#my brother was just saying to cut it in half and cook it sorta like a steak
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gonna try cooking something quite differently today. using some of the cooking skills i have maybe picked up over time
got a roast that's been marinading all day and so the plan is to actually bust out the cast iron, see if i can sear it in there really nice, then finish it in the oven. may not work out in the slightest but nothing ventured nothing gained
#my brother was just saying to cut it in half and cook it sorta like a steak#but tbh he doesnt have the patience to cook a steak well even if we can usually get it to the desired medium rare#so i was like. well ill yolo it
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who do u consider closer friends out of the GAW?
ahh, well, "close" is relative. GAW is a lot like family, in that there's lots of people in the mix and you don't really know all of them as much (or as little) as you might want to.
mind you, they're also comrades, so I'd step up and fight for any of 'em. Especially the kids. it's a fucked-up world and they need someone in their corner.
last thing: I have, uh. problems. sharing past events. so I'm scared of getting too close to certain people. you know how it is.
aside from that... wait, am I allowed to be specific?
I don't see a problem with it, so long as we make one thing clear: only a few of these characters are original to the MxTape. Everything else is based on my interpretations of existing works, and the original authors always have the final say.
MxTape Originals, aka Steal These OCs
Doreen Gray (alwaysbpositive): Met her because of my delivery work. She needed some ethically-sourced B+, and I knew some queer people with units to spare. Not like Canadian Blood Services wants it! Homophobes. Anyway we've been friendly ever since. She's got two moods: energetic and depressed. I can relate.
meatgerm: I've crashed on this man's couch twice and still don't know his name. Do NOT eat his cooking! He WILL prank you. Really good fiddle player, though.
Tanya Miller (twilight_tone): Extremely close! We are partners! Sometimes we even dream together.
Louis (WHEREISMYHOG): never met IRL but he's got some wild stories and a solid understanding of magical theory.
Penelope Gore (whistl_stahp): yo we've talked about this.
MxTape Guests, aka Upcoming Attractions
Desmond Callaghan (gothicalfallacy): really, really cool! Hand member. Fellow Jojo appreciator. Probably the only person I know who understands theory better than WHEREISMYHOG. Go-to-guy for questions. Too bad he's only available, like, half the time.
Judith Feingold (thisisstupid12345): Desmond's sister; also a Hand member. Barely involved with GAW, but she kept logging into her brother's account and bones said that was against the rules, so here we are. Not magical, but very, very keen on guns, so she mostly talks with _FuddruckeR_.
GAW Members, aka "Janitors call us PoIs"
bones: we got to talking after the whole "terrestrial years" thing, and as it turns out... it's not doing a bit! an actual alien satellite. That sorta blew my mind. bones is a bit short and perfunctory sometimes but I think it's just doing the absolute best it can with people it doesn't entirely understand, which... same, tbh?
acuterobot: adorable. following her tumblr blog got me in some trouble, but I don't hold that against her.
polaricecraps: ehhh complicated. I see a lot of myself in PIC, but he's smarter than I was at his age and that cuts both ways. He's in it for the right reasons but speaking from experience, that's a great way to shoot yourself in the foot. He also lost my fucking TAPE but I puked in his van a while back so we're calling it even.
Andressa (gaycopmp4) and Dahlia (hetcopogg): literally the cutest couple I've ever seen. Fierce, passionate, committed to justice... and, uh, their kid? pretty sure Heather (Ms. Mad About Video Games) counts as their daughter. I send them tons of care packages with how-to books and chill retro games.
Armand (harmpit): extremely funny, lots of cool tricks, really difficult to understand in conversation. Marginally easier in text.
kkrule and kektagon: drive me ABSOLUTELY FUCKING INSANE. They're basking in the low-grade background radiation of the Internet and they're going to get emotional cancer. I've been there and I desperately want to help steer them out of it but GOD DAMN they are insufferable.
opossum: even worse. Probably the single most abrasive person I've ever met. Always arguing. Banned multiple times but never perma'd.
FreakyGhostBed: doesn't get out much, so I installed a media server in his family's basement so he can keep busy while they're asleep. we've hung out a few times since then. we mostly talk about movies.
_FuddruckeR_ and orbhorse: live and work on a ranch in the Southern States. Fantastic hosts, so long as you can tolerate Fudd plinking at targets all day.
CommunismAnarchismNihilism: incredible source for zines and materiel, a decent percentage of which have some kind of juice to them. We trade stuff. we also argue a lot (politics) but that's all in good fun (I think?)
fallout_meta.txt: escaped some real nasty characters to become a better person. I respect that, and I respect their top-tier opsec, because I don't know a single thing about them besides what's necessary.
FunkoPopFan1: not very active in the chat (super shy), but extremely resourceful, good at manipulating plastics, and passionate about her hobbies. Sadly one of those hobbies is collecting funko pops.
tabris, hybridRainbow, starspark, chokerless and bluefootedboobies: I would ride or die for all these kids.
And finally, The Big Three.
Esther Kogan (lesbian_gengar): friendly in the chat but we haven't met in person, bc she has deep ties in Three Ports and maybe she heard something about my fuckup back in 2008. On the other hand... remember what I said about having a type? The type who could kick my ass? Well, LG could definitely do that. In fact she could probably fry my brain. Yow!
JJ (jockjamsvol6): this dude defies description. I mean yes, he's hot, and he's chill, but the second he walks into a room... you know you're in for some shit. JJ is always EXACTLY where he's supposed to be, and as a genre-savvy person, that is TERRIFYING, because the narrative flows AROUND HIM. It's like watching someone waltz through a hurricane; it's cool, but not super safe for whoever stands around gawking.
And lastly... Jude Kriyot (bluntfiend). The man, the myth, the legend. The guy who walked away from AWCY and lived to tell the tale. (Or lie about it, at least.)
This is where things get really difficult for me, cuz... well, I'm an anarchist. The idea of following any one guy doesn't appeal to me. BUT! there is no GAW without Jude, and once you meet him, you can understand why. He's got something special. Not confidence or charisma or whatever (he's actually a clumsy dork), but heart and integrity, for sure. He believes in humanity. He believes in something good, and when you're hanging out, you want to believe in it too.
That said, he's also a fucking mess. I'm not judging (I'm a mess too), but on some level, I like to think I'm getting my shit together. Jude is more like... uh, a shonen protagonist between story arcs. You know? He just sorta stews in his own funk. Depressed. Off in his own little world. Like Johnny Joestar, before meeting Gyro. There's only one person who can reliably shake him out of it, and... well, it's not me.
I admire Jude. I really do. I want to trust him with my secrets, but I can't, because he doesn't trust me with his. That's... fair. Trust is hard to earn. It's easier to lie. But when the chips are down, I've got Jude's back. I hope he'd do the same for me.
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Coul I request the chain reacting to meeting the reader who is Wild's sibling? (If background is needed shrieks science and them whatever purchase did so the reader is just sorta- 15-28 )
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I don't understand the second sentence but I think I can infer what you're trying to say. And even then, I came up with a backstory that more less fixes it regardless so yay!
Wild is everyone's favorite chaotic creative sibling!
And I went for older sibling because reasons and just assume that sibling! Reader is in their early twenties.
Content under the cut!
You woke up one day in Hateno village, quietly aware of the silence that echoed through your house.
You miss your brother.
Not that he was here often with his Goddess given assignment nor did he even know who you were for the first half of it.
What a day that was.
Your little brother back from the dead, scars and all and then some... but he had no idea who you were.
It hurt to say the least. But you were told it would happen once the news reached you. He would wake up one day to finish his duty but he would not remember anything regarding his past life.
Even when he found you again, after he somehow remembered you, you didn’t know where to begin.
You just knew that you were so happy to be together again after so long that you hugged him as tight as you could and told him that your door was always open.
To say you both cried is the understatement of the century. It was wet and ugly and messy and neither of you really talk about it but it felt good that day.
And while you both knew he couldn’t stay for long with his adventure being no where near complete. He did come home for the night after he set that travel medallion of his by the front door.
But that was then- before the Calamity was defeated.
Now that it’s gone- so is your brother. Again.
On a different quest this time, it seems.
You don’t understand why your baby brother of all people has to be the one to do it and you would like nothing more than to wrap him up in a blanket and shield him from anything else that comes to hurt him- but he never let you do that as a child- let alone now.
You begin the day like any other and try to get as many mundane chores done as you can before you finally try and get the stable in the back fixed up.
You noticed Link had an affinity to horses and had checked in with the nearest stable to see that he had some lodged under his name.
There’s a place at the house, darn it. Lodge them here. It just needs to be fixed.
With your goal in mind, you lose yourself to the work and the time passes effortlessly.
It’s around noon by the time you hear it.
The familiar sound of activation that gets your heart pounding in relief and unbridled joy.
You drop your hammer and run to the front of the house with the largest grin on your face. “You’re back, you Rug Rat! Come here!”
You single him out instantly amongst the group and tackle him in a hug.
He’s long stopped trying to fight on you on this and has also returned your crushing hug with one of his own. “I’m back.”
“You brought friends too.” You grin and give the group a two fingered salute. “And here I was afraid that this loner child would end up dead in a ditch somewhere and I would be none the wiser. Thank you for looking after my little brother. I’m aware he’s a handful.”
“Ok thanks.” He says.
“Little brother?” Someone from the group asks. They’re lost amongst the sea of head but you nod regardless.
“Yup. I remember the day he was born like it was yesterday.” You grin and put your hands on your hips, introducing yourself right after. “Any friend of Link’s is a friend of the family. Come in, come in. Make yourselves at home. It’s not much but it’s ours. Been in the family since before the calamity struck. Let me wash up a bit and then we can get some food going, yeah?”
“I’ll start up the stove.” Link says and you’re about to disagree. After all, he just got home and should rest while he can but he ahs the most unburdened smile on his face that you can’t bring yourself to deny him.
“Alright.” You sigh and head to the back where the shower is. It’s always been small and a bit cramped and the door stopped fitting correctly about ten years ago but now that’s it’s not just you anymore, you can go around into the giving the house the TLC it deserves.
But you’re starting with the stable in the back.
When you’re finished and you’ve dried yourself off, you get into the house to find it in a delightful array of colors and chaos.
Each of the boys seemed to have made themselves completely at home in the time you were gone and you leaned against the door frame, watching them all interreact.
Your brother didn’t waste any time with getting the stove up and running. You can smell the beginning of lunch getting cooked and it appears that Link has wrangled two of the boys to be his helpers. One appears to be the youngest with bright wide eyes and a similar blue tunic to that of Links and the other looks to be slightly more timid in the process. He’s around the same height as Link but darker hair and a long white cape still clasped around his shoulders.
You recognize the Master Sword strapped to his back.
Making a note of that you look around the room again. Three of them have made themselves comfortable at the table. One is easily the biggest guy of the group, red and blue tattoos on his face and scar over his eye as he watches the others go about the admittedly small house. The other two look to be the same size and you’re sure you can look them in the eye if you needed to. They’re talking to both each other and the group that’s cooking. One has a wolf pelt on his shoulder with more tattoos on his face and other is a knight if you’ve ever seen one with a bright blue scarf around his neck.
You’re not one to judge your brother’s friends but you make a mental note to watch him in case he tries anything.
Two of the boys- one with pink hair and the other have the most solid brown mane of the whole group have made themselves spares and are talking quietly to each other and not making a fuss.
The final one looks to be the smallest but he’s got an older glint to his eye that recognize well. He’s wearing arguably the most color tunic of the group with those four patches sewn together. He’s tucked himself away into a corner with a book out, not interacting with either of them outright but he has been looking up and adding his two cents to the older’s conversation at the table.
They don’t notice you’re back which is a testament to how tired they all must be.
They’re an interesting bunch.
But Link did always surround himself with interesting people.
So you’re not really surprised.
“Sooo...” Pinky starts off, calling your bother’s attention. “You have an older sibling?”
“Yup!” He answers, not looking up from the pot. “They were waiting for me the whole time, and even manage to keep the house. Up keep still needs to be done but we’ve been working on it together.”
“But they’re older.”
“Yes. We’ve established this.”
You have to hold back your snort.
“You were asleep for one hundred years.” Four Patches speaks up, closing his book silently. ”Shouldn’t they... ummm...”
“Be dead?”
“Or at least really old?” Mr. Brunette hops in, trying to lessen the blow of the sentence.
“You’re like one hundred and seven teen right? Wouldn’t that put them at being one hundred and twenty something?” Wolf boy offers.
“I guess so. Yeah. They were old at some point.” Link stops stirring and you can see him try to run the numbers in his head. “I know that much. The village talks about them being really old sometimes, but I guess that was years ago because it’s only from the older folk that live here.”
“But they lived through those one hundred years, didn’t they?” Blue Baby Face speaks this time.
“That’s what they told me.”
“So....” The knight tilts his head and tries to put his hands out as if that would help answer the question. “They’re like the Old Man then? Old in their head but young on the outside.”
“You can say that, yeah.” You say and take extreme satisfaction at the way most of the jump at your voice. “Unlike Link, I was alive the whole time he was asleep. I’ve got grandkids in Lurelin and they visit from time to time but someone had to at least keep the house up and running, might as well have been me.”
“I...” Link starts as he takes the food off the burner. “I never asked you how you stayed young, did I?”
“Nope.”
“Oh.” He looks away and deflates a little. Link looks a little disappointed with himself and that won’t stand in this house.
“I didn’t realize it was that important. And I’m going to assume you’ve explained most of the situation Rug Rat.” You laugh a little with a raised eyebrow. “You can blame Purah. You know she wanted to find a way to keep the old from aging, right? It’s why she’s in the body of a little kid again. But when she tried the second formula she realized that if she tried it on herself that it might as well but poof her back into a baby and she wanted to contact Robbie but he’s too far and too old to make that trip. I volunteered.”
“Really?”
“It still didn’t really work, I was transformed into a teenager instead of a child- a horrible time to exist really. But I suppose it was a blessing in disguise. By the time this one-” You step into the house fully and ruffle Link’s hair. “-came back, it left us with the same age gap as before. So in the end I can’t complain.”
“Why’d you volunteer?” Cape guy leans on the wall. “There’s only so many times you can test it, right? Who’s to say it wouldn’t have been worse?”
“Yeah, what if it did transform you into a baby again and you forgot everything?” Four Patches stands up and comes to stand by the table, putting his book on top of it.
“I wanted to take the risk.” you shrug and pull your brother into a hug. “Is it a crime to want to see my baby brother again not matter the cost?”
“Get off.” He whines.
You laugh but do as he asks. “It was never said when he’d be back. Only that he would. I was willing to buy as much time as needed to be there for him.”
“I didn’t remember you...” He mutters to himself.
“You now, don’t you?” You punch him gently. “We’ve talked about this. It’s ok. I knew it was going to happen. It wasn’t going to stop me. Ganon himself couldn’t properly get rid of me. I’m not leaving your side anytime soon.”
He smiles and turns to hug you.
“Now where’s your wolf friend?” You ask. “Are you still traveling together? There’s something I wanted to give him.”
Wolf Pelt shimmies in his seat for a second but you don’t think much of it.
Link shakes his head. “Not right now but he has been coming by every now and then.”
“Well it’s good he’s still around to look after you then in my stead.”
“We have a horse though.” Link tilts his head up to grin at you. “It’s not the same but her name is Epona.”
Familiarity stabs you in the heart and you know it’s something that Link even remember even if he lives another one hundred years.
He was too little when she passed.
“...Like dad’s old horse. Can I see her?” You say with a light constriction in your throat. “How crazy would it be if they looked alike?”
“Dad had a horse?”
“You wouldn’t remember her, you were too little. I barely remember her as it is but yes, he did.” You take a step back and motion back towards the door. “Maybe after lunch you show me. We can bring her to the back and measure up how the stable is. I’ve been fixing it up.”
“Really!?” Link blinks, an excited glint appearing in his eyes.
“Yes. That’s what I was doing when you first came in. But let’s eat first.” You put your hand to the small of his back and push him gently in the direction of the table. “And then you can tell me about your friends and this new adventure of yours.”
#linked universe x reader#linkeduniverse#lu wild#it's a bit longer than the other one shots#and yet i think it's the most uneventful#let me know what you guys think#linked universe
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Re; Ahsoka and Quinlan being the same age, now I'm picturing Ahsoka, Quinlan, and Rex eventually ending up in a weird sorta thruple where Quinlan comes in and out of the relationship but the door is kinda always open for him? And Rex spends a lot of mornings eyeing the tangle of orange and brown skin on the other side of the bed like he has no idea how he ended up here but he's (mostly) okay with that tbh
Context: Commander Buir in chronological order
YES okay so this is wild to me that people are invested in this but like half the time-travel fics with Ahsoka in the same age-group as Quinlan have me wondering if I should ship them. Let me just. Ho shit.
So, okay, I've explored a lot of possible dynamics but there's something really engaging about how Quinlan, trained as a Shadow before the Sith came back, could react to a War Padawan. Ahsoka isn't really infiltration material yet, she's very much a frontline fighter, but she's got a lot more experience with a kind of consistent dark atmosphere that most Jedi don't. They get exposed to plenty of dark stuff, sure, but not the kind of all-encompassing "this is my life for the last two years" thing that is usually reserved for the long-term field agents like Shadows and Watchmen.
The War Padawans, for all that they were supposed to be just normal Jedi Padawans, were living in the kind of consistently negative environment that's normally experienced by those Knighted Sentinels.
So Ahsoka, while still generally pretty young in these AUs, is a very odd kind of person to be around, because she's spunky and vivacious and snippy and affectionate and snarky and knows how to break every bone in your body from harrowing experience as the only thing standing between death and thousands of brothers.
And Quinlan, I imagine, really likes that about her. She gets it, and she's still an energetic and loving and trying to do her best to be a good person despite everything. He gravitates towards her and she... well, she's not blind. She can tell he's interested. And she's not upset about that.
ANYWAY, ONTO REX
So, Rex is... technically twelve. He hasn't exactly got a whole lot of experience with romance. He is also, up until the point of time-travel, legal property of the Senate and the Jedi Order, which means that Ahsoka, or at least her community, owns him. He was indoctrinated to serve her and that community. She also outranks him, for all that she usually lets him take the lead in the field due to experience. He's older than her physically and maturity-wise, but she's also had a grow-up-faster-than-you-should adolescence, and she has superpowers.
What I'm saying is, the power dynamic is fucked up.
(Unironically I spent hours last night realizing that it balances out a lot more than C*dywan does, which I'm censoring because by god do I not want discourse on this post. I like both ships, and don't want to argue about what's the most problematic. It's Star Wars. The only unproblematic ships are Bail/Breha and Owen/Beru.)
Here's the thing, though, because the main thing people seem to argue here is the age/maturity difference as a problem area:
The age difference in actual time is four years, which is smaller than the two main ships of the franchise (Han/Leia and Padme/Anakin, to be clear). The age difference in maturity is ??? We'll say that the clones started aging normally after they hit twenty, so the age difference in maturity is six years... which is still normal for SW ships.
(This is why I don't have any issues with the ship in a post-O66 context, once they've had a few years to move past the traumas and whatnot. The age stuff all evens out with time, they're a good team, and neither was grooming the other. It's not objectively any more problematic than most SW ships at that point, and I'm okay with that. They deserve to be happy if they want.)
But they get yanked away from all that structure of who owns what, who reports where, who has which rank, who's legally a person in the eyes of the Republic when they end up on Dagobah. Once they've registered when they are, the only remaining complications are:
He grew up in a cultlike environment and was indoctrinated to serve her (but has been replacing that indoctrination with genuine respect and affection for her as a person because they've worked together for two years).
She has superpowers (contextually not a big problem: we see several Force-Sensitive/Non-Sensitive ships that don't consider those powers a complicating element)
He's several years younger than her (canonically less of an issue than it could be: Cut got married and has kids) and has next to no experience with what a normal romance looks like except for hanging out on the edges of whatever the fuck his General has going on with the Senator
She's several years less mature than he is (...something of an issue)
So a lot of this is mostly okay. She feels weird about the fact that she's got more knowledge of romance and all that it entails. He feels weird about the fact that, despite her being older, he looks at her and sees someone that's still a little young, not quite a shiny. Except she is older than him, and he's seen her behead four people in a single move, and they've saved each other's lives more times than either of them can count anymore. He respects her, and the fact that she's babyfaced doesn't change the fact that, in terms of who they are as people and warriors, they're on a level playing field.
She still looks at him and mourns his lost childhood, and he still looks at her and takes a moment to see past the too-big eyes and adolescent proportions.
But they really, really care about each other, and maybe part of them is starting to recognize that there's a bit of a crush before they time-travel, but neither one wants to make a move. There's a lot of baggage on both sides, a lot of "but they're a child" and "but they're (literally vs functionally) below me in the chain of command, I can't take advantage of that" and all that fun stuff. It's the kind of situation where two people circle each other for ages without making a move, because actually making that move is terrifying on account of not knowing whether the other party knows they can say no, on top of the usual "what if it ruins our friendship?" thing.
What happens on Dagobah, though... is very tropey. They're sort of stranded until Ahsoka can fix the ship, and that takes time. The area is also very heavy with the Force, dense and heady with the energy it carries, and it's... actually really not great for Ahsoka. She keeps feeling like she's back on Mortis, and has nightmares from the trigger there, but also keeps hallucinating because she wasn't ready for the thickness of the energy (like Yoda) or still new enough to the Force that she couldn't feel how dense it all was (like Luke). She can't work on the engines as constantly as she'd like to get them out of there, and while Rex is a competent mechanic, he's not as skilled with it as the girl who jumped headfirst into lessons with Anakin.
Rex spends a lot of time holding Ahsoka and wiping her brow with a wet cloth while she's feverish and out of it. Yes we're going full Florence Nightingale romance here, let me have my fun.
They get the communications relay working earlier than the engine, find out the year is wrong, panic a bit. All is well. (It's not, but they're holding it together for now.)
Ahsoka keeps working on the engine when she's lucid. Rex keeps hunting up game and edible plants for them while she does. They cuddle at night, because it's not cold but it is empty of the people they care about, and they kind of want that reassurance of someone they trust and love at their back.
(Morai visits.)
(Daughter shows up in the nightmares, tells Ahsoka that age will not come for her beloved until the time is natural for it. The phrasing is dumb but she does manage to convey that the accelerated aging is no longer an issue, if it even was after they hit adulthood. Ahsoka is relieved.)
And, you know, emotions happen. She takes his hand while they're leaning up against each other. He kisses her forehead while she's having a bad spell. They cook together and tell jokes to keep sane and spar. They hug each other through nightmares and panic attacks. There is much blushing. There is much cuddling.
Once, they kiss.
They break apart, flushing and stammering and being very awkward about the whole thing, and make excuses to leave and panic about the fact that they!! Kissed!!!!!
A couple hours later they find each other again, and have a long and complicated discussion about why they like each other (war makes bedfellows, there's trust and affection and all that fun stuff) and why they're hesitant (age stuff, maturity stuff, prior indoctrination), and make the decision to take it slow. They cuddle, and kiss, and blush a lot because both of them are basically just dumb teens having their first real relationship.
They eventually leave the planet, make it to Coruscant, etc. It takes a bit for anyone except Obi-Wan to realize that something's changed between them. Most people didn't know them before, and Anakin's observation skills are currently at a very low ebb. But they sit together and hold hands, and flirt when they spar, and once or twice people find them kissing (both standard and Keldabe) in a corner while holding hands and then just smiling at each other like loons.
They end up rooming together because nobody has the heart to separate them after hearing about all the war stuff. Like yes attachment's bad, but these two do seem to understand loss of loved ones and recognize that they could lose each other at any time and death is natural and they won't lose their entire shit about it, and if even General Kenobi is anxious as hell about being separated from the people he fought side-by-side with for two years, then maybe it's just... really normal for those two to want each other's company, and everyone can just turn a blind eye to the romance happening.
They share a bed, but they only ever sleep in it. Like, there's some goodnight kisses and cuddles, but everything is very G-rated until they've had time to settle into being true equals instead of just the "well, I guess the power dynamics balance out? Maybe?" of before.
And just... yeah. Rex does not believe that he's in this good of a position whenever he has the time to think about it. He's got a girlfriend! A really pretty, smart, strong, skilled one! Who thinks he's a cool dude! How the fuck did a clone like him manage that? He wasn't even legally a person a year ago, how did he end up in bed with one of the most amazing people he's ever met? He spends multiple nights just staring at her while he tries to fall asleep, asking himself how he got here and just like... marveling at her. She's worth marveling at. He's in love and she's amazing and he has no idea how to handle it at all.
...yeah no I have a lot of feelings now.
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Okay, college professor headcanons for JoJo’s Bizarre Adventures
Included characters: Dio (Part three, not vampire, fairly out of character, so sorry about that), Jonathan, Avdol, Joseph, Caesar, Polnareff with a little bit of Iggy, Kakyoin, Jotaro, and a bonus of Okuyasu, Josuke, and Koichi teaching a self-defense class to their peers (Not college profs)
Dio
He is part three in this btw, and he isn’t a vampire, I was thinking about the whole night class thing and deadass forgot he was a vampire
He teaches a night class
He teaches a criminal forensics class
No matter how many students he has at any given time, he knows them all by first and last name
He absolutely allows cussing in his class and takes full advantage of this rule
He will without a doubt notice attitude shifts in his students and will be fairly straightforward about it in his office after asking them to stay for a while after class or after they’re done with classes for the day to talk to them about it
He’s the cool professor
He only refers to students by their last name if he’s mad at them
He has his students skip titles and just call him Dio
He has helped students remove smell from their cars after someone left food in it and they didn’t know and it ended up rotting, or if they had stoner friends they had to pick up
It doesn’t matter if they aren’t in his class he’ll help them
He takes time out of his night/morning to help his students
He shows up about 5 or so hours before school starts and allows students who live in noisy ares to come in to sleep, he sets up pillows and everything
It doesn’t matter if he isn’t their first class he still lets them come in
Basically as far from canon Dio as you can get, just with appearance and accent, along with a few tendencies to snap at his students
He brings in meals on exam days because he knows students skip meals
Jonathan
You’ll literally never get lighter homework in any other class (Besides maybe Joseph)
He doesn’t allow cussing, he won’t report you for it. but will scold you, which normally gets anyone to stop, because no one wants to upset this man, he’s too nice to his students
He will report his students for any form of slurs, and that is the only time he will get angry unless one student is actively attacking another verbally or physically
He has stepped in front of a student in the parking lot who was being mugged and just knocked the mugger on their ass
Constantly jokingly butting heads with the criminal forensics teacher, sometimes gets heated between the two
They’re step siblings
Very few students know this
He’s a ELA (English language arts) teacher
MASSIVE golden retriever vibes, super energetic, loves his students, is the kind of man who would take one of his student’s secrets to the grave (As long as it wasn’t something like self harm or being a victim of a crime)
An absolute lumbering machine of a man, he seems imposing at first, until he breaks out into a smile and laying down the few ground rules, telling his students to feel free to talk to him about anything bugging them
Much like his brother, he brings in meals on exam days
He will fall, no if about it, it’s an inevitable thing, all of his students will see it at some point
The room normally erupts into chaos of running around and picking up his papers and freaking out about whether or not he’s okay until he looks up and is just an absolute blushing mess and he’s laughing
After the first time people still help pick up papers but it isn’t as chaotic
This man is so understanding about late work
He encouraged an enby (Born female) to get their hair cut to a mullet and made a 360 video for them to show to their barber
Absolutely would understand anything his students were going through or would at least try his best
He will hug his students if they’re having a rough time
Can be counted on to extend due dates unreasonable amounts for large projects
Avdol
Stickler about late work
He does love his students, but for every 3 school days something is late, a point gets marked off
Unless you have good reason
Is a recreational class on astrology and other forms of psychic readings (I have no doubt that’s a class, my sister almost took a class on the history of James Bond)
He also brings in tea for his students daily
Will talk to his students if he sees them in public
Widely loved by students
Amazingly attuned with his students
Not many other details that stand out about him
Joseph
He’s that one guy that no one is really sure what he teaches
The presentations from student projects end up being the kinds that end up being iconic(?) images like the “How I lost my virginity to a mint cookie” thing, because no one knows what the presentations are supposed to be on
It’s harder to fail than it is to pass, seeing as if you forget to turn something in you have to remind him to mark it as missing, otherwise it just sits as not turned in, not as late, so it won’t affect your grade
He shows a lot of movies in class
Brought in a gaming system once and held a tourney amongst the students in all of his classes
There isn’t a single student who doesn’t like him
Caesar
Cooking class
Lets his students eat what they cook after the taste test for grading
Is often brought flowers by his students after they inevitably find out his love for the colorful displays
Let’s be quite honest, we know Joseph is the one that exposes this
The two of them have a running joke of bringing each other jokingly “romantic” gifts as a show of their friendship
He was at first quite uncomfortable with the students bringing him flowers as it is generally quite a, romantic I could say, gesture (Funny lil’ side note, I was a weird child, apparently I thought as like, a 4 yr old I would have multiple husbands, and this guy that’s like, 7 or so years older than me was one of them, apparently planned to be the last???? I dunno lmao, but he brought me flowers because it’s now a running joke and we’re now sorta friends, anyways, he brought me flowers when I was 9, at least I think I was 9, but his girlfriend got mad???? Like hun, I'm not going to steal your man) until he started getting notes in them (Will post those in a later post)
He blushes very heavily upon receiving the flowers, any blush at all is extremely prevalent and he gets flustered and very happy upon receiving the flowers, his students have likened him to a blushing schoolboy
Has a fondness for paintings of nature, which have also been brought in as gifts by students, and they all get hung on his wall, which is always a great surprise to the students that paint them.
Polnareff
He teaches French
He brings in pastries
Very comedic
I don’t really know what else besides he's just a friend more so than a teacher to all of his students
He definitely brings in Iggy frequently, though he makes sure to keep the coffee gum accessible to himself, but not where Iggy could easily get to it
All of his students love Iggy
Iggy will curl up in students’ laps if he likes them enough
Kakyoin
He teaches a history of gaming
Tournies in his class
He’s a bruh dud, just a friend more so than he is a teacher
Doesn’t give two fucks about late work policy cause there is rarely ever any late work from his students
I dunno, his students bring him a bunch of cherry stuff lol, a mini bean bag that looks like a cherry, cherry pastries, cherries grown by the students, maraschino cherries, even a hat that looked like a cherry
Jotaro (Part 4 Jotaro)
Marine biology, duh
An absolute hardass
Half points for late work unless you have a damn good excuse
A student brought him a dolphin stuffed animal once, and Star Platinum broke out in happy tears (No stand using students) while Jotaro kept his composure, although he did crack a smile
Deadass takes students on aquarium trips I shit you not
Secretly loves all of his students
Most of his students love him
Bonus
Okuyasu, Josuke, Koichi, all canon age of part 4, not college profs
Self-defense classes
Open to any gender
Very kind but firm
Okuyasu either makes people laugh or cry or confused
Koichi normally comforts the people who end up crying
Josuke heals everyone up after sparring matches and is also a sparring partner to many
Tomoko may pop in every so often for some harassment tips to the participants
#jjba headcanons#jotaro headcanons#kakyoin headcanons#okuyasu headcanons#Koichi headcanons#joseph joestar headcanons#jonathan joestar headcanons#josuke higashikata headcanons#polnareff headcanons#dio headcanons#part 3 dio#caesar zeppeli headcanons#muhammad avdol headcanons#iggy headcanons#college professor headcanons#no one dies#not canon dio
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SoMa Day 5: Domestic
This one's coming in a little later than I normally post but I still made it! Please enjoy my @soulxmakaweek entry for Day 5! Laundry has never ended so sweetly. Read it on ff.net, ao3, or after the cut!
"Can you please stop tapping?"
Soul stopped the steady rhythm of both his feet and his fingers. "I'm bored," he groaned back as he slid against the back of the chair. In a daring move, his forehead thunked exhaustedly to her shoulder.
"Here." Maka rummaged through her bag, taking out a second paperback and shoving it under his nose.
"No," he elongated the vowel in agony. "Reading sucks."
"Says you," she snapped back before tapping his cheek with the spine. "Why didn't you bring your headphones?"
'Cause I kinda wanted to listen to you… He let that thought drift by as he tilted his chin slightly. The closeness was a bit of bravery, but there was something about doing these homey things with her that always stirred the want. "Broke 'em."
"Another one?" Maka rolled her eyes. "Seriously, Soul, that's like the third this month. For a man who loves music…"
"Real music is better without headphones," he grumbled in return. He could see the goosebumps on her neck from his breath, and he paused, waiting for her to clear him away from his spot.
"Like this?" Maka wiggled a finger up at the busted boombox, one speaker settled askew on top of the line of dryers. It was spewing a piss-poor copycat of Kenny G.
"Oh, this is grade A." His smirk glowed, flashing those sharky teeth. "You don't like it?"
Maka snorted.
"C'mon." Soul nudged his cheek a little more firmly into her shoulder. "Dance with me."
"Here?" Maka glanced around the dilapidated laundromat incredulously.
There were two other late-night launderers, one with his face in his newspaper and the other scrolling through her phone in ennui. The rest of the scratched linoleum or half-broken chairs were empty of life.
"Save me here, Maks. I'm dyin' of boredom." He pulled out the big guns, that pleading stare that thankfully birthed a smidge of weakness in her. He latched on to it along with her hand, getting up from his seat to pull her with him. It was easy to slip her into position, just reliving that black room again.
Maka let him coax her into slow waltzing steps between the washer-dryer sets and the seats. Her smile blossomed almost immediately, but the giggle that followed took time, building as he twirled her until she couldn't hold it.
"What's funny?" The sweet sound broke Soul's concentration.
"It's weird," Maka paused to let another laugh flutter. "You get sort of happy when we're doing housework stuff."
"I feel like you're insinuating me being happy is weird…" Soul leveled a glare at her, promoting more giggles that pressed into his heart. "But yeah, sure, I like this stuff."
There was a tenuousness to their connection, a blip on the line from soul to soul as they revolved again. It was just long enough for Maka to nibble into her lip before asking simply, "Why?"
This was the spot for an obligatory shrug- the kind that killed conversation like a lightning strike. Except… that mood struck him again, the one that was starting to get undeniable every time he was near her. "Well, never did it back at home… had maids and stuff for that so when I got here it was kinda like I wanted to learn it in order to let go of all that Evans bullshit."
Maka was blinking up at him, absorbed with hearing another piece of his truth. It was always hard to tear them away from him and when he offered them, she always seemed entirely immersed, dying for the next word.
"'cept that stuff sorta sucks," he added with a throaty chuckle.
"But you like it," she corrected softly.
"Uh…" Soul let that rumble in his throat for a second. "Yeah, now. That didn't happen 'til you came along."
Her eyelashes fluttered wide, that deep green blooming in surprise.
"Sorta… I mean, alone, in the apartment, cooking or cleaning- it was just me. Just a chore." He couldn't stand the way she was staring so he broke the moment, forcing her into a twirl that urged a tender laugh from her but didn't ruin her concentration.
Her eyes snapped back to him mercilessly as soon as he had her back in his arms.
"When you moved in- us livin' together… guess I realized what I was really missin' about it in the first place."
Maka's eyebrows furrowed but she didn't speak, didn't offer him an out with interruption.
His fingers tensed in hers as his heart lost the tempo of their movement, a jagged beat reminding him that while it was unnaturally easy to love her, it was so hard for him to somehow piece together the idea of it into words. "Doin' it alone… just feels like somethin' you gotta get done. Doin' it together is just like everythin' else we do- life in harmony." It was no longer a smirk but a nervous smile as he searched her eyes. "'Cause when it's you and me it feels homey, like family."
While his grin faltered, Maka's blossomed. "That is the cheesiest thing you've ever said."
A withering laugh struggled from his throat. "Sorry."
Maka quickly shook her head as the glow on her face continued. "You're right though."
Soul could feel the color creeping up his neck to his ears.
"You are my family, Soul." The sweet lilt of her voice was saturated in such a contented joy that his heart was melting down to his shoes. "I like that you feel that way." The octave trembled just slightly, a little pink of her own dusting her cheeks.
"G-good." He swallowed the stutter as his fingers suddenly became entirely unsettled. The urge hit him to spin her again, but in the next breath, the idea of letting her out of his arms struck him as utter agony. While he sat on the precipice of entirely losing his mind, the dryer buzzed, forcing him a jittery step back.
"Looks like you're done," Maka chimed, letting her hands still drift over his arms in gentle reassurance that bled from her fingers to his soul.
Soul tried to push all his energy into the normalcy of opening the dryer, barely feeling the puff of hot air as it opened in his face because of his already burning blush. He managed to shove every sock and wayward piece of underwear into his laundry basket before shuffling it across the floor back to their chairs. His knees gave up, wobbling as he took a hard seat. She- she likes that I feel that way? Does that-?
Maka settled next to him in the seat. "Are you going back to the apartment?"
"No," he shot back immediately, vexed by the thought.
There was no annoyance on her end, just a soft hum of satisfaction. "Let's make cocoa tonight."
"Cocoa?" Soul snapped out of his headspace, finally losing focus on his spiraling thoughts.
"Yeah." Without hesitation, her fingers were wrapped in his. "Homey, right?"
"S-sure. Maka, I- uh-" Different sentence strings shouted in his head. Family- like, together?
"And a movie. Maybe two even though it's late."
"Uh, yeah, sure. Anythin' you want." Or, brother and sister?
"Anything?"
Soul was too deeply occupied with trying to rein in his mind to hear the playfulness in her voice. Or meister and weapon?
"I can sit however I want on the couch?"
"Yeah." Spit it out!
"And you won't complain when I use you as a pillow?"
"Whatever." Since you were so damn love-drunk that you spilled the other part but not the part that terrifies you!
"And if I ask you- you'll give me a goodnight kiss?"
"Listen, Maka-" He froze, hands already spread in a silent plea as he let her words filter into his head. "Wha-what did you just say?"
A bit of bashfulness caught up with her as her fingers kneaded into his. "A kiss, Soul. If I asked you to, would you?"
There was no foothold for his fear, not with that blush blaring on her cheeks and a tentative smile waited to boom with his answer. His lean was a little too quick, knocking noses with her at first until she tempered him with a soft hand to his cheek. The tempting touch only made it worse, his lips clumsily locking to hers as he tried to steal away every last ounce of the happiness in what she'd said.
"Hey, get a room!" The man had dropped his newspaper and was eyeing them with distaste.
Maka parted them with a twittering laugh, her hand coming over her face to finally give in to a second of the embarrassment.
Soul offered the man a sneer before letting out a quaking laugh of his own. "Maka, that was-"
"Nice," she murmured as she let her hand slip away to reveal a smile.
"Yeah," he sighed out desperately.
She squeezed his hand in hers again, "So, cocoa, a movie, and maybe a little more practice."
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Hi! I've just read the your post about the reaction of the Warlords for your One Piece Mermaid AU... I get interested with the part in Moria... how would Luffy's crew and Brother take in on Luffy being a collection or bride? Thanks! P.S. I love your cats! They're so cuteeeee!!
Ok! So on Moria and Thriller Bark.
To be honest, this is another arc that I haven’t thought too much about, so lemme just write some thoughts out and see where this goes!:
-Moria is still interested in Luffy for her Power. He is admittedly too chicken to go after Ace, Sabo, or Thatch, who from reputation he assumes are stronger than Luffy. But Luffy sounds like just the right amount of raw power potential and gullible innocence that she’ll do nicely for his purposes. The fact that she’s a cute mermaid, well, that’s interesting, but Moria himself doesn’t care all that much. Stranger creatures have been pirates.
-That being said, Absalom immediately “falls in love” with Luffy for her appearance, claiming that she’s his ideal bride. She’s part fish, he’s part a lot of animals, they’re meant to be!!!! And, well, Moria is wary about having the owner of his recently captured Luffy Shadow remain on Thriller Bark, but Absalom insists he’ll keep a watch on her so Moria lets his subordinate have her.
-So when the ASL Pirates find Zoro and Sanji’s bodies back on the Thousand Sunny, Luffy’s body is conspicuously missing. They split up to find the shadows, Ace and Sabo going for Moria directly.
-While no longer the target of Absalom’s affections, Nami still befriends Lola, who tells her that there’s a pissed off mermaid dressed in a wedding dress with seastone jewelry, half submerged in a tank at the church. Luffy’s mad and is yelling as much as she can, but the water and seastone are preventing her from doing much else.
-Had Ace and Sabo heard, they would have no doubt flipped their shit and ditched attacking Moria to go rescue Luffy, but it was Sanji and Thatch who heard from Nami instead. Let’s just say, the two Love Cooks go INSANE.
-Thatch is, generally speaking, very good at not taking over too many fights, and giving the baby pirates room to try their hardest on their own so they can grow. He’ll step in as backup if they need help, but he very much considers himself a mentor, aware of the vast difference in experience between himself and most of the rest of the crew. And despite their constant Luffy Proposal Battles, he's especially close to Sanji due to their shared time in the kitchen, and low-key considers the younger chef his pseudo protege.
-That being said, their darling Luffy about to be forcefully married and wearing a wedding gown is something that gives even Thatch a few serious cracks in his control. And when Sanji throws his whole, I WANTED TO BE A TRANSPARENT MAN, tantrum, Thatch just sorta sighs and says, “You’re very, VERY lucky it’s me with you and not one of the brother complex older bros, because I’m sure they’d love to hear what you want to do with that damn fruit.”
-Thatch then grudgingly tosses Sanji at Luffy to help her out of the water and seastone, because he’s unfortunately a devil fruit user too. Then, Thatch turns his attention on Absalom.
-At this point in the story, I feel like Thatch’s slowly awakening to the darker parts of his devil fruit’s powers, in the sense that sometimes, he feels it creeping into his personality. Usually, he’s a genuinely nice, friendly, light-hearted guy--but sometimes he has these urges to go completely sadistic, that he’s concerned may be a result of his devil fruit. He usually has a strong grip and doesn’t let it hurt his crew mates, but his control weakens when he’s pissed.
-And, well. Let’s just say that the fight with Absalom is VERY short, when Darkness suddenly fills the church and Absalom finds himself being sucked towards Thatch, his invisibility no longer working for some reason. Absalom stares at Thatch, who’s suddenly unrecognizable from the man who was standing there only moments before, and thinks he’s looking into hell...he loses consciousness just as Luffy calls out and snaps Thatch out of doing greater damage.
-Sanji’s Beautiful Bride Luffy In My Arms moment is cut short when Luffy gains back enough strength to yell Thatch’s name, but his annoyance halts in its tracks when he realizes Thatch looks sorta Off, and there’s a strange, blank look in his eyes that he’s only seen glimpses of before. Luffy seems to sense it too, and struggles weakly in his arms, demanding that Sanji take her to Thatch. There’s still coils of Darkness rolling off of the older man, as though it’s searching for another victim, and Sanji’s very reluctant to let Luffy go to him. But even at her weakest, Luffy’s still Sanji’s captain, and he also trusts that the man he’s come to see as his mentor (not that he’ll admit it) would never hurt Luffy.
-Thatch slowly comes back to himself when he realizes that Luffy’s wrapped around him, calling his name, running her fingers through his loose hair while peering into his face from way too close (but not close enough). Luffy, in a soaked, ripped wedding dress that’s clinging to her skin and honestly not hiding much. Sanji has the gall to snort and look unimpressed as Thatch starts going cherry red, as though he hadn’t had the same reaction just a few minutes earlier.
-Luffy is beaming because Her Thatch is back again, Sanji is stepping forward again bc okay Thatch had enough Bride Luffy time it’s Sanji’s turn again now, and Thatch chooses the absolute worst moment to blurt, “PLEASE MARRY ME!”--
--because Sabo chooses that moment to walk into the church.
(wow what happened to the Moria part of this ask)
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~This ask has been added to the Mermaid AU Text Headcanons Compilation post~
#YukiPri replies#One Piece Mermaid AU#genderbend#Monkey D. Luffy#yaoifangirl-4-ever#Thatch#Sanji#Absalom#Moria#yeah I ship ThatchLu really hard for this AU#long post#longpost#So yeah basically Ace and Sabo handle most of the pre-Oars fighting with Moria bc Luffy's stuck with Absalom#but she's there for the fight against her own shadow#and Ace and Thatch are PISSED bc Oars is the ancestor of THEIR friend Oars Jr.#not really thrilled with their buddy's ancestor's corpse being disrespected like this...
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Saving face with the dicks downstairs.
Pairings : Sam x Reader, Sam x Gabriel, Michael, Lucifer, Raphael, Dean
Word count : 4,144
Written for : @samwinchesterbingo
Square : Fake dating.
Beta’d by : @iflostreturntosteverogers
Warnings : AU. Reader is Michael, Lucifer, Raphael and Gabriel's baby sister. Quick best friends, Sam's in the closet, Gabriel is out, Raphael is a dick, over protective big brothers Michael and Lucifer, especially Lucifer, Dean is no fool, party, drinking, high school politics, almost smut (none depicted in detail, but some faked), threats, Lucifer threatens people, talk of Lucifer being arrested in the past for beating a minor, talk of a past shitty 'relationship', talk of parent abandonment (Chuck and John are similar in the dad department), Sam gets a boyfriend, hint at a possible new relationship at the end.
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Sam Winchester. Okay, maybe not the hottest guy in school, but he had his charms. He was sweet, quiet, good looking and tall. Damn, was he tall. You’ve talked to him before, at school, at parties like this. Drinks were flowing, music was blasting through speakers that shook the windows. And you got lucky enough that when you whispered to Sam that it was too loud down there, he nodded and led you up to a bedroom.
As soon as the door was shut behind you and you had locked it, your lips were on his, drinks discarded onto someone’s dresser and forgotten. Sam’s kiss was reluctant, awkward. You figured it was the shock of you making that first move paired with all the drinks he’d been pounding back all night, so you continued to lead. Guys like that anyways, right?
You started pushing him back, keeping him moving and not letting him go, keeping the kiss going until he fell back against the bed, sitting there, looking up at you with something in his eyes you couldn’t quite read.
Your lips met his again, a little sweeter this time as you climbed into his lap, knees digging into the mattress on either side of him. “Wait.” he mumbled as you pressed yourself closer to him, fingers in his hair and holding him close. “Wait, wait-” He pulled back, and you gave him a confused look.
“What’s wrong?” He didn’t answer right away, and you chuckled. “It’s okay, Sam, I’m sober enough to know what I want. You don’t have to-” as you spoke, you were leaning in for another kiss, but he stopped you. “Do you not want me?” Sam looked down, licking his bottom lip as you sat back against his thighs, giving him a bit more space. “Sam-”
“I’m-” He started to speak but he couldn’t seem to finish.
It was like it clicked in your head. “I don’t have what you want..” you breathed out in realization. Suddenly there was fear in his eyes, his nails scratching against your jeans as his fingers tightened on your thighs. “Hey-” You cupped his face, making him look up, but he pulled his head away.
“Fuck off.”
“Sam-” He shook his head, but you grabbed him again, forcing him to look at you. “It’s not a big deal.” you chuckled softly.
“Says you. Lesbians are ‘so hot’.” he mocked.
“I won’t tell anyone.” You chuckled softly, watching him but not getting off his thighs. “You can trust me.”
“Yeah, right.”
“My brother’s gay, Sam.” His eyes came up to meet yours at the confession. “It’s really not a big deal to me. All you had to do was tell me and I wouldn’t have thrown myself at you.” you smiled at him.
“Didn’t exactly want anyone knowing.” Sam mumbled, picking at a loose thread on the edge of your shirt.
“Know what you need?”
“What?”
Your smile widened. “A fake girlfriend.” Sam cocked an eyebrow. “Look, we’re up here, right? There’s no way that went unnoticed. We’ll just pretend we had a bit of fun. You save face with those dicks downstairs, I get to have a hot date for lunch hour, and I’ll introduce you to my older brother.”
“Just because he’s gay too, doesn’t mean I want to fuck him.”
You laughed and shoved at his shoulders. “To have someone to talk to, you idiot.”
“Why would you do that for me?”
You shrugged. “Because I remember what he went through. We’re friends, Sam. I don’t want to see you as broken as I remember seeing him.” Sam gave you a small nod. “Deal?”
“Deal. So how do we-” he was cut off by you shoving him back on the bed.
You leaned down to whisper in his ear. “Don’t be quiet.” with a grin, you sat back up, still on his thigh, and started bouncing on him. You chuckled at the surprise on his face as the bed under him started to creak and groan with the motion. “That’s it, Sam.” you praised out loud. “Yeah, right there.”
Sam started to laugh, but the look you shot him made him hold it in. His tongue darted out to lick his bottom lip, before he blurted out “Your.. pussy feels so good.” You couldn’t help but snort, and you both muffled your laughs. “Sorry.” he whispered behind the hand he had covering his mouth. “Dirty talk is not my strong suit.”
“It’s good.” you shook your head at him, getting yourself back up right. “It was just.. so weird coming out of you like that.”
“Fuck off. Dirty bitch.”
“Oh! That’s the good stuff. Say it again, Sam!”
“Oh, god.” Sam rolled his eyes at you, but smiled all the same. “You’re disgusting.”
“I’m your girlfriend now, handsome. That means you’re disgusting, too.”
You chewed on your bottom lip as you knocked on the open door. His room was the last in the hall, right next to yours. “Gabe? Can we talk?”
He looked up from his computer, turning his chair completely around as he watched you stand awkwardly in his doorway. “What’d they do, now?”
You smiled at him. “Nothing, I promise.” He motioned for you to come in, so you stepped in before shutting the door behind you. You crossed the room to his bed and sat on the edge before sighing.
“What’s up, kiddo?”
“I uhm. I sorta of have a boyfriend.”
“Oh, Jesus Christ.” Gabriel muttered with a shake of his head. “Mikey and Luci are gonna lose their shit.”
“I said ‘sort of’ Gabriel.” He waited for you to elaborate. “I want you to meet him.”
“Why? Why me? I don’t usually meet ‘em unless I’m holding Luci back from killing them. What changed?”
“He’s gay.” Gabriel’s eyebrows shot up at that. “He’s scared about people finding out.” Gabe shook his head, and turned his chair back towards his computer. “Please, Gabriel? He’s really nice, especially to me. He always looks out for me at parties.”
Gabriel turned to look at you again. “Pumpkin-”
“He reminds me of you.” That gave him pause. “Remember when everyone found out? Mike and Luci didn’t care too much, but Raph, he spread it everywhere and treated you like shit. You cried, Gabriel. Every damn night. I remember it because I was there, I held you any time you would let me.” He sighed. “Please. I’m covering for him, I don’t mind that, it was my idea. I just want him to know he isn’t alone, you know? Please? He’s a really sweet kid and I don’t want them to break him.”
“Mikey’s got work tonight. Luci is out doing whatever the fuck he’s out doing. I’ll tell Raph to fuck off. Invite him over for dinner.”
Your grin was wide when you leapt up and threw yourself at him. “I knew I could count on my favorite big brother.”
“Yeah, yeah. You owe me.” he muttered.
When Sam showed up for dinner, he had smiled nervously at you as he stepped into the house, but once his attention turned to the man who stepped out of the kitchen, he froze, smile falling from his face.
“Sam, this is one of my brothers, Gabriel. Gabe, this is Sam.”
“I’m the favourite brother.” Gabe smirked, hand reaching out for Sam’s.
You smiled, watching Sam as he tried to sneakily wipe his palm along his jeans before taking your brother’s hand for a shake. “S-Sam. I’m Sam.”
“Yeah, I got that.” Gabe chuckled, glancing to you and how you smiled so brightly. “Dinner will be ready in about 10. You want anything to drink?”
“Wa-” Sam’s voice cracked, and he cleared his throat. “Water will be fine, thank you.”
Gabriel laughed. “If you insist, but we’ve got beer, too.” he started for the kitchen.
“Glad I introduced you?” you whispered to Sam with a shit eating grin before skipping off to follow your brother. “Can I have a beer?”
“Hell no. I don’t got a death wish.”
Dinner went well. Gabriel was able to make Sam relax and laugh in no time, but you knew he would, Gabriel had that effect on everyone. Sam was amazed by Gabriel's cooking, raved about it, which just had you wiggling your eyebrows between them and laughing every time Sam blushed bright red.
After dinner, the three of you moved to the living room. Some movie put on that you all half paid attention to. Sam sat between you and Gabriel, letting the two of them talk without them having to talk over you. Sam seemed to be more and more comfortable around Gabe, and that made you happy.
You were all smiling, laughing at some comment Gabriel made when you heard the front door open and everyone got quiet. Your face took on a look of panic when Michael appeared in the hall and glanced in.
He looked from Gabriel, to you, then to the boy between the two of you. “Who’s this?”
This wasn’t good. You were about to answer when Gabriel spoke first. “A friend.”
“A friend?” Michaels eyes shot to you, and he found you biting your bottom lip nervously. “Bullshit.” he spat before heading up the hall.
“Mikey, wait!” you shot up from your seat and hurried after him. When you caught up to him, he was entering the bottom floor master, and he was fuming. “Please, just listen to me-”
“Did you think I wouldn't fucking find out? That I wouldn’t be pissed?” he spun around on you. “I’m fucking livid! You know how we feel about you having a fucking boyfriend, and you bring him here when I’m not home? Are you fucking insane?”
“Mike-”
“What if Luci had come home first, huh? You think Gabe alone could stop him from killing the fucking guy?” Tears brimmed in your eyes. You hated disappointing him, he might be your brother, but he’d always been more of a father to you. “You know how he is when it comes to you. Remember when you were fuckin’ 13? Remember what happened?” You nodded sadly. “You want that to happen again?”
“No.”
“Then tell me why you thought this shit was a good fucking idea?”
“He’s gay, Michael.”
“What?”
You sighed, and wiped at your eyes before looking up at him again. “He’s gay.”
He stared at you for a minute before scoffing. “Yeah fucking right. His ass better be out of here in 5 minutes or I’m letting Luci-”
“He’s gay.” you reiterated. “No one knows. Remember what happened to Gabe when he was in school and everyone found out? Remember how fucked up he was? I don’t want Sam to go through that, so I told him I’d be his pretend girlfriend and I introduced him to Gabe so he’d have someone to talk to. Please, Mike, I’m telling you the truth.”
He kept his eyes on you as he moved past you, only taking them off of you when he was out in the hall and then he stormed his way back to the living room, you rushing behind him, begging him to believe you. “You fucking gay?” the words exploding out of his mouth the second he stopped in the doorway. Sam was standing with Gabriel, eyes wide with fear before they shot to you. You gave him a small nod, letting him know it was okay to answer. “Are you fucking my sister?” he demanded.
“No.” Sam swallowed. “I’m not fucking her.”
“You could stand to have a little more tact, Mikey.” Gabriel scolded.
“Fuck your tact.” Michael spat at him, still worked up.
“Mikey, please..” you moved around him, stopping in front of him and doing your best to play on his heart strings. “You can tell Luci if he swears to keep it quiet, but Raph can’t know. You remember how much of a dick he was to Gabe, he’s an asshole and I don’t want to risk it. If you and Luci seem okay with it, he won’t do shit about me and Sam.”
Everyone was quiet for a minute, Michael’s eyes burning into Sam and Gabriel, then he looked down at you. Before he could say anything, the door opened and Raphael strolled in. “Am I allowed in my own fucking house now?” he asked as he slammed the door behind him. “What’s going on?” When he looked into the living room and saw Sam, he furrowed his brows. “Who the fuck is this?”
“Please, Mikey.” you begged.
“Oh shit!” Raph’s face all but lit up. “I got kicked out so the little princess could sneak in a boyfriend! Fuck, you’re dead. Luci just pulled in.” He pointed to Sam.
“Who’s dead?” Lucifer walked in, shutting the door behind him. “What the fuck happened now?”
“Someone’s got a boyfriend.” Raph grinned. He always did like to rile either Lucifer or Michael up as much as he could.
“What!?” Lucifer started to storm in, pushing past everyone to get into the room. “You better fucking start running.” he threatened, finger pointed right at Sam who looked terrified.
He wasn’t the only one. At the look of fear in your eyes, Michael grabbed Lucifer and pulled him back. “We need to talk.”
“She knows the fucking rules.”
“Now. Raph, fuck off.”
“No, this is the most interesting thing to happen-”
“Fuck off!” Michael screamed at him. “You two, upstairs.”
“So, what, she’s got a boyfriend and we’re just going to let that happen?” He looked from a fuming Lucifer to you standing between them and Sam. “Since when don’t we let Luci just beat-”
“GET THE FUCK OUT!”
“Fuck, okay. Jesus Christ.” He glared at his two older brothers before storming back towards the door and out. “Fuck this bullshit.” he spat.
“Upstairs while the grown ups talk.” Michael spoke again, just a little calmer as he pinned a fighting Lucifer to the wall. You grabbed Sam’s hand and rushed for the stairs while Lucifer spat profanity at everyone.
The sound of it followed you up the stairs, only cutting out once your door shut behind Sam. “So.. how many brothers do you have?” he asked nervously.
“Just the 4, thank fuck.” you groaned, dropping onto your bed.
“They’re uh- they’re really over protective..”
You nodded. “Yeah, I’m sorry, I should have warned you about that.. I had hoped I’d have time to talk to Michael before you met anyone other than Gabriel.”
“If they’re that protective, I don’t think I want to meet your dad.” Sam chuckled nervously before sitting next to you on the bed.
“Luci is who you need to worry about. My dad isn’t really around, Michael pretty much raised me. I’m not just the baby of the family, I’m the only girl. I’m the last link to mom. Luci loved mom more than anything and he was her favourite. When mom died..”
“Mom dies, dad goes off the deep end and big brother takes over?” You looked up at him, confused how he knew. “Dean, my older brother, raised me too.”
“Luci doesn’t let anyone near me. Michael raised me, but Lucifer… he was my prince when I was little.” you smiled. “My knight in shining armour, always protecting me. There’s a reason I’m not allowed to date despite being damn well old enough.” you sighed. “When I was 13, I liked this guy. Rob. He liked me.” you smiled softly before ducking your head down. “He was 15. No idea why he was interested in me, but I wasn’t questioning that. I only knew him because he was always at my friends house with her older brother. He took me out on a date, Michael had approved of it, and it went fine.”
“What happened?”
“Rob told his buddies that he’d done more than he did with me. When I heard, it broke my heart. I called Luci crying from school during 5th period. By the final bell, he was waiting outside. We found Rob with his friends, Luci threw him at my feet and made him apologize for lying. Then he punched him. Broken nose, broken jaw.. One of the other kids called the police and Luci was arrested.”
“Jesus Christ..”
“He has anger issues, that’s no secret to anyone who knows us. But he looks at me like I’m his last link to mom because I look just like her. I remind him of her. To him, I need protecting at all cost, especially from men who would just hurt his precious little princess.”
Sam nodded, understanding a little better. “Well, I have no intention of hurting you.” he gave you a smile, hand going to your thigh to reassure you.
“Let’s hope Luci believes that.”
The door burst open so fast it slammed against your wall and the knob left a dent. Sam’s hand jerked away as if burned when he saw it was Lucifer in the doorway. “You hurt my fucking sister and I’ll rip your balls off and feed them to you, am I fucking clear?”
“Crystal.” Sam nodded quickly.
“Did Mikey-”
“Yeah.”
“Are you going to tell Raph?”
“No.”
“Thank you, Luci.” You got up from your bed and rushed to him, wrapping your arms around his waist and hugging him tight. He held you tight, and you were sure he was still glaring at Sam over your head, but the fact that he wasn’t swinging a fist, you’d take it. “I knew my prince would understand.”
“Fuck off.” he pushed you away, but you could tell he was fighting to hide his smile. “I’m serious, fake or not, you better not hurt my fucking sister.”
“I have no intention to.”
“Good. Now fuck off. Go home. It’s getting late and there’s school tomorrow.”
“Can you try to be nice?” You gave him an annoyed look.
“Please.” he ground out. “Happy?”
“Getting there.” you teased, sticking out your tongue.
“Hey, Sam.” you leaned in from behind him and kissed his cheek. He was sitting at a table, surrounded by his friends as he ate lunch.
“Hey.” he looked up at you and smiled.
“You two!?” Jason, one of Sam’s friends who was also in your English class, looked between the two of you. “That’s who you were with at the party?” Sam shifted so you could sit on the bench next to him while Jason continued to look shocked. “And you’re still fucking alive!?”
“Why wouldn’t I be?” Sam laughed, arm going around your waist as you shifted closer to him.
“Dude, I gave her a lift home and her brother almost broke my fucking arm!”
“No, you tried to come into my house and my brother almost broke your fucking arm.” you smirked over at him.
“Luci?” Sam asked, and you nodded. “He’s not so bad.” he shrugged as if it was no big deal.
“Not so bad!? Have you even met him? Dude is fucking nuts! No offence.”
“None taken by me, but he might not like the comment.” you teased.
“Oh fuck, don’t tell him.” Jason groaned. “Please don’t fucking tell him.”
“Winchester’s got balls.” someone walking past chimed in, clapping Sam on the back. “Half the fucking school has been too afraid to touch that.”
You leaned in closer to Sam and whispered “I told you. All you needed was me.” He smiled, pulling you closer and kissing your forehead. “So, who’s hosting the next party?” you asked, eyes scanning everyone else at the table as you friends started to come over and join it.
You had been “dating” Sam for about two months now. You hung out at lunch most days, always went to parties together, and he’d often come over after school, though he had his own reasons for that. He was smitten with Gabriel, not that he would admit it.
You walked out of school, hand in hand with Sam and grinned when you saw Gabriel waiting by a car outside. “Want a ride, cutie?”
“Yes!” You grinned, rushing forward to hug your brother.
“Wasn’t talking to you.” he teased as he hugged you back, laughing when you shoved at him and called him a name.
“Hey Gabriel!” someone called out, and Gabe sent them a wave.
“I’m the cutest damn person here.” you grumbled at him.
“I beg to differ.” he teased, looking to Sam. “Ride? You’re coming over again, aren’t you?”
“Uh-yeah.. Yeah sure.” Sam smiled shyly.
“Then get in.” Sam started for the back door, but Gabriel cut him off by opening the passenger side door and motioning for him to get in. Sam glanced from the door, to Gabriel, then to you only to find you opening the back door and getting in with a smile on your face. “Get in.”
Sam swallowed at the sound of Gabriel’s voice so smooth and so close. He just nodded and hurried around Gabriel and ducked into the seat. Gabe smiled as he shut the door and made his way around to the other side. When he turned to look at you in the seat behind him, he found you pretending to be focused on something else.
“So.” Gabe cut into the silence as he shut the door behind him and started up the engine. “Take out and movies tonight?” He glanced to the rear view at you before side eyeing Sam as he pulled out of the school lot.
“Your room?” you asked.
“If you guys want.”
“I think Sam wants.” you teased under your breath with a shit eating grin.
Sam’s face went beet red as he turned towards the window, shooting you a glare in the side mirror. Gabriel did his best to hide the way his lips curled up at that, pretending he didn’t hear for Sam’s sake. “What was that?”
“Nothing.” you grinned, and when he glanced to the rearview at you again, you could tell by his eyes he had damn well heard you.
Dean loved you, joked you were too good for his baby brother. You had finally met Dean about three months into the relationship. Sam didn’t know it, but Dean had known about Sam for years. He was grateful for what you were doing, though he wished his brother could just be himself. He understood why Sam was afraid. And when Dean met Gabriel a month after that, a shit eating grin had spread over his lips at the way Sam had said Gabe’s name and when he looked at you, and you nodded, confirming his unvoiced suspicion of his brother’s crush, he happily extended his hand to your brother.
Seven months into the relationship, and high school was over, summer had passed and it was off to College. You and Sam celebrated your 1 year anniversary in the California sun. He was your best friend, the one person you trusted more than anything. He was your world, and however long it took him to be comfortable enough to tell others who he was, you’d wait, letting him have that time. He deserved it.
While Michael and Luci had lost their shit about you thinking of moving across the country to go to school with your ‘boyfriend’ (no thanks to Raphael who egged them on constantly) Gabriel had instead bought a house, handed you a key and said “Now you don’t need to live on campus.” and winked.
He had ulterior motives, of course.
Because 6 months after your 1 year anniversary with Sam, you walked into the house after class to a massive mess of baked goods all over the kitchen, and a trail of filthy discarded clothes making its way to the bathroom. You couldn’t help but smile at the sounds coming from behind the closed door.
Banging on it with the side of your fist, you yelled out “HAPPY ONE YEAR, YOU FILTHY ANIMALS!” only to hear them laugh in response.
About 15 minutes later, they had moved to their shared bedroom, and your phone was going off.
>> Hey, I’m in town. Was thinking of grabbing dinner and stopping in, but Sammy isn’t answering.
You smiled seeing the text was from Dean.
<< Sam can’t come to the phone right now, he’s a little occupied. I’m up for a meal, but might I suggest your place, since I doubt you want to hear the animal-like noises coming from their room that I’m being subjected to. It’s loud and messy, cakes everywhere.
>> Point taken.
>> What’s the occasion?
<< 1 year of these too being love sick dorks.
>> Oh shit, that’s today?
>> guess you’ll need a place to sleep? I’ll switch my room for a double, you can crash here.
<< Sounds like a plan, handsome.
>> I’m at Motel 6.
<< Sunnyvale?
>> Yeah, need me to pick you up?
<< I’d never say no to a ride, Winchester.
>> Fuck, you’re going to be the death of me.
>> I’ll see you soon, kid.
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My Top Comfort Characters/Kins and My Main HCs For Them
(Note, not all my kins/comfort characters are on here, just the ones I have more than 5 hcs for)
CW: Korekiyo Shinguji (DRV3), Himiko Yumeno (DRV3), Shinsou Hitoshi (BNHA), Kyoko Kirigiri (THH), Tsuyu Asui (BNHA), Entrapta (Spop), Ibuki Mioda (SDR2), Celestia Ludenberg (THH), Funtime Foxy (FNAF), Peril (WOF)
Korekiyo Shinguji (DRV3)
Nonbinary
He/They pronouns
Autistic
Chains and loose accessories are for stimming
Likes the feeling of silk and cotton
Can't stand the feeling of anything rough or bumpy
He likes collecting small trinkets and the bones of small mammals
Can't stand anything salty. He'll eat it but he certainly won't enjoy it
Dating Rantaro
Can flirt, but only if he doesn't try
Petnames are a hell yea
Gets sunburnt really easily
Group dates with Celesnaegiri and Ikuzono
Can't cook for s h i t
Had a scene kid phase in middle school
Went to the same middle school as Celeste and Maki
Knew them when Celeste went through her "I'm not like other girls" phase and Maki was a Band Kid™
Himiko Yumeno (DRV3)
Female
She/Her pronouns
Lesbian
Can force herself to fall asleep within seconds regardless of where she is
100% forces herself to fall asleep when she doesn't wanna listen/talk to someone
Himiko/Angie/Tenko relationship. I'm calling them the Traffic Light Trio
She likes taking naps in the forest
She prefers enclosed/tight spaces more than open ones
Has several hundred stress balls and squishies laying around
She overheats easy
Shinsou Hitoshi (BNHA)
Questioning his gender, but goes by any pronouns
Knows he's Asexual, at least
Has no clue what his romantic orientation is though
The kind of person to carry treats in his pocket just in case he runs into a cat
Will stop to pet literally every cat he comes across
Great at reading people
Doesn't talk unless it's 100% needed
Hangs with Tokoyami, Jirou, and Denki most often
Aizawa has 100% unofficially adopted him
Fosters kittens
Not a big fan of physical touch
He is 100% in the bakusquad. Anyone who says he's in the Dekusquad is a c o w a r d
He and Tsuyu vibe
Knows a bunch of random facts
Dark humour? Dark humour
*skates backwards into his therapist's room slowly sipping from an absurdly huge cup of coffee* Candice you're not gonna BELIEVE the shit I just went through
In case I forgot to mention it, he skates
Kyoko Kirigiri (THH)
Mtf
She/Her
Bi with female preference
Burns go up to her shoulders/collarbone/chest
Prefers to just listen as opposed to saying anything
Knows a ton of random trivia about everyone else in her class
She keeps a notebook she fills with all the trivia
Doesn't celebrate her birthday. She just doesn't see the point of it
Doesn't hate sugar/sweets, but if given the choice she would choose literally everything else
Cuts her own hair
A cat person
Permanent dark circles
T-Tall 😳
Like,,, 6'1 at LEAST
Only person taller than her is Yasuhiro (6'3)
Canon no longer exist
Ahahaha healthy life habits? What are those?
Can't handle horror games
She's the kind of person you'd go to if you needed to rant but didn't want any advice
Polyamourous yo
Celeste/Kyoko/Makoto
She's a dom yall are just scared to admit it
Tsuyu Asui (BNHA)
They go by They/Them
Lesbian
They and Ochaco are dating
They like to hang with Shinsou
Which mainly just means the two sitting in one of their dorms in near total silence doing whatever
Can speak English and French as well as Japanese
Learned English from cartoons
Picked up French bc they thought it'd be fun
Prefers to stay neutral in the whole Bakusquad / Dekusquad thing
They're invited to all outings/events by/for both squads
They like puns
They're a dumbass but willingly, and for fun
Like "someone says they like dark humour and they'll turn off the lights before telling a joke" kind dumbass for fun
Great at poker
Likes Disney Movies
Very touchy once you get close enough
Not in a sexual way, just likes physical contact
Especially fond of piggyback rides and cuddles
Extreme fear of needles
Entrapta (She-Ra)
She/Her or It/Its
Doesn't bother trying to figure out whether she's cis, trans, nonbinary, or what
Was AMAB though
Short as fuck (4'7)
Strong as fuck though
Cuddle game strong
Physical touch is a fuck yes
Cuddles
Piggyback rides
Hugs
Anything where she's touching someone is wonderful in her book
As long as she's the one that initiates it
Anyone else touching her without her permission makes her freak
Prefers being high up
Makes it harder for anyone to sneak up on her
An ace at video games
When it comes to sexuality she just says she's Questioning
Ibuki Mioda (SDR2)
Any pronouns + Pup/Pupself + It/Its
No idea what their gender is otherwise
Biromantic Asexual
Just likes sexual jokes
Gets distracted easily
Has severe hearing problems
She's plays her instruments as loud as possible, with the amp right next to her, without ANY ear protection
It's caused some damage
She talks so loud bc she has no idea how loud is considered acceptable
Wears hearings aids most of the time
Several piercings and tattoos
Likes hearing things jingle
She has a bracelet with a few bells hanging from it
She'll shake it whenever she's bored
LOVES hair accessories
Ribbons are a particular favourite
Occasionally she'll hang little charms from her hair "horns"
The kind of person who never takes any pills/medicine bc she keeps forgetting she has to
Frequently uses emojis
Skates everywhere but she isn't very good at it
She keeps crashing into everything
Has broken every bone in her body at least 3 times
Most of which was bc she keeps trying to kick in doors and skating down the stairs
Celestia Ludenberg (THH)
Nonbinary
Any pronouns, mainly goes by She/They
Bi, 70:30
Collects mini hand sanitizers and can tabs
Has single handedly gotten Mario Kart, Mario Party, Monopoly, Uno, and Clue banned a grand total of 17 times (and counting)
The kind of person to purposefully target someone regardless of what game was being played
Favourite victim is Byakuya (bc he gets so upset about it and she finds that hilarious)
Mains Waluigi
Celeste/Kyoko/Makoto
Has several banned Twitter accounts bc whenever she's bored she'll start discourse on purpose
Hangs with Korekiyo, Ibuki, Byakuya, Yasuhiro, and Leon most often
It's a weird friend group but everyone's sorta gotten used to it
She and Byakuya gamble together occasionally
She tries to avoid it bc he'll willingly blow his entire fortune in an attempt to beat her
Autustic
Can't stand the feeling of water
Mainly bc she can't swim for shit
Horror movies? Hates them
Gets flustered super easily
Taka is her twin brother
Kotoko, Kokichi, and Gundham are their half siblings (Same father)
Peko and Toko are their cousins
She sucks ass at go fish
Fuck canon she's 4'11 now
C h u b b y
Freckles
Once she gets comfortable enough with herself she dyes her hair in the peekaboo style
Either black and red or black and blonde
Haven't decided yet
I'll be doing Celesnaegiri hcs as a seperate post but I just feel it's important for you to know that she expresses her affection verbally and is a very touchy person
Went to middle school with Maki and Korekiyo
Has horrible eyesight
She wears contacts most of the time but she always puts off buying more
After the 5th or so time she ended up blindly stumbling around a week after her contacts ran out Kyoko convinced her to buy glasses as well
Religious accessories yo
Like chokers and dangly earrings with crosses and pentagrams and shit
Likes wearing wacky earrings
Can run and do all sorts of tricks in heels
She and Mukuro are exes yo
Keeps her hair short so it's easier to manage
Hair never gets longer than her shoulders if she can help it
She seems like the kind of person who'd keep her bangs grown past her eyes regardless of how frustrating or inconvenient it is
She's a sub yall just don't wanna admit it
Funtime Foxy (FNAF)
I'm going on the record to say this
Funtime Foxy is genderfluid and that is that
Goes by Funtime
Any pronouns, They/Them most commonly
Plays music (keyboard and guitar mainly)
They and Funtime Freddy (Freds) mainly play with the kids
Freds mainly tells stories with Bonbon while Funtime more so plays one-on-one
Has nicknames for everyone
Circus Baby - Ringleader
Ballora - Bells
Funtime Freddy - Partner
Bon Bon - Bun
Peril (WOF)
I like both Nonbinary She/They Peril and Mtf She/Her Peril
They're both such good concepts
She's a lesbian, Harold
She only had a crush on Clay bc he was pretty much everything she was supposed to like in a guy
Gimme a moment while I force all my mental disorders onto this poor child
Autistic, Anxiety (Social anxiety, mainly, but she has most types), Adhd, PTSD
I'd like to reiterate yet again that She's a lesbian
Sunny and Glory were her gay awakening
Peril in Book 1: Damn, Sunny and Glory sure are pretty. Anyone would be lucky to date them. Clay would probably go for them over me. He would be stupid if he didn't. I myself would willingly date them over someone like me. They're just so pretty :(
Peril waking up in a cold sweat in the middle of arc 2: WAIT-
Rarepair alert but Peril/Sora
Peril meeting Sora: "Hmmm She's attractive. I would love to date her. Too bad I'm straight and in love with her brother lmao :P"
Peril, a mere month later, waiting for Ruby to leave Jade Mountain, pacing in her cave, running face first into a wall: WAIT-
I remember reading this one amazing story where Sora taught Peril to read/write and Peril found out she set off the bomb and comforted her/convinced her her run so that's canon now
Btw if anyone can remember what that story was called/what platform it was on and could tell me I'd appreciate it very much
I'd even be willing to draw a character of your's or make you an icon or something
I usually don't accept requests bc I get burnt out easy but this is a special case
She runs into Sora again sometime between the beginning of TOP and the end
I like to imagine she just goes wandering around
Anyway she confesses like a mere few minutes after running into her again bc Peril is just subtle like that
The actual confession takes 15 minutes and the entire time Sora is just sitting here like "👁👄👁 sure"
Bam Peril/Sora
Peril plans to keep it a secret for a little while longer but she spends 3 seconds around Clay and pretty much blurts it out
Clay, who wasn't even aware that Peril was a lesbian, is just "👁👄👁"
I wanna say Clay doesn't know what a lesbian is but in my canon Sunny is a lesbian so Starflight has already told him
Anyway he's super supportive
From that point Peril is sorta open about her sexuality?
Like, she gives Clay permission to tell the rest of the D.O.D bc she isn't about to risk being in front of them when they hear the news
(When Sunny starts actively seeking her out as a hang out buddy and Tsunami, Glory, and Starflight appear to tolerate her presence just a bit more afterwards she pretends she isn't confused by the change)
She's pink, white, and blue bc I said so
If you look at a certain angle in the right lighting her eyes, mouth, fire, and under her scales all look purple
But her fire is normally white and blue bc I said so
Also she pale as fuck bc in my canon their fire just sorta burns their colour away
You know how you leave something outside for too long and it gets sunbleached? Where it gets all washed out?
Like that but more extreme
By the age of 10-12 firescale dragons are just white with pale eyes
That's right not even the eyes are safe
Ram horns :P
I'm also fond of Peril/Sunny
Or maybe Peril/Sora/Sunny
But Peril/Sora is the main thing
On the topic of that bringing in my hc that if one sib in a sib group is fire resistant all of them are
She,,, She can change her scale colour
But only slightly and only if her emotions are strong enough
Bc I don't give a fuck about Darkstalker's scroll we were robbed of hybrid Peril
Unfortunately all of Peril's emotions are strong
Rainwing ruff along her head and neck
It's like a hood
It's mainly smoothed to her sides but when she's startled it flares out
RAINWING PUPILS
Y'all will know what those look like as soon as I get off my ass :P
She,,, She can mimic bird cries
Hates the summer
She has more than enough body heat already and the outside is just hot enough to add on and make her feel sick
She can somewhat control her heat but most of the time it's based on her emotions
It can go from standing-in-the-middle-of-a-burning-building-cant-see-your-nose-smoke-is-so-thick heat (Strong emotion) to Hey-thats-a-nice-cozy-campfire heat (Calm/"weak" emotion/Sleeping)
I'm just gonna make a different post with all my Peril hcs cuz there isnt enough room for all of them here
#Danganronpa#danganronpa trigger happy havoc#trigger happy havoc#danganronpa goodbye despair#goodbye despair#danganronpa v3#five nights at freddy's#fnaf#fnaf sister location#wings of fire#she ra#bnha#my hero academia#headcanon#korekiyo shinguji#amaguji#himiko yumeno#shinsou hitoshi#kyoko kirigiri#Celesnaegiri#Celesgiri#mha tsuyu#ochatsuyu#ibuki mioda#entrapta spop#celeste ludenberg#peril wof#Sora wof#Sora/Peril wof
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Cassandra: I’m pretty sure we all have kids, right?
Summer: I don’t.
Cassandra: Right, sorry Summer.
Summer: No, it’s fine I don’t want any.
Marcus: Sometimes I think we shouldn’t have had any.
Cassandra: Oh stop, babies are just difficult.
Marcus: Wait Emory, if you don’t have social media you don’t know who half these people are, do you?
Emory: No, but I was just gonna piece it together.
Paolo: Oh my god dude.
Marcus: This is Cassandra, my wife. Sitting with Travis is his wife Sofia, and with Jay is his wife Houda.
Emory: Ah, hello. So most of you have kids?
Jay: Yeah man, you have one too right?
Emory: I have two.
Jay: Oh shit, they weren’t in the photo.
Emory: Griffin was still pregnant with her.
Jay: Excuse me?
Houda: You’re part alien right?
Griffin: Yeah, I am.
Jay: Ah that sums it up.
Houda: I thought that was pretty obvious Jay.
Jay: Well, yeah, it is now.
Houda: Idiot.
Jay: So you have a daughter?
Emory: Yeah, English.
Jay: And the teenager.
Emory: Yeah, Jax.
Jay: So is he why you disappeared into oblivion? It must have been around the same time, right? When he was born?
Emory: I, uh, I actually didn’t know he existed up until a few months ago.
Jay: Shit, really? Who’s his mom?
Emory: Oh, um, Donnie is.
Jay: Who’s Donnie?
Emory: Oh, um-
Marcus: Oh is he another part alien, is that like your thing?
Emory: No, no, he went to school with us.
Travis: The only Donnie I knew was Don Lothario.
Emory: Oh my god no.
Travis: Yeah I didn’t think he could get pregnant.
Paolo: Is it...Payton?
Emory: Yeah.
Marcus: OH.
Paolo: So sh-he’s Donnie now, huh?
Emory: Yeah.
Paolo: Whatever happened to him? He was hot.
Griffin: He’s still hot.
Emory: Yeah, he lives in Sulani currently.
Paolo: Sulani?
Emory: Yeah.
Paolo: That’s so cool, I always wanted to go there.
Emory: It’s really nice.
Paolo: You’ve been?
Emory: Yeah I spent New Years there.
Jay: No offense Griffin but I always thought you and A-Donnie would end up together.
Marcus: Yeah same, you two were always so weird about each other.
Annette: They’re still weird around each other.
Emory: We are not.
Griffin: Dude, you so are.
Emory: He’s just, like my brother.
Johnny: Is that so? I’m like your brother and you’re not weird with me.
Emory: I’m not but Griffin and you are weird together.
Griffin: That’s very true. If only Wolfgang was here.
Travis: That weird emo kid who was friends with Noel?
Emory: Yep.
Paolo: He’s still around?
Annette: Yeah he’s in the photos.
Marcus: The beard guy? That’s the emo?
Emory: Yeah, he’s still pretty emo.
Griffin: Wolfgang was emo?
Annette: Oh god, you didn’t know?
Griffin: No, why has no one told me?
Emory: Forgot.
Travis: Sofia grew up around Wolfgang, right?
Sofia: Yeah kinda. He was sorta a dick though. Him and the other “Renegades” didn’t like me and my friends.
Griffin: Oh my god, were you a Paragon?
Sofia: Oh god, he’s told you about it?
Griffin: When he was in a gang? Yeah he’s mentioned it a couple times.
Sofia: They weren’t a gang, they were a bunch of jerks pissed off at the world who took it out on the popular kids.
Travis: Yet he hung out with the Garcias.
Sofia: My best friend’s younger brother was in it, so maybe they just didn’t like her but it was weird. He’s like, six years younger than me so they were hanging out with a child.
Griffin: Yeah, that’s kinda what I got from what he told me.
Johnny: Same, there was no way it was actually a gang. He definitely got in
fights with someone though. His nose is like a rollercoaster.
Sofia: Oh yeah, he got in fights with whoever.
Griffin: He’s really chill now though.
Sofia: Oh I’m sure, everyone grows up. I’m not saying my friends and I didn’t play into either. Just a bunch of dumb teenagers. And a child.
Travis: He just looks like a hippie now.
Emory: He kinda is, he’s into witchcraft and shit. Noel’s house is like full of crystals and herbs.
Annette: Smells like awful when you walk in.
Emory: Like your house doesn’t smell like cheap weed.
Johnny: That is entirely my fault.
Travis: We know.
Annette: He named our dog Doobie.
Johnny: Fuck yeah I did.
Summer: When did you become a suburban housewife Annie?
Annette: I don’t know but I kinda like it. I just sit around and paint and cook food. Hang out with my kids when they’re around, it’s pretty chill.
Houda: Hm, maybe I should try that.
Jay: Houda, we don’t got Landgraab money.
Annette: Hey, I was lazy before I was rich.
Marcus: Cassie and I both don’t work so you aren’t the laziest couple.
Johnny: Right, you’re a Goth.
Cassandra: Technically we are sworn enemies.
Johnny: Yeah, I’m just here to get intel for my mother.
#sooooo much#also housewives arent all lazy#annette is just a lazy housewife#the garcia family#emory garcia#griffin hoover#annette garcia#johnny zest#paolo rocca#summer holiday#j huntington iii#houda huntington#travis scott#sofia scott#marcus flex#cassandra flex#the sims 4
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strawhat pirates from least to most dramatic.
i’m supposed to be making a presentation that i‘m showing tomorrow which will determine whether or not i graduate high school, so of course i made this instead. this is mostly based on fight scene dramatics, and the rankings were fleshed out with @ayotofu
- Luffy. though it might seem a surprise, Luffy is the least dramatic strawhat pirate. this is purely a matter of intent; Luffy very rarely takes action with the intent of being dramatic, it’s only an after effect. though sometimes he does things to be cool, he rarely does anything for the Drama of it all. most of the time he does something because it’s fun, or because he needs a stronger move. even if he does have his moments—jumping out of the cake in wci is the first to come to mind—his crew’s purposeful drama just outweighs his own
- Jinbei. originally i was going to put him below Luffy, as he’s a very straight laced man (for a strawhat pirate) but that thing he did toasting Big Mom at her wedding was definitely for the drama of it and i Loved that. he might be higher when we see more of him, though.
- Chopper. again, dramatic but not usually on purpose. his many forms give him a lot of theatrics, and especially the suspense he regularly builds around monster point... i’ll give him points for that, though unfortunately he loses drama by getting more control on his shapeshifting abilities. there’s no drama in lowering the stakes!
- Robin. she gets hella points for her time as Miss All Sunday, as she was a very dramatic villain, but as a strawhat she isn’t as dramatic. she’s sorta mellowed out now that she doesn’t have to be scary to protect herself. still that first firey introduction gets her points. also, not telling Luffy his brother was alive so Sabo could have the reveal? points for being a drama ally
- Nami. she’s pretty middle of the road on drama. she can be incredibly dramatic when she wants to be—i’m thinking of what she pulled with the vivre card in wci—but unfortunately she loses out to some of her more showy crewmates. love her weather report routine and her mirage tempo
- Zoro. Zoro comes across to me as more extra than dramatic. extra is cool like sunglasses, dramatic is cool like classy. as these are very similar, he still gets up high. for example, cutting a ship in half bc you got on the wrong one and telling the crew you ruining their lives was for fate? that’s drama baby! but growing a bunch of limbs and heads and shit? that’s extra. his fight speeches are also extra. there’s a Difference. Zoro also loses points bc he didn’t want to tell anyone abt taking Luffy’s pain at Thriller Bark.
- Sanji. his fucking fight speeches. that’s it. the extended cooking metaphors, though more cheesy than anything, are definitely for the drama of it all. his smoking and firey attacks are dramatic as hell. also that one time he pulled out kitchen knives on the train and just, knew how to use them somehow? that’s cool. that’s Drama™ he also gets points for that big fucking cape in wci
- Usopp. fantastic storytelling, Usopp spells, Sogeking, Usoland, God Usopp. Usopp is a man with a flair for the dramatic, and it shows in all his fights. it’s hard to say you don’t have fun with him! however, he isn’t usually dramatic for the sake of drama, it’s usually for the sake of overcompensating for what he believes he lacks. leaving and rejoining the crew also gets him points bc that was highly dramatic as well, also makes me sad
- Brook. this is a man dramatic for the sake of drama! someone dramatic in true dramatic fashion! he’s a popstar and a musician, he knows how to command a stage! his speech 2yl at sabaody, his festival music attack, the way he led Giolla and! his! own! crew! on so he could get his sword back from being turned into art, soul king!!! (this definitely started as a special effect for concerts you won’t change my mind) this is drama for drama! that’s what this shit is about!
- Franky. keeping in mind the extra/dramatic distinction made previously, id say Franky is more extra than Dramatic. however he is SO extra that he falls into dramatic also. everything he does is for one very specific aesthetic, and i respect that. he labeled his own body the same way he labeled the sort of ships that killed his father figure, which i think is incredibly metal. he’s got lasers just to be cool! he plays up the robot thing for kids! he even turned his nose into a button to change his hairstyle at will! what puts Franky above even Brook, who is drama for drama, is that Franky also does a lot of dramatic shit for absolutely no purpose. all of Brook’s Drama For Drama also has the bonus of another effect, but Franky? a bunch of his drama is functionally useless. his “centaur legs” !! his “tracking missiles,” which not only “tracked” people by him following them around but also DISLOCATED HIS SHOULDER!! General Franky, which basically only makes him taller and cooler! even people on panel were shocked that the gun was literally just him!! that’s extra! that’s ridiculous! that’s useless! that’s DRAMA!!!
#I FEEL LIKE ove seen a similar post maybe#it i couldnt rememwbr for sure and i didnt know where to look#One Piece#cyborg Franky#soul king brook#Usopp#Sanji#Roronoa Zoro#cat burglar nami#nico Robin#tony tony Chopper#Jinbei#monkey d. luffy#my posts#ridiculous lists#ayotofu#no i will not accept criticism#thank you for your time#long post
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How to kinda sorta feel like an adult/exist without someone doing everything for you
*learned entirely from experience and tested by a real person
1. Buy a bundle/container of spinach (high in iron and fiber, the two things I, an otherwise healthy 20 y/o have had random health problems with due to my parents never feeding me anything healthy) put it on/in everything. Breakfast sandwiches, savory dishes, get creative it adds no taste! This goes hand in hand with #2 and 3
2. Buy a blender, learn to love smoothies. Smoothies lie to you about their contents. The one I had this morning? If I hadn’t made it myself I’d have no idea it was 50% spinach leaves and chia seeds. You can’t taste them, it’s trendy for the instagrams, and my digestive system has never been more grateful
3. Half-cook. Buy instant food and put more shit in it. You don’t need to know how to make pasta sauce from scratch, just buy the box, put some chopped up leftover chicken and green stuff in it halfway through the cooking time, suddenly you’ve made an actual meal in 10 minutes. Instant ramen + bag of frozen veggies + random leftover meat cut into chunks = better than my moms homemade soup tbh
4. If you have a dishwasher, small things like tongs, forks, cups that aren’t really that dirty, anything that doesn’t need to pre-soak... never hits the sink. Never. Do not pass go, do not collect 200$, go STRAIGHT to the dishwasher.
5. Ready your coffee maker the night before. After you drink your fill and won’t be using it for the day, fill it up with grounds and water. When you wake up all you have to do is press a single button, no more half-asleep fumbling.
6. Having a candle lit and any music playing in the background will make you feel like 150% more grown up and sophisticated I promise
7. Target’s Opalhouse brand candles are only 7.99 for a pretty big one and they’ve got the most scent payoff of any candle that price I’ve ever seen. I can smell my “island nectar” one across a table, unlit, with the lid on. Red Shed has really good ones too but I have no idea where those ones are sold and they’re a little more expensive.
8. Cauliflower is just dollar store broccoli, it has all the same nutrients just... less of them. But you can mash it up and make discount mashed potatoes which is neat.
9. LAUNDRY!!! Read your laundry labels, write down notable things on a board/paper and put it up by your washer! Mine says things like “hand wash yellow leggings and rose print skirt, suede and velvet things turn inside out before washing, do not under any circumstances wash the wool pencil skirt mom I’m not losing another one YES I’m still mad about the patchwork mini from 10th grade!”
hand washing isn’t hard. You know how you’re supposed to fill the cap of the soap and pour it in the washer? You only need like 1/2 that much soap usually. Take the cap and don’t rinse it if you need to hand wash something, the excess on the lid is usually the perfect amount to wash bras or a skirt in the sink. And FOR THE LOVE OF GOD DON’T PUT BRAS IN THE DRYER THAT SHOULD BE CONSIDERED A CRIME! AND DONT HANG UP KNITTED THINGS IT MAKES THEM STRETCH!
10. Everybody and their brother has said this but cake mix: milk/milk sub instead of water (yes I’ve tried, almond milk makes a difference too, esp almond coffee creamer, that’s what I get since it lasts longer in the fridge and I really only use it in smoothies/coffee) melted butter instead of oil (or just really nice olive oil if you’re not for the dairy) and an extra egg if you’re feeling fancy
11. Invest on a basic cheap set of piping tips and bags if you ever think you’re going to make cupcakes for any reason. Frosting cupcakes to an acceptable level is literally one of the easiest things to do with the right equipment and people act like you’re Picasso for squeezing a bag of sugar goo over a tiny cake!
12. Get a small, easy to care for plant to put in your windowsill. Rosemary is always a good bet cause then you can make rosemary chicken which is delicious, but a succulent or two works if you, like me, kill everything you touch. It makes you look and feel responsible even though all you do is dump water on it like once a week.
13. You always need tape, AA batteries, rubber bands, and a small screwdriver. The moment you don’t have one is when you need it. Do yourself a favor and get a battery tester.
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Well Wishes: Chapter One
Good afternoon readers. I decided to try writing an actual NATM fanfiction that’s more than just odd little one shots- Snafu and I are planning on still taking one shot requests for NATM. By the way, the anon that ask Ahk fluff, Snafu’s on it.
But so, I got the idea for this fanfic because of the Releasing Ahk AU I did a while back. It’s along the same idea: Larry has a sibling that works at the museum with him. Let me know that you think. -Freddie
“He wants to be bond trader,” Larry let the door full shut behind him. Adley jumped and turned toward her brother.
“Call if you’re gonna come over,” she sighed. She wasn’t really mad or annoyed and her brother knew it. She just didn’t like being startled. Adley opened the cupboard and added more noodles to the pot on the stove. “Now who wants to be bond trader?”
“Nicky. Can you believe that?” Larry scoffed. “All because of that penguin suit wearing pain in the ass,” he huffed.
“Larry, Nicky’s nine. He doesn’t know for sure what it is,” Adley kissed her brother’s cheek as she passed him walking to the spice cupboard. “Remember when I was nine and I convinced that I was going to be a doctor, then you had to get me from school when I got sick during a sheep eye dissection in high school? And now I’m looking for a job. Give it some time.”
“I guess you’re r- Wait! What do you mean you’re looking for a job?” Larry asked, tripping over his tongue.
“I uh...I quit. Didn’t give a two weeks’ notice. I just sorta walked out…” Adley leaned against the counter facing Larry as she waited for the noodles to cook. That was when he noticed the bruise on her jawline. It looked like it was starting to fade; he hadn’t seen her in about three days, but that didn’t make him feel any better.
“Alex hit you?” Larry asked, horrified.
“Yeah. He tried to talking to me at work and I walked out. I called my boss earlier and told him I’m done there.” Adley ran a hand through her hair. “I’m thinking about getting my hair cut. What do you think?”
“How short?” Larry asked. Whenever something in her life changed, Adley always got a different hair cut. For the time being, her hair reached the middle of her back and was it’s natural black. She’d cut her hair so was almost as short at his, another time she’d added dyed streaks and highlights; each time she’d let it grow out before changing it again. Different styled bangs, everything but fully dye it.
“Bottom of my shoulder blades. Nothing drastic this time,” Adley laughed.
“Do what you’re feelin’ Ads,” Larry advised. “You know, I know where you call in if you’re looking for a job. The Natural History Museum is looking for new workers. I’ve got an interview there tomorrow. I kept the number if you wanna give a call.”
Larry knew he had her. She loved history and had been considering going back to college for a teaching certificate to teach history classes to high schoolers.
“Excuse me,” Larry spoke.
“Hi,” the woman greeted.
“Hi. We’re Larry and Adley Daley. We’ve got a job interview with Cecil Fredricks,” Larry introduced himself and his sister.
“Right. He should still be in his office.”
“Great. Thank you.” Adley said. She started to go but stopped when the woman
started to speak again.
“I’m Rebecca Hutman. I’m a docent here,” she introduced herself. “Let me point you in the right direction.”
“Great,” Larry smiled.
“Larry, I know the way there, I’m gonna walk around a bit.” Adley waved and started walking. They’d been a few minutes early, so that gave her a little time. She made b-line for the Egyptology display. It had always been her favorite. There was something so interesting that she just loved looking at it whenever she was in the museum.
The giant jackals, the chests behind the sarcophagus, the glass little informational plaques. She knew more than what the plaques read, she’d done her own reading on Ancient Egypt and the Ahkmenrah Expedition.
Adley waited around corner from the guard office for her brother. When he caught up to her, they walked together to the door. “Hi. I’m Larry Daley.”
“Adley Daley,” she added with a small half raise of her hand.
“Are you Mr. Fredricks?” Larry asked.
“Mr. Fredricks was my father. I am Cecil. Good to meet you,” he shook Larry’s hand “Nice firm handshake. I like that. Tells a lot about a man.” He turned to Adley and shook her hand. “You don’t see many female night guards out there,” he noted. “Come on in. Let’s talk turkey here.” The siblings walked into the room and glanced at each other.
“The museum is losing money, hand over fist,” Cecil went on. “I guess kids today don’t care about wax figures or stuffed animals. So they’re downsizing, which is code for firing...myself and the other two night guards. They want to replace us with one new or two new guards. Couple of youngsters.”
“Sorry,” Adley said quickly, shuffling her feet.
“Well, are you gonna do?” Cecil shrugged. “I’d like you to meet my two colleagues here. Reginald? Gus?”
“Where is he? I’ll beat him with my fists!” An angry, short man yelled. Adley was taken aback by the man’s harsh demeanor.
“Gus, this is Larry and Adley Daley, the kids who want to be the new night guards.”
“Night guards?” Larry and Adley asked at the same time. Adley’s voice had more of annoyed edge to to while Larry’s a mixture of shock and confusion.
“No,” Larry went on, “the lady at the agency said this a museum position.”
“Most important position in the museum, Larry,” Cecil dismissed.
“The guy looks like a weirdie,” Gus said.
“Wonderful guard, terrible people skills,” Reginald noted.
“Now listen, lunch box. Don’t try anything funny,” Gus snapped. “I once went nine rounds with John L. Sullivan.”
“You never fought John L. Sullivan in your life,” Reginald shot down.
“Gentlemen, we have job candidates here,” Cecil reached the attention of his friends again. “They both have excellent resumes, winning attitudes…and I say let’s give them a shot. What do you say?”
“Hand on a sec. I think I might wanna have a little time just to think it over,” Larry said.
“I wasn’t told the interview was for a night guard…” Adley muttered. This museum was in New York and it was filled with priceless artifacts. She didn’t know what kind of trouble the job would bring. It was a chance to wonder a museum at night, it didn’t look like she’d have to wait long to start. If three old men could do it, she sure as hell could. “I’m in.”
“Do you want the job or not, snack shack?” Gus scowled at Larry. His sister taking it sealed his fate in his eyes.
“No, no, I want the job-”
“Larry, Adley, welcome to the night guards.” Cecil smiled. “You two meet me up on the second floor. I’ll slip into my orthopedics and give you a little tour. Arthritic knees. Not fun getting old, my friends. Go on,” he shooed the siblings.
The tour of the museum was a little slow paced for Aldey. The museum was one of her favorite places and she often found herself wishing that she could meet the people in the displays so that she could them questions that she knew the tour guides wouldn’t be able to answer.
“And, finally, this is the temple of the Pharaoh Ahkmenrah. And in that tomb right down there, the pharaoh himself.”
“Neat,” Larry mustered.
“And hanging on the wall behind him-”
“The Tablet of Ahkmenrah. Pure gold and it’s priceless. Lar,” Adley took hold of the sleeve over Larry’s upper arm as she started and Larry smiled at her excitement, “it’s rumored to have magic. During the search to find his actual tomb, the loc-”
“You’ve gotten yourself stuck with a historian, Larry,” Cecil cut her off and Adley dropped her hand from Larry’s sleeve.. “All right. Report here at 5:00 tomorrow. We’ll talk you through your duties.”
“5:00. We’ll be here,” Adley nodded.
“Moving on,” Cecil lead the way again. Adley looked over her shoulder as they left, having thought she saw a shimmer that wasn’t just the display lights on the tablet.
“Your keys. Your torch,” Cecil listed off, handing them each a flashlight but giving Larry the keys. “You’ll wanna strap those to your belt. It can get a little spook around here at night...so you might wanna put a few lights on.” Cecil paused. “All right. Flashlight, keys. What am I for-
“The instruction manual.” Reginald advised.
“You start with one, two, three…”
“Four?” Larry guessed.
“Are you cracking wise? I ought to punch you in the nose, hopscotch,” Gus berated. Adley was about to speak, but Reginald spoke before she could even open her mouth.
“Leave him alone, Gus. You got it covered, right?”
“Yeah, yeah, I got it,” Larry confirmed.
“And if he doesn’t, I’ve got for what he’s missing,” Adley spoke up.
“Do them in order, do them all, and do them quick. And the most important thing of all to remember: don’t let anything in or out.”
“What do you mean out?” Adley called as the three older men started walking toward the exit.
“Good luck, kids.”
Adley did her best to ignore her brother being an idiot with the PA. She was walking around the museum again. Nowhere in mind. They were clocked-in, but weren’t supposed to start going through the list of another ten minutes according to the wall on the clock.
Walking through the Hall of Miniatures, she looked around when she heard someone
yawn. It wasn’t a full on yawn, but it more like the sound someone makes when they’re stretching ad they first wake up in the morning.
“Larry?” she called. “Lar, whatever you’re trying to pull, knock it off!”
“Who is Larry?” asked a southern sounding voice. Adley’s eyes grew large as she turned around. “Who are you, Miss?”
“How are you talking?” she all but whispered. “I must be dreaming…”
“No...you ain’t doin’ that,” the little cowboy shook his head. She felt something poke the back of her neck.
“What the hell?” she pulled a toothpick like stick from her neck, a numbing feeling left in an almost unnoticeable diameter.
“Aw! Come now, that’s not how to treat a lady!” the little cowboy yelled across the room to the Mayans. Adley turned, but had the sense to hold her sleeved arm out in front of her as she walked closer to the tiny Mayans. She closed the case, but didn’t lock it as Larry had the keys.
Adley turned back around saw the little cowboy looked sad. “What’s wron- I’m not gonna close you guys up. You’re not shooting things at me,” she said. “I’ve gotta be crazy,” she shook her head and started turning away.
“You ain’t crazy,” he called. “Name’s Jedediah.”
“Adley,” she said slowly. “There’s a lot of noise out there…”
“You’re new here. Huh?”
“First night.”
“And you’re not gonna lock us up?” Jedediah looked unsure.
“Ads. Thank god,” Larry panted as he jogged into the room. “I couldn’t find-” Larry slipped and landed on his back...on the old west display.
“Shit,” Adley hissed. “Everyone okay?” she asked quickly. She helped Larry to straighten, everyone looking confused. The Americans, the Chinese. Everyone.
“You sure are different,” Jed shook his head.
“Prepare the Catapults!” came a deeper voice from behind them. They turned and looked down to see a large- in number- Roman army.
“Octavius, hold on. Ain’t reason to fight ‘em. She ain’t lockin’ our box if we don’t go ‘round attackin’ on ‘er.”
Octavius signaled for the men to stand down. “You’re not?” he and Larry asked together.
“I’m not,” she held her hands up. “I already made peace with the settlement, I’m not gonna go makin’ war with the Romans. If you want to, Larry, you deal with their fireballs.”
“We shan’t be locked up. We may be small, but hearts are large...metaphorically speaking.”
“Hey, uh...Octavius, right?”
“My Lady,” he bowed lowly.
“Right. So, Larry and I won’t lock you guys up if you can behave. That means no fireballs and spear throwing. Jedediah, no guns or rocks. Right?” The two miniatures looked at each other and they both nodded.
“The hunt is afoot,” someone said from the hall.
“Hunt? Larry-”
“I’m on it.” And Larry was gone.
“We have to go. Remember. Behave, and you stay free. Don’t kill each other please. I don’t want to punish anyone else on my first night as the new guard,” she pleaded before running out of the room.
“New guards, new rules!” Jedediah cheered. “Whooh!”
“Ads,” Larry called her over.
“Ads?” the man questioned.
“Short for Adley,” Larry dismissed.
“Pleasure to meet you, Miss Adley. I’ve only just met your brother. Theodore Roosevelt, 26th president of these United States of America.”
“Excuse me, Mr. President. Could I ask you something?” Larry asked quickly, both siblings taking large steps to keep up with the man.
“Yes, but just one question,” Teddy said shortly.
“All right,” Larry agreed. “Okay, why? Is it just some, like, three-wishes kind of deal, or…?”
“Not at all. Self-reliance is the key to a vigorous life,” Teddy said. “A man must look inward to find his own answers. How can I be of help?” Teddy stopped and faced the siblings. The stopping was unexpected to Adley and she almost crashed into her brother.
“I don’t really know how to put this, and please don’t take it the wrong way...but isn’t everything in this museum supposed to be, you know...dead?” Larry asked carefully.
“Dead?” Teddy repeated.
“Yeah.”
“Follow me,” Teddy instructed, turning on his heel.
The siblings followed him and Adley looked widely around her, looking at everyone and waving back when different exhibits would have to her in greeting.
“Why are we going to the Egyptology-” Adley stopped herself. “The rumors weren’t rumors at all, were they, sir?”
#Night at the Museum#night at the museum fanfiction#Teddy Roosevelt#jed#octivius#larry daley#oc#read your own imagines#snafu and freddie's imagine shoppe#Ahkmenrah
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Get To Know Me Tag
1. What is your full name? Alicia M. Stinnett
2. What is your nickname? Ally
3. What is your zodiac sign? Sagittarius
4. What is your favorite book series? I can’t focus enough to read one book, let alone a whole series lol
5. Do you believe in aliens or ghosts? both
6. Who is your favorite author? John Green
7. What is your favorite radio station? 94.5
8. What is your favorite flavor of anything? I love chocolate. Mainly dark chocolate. So, that I guess?
9. What word would you use often to describe something great or wonderful? Dope
10. What is your current favorite song? Good Enough by Little Mix, but it's gonna probably change in about 2 or 3 days
11. What is your favorite word? Doggo or puppo
12. What was the last song you listened to? Hair by Little Mix
13. What TV show would you recommend for everybody to watch? Stranger Things or Riverdale
14. What is your favorite movie to watch when you’re feeling down? I usually watch youtube when I’m feeling down so I’m just gonna say Buzzfeed Unsolved.
15. Do you play video games? Not really. I love watching people play then though
16. What is your biggest fear? Being ignored and unloved by someone a really care about.
17. What is your best quality, in your opinion? I’m loyal
18. What is your worst quality, in your opinion? My anxiety makes me too paranoid about everything so that.
19. Do you like cats or dogs better? Dogs
20. What is your favorite season? I like fall and spring. Can’t choose tbh.
21. Are you in a relationship? Just got out of one a few days ago..
22. What is something you miss from your childhood? Not being stressed all the time
23. Who is your best friend? Kaleigh and Bailey
24. What is your eye color? They change from blue, to green, to turquoise, and to gray.
25. What is your hair color? Light brown on top and ombre` to blonde
26. Who is someone you love? My ex..
27. Who is someone you trust? My two best friends and my ex
28. Who is someone you think about often? My ex...
29. Are you currently excited about/for something? Sorta. I have dress rehearsals for a choir performance tomorrow, but i've been pretty down lately so I’ll probably end up crying.
30. What is your biggest obsession? Music
31. What was your favorite TV show as a child? Hannah Montana
32. Who of the opposite gender can you tell anything to, if anyone? My ex
33. Are you superstitious? yep
34. Do you have any unusual phobias? I probably do, but I can’t think of any right now
35. Do you prefer to be in front of the camera or behind it? It depends on what I’m doing for the camera.
36. What is your favorite hobby? Singing
37. What was the last book you read? I honestly don’t remember
38. What was the last movie you watched? The Autopsy of Jane Doe
39. What musical instruments do you play, if any? Just my voice
40. What is your favorite animal? Dogs or Penguins (not bc it was Luke’s favorite lol)
41. What are your top 5 favorite Tumblr blogs that you follow? I’m not on Tumblr enough to have a top 5 blogs
42. What superpower do you wish you had? telekinesis
43. When and where do you feel most at peace? In my now ex boyfriends arms on a Saturday evening
44. What makes you smile? It was my boyfriend, but thats over so I’m gonna say 5SOS, Little Mix, music in general, and singing.
45. What sports do you play, if any? Ew sports. I play none.
46. What is your favorite drink? Pepsi, but I’ve been drinking a lot of water for the past year so I could lose weight and it's killing me, bc i was obsessed with Pepsi.
47. When was the last time you wrote a hand-written letter or note to somebody? I don’t remember, but probably not too long ago, bc I write a lot.
48. Are you afraid of heights? Nah
49. What is your biggest pet peeve? Big egos and being dicks about it
50. Have you ever been to a concert? Yep. One Direction, but I only went to see 5SOS. Oops?
51. Are you vegan/vegetarian? Nah, but I’m not much into meat.
52. When you were little, what did you want to be when you grew up? A pop singer
53. What fictional world would you like to live in? Maybe Harry Potter, but I don’t wanna fight any bad guy. I just wanna go to Hogwarts and do magic.
54. What is something you worry about? My ex not coming back or not caring, not being able to focus on school work, my mom’s mental health, and my mental health.
55. Are you scared of the dark? Nah
56. Do you like to sing? YES
57. Have you ever skipped school? All the time, but mainly, bc of my anxiety problems
58. What is your favorite place on the planet? My ex’s arms..
59. Where would you like to live? A little further from where I live now, but in the same state and close enough to the college I wanna go to.
60. Do you have any pets? Yep. 4 amazing doggos
61. Are you more of an early bird or a night owl? Night owl, definitely.
62. Do you like sunrises or sunsets better? Sunsets
63. Do you know how to drive? Yep, but not a stick shift and that’s what type of car I have, so I can’t drive it yet.
64. Do you prefer earbuds or headphones? earbuds
65. Have you ever had braces? nope
66. What is your favorite genre of music? Don’t have a favorite.
67. Who is your hero? My mom.
68. Do you read comic books? nope
69. What makes you the most angry? My anxiety problems fucking up my life
70. Do you prefer to read on an electronic device or with a real book? Electronic device so I can turn off all the lights and get less distracted and actually be able to read.
71. What is your favorite subject in school? Choir
72. Do you have any siblings? Yep. One full brother, one half brother, and one half sister.
73. What was the last thing you bought? I think it was a Starbucks doubleshot coffee that you can get at a gas station or WalMart
74. How tall are you? 4’10
75. Can you cook? Yep
76. What are three things that you love? Singing/music, my loved ones, and animals.
77. What are three things that you hate? Anxiety, depression, and mainly my brain.
78. Do you have more female friends or more male friends? Female
79. What is your sexual orientation? Pansexual
80. Where do you currently live? Kentucky
81. Who was the last person you texted? My ex
82. When was the last time you cried? Like, an hour ago?
83. Who is your favorite YouTuber? Don’t have one, but I do love Buzzfeed Unsolved.
84. Do you like to take selfies? Yep, but only with fiters.
85. What is your favorite app? Instagram or Snapchat
86. What is your relationship with your parent(s) like? I’m really close to my mom and my dad is okay, but usually isn’t really there for me or my full brother.
87. What is your favorite foreign accent? French or British
88. What is a place that you’ve never been to, but you want to visit? I have a lot of places I wanna go to, but I guess Japan is my number 1.
89. What is your favorite number? 5 (not bc of 5SOS lol. 5 has always been a significant number in my life for many reasons.)
90. Can you juggle? eh
91. Are you religious? eh
92. Do you find outer space or the deep ocean to be more interesting? Outer space
93. Do you consider yourself to be a daredevil? Lol no
94. Are you allergic to anything? Yep. Animal hair and coconut. Most allergic to cats.
95. Can you curl your tongue? yep
96. Can you wiggle your ears? nope
97. How often do you admit that you were wrong about something? A lot tbh, bc I usually am.
98. Do you prefer the forest or the beach? Beach 100%
99. What is your favorite piece of advice that anyone has ever given you? Nothing will put you down unless you let it.
100. Are you a good liar? It depends on who im lying to and what I’m lying about. Usually I’m bad at it though.
101. What is your Hogwarts House? Gryffindor
102. Do you talk to yourself? Yep. A lot lol
103. Are you an introvert or an extrovert? Introvert, but I wouldn’t mind going places for people I love and care about.
104. Do you keep a journal/diary? yep
105. Do you believe in second chances? yep
106. If you found a wallet full of money on the ground, what would you do? Take it to the police so they can find who owns it.
107. Do you believe that people are capable of change? yep
108. Are you ticklish? Only in one place
109. Have you ever been on a plane? nope
110. Do you have any piercings? Yep. My ears, cartilage, and nose.
111. What fictional character do you wish was real? Landon Carter from A Walk To Remember
112. Do you have any tattoos? Nope, but I’m getting one this summer
113. What is the best decision that you’ve made in your life so far? Got into theater
114. Do you believe in karma? yep
115. Do you wear glasses or contacts? Used to, but grew out of it.
116. Do you want children? Yep. I want a boy and a girl, but no matter what I have, I will love them so much and spoil the shit out of them.
117. Who is the smartest person you know? My mom
118. What is your most embarrassing memory? Telling my cousins to get lost bc we don’t want them there as a joke, but then realize it wasn’t actually them.
119. Have you ever pulled an all-nighter? Multiple times
120. What colour are most of your clothes? Pink
121. Do you like adventures? Definitely
122. Have you ever been on TV? Only once, bc my friend was on the news for getting into a dog attack and I was interviewed since I saw it happen
123. How old are you? 17
124. What is your favorite quote? “if you don’t heal what hurt you, you’ll bleed on people who didn’t cut you.” - Crystal Leigh (soon to be Clifford)
125. Do you prefer sweet or savory foods? Savory
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Iditapod: Making It To the Yukon River
Aliy Zirkle: Basically everyone said, "Don't go." And I was like, Ehhh... I gotta go. I've gotta go see what... there is supposedly a trail, then I've gotta go see if I can do it. And see if I can make a move. No one else wanted to try that.
[theme music plays]
Casey Grove: Welcome to the Iditapod: A podcast about the Iditarod, because nobody else decided to try that, and where we ask ourselves, "What would Aliy Zirkle do?" This is a production of Alaska Public Radio and KNOM Radio in Nome. I am your host Casey Grove. Before we go see if we can do it, here's a word from our sponsor.
[ad plays]
CG: Hey Gang! Happy Friday and welcome to the Yukon River. That's where the front of the pack Iditarod mushers are arriving on Friday. That'll include Aliy Zirkle. Just heard from her. Barring any unforeseen circumstances, she will also be making it to the Yukon today, but it's Girdwood musher and last year's Iditarod runner-up, Nicolas Petit who, again, leads the 2019 Iditarod. Petit's team all, all 14 dogs, was the first to make it to the Yukon River, pulling into Anvik at 4:23 AM, Friday. A quick note on the weather from our trail reporter, Ben Matheson from KMON.
As the race enters its 5th day here, a warm winter storm's expected to drop a few inches of snow and we might see temperatures climb into the mid-30s. That, as we know, can be a little warm for dogs running out there. They tend to slow down when they're warm. And the trail itself, if it gets a bunch of snow on it, will also slow those teams down. The teams approaching the Yukon River include defending champ, Joar Leifseth Ulsem. There has really been a cat-and-mouse game developing between him and Nic Petit, who of course were very close last year. And they've been taking turns in the lead. Ulsom's team had lead through the night going into Friday after passing Petit's between the checkpoints of Iditarod and Shageluk. Petit and Ulsom have been racing near each other ever since hte checkpoint of Ophir, and they've swapped the lead position a few times on Thursday as their rest and run schedules intersected. There will be more shuffling of the leaderboard this weekend. Mushers must take an 8 hour rest at a checkpoint of their choice on the Yukon or in Shageluk, which is pretty close to the Yukon. So Ulsom was first into Shageluk very, very early on Friday morning with 11 dogs. He did stay for that 8 hours, so he has checked that off. As Ben reports, wet snow was falling. Ben talked to Ulsom after he pulled his team over for a nap and a nice big meal. There could have been a gourmet dinner for Ulsom and prize money 25 miles down the trail in Anvik. It looks like Petit has claimed that, but after a hard run through the hilly terrain, Ulsom decided not to pursue that prize.
Joar Leifseth Ulsom: If I were to do it, it'd only be to get the money. It wouldn't be the best thing to do for the dogs.
CG: Petit arrived in Shageluk 36 minutes behind Ulsom, wearing a raincoat, and he was out again within 3 minutes, headed to Anvik.
Nicolas Petit: [Muffled question about the time with dogs barking in the background]
CG: That was Petit urging his dogs on and, for being the first to arrive in Anvik, he wins the First to the Yukon Award, which comes with a 5 course meal prepared by Anchorage's Lakefront Lodge and very experienced chef who is cooking much better food than what these guys have been eating, likely some freeze-dried meals and whatever is being served in checkpoints. This year, the meal that Nic has won includes bison chili, seared scallops, and a pan-fried cinnamon banana, served with vanilla ice cream and warm brandy sauce. Wow. There's also $3,500 in $1 bills and a bottle of champagne. A little dom perignon, I'm told. Obviously, there's a lot of strategizing going on in this race and it's not all about the food. You heard Aliy talking about her drive to push from Ophir to Iditarod. That's where she took her 24. KNOM's Ben Mathison has more from Aliy and more on the strategy as race leaders continue to leap frog each other preparing to make their next move.
BM: After a marathon day on the trail, Aliy Zirkle's team pulled into the ghost town checkpoint of Iditarod, just before 2 AM Thursday. For being the first into Iditarod, Zirkle wins the Dorothy Page Halfway Award and the prize of $3,000 in gold nuggets. But she had to be the first to survive a trail that transitioned from soft snow to bumpy, frozen ground.
Aliy Zirkle: Yeah, those tussocks are hardcore. They're... you shouldn't really mush a sled over them.
BM: Zirkle's jarring trip was on a day so warm that she fed her dogs water from snow that melted from the rooftop of a shelter cabin. She explained her decision to be the first musher who traveled so far before her break.
AZ: I gotta go. I've gotta go see what... there is supposedly a trail from Ophir to Iditarod, so if there's supposedly a trail, then I've gotta go see if I can do it. And see if I can make a move. Um, seemed like no one else wanted to try that.
BM: The race picture is beginning to come into view, as teams surge out of their 24 hour breaks in Takotna and Ophir. Zirkle is racing at the front, but her competition began to pass her Thursday afternoon while she finished her mandatory race. Just after noon, Nic Petit's team flew into the checkpoint with dogs that wanted to run more. He told spectators his reason for heading further up the trail...
Nic Petit: Because it looked like [unintelligible]
BM: With a fresh bale of straw, he drove his well-rested team a few miles further. Good rest is the priority for teams looking to maintain speed through the mid section of the race. On Wednesday afternoon, at the Ophir checkpoint, a few hours into his 24 hour break, veteran Aaron Burmeister woke from a nap and cooked a meal. The soft trails and warm temperatures have required a big effort from his whole team.
AB: There's been a lot of work. I mean, we've all been working together; working together with the dogs, my legs are sore, my body is sore, I don't do much ski poling, but I've been pushing and pumping and running quite a bit.
BM: As mushers head out of checkpoints with freshly rested teams, the race is now on to reach the flat highway of the Yukon River. For KNOM, I'm Ben Matheson in Iditarod.
CG: Mr. Ben Matheson and our other trail reporter, Alaska Public Media's Zachariah Hughes, are turning in great interviews from the trail. We're posting a bunch of those as extended cuts on the podcast bonus editions. Today I'm working on posting an extended version of the interview that you heard parts of today with Aliy, and there's one up right now with Nic Petit in Ophir from Wednesday. Nic was sounding real relaxed there while taking his 24 in Ophir. Talked about his dogs, their breeding line.. and the interview includes a little bit about the two dogs he's running in the lead, at least up to Ophir it was Shoobie and Geoffrey. Couple of half-brothers, he says. And that's a good lead-in to today's listener question.
Megan: Hey guys, it's Megan calling from Ohio. I've really been enjoying the daily podcasts and bonus tracks. Thanks for keeping us connected to this exciting event. My questions are around the order of the dogs within the team. Is it intentional or strategic which dogs are the lead dogs? What are some of the qualities that the mushers look for in the lead dogs? Do they switch up positions within the team? Stuff like that. Thanks so much.
CG: Thanks for that question, Megan, and thanks especially for the fawning praise. We appreciate that. And thanks for listening as well. The short answer is, yes. A dog's position on the team really does matter, but it's not as hard and fast of a rule that a dog always has to pull in the same position. And mushers will tell you that it's important to have multiple dogs that can lead. If you have enough leaders in your team like that. I have to say when you see these really professional looking Iditarod teams, they look pretty orderly. They make their way down the trail. They pass other teams without too much trouble because they've been trained so well and they're just the best dogs for this. I mean, this is the race for them. IF you go out with amateur mushers, the teams maybe aren't as well-trained and that's just the fact of life. If you have more time to work with the dogs to work with the dogs, they're just going to be better at doing this. And the leaders especially may look back. Dogs may look back. They could get jumbled up. They may not pass other teams as smoothly on the trail. So when you see videos of these Iditarod teams just remember that. There's a lot of work that goes into making things run as smoothly as they do. We're gonna have more on lead dogs in just a second from Iditarod champion Libby Riddles and 16 time finisher, Jim Lanier. They were on Alaska Public Media's live call-in show, Talk of Alaska, recorded a couple of days ago. I was lucky enough to be able to join them. Might post the whole thing to the podcast here, not sure if we have the space for that, but we'll find out. But real quick- let's just start with the positions in a dog team. Starting at the sled. You've got your wheel dogs. Those are gonna be your bigger, sorta stronger, bulkier dogs that really break the weight and get the sled moving right away when you need to move. Then you've got a couple, 2-3 rows of team dogs. And then you've got 2 swing dogs up near the front. They're right behind the leaders and you need to train them to be able to make a big arc when they make turns. You don't want them to just cut off and try to run ahead of the leaders at any point. They really do play an important role because the position right behind the leaders and as those leaders make a turn, you want that nice, clean arc sot hat if you're the musher on the sled, you can just whip around the turn instead of just going straight through. So, as promised, here's more from Libby Riddles and Jim Lanier with Talk of Alaska host, and my boss, Lori Townsend, starting things off.
Lori Townsend: Libby, what goes into selecting the dog that is going to be the leader? How do you make that decision?
Libby Riddles: You don't select. They're born or made, but mostly the very best ones just have it in their blood. I mean they rise to the top, you know? It's just like you're the coach and you have to see each dog. What is their best place? And some dogs are full time leaders that could do every day of the Iditarod, and others like to have a break now and then. You know, every dog has a different capacity and some of us are lucky enough to have these just once-in-a-lifetime super dogs like the one that helped me win the Iditarod.
LT: Well, I want to know more about that in a while. We'll talk about that particular race, but Jim, what are your thoughts about that? What are you looking for in a lead dog, and have you had one that really stood out from the others? J
im Lanier: Oh, I've had several. As all of us who've done a lot of mushers, I've done the race a number of times. I guess the one thing you look for is a dog that's aggressive, that wants to lead, that doesn't mind being chased by a big pack of dogs, you know? And one that has assurance that he or she could do it. You don't want them looking back, asking "Hey are we done yet? Can I get a... off..?" you know?
LR: [Asking] "Can I get a snack?" J
L: So those are the things you look for.
CG: So there you have it, that's how you pick a good lead dog. I want to mention too, there's a really cool award in the Iditarod, if you haven't heard this already. It's called the Golden Harness Award. It's for outstanding lead dogs. The Iditarod has the winning musher pick one of their dogs, sometimes it's two. They take a picture of them with this nice wreath of flowers on the dog. I just want to go back and list some of the past golden harness winners. Back in 2010, you had Maple on Lance Mackey's team. 2011, it was two for Snickers and Velvet on John Baker's team. Then 2012, Guinness on Dallas Seavey's team. Tanner in 2013 on Mitch Seavey's team. Beatle, another Dallas Seavey dog in 2014. And then you've got back to back wins of the golden harness award for Reef on Dallas Seavey's team. Pilot for Mitch Seavey in 2017. I think I saw a report that Pilot is out of this year's race and had to be dropped. And then a dog by the name of Russeren on Joar Liefseth Ulsom's 2018 winning team. I guess that stands for "Russian Express". And we will have to see who wins Golden Harness in 2019 when the teams reach Nome sometime next week.
Speaking of major accomplishments, I've been avoiding this beacuse I don't want to admit that there's another Iditarod podcast out there that has been actually in the business longer than us... it's called The Ikidapod, and it's put together by a class in Wisconsin. Elementary School students in Mrs. Treptow's class. They actually have been going for 4 seasons now. This is their fourth season. Here is a little taste... and I am not kidding you, this is the Ikidapod's opening music.
[electronic music plays]
Kid: Hello and welcome to Ikidapod. Season four. We're your hosts for today's pod. Frosty Frost. Today we will be telling you what the Iditarod is....
CG: It's pretty great and a shoutout to Mrs. Treptow's kids and The Ikidapod and congratulations on making it to your fourth season of The Ikidapod. I mentioned Dallas Seavey's name a few minutes ago, with his lead dogs. Of course, the four time champion is not running the Iditarod for the second year in a row. he didn't run last year, amid a dog-doping scandal. Since then, the Iditarod says they've cleared him of any wrong-doing. We covered all of that back in season 2 last year. Especially season 2, episode 2. I would definitely encourage the listeners to go back and listen to the whole season, but if you want to know more about all that, that was covered in season 2, episode 2. Again, Dallas is over in Norway, racing in the Finnmarkslopet. There was a point in last year's Iditarod where Joar was leading the Iditarod, he won of course. And Dallas was running in first place in the biggest race over in Norway. It's actually the longest sled dog race in Europe. It's about 750 miles. And Seavey ended up taking 3rd last year. I guess that wasn't good enough for him. He went back over in Norway and he's going to try again to win that race. Maybe the best way to find out about Dallas's run in the Finnmarkslopet is to follow him on Facebook. He's out there on the social medias and on the internet. Well, everybody that's all we have time for today. Check us out at http://AlaskaPublic.org and http://KNOM.org for more stories and photos. We will continue the Iditapod here over the weekend as the race continues, we've also got daylight savings time changes coming up and some math to do. So, stay tuned for that and more extended interviews from Ben and Zach out in the field. Hopefully Zach's going to figure out his internet issues in Anvik. Can't wait for that. Our theme music is by the band Sassafras. I am your host Casey Grove. Til next time, happy trails! [theme music plays]
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In This City~Chapter6~Luke Hemmings
IN THIS CITY
CHAPTER 6
MCKINLEY P.O.V
My office was still closed after the holidays so I took those days off to spend with Audrey. First we started with getting our nails done and then heading to lunch. It was nice to spend time with her but our main goal of today was to go and check out UCLA. Audrey still had another few years of high school but she was thinking of going there and since she was here, we might as well go.
It was scary touring a college. There's people everywhere pretty much at all hours of the day. It's scary to know that somewhere in the future you could be moving out of your parents house to further your education and even though you're an adult who is suppose to do those things, its hard to go off on your own.
She stood close to me as I answered emails while the tour guide was talking. We weren't the only ones here today, about ten other kids with their parents were also here. But just because my office was closed, didn't mean work stopped. I had to answer these emails.
Some of the kids on campus I've seen before. I had gone to a lecture at UCLA and spoke to some of the students about a writing job once they left college. Of course I worked for a publishing company so we had lots of different jobs in my building.
Audrey wasn't sure what she wanted to do yet. She was only a sophomore in high school so its normal but it is something you have to start thinking about. I tried to convince her to wait to do anything until she knew exactly what she wanted to do but she refused. I wasn't going to argue with her.
I was a smart women, I have no idea why no one ever listened to my advice.
I did however live close enough to UCLA that Audrey could live with me during the school year and drive to classes. I already told her and her parents that I would do everything I could to help support her if she did decide to come here for school.
I had already decided that no matter what, I wouldn't be moving for work again. I had already made two bigs moved in my lifetime and I wasn't even 24 yet. I was happy where I was and I was staying.
We toured the school before we headed back home. She put on a movie in the living room while I did some work in the office. At dinner time I went to the kitchen to cook and apparently Ashton knew what time it was because he came into the kitchen right as I was finished.
"Hello Mr. Irwin." I smiled handing him a bowl with the stir fry in it. "How was your day?" I asked as he sat the island and waited for Audrey to join him with her bowl.
"Good. How was yours?" He asked as he dug in.
"Good. But should I start buying more food for you and friends?" I asked laughing a little.
"If you want. None of those fools know how to cook."
"Luke knows how to cook." I commented sitting beside him.
"Well he never does." He answered. It was weird to me that Luke didn't cook for them. He cooked for me all the time, and he was good. So there was no reason for him not to do it now. We all ate in silence before Calum and Luke came through the door with their own dinners and sat with us.
"I brought over some movies." Calum commented showing them to Audrey. We let her pick the movie before Ashton helped me clean up while Luke, Audrey and Calum set up the movie and blankets.
"Has he talked about getting back together yet?" Ashton asked and I shook my head. At this point I wasn't sure if he was ever going to ask me. "We're having a New Years Eve party, you should come and kiss him at midnight." He commented making me shake my head and laugh.
"I will come but I'm not making the first move."
"I will convince him to kiss you." Ashton commented before going to the living room and getting comfortable on the couch with the others. I walked in and laid down with my feet in Calum's lap and my head near Luke. I grabbed the blanket on the back of the couch to wrap around myself.
We watched a few movies before Ashton and Calum left.
"Can I stay?" Luke asked after Audrey went to bed.
"Sure. Is everything okay?" I questioned. He had only stayed once but he didn't ask, he just sorta fell asleep there and I felt bad asking to him to leave. It was different this time.
"Haven't been able to sleep recently." He shrugged. I sat up to look at him. I wasn't sure what to say to him but I knew exactly how he was feeling. I couldn't remember the last time that I had actually slept through the night.
"Have you talked to your doctor?" I questioned. The first thing I did when I moved out here was a doctor that would be able to refill my medication.
"I don't have one." He commented making me sigh.
"Why not?"
"I don't have time for that." I rolled my eyes at him. "How did you get your cast off then?" I asked.
"I just went to the hospital and they cut it off for me." He shrugged.
"Do you want the couch?" I questioned standing up and grabbing blankets and a few pillows.
"Sure. Thanks." He half smiled at me. I smiled a little at him before running my fingers through his hair.
"Good night." I whispered heading down the hall to my room. I changed and got into bed but I couldn't sleep. Knowing that he was out there, probably also not sleeping. He was right there. He was here and I could easily invite him to sleep in my bed.
The door swung open.
*LUKE P.O.V*
It took all of my courage to swing that door open. The room was dark but I saw her sit up.
"What's wrong?" She whispered flicking on the bed side table lamp. I stood in the doorway looking at her. "Luke." She said.
"Can I sleep in here?" I asked.
"Um, sure." She answered watching as I walked around the other side of the bed and got in with her. She laid down next to me looking at me. "You left the door open." She giggled a little.
"You left the light on." I commented. She reached over to shut it off before falling back next to me.
"Couldn't sleep?" She asked.
"Yeah." I mumbled. "Haven't been able to sleep in a while." I breathed in her scent from the pillows. She ran her hand down my back. I closed my eyes as she did.
"Are you happy?" She asked. I knew I shouldn't answer because the answer was no. She said that if I ever found myself unhappy, that I should go back to her. I couldn't tell her. I loved my job, I did. But I wasn't sure if this was a life that I should be living.
All I did was work. Work is an important part of life but I shouldn't be working this much. I was exhausted and unable to sleep. She filled my every thought.
"I'm not living the life I thought I was going to be when I moved out here. I'll say that." I commented keeping my eyes closed so that I couldn't see her reaction. She stayed quiet but her hand kept moving.
I don't know when I fell asleep but I woke up the next morning to her pressed to my side and Audrey on the other side of her. I smiled down at her before grabbing my phone. For the first time in a long time, I felt rested.
Within the hour both McKinley and Audrey woke up and we all made our way to the kitchen to cook breakfast. Audrey went to shower while I cooked and McKinley sat at the island. It was like old times and I enjoyed it.
"Did Ashton invite you and Audrey to the party?" He asked.
"Yeah." I smiled. "We will be there." She commented as she scrolled through her phone. I grabbed plated and started loading the pancakes onto them.
"Ashton's little brother and sister will also be there so she'll have someone to talk to. Or kiss."
"No!" Kinley shouted right away. "There will be no kissing."
Too bad cause I was planning to kiss McKinley.
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