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hbyrde36 · 1 year ago

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Writing Poll!

Thanks @dreamwatch for the tag!!! 🥰

rules: make a 24-hour poll with the names of your wips and then for whichever wins, write one sentence for every vote it gets (but you should also write 1 sentence for every vote each of them gets!)

When it’s over I’ll post a snippet of any/all wips that get at least one vote 💜

No pressure tags: @penny00dreadful @brbsoulnomming @thisapplepielife @manda-panda-monium

Summaries below the cut:

No Vacany - (Have not started posting yet, still in the vibes/planning stage but i'm hoping to start putting it out in the next few weeks!)

When Eddie Munson arrives at the Buckingham Beach Motel to spend the summer with his BFF Chrissy and her business partner Robin, the last person he expects to see waiting in the lobby is former king of Hawkins High and asshole extraordinaire, Steve fucking Harrington.

Spicy six Summer challenge fic - Hurricane - (God, this thing needs a name! I would really like to get this one completed in the next week or so)

When a major Hurricane is projected to hit Hawkins (technically it’s more like the remnants of a hurricane, but the residents of Hawkins don’t really know the difference or care), Dustin is worried about his new friend and DM. Eddie Munson lives in a trailer, a structure not known for its resilience against severe weather. He invites the older boy to ride the storm out with him and his mom at home, unaware that she has made arrangements for them to stay with family that live far away from the storm's trajectory. He doesn’t want to leave his friend high and dry, enter Dustin’s favorite babysitter: Steve Harrington.

Steve Harrington:Vampire Hunter - (Posted up to part 7/16)

Steve Harrington is an animator. It’s a job that involves raising the dead; sometimes as a service for mourning relatives looking for closure, often as a tool for the courts to settle disputes. Steve Harrington is also a licensed vampire hunter. Two years ago, vampirism became legal in the United States, granting its undead population citizenship. With this new legal status comes a complication for Steve, as he finds himself tasked with helping the very creatures he is accustomed to killing. Speaking of complications, Steve struggles in more ways than one when he finds himself working closely with none other than Eddie Munson, an undeniably sexy several-hundred-years old master vampire. Or, The Anita Blake/Steddie mashup that nobody asked for but I’m having far too much fun with.

Life is a Game - (This is posted up to part 6 and i estimate we're roughly halfway through the story.)

‘86 baby. For the last few years, Eddie and his younger cousin Dustin, along with his friends, Mike, Lucas, and Will have been playing D&D together in the Wheeler’s basement. It’s a crazy home brew campaign that only contains loose elements from actual D&D and weaves in heavily embellished events from their real lives. They all play characters that are a version of themselves, and the many NPC’s are modeled after friends, family, and other people they know. It’s been a wild fucking ride.

- In 1983 Steve Harrington finds someone in the woods.

#wip game #wip weekend #my wips #steddie fanfic #steve harrington #eddie munson #stranger things #steddie #steve x eddie #steve harrington/eddie munson #fanfic

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dingoat · 2 years ago

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WORST BOY: 2, 3, 4, 10, 16, 17, 30, 36, 40, 52, 59, 68 8), 77, 79, 82, 86, 89, 102, 103, 109, 110, 118, 120, 123, 127, 133, 134, 136, 139, 141, 154, 155, 156, 159

WORST BOY WORST BOY ok wow have a BAZILLION answers for this TERRIBLE MAN ahahahaha

CHARACTER ASKS for the PROFOUNDLY intolerable, PRIME antagonist, WATCHER FIVE.

2. What would history remember your character for?

OMG! I mean this really depends on how his story winds up playing out, doesn’t it? I feel like right now he’s at such a potential tipping point and I literally don’t know which way he’s going to fall hahaha. If he were to die tomorrow, I’m sure history would look kindly back on the tragic, beloved figure of his public persona, but Intel’s archives would have to be ripped open to connect it to the diabolical bastard behind it. Of course, what he would like to be remembered as is the man who re-shaped the Empire, except he’s started to realise that he might not actually live long enough to win at everything he sets his mind to. How terrible.

3. Does your character prefer to work in silence or with noise and of what kind?

Five DEFINITELY enjoys silence. Depending on the work, he might carefully select some classical music to stimulate his mind, but when he truly needs to focus and concentrate he finds any external noise utterly intolerable.

4. Has your character ever been handcuffed or tied up?

Look. He’s worked as a field agent and absolutely loves cover identities and fake personas. And he is very, very open minded and experimental in various parts of his life. You do the math.

10. Would your character give up the chance to come back to life as a god so that someone else could be saved?

There is exactly one (1) person he’s realised he would give up everything for.

16. How does the way your character present themselves in public differ from how they are in private?

Five will present himself a thousand different ways depending on his audience, his company, his current task at hand or obsession. He is a thousand different people, and while there is exactly one (1) person who is privy to most of them, including the version of himself that is slowly, carefully, willing to admit a certain amount of self doubt and uncertainty, even that one (1) person isn’t allowed to see the version of Five that remembers who he was as a boy, and who grieves.

17. How petty is your character?

INTENSELY. And he takes great joy in it, most of the time. One does not make any sort of slight against Watcher Five or Lord Highbridge without experiencing some sort of backlash, even if it's half a decade in coming.

30. How independent was your character as a teen?

Supremely. He would have been about 13 or 14 when he completely wrote off his family and started focusing entirely on himself, and only ever got worse. Dude moved off planet to work his way to success as soon as he was able, and then the moment he was successful enough he turned around and booted his family off their estate and took the whole thing over.

36. Would your character prefer to sit around and chill or be up and moving and doing something?

Five definitely appreciates and indulges in downtime, he has some very strong hedonistic leanings, but he also has a very active mind and constantly pressures himself with the notion that his work is not yet done. If he doesn’t spend some time working toward long-term goals, honing his skills, or impressing other people, then he feels the day is wasted.

40. If a loved one died, how long would they stay in mourning?

…however old he is, minus eleven years, and counting.

52. Would your character prefer to have history know the truth or have many different versions of their life?

Five’s ghost would be utterly aghast if any single being knew the entire truth of every aspect of his life. There could be no greater failing.

59. What kinds of things does your character use as paperweights?

Stones 8)

(Also probably like. Trophies and stuff. I’m sure he has so many from all walks of life and just. Uses them everywhere in utterly disregarding ways.)

68. Are any of your characters intimidatingly beautiful?

Omfg hahaha I DUNNO YOU TELL ME

I think Five was more designed as ‘approachably charming’ when he really turns it on, though. He aims for Perfect Gentleman, not Galadriel. (Ask him his opinion of 13 though…)

77. Have any of your characters had to kill a friend?

Hahahahahahahahaaaaaaaaa well you see for that to be the case he would need to consider more than one (1) person as a ‘friend’.

He's growing, though, very slowly. Perhaps this is a plot point that he can agonise over in the future >.>

79. What is a humanizing thing about a villain/antagonist/generally horrible person character that you have?

As cliche as it is, the entirety of why-is-he-like-that stems from a very old, very poorly handled tragedy, and the fact that he swore to himself that he would never allow himself to feel that level of grief again. Psych, he’s never actually managed to rid himself of it, nor the fact that he actually quite desperately wants to feel that level of love (YEAH, I SAID IT) and connection in his life again.

82. Describe your character’s handwriting.

Textbook perfect cursive. Elegant, sharp, consistently clear.

86. Is your character’s fear reaction to fight, flight, or freeze?

Fight, definitely. He is way, way too proud to face fear with anything other than bloody-minded rage and violence toward whatever it was that had the gall to make him feel fearful in the first place.

89. Would your character throw themselves in harms way to protect a loved one?

Yes, but he’d never use the term ‘loved one’. Also, he’d throw himself in harm’s way to protect a lawn ornament that he was particularly fond of so there’s that.

102. What is your character’s greatest source of guilt?

We don’t talk about the flagpole incident.

103. How well does your character deal with their anger?

Oh Five does the whole spectrum between quiet, calculated fury, all soft spoken and polite and plotting a revenge that the source will never see coming, as well as absolute frothing at the mouth, unbridled, hollering wild eyed stabby-time rage.

109. Would your character blackmail a god?

Five calls that an average Friday night 8)

110. What color is associated with your character?

I mean, he had a very distinct ‘green’ phase, but now it’s all about the royal purple and gold.

118. Have any of your characters come from a position of privilege that they’ve never had to examine?

HA HA HA HA HA HA HA

aka ‘how to describe Five in one sentence or less’

120. Do any of your characters have PTSD?

Mmmmmm there’s a handful of Ciphers and one quasi-Sith who saw him rambling about the ghost of an elderly narglatch who might argue that yes, yes Five definitely has something going on there.

123. Did any of you characters have nannies or governesses growing up?

I’ve never really considered it, but I don’t actually think so? He might have been a little more well-adjusted if somebody had actually been paid to see to more of his well being as a kid.

127. Has anyone ever stolen your character’s identity or impersonated them?

Oh what a FUN IDEA. I’m sure he’s had some stupid social holo-media network impersonators here and there? I’m sure HE’S done plenty of impersonations in his life but I don’t know that there’s ever been a serious instance of it going the other way. Yet. 8)

133. Have any of your characters ever been caught in a fire or explosion?

Ahaha yet another ‘haven’t explicitly written but what a fun idea’ question! I haven’t detailed a lot of what Five got up to early in his career but it’s hard to imagine that there wasn’t at least one instance of an explosive going off at an inopportune moment….

134. Has your character ever been alone in a hostile environment and been forced to travel a long way to reach a safety that wasn’t for sure?

Nope. This is not the sort of soul-searching hardship Five has ever yet had to face. He’s always been very very good about assuring his own safety and comfort and means of getting to and from places with minimal complications. Side effect of being so utterly driven to be in complete control of every task he is set upon.

136. Has your character ever been forced to deal with the ‘I want to speak to your manager” kind of person?

Almost certainly, and probably always while under some cover identity. And he would smile, and be utterly gracious, and probably would actually be the manager sometimes, and would always find some way to enact some sort of petty (or horrifyingly gratuitous) revenge upon the intolerable individual.

139. Has your character ever survived a fatal wound?

Losing his arm was ridiculously traumatic and, in the right circumstance may well have been fatal, but he was treated pretty swiftly so risk of actual death was negated fairly soon after the fact.

141. Who has a weapon collection?

Hahaha THIS GUY for sure. Five likes nice things, shiny things, expensive things, and is very fond of both blasters and knives. I’m sure he has quite a few prize pieces in his collection, and his hunting rifle is his pride and joy… though I’m pretty sure his favourite weapon is the Galaxy’s Deadliest Hawkbat.

154: How much does your character care about other people respecting their authority?

WITH EVERY FIBRE OF HIS BEING

Thirteen is allowed a little disrespect. As a treat.

155: Does your character cut and/or color their hair for any specific reason?

He tends to keep his hair at a consistent length, but will vary the style and colour dramatically depending on the persona he’s putting on. That said, the way he normally wears his hair (‘normally’ being ‘while at work in an Intel office’) is also how he styles it as his main public persona.

156: Were/Are any of your characters under less pressure and fewer expectations than their siblings?

I’d say they were all under pretty well the same amount of pressure, and it would have been a very very stupid amount for all of them. And when Five’s parents finally backed off from him, he well and truly started weighing it down upon himself.

159: Does your character have any tattoos? And are any of them symbolic or significant?

No tattoos, no piercings, and he would tell you it’s because his peak physical form needs no such embellishment. His new cybernetic is quite elegantly decorated and with a very specific theme in mind, but he’s compartmentalised that in a way that makes him see it as fancy, expensive armour rather than an actual part of his body. He’s still in some pretty solid denial there but at least he’s moved up a step from having to keep it gloved at all times.

#character asks #ask meme #five asks #wow omg hahaha so many #I HOPE U ENJOY THIS #I wonder if there's anything even remotely surprising in there #ahahaha #watcher five #WORST BOY

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amorgansgal · 2 years ago

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Hiya! I adore your writings! I wanted to ask how would the boys confess to their crush?

Aww, thank you! :D I have done Arthur, Sean and Micah for this ask, I hope that's ok. Hope you enjoy! It's mostly all SFW, though Micah is... Micah.

It's Just a Little Crush!

Arthur Morgan

You’ll be lucky if you ever find out!

The man will first repress any feelings he has for you, chalking things up to just being impressed with your skills and appreciating the work you do around camp. He doesn’t ACTUALLY have feelings for you, he just thinks you’re a pretty good person to have around.

But truth be told, he finds himself making excuses to stay in camp when you’re there or riding out with you on jobs. He’s something of a worry wort and keeps an eye on you, then feels bad for looming over you like a hawk!

When he has to stay away from camp he thinks fondly about your smile and laugh, and how much you make him smile and laugh. He misses the sound of your voice, the way you affectionately pat his arm and feed his horse peppermints when you think Arthur isn’t watching.

Really, it’s only when he’s away from you that he realises how he’s fond of you and debates for an eternity about telling you how he feels.

If he’s unable to move pass how he feels, then he might tell you, but it could be a year or more until he actually does reveal all!

If he does, he’s very earnest, but also terrified that you might reject him. He’ll nervously glance up at your face, trying to guess what you’re thinking and feeling.

‘Ain’t goin’ to lie anymore, darlin’, I’ve grown sweet on ya. Have felt that way for a while. I know I ain’t a good man, don’ deserve ya, but I do… like yer quite a bit.’

Sean MacGuire

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So I have an request

I need in my life sort of grumpy/ sunshine and enemies to lovers trope!

Of course Arthur being grumpy and Reader teasing and annoying him for fun!

Might be with smut, with angry Arthur showing reader that her teasing must come to an end. 😏 tho I really need how their relationship would develop 🙏🙏

Hello, I hope this is ok :) I've only done a bit of fluff and a short hc. I'm going to pace myself with smut writing, so this is just the beginning of the relationship. Hope you enjoy!

When Arthur meets you for the first time he’s not in the best of moods. He had slept poorly the night before, hadn’t eaten well all day, been pissed off by Micah and because he got back late, he didn’t even get a decent serving of stew - just the burnt bit at the bottom.

So safe to say he’s a grumpy boy who isn’t interested in entertaining folk and plans to just sulk rest on his cot.

But he’s grabbed by Mary-Beth and Tilly who insist he has to meet the new gang member.

Arthur grumbles mightily, but is eventually forced over to where you were chatting with Sean. He immediately notices your big grin and eyes sparkling with mirth. He does his best to ignore the swooping sensation in his chest, when he hears you laugh.

Mary-Beth introduces you both and you offer him a hand to shake. Arthur scowls and gives it a half-hearted shake, more to hide the fact he is immediately intrigued by you than actual contempt or dislike.

‘Let me guess, they keep you around for your sense of humour and winning smile?’ you tease.

Sean cackles, Arthur scowls further and stomps off to his cot. He does his best to write in his journal and focuses on the previous events of the day, but he can’t help his eyes drifting over to you and writing just a very small paragraph.

‘If they’re making Sean and Uncle laugh like that, then I fear we have collected another fool for their entertainment, rather than someone who could be useful!’ he writes. He does feel a bit bad about it come the morning, but the writing remains in his journal.

Annoyingly, over the next few weeks you prove yourself beyond useful. You’re a quick, accurate shot, a keen thief with light fingers and, more importantly to Arthur, an excellent horse rider who cares for their horse a good deal.

Not that he gives you a lot of praise. Arthur scolds and dismisses your work, not wanting you to get cocky or arrogant. The fact that you don’t even let his barbs and comments bother you irritates him more.

You’re constantly making jokes and quips at his expense, though he’s fortunate the rest of the gang never seem to be around when you do.

‘You know, if you keep frowning like that the wind might change and then you’ll be stuck- Ah, I think it might be too late actually!’

‘Beans, beans and more beans isn’t actually the full three course meal you seem to think it is!’

‘You can laugh at my jokes, you know. It’s probably causing you great internal harm to not do so!’

‘Tell a funny one then and I’ll think about it!’

‘Uncle’s ass?’

‘That ain’t a joke.’

‘Yeah, it’s a crime against humanity!’

He actually manages a snort of laughter after that.

‘But seriously, why are you always so grumpy? Whatever did I do?’ You flutter your eyelashes at him in a pretence of innocence and Arthur ignores the little flip his stomach does.

‘You waste everyone’s time with yer nattering and jokes and nonsense!’

‘Oh, but Arthur, nattering and jokes and nonsense are all I have! You can’t take it away from me.’

‘Get enough of it from Sean, don’ need more of tha’!’

‘I think you enjoy it really!’ a teasing smirk on your face.

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311 notes - Posted May 25, 2022

Happy Birthday, Mr Morgan

As requested by @mrs-morgan-13 here's my 'Arthur receives a birthday gift and is flattered because generally his birthday goes unnoticed and you both have a crush on each other, but because you're both as dumb as rocks neither of you realise it' fic :D

Hope you enjoy!

Warnings: None, tis all fluff.

It was a warm day in the Lemoyne countryside, but then that wasn’t exactly a surprise. The last week had been a mad rush of moving from Horseshoe Overlook to a spot that was close to Rhodes and near Flat Iron Lake. You were relieved about that, glad that the occasional cool breeze would drift lazily across the still water and provide some relief from the midday heat.

You couldn’t exactly blame anyone else for forgetting, especially because since Blackwater you had all been trying to get by and salvage what you could. The last few days of setting up camp, hunting, fishing and repairing tools, clothes and wagons had filled everyone’s time. There wasn’t much money or inclination for anyone to celebrate birthdays. Though Jack would remind anyone who listened that his was on 15th January, just in case it had been forgotten!

Most birthdays went unremarked, perhaps some drinks and songs in the evening, but you hadn’t gone out for a proper celebration for anyone’s birthday in a long time. Gifts, cards and cake wasn’t considered a necessity that the Van Der Linde gang should waste precious funds on. You understood the reasoning why, but when you scored $40 last week, you decided to buy a gift for a gang member whose birthday was coming up soon.

Arthur wouldn’t expect anything for his birthday, but you knew how hard he worked. How busy he was and how much he gave to the gang. Hell, even that day he had left camp early to go out on a job. So you were left waiting by the large oak tree that dominated the centre of camp, hoping he would return. Knowing your luck, he wouldn’t even come back tonight and would camp out somewhere for a week!

You hoped he would like your gift. It was quite difficult to know what to get the man. A horse would’ve been the best gift, but that was certainly something out of your budget! In any case, Arthur preferred to capture and tame the horse himself. It was how he got you your beautiful Blue Roan Nokota that you called Misty. You adored her with all your heart and so it felt right to at least thank him properly with a birthday gift.

You heard heavy footsteps coming towards you and looked up to finally see the man himself, returning back to camp. Arthur was heading towards his own wagon and gave you a two fingered wave as he walked by. You quickly got to your feet and followed him. Hopefully, you could speak to him before anyone else did and dragged him off on another job!

‘Hi, Arthur!’ you called out and smiled as he turned around.

‘Hello,’ he replied, tossing his hat down on the nearby table. He gave you a warm smile, then looked at you with some suspicion in his gaze. ‘Can I help yer?’

‘No, well… I’ve got something for you.’

He looked a little confused by the notion. ‘Why?’

You smiled at him gently. ‘It’s your birthday, Arthur. You remember? You told me it was 30th June.’

He was unbuckling his gun belt and looked up frowning. You watched his lips moved as though he was working out what day you were on and then sudden realisation appeared on his face. You couldn’t help the giggle that slipped out at his raised brows and slightly opened mouth.

‘So it is!’ He let out a sigh. ‘Hardly feels like it has been a year.’

You nodded. ‘Yes, so happy birthday, Arthur.’

He chuckled at that and put the gun belt away in the chest by his bed. ‘Thank you.’

You pulled out his present from your pocket. You had wrapped it in some old newspaper you had found and tied it up with one of your ribbons. A dark blue one that you no longer wore but kept for sentimental reasons. You extended the gift towards him and he finally looked down at it.

‘Oh, you didn’ have to do tha’.’ He pushed the gift back towards you.

‘But I did,’ You extended it to him again. ‘And it’s useful. It’s a useful, practical, boring gift like you.’ Arthur smiled slightly and grudgingly placed his hand out for the gift. You passed it to him and felt your cheeks warm on hearing Arthur’s soft rumble of laugh.

‘Yer too stubborn.’

He untied the ribbon and pulled away the paper, revealing the knife you had brought. You bit your lip, trying to hide your smile, as Arthur gave a low whistle of approval. It had certainly cost a little more than you would usually spend, but you wanted to show Arthur that he deserved something nice and that you at least appreciated everything he did.

His fingers carefully traced over the engraved stag on the blue steel blade, then tested the weight of the ebony wood handle. He placed his thumb against the edge of the blade, seeing how sharp it was. You smiled as his focused was drawn to the knife. It looked like your gut had spoken true and Arthur liked his gift.

‘I know you lost the knife you liked in Blackwater, so I thought-’

‘It’s perfect,’ he said, looking up at you. You pressed your lips together with happiness and felt the warm flush on your face once more. His gaze was intensely fixed on yours and you could have quite easily drowned in the blue-green depths. ‘Thank you.’

‘You’re welcome,’ you breathed out.

Arthur pulled out the old knife he had been using from the holster, then replaced it with the new blade. ‘Yer know, heard tale that it was bad luck to give yer sweetheart a knife as a gift.’ He suddenly finished fussing with the knife and looked back up at you nervously. ‘Not that I’m saying yer my sweetheart or tha’ it would be bad luck-!’

‘I know,’ you reassured him, though felt a swirling, nervous feeling in your gut. Perhaps you shouldn’t have wanted to be Arthur Morgan’s sweetheart, but the suggestion buzzed around your head like an excitable gnat.

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OH NO! HE'S HOT AND EMOTIONALLY REPRESSED BECAUSE OF HIS TRAGIC BACKGROUND! 😭😭😭🥵🥵🥵

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halt-kun · 2 years ago

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Hunter x Hunter Chapter 170 - Three-Way Struggle (1)

LET’S GOOO

not sure I will liveblog a lot today

Gon putting in danger everyone aside, let’s see the next page

Okay so Genthru wanting the original isn’t just some ego thing

he has a reason, they must Paladin’s necklace to take it

meaning it’d be hilarious if they manage to get Tsez’s clone of 02 - patch of shore

It’s true too you can’t fight a single star hunter like that

Menchi was also single star so she must be at least around Tsez’ level

Tsez is pretty clever about GI

Also playing the sacrificial pawn, but he did say even if he recovered he doubt he could win

At least he realizes how bad he fucked up there

One week !

Will we make a whole team then ? Probably not since it was not in the 2011 anime

True they found out before the call

At least, it’s not Gon’s fault

Yeah But Gon and Killua will keep the originals anyway until then

Of course it’s better that way since Genthru will focus on Tsezguerra first

Oh that’s a bit dumb, why not negotiate a leave card with someone who wants to leave, they wouldn’t care about giving all their cards and then giving 75 to you

I love when protagonist needs to bring forth an opportunity through strategy

We’ll fight good don’t worry

Thank god we have Biscuit

already aware of what to focus on

and how to best manage this time

I always forget how most panels where the PT appears are so good

Okay, nice use of Machi’s ability

Why send Hisoka for negotiation ? You want to stay hidden and people might recognize you as PT ?

Nobu wears shorts under his kimono ?

URGHHH Hisoka please stop

but yep he didn’t use nen to detect the person in hiding

just weird senses

Hisoka go fuck something in Ai Ai, I don’t care but do something to a npc

I love seeing Kalluto gendered as a girl in french and male in english

They always stroke me as either a boy or non binary

I would trust Hisoka so much for anything that aligns with his needs

I love Machi

don’t worry Hisoka you probably won’t

at least not that easily

and you won’t have only Machi after you

CRINGE

the most gen z Hisoka ever got

Tsezguerra can be so cold sometimes already prepared to Gon, Killua and Biscuit eventual defeat

Yeah,; you need to focus on Genthru first for three weeks

you have a nice reason to be motivated too

not dying and winning the game

82 - Divine retribution, you’re sure to win against Hisoka, I hope gayness isn’t a sin for this staff or I’ll need to have a conversation with Ging about some stuff

83 - we already talked about this sword

84 - Gon’s pretty necklace

85 - To protect against objects from cards, could be useful

86 - How to make people leave the island, LEAVE used as arrows

87 - How to block all spells that allow to move away, jamming shield

88 - Okay another weapon

89 - It’s what Sub and Bara used to collect cards from Tsezguerra’s group

90 - I would definitely use this for cramming

I probably won’t liveblog another chapter today so good night guys !

#hxh c170 #hxh manga #hxh liveblog

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torotoro0 · 2 years ago

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Since your requests are open, can I request some hc's for dating eddie munson? If, your not busy of course. :>

Dating "Eddie the Banished" would include:

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you cleaning up his messes everywhere he leaves. Beers, cigarettes, musty crusty socks, drug packets, you name it. (This man hides tons of material things you don't ever want to see)

You should always be there in ALL his dnd games. You miss one? That's fine he'll forgive you.

But he'll be pouty like a child.

And forgives you after after a short time, your boy doesn't want to stay mad at his darling.

Their was one time where Eddie was trying to convince you to try his packets. Of course, to his dismay, you disagreed.

It won't hurt to try a little right?

No Eddie, it's bad for my health, and for your health too.

Him teaching you how to play electric guitar, or drums.

Okay you have to hold this here... Wait not that! Okay correct.

Knocking on your room window to let him in, your parents said they don't want a scrunchy kid hovering over their child.

Bby got sad when he heard what they said. (·•᷄∩•᷅ )

When you get a scrape on your knee (for whatever reasons) or any injury, he starts wailing and screeching of panic because he doesn't know what to do. (poor boy just wants to help).

Please tell me this isn't DIABETES!

Calm down Eddie its just scrape.

If your shorter than him, he'll tease you by giving you head pts that'll ruin your hair, or when lying down he'll be the big spoon

If your taller, he'll still want to be the big spoon,but he doesn't want head pats, he said he'll look like a fool.

He has license, but he wants you to drive for him so you two can spend more time together.

Forehead kisses.

Its simple really, Its like his hellos and goodbyes, but not all the time.

When he's drunk, he tends to confess things to you and you'll be standing there like- 🧍‍♀️

When he turns sober, he'll keep apologizing until you get tired of him saying the same thing over and over again.

I told you Eddie, Its fine you don't have to worry about it.

[sniff] Really?

Yes Eddie, now, take a bath, you stink.

He'll be trying to teach you how to play dnd so you can play with them, but you don't seem to understand the mechanics.

AGAIN, Y/N when you roll the dice and it turns [number] It means you win, but when it turns [number] you lose.

Is it only these two numbers when you lose or win? But there are a lot of numbers on the dice.

He gives up in the end, he says you don't have any hope of playing the game.

He doesn't want his hair touched, but with the right persuading, and bribing, you may, MAYBE, can do his hair.

Studying together, because '86 is his year baby!

Passing notes during classes.

Both of you went to detention straight away.

It's ok we'll spend time together there.

When you decide to sleepover in his trailer, he'll cook you the typical breakfast.

The toast is burned. Egg has already popped on the middle.

Its okay Eddie, I like already popped eggs.

You sure? Maybe your just saying that so I won't feel bad.

He tends to get jealous when you get comfortable with his other band members, jocks, or just normal people.

His hands snakes around your shoulders. Bby wants to show them who you belong to. ( •̀ - •́ )

Buys you anything on your anniversaries. [depends on his money tho]

Your always the first person to hear his notes for their new 'Album'

Is it bad? I'll make a another one.

No, no, its great, keep up the hard work!

Corny jokes, ALL THE TIME.

So, what else did you steal other than my heart?

I'd always die for you if you were death.

Even if you were Medusa, I'll look into you eyes even if in exchange for my life.

I think your suffering from the lack of vitamin ME.

He loves seeing you wear his clothes, whether its from shirts to pants, socks, shoes.

He definitley gave you your own Hell Fire shirt.

Even if you don't wear them, as long as you keep the shirt, he's grateful.

You got drunk one time so he piggy-backed you until he arrived at your house, But he sneaked in the window with you and put you to bed.

But over-all, he loves you and you love him, that's all that matters for him.

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captinsteveharrington · 2 years ago

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Will and Lucas Head Canons

(If you don’t ship it that’s your business)

Max and Lucas decide to just be friends following the events of 86’, Lucas is there for Max every step of her recovery. They are amazing friends, it’s really cute.

Will finally gets over Mike after the 100th time he says something dumb and hurtful, The Party temporally disbands, Dustin gets Mike to go to therapy and somehow Lucas ends up at The Byers house. They spend the mayoralty of the summer together.

When Lucas tries out for basketball in 87’ Will stays after school just incase it goes bad. It doesn’t, Lucas makes the team again, Will is over the moon.

Their first public appearance is Will in the bleachers at a home game along with Steve, Charles, and Erica. Hawkins’ loses but Will buys Lucas ice cream with his money from helping Hop with yard work.

Will shows up to every home game the entire season and when they go to state he and Steve and The Sinclair Clan drive out to be there. Hawkins wins, Lucas actually gets the winning basket. Afterwords Will and Lucas have a moment alone (maybe a little kissy but mostly pg)

At this point The Party is pretty sure they know what’s going on between them but they wait until Lucas and Will are ready to come out. Eddie does give them a ‘fatherly’ talk, it’s very awkward but from a place of love.

Semi formal/homecoming happens and Lucas dance-poses to Will during Hellfire which Will and Dustin co-DM, something cheesy like: It would be a slam dunk if you’d go to homecoming with me…. Will says yes.

Steve and Hop and Jonathan help Will get ready for the dance, lots of pictures and hair fixing. Lucas and Will have a great time, but take Jane and Max as their dates just to be safe (small town American ya know). Jane is Wills date and Max is Lucas’. The girls match with each other and the boys match as well.

At the end of the summer Lucas is learning how to drive and he takes Will on a drive around Hawkins, he asks Will to be his boyfriend in the old junkyard at sunset. Will is over the fucking moon.

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xanderbaegaerts · 2 years ago

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Ranking post season teams based on how much I will root for them to win the world series (from least to most)

12. Yankees: obvious, but I would literally rather the world series get cancelled than have them win it.

11. Astros: I’m only like 10% bitter about 2017, this is mostly because I’m bored with them. except christian vazquez (please come home)

10. Dodgers: See Astros. Let someone else have a turn. thnx.

9. Mets: I don’t really care that much about the mets but I hate steve cohen so I don’t want to support him

8. Phillies: this is the part of the order where I start not caring that much. Phillies are ok, but bryce harper annoys me

7. Padres: Similar to Phillies. I don’t care that much but fuck manny machado. They end up above philly because of don orsillo.

6. Rays: This is where I do start to care again. I like an underdog story, even though the rays drive me crazy during the regular season

5. Braves: Again, I’m always up for an underdog. Plus we haven’t had a repeat in a while and I’d be ok with the braves breaking that streak.

4. Cardinals: I know as a red sox fan I’m supposed to hate the cardinals, but Pujols, Molina and Wainwright are just too good a story not to root for.

3. Blue Jays: The blue jays destroyed us this year, but I actually like their vibe. Plus their minor league team plays in my hometown so i gotta support my boys.

2. Mariners: Great story, they are a fun team to watch and I’ve never had any bad feelings toward them. Also Julio Rodriguez is a CUTIE

1. Guardians: There are several reasons I’ve chosen them as my top team. Firstly (and most importantly) this is my husbands team and I want to stay married. Secondly, Tito is my childhood hero. Thirdly, their WS drought is approaching that of the Red Sox 86 years and I won’t let them surpass our suffering. We earned that distinction.

#please share your rankings #also if you support any of the teams I don't like thats fine #this is all in good fun #except the yankees fuck them #red sox #mlb #baseball #playoffs #postseason

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mattsboldyy · 3 years ago

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Just another Girl | Jack Hughes | Part 2

Summary: Things between you and Jack have changed. A lot. You just can’t seem to get him out of your head. No matter how hard you tried. You seem to see Jack’s face in everybody. Your friend scored some tickets to a devils game... what happens next?

Requested- Nope :)

Words- 1k

Warnings- angsts, sad, very very sad, mentions of mental health issues, female reader

Requests- Open

Tagging some friends -@mysoftboybowen@ricohenrique @lovereadinghockeyy @cherrylita @dumbbrunettechild @2manytabsopen @prettyboyjackhughes @hawksgirl1

Authors Note- This fic is based of ‘Groupie’ by Cate. Enjoy!

It had been 2 weeks since you and Jack talked, the longest you’ve ever spent apart much less not talking to each other. You still didn’t understand what happened to Jack, well... you didn’t understand what happened to you and Jack’s relationship.

”Hi girly!” Claire, your best friend, said through the phone that was currently being held up to your ear.

”Hi Claire!” You said, shutting your laptop and getting up from your desk.

”Okay, I have something to tell you..” Claire said.

”Okay..? Is everything okay?” You said, worrying from the tone in her voice.

”I’m fine but I’m not sure if you’ll be-“ Claire said before you cute her off.

”Just spit it out!” You said, giggling.

”Okay! I have 2 New Jersey Devils tickets for tomorrow night.. I know you might not want to go because of... you know... Jack.. but you’re the only person I want to invite.” Claire said.

“Y-yeah.. I’ll go!” You said, not to sure about your decision after saying it.

”Okay! Just tell me if you change your mind.. I understand!” Claire said.

”Yeah sure! Thank you! I love you best friend!” You said, before hanging up after hearing Claire respond.

You put on a red oversized sweater that you got for Christmas a year ago with some black ripped jeans with white tennis shoes before walking out your apartment door and heading to your car, and then on the way to the rink. You were nervous about seeing Jack, even though he might not talk to you. Jack has caused you so much self doubt and anxiety that you’re scared to meet new people due to the fear they might just ghost you one day like Jack did. You decided you were going to go and enjoy time with your best friend anyway. You couldn’t let some boy ruin your happiness.

“Hi gorgeous! You look amazing!” Claire said, hugging you and looking at your outfit.

”Thank you lovely! You look amazing too!” You said as Claire handed you your ticket.

”Thanks babe, you ready to go in?” Claire asked, taking your hand.

”Ready as I’ll ever be!” You said, walking towards the ticket scanners.

“These are out seats!” Claire said, gesturing for you to go into the seating isle first.

”These are great.. but why so close to the glass?” You asked, Jack crawling his way back into your head.

”Come on Y/N. Don’t worry about Jack. He doesn’t deserve you. Seat right here and show him what he’s missing.“ Claire said, pushing your shoulders down in the seat.

You just sighed and sat down, waiting for warm ups to start. You were thinking about what Claire said... Jack wouldn’t miss you. He wouldn’t miss a girl with self doubt and bad anxiety that refuses to do anything that reminds her of himself. Well, that’s what you thought. Soon enough, warmups started and you say ‘86’ skate out onto the ice. You turned and looked up to the rest of the seats, avoiding the possibility of Jack recognizing you.

“Y/N! Stop it. Look at the ice.” Claire said, looking at you.

”Claire...” You said, turning around before you met eyes with Jack.

He gave you a look that you couldn’t really read. You didn’t know if it was a good look or a bad look. He just kinda looked at you and looked away. You watched him skate away. On his 2nd lap, you looked at him and he had winked at this girl sitting a few rows above you. This is why you had second thoughts about coming. You’re going to get heartbroken over and over again.

”Did he just-“ Claire said.

”Yeah. He did.” You said, looking back up at the girl Jack just winked at.

”I’m sorry.” Claire mumbled.

”It’s okay.“ You said back before watching the rest of the hockey game.

New Jersey ended up winning. Jack scored a goal. You still cheered even though you were bitter and didn’t want to. After the game you and Claire stayed in your seats and talked a few minutes. When you were getting up from your seats, you looked at the ice and a girl, a very pretty girl, came towards Jack who was still on the ice. Jack picked her up, kissed her, and spun her around. Your heart dropped. Why does the world hate you. After Jack put the girl down, Jack looked exactly at you and then looked away.

”What a bitch.” You mumbled.

“What?” Claire asked, turning around in the same isle to face you.

”Can we just go? Please?” You asked, with Claire nodding and walking up the steps, shortly exiting the arena.

After getting to your car, and Claire apologizing a million times, you drove home. You felt numb. You can’t believe Jack forgot you that quickly.

When you got home, you looked at instagram and saw that Jack posted a picture with the same girl, with the caption ‘So thankful to have you. ❤️‘ You almost threw up. How gross can they get.

You went to sleep, realizing that you need to stop thinking about Jack. You needed to get up and stop feeling sorry for yourself.

So, that’s exactly what you did

#jack hughes imagine #jack hughes fic #kay releases fics #nhl imagine #hockey imagine #jack hughes x fem!reader

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We realized it’s been a while since our first canon rec list came out, so we decided to create a second part to it! We hope you enjoy these fics. If you enjoy BLP making rec lists, please be sure to reblog this post to spread the word. Happy reading!

1) That Summer Feeling | Explicit | 2093 words

"It was still a lazy summer evening, the sun was still floating in the sky and the balcony window was letting in a warm breeze. Harry thumbed at Louis’ hipbone, easing his lips off Louis’ skin just to mumble “Turn over, darling.” Louis cracked a small smile, turning over slowly and revealing the back half of his naked body. Harry’s tongue felt too big for his mouth. He swallowed as he took in the sight. He’d never get tired of this."

Louis tries to quit smoking, but none of his methods work. Harry comes up with a new idea that involves lots of sucking.

3) Spirit Meets The Bones | Explicit | 3220 words

The action shouldn’t fill his eyes with tears but it does. These small gestures mean the world to him. A steady reminder that Harry does notice all the tiny, seemingly insignificant details that make Louis him.

4) Blue Eyes, Black Jeans, Lighters, Candy | Explicit | 3629 words | Sequel

Harry is in Madrid and Louis had a hard week.

5) This Is Where I Sleep | Explicit | 3678 words

Harry and Louis go camping while on break and make some memories.

6) A Touch of Your Love | Explicit | 3856 words

Harry needs to work out. Louis wants him to pay attention to him. They find a compromise.

7) We’ve Got A Vicious Streak | Explicit | 4073 words

In the aftermath of 1DDay, Harry finds a way to help Louis relax.

8) The Sound Of Silence | Explicit | 4272 words

Note: This fic is locked and can only be read by AO3 users.

Early the next morning, Louis had been scrolling through Twitter when he first saw the wild conspiracy.

“What if the person in the VIP box is actually Xander?”

Louis had almost choked on his coffee. Xander? Of all the people Harry had been connected to over the last few years, this person was speculating Harry was secretly in love with Xander Ritz?

9) Cherries In The Snow | Mature | 5151 words

It’s Valentine’s Day, and Harry is not in the mood. So naturally, Louis lets Harry paint his body with kiss marks to make him feel better.

10) At The End Of My Rope | Mature | 5608 words

The one where they go to Crete and Harry is definitely hiding something.

11) Just Stop Your Crying (It's a Sign of the Times) | Explicit | 5864 words

My own imagining of the inspiration for Sign of the Times. Featuring boys in love, even after all this time.

12) Maybe My Heart’s Numb | Mature | 6007 words

"Lou."

He breathes in sharply and turns to his right, the source of the voice just having sat down. "Yeah?" he asks softly, trying to get his voice to come out as evenly as possible.

Harry stares at him with an unreadable look on his face, then looks down. Louis' gaze follows.

Oh.

Harry's holding his right hand, a completely burnt out cigarette lying underneath it.

13) Singing Your Praises | Explicit | 6226 words

Prompt 86: Louis rides Harry while wearing his packer’s jersey/sweater and gets his ass ate.

14) The Window To The Soul | Explicit | 6925 words

Harry comes off stage at iHeart 2017 and really needs a bit of physical affection.

15) PDA: Public Displays of Arousal | Mature | 7281 words

"He soon ventured out on a relaxing stroll along the damp shore, pouting down at the very dainty size of the footprints he made in the wet sand. He could already picture Harry making a large footprint right next to it just to coo at their very distinct size difference, and Louis didn’t know whether to grin or grimace. He looked up from the ground to observe the colorful assortment of tents and umbrellas from the people scattered along the sand, and the people themselves were-

Well, they were all naked."

16) Cease The Day | Explicit | 8195 words

In which 1D Day takes on a whole new meaning.

Instead of a seven hour livestream, the One Direction team deem it more profitable to offer an entire day spent with any one member of the band for the highest bidder. What happens when the same buyer wins both Louis and Harry for a day?

17) Little White Lies | Explicit | 10450 words

Louis makes an off hand comment in an interview then comes home to find Harry has laid his old braces out on their bed.

18) Tomorrow You Won’t Be Mine | Explicit | 13592 words

Louis and Harry were larry, until they broke up and weren’t. Years into the hiatus Louis finds himself in Philadelphia for a music festival, completely unaware that Harry has a show that night there too until fans start to freak out online. Louis has things to get off of his chest about their break up all those years ago and turns up to Harry’s concert without notice, leaving Harry in complete shock. Feelings overwhelm them both, leading to a night where they realise just how much they missed eachother...

19) With the Certainty Of Tides | Mature | 13980 words

“Love you,” Louis whispered in the dark. He didn’t know what time it was or where the light had gone, he knew that he was in Harry’s arms, basking in the afterglow of all their love and he’d be a fool to not tell Harry that. As if Harry didn’t know.

“Love you,” was whispered back, as if Louis didn’t know. They confessed to each other as if it was their first time saying it, raw and painful, and listened to it the very same way, but they knew those words to be the only ones true.

With all the certainty of the tides, with all the light from the sun, with all the steady beats of their hearts, they were deftly in love, in secret and so loudly. They were brave and fearless and strong and hopelessly devoted in every sense of their breaths.

“We made it, baby,” Harry mumbled, bringing their lips into a final kiss, sweet and soft and the color of pink. They already knew that, didn’t fight tooth and nail and argued through every petty year and bleed their hearts into the words they sang and on their skin for them to have not made it home.

They were home.

20) Bang Bang (My Baby Shot Me Down) | Not Rated | 16683 words

The one where Harry wants a little more in the bedroom and has a habit of putting his foot in his mouth.

21) Oblivious | Explicit | 19096 words

Where Louis gets a little crush on Luke and for some reason Harry starts acting weird.

22) Late Night Devil (Put Your Hands On Me) | Explicit | 20086 words

Harry Styles has always put up with him. With every snip of attitude, every idiotic act of stubbornness, every harsh and sour word. Each time Louis thinks he's stepped too far, clung too tight, bitten too hard, Harry is there to forgive him, to protect him, to hold him. Maybe he was naive to think that, no matter how hard he pushed, Harry would never move.

Maybe he should have seen it coming.

23) England Has My Bones | Explicit | 24087 words

The next time Harry thinks about calling, it’s 4.14 in the morning on a Parisian hotel balcony.

24) Pink In The Night | Explicit | 32324 words

His finger was tapping on Louis’ chat before Harry could even think about it, eyes reading over the last text he’d sent Louis. I miss you. Do you miss me?

Harry had felt so pathetic that December night, alone in the dark room of the Japanese apartment he’d been staying at, the strong smell of alcohol clinging to his clothes.

Louis hadn’t replied, but Harry wasn’t surprised; he had texted Louis a few times before while he’d been away, but there had never been a response.

It pained him to admit that this was their new normal.

25) What’s Mine Is Yours To Make Your Own | Mature | 39919 words

Sometimes, the closest Harry ever feels to home is Louis. It’s their shared hotel rooms on tour, their shoes toed off in the doorway next to each other, jackets hung on the same post. It’s everything he doesn’t notice until it’s been taken away from him.

Check out our other fic rec lists by category here and by title here.

#fic recs #larry #bottom louis #top harry #canon #blp fic recs #blp

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The Search for the Mysterious Mothman | a HQ Buzzfeed Unsolved AU

AWWW YEHH BOIS Y'ALL HAV BEEN WAITIN FOR THIS HAVEN’T U

akaashi: in this episode of buzzfeed unsolved–

bokuto: *vibrating with excitement* MOTHMAN!! WE’RE GOING TO MOTHMAN CITY!!

akaashi: …yes. also, it’s called Point Pleasant, West Virginia

bokuto: Mothman City

akaashi: *stares at camera*

• akaashi isn’t much of a fan of a cryptids but he delivers a flawless intro anyway about the first mothman sighting with bokuto interjecting at certain points

akaashi: i’m just wondering,, why the name mothman?

bokuto: it’s a moth combined with a man. mothman

akaashi: but should we assume their gender?? what if they you know, they prefer to be called mothwoman? or moth-person?

bokuto: mOTHFELLA

bokuto: mothman sounds cooler

akaashi: admittedly,, yes

*cut to montage of the two of them packing their things to travel to west virginia. akaashi has a shit ton of equipment and bokuto’s suitcase is full of neon mothman shirts*

*insert clip of the two of them in a hotel, taken from akaashi’s phone*

bokuto: *lying on the bed in the dark with his phone* mothman call, take 53: eeeeeeeeEEEEEeeeEeeeeeeEeeee

akaashi: *hiding under the pillows* he’s been doing this for three hours

*insert clip of the two of them in a car*

akaashi: *singing along* WEST VIRGINIAAAA, MOUNTAIN MAMAAAAA

bokuto: *recording with his phone* he’s been doing this for 3 hours

akaashi: TAAAAKE ME HOOOOME, COUNTRY ROAAAADS

bokuto: if we’re going to west virginia, that implies the existence of a north, east, and south virginia

akaashi: there’s just virginia and west virginia, bokuto-san

bokuto: ,,,what the fuck?

fINALLY they arrive in mothman city and bokuto is tHRIVING

he drags akaashi to any store that sells mothman merch and that’s pretty much every store

akaashi tries his best to make everything still be as documentary-like as possible and introduce things relevant to the history of mothman

akaashi: and here, we have the original transcripts of the first mothman sighting by the four friends – *stares into the distance*

cameraman: *turns around and gets a shot of bokuto putting on mothman-themed boxers over his jeans*

bokuto: there wasn’t a dressing room and i wanted to wear them now

and then they take a million pictures with the mothman statue

bokuto tries to climb the statue so it looks like mothman’s carrying him but a guard tells him off

akaashi glanced at mothman’s ass and snapped a pic of it

they can’t end their day without having some mothman pizza

yes its a thing it was in the buzzfeed unsolved episode and it looks ePIC

bokuto practically cries at the sight it looks so beautiful

akaashi’s lowkey like ‘why tf does the pizza look like this’but he doesn’t have the heart to tell bokuto

finally they sleep at a nearby hotel that has a mothman poster and mothman-themed bedsheets (which akaashi didn’t know about beforehand but he suspected as much from bokuto)

akaashi: *staring at the mothman poster right in front of his bed* it’s… staring at my soul

bokuto: mothman call, take 86: eeeEEEeEEEEeEEEE

the next day they finally get down to Looking for Mothman

*cut back to the interview room*

akaashi: for this episode, bokuto and i have made a bet on who can get the best evidence of mothman’s existence. if i win, we’re leaving Point Pleasant the next day

bokuto: and if i win we’re staying one more day!

akaashi: are you sure you want to go through with this bet?

bokuto: i’ll have you know, akaashi, i have a killer strategy *raises eyebrows at camera*

*back to mothman city*

akaashi: *standing in front of a clearing in the forest* this is where the first mothman sighting was. my plan is to set up motion cameras all around the space and then use radiowave frequency on a satellite to lure him out

*insert clip of akaashi setting up cameras and him cursing when one of them falls over*

bokuto shows up later at night wearing a trenchcoat and akaashi proudly shows him his set-up

akaashi: with my motion camera set-up i’ll definitely get some evidence on mothman’s existence.

bokuto: *takes off trenchcoat to reveal his outfit: fishnet stockings, a skirt, a crop top, really huge moth wings made out of paper, and a fuzzy antenna headband* I’M GOING TO SEDUCE MOTHMAN

akaashi: …

bokuto: because i dressed up as mothwoman

akaashi: …

bokuto: also i made my mothman call recordings into a CD and i’m blasting it from a boombox

akaashi: … a bit heteronormative but ok

*later on*

akaashi, watching bokuto shaking glowsticks and attaching them to himself: i sure hope this doesn’t awaken anything in me

it does

akaashi goes first by playing his radiowave frequency thingy but the only thing it attracts is a deer and some teenagers smoking fUnny cIgaRettes thinking it was mothman

and then it’s bokuto’s turn

bokuto: *stands in the middle of a clearing with his glowsticks and mothwoman costume and starts playing his mothman calls on his boombox*

akaashi: *watching from afar* this isn’t going to do any– oH MY GOD

his motion cameras pick something up and find a fLYING SHAPE IN THE SKY

Actual Mothman: eeeeeEEeeeEEEEEeeeee

Bokuto: OH MY GOD ITS MOTHMAN ITS MOTHMAN!

akaashi: *surprised pikachu face*

Bokuto: MOTHMAN I’VE LOVED YOU SINCE I WAS A KID. I WROTE YOU 365 LETTERS. I WROTE YOU EVERY DAY FOR A YEAR

Actual Mothman: eeeeeEEEeeEEEeE *flies away*

*the next day*

bokuto, looking out of a window dramatically: not many people will say that they got full, definitive proof that mothman exists. but, i was that man who caught that last night

akaashi: *lying in bed, clearly in a crisis* bokuto-san just dressed up as mothwoman and mothman came… bokuto-san just dressed up as mothwoman and mothman came

bokuto: i think we finally broke him

it takes five hours for akaashi to Accept Everything and they celebrate with even more mothman pizza and yes, staying in Mothman City for one more day

*back in the interview room for the closing remarks*

akaashi: we came to Point Pleasant to gather evidence on whether or not Mothman exists, and yes he fucking does exist and if anyone says no they can fight bokuto’s fishnet-stockinged legs

bokuto: yEAH

akaashi makes bokuto save that mothwoman costume for…purposes

check out my buzzfeed unsolved au here

#haikyuu!! buzzfeed unsolved au #haikyuu buzzfeed unsolved: the search for the mothman #bokuto koutarou #akaashi keiji #bokuaka #haikyuu!!#haikyuu!! headcanons #bokuto x mothman #mothman #it's finally finisheddd #probably the start of more episodes

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tcm · 4 years ago

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In Memory of Brian, Fred and Jerry by Susan King

I mourn the loss of Hollywood legends, especially those I have interviewed over the years. I broke into tears when Debbie Reynolds died four years ago, recalling our last chat together in 2016 when we did a duet of “Moses Supposes.” And I still haven’t watched TO KILL A MOCKINGBIRD (’62) since Gregory Peck died in 2003. I had the opportunity to interview the handsome Oscar-winner at his now torn down home in 1997 and 1999. He was everything you’d hope he would be – sweet, intelligent and funny. He also loved Bob Dylan. His last words to me as he walked me to my car were: “You are a most interesting young lady.”

In 2020 alone, I lost over 20 former interviewees including Kirk Douglas, whom I interviewed eight times between 1986-2017, and my beloved Olivia de Havilland, who I found to be delightful and a bit ribald in the two interviews I did with her. I got more than a little misty when Brian Dennehy, Fred Willard and Jerry Stiller died this year. They were supremely talented and made our lives a little brighter with their performances. And, they all were great guys and fun interviews.

Brian Dennehy

I interviewed Brian Dennehy, who died in April at the age of 81, several times in the early 1990s when I was at the L.A. Times. The former U.S. Marine and football player was intimidating at first sight. He was tall, burly and barrel-chested. He had a no-nonsense quality about him, and he spoke his mind. But he also was funny.

In 1991, discussing how hard it was for some actors to land parts after starring in a TV series, he noted “coming off a TV series is a tough deal, and you go into limbo land for a while, if not forever. Most actors go immediately to the ‘Island of Lost Actors’ and stay there. Troy Donahue is the mayor.” Dennehy never went to that island. Not with the complex and often memorable performances he gave in such films as FIRST BLOOD (’82), SILVERADO (’85), COCOON (’85), PRESUMED INNOCENT (’90) and as Big Tom in the comedy TOMMY BOY (’95).

He was nominated for five Emmys, including one for his chilling turn as serial killer John Wayne Gacy in the miniseries To Catch a Killer (’92).

I had one of the most extraordinary evenings at the theater in 2000 when Dennehy reprised his Tony Award-winning role as the tragic Willy Loman at the Ahmanson Theatre in Los Angeles in the lauded revival of Arthur Miller’s masterpiece Death of a Salesman. It was a gut-wrenching performance that left me emotionally exhausted. He earned another Tony in 2003 as James Tyrone in the revival of Eugene O’Neill’s superb Long Day’s Journey into Night. And he never stopped working.

Shortly after his death, the drama DRIVEWAYS (2020) was released on streaming platforms. And it could be Dennehy’s greatest performance. He plays Del, an elderly widower and Korean War vet who sparks a warm friendship with Cody, the young boy next door. The reviews for the film (it’s at 100% fresh on Rotten Tomatoes) and Dennehy have been glowing. The L.A. Times’ Justin Chang wrote that Dennehy’s Del is as “forceful and tender a creation as any in this great actor’s body of work.” And Jeannette Catsoulis of The New York Times stated: “What we might remember most, perhaps appropriately, are Dennehy’s warm, weary features and rich line readings. In a lovely final monologue, Del advises Cody to avoid rushing past the experiences in life that matter, as they pass so quickly on their own. Much like the careers of beloved actors.”

Fred Willard

I first encountered Fred Willard as the clueless sidekick of sleazy talk show host Barth Gimble (Martin Mull) in the late 1970s on the syndicated comedy series Fernwood Tonight and its continuation America 2-Night. I quickly became a fan, and that admiration grew when he became a member of Christopher Guest’s stock company of zanies in such comedies as WAITING FOR GUFFMAN (’96) and BEST IN SHOW (2000). In the latter, he played the equally clueless dog show announcer Buck Laughlin who quipped in his color commentary, “And to think that in some counties these dogs are eaten.”

Willard told me in a 2012 L.A. Times interview that he didn’t think he was funny until he was an adult. “I always loved comedy growing up – Bob Hope, Red Skelton and Danny Kaye,” said Willard, who died in May at the age of 86.

Willard got a serious part in Tennessee Williams’ one-act in a summer theater group when he was in his 20s. “I was getting laughs on all the lines,” he noted. “The director got upset because the audiences were always laughing. I didn’t try to do it deliberately. Then I realized I would say things around people, and they would laugh. I didn’t mean to be funny. I have always been relaxed around comedy.”

Just as Dennehy, Willard kept working. In fact, he received an Emmy nomination posthumously for his hilarious turn as Ty Burrell’s goofball dad on ABC’s Modern Family. He told me he wished he could try to do more dramatic fare like in Clint Eastwood’s World War II drama Flags of Our Fathers (2006). Willard even called his agent to see if he could get a role in the movie. “Clint Eastwood’s people called back and said, ‘We love Fred, but we are afraid if he appeared on the screen, they might start to laugh.’’’

Jerry Stiller

Jerry Stiller was a real sweetie and also very thoughtful. He sent me a lovely thank you note when I interviewed him and his wife, Anne Meara, in the early 1990s. When I talked to him for his son Ben Stiller’s remake of THE HEARTBREAK KID (2007), Stiller sent me a lovely bouquet of flowers. Ditto in 2010 when I interviewed the couple for a Yahoo! Web series Stiller & Meara: A Show About Everything. I also received Christmas cards until Meara died in 2015.

Baby boomers remember Stiller, who died at 92 in May, and Meara for their smart and sophisticated comedy act, in which the majority of the humor came from the fact that he was Jewish and she was born Irish Catholic. They recorded albums, were popular on the nightclub circuit and did The Ed Sullivan Show three dozen times. They split up their act when musical variety series went away.

Both were terrific dramatic actors. In fact, I saw Stiller in the 1984 Broadway production of Hurlyburly, David Rabe’s scathing look at Hollywood, and he did a 1997 production of Chekhov’s The Three Sisters. Of course, Stiller garnered even more success in his Emmy-nominated role as Frank Costanza, the caustic father of George (Jason Alexander) on NBC’s Seinfeld (1993-98) and was the best reason to watch CBS’ sitcom The King of Queens (1998-2007) as Kevin James’ acerbic father-in-law

But I most remember that 2010 interview where Stiller and Meara bantered back and forth much to my enjoyment. Here they talk about Ed Sullivan:

Anne: I never liked him.

Jerry: You are out of your mind. You never liked him?

Anne: He scared stuff out of me. I am talking about Mr. Sullivan himself. I wasn’t the only one. There were international favorites throwing up in the wings—singers and tenors and guys who spin plates. It was live. We were scared.

Jerry: Ed Sullivan brought us up to the level that we knew we never could get to – him standing there on the right side of the wings laughing, tears coming out of his eyes and then calling us over and saying, ‘You know, we got a lot of mail on that last show you did.’ I said, ‘From Catholic or Jewish people?’ He said, ‘The Lutherans.’”

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You know what’s interesting (and completely heartbreaking)? It’s not a sexuality thing that is forcing Wilhelm to stay in the closet or to hide his relationship with Simon. I mean it is, but it’s not for the usual reasons- as in, it isn’t because Wille doesn’t want people to know that he loves a boy. Instead, it has everything to do with the fact that he’s a royal. He is forced to behave a certain way because of his status. He wouldn’t care personally if people knew that he was not straight if it wasn’t for the fact that he’s a prince. Usually what we see with relationships that are secretive or closeted, it has to do with one or both of the people not being comfortable with coming out or fearful of it. But with this, Wille’s sexuality “crisis” as it were (and even THAT I think was about his status, not his feelings for Simon) lasted all of five minutes. His problem isn’t with being fluid and loving a boy. His problem is because of WHO HE IS and loving a boy. It’s not internal or external homophobia keeping him in the closet. It’s institutionalized and systemic homophobia in the monarchy that is keeping him there. And that is so fucking heartbreaking. Because it has taken the choice away from him to be who he is when given the choice himself, he would be out.

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The Treatment of Capt. Syverson-Chapter Two: Therapeutic Procedure

Pairing: Captain “Sy” Syverson x OFC (Shane Benton)

Summary: Shane and Sy share some moments during their treatment sessions…and a phone call that could set the tone for the next few weeks.

Word Count: 2.6k

Warnings: None, yet… ;)

Author’s Note: Sorry, I was so eager and excited to post the first chapter of this last night, I totally put some inaccurate info in my description notes. I will correct that in the original post and try to do better henceforth! Hope you enjoy Sy and Shane totally flirting some more and getting more friendly in this chapter. Feedback is appreciated! Even constructive criticism! :D

Disclaimer: Unfortunately for me, Henry is not mine, le sigh, and all mention of him, his characters, any characters from his films, or his precious doggy, Kal, are strictly for transformative and recreational use. I neither ask for, nor accept payment for the work I post on Tumblr or AO3. Unbeta’d because this is for fun and escapism.

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Shane woke up that morning with knots in her stomach. She dropped every product she picked up in the shower, she was shaking so much. She accidentally ordered the wrong coffee on her way to work and was now drinking something much less caffeinated and far too sweet for her taste. The barista had informed her it was a grande caramel macchiato with an extra pump of vanilla and extra caramel drizzle…with only two shots of espresso…she couldn't begin to describe how wrong that drink was for her. But it was better than nothing, she told herself, not fully convincingly.

She had chosen her clothes with extra care, even though, with the dress code, her options were limited. And she had made sure to put on a bit of mascara and just a touch of perfume, even though they weren't strictly supposed to wear it…she didn't know why she was bothering.

Well, actually, she did know why. She had been checking her schedule extra diligently lately to make sure she didn't look like a hobo when Sy was coming in. He'd been coming for three weeks now, and after the initial bellyaching about Jordan not being as pretty as her…her heart!...and his feeling extra sore after his visits with him, they were on a roll and had a great chemistry together as far as their treatments went…she tried not to think about…beyond the world of therapy.

She thought back to their first session after she got back from her trip. And the conversation they had.

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"I think the next time you can't see me, I'm just going to cancel." he had sulked as he wiggled his mass of muscle onto the mat.

"Sy, no. you need therapy. Don't be like that to Jordan. He's an excellent therapist."

"He ain't you though." he smirked, sending her heart racing with that smile that somehow managed to look both boyish and rakish under his full, dark beard. Fucking hell. He needed to stop.

"Well, we can't fault him for that, can we? Lay back, Mister." She demanded. Done with the niceties of the evaluation and onto the treatments where she was in charge. The boss.

"Yes, sir!" she laughed at his clear avoidance of calling her ma'am.

"So where'd you go last week? Vacation or stay-cation?" he asked, the term "stay-cation" sounding downright comical coming out of his country-boy mouth.

"I went to the beach. Gulf Shores."

"I thought you looked like you got some sun."

"Yeah," she pretended his noticing the detail of her awesome tan did not send her reeling. "My folks rented a condo right on the water for my siblings and I to come and stay with them. They're still there. It was tough to leave all that beauty." the beach, pretty much any beach, was her favorite place to be.

"I bet…" he looked at her, something dreamy in his eyes, but he looked away before she could process it. "I thought I had my fill of sand and sun when I was over in Iraq. But you make it sound…like paradise." he smiled softly up at her as she worked on his knee, trying to break apart some of the scar tissue from the injuries and surgeries he'd had…and focus on that, and not the warmth rising in her.

"That's the perfect way to describe any place on the Gulf of Mexico. I doubt it's anything like Iraq, since there's so much water around. It's my favorite vacation destination. Well, apart from London."

"Them British folks always seem so stuck up. Don't know if I'd get along with any of 'em."

"It felt like a second home for me. Everyone was very kind and polite, for the most part. At least it was no worse than it is here."

"Maybe it's just because you're so nice."

"Wait 'til about week eight or ten of your protocol. You won't think I'm nice then. You'll be cussing me out and ready to ring my neck."

"Promise?" he asked, a dark grin on his lips and in his eyes…she faltered for a moment, gulping.

"Cut it out, Syverson." she rolled her eyes, covering…without great effect the way he made her feel.

"Yes...ma'am." he smirked with satisfaction.

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And now, today, she'd be treating him again, fairly early in the day, and she had to prepare herself. She'd checked the policy, and although there wasn't anything strictly against dating a patient, it was clearly a conflict of interest, and would be frowned upon by her frigid tyrant of a boss. Best to let things remain platonic for now.

Her 9:30 was a no show, so she finished up some notes and was working on some continuing education credits when messenger popped up around 10:00.

Sergeant Sexypants is here. He's quite early and he knows it…*smirk emoji* he must like you, Shane!

Heather, come on, be respectful…he was discharged at the rank of Captain! *rofl emoji* and I think you might be right about him liking me…*nervous emoji*

Oooooooooh!!! You guys are gonna *couple kissing emoji* *eggplant emoji* *okay emoji* *explosion emoji* *baby emoji*

Omg…*three facepalm emojis* I am going to go ahead and start him early since my 9:30 was a NCNS.

Don't finish him too early. Make it last. *smirk emoji*

Jeez. She closed the chat and went to grab him from the waiting area.

"Hey Sy, you ready?"

"You bet, sunshine!" he flashed her a crooked smile. He was calling her sunshine now…ad that to the list of things she'd have to pretend didn't make her swoon.

"Great. Let's start on the bike. How's the knee feeling today?"

"Oh, it's…about the same. Stiff. Lil' sore."

"Well, it's a slow process, like I told you at your eval. You've got a lot going on in there."

"I know…just…it hasn't taken me four weeks to do anything in my life." he sulked. "So…thinking about this taking…twelve or more…" he grimaced as he sat down on the bike, and adjusted it for his longer than average legs, putting his feet in the pedal stirrups.

"You may not see it, Sy, because you're so close to it, but trust me, you're making progress. I can tell you're doing your exercises at home, and you're always willing to put in the work here. You have no idea how much that sets you apart from…some of these other people." she leaned in closer and spoke the last part more quietly to him. It was true. So many of her patients were either lazy or just in it to appease their MDs into writing them scripts for pain meds. That wasn't Sy.

"You really think so?" he gave her the side eye with his baby blues, crushing her with the color like the waves of the ocean she'd just returned from.

"In fact, I know so." she placed a reassuring hand on his broad and thick shoulder. She felt the tension between them hum, like electric current.

"Now, level one, and a steady pace. You're not trying to win any medals here. I'll take those crutches."

"When ya think I can 86 'em damn things?" he griped as he handed over the assistive devices.

"Well, you see Potter again tomorrow? I'll write an update today and send it to him. If he likes what he reads, or more likely pretends to read, regarding your progress, he may discharge them. Do you feel like you can be good to the knee and treat it nice without using crutches? I don't want you to regress and re-injure yourself. That's not gonna get you into your running shoes any sooner."

"I'll be nice. Real gentle." he winked at her…he wasn't just talking about the knee. And she knew it. But again, she pretended she didn't, ignoring once more those butterflies threatening to choke her they were multiplying so fast in her belly.

"Okay, I'll put that in my note. Patient compliant with instructions to be nice." she laughed.

They talked as they biked, Shane sat on the one next to him and pedaled along with him for something to do other than be idle. She thought it made him feel better as well. Like he wasn't doing it alone. They covered the subject of her siblings, an older brother in IT and a younger sister who was an MA, and his German Shepherd, Aika, which he was allowed to bring home from Iraq after they were both honorably discharged. Music, both of them completely in agreeance about the superiority of classic rock.

"I noticed you've worn a Lynyrd Skynyrd shirt a few times and meant to say something before now."

"Yeah, they're one of my favorites. But there are a few newer groups that I like a lot, too. Kings of Leon got me through some tough times, honestly."

"Oh, they're great! I love their sound. And their lyrics…poetry."

"No shit. Sorry." she shook her head and raised up her hands to indicate that he didn't need to apologize to her for swearing. She'd been known to make sailors blush when she was off the clock. "Only by the Night…that whole album is…it's just in my blood, ya know? Ya ever have an album do that?"

"I have. Whole artists catalogs, actually."

"Which artist?" he prodded.

"The Beatles. Pretty much every song. Like you said, it just, like, I dunno, it's almost deeper than the veins. It's in the marrow. My soul." she stared off out the windows ahead of them, thinking about her favorite band in the world and how magical it was to experience Sir Paul McCartney playing some of her favorites live…twice…and the timer on the bike went off, pulling her from her daydream.

She looked over at him, startled by both the noise, and the dreamy look in his eyes that was becoming all too familiar.

"Sorry." she stood, grabbing his crutches for him and handing them back to him from where she had leaned them as they rode.

"Hey, don't be sorry for…ahem…for loving what you love. We should all…hold on to the things that make us feel like that." she nodded.

"Thanks…I don't think a lot of people…understand the way I…my tendency to take things like music, movies, and shows…books…so deeply to my heart." they walked to the treatment room from the gym, taking their time, since they had it. A rare occurrence for Shane, always needing to capitalize on every spare minute. To make productivity a priority.

"I think…that…well, seeing a pretty grim side of the world like I have…seems like there's enough darkness and bullshit making everyone miserable. If we find something…or…someone…that brings us some happiness or even just makes that misery bearable…we oughta hang onto 'em real tight. Cherish it like gold." the silence in the small room was loud with that electrical hum of their tension again. He'd said all the right things, as he always seemed to, but under the absolute wrong circumstances. She just nodded.

"They teach you philosophy in Basic?" she giggled. He laughed back in response.

"Oh, no, Basic was way easier than…whatever goes on inside of us."

"Speaking of which," she segued deftly, "lay back, and let my try to get some range out of that knee before I take new measurements for this update I'm gonna write."

"Yes, ma'am!" he chuckled.

"You get some sick thrill out of calling me that, don't you?" she scowled playfully at him.

"Oh, you have no idea…ma'am." he winked at her.

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The next day, Shane was wondering how Sy's appointment went as she ate her soup at lunch and caught up on her morning notes. She got a ping on messenger.

You have a gentleman caller…*eggplant emoji* hehe, he's on line three.

Geez…thanks Heather.

No need to ask for a name. She knew Heather meant Sy.

She picked up the phone at her desk in the treatment room.

"Hey Sy! How'd the appointment go?"

"Hey, sunshine…eh…he said I'm doin' good, but he wants me to stay on crutches another two weeks." she could hear grave disappointment in his voice. She felt for him.

"Aww, I'm sorry Sy. I know you wanted off those. And I know they're a pain. Literally and figuratively."

"Why wouldn't he want me off 'em?" he was so frustrated. He must have just left the office.

"Did you ask him that question?"

"You know doctors, Shane. Not like I would have got an answer in plain English. Figured you'd know."

"Well, I haven't seen your post-visit report, but it's my presumption that he wants to play it safe. You know he spent most of his day in the operating room with you, right? An eight hour surgery, you had. He probably doesn't want to undo all that by d/c'ing the crutches too soon."

"I was gonna be careful though, Shane!" he was worked up properly, and she could hear it over the roar of his pickup in the background.

"I know you were, Sy. I'm sure you were going to take all kinds of precautions. But what if you're walking into your kitchen, during a storm, and there's a loud clap of thunder, and Aika gets startled and busts past you? What if you're feeling good one day, and forget about it, and jog to catch up to someone holding the door open for you and miss a stick or something under foot? You can't prepare yourself for every pebble or patch of mud in your path, Sy. Accidents will happen. Some circumstances are beyond our control…we just have to do the best we can. The crutches are going to help you until we get you stronger. That's what we'll focus on until those two weeks are up."

"Why is it you can calm me down like this?" he asked, sincere and truly calmer than he had been.

"I'm just a good therapist, is all."

"Ya don't think that's really all, do ya?" the sound of his deep drawl in her ear from the receiver made her shiver. He was implying something that she just couldn't entertain. It wasn't possible for them right now. Maybe…down the road…in a few weeks…

"I'll see ya tomorrow, Sy. Come ready to work that knee."

"You didn't say no…" he was too hopeful. Damn it, he was cute when he was hopeful. She was glad she couldn't see his face light up like she knew it was doing.

"You may have noted I didn't say yes, either."

"Yet. See ya in the mornin', sunshine."

"Bye, Sy."

She put the receiver in the cradle and her face in her hands.

"Shit."

She had a feeling this particular patient was about to become much more complicated.

Up Next: Chapter Three-Therapeutic Activity

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