go home safe and sound. Understood?"

"Can I know what is in there?" Thomas asks, more out of curiosity than anything else.

"No. You find out, and we'll leave you here."

"Okay, okay. No looking in the box, grab it, bring it back to you, and I go home safe. How long do I get?"

"We'll be generous and give you 30 minutes."

Thomas nodded and started towards the direction Black Shirt had given him. Since they weren't going to follow him in, he knew he was gonna look in the box despite their warning. They had kidnapped him, he wasn't going to do whatever they wanted simply because they promised him safe passage home.

About 10 minutes of carefully picking his path while looking for explosive ordinance, and he finally noticed a wooden box, that almost resembled his footlocker at home. He knelt down in front of it, and cautiously opened the box.

"Holy-" He cut himself off. Rough estimate, there was a million dollars in this box. There was absolutely no way he was taking this back to them. They could use the money to disappear or worse. But, they know where it is. "Screw this, guess I'm not going home." He picks it up, and travels farther into the trees. All this moving is exasperating his injuries but now, he has no choice but to push through the pain. He carries it a couple hundred yards before realizing that if he's careful, he can deposit it on the island and get back to the boat before the kidnappers. They'd be left here with no way off. Mind made up, he puts the box down and covers it loosely with some dirt. He then spots the beach they arrived on and quickly, yet carefully makes his way towards it.

Magnum is breathing hard by the time he makes it to the beach, and his ribs are twinging with every breath. He looks back to see if the men have made it down here yet, but doesn’t quite hear them. Deciding to not wait to see where they're at, he runs into the water to start heading for the boat that's anchored about half a mile from the shore.

Rick is steadily pacing, as well as Higgins, TC, and Kumu. His phone rings.

"It's an unknown number." Kumu shoots him a look.

"Well? Answer it." She looks back to the phone. He taps the answer button and puts it on speaker.

"Rick Wright."

"Rick." Thomas' voice comes over the line. "Good to hear your voice."

"Brother, it's good to hear yours. Where are you at?" TC speaks up.

"Currently, I'm sitting on a Coast Guard Vessel about 40 klicks from Lanai Lookout."

Everyone looks at the phone. "Thomas. Why are you with the Coast Guard?" Higgins asks.

"Um. Long story. Please tell Katsumoto he can call off the search though." He doesn’t think Higgins or Kumu can hear the pain in Tommy's voice but by the slight flinch TC gives off, Rick knows he can hear it too.

"Brother, Katsumoto doesn’t have the case anymore. Five-O took it." "Okay," Usually, Thomas would crack a joke about Steve, but when he doesn't make it, Rick knows either the pain is really bad, or Magnum's brain is running away. "Would you please let him know he can call off the search dogs?"

"Of course. What can we do?" Kumu asks again.

"N-nothing at the moment." Both TC and Rick catch the stutter from the pain. "I'll have someone drop me off at the Nest when I'm finished giving my statement." Rick catches the unsaid and after I get checked out. Not for the first time since the call, Rick wonders how bad shape Magnum is in, especially to get checked out.

"We'll see you when you get here, man." TC states with fondness. The line goes dead pretty quickly after that. Rick looks at his friend. "Orville, we'd better get things ready." Rick agrees. Higgins looks between the two men.

"What does that mean?" she questions.

A look passes between the two men. "Ladies, it may not be best for you to be around when he gets back."

Kumu reads between the lines and agrees. Higgins still wants the information, so she waits until the older lady leaves before asking again.

"Higgy, look you know you're part of our little family, but Magnum is gonna be fighting some demons when he gets back. Trust us, as much as you want to be here, it might be better if you weren't. It's gonna get pretty dark. You think the Hannah issue was bad? This is gonna be worse." Rick looks at TC, a wordless conversation passing between the two. "But, if you want, you can stay until he gets here."

"I can work with that. Thank you, gents." She accepts.

My fault. My fault. Stop, please. Please. No. Don't touch them. No. I will do whatever you want. Just please don't touch them. It’s my fault. I am sorry. So sorry. The words spin and rattle in Magnum's head.

"Lieutenant Magnum, I'm Master Chief Smith. Commander Steve McGarrett is picking you up from the dock to take you home as well as take your statement. Paramedics are also waiting to check you out." Magnum nodded at the woman who gave him the information.

"Thank you, ma'am." "Of course, Lieutenant." He tugs his arm a little closer to his side as they hit a wave that hurts.

When they finally arrive back at the port, Magnum makes his way over to the paramedics, who inform him that he probably has a couple broken ribs, a dislocated shoulder, and to monitor the small nicks and cuts for any sign of infection. His next stop is the black Camaro parked two spaces over.

"Hey, Steve." "Thomas. You sure know how to take a few years off a man's life." The SEAL grins, relieved to see his comrade alive.

"Yeah, I've had some time to perfect my technique since I saw you last."

"Hello." Danny speaks up from behind his partner.

"Detective Williams." Magnum greets respectfully.

"Hey, Danny works for me. Nice to meet you Lieutenant Magnum."

"Please, just Thomas."

"Wanna walk us through what happened?" Steve chimes in again.

"I was driving, on my way to see a prospective client, when an SUV pulled in front of me. I slowed down, and couldn't pass it, but it stopped. Three men climbed out, one with a Glock 9mil, the other two with ARs. They had me climb into their vehicle. One of them punched me and the next thing I know, I'm waking up in an abandoned warehouse. They pushed me around a bit, questioned me about the Rosalita."

"Questioned how?" Danny asks, and glares at the look his partner shot him.

"Pushed around, knocked around." Magnum keeps the answers vague. Danny nods in response, sensing Magnum's reluctance to talk about it.

"They didn't like the way I phrased some of my responses, so they cracked a couple ribs. We were there for about 3 or 4 hours. After that, they got me back into the SUV and we drove to a dock. We loaded into that boat and drove over to just off Kaho'olawe. There was a box full of money they wanted me to retrieve. Unfortunately, once I saw it, I took off in their boat."

Steve nearly jerks backward, only his training keeping him from moving. Kaho'olawe was known, well known even, for being covered in unexploded ordinance.

"I know how you feel about your clients, Magnum. But I gotta ask, is it possible they were targeting you?" Steve asked.

"Possibly. I'd hate to put a client in that position, but it's very possible that they set me up. All one would have to do to find my past is search my name on Google." Magnum looks at his friend. "After our escape, we were very... well-known. We even did a press conference. "

Danno looked thoughtful at this new avenue of information, "I think we have all we need. Steve?" He turns to his partner.

"I think you're right, brah. Magnum, we'll keep you updated and informed of any new information. Just don't do anything stupid." The man in question simply nods in response, more than happy to just go home and see his brothers.

As Steve pulls into the Nest, he sees some of the blinds in the guesthouse fluttered, and knows Magnum's friends were waiting on him. Once he has the car in park, he turns to the SEAL in the backseat. "We're here. Seems like TC and Rick are waiting."

"Yeah." Thomas takes a second to shore up against his nerves. The words my fault have yet to leave his head. He knew TC and Rick would help him get rid of the words, but he feels like he deserves the pain they cause. He opens the Camaro door, and thank Steve and Danno for the ride. He knows he is stalling, but he isn't sure he wanted to go in, to have his burden alleviated. It feels like it's his burden to bear, not something he deserves help with. He listens to the car tires crunching gravel as he makes his way to his home.

As soon as Thomas walks in the door, Rick and TC jump up off the couch to greet him. As they walk up to him, Magnum nods, letting them know it was okay to hug him, something they hadn't done since their time in hell. They pull him between them and fold him into a hug, where he sags, happy to be home and relieved that he made it.

Rick is ecstatic his brother has made it back to them, but he can see the torment in Tommy's eyes. A look that he's seen very little since they made it back from Afghanistan, one that was present when Nuzo died, and when Higgins got injured helping them solve a case. Dread sinks like a pit in Rick's stomach at that look, and he shoots a glance at TC, hoping the other man had seen it. When TC barely moves his head, Rick knows the pilot had seen the same thing he had. "You're here, you're okay." Rick starts to murmur, knowing Magnum is fighting not to visit a flashback. "This isn't your fault." Those words are going to make an appearance at some point today, so it's best to get a jump on fighting those thoughts off.

Juliet had stuck to her word and as soon Magnum had walked through the door, she'd been gone. But now that she was sitting in her study, she was horrified. His shoulder was a lovely shade of bruising, and the way he was walking- well, she knows that walk well. His ribs were, at the least, cracked, if not broken. But, the thing about him that scared her the most was his look of fear, and self-recrimination. Like he was blaming himself for the entire situation. Which, knowing him, she reasoned, is probably very true at the moment. Now she understands why Rick hadn't wanted her and Kumu there when he arrived. He looked miserable. Hopefully his brothers can help pull him out of the pit he's digging himself, and quickly.

TC knows it's gonna be a long evening, when Rick murmurs that it's not Tommy's fault, and he flinches at the words as if fighting their effect on him. Both uninjured men guide Magnum to the couch, and help him gingerly sit. They take their place on either side of him and put gently pressure on his arms, cognizant of the damage done to his shoulder and the extensive bruising coloring it. It's not the first time they've helped him heal this way, it's probably not the last. Unfortunately, TC thinks.

The End (for all)

Thanks to those who read this! I appreciate it. Let me know what you think, even if you think it sucked. I feed off the comments! Thank you!

#magnum pi #hawaii 5-0 #thomas magnum #juilet higgins #kumu #steve mcgarrett #danny danno williams #tc callahan #rick wright

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amisbro · 6 years

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Deep Dive: The subplot of the UtaPri Anime NO ONE talks about

(God Damn that’s a long title...am I writing a Light Novel?) ANYWAYS (Yes already with the snark...hello @baku5ds) Welcome everyone to a brand new edition of “Deep Dive” where we take a look at things that have happened in Animes and other media and we TRY to find out if there was some other meaning to things that happened...or if there is a possibility that I am just overthinking things Today’s topic is a subplot that I don’t think anyone has ever discussed in the Anime of Uta no Prince-Sama (henceforth known as “UtaPri”) and I thought *Let’s discuss this!* So for this post we are discussing one of UtaPri’s greatest subplots that appeared to go over EVERYONE’S HEAD (including mine) and we’re gonna go over it now! Ladies and Gents...we’re talking about Shining Saotome ,STARISH and HEAVENS! LET’S GO

Alright before we get too far in let’s explain WHY we are talking about this EVERYONE in the UtaPri fandom has always said either one of the following (if not both things) “The UtaPri Anime was all about STARISH’s story” OR “HEAVENS’ role was to make STARISH better” The thing is there was one thing that became interestingly apparent since even the end of Series 1 and then became more clear as we started to move forward was there was some weird motive going on with Shining behind the scenes that made for a very interesting time. Here is how it started In the end of Series 1 (it was episode 12 I do believe) Shining told the other 5 members at the time that the only way he would allow all of them to be a part of a “group” was if Tokiya got back in time...now he did so STARISH was allowed to form right? Well not quite yet See Shining had a nasty trick up his sleeve Shining decided it would be a good idea to tell them that ,in order for them to debut, they had to ditch Nanami (whom up to this point had been around them all series. STARISH protested but it was Shining’s word that was law so they were going to have to deal with it UNLESS Haruka could write something better than the “God of Composing” which SPOILER...we never met (all we got to find out was it was a man and that’s it). So now Nanami runs away and goes back to live with her grandmom (and I loved Granny Nanami as a character...I don’t think they allowed her to be at the SSS though which annoyed me) and then STARISH went and tracked her down (which I was fine with cos they wanted HER to be the composer and I can dig the rebellion. Its revealed not long after that Shining was just “testing her” and then STARISH got to debut with her as composer So so far we had Shining fucking with STARISH in this sense...was their more to come? Oh yeah and Series two was going to be the start of something very telling when it came to Shining and even moreso the relationship he had with at least one of his instructors in my main man Ryuuga-Sensei but more on this later When Season 2 starts we are introduced to new cast members in the QUARTET NIGHT and they are to be the “Seniors” for STARISH whom kind of scoff at the idea. This later comes back to bite them (even if the writers don’t do a good job of explaining it) but for now its QN and STARISH under the same roof...but what’s the deal with Shining? Shining finds out that STARISH refused the mentorship of the 4 new cast but is “kind of” okay with it. Its later announced that they (STARISH) would be going for the “UtaPri Award” and you would be left to wonder if its going to be against QN or some group that would be made up for STARISH to truck over (because my belief is that if it HAD been QN there would have been a different outcome). Now everything is pretty tame and everyone is going on relatively “Drama Free” until we get to the 6th episode of the season in “Orange Rhapsody”. THIS was the first episode that made me start to wonder what was going on in Shining’s head after the stunt he pulled in Season 1 with Nanami! It was revealed in this episode that he had heard about “a trio of Amateurs” that would take on STARISH at the awards and when he revealed this it was in front of Ryuuga (I’m refraining from using surnames for a reason here...it’ll be clear in a bit) and ,while Ryu-Sensei didn’t flinch here you know he had to be trusting them less and less because of stuff that was going on. (I say this and we have to remember my fave instructor basically demoted Tokiya and threatened to kick Ren out in Season 1...still like him though) Now my question that I had asked myself at this point was this “How does Shining know about this ‘Trio of Amateurs’ and who are they?” Well we don’t get their identity revealed until the 10th episode of the season (”Crystal Time”) and now things get interesting. See around this time Cecil was getting ready to leave to go back to Agnapolis by order of his dad...problem was that he wanted to help STARISH be the best group they could be so he basically begged to come back and he did...now when it comes to the deal with HEAVENS well... Shining (and the man we would come to know as Raging Ootori) make an agreement that the winner of the UtaPri Awards can stay on as a group but the loser has to disband...this part is interesting because both groups had zero say in this (and not long before this STARISH rebelled against Ringo and Ryuuga) so we had a lot going on here and it was going to take time to process...except we didn’t have that much because the UtaPri awards were coming up! So surprise surprise STARISH wins the award and everyone (before the Season 3 announcement) thinks the show is over...the series 3 announcement comes and we find out otherwise but let’s talk about this competition. The idea was that the group that lost goes away for good right? Okay so then WHY did Shining prevent the disbandment of HEAVENS? I dunno about everyone when they first saw this but I was very curious about what was going on here because Raging was legit ready to honor the agreement and then Saotome broke it...the hell?! As much as I love Season 2 this ending confuses me for this reason A “Protagonist” usually would honor an agreement put forth and do as was told but an “Antagonist” would find a way to weasel out of it. Someone tell me how Shining ,despite being the President of the “Protagonist company”, isn’t an Antag here when he deliberately broke the agreement and then STARISH backed it? I dunno why but I forever find this confusing. Oh but the Shining/HEAVENS connection was going to start to get even more confusing. See come Season 3 we had more stuff with Shining and Ryuuga in the car when the issue over “Code: T.V.U.” broke out (and again another Ren episode). The thing was here was that Ryuuga was wondering if Shining had something planned for STARISH and when Shining didn’t say ANYTHING that gave him all the intel he needed...but he just didn’t know WHAT! So now fast forward to the end of Season 3 and what do we see? HEAVENS (whom was a trio in Season 2 and now 7 members in Season 3) AND Shining and Raging standing atop the Shining Tower together as if they were in on this the whole time! Aight...this are STARTING to come into the picture here So now we know that Shining and Raging were halfass working together. I say “halfass” cos the reality was that with Season 4 we come to find out that it would appear all the episodes at least STARTED in the Raging Entertainment office! THEN we talk about the “Three episodes from hell” (or more specifically “NEXT DOOR”) The things that forever puzzled me about the episode Eiichi claimed that Shining gave him permission for the training camp. IF we go under the assumption that Shining has had an interest in HEAVENS this whole time then that makes sense that he would give the Leader the “go ahead” for doing this kind of thing with Otoya...makes sense to me. Now...the report It can be speculated that Eiichi “invaded” the privacy of Otoya to get what he wanted out of him. I still don’t think that is the case and its been almost two years since the episode. I’m still thinking that Shining gave him whatever he needed (which if we again go by him having an interest in HEAVENS this makes sense) but Shining didn’t know what the result was going to be. NOW...once we got out of that mess what would Shining’s next point of interest be with HEAVENS? The SSS! Remember that in Episode 11 STARISH delivered their song from Nanami (and shocker of shocker NANAMI couldn’t be there..was still curious was they kept Nanami from HEAVENS for a good portion of the season) and around episode 12 HEAVENS made their triumphant reappearance at the re-election (with an assist from QN of all groups) and then despite losing was asked by STARISH of all groups to assist with a song. Okay this part puzzled me but the more you think about Saotome and his weird connection with HEAVENS this is gonna kind of make sense because when they were getting ready to do it Raging was going to stop them...then SHINING showed up and prevented him from leaving! Plot hole Why did Shining Stop Raging from going to get HEAVENS at this point in time...they lost again to STARISH so him getting them and pulling them off the stage would make sense right? Here is like the point of all of this It seemed whenever STARISH was going to do something Shining put up a roadblock to try and keep them from appearing Like in Season 1 it was “Either you do it without Nanami or you don’t do it at all” Season 2 was “If Cecil doesn’t come back before I get on this copter and leave you aren’t going to do the award show Season 3 was “I dunno if I want you to do the SSS election” but got backed into it by QN whom then turned on STARISH Season 4 was the only season that really HE didn’t do it...it was an accident by Eiichi but it was Raging’s idea in the FIRST PLACE! YET When it comes to HEAVENS Shining S2 Prevented HEAVENS from disbanding despite the conditions in the agreement S3 Was with Raging after HEAVENS reappeared as a 7 member group S4 Prevented Raging from going to pull HEAVENS during the final song of the season Have you noticed something herte: Shining seems VERY INTERESTED in HEAVENS for some reason and yet oddly DIDN’T say “They had enough of your abuse...they’re coming with ME now!” And I legit wondered why...still do honestly. There is a part of me that wondered THIS So we got this new movie and now we have the different members in units now and HEAVENS have AT MINIMUM 1 with a STARISH member but also a QN member (some have 2 HEAVENS because of QN having only 4 members). NOW...this makes me wonder this Its known that Shining now has a big interest in them AND its known that he PROBABLY KNOWS that Raging tried to recruit Tokiya. I DON’T THINK its out of the realm of possibility now that he (Shining) is going to try and and get HEAVENS away from Raging but he’s waiting till this next concert. He PROBABLY also wants to see how the HEAVENS members work with QN (R.I.P Eiji and Shion...more the former TBH) and if he gets the results he wants...HEAVENS will NEVER go back to Raging ever again! Now WILL this happen? Hard to say cos its going to be hard to see what goes on with HEAVENS in the movie and then after. If Broc is complete morons then they will ax HEAVENS after this BUT we will have to wait and see because we got a LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONG wait until then and now the clock starts for the QN single and then we find out about HEAVENS’ HOLY SHIT THIS WAS LONG...okay I think we are done for now but you might see me back later with something a bit more lighthearted...give me a few hours Until then my friends do take care and Good Day Good Night Good BYE!

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