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duck-in-a-thrift-store · 8 months ago

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Alright, ik it's been a little while but now it's time for room/character closeup #3

~Max & El's room~

Right off the bat I think it goes without saying their room is quite a bit more *fun* than some of the others; it was heavily inspired by the early s3 aesthetic (before everything went to shit that is), like when Max was helping El try out a new style, so I hope that shows in the colors and patterns I used for the wallpaper/rug/beds

(Also- this isn't character specific- it just makes me happy how the chair matches the wallpaper and the bedspread matches some of the colors in the posters)

Speaking of the posters

I remembered Max introducing El to comics at their sleepover (also s3) so I wanted to use posters that had that comic book/pop art feel to them, hence the pieces over the beds

Max is on the left. I felt like the sheer *attitude* it conveyed was something she would appreciate, that it suited her

El is on the right, and there's like a whole tangent to that one* but it's also another call-back to that s3 moment of Max showing El her comics and telling her who Wonder Woman is (listen I just really loved their dynamic and interactions in s3 ok)

*You might be wondering "duck why would you put a superheroine poster over El's bed are you really taking such a cliche/obvious approach with the decor here"

Listen babe. It's nuanced, okay?

First of all, yeah basically. I'm fine with being cliche. I do what I want and it fit the general vibe I was going for

But more importantly, remember how I mentioned in... one of the other notes posts for this au I honestly don't remember which one at this point- how a recurring theme here will be characters reclaiming things? At least I think I posted that, I know I wrote it down somewhere-

But anywho, yes, this is one of those instances

So I think, before now, El would have gotten to a point where she really resented "superheroes" -or more accurately, being compared to them

After everything. After being taken from her mother and having her childhood stolen from her in order to train her into a mini super soldier. After always having to be the strong one and fighting every battle. After always having to be the superhero for everyone else and still feeling like she can't ever seem to hit the bad guys hard enough to keep them down for good, to keep her friends safe. After having all those expectations and all that pressure on her for years when really she just wants to move on and be a normal kid and get to live her life

And yeah, maybe also after Mike's weak ass speech at the end of s4. I'd probably feel pretty icky if my boyfriend tried to encourage me by reminding me that my value comes from being a sword and shield rather than a person, if I kept getting put on this suffocating pedestal of always having to push myself to keep everyone else safe, and if I believed that was the very reason I was loved

[Don't take this the wrong way I love Michael Wheeler he's like a son to me but I do think that his and El's relationship was very unhealthy and that he didn't handle things very well]

So uh. Yeah. El hated superheroes for a little bit. I'm not sure when they put that poster up but it wasn't when they first moved in

However

After getting away from the place tied to so much of her trauma, so many of her burdens; after getting out of the situation that kept forcing her into the superhero role, I think her views on superheroes just as an objective, fictional concept would start to soften

And also I think the way Max handles it- treating her like she's awesome and strong and special but not dehumanizing her, trusting her but not pressuring her, encouraging her to be and embrace herself- that has something to do with it as well. It teaches her that she can be a superhero if she wants to be, but she doesn't have to. She does have superhuman abilities, but she herself gets to decide what, if anything, to do with them

When they all ditch Hawkins and move into the new house, El doesn't have to fight anymore. They've left the Upside Down and all its monsters, the empty lab and all its ghosts, behind them. For the first time in... well, pretty much her whole life, she doesn't have to fight, she doesn't have to use her powers, she doesn't have to play the hero. She gets to just... be a kid. A person

And everyone still loves her. Everyone still treats her like a part of the family, like she matters

So maybe she doesn't have to be a superhero. And maybe she doesn't have to hate them, either

But the concept is still something tied to her identity, something floating in the back of her mind; it's an identity in which she found value and strength, at a point in her life when she didn't really know who she was yet

So she still thinks about heroes. And she slowly comes to appreciate them in media, like the comic book heroes Max tells her about. Distinctly separate from herself and from her reality and past. From that safe distance away, they're admirable, captivating, impressive, compelling. And, yeah, maybe a little relatable

And... she finds that she's ok with that

She finds that she likes it, actually

Until eventually El has a strong appreciation for heroes, for their strength and what they stand for, because she understands them- but she doesn't have to be one of them anymore. Removed from the dangers and the expectations, she can see heroes- and herself- simply for what they are, instead of through that lens of pain and resentment and obligation

In the place she has found herself in life, she comes to terms with the fact that she is badass, she is important, she has value, and that those facts remain even when she isn't fighting anything

And in knowing it isn't required, that the people around her see her and love her for who she is rather than just what she can do, passively being likened to a hero doesn't feel so crushing anymore. Maybe she even starts to casually refer to herself as a hero from time to time, maybe jokingly, maybe ironically, maybe sarcastically, but deep down she does still feel that tie, that connection, in some ways- only now it doesn't hurt

And now she loves superheroes, enough to put one on her wall

[Btw, this whole analysis thing was heavily allegorical for my relationship with gender and I hope that shows. Superheroes=womanhood/femininity. If you get it you get it]

That ran away from me a little bit. Um. Moving right along, I guess

The third poster isn't that deep tbh I mostly picked it because it matched the wallpaper colors lol but I do think "good things are coming" would be a nice message to wake up to for two people who have been through so fucking much already at such a young age, remind them that they still have a wonderful life ahead of them despite the horrors in their past, y'know?

And then there's Max's skateboard, at the foot of her bed

It's symbolic it's important it matters that she brought it with her

She got hurt pretty damn badly at the end of s4, and nobody knew for sure if she was even going to survive, let alone whether she'd be able to skateboard again

But she did survive, and her body got pretty fucked up but she was in recovery, and maybe she'd never be quite the same again but she wasn't going to let that stop her, she wasn't going to give up

Her legs aren't as strong and her balance isn't as good as it used to be but she's determined to use that skateboard again no matter how many times she falls over relearning how to do it (and someone is always there to help her get back on her feet, if she wants them to. Yes it's Lucas how did you know)

Anyway I just think Max Mayfield is an incredibly strong brave person and she gets what she wants and what she wants in this case is to be the zoomer of the household

I don't suppose there's really much more to say about the room, so... guess that's a wrap for this one

#full house au #stranger things fanfic #stranger things headcanons #current wip #max mayfield #el hopper byers #here have some notes #lumax #<-very briefly referenced but i love them

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thegrimreaper-probably · 2 years ago

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Chapter 4: We’re in some deep water

Masterlist

Summary: All Mights first class of hero training. You and Katauki are teamed up against Midoriya and Uraraka.

Trigger warning: throwing up(just says you throw up not to bad, just letting you know cause I can’t deal with throw up either.)

Really quick here you’re hero fit! I tried my best with finding pictures bc I can’t draw that stuff so pants are black, shirt is blueish gray color shown in picture, the style of the shirt is the black one, black emt boot and harness is black. Have fun reading!

Classes fly by today and now it’s lunch. I get a special lunch made and sit with Katsuki. We sit alone for a few till Kirishima, Ashido and two others come to sit.

“Hey Fuka! Mind if we sit with you?” I shake my head no and they sit.

“Fuka this is Sero and Kaminari. You two this is Fuka.” Ashido say they wave and I nod back.

“So baby girl-.” I growl cutting Kaminari off.

“Don’t ever flirt with my again or I’m going to bite into your-.”

“So Fuka whatcha eatin?” Ashido cut in. I huff at her.

“Raw meat, I can’t eat vegetables, dairy, fruits, nuts though I can eat cooked meat just prefer raw.”

“SO YOU’VE NEVER EATEN ICE CREAM BEFORE?!” Kaminari yells making everyone look at us.

“No dipshit, she just fucking said she couldn’t.” Katsuki says.

“Anywho what’s your quirks?” Kirishima asks.

“I can shot acid out of my hands!” Ashido says.

“Shot tape out of my elbows.” Sero says.

“I got electricity~.” He wiggles his eyebrows at me and I’m so close to kill him.

“None of your fucking business.” Katsuki says

“Chill dude we’re just trying to have a convo.” Sero says

“I can do anything a shark does.”

“Oooh can you crush bones?” Kiri asks

“Yeah, bones, metal, plastic, rocks, anything basically.”

“Super manly! I can just make my skin rock hard.”

“Pffffffftttt.” I cover my month to hide the laugh.

“Jaws get your fat head out of the fucking gutters.” Katsuki shoves me and I keep laughing.

“You act as if my head ever been out of the gutters.” He rolls his eyes and eats some noodles.

“I don’t get.” Kirishima says

“Don’t you dare tell him!” Ashido says

“Toothy let’s go.” Katsuki gets up and throw his trash away and I follow with a wave to my friends. We head to class early. We talk for a bit and then more kids sit down.

“I AM HERE!” All Might say crashing into the class room.

“Coming through the door like a hero!” He poses and bunch of kids gasp and chatter about him. I tune out this part.

“Welcome to the most important class at UA High. Think of it as "Hero‐ing 101." Here, you will learn the basics of being a pro. And what it means to fight in the name of good! Today's lesson will pull no punches! Fight training. But one of the keys of being a hero is... looking good! These were designed for you based on your Quirk registration forms and the requests you sent in before school started. Get yourselves suited up, and then meet me at Training Ground Beta!” All Might says, I walk away and get dress. I look at the mirror and smile at how I look. The outfit was simple but worked for now. I walk to the training area and wait.

“They say that clothes make the pros, young ladies and gentlemen, and behold, you are the proof! Take this to heart. From now on you are all... heroes in training! This is getting me all revved up. Now. Shall we get started, you buncha newbies?”

“FUKA! YOU LOOK SO BADASS!” Ashido says and jumps on my back. I easily support her and smile towards her.

“Thank you! I love yours!” I say

“Now I wish you made my outfit!” I laugh and she gets off.

“Sir!” Iida says, I roll my eyes and sit on the floor.

“This is the fake city from our entrance exam. Does that mean that we'll be conducting urban battles again?” He ask All Might shakes his head.

“Not quite. I'm going to move you two steps ahead. Most of the villain fights you see on the news take place outside. However, statistically speaking, run‐ins with the most dastardly evildoers take place indoors. Think about it. Backroom deals, home invasions, secret underground lairs. Truly intelligent criminals stay hidden in the shadows. For this training exercise, you'll be split into teams of good guys and bad guys and fight two‐on‐two indoor battles.” All Might says and Iida thinks before asks another question.

“Isn't this a little advanced?”

“The best training is what you get on the battlefield! But remember, you can't just punch a robot this time. You're dealing with actual people now.” He nods.

“Sir, will you be the one deciding who wins?” Iida asks.

“How much can we hurt the other team?” Katsuki asks with a smirk.

“Am I allowed to stop him?” I ask, Katsuki groans at me.

“Do we need to worry about the losers getting expelled like earlier?” Uraraka asks.

“Will you be splitting us up based on chance or comparative skill?” Iida asks.

“Isn't this cape trÃ¨s chic?” I raise my eyebrow at him.

“I wasn't finished talking! Listen up. The situation is this. The villains have hidden a nuclear missile somewhere in their hideout. The heroes must try to foil their plans. To do that, the good guys either have to catch the evildoers or recover the weapon. Likewise, the bad guys succeed if they protect their payload or capture the heroes.” All Might says as he reads from a small piece of paper.

“Time's limited, and we'll choose teams by drawing lots!” He finishes and once again Iida opens his mouth.

“Don’t you fucking dare ask another question.”

“I can ask questions if I want!”

“Not without consequences from me.”

“Are you threatening me again?!”

“Yes, yes I am.”

“Young Fuka please just let young Iida finish his question.” I roll my eyes and huff.

“Anyways as I was asking, isn't there a better way?”

“Knew it was a stupid question.” I say.

“Pros often have to team up with heroes from other agencies on the spot, so maybe that's the reason we're seeing that here.” All Might says.

“Yes, I see. Life is a random series of events. Excuse my rudeness.” Iida says.

“No sweat. Let's draw!” We all go up and get a ball, I get D with Katsuki we stand together.

“I declare that the first teams to fight will be... these guys! Team A will be the heroes, Team D will be the villains. Everyone else can head to the monitoring room to watch!” All Might says, me and Katsuki high five.

“Bad guys, you can go on in and get set up. In five minutes, the good guys will be let loose and the battle will start!”

“Yes sir.” The two say with me and say kay.

“Young Fuka, Young Bakugo. The key to being successful in this challenge is to embody villainy. Think from the perspective of an evildoer.” All Might say with the A team away.

“Easy enough.” I say

“If things go too far, I'll step in. Understood?”

“Don’t worry I’ve handled worse with this guy.” I say he nods and leaves.

“Do you really think Deku has a Quirk?”

“Yeah, I mean everything would add up to that.”

“Was he seriously just tricking us all these years? I'm gonna roast that damn nerd today!”

“Woah calm down, I got a plan if you want to listen.”

“If it involves me beating Deku I’ll hear it out.”

“I’ll stay with the bomb, I can figure out where Midoriya is from there and tell you. Midoriya going to have Uraraka get the bomb and distract you. So you can go ham on him, I will step in even if that means we lose. Keep your ear piece in.”

“Got it, I’ll tell you when she leave.” I nod and go upstairs. All Might start to talk in the ear piece.

“All right! Let's begin the indoor combat training! Team A and Team D, your time starts now! Pay attention, kids. Think about what you would do.”

“All Might does this place have any power?”

“Yes, young Fuka why do you ask?”

“So the water works?”

“Not sure.” I smirk and whip the wall open with my tail. I watch the pipes and hear some water in one. I break it open and it floods the room. I walk over to the doors and close them shut. The water fills the room slowly. I sit next to the bomb and wait.

“Young Fuka you could cause a flood and harm your partner as well.”

“Katsuki will be fine, if anything I’d worry about Midoriya.” The water is now up to about my ankles.

“Fuka smart, if Uraraka goes in there the water will leave so she’ll know when she enters. Plus it would knock Uraraka out.” Sero says.

“Plus Fuka can swim really good!” Ashido says

“Yes but what about Bakugo? Can he even swim?” Tsu asks.

“I mean their best friends Bakugo should know how to swim.” Mineta says.

“Oh look the bomb starting to float.” Kaminari says. I sigh as the bomb doesn’t sink. I pick up chucks from the wall and to hold the bomb down, which works. I open my harness to grab my pocket knife and walk over to the door. No locks so I can’t fiddle with it to make it lock. I look down to see the water is up to my knees.

“Katsuki, plan?” I ask

“As you said. She’s still here.” I nod and think.

“I’m going shark soon, waters up to my waist.”

“Okay.” I wait till it’s up to my chest and turn. I swim around and feel for anything.

“Hey, who's Bakugo talking to? I'm not hearing anything. Can we get any sound with this video?” Kirishima asks.

“He's got a radio in his ear so he can talk to his partner. I gave it to him before the match started. Along with a map of the building. Also, this. A roll of capture tape! Wrapping this around your opponent means you've apprehended them, and they're out for the rest of the game.” All Might says

“So, there's a 15‐minute time limit, and the good guys have no idea what floor the nuclear weapon is hidden on, right?” Ashido ask.

“Correct!”

“Then the heroes are clearly at a disadvantage here.” Iida says.

“A big one! Real Pros have to outwit villains on a daily basis. That's life. Even when the odds aren't in our favor, we fight!” All Might says.

“She left.” I hear Katsuki say in the ear piece that’s on the pipe. I swim back and forth from the two doors and wait.

“Found it. Now I just have to tell Deku. And try my best to stay outta sight until he gets up here.” Uraraka whisper, I pick up on and turn back.

“I hear you! Now either we do this the easy way or the hard way! Your pick pinky!” I yell loud enough for her to hear. I smell the air and don’t get anything for scent wise but I know she here still.

“Katsuki got pinkypie up here.” I say I hear nothing from him.

“Come on! I don’t have all day pinkypie!” I yell and walk over to the door and feel her hiding behind it but don’t see her. I huff and stay there.

“Um Deku?” I hear her says, I doubt he’s actually here so it must be the earpiece.

“I'm here. How's it going?” I hear him answer.

“Fuka knows that I'm here. Sorry. Right now she’s waiting for me to open the door, she filled the room with water.”

“Where are you?”

“Near the middle of the fifth floor but I can’t even open the door with the force of water.”

“That was the plan pinky. What you think I can’t hear you?” I bang on the door and she jumps.

“Gasp. Have you been there the whole time?”

“I mean you think I jumped out the window?” I ask

“I’m right beneath you. Don’t worry.” Midoriya says

“She heard everything I said!” She grumbles.

“And what he said.” I smirk as we lock eyes.

“Shit.” Midoriya says.

“Young Bakugo! Don't do it! You'll kill him!” All Might says.

“KATSUKI I’LL LEAVE RIGHT NOW AND LET HER WIN IF YOU DO THAT!”

“SHUT UP JAWS! If he dodges he’ll be fine.”

“EXACTLY IF! I SWEAR TO FUCKING WHOEVERS UP THERE I’LL BITE THE SHIT OUT OF YOU!” I yell at him and hear him tch and a loud boom. The ground shakes, Uraraka opens the door and water falls out. She floats herself and I hang on to the pipe. I kick her and she falls. I see the bomb float away with the water and let it go. She lays there and coughs, I pick her up and throw her. I slam the door close and break it. I run down and follow the water, I grab the bomb and see a closet and drop it off in there.

I run to find Katsuki no longer caring about the training. I keep running and slow down once I see them.

“KATSUKI BAKUGO! YOU GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE SO HELP ME!” They freezes as I keep yelling.

“WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO DO? KILL EACH OTHER? WHATS FUCKING WRONG WITH YOU TWO? I DON’T GIVE AN ACTUAL FUCK IF YOU HATE EACH OTHER OR NOT! YOU CAN NOT FUCKING BEAT THE LIVING OUT OF EACH OTHER! NOW DO I MAKE MYSELF FUCKING CLEAR?!” I yell as my hand lands on my hip and I talk with my other hand.

“Yes ma’am.” They both say.

“Now apologize to each.”

“Sorry Kachann.”

“Bakugo.”

“Tch sorry.”

“Now Imma go back to the bomb if I so as hear another big ass explosion or any of the sorts I’m telling your mothers. Got it?” They nod and I leave.

“Young Fuka I have it under control.”

“If you did then you’d call this whole thing off and fail both of them.”

“Young Fuka like I said I’m the teacher and I have everything under control.”

“If that’s what helps you sleep at night.” I look over to the camera and walk away to find Uraraka.

“Ughhh.” I hear her and walk up the stairs I grab my tape and wrap her up.

“Sorry Pinkypie but I can’t deal with you and the two toddlers. Do you need anything medical wise?”

“No I’m fine, thank you though.”

“No problem, you did a good job with that trick of yours.”

“Really? I came up with it on the fly.”

“Yeah I mean if you went up against someone else it would have worked. I have a sixth sense that helps me with dodging you otherwise I would have lost.” She nods and I continue to sit with her as I wait for the time to run out. I hear All Might yell at Bakugo about if he uses it again he’ll end the training and the other team wins.

“What is Fuka doing?” Ashido asks.

“Damn she likes a mom with those two!” Kaminari says

“She’s hot. Wish she could-” Mineta says

“Fuka seems to have an easy time with dodging Uraraka’s hits before hand.” Iida cuts Mineta off.

“I remember her saying something about a sixth sense?” Kirishima says.

“Ah of course, she has the ability to do anything a shark can do! Sharks are known to have a sixth sense something about being able to feel the electricity that comes of off anything and to feel the movements in water.”Yaoyorozu say.

“That such a great quirk!” Sero says.

“So she can smell a drop of blood a mile away?” Kaminari ask.

“Actual she can’t, the blood has to be a lot to be able to travel a mile away.”Yaoyorozu answers.

“Make sense.” Sero says

“So that’s how she knew Uraraka was there without hearing her.” Jiro says.

“And how she knew there was a water pipe.” Todoroki says.

“Mhm.” Yaoyorozu says and nods.

I feel the floor shake and I huff and hold on to Uraraka so she doesn’t fly away. Then Midoriya breaks the floor. I get bolts of the electricity go through everything and myself and get sick.

“Uhh the Villain team wins!” I run over to the corner and throw up.

“Uh Young Fuka are you okay?”

“Just give me a minute.” I say sickly and continue to throw up.

“I’ll go get you some water!” Uraraka says and walk out to get a bottle.

“I’m going to kill then.”

“Please don’t young Fuka.” After a bit we all head back to the main room. Katsuki holds on to me as I still feel sick.

“What a weird way for this to end.” Kaminari says. Ashido runs over to me and helps me sit down.

“The only one not hurt is Uraraka.” Jiro says.

“How does the old saying go? They may've lost the battle, but they won the war.” A guy with a bird head says.

“This class is intense.” Sero says.

“I’m going to die.” I groan out

“Aww Fuka it’s okay. You were super manly out there!” Kirishima says

“Here drink some water hun.” Ashido says and holds the water up for me. I drank it and she lowers the bottle.

“Young Fuka do you want to go to the nurse?” All Might asks.

“Nothing she can do for it.” I mumble.

“She can kiss it all away.” Ashido says as she rubs my arm

“Yeah her quirk is healing.” Kirishima says

“Won’t work for her. She has to wait it out, dunce face stay away from her.” Katsuki says.

“Woah I didn’t even do anything! What type of name is that?”

“You idiot she can feel the electricity coming of off everyone and you have a electricity quirk!” Ashido says I groan and she leans my head on her shoulders.

“Shhh it’s okay honey.” Ashido says and continue to rub my arm.

“Well, despite the results. The MVP of this exercise is Young Uraraka!” All Might says.

“Wait what!? It shouldn’t be me! Fuka did great!” Uraraka says.

“No offense but I agree, Fuka was the only one who truly adapted to her assigned role. I'll explain. Bakugo's judgment was clouded by a personal grudge against Midoriya. As you pointed out earlier, launching a large‐scale attack indoors was a foolish move. It could have been disastrous. Similarly, Midoriya's plan was also poorly thought out, considering the amount of damage that he received. He rendered himself helpless. Not smart. As for Uraraka... She let her guard down mid‐battle, and her last attack was far too reckless given the hypothetical stakes. If she'd treated the fake weapon as though it were real, she never would've risked using such an imprecise move. Fuka was fully prepared for her opponent's arrival. She had a strategy, and only once lost sight of her mission for protecting the dummy weapon, even if she left Uraraka alone and she could have lost because of that. She did it because she could have lost everything with Bakugo’s pointless rage. Fuka also had a thought out plan that as far as I know went according to plan. The hero team only took advantage of the fact that this is only a training and not a real bomb.” Yaoyorozu says.

“And I was captured, meaning I lost!” Uraraka says.

“I guess the new MPV is Young Fuka.” All Might says.

“One should always start with the basics and devote themselves wholeheartedly to learning. That's the only real way to become a top hero.”Yaoyorozu says.

“As it should be! Good job bestie!” Ashido turns to give Fuka a high five but only to be left hanging with a sleeping Fuka. A couple round go by as I still stay asleep. Ashido wakes me up as we finish the class.

“That's a wrap! Super work. You really stepped up to the plate. And, we didn't have any major injuries, except for Midoriya. You should be proud. Excellent first day of training, all around!” All Might says.

“It's nice to hear some encouraging words after our homeroom class.” Kirishima says

“Mr. Aizawa was kind of a buzzkill.” Jiro says.

“I'm happy to bring such staggering positivity to my alma mater!” I forgot his name but it’s something with an A?

“Now, that’s all folks! I should go and check on Young Midoriya's progress! Now, watch how a pro exits. Like he's got somewhere to be!” He leaves, I roll my eyes.

“Okay, you guys, that is a hero!” Uraraka says

“Aw, I'll never be able to run that fast.” Kaminari says

“Super awesome!” Mineta says. We head to the locker rooms then class.

“Mister Aizawa? Can I bring Fuka to the nurse?” Ashido ask.

“Why? What’s wrong?” Sensei ask with a raise eyebrow.

“ ‘m fine.” I mumble and lay my head down.

“She got sick earlier from her quirk. She really sleepy and I think it’s be better if she would sleep at the nurse.” She continues ignoring me.

“Ashido, the nurse can’t do anything for this. I have to wait it out.” I mumble Katsuki grabs my backpack and grabs my smoothie.

“Drink .” He says and hands me it, similar to chum but cow and stuff.

“Can’t.”

“Just step out and drink it.” He says.

“You can go drank it out of the class.” Sensei says I nod and snatch the bottle and walk out.

“What’s in that?” Ashido asks Katsuki.

“None of your fucking business.” The day flys by and before I know it, it’s time to leave. We walk out and I feel much better.

“Wait up!” Midoriya yells and we stop.

“What?” Katsuki asks.

“I haven't told anyone this secret. Not even my mom. I have to tell you two something. Maybe then, you guys will understand what's been going on. I wasn't hiding my Quirk from you guys. It was given to me by someone else. Recently.”

“Tch.” Katsuki says

“But I can't tell you guys who I got it from, so don't ask! Sounds crazy, I know. It's like something out of a comic book. Only, it's real. The thing is, I don't really have any control over this power yet. I haven't figured out how to make it my own, but I'm trying. That's why... I didn't wanna use it against you in the exercise. But in the end, it was the only way that I had a chance of winning. I've still got a lot to learn. I know that. That's why I'm here! You'll see. I'll work until I have full control of this borrowed Quirk. And I'll finally beat you two with my own power!” He gasps and mutters.

“Oh crap why am I telling you this? I only meant to tell them that I wasn't tricking them!”

“How dumb do you think we are?"Borrowed power"? Don't talk to me like I'm an idiot. You already made a fool outta me in that damn training exercise. So? Did you come here to rub it in? That I only won because of y/n. And to make matters worse, you made y/n sick as hell. I came in first in the exam, but that's not enough. When I was watching that ice guy, I realized I couldn't beat him in a head‐to‐head fight. Launching a large‐scale attack indoors was a foolish move. Fuck! I even agreed with what that girl said. My attack was so stupid! Damn it! Damn it, damn it, damn it!”

“Katsuki. Breath, it’s okay.” I mutter to him.

“I'm just getting started! Got that?! I'm gonna end up the number‐one hero, no matter what! You'll never beat me, you bastard. Don't even try.” Then All Might comes out.

“There you are young Bakugo! I found you! Just so you know, pride is an important attribute to have. But while you certainly have the abilities to become a pro hero, there's still plenty you have to learn!” He holds on to Katsuki.

“Let go of me, All Might. Right now.”

“Hm?” He tilts his head.

“You heard him.” I growl at him.

“Save your speeches. I'll be more famous than you, and I'll do it without your help.” Katsuki walks away and I look back to Midoriya.

“I don’t know what your trying to do feeding us bullshit with this “quirk” thing. But if you try to do this bullshit again I’ll drag you to the bottom of the ocean and leave you there. Got it?” He nods.

“Young Fuka-.” He puts his hand in my shoulder.

“I’m not done. Your a fucking shitty ass teacher and a hero. Your fucking lucky Katsuki didn’t get hurt or I would have done so much worse then give you my words.” I shove his arms off and he stumbles a little and I leave. I give a text to Katsuki say that if he want to talk I’m here and if need be my window is open for him to go through. I stay in my room and sleep, not once did Katsuki come in that I know of.

Part 5

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excusemin · 4 years ago

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aftermath | jhs (m)

Pairing: Hoseok x female reader

Rating: +18, M (mature)

Genre: established relationship, smut, a dash of fluff

Warnings: teasing, mentions of sweat, daddy kink, soft dom!Hoseok, sub!reader, slight biting, slight food play, nipple play, unprotected sex (play it safe bro), creampie, Hoseok is a sweet attentive baby.

Word count: 2.3k

Summary:The aftermath of a long competition can be very sweet and sweaty.

A/N: Hello, I’m back with another smut. This is pretty much a second part to ‘Just Dance’. Legit the aftermath of what happens after the little competition. I listened to Harry Styles ‘Watermelon Sugar’ while reading this. Anywho, if I’m missing any warnings, please let me know. I’d be happy to make any adjustments needed. Enjoy :)

After hours of playing, your bodies fell limp on the couch behind you. Who knew your competition would be this long?

You both did.

You let your body mold into the comfort of your beloved couch as you shut your eyes. Your boyfriend’s eyes were anything but closed. His eyes were glued onto your body sprawled right next to him.

Groaning, you tilted your head backwards to let your body cool down faster. The sudden noise caused Hoseok’s cock stir in his pants. Hoseok gulped at the view of your body dripping with perspiration. His eyes followed the trail of sweat slowly dripping down your neck. He watched as it went in between your heaving breasts causing the shirt you were wearing to have a slight damp patch. So entranced with your chest taking in shallow breaths, he failed to see that your eyes were on him.

It didn’t take long to figure out what was going on in his mind. The hungry look in his eyes and the brief glimpse of his honeyed tongue brushing past his lips gave him away.

Trying to keep a neutral face, you decided to put on a show for him. Slowly, your fingertips trailed your thighs until you felt the hem of his shirt you were wearing. Pulling the shirt off from your body, you let out a delighted sigh at the new freshness you felt. You arched your back slightly as you bunched the shirt up in your hands to dry off any sweat you felt on your body. Your hands purposely groping your breasts knowing he was definitely going to enjoy the view.

Feeling his eyes burning onto your body, your mischievous mind decided to go the extra length that will make him break.

“You know what? Let’s go get refreshed Hobi.” A new wave of energy flowed through your body as you tossed your shirt at your aroused boyfriend. Before he could say anything, you dashed to the kitchen to continue your plan.

Hearing Hoseok get up from the couch with a groan, you quickly reached for your ultimate weapon, watermelon. Taking it out of the refrigerator, you placed it on the marbled counter but confusion rushed into your mind when your hand reached out for the plates you previously used, only to be met with nothing.

Eyes rolling to the back of your head as your hands opened the cupboard in front of you to find out that Hoseok had put them on the very top, again. Bracing yourself for the ache of your thighs from playing ‘Just Dance’, you placed your hands on the counter as you lifted your body on top to retrieve the plates.

Once you were able to get a hold on the plates, you placed the plates on a clear space on the counter before you were able to get off from it. Placing the palms of your hands on the counter to ease you down the counter, you weren’t expecting for your back to hit anything, much less the front of your boyfriend’s chest. A slight panic flooded through your body as you stumbled onto your feet.

Hoseok’s hands moved to your hips and moved you back to his body to keep you still. You felt his breath fanning over the crook of your neck causing your breath to hitch. He started placing kisses on your neck, moving up until he was right next to your ear.

“You know sweet pea, I love how you think that you are slick. What is it that you want?” Your body stilled as his husky voice spoke into your ear. The heat from his body behind you and his husky voice sending a wave of arousal down your body.

“I-” You wanted to answer, the answer was on the tip of your tongue yet no words were able to come out from your mouth.

“Tell me baby, what were you aiming for with this teasing? To get me all riled up? Answer me baby.” He nipped on your ear to get you to release any sound.

“Yes Hoseok.” A choked moan slipped from your lips and Hoseok came close to your face. Lips brushing against yours as he brought his thumb in between to toy with your bottom lip.

“Well, congrats. You riled me up baby. Now, what are you going to do for daddy?” The tip of his index finger lifted your chin to have you meet his gaze.

“Anything daddy.”

“Anything?” His raised eyebrow should have been enough to send you a warning signal but your lips had a mind of their own.

“Anything.” The desire laced in your breathy voice made Hoseok chuckle.

“Good now, I want you to sit here and eat some juicy watermelon.” You wanted to wipe off the smug look from his face but you knew better. His hand patted the counter you were on just a few seconds ago. Nodding, you backed up to the counter and placed your palms once more on it only to be stopped by his disapproving tone.

“Strip for me sweet pea.” He took a few steps back to rest against the counter across from you to fully absorb your image, his gaze never faltering as you took off the remaining clothes. You bit your lip to keep any sounds from spilling out from your mouth as you took off your dampened panties. Hoseok groaned as he saw your soaked panties clinging to your glistening pussy.

Refraining from any more teasing, you looked right into his lustful eyes as you finally raised your body on the place Hoseok patted seconds ago. You winced as your heated pussy made contact with the cold marbled counter. The contact made chills form all over your body. Trying to keep your warm core from touching the cold counter, you tried to lean back onto the wall and moved your hands to cover your chest.

"Color?" Hoseok's eyes flashed a glint of concern as his eyes searched for any trail of discomfort written on your face.

"Green." You flashed a bright smile as you answered Hoseok. He always made sure you were comfortable during any given time. It made your love for him grow as he always ensured your comfort before anything else.

"Good girl. Now, sit up straight baby and let me see those gorgeous tits of yours."

"Yes daddy." Sitting straight, you let your hands fall right in your lap as you looked at Hoseok for the next instructions. Hoseok pushed himself from the opposite counter and walked with you with a hungry look on his face.

"Spread yourself open for me sweet pea." Nodding, you spread out your thighs with your hands to grant him full sight of your glistening pussy.

Once he neared your body, his fingers ghosted on your spread out thighs. The mixture of the heat coming from his fingers and the cold air hitting your spread out pussy caused your arousal to pool down onto the marbled counter.

“Would you look at that! You’re so ready for my cock but it’s time to give you a taste of your own medicine baby.” Your teeth caught your bottom lip in its grasp to stop any sounds from coming out but your boyfriend’s thumb gently rubbed on your lips.

"I want to hear your every sound baby. Come on, let me hear you." Nodding your head, his hand reached out to pick up a piece of watermelon that you had cut the day before as he slotted in between your spread thighs.

"Open that pretty mouth of yours for me." The piece of watermelon was gently pressed onto your lips as he waited for you to part them. His slender fingers spread the juicy fruit around your lips causing the juices to trickle down your chin. Hoseok's lustful eyes followed the liquid flow down onto your chest.

"Eat up baby." His fingers pushed in the piece of fruit into your mouth as he pressed open mouthed kisses down your neck and stopped right at your glistening breasts. Hoseok's breath was right over your erect nipple and poked his tongue out to lick up all the sticky liquid. His hand slowly traveled from your lips to your neck, from your neck to your chest and firmly grasped onto your neglected breast.

Whining into his grasp, your core was now throbbing from how aroused you felt. You needed to feel something, something to ease the slick mess in between your thighs. Your hips started to move on their own to relieve yourself on the marbled counter. The cold marbled counter bringing a shock of pleasure all over your body.

So entranced with getting relief, you missed Hoseok's hand sliding onto your hips to stop them from moving. A whine escaped your mouth as your hips could no longer move. Hoseok harshly sucked your nipple as he brought your hips closer to his. Releasing your nipple, he pressed an open mouthed kiss on it soothe it down. Pressing your chests together, he brought your lips together and slipped his honeyed tongue past your lips.

In between tongues clashing against each other, your hands feeling each other's bodies, hips grinding against each other to provide just about enough friction to feel pleasurable, you needed more. You wanted more. You needed to feel him. All of him. Not wanting to waste anymore time, your fingers desperately ran up from his chest to get a hold on his face to slow him down.

"Daddy... please... need you." Your words coming out after each heated kiss. His hands peeled away from your body to discard his sweater and your hands helping him out. You needed to feel all of him and he was willing to give it to you, always.

“I got you baby." You whined as he moved away to peel off the last of his clothes. A sigh of relief escaped his lips as he freed his hardened cock from its restraints. Your eyes dropping down to admire his cock. It was the most beautiful cock you've ever seen, not that you've seen many but his suited him in every way. Your pointed tongue poking out to wet your lips as you thought of how your pussy would deliciously stretch out around his thick length.

"Ready sweet pea?" Your mind distracted you from noticing him right in between your thighs. The tip of his cock brushed against your slick lips as he waited for your answer.

"Ready daddy." Pushing past your folds, Hoseok sank his thick length in you. A mixture of moans slipped from your lips as Hoseok bottomed out in your warm core. His cock twitched in you causing your pussy to clench around him. He pressed his lips against yours to silence your moans as he patiently waited for your body to relax for him. His hands molded onto your body, soothing you as he brushed them along your body.

Once he felt your body relax against his, he slowly pulled out until the tip of his cock was all that was inside your heat and thrusted back into you until he built a steady pace. Every snap of his hips against yours made you feel full and satisfied. Wanting him closer, you wrapped your legs around him causing him to hit that sweet spot that had your toes curling.

As the need of feeling him close grew, you pressed your chest against Hoseok's and another spark of pleasure spread all over your body as your swollen nipples deliciously rubbed against his chest. His arms wrapped around your body as he switched from thrusting in you to rolling his hips against yours. The rolling of his hips provided the extra stimulation you needed on your swollen clit bringing you closer to the edge.

Your pussy started clenching repeatedly as you felt your high near. The control you had over your moans completely disappeared as you heard Hoseok moan out curses laced with your name right next to your ear. Your orgasm blinded you as Hoseok's pace picked up. His cock hitting every sweet spot just right. Your own orgasm caught Hoseok by surprise as well as he filled you up to the brim. His hips slowly continued to move as he rode both of your highs.

Coming back to your senses, you felt Hoseok press soft kisses wherever he could reach. The slight movement caused his cum drip out of your swollen pussy. His lips finally met yours and placed a sweet kiss on them, making sure you felt every ounce of his love for you. He pulled away to place his forehead on yours, a worried look plastered on his face.

"Did I go too rough? Are you okay sweet pea? Does anything hur-" You silenced his rambling with your index finger. His eyes widening at the action.

"Everything was perfect, Seokie. I love you." You brushed your nose against his as you felt your cheeks heat up once more.

“I love you too sweet pea. Wanna take a bath together?”

“Lead the way Seokie.” With no energy to complain, you let Hoseok carry you all the way to the bathroom. As soon as your bodies entered, he set your body next to the bathtub to set up the perfect bath for the both of you. He settled in for a warm lavender bath tonight, the scent of the lavender instantly relaxing you.

Once the bath bomb set, he set you in the bathtub first and slotted himself right behind you. Hoseok wrapped his arms around your body and brought you back to relax on top of him.

“I love you so much baby.”

“I love you too Hoseok. Thank you for being so amazing.”

“For you, always baby.” He pressed one little kiss on the back of your ear as you slowly drifted to sleep in his arms. He was sweet indeed.

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thatgamefromthatad · 4 years ago

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3 more games like Merge Mansion - the genre is evolving!

More and more games like Merge Mansion (two-item merge games) are being released and I can hardly keep up, but I’m glad because I find this genre so satisfying! Here I’ll review three more relatively new games, which are all unique in that they break off quite a bit from the original Merge Mansion, and include their own mechanics not seen in the other Merge Mansion-esque games I’ve covered!

You can see my original Games like Merge Mansion review here, although it’s quite outdated as many of those games have made significant changes since I wrote that in early March. I’ll try to add some updates to the original post sometime in the near future to better reflect that current status of each of those games. You can also find links to the other two-item merge games I’ve previously reviewed in my final ranking at the end!

Read my full reviews of Plantopia, Merge Adventure and City Boom below:

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Plantopia: Merge Garden (Early Access)

Developer: Voodoo

Release Date: May 7, 2020 (Early Access)

This game is an interesting one because I only found it recently and started seeing ads for it recently although it’s apparently been around for about a year. I’m thinking it was soft launched and only recently made available in my region. The title screen indicates it’s still early access so that would make sense.

An initial release/soft launch date of May 2020 would actually make it older than Merge Mansion, which I believe was released in Sept. 2020. However I’m not sure about the exact timeline as they could have been in development/soft launched around the same time and the games are actually quite different overall so the basic similarities could be a coincidence.

This game truly amazed me because although it has the basic elements of what I would consider a Merge Mansion-like game, that being the two-item merge mechanic on a two-dimensional grid-like board viewed from the top, with item generators and item collection objectives, it’s otherwise very different from the other two-item merge games I’ve played. There are at least three separate boards, possibly more considering the tool shed and flower lab unlock a bit later in the game, and instead of completing objectives by getting items right off the board, you use items from the greenhouse and tool shed boards to start growing plants and then harvest the resources. The flower lab adds an additional step, as you can take the plants you’ve harvested to that board and merge them further to create bouquets and oils etc.

This game is probably the most complex and challenging out of all the two-item merge games I’ve played, which I think makes it more fun but less relaxing. Basically if I want something to play mindlessly while chilling out and watching YouTube videos I would play Merge Mansion or Merge Friends, but when I want to play something more advanced and for a longer period of time I play Plantopia.

🌼 Art: 3/3 (although I mostly prefer all 2D art, this game does the 3D/2D mixture better than some other games and I just love the colors and style of the different plants, boards and products. It all feels very “cottagecore” as the kids these days would say lol. The 2D character designs are also OK and pretty cute)

🌼 Story: 2/3 (it’s definitely a step above the “moving into this old mansion with my grandparents” story, I did get to know the characters a little better and some of the objectives are plot-related, such as growing aloe to help another character with his sunburn, or growing a special flower that reminds another character of her late husband etc. But I wasn’t really feeling like I wanted to learn more, and the storyline didn’t have a huge influence on my overall experience)

🌼 Gameplay: 5/5 (definitely the strongest game in terms of gameplay in my opinion, like I said it is more challenging and there’s more to think about but it makes for a really fun and varied experience!)

🌼 Variety: 2/3 (although there are three whole boards and you unlock different plants as you go along, there isn’t as much variety in the merging part since you basically just merge seeds into sprouts, sprouts into younger plants etc. until you have the full plant to place in a plot. You know exactly what you’re merging up to and there’s no thrill of discovering a new item by merging up. The items also come from boxes or from preset, unmovable generators so there’s no fun in discovering new generators either. But it is cool that each plant has its own planting requirements like more water, more fertilizer, more light etc.)

🌼 Playtime vs. Wait Time: 4/4 (another huge advantage of this game, there’s no energy system so you can play for very long, the only time constraint is waiting for plants to grow)

🌼 Overall Enjoyment: 4/5 (I’m definitely very impressed with this game but the things I mentioned in the Variety section are probably the biggest thing that prevents me from giving it a 5/5 overall. It is exciting when you unlock something new by progressing through the game but I especially enjoy moving up item ranks and discovering new generators, so in that area this game didn’t really do it for me. But otherwise it’s really a great game and a very unique entry within this genre!)

🌼 Total: 20/23

Merge Adventure - Dragons!

Developer: Ludigames

Release Date: March 25, 2021

First of all, even though the full name of this game includes the word dragons, I haven’t seen a single dragon unless one was mentioned in the written adventure logs, which I don’t usually read.

With that out of the way, this is another very unique game in terms of merge games as it is also an RPG. Some of the items you merge on the board are used to equip your hero, while others are used to unlock new adventures that yield different loot upon completion. You don’t actually get to engage in battles since the adventures themselves run on an idle system where you just get an adventure log to read to how your hero is doing and then collect the loot after a certain period of time. It is definitely something new for two-item merge games and deserves credit for the unique concept, but execution-wise it unfortunately fell short in a lot of ways.

🗡 Art: 1/3 (the art here isn’t necessarily awful but it is on the uglier side compared to a lot of the other games in this genre, specifically the board pieces. Maybe I’m biased because I prefer fun and colorful items, and these items involve a lot of wood and metal and such, but the board often seems so monochrome I can’t even tell certain items apart or remember which item track they belong to. Some of the level 1 items are just differently-shaped scraps of metal. The hero design isn’t bad but I only have one character to base that opinion on. We’ll get to that later)

🗡 Story: 2/3 (I honestly can’t remember if there’s an overarching plot but I will give it a point for the adventure logs, even though I usually don’t read them, it is cool that you can read what your character’s doing and how they obtained the loot they ultimately bring back)

🗡 Gameplay: 2/5 (I want to give it more points for being unique but despite the interesting concept I did have trouble with the gameplay. First of all, it has one of the smallest boards out of all the games I’ve played and a lot of different generators, which guarantees your board will become clogged very quickly. The numbers in the corners of each tile are supposed to help you keep track of what level items you have I presume, but they only make an already cluttered board look more cluttered, and the fact that I already couldn’t tell some of the item designs apart means having all the items crowded and jumbled makes for a very confusing and frustrating experience. Getting new items through loot from adventures seemed cool but then led to more frustration with more items to squeeze onto my fully packed board. Also I have no clue how to get more heroes, I’ve only had one this whole time playing so far, so there’s not much more to the RPG experience other than equipping more powerful items)

🗡 Variety: 2/3 (technically there’s a wide variety of items but as mentioned previously the very monochrome nature of the items makes the experience feel less varied and you can barely enjoy discovering new items when you’re just trying to find space on the board 90% of the time. Also, most of the item tracks just go: item, bigger item, bigger fancier item, biggest fanciest item, or, piece of item, more pieces of item, mostly put-together item, fully assembled item)

🗡 Playtime vs. Wait Time: 1/4 (your time is limited by the energy system, generators needing to refill AND waiting for your hero to return from an adventure)

🗡 Overall Enjoyment: 2/5 (sadly I didn’t really enjoy this game, although I guess my favorite part would be merging up weapons and other equippable items to make my hero more powerful, which isn’t something I could really do in any of these other games)

🗡 Total: 10/23

City Boom

Developer: Playwind Ltd.

Release Date: April 9, 2021

This game is very interesting as it’s the only merge game I’ve personally played that has you compete against other players. This game actually works pretty much exactly like a game I played loooooong ago called Coin Masters, where you gain coins by attacking or raiding other people’s bases while spending coins to build up your own base. The main difference here of course is that the other way to get coins is to merge items and complete requests, while in Coin Masters it was like a slot machine thing. I checked and they are not made by the same developer.

Anywho, the multiplayer aspect of this game was exciting since I definitely have a competitive streak, and I’ve been playing every day to try and climb up the leaderboard (I’m in the top 1,000 so far lol!) However this game is still new and pretty wonky, and it aggressively tries to get you to buy things, much more than any of the other two-item merge games. Also, this game is one of those games that’s very reliant on a constant internet connection so if you don’t have great internet (which I don’t) you will have a lot of issues with the game freezing, just a heads up.

💰 Art: 3/3 (I got to admit I’m a sucker for the cute, colorful and cartoony, and I just can’t get enough of the silly little cats in this game �� I appreciate that the 3D art style in this game is very consistent in all parts of the game, and this game also has 3D animated sections: for example, when you go to attack another player a cat rolls up in a little tank and rockets fly around)

💰 Story: 2/3 (there isn’t really a linear story but I give it a point for the different themed areas you progress through as you grow your town, plus the personality put into the cat characters)

💰 Gameplay: 3/5 (I do enjoy this game, especially the fact that I get to compete against other players, but there are a few issues. This game has a lot of limited time events, there’s seriously like 2 or 3 running at a time and seem to change every day, which does add some fun and variety, but creates a unique problem of having event-specific items on the board that I don’t know what to do with when the event ends. I don’t know if that event will come back again or if those items are just completely useless and should be sold now. Currently they’re just keeping my board very clogged. Also, this game really aggressively pushes overpriced microtransactions, which can get very annoying, but I will say that I was still able to play and enjoy the game a fair amount without paying anything. Lastly, the items make a really off putting clunk sound when they merge. May not seem important but it makes the merges less satisfying for me personally)

💰 Variety: 2/3 (There is a variety of event items but as far as the main items there’s very little variety, basically just four categories of items, so I put this in the middle)

💰 Playtime vs. Wait Time: 2/4 (what I like is that there are a lot of chances to get extra energy but what I don’t like is that rather than having energy refresh one at a time every few minutes, you have to wait like half an hour for all the energy to refill at once)

💰 Overall Enjoyment: 4/5 (honestly despite all my criticisms of it I kept coming back to this game, I really enjoy the competitive aspect and none of the problems with it are to the point where it seriously impedes my ability to play. That’s why I kind of have a separate category for overall enjoyment to begin with, because even if a game scores well or poorly in specific categories that won’t necessarily reflect my overall experience)

💰 Total: 16/23

Rankings

Plantopia (scored the same as Travel Town but after playing Travel Town for a while I’ve gotten more bored with it. Plantopia is the new reigning champion! 🎉)

Travel Town

Merge Design

Mergedom: Home Design

Merge Friends

Miss Merge

Merge Mansion

City Boom (scored the same as Merge Mansion but I preferred it less)

Merge Life (note: the linked review is outdated as the game has undergone a lot of updates since I wrote it, I will update it at some point but take the current version with a grain of salt)

Merge Matters

Merge Villa

Merge Adventure (scores the same as Merge Villa but I think I was a little harsh on Merge Villa to begin with, this game is much less playable)

Thank you so much for reading!!! I hope these reviews helped you if you enjoy merge games as much as I do! 💖 You can find more of my full game reviews here and follow me for more stuff about mobile games. Have a great day 🥳

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anestheticrage · 4 years ago

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Be me: Japanese honor student🎓, 15, with half a brain and even less of a plan. Hunting bitches by day and witches by night. Livin that dank only child✌️ life while mom n dad yeet all over the globe, leavin me plenty of time to forget not to make 2 lunches for myself #quirky 😜

no time for socialization or basic electronics skills ???📱??? when your best friends are an alien demon rabbit🐰👽 and the inexplicable Hole ™ in your brain. lmao, btw did i mention im ✨M✨A✨G✨I✨C✨A✨L✨

dreamin bout my 2D waifus again when familiar pink haired cancer patient dances through my brain passin out fliers: Kamihama Meguca Dating Service: Sponsored by Cult of the Magius. 250 stones per session 🤔

seems legit, Mr. Moneybags. wasn't spending my unwieldy sack of gemstones on anything else anyway. lets pull 💎💎💎

first up we have Redhead Radagast and her plethora of plants. 🌿☺️🦎

anndd, nearly dies immediately.

well not off to a great start but i guess shes pretty cute at lea- oh FUCK its her girlfriend, Tsundere Poseidon😒🔱💦, and their exasperated, straight and single Sword Mom 😔🗡️🔥. fml gonna have to save up for the next pull. might as well play a few rounds with what i got tho.

get in some good girl talk about things like school, color coded hair styles, body count, permanent soul damage, and our personal demon pacts. ya know, the usual 😚 . realize my dark backstory seems to be missing, so the girls take me to Ketchup Queen Sappho 🍅🥧 (wtf?) to molest my glowy egg stone. whatevs, more action than ive had since Kuroe 🖤 got added to the story anyway

the gang agrees it's time to hunt down the cutest rabbit pimp 🕶️🐇💵 in the city. >> say 🎵mukyuuu🎵 one more time and ill hug you so hard my backstory will pop right out, you adorable fluffy bastard. plz be my new best friend 💕

Form brand new friendship pact with Kyubae, and remember that my lil Sis 🐥 was always the best wingman for pickin up magic chicks, and kept her side of the room so spotless i forgot she existed. whoops 乁༼☯‿☯✿༽ㄏ Maybe if I find her i can stop paying these exorbitant pull fees.📵💎

speaking of which: hot damn this week's featured bachelorette is a 19 year old model and magical detective🔎 with massive levels of PTSD and self loathing 🥵💙💦 more likely to stab you or dramatically jump off a rooftoop than utter a single positive comment. wow, maybe i really COULD find true love…

... if i had MORE THAN A 1% FUCKING DRAW CHANCE. 😡 smh

hard to make much progress finding sis or winning the broken heart of a hard boiled detective amidst the never ending lover's quarrel of the Trident Vine Lesbians. 💔 Sword Mom tells them if they don't behave a monster will take them away. LOL classic mom 🤣

>>>HOLY FUCK IT DID

declare all-out war on urban legends, starting with staircases ⚔️ to reunite the dysfunctional trio, and hope that I net a way better lineup with the next 10x pull. at least sad sleuth lady came to help out. they say combat is the best way to bond wi- and there she goes off the rooftop again 🙄 fml

alright that got way off track, we need a fresh start, away from all the loli drama. how bout a little B&E🔓🔨🤷🏻‍♀️ at the local house of worship to clear my head. ahh nothing like the unanswered prayers of the masses to get you in the mood for another wasted pull, and the 🔥 MIGHTIEST 🔥 headache you could ask for with a side of Double Cooked Pork 🐖🍜 (meh 5/10🧾)

venture forth into the spiritual unknown with your new human flamethrower🔥🌻🧡 and ask your favorite private eye to please, for the love of Eve, trade Meguca accounts with me~~~ Head through the eastern spirit portal to meet up with hologram propaganda sis and detective crush's evil ex, who joined a dating-app cult (#fuck) and also turned into the moon?🌕?(that's rough buddy)

get ambushed by Acid Horse on Wheels 🌈🐴 and vomit up my soul so hard that its time for a crossover episode. T U R F F F W A R R R *que operatic harmonies* 💛 Blondie with the hair drills and enough attitude and guns to fill up a noble phantasm tries to ban my account permanently, but PI heartthrob denies her admin privileges. aww babe i didn't know you cared. 😭♥️

get kidnapped by my new true love and go back to her place 😏 defs enough empty rooms to house five emotionally traumatized girls and at least two ghosts hehehe👻 XD 💚🃏💜🎸 decide to form the anti-gossip brigade and recruit my blazing sunflower after getting ambushed by the witch living in my fruit loops🥣

❌outvoted 2:1 that cults are bad. mf. fiinneee one last pull to round out the team and then I'll delete the app. cmonnn Karin 🎃~

OH HELL YEAH TWO FOR ONE.

Always wanted a daughter 💜🔨🐄 with a penchant for pissing off the local Martial Arts & Books Club and drinking suspicious liquids offered by total strangers. Well if it's good enough for her AND the sexy mayadere with enough game to seduce a mermaid, might as well get in on that myself.

#curseddrank 🤢 0/24 would not recommend to a friend, 'cept maybe Ria

win alot of cash 🤑, blow up a fountain, meet the pied piper²🎶🖕, moon cult, monochrome feathers, something about liberation✊🏻; adopt temper tantrum cow girl. aces 💜🥩

Next up!!! skydiving with DJ Hammer! Jump to apparently-not-certain death after suicidal A.I. 💚💾🗼 tells you to rescue her hostage before they run out of Radiohead albums and have to move on to Thom Yorke's solo discography. save the invisible shield kitten 💚👑😿 from happiness and get chased through the internet by the sexiest homicidal Paint Pallette 💚🎨😈 since Caravaggio. (apparently green is the color of the digital apocalypse. i’m deleting Kako from my friend's list)

that’s it, fuck this app. 250 stones 💎 per-life-threatening-experience is more than i’m willing to deal with 😓 don’t wanna mess with the perfect nuclear family anyway. we've already got:

✔️the two emotionally traumatized moms with memory and commitment issues

✔️the adhd daughter with anger management problems and a giant hammer

✔️the psychologically abused scizophrenic cat

✔️and the eccentric aunt with crippling anxiety

#squadgoals

now that were done hoarding bitches, its time to hunt the witches. and the bitches makin the witches. btw did i mention the witches ARE the bitches! AND WERE ALL GOING TO DIE!? 📽️⁉️💀 wait fuck lets back up a second

This is Nemo📕 and Token🧪 and they have all the answers but prefer if you only ask vague questions in exchange for vague responses so they can fill in the rest by discussing their superior intellect 🧠 at length. not to mention they built that dating app, so of course everyone in my harem decides to be a FUCKING. TRAITOR.🤬

cept waifu prime ofc 🥰💙. [PTSD > brainwashing] 'yOu CaN bE tHe LeAdEr NoW'. i have been from the very beginning you traumatized Hinedere nightmare. maybe if you weren't so caught up collecting surrogate daughters you would've noticed IM👏THE👏ONLY👏 ONE👏PROGRESSING👏THE FUCKING👏PLOT✨

rescue the rest of dysfunctional found-family™ from selves before my adorable firebender burns down Disnihama🎡🔥😱 during her weekly anxiety attack. (love the makeover T B H)

CHAPTER 8: Magical Girl Massacre🩸🗡️

- everyone has like, the shittiest day ever

- the new Pope really needs to be extradited from the church

- make friends with a really pretty tree 🌺🌲✨

i swear, if i don't finish this god damn story in time to get that free pull im gonna beat the shit out of every mirror i find in that giant mansion that i haven't even had any time to even mention yet. 🖕🏚️ let alone EVERYTHING happening with the prequel [fuck you, I'm the star] girls 💗💜💙💛❤️️ and their multidimensional melodrama. We don't need that many repetitive af episodes to emphasize that Homo-ra is a shitty person. we've all seen Rebellion. 🙄

NO, I DONT CARE IF YOU WANT SAPPHO'S BACKSTORY, I ONLY HAVE 79 STONES LEFT AND IF YACHAN FINDS OUT I HAVEN'T DELETED THE APP YET IM GONNA HAVE TO GO SLEEP IN WITH SANA 😭💎💸😠

uhhhggggg where were we… Topple a cult and burn down Hotel Denoument only to realize that Sis was fused with the dating app servers this entire madokafuckin time (told ya she was the best wingman 😊).

Dilemma: Sis =🥚, Triumvirate of Trouble want 🐣. What do? vote now:

Help Hatch - IIIIIII

Not Do That - IIIII

What The Actual Fuck Is Going On - IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII

¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Lets just fight everyone until something good happens.

🔥🔫🔥🗡️🔥😱🔥🌆🔥😱🔥🛡️🔥💣🔥

Kill (???) the artist-in-chief of the italian reindeer murder police after teaching her the true meaning of Christmas 🎄 hatch 🐣lil Sis and realize she WAS your wingman all along🐰 MUKYUUUU! we're just gonna ignore how much trouble it would have saved if you'd just mentioned that. "yOu DiDnT aSk..."

FUCK YOU SPACE BITCH. ONCE AN INCUBATOR ALWAYS AN INCUBATOR 🖕🐇🔪

anywho, somewhere along the lines we of course summoned the Antichrist ⚙️ because why not raise the stakes to max and still not kill off a single character. Madofuckinkami, can we PLEASE wrap this up. 😩💤

feathers (not the culty kind, tfm) rain from the sky, and the power of friendship and not having the Urobutcher 🔪🩸as a lead writer saves our peacefully sectioned off alternate reality 😇

TL:DR fuck cults, real life waifus DO exist, don't sell your soul to space rabbits, or your stones to megacorporations. Enjoy arc 2 on the JP server with your shitty translation patch you filthy fuckin weebs

Yours Truly,

- Thirsty Weeb Eroha 💗💎😘

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i-think-i-luv-ya · 4 years ago

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2 KIDS - Taemin Review (?)

I’m not sure if review is the right word but here’s my rant on Taemin’s new music video which is amazing!! The videos are below so check them out!!!

So first let’s talk about the music video and the song:

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So mind you I was listening to A LOT of Taemin’s solo music right before this release... so if you haven’t listened to any of his other stuff at the very least check out Press Your Number, Drip Drop and Danger... once you’re done with that you’ll be so enamored with him you be in love with him like I am lol ANYWHO back to the review rant

So Taemin’s music I’ve loved for a while now because it’s catchy with a nice sound that you can dance to but also really nice and relaxing to listen to...he has a really great voice which is just really focused on in this new song. So the first thing I noticed about the music video was the subtitles! Wow does that make such a huge difference!!! Especially since these lyrics are just amazing, which I will get to later

So beside the fact I could understand the lyrics, the music video reminds me a lot of the video for Press Your Number. There is bright colors, high contrast, Taemin looking amazing with those leather jackets and somber expressions, and of course all the car shots. However, in 2 KIDS the color contrast is a lot more muted, and the video itself tells a story but is a lot less vague, which to me expresses a lot more maturity in the video and its concept as well as the song itself. The song is pretty sad, but it is also has a more upbeat sound, and I think this video did a really good job finding that balance since this is a song you can cry to while dancing. In the music video he is wandering around Paris in the rain, clearly heartbroken and yet Taemin does a REALLY great job of appearing upset but not making that the focus, so his emotions you recognize and yet it doesn’t make the video depressing. So great job Taemin who said you couldn’t act? ! This contrast you can also see with the bright yellow shirt he’s wearing and the fact that its raining, which I just found interesting and thought it was perfect.

Before I get into the lyrics, I want to point out the choreography of this video (or perhaps the lack of it since I read he just free styled throughout the video?! Which honestly doesn’t surprise me, he’s such an incredible dancer). Other videos of his have very complex choreo, which is to be expected since he is so recognized for his dancing. However, this video put more emphasis on the music itself and him singing (also will get to that later with the live video). The dancing is very simple in comparison, and I feel as though it has just enough to put more emotion and emphasis on the song without taking away from it, or even having the spotlight on his dancing rather than his vocals. Also he just moves so effortlessly...like is he dancing or is that just the way he walks? Who knows...

Now in terms of the song: WOW! Like I said its so nice to listen to and you can cry to, you can dance to it, you can play this song at any moment and it’s perfect. The sound is really pleasant, I love that hint of instrumental music that makes it catchy and upbeat, and his voice just really adds to that he is just so talented... AND THE LYRICS! Starting the song with “even if it hurts to breathe leave me alone, let me be alone. Even to miss you in regret...” like what a way to start a song! And to think not being hit instantly with those words if there were no subtitles with all those visuals from the video...that would have been a tragedy. so thanks SM for FINALLY realizing that! Plus it adds more views to the video instead of all us international fans going to a fan made lyric video...so like....thank about that. Other lyrics I just love: “Wishing you would hold me but I pushed you”, “To the end I tried to argue with you. When I look back it was nothing. Why couldn’t I put my ego aside?”, “We were in a loop of arguing and regretting like crazy”, “All the scars and traces you left on me they were love and still are now”, “I kiss every memory one by one”, and of course the chorus “We were just two kids too young and dumb”. Like these hit me hard and I nearly cried, and still have tears in my eye every time I listen to this song (which is all the time). I guess I should be grateful I don’t speak Korean because if the TRANSLATIONS hit that hard how am I supposed to be mentally stable enough to understand exactly what he’s saying....

Now for the live version....

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First of all how can Taemin literally pull of anything? Like that sweater looks like its unraveling with those strings everywhere...then THAT SUIT?? Wow he is just breath taking... But anyway this version REALLY puts that emphasis on his vocals, showing just how far he has come in refining his voice... like it has been a long time since his debut with Replay and to see him now is amazing...he has worked so hard and I’m glad that’s being acknowledged. And even though he always looks good, even the visuals are more muted with less in the background to capture your attention. I mean Press Your Number had 2 choreo videos...and although he brings back the dancing in water this live performance is far from that which again is just great!

So to wrap up my essay cuz damn can I talk... Taemin has come so far and I’m just so happy and proud of him! He always is very hands on with his solo stuff especially, wanting his input put in to everything. With this release, he played such a major role in everything from the sound and lyrics of the songto the location of the video. He’s been doing this for a long time and to see his vision of this particular song come to life....it’s truly amazing. So stream 2 KIDS please!

Shout out to @juicey-moons who kind of inspired me to write this. This was a lot of fun and I will continue doing this! Lmk if you read my paper and what you think!

#lee taemin #alyssa kpop rant #taemin #2 kids #2 kids taemin #kpop #shinee #SUPERM #songs #kpop breakdown #kpop rants #kpop songs #idk wtf to tag #no one will read this anyway so fuck it haha

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jadienjaystoriesandart · 4 years ago

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So this is a thing I did, Thomas Sanders drawing. Getting into the holiday spirit after having found a new blog I REALLY REALLY REALLY like. (Curse my hyperfixation problems. Adhd is a pain :/)

But in all seriousness, found this blog called: @sidestone-urban-legends And I sort of just fell in love. I had been looking for something for the holiday season to give me inspiration. It’s not the horror aspect of it, I just love cryptids.

Varying styles really, first time I’ve tried to do a different kind of nose and eye style in a long time. Kind of like it, possibly wont’ do it often as it was a f*cking pain to shade.

Anywho, really should check out this blog guys, trust me you’ll love it. (Hope I don’t come off as overly creepy man, it’s just hard when you love something but try and hold back.)

Might color is sometime

Comments: Eyes could have been better, hand is meh, need to work on placement of the arm, love the shading I did though ngl, and f*ck the hair by this point.

#thomas sanders #c!thomas #sanders sides #sander sides #traditonal art #shadingpencil #semi-long post #critiquing my art

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365daysofsasuhina · 4 years ago

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[ @sasuhinabigflash2020 || Day Nineteen: A Beautiful Choice ] [ Hyūga Hinata, Hyūga Hanabi ] [ SasuHina ] [ Verse: Best Years of Your Life ] [ AO3 Link ]

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“...are you sure you want me to go with you?”

“Of course. I asked you, didn’t I?”

“Well yeah, but...I mean…” A hesitation. “...we haven’t exactly...been that close.”

“Which is why I asked you, Hanabi.” Looking over from the driver’s seat, Hinata gives her little sister a smile. “...a lot of things in my life have been changing lately. And I want this to be one of those things that changes. You and I have a lot of lost time to make up for...don’t we?”

The younger Hyūga sibling gives a sheepish glance. “But this is, like...a really big deal.”

“Mhm.”

“So shouldn’t you ask some girlfriends or something to go with you?”

At that, Hinata hesitates. “...I...don’t have too many of those. Besides, you know all about this sort of thing, don’t you?”

“...I do?”

“You know, what’s…” Hinata pauses, searching for the right word. “...what’s in and whatnot.”

That earns a snort. “Didn’t think you’d care much about that, honestly.”

“Well, maybe...I should.”

“Nah. You should just get what you want. I mean...you’re only gonna wear it once. Who cares if a wedding dress is in? It’s about looking how you wanna look on your wedding day!”

Mulling that over as she turns off the highway, Hinata eventually nods. “...you’re right. See? This is why I brought you along.”

“Pffft, keep saying that. Wait until I recommend you wear something hot pink and mini.”

At that, she blanches. “...that is not happening.”

“Pink is the new black, right?”

“And wedding dresses are meant to be neither!”

Hanabi just laughs as they pull into the right lot, the bridal shop looming up as Hinata parks right at the front. “But white is boring, ‘nata.”

“It’s also traditional,” is the sniffed reply.

A brown brow perks. “...says the one going against her father’s wishes in marrying this guy, huh?”

Hinata gives a cool glance. “Father has no dictation over what I’m going to...to do with my life anymore.”

“...yeah. I know. And that’s awesome. Now come on - let’s go get you a fancy dress!” Hanabi hops from the car, momentarily glued to her phone as they walk inside.

Immediately, two employees greet them with wide smiles. “How can we help you?”

“Sis is gettin’ married!” Hanabi announces with zero decorum, making Hinata jolt in embarrassment. “And now she’s gotta look the part!”

Thankfully the clerks just both laugh, and then start prattling on about current trends, classical looks, and many other things Hinata mostly tunes out as they become overwhelming, instead looking at various gowns as they’re given a quick tour.

“Do you have anything in mind?”

“Um...not really,” she admits sheepishly. “Just something on the more...traditional side. Nothing short, or...oddly colored.” A pointed glance is given to Hanabi, who snickers.

“Well, that still boasts a wide array of choices! We have a complete guide to all our current gowns here.” One clerk hands her a rather large three-ring binder, which Hanabi immediately snatches. “Or you can just start browsing and see if anything catches your eye! First, however, let’s go ahead and get your measurements marked down so we’ll know how to tailor it for you.”

Immediately embarrassed at all of the touching and looking, Hinata does her best to hold still as every aspect of her person is jotted down. One associate then disappears as the other starts showing off various gown styles.

“This was all the rage last spring - the lace is intricate and yet not too busy, so it’s elegant without being over the top, as they say. And it has an optional train that can be up to ten feet!”

“Oh, um…” Hinata’s brow furrows at the thought. “I...probably don’t want much of a train, actually.”

“Sure! It’s a bit of a fading trend, so you probably won’t see many in our collections anyway.”

Nodding, Hinata then hesitates. “Can I just...take a look around for a while?” Alone? she thinks to herself, finding the employees a bit...stifling.

“Of course - just let us know when you find something or if you have any questions.”

Smiling briefly to be polite, she can’t help a small sigh of relief as they round a corner into another aisle of gowns. “My goodness…”

“Gotta love being mobbed, huh?”

“Mhm.”

“That’s how it was last year when I went prom dress shopping.” Seated on a stool, Hanabi looks up from the catalogue with a deadpan expression. “You’d think I was buying a wedding dress with how much fussing they did. Like...man, it’s not that deep.”

“Deep?” Hinata asks as she flickers through a rack of dresses.

“Like...it’s not that important. I’ll wear it once and then donate it to Goodwill or something.”

“Or keep it for other formal events.”

“Nothing for school though - I don’t wanna be caught dead in the same dress twice.”

That earns a skeptical look from the older sister before she buries back into the gowns...and then pauses.

...oh.

Revealed from the cluster of dresses is one of a shining, simple fabric. No lace, no beads, just...effortless elegance. Strapless, it has a shawl-like top that drapes back down over the torso with a moderate A-frame skirt.

...it’s perfect.

Taking the hanger out, Hinata lets it drape freely, falling more and more in love with it as she looks.

“Hey, did you -? Whoa…”

“...do you like it?”

Setting the binder aside, Hanabi hops from her perch and gets closer. “That’s really pretty! Kinda basic, but like...in a cool way.”

As if summoned, one of the clerks reappears. “Did you find something?”

“...I think so. Can I try it on?”

“Yes, of course!”

It takes a little finagling (Hinata going crimson as her bust fails to fit), but they manage to squeeze her into the gown. Hanabi, from her spot, gives a grin and two thumbs up before beginning to take pictures with her phone.

Turning to the mirrors behind her, Hinata examines each for a different angle. It really is perfect. Simple, elegant...nothing ridiculous. Just...a dress to wear on the happiest day of her life, when she finally gets to marry Sasuke Uchiha.

“...I’ll take it,” she then affirms, earning a clap from the attendant.

“A beautiful choice! We’ll get it fitted to your measurements right away and call you when it’s finished! You’re going to have a lucky beau with his jaw on the floor when he sees you in it.”

Smiling softly at her reflection, Hinata simply nods.

The sisters take their leave once all details are settled, returning to Hinata’s car and heading back out onto the road.

“You looked so frickin’ pretty, ‘nata.”

“Thank you, Hanabi.”

“Can I show my friends?”

“I guess there’s no harm in that.”

“Yeah, it’s not like any of them know Sasuke. He’ll never see it.”

“...you really think it suited me?”

“Chyeah. He’s gonna flip when he sees you in it. But like, in a good way.”

That earns a snort. “...I hope so.”

“I know so. Like you said, I’m the expert.”

“...thank you for coming with me.”

“Sure! Need help picking out anything else?”

“Hm...I’m not sure. But if I do, I’ll let you know.”

“Sweet.”

I’msofarbehindI’msosorry. Basically I had a very hellish weekend and just...didn’t have heart to write for a few days. Technically it bled into today but I wanted to get at least ONE piece done @~@ Hopefully tomorrow I can grind more out, it just...depends, aha~ BUT ANYWAY! About the actual drabble, lol - a wee scene in modern featuring the sisters. No Sasuke for once! But I always need to give Hinata (and Hanabi) more love, and some sister bonding. And what better way than dress shopping together? The dress I tried to describe is actually here - hopefully I did okay in words, but here’s the picture just in case! It just felt very ‘Hinata’ to me lol Anywho, I’d best call it a night. Apologies again for falling so far behind, life is just...blegh, aha. I’ll try and catch up soon - and if not, we’ll just run a few days late! But either way, thank you for reading~

#sasuhinabigflash2020 #shbf2020 #sasuhina #hyūga hinata #hyūga hanabi #best years of your life [ au ]

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haku112 · 5 years ago

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Character Bio: Sekhen Niles (Warframe Operator)

https://hawker-the-gary.tumblr.com/image/610896697224249344 (My operators apperance drawn by @hawker-the-gary (again, THANK YOU! :) ) Name: Sekhen Niles

Age (physically): 22 years old.

Description: Sekhen is a long (173 cm) tanned skinned boy with black, wild hair that sweeps to one side, brilliant golden eyes, small mechanical implants on his cheeks, forehead and chin and beep blue veins that stretches over his neck, throat and the sides of his cheeks and spreads down over his shoulders and upper parts of his chest. On his head he wears a blue and red Yakini diadem that stretches from behind his head and ends above his ears in a Ceasar laurel wreath style as well as having earings that wrap around the outside of the ear. He wears a Manduka transference suit with a black small scarf and a protective helmet that usually is stung back behind him over his back, he has black sleeves with red near the rim of the sleeve, the shoulders and other parts untill the waist are a sandy color with a line near the middle and bottom half of the shirt being black and the most middle part is a light blue color with a small decorative piece over the chest being black with two red gemstones. He wears the Vent Pobber pants which is mostly black with blue stripes at the legs with the sand color for his shoes with red soles. BEFORE THE ZARIMAN INCIDENT The Orokin had observed that Sekhen has qlways been a more reserved child, quiet, cold, aloof and distant, watching the other children play from a distance, not involving himself with them, more content digilently, patiently learning and mastering things that kindle his curiousity, things like swordplay, calligraphy, playing the Shawzin, playing Komi and Reading, especially things like battle strategies fascinated his young mind and he very quickly absorbed knowlege like a sponge, especially about history which wowed and stunned his teachers. DURING THE INCIDENT When he learned that he and a few other Children was sent on a ship out into space he was not that interested at first but then after thinking about it, this was a chance to maybe get new knowlege and expand his horizon, agreeing to join the ship. Seeing how the adults started to slowly but shurely become twisted by the energy of void, leaving their minds broken as they in time began tearing eachother apart in feral frenzy, leaving the children scared and helpless, Sekhen did not know what to do, no great strategy how he would escape would enter his mind Before a piercing shriek entered his mind as one adult started attacking one of the children who had accidently strayed to close, looking for her mother among the corpses. Without a second thought he rushed in while grabbing a broken pipe and started to fend away the feral adult, bashing their head in with an echoing, metallic ring. When a shaky, scared breath whispered “thank you” to Sekhen, he knew what he had to do. He quickly rounded up the small group of children that was with him and guided them to an easily defendable cargo hold where they would hole up untill they were safe. When rescue finally had arrived and the Principal investigator Kaleen arrived after what felt like an eternity on the ship Sekhen had started to open up to the others, trying to comfort his peers however he could, making him learn compassion and companionship, something he had lacked Before the incident had happened, when Kaleen was scarred by the power of one of the frightened children he had tried his best to help her to no avail as she was permanently and horribly disfigured. AFTER THE INCIDENT After the incident Sekhen suffered greatly at the hands of the Orokin who know feared him and the rest of his peers as the void had changed them and given them strange new Powers, witnessing horrid experiments on them before the one known as Margulis saved them and found a way to harness and Control their Powers using tranference into the surrogate bodies known as warframes. Sekhen was grateful to her, seeing her as a mother and loved her as did all the childred for she had cared for them like her own, adopting them.

Personality snippet He is a quite friendly, open and curious boy who is also very patient and calm. He rather plan ahead in detail rather than rush in headfirst and recklessly or thin out the enemies lines first before taking out the main target. He has a nack for strategy and always tries to think three or four steps ahead of his enemies following the Naramon school of knowing your enemy to quickly and efficiently take them down. He can sometimes be a bit of a perfectionist though and come off as a bit overcatious and annoying. Though he has nothing against other people he mostly fight solo, out of old habit, when he is in a team he always tries his best to be a good supporter, picking off enemies and leaving them vunrable using his warframes abilities to best turn the tide of the battle in their favour even he can be a Little overcautious asking if any help is needed or giving off tidbits of advice. He prefers to use his Vectis sniper rifle from a distance, though he is not afraid of getting his hands dirty up and Close if he has too using his kopesh blade cutting his enemies down in a flurry of quick slashes. He has intense love for Music playing the Shawzin and practicing whenever he has free time as well as playing Komi both alone and with other people, tenno and otherwise that he meets under his travels. The incident and recent cruelty he has witnessed during his travels have made him very empathic and compassionate to the pain of others and the people of Fortuna (The Solaris) especially. This is one of the reason he has bonded with Inaros, hearing the story of his as a saviour of the people of Mars. He has also grown a great distaste or even hatred for the corpus, both for making sickening proxies of the “ dead” husks of warframes (the Zanuka) as well as exploiting and enslaving the people of solaris making his dispatching of them on a mission very thorough and with cold, calculated efficiancy.

Fun Facts He has a pet Kubrow named Jasiri which looks like a spotted hyena clad in sand color, blue and red Amphatz Armor that Sekhen just adores and pets, she means the world to him and Always gets a bit anxious when he takes her with him on missions. Jasiri herself is a very friendly and cuddly doggo, though very proud as well as fiercely loyal and vicious in battle, Always eager to show off how powerful she is mainly so Sekhen don´t have to worry about her. He also have his own pet MOA he calls “Buzz” (After Buzz Lightyear, cuz well...i love the Toy Story Movies) and becuse it makes a buzzing, almost chirping sound. Curious and brave it inspects and analyses Everything new it sees and is quite a bundle of energy. Sekhen also quite enjoys collecting gem & minerals, some of which he has displayed in a small shelf in his orbiter. He is also a fan of fishing as he finds it quite relaxing. @keyenuta @hawker-the-gary Well, ehm here is my Operators Bio >/////////////////////////////< hope you like it...was not shure on what personality traits to give him and hope that nothing i wrote broke lore or something….or just sounds embarassing >___<” *nervous* ehm, anywho enjoy

#Warframe #Warframe Operator #Character Sheet #Warframe Inaros

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m00nslippers · 5 years ago

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Hello!! Hope you don’t mind me stopping by your inbox! I absolutely fell in love with your writing style and especially the “Everyone Has a Crush on Jason” AU! I was wondering how you’d think everyone would react to learning the fact that Jason literally glows when he meditates? Anywho, have a nice day!! Much love

(These two asks are related so I’m putting them together)

Thank you, so glad you’re enjoying the ECoJ AU! It’s fun to write. You wouldn’t necessarily know it from the other stuff up on my AO3 which is more angsty, but I used to write a lot of humor, so it’s pretty fun to get back into that. I love getting asks! Sometime they sit in my inbox a while before I get around to answering them, but I’m happy to get them! Canonically Jason totally does glow when he’s meditating and using All-Caste powers, doesn’t he? I believe he did in New 52 RHATO. I think he glows white, but I could totally see people believing there is a connection between Jason’s eyes glowing green, even if they are actually two different powers/substances at play causing both. I’ve got some headcanons that involve both glows/powers, so maybe I’ll do a post about it at some point.

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*The Question, pacing in front of a large projection screen, featuring a power-point showing various pictures and facts about Jason Todd as he monologues to the members of the Jason Todd Appreciation Society. His first slide is a still from Watchtower security of the night when The Question tried to interrogate Jason about his white streak as he was sleeping, which clearly shows Jason’s snarl of anger and his eyes glowing a vivid green in the dim light.*

The Question, indicating Jason’s eyes with his laser pointer: Exhibit A--glowing green eyes. When the subject is in a heightened state of aggression, one observes his eyes, normally an oceanic blue-green to glow an acid green color.

*Clicking to the next slide, the image is from another Watchtower camera in the training room, which is empty but for Jason, who is sitting cross-legged and meditating, a bright glow of indeterminate color surrounding him.*

The Question, indicating Jason’s whole self with his pointer: Exhibit B--When the subject is in a state of heightened focus and meditation, one observes his body emitting light.

The Question, pondering aloud: Are these two behaviors, which indicate the presence of a something beyond the known abilities of a normal human, connected? The evidence suggests so. Now the question we must ask ourselves, Lady and Gentlemen, is what substance, what power could produce such a phenomena? What could alter the state of a human body such that they could exhibit the abilities found in one Jason Todd? I ask of you, what has the man been in contact with which has the qualities of both illumination and the color green? The answer is--

Hal, stunned: Holy crap, are you saying Jason is a living embodiment of Willpower?

Guy, eyes huge: That would explain so much...

Kyle, wincing: No way am I okay with Jason having Lantern abilities, he’d be insufferable!

The Question, taken aback: What? No, I--

Kara, gasping: His blood has been infused with Kryptonite! I bet it was that damned Lex Luther...

The Question, baffled: Absolutely not.

Booster Gold, tapping his chin: Don’t like...half the weird substances in Gotham glow green? Joker toxin, Ivy’s pollen, Bane’s venom...

Kara, overreacting with worry: Jason used Bane’s Venom before a few years ago, I saw it in his blood! Oh no, it’s mutated him!

The Question, shouting to get a word in: The Lazarus Pit, I’m talking about the Lazarus Pit!

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detectivejigsawpines · 5 years ago

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The Barber of Gopher Road

Or, Stan finds his potential calling.

Here’s something funny and wholesome to (hopefully) make up for the emotional roller coaster the last two stories in this AU has put you through.

The front door opened, and Ford stomped in, carrying an empty satchel and grumbling to himself.

Stan, who was looking in the bathroom mirror and wondering if his ears had always been this big (getting a haircut recently seemed to have really made them stick out), peered out and saw him looking like a storm cloud with glasses.

“No luck?” he asked, turning off the bathroom light and going into the main room after his brother.

Ford dumped the satchel on the giant toe coffee table and flopped into one of the chairs which had been set up on either side of it.

“Mutter mutter unicorn mutter mutter mutter pure of heart mutter,” he replied.

Stan took a moment to process that. “I’m gonna take that as a no.”

“The dumb unicorn said that I wasn’t pure enough of heart, okay?” Ford snapped.

“Pure of heart? What does that even mean?”

Ford gave an irritable shrug, looking more like a sulky toddler than his usual semi-dignified self.

“Sounds kinda hinky,” Stan said, frowning. “Cuz if that’s supposed to mean someone who’s never done anything wrong, that’s impossible. Nobody’s ever been pure of heart unless you believe in Jesus and the Dalai Lama and stuff.”

“Stanley, the Dalai Lama is a real person.”

Stan was no longer listening, because the wheels of his brain were busy turning. Absentmindedly he began pacing back and forth, in a way that was quite like his brother except that he was rubbing the back of his neck, brushing over the spot that used to be covered by his hair.

His hair…

Suddenly, eyes bright with an idea, Stan snatched up the satchel. Then he headed for the kitchen and dug around in the drawer they used for miscellaneous items (which was always sticking because neither of them could remember to make sure the items were laid in properly) until he pulled out a pair of good sharp scissors.

“What are you doing?!” Ford demanded, chasing after him.

“Watch me, Sixer. I’m gonna get you that unicorn hair.”

Ford let out an incredulous scoff. “You? If I am not pure of heart by her standards, then you are definitely not-”

“See ya later.”

And Stan snatched the journal that contained the incantation to open the entry to the unicorn glen, and was out the door.

********

After a stop in town to pick up some extra supplies at the convenience store, Stan headed into the forest. The glen was easily found and opened, even though he felt a little stupid reading the chant aloud. But at least it worked-even if it meant being nearly blinded by the horrendous rainbow light when he opened the giant golden doors.

It looks like a six-year-old girl’s backpack threw up all over this place, he thought, taking in the trees, the waterfall above the limpid pool, and above all, the unicorn posing curled up on a rock in front of the random rainbow which was hanging in the air for no apparent reason.

“You again!” the unicorn exclaimed when she saw him, leaping to her dainty hooves and stamping one of them in agitation. “I told you, you are not pure of heart-!”

“You got the wrong guy, sister,” Stan said, putting his hands in his pockets. “I’m his brother, Stan. Nice ta meet ya.”

The unicorn blinked her enormous purple eyes in bewilderment. “Amazing! I’ve never seen two humans who looked so much alike!”

Stan snorted. “Eh, personally I think I’m the handsome one. Anywho, I wanted ta see you for myself, and-”

“Only a human who is pure of heart may have some of my hair!” The unicorn stamped her hoof again, and flared her nostrils in a dainty snort.

Stan barely refrained from rolling his eyes. “Yeah, well, I’m probably not gonna make the grade, but feel free ta check.”

The unicorn, Celesta-whatever (Ford had mentioned hearing her name from the gnomes, but Stan had already forgotten the full thing), looked confused for a moment, but then jabbed her horn into his chest.

Stan resisted his next impulse, to smack away the sharp object being jabbed at him.

She’s not using it as a weapon, he reminded himself. Be cool.

Sure enough, after the heart shape appeared for a few seconds, Celesta-thingy reared her head back.

“Yooooouuuuu are not pure of heeeeaaaaart!!!!!!” she wailed. “And you didn’t take off your shoes when you came in! You must leeeeeaaaaave!!!!!!!”

This time Stan was unable to resist rolling his eyes a tiny bit. But he shrugged, and hoisted the bag higher up on his shoulder.

“Okay, fine by me. If you wanna loaf around with your hair looking like that, what do I care?”

And he turned on his heel.

“WHAT WAS THAT?!”

Stan glanced over his shoulder, and hid a smirk at the look of shocked outrage on the unicorn’s face.

“Nothing, nothing. Have a nice day.” He turned back around and headed for the exit-

Seconds later Celesta-whosit was in his path, teeth actually bared. “What did you say about my hair?! How dare you! My hair is beautiful and perfect!”

Stan chewed his lip, and did an indifferent shrug. “Okay, if you say so.”

“What?” she demanded. “Tell me what you’re implying this instant!”

“Oh, you don’t wanna-”

“TELL ME!”

Stan sighed in fake reluctance. “Well, if you insist…” He took a deep breath. “It’s just...your hair is completely last year’s style, okay? I mean, have you looked at it recently?” He strode around her in a circle, plucking at it with the tips of his fingers and making disapproving noises. “You’re behind the times, letting it grow all long like that-I’m surprised you haven’t been laughed out of the forest! And don’t even get me started on those awful split ends.”

“I do NOT have split ends!” But now there was a waver of uncertainty in her not-so-angelic voice.

Stan shrugged, coming back to face her. “Whatever you say, lady. All I’m saying is, give me fifteen minutes and I could fix you up real nice, make it so you could actually show your face outside. But you obviously don’t want anyone touching your hair, so just don’t worry about it. See ya around-”

Seconds later he was being shoved bodily into the center of the glen, until he landed on his rear on a large rock (ow). Then the unicorn draped herself in front of him, tossing her rainbow-colored locks until they were facing him.

Stan tried not to grin.

****

It was surprisingly relaxing, cutting the unicorn’s hair. He hadn’t had much experience, but he did his best to keep it even, stuffing the chopped-off parts into the satchel. He was almost done, when two more unicorns stepped into the glen from the other side of the pool.

“Hey, C-beth, you busy? We were wondering-WHAT THE HECK?!”

Both of them stopped, jaws dropping practically to the ground.

Celesta-whatsit raised her head, the tip of her horn glowing. “Oh, hi, guys! This wonderful human is giving me a haircut to help me keep up with the times!”

Stan raised the hand not holding the scissors and waved to them. “How’s it hanging?”

And she’s not the last of her kind either. These guys really are a bunch of lying jerks.

The pink one daintily stepped forward, head tilted in bewilderment. “Keep up with the times? What are you talking about?”

Stan trimmed the last piece, and cleaned off his scissors on his sleeve. Maybe it would be best to grab the satchel and run with it...but suddenly he wanted to know if this would work. “You guys really don’t get out much, do you? If you did you wouldn’t even have to ask.” He patted C-beth’s hide. “Go on and take a look.”

The unicorn got to her hooves, and stepped over to the pool, where she peered in-and gasped.

Stan had turned her mane into a bob which stopped just at the base of her neck, and curled at the ends, so she suddenly bore an odd resemblance to some pictures of his grandma that his mother had shown them once. It was a little ragged, and he hadn’t quite gotten it to look like the picture in one of the hairdo magazines he’d brought, but on the whole it was better than he’d worried it would turn out.

C-beth tossed her mane back and forth, eyes wide.

“I-it’s been so long since it’s felt this light,” she marvelled. “I’m not sure how I feel about it…”

“Can you do my hair too?” the turquoise unicorn suddenly asked, bounding over to Stan.

“Yeah, me too!” cried the pink one. “Cut my hair-I’ve had this same stupid ‘do since I was a foal! Do you think you can do layers?”

“Man, we gotta tell the girls at the hooficure place!”

“We’ll pay you!”

Before Stan’s eyes, they briefly turned into wallets with hooves.

****

A few hours later, Ford stared at Stan, jaw dropped, as he emptied out a bag filled with rainbow colors.

“And I think I can probably get more if I go back tomorrow-they said they were gonna tell their friends, and they’ll want to keep up with the new ‘style’ too. I’m gonna need some practice with haircuts, but maybe I can learn how ta do head massages or something too. And look!” He grabbed the enormous treasure chest he’d been given by the gushing unicorns, and pushed it open with his foot. “We finally have treasure!”

Well, technically it had been him. But still. Ford was the one who had found the unicorns in the first place, so he was kind of involved.

“...You tricked the unicorns into giving up their hair?” Ford asked in a tone of strangled disbelief. “And they paid you for it?”

Stan grinned, and shrugged. “Guess being a liar and a cheater works for me after all. So, what’re you gonna do with this stuff?”

Ford still looked a little shell-shocked. “Well, I-I need to study what sort of magical properties all of this has. I’ve read all sorts of stories, but I don’t know how much is fact and how much is fiction yet.”

“Heh, you could probably use some of this to knit a sweater.” Stan didn’t know why, but as soon as he said that it felt...oddly appropriate.

Ford snorted as he gathered up some of the hair and rushed off to the lab.

****

Word gets around the forest fast-soon enough other magical creatures show up wanting Stan to cut their hair for them. Fairies, wood nymphs, merfolk, even manotaurs who want to go with a buzz cut or something. Stan worries a little bit about how 'manly' of a job being a hairdresser is, but it works until or unless he can find one in the human world. And in the meantime, it keeps Ford happy by giving him plenty of samples to study, so win-win.

#Gravity Falls #flipside AU #stan pines #ford pines #celestabellebethabelle #unicorns #stan is smarter than the dumb unicorns #you can't con a conman

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spacecanary · 6 years ago

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Runaways Part One

Pairing: Peter Parker x Stark!Reader

Warnings: knife fight scars, some cussing, (possible) IW spoilers,

Request: Anon- heyy, i really love your writing and i was wondering if you can do a peter x stark!read imagine that they are like wanda and vision hiding on a beautiful city (just like in the movie) and something like the bedroom or the street scene of infinity war. i hope it's not so confusing.

A/N: I really actually fell in love with this request. It was so much fun to write. If you guys want, there can be multiple parts. I’m kinda feeling a series like this. (Basically to make up for this part being kinda trash) And I am so sorry that this took so long! the next requests I will have out within the next week or so.

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Anywho, let me know if you want on a tag list!

(y/m/n) - your middle name

(r/h/c) - random hair color, hair color of your choice.

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We fall back, pulling the sheets around our bodies.

“I love you, (Y/n),” He breathes, kissing the top of my head.

“I love you too,” I mumble into his chest.

Slowly, I let the blissful sleep take me.

“Peter...” I mumble into the sheets. I reach for him, but I come up empty. My eyes open slightly, the dimly lit room greeting me.

“I’m over here (Y/n),” He responds, his voice full of exhaustion. Slowly, I pull the sheets around my bare body and swing my legs over the side of the bed. A groan escapes my lips as I stretch out my limbs. I look over at him. His form leaning against the wall, arms crossed over his chest as he gazes out the window in a white t-shirt and sweats. With a sigh, I push myself off the bed, slowly shuffling into the bathroom.

With a flick of a switch, my reflection is illuminated. I sigh, barely even recognizing myself. Two years. Two years we’ve been running. I couldn’t stay at the base anymore. It was too much. Peter... Peter ran with me. But in order to hide, we had to change. Our aliases were the first thing. Peter going by Benjamin, and myself, using the name (y/m/n). Then came our looks. New hair, a darker brown for Peter, and an (r/h/c) for me. And new styles for both of us, changing periodically, of course.

The fight was over. My father and Steve were off somewhere... nobody knew where. I didn’t know what would happen... siding with Steve. My dad was disappointed, of course, but he made it very clear that I can choose whatever I feel. So I did. I just didn’t realize it made us fugitives.

Everybody split up after the battle, not really knowing what to do or where to go. Natasha ended up taking me, the teenager, back to the base before the soldiers could arrive.

“Hey, Nat?” I ask from the passenger seat of some person’s car.

“Hmmm?”

“What do I do now? I don’t want to spend the rest of my life in that... place...” I trail off.

“You won’t.” She says simply.

“Wait. What?”

“The moment you sided with Steve, Tony and I worked out a plan for you to run away.” She says slowly, gauging my reactions. “Your father was never going to let them lock you up. So... we talked about it, and decided on Ireland.”

“I-Ireland?” I mumble, my eyes wide.

“The outskirts of Dublin, to be exact. Tony set you up with a bank account so that you’d be well taken care of, and I set up your passport and ID along with the documents.” She explains as we pull into the ‘driveway’ that leads to the base.

“But... I can’t just leave... what about my Dad? Or Peter? What about them?” I mumble confusedly. Nat sighs, turning and giving me a sad smile.

“It’s not forever, (Y/n). Only until everything calms down. Maybe two or three years.”

The whole situation has been hard on the both of us. We barely sleep anymore, nor do we eat as much as we should. I stare at my form, my eyes sunken in and cheekbones growing more visible.

Sick. I look sick.

I dismiss it, dropping the sheet before pulling my duffle bag onto the countertop. My hands dig through the contents, eventually retrieving a gray tank-top and some dark denim jeans. I slowly pull the material on, my muscles aching. I take one last look before I walk out, crossing the wooden floor. My arms snake around Peter’s waist as I rest my chin on his shoulder. I feel him sigh against me.

“It’s raining,” I mumble. He hums in reply, turning around to face me.

“It rains every morning, (y/n),” Peter’s eyes meet mine, and for the first time, I notice how exhausted he looks. His under eyes darkened, hair grown out. But it’s not just his looks. “and every morning you say that. Every morning.” his voice gravelly, accompanying a soft smile.

He presses a kiss to my forehead before making his way to the bed. Peter pulls out a large duffle bag from underneath. He unzips it, retrieving a pair of jeans and a navy button down. Peter hesitates, placing the clothes beside him.

“What do we have going on today?” He looks at me from the bed.

I fold my arms over my chest, leaning against the wall.

“Well, I have a hair appointment in the afternoon. The dye’s growing out. And I suppose I ought to get some food for the week, and some other things. I’ll pick you up another box of dye since yours has grown out a bit as well,” I gesture to his fading dark chocolate hair. “What do you have?”

“I have to pick up parts to fix the micro camera in the door, so I’ll be working on that. But... there’s this place down the street from here that I've heard a lot of people talking about. So, I figured I could take you out... like-”

“Like old times.” I finish, a smile growing on my face.

“We just need to make sure nobody tails us...” He sighs, standing up. Peter pulls his shirt over his head, revealing two jagged scars on his left shoulder. I shake my head at the cause.

Peter had protected this woman from getting harassed by this guy in the alley next to our hotel. The guy followed Peter to our room, waiting for one of us to open the door. He got in when the two of us were leaving to grab groceries. The man grabbed me. As I fought him off, Peter tackled him. Suddenly, a burning sensation swept my abdomen. My hand flew to the site as I examined it. Peter yelped not much later. He delivered a final punch, knocking the man out. Blood started seeping through a rip in his sweater. He stood up, kicking the blade away. See, neither of us knew he had a knife. I looked down at my abdomen. The cut wasn’t deep, and could easily be stitched up without hospitalization. Peter had two slice wounds on his left shoulder, also easily stitched up. We ended up taking the knife and treating the wounds before calling security saying that a man had just tried to rob us rather than attack us. They took him away, getting a brief report from us and that was that.

“What’re we doing, Peter? We’re nineteen. This isn’t what nineteen-year-olds are supposed to be doing,” I start as he takes his sweats off, replacing them with his jeans. “We’re supposed to be getting ready for college, partying, enjoying life...” I chuckle. Peter finishes buttoning his shirt, looking at me sadly.

“They were going to arrest you, put you in that horrible containment facility. You had no choice, (y/n).” Peter tries to reassure me as he pulls on his boots.

“But you did.” I keep my arms crossed.

“What?” Peter’s voice goes higher.

“You had a choice. You didn’t have to follow me. You didn’t have to give up your dream,” I sigh. Peter wanted to go to MIT so badly. He had everything planned out.

“You are my dream, (y/n). You’re the one that always told me to follow my dreams, so I followed you.”

By now he’s in front of me, leaning against the wall with his arms folded over his chest.

“We shouldn’t be here,” I say softly, gazing into his tired eyes.

“But we are, and we’re here together. That’s all that matters,” He mumbles, pressing a kiss to my forehead before walking across the room to the sofa. I retrieve my shoes from by the desk, plopping myself down on the edge of the mattress, slipping them on.

“Okay,” he starts, sliding on a black coat. “well I am going to go get the replacement parts and do my thing. I’ll meet you back here and then we’ll go to the restaurant... deal?”

“Deal,” I reply, looking up at him.

“See you soon, (y/n).” Peter opens the door, walking into the hallway of the hotel.

I quickly stand and hold the door. “Hey Pete,” I call to the teen walking away from me. He pivots on one foot to look at me, hands in his pockets. “be careful, okay?”

Peter flashes a classic grin. “I will... don’t worry.”

And with that, I retreat back into the room. I pull a cream-colored sweater over my head, pairing it with a knit beanie. Grabbing my bag and room key, I walk out the door.

My phone buzzes in my pocket. Once I’m in the elevator, I grab it. The screen illuminated and Peters name pops up.

Peter Parker - I love you beautiful

(Y/n) - I love you too.

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badwolf-in-the-impala · 6 years ago

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~Welcome to the Neighborhood -- Ch.4~

Moodboard made by me @badwolf-in-the-impala, I do not own any of the photos used.

A/N: Chapter four! Whoop, whoop! I hope you guys are enjoying this fab collab that @jacksonroth and I are doing?! This chapter makes a bit of a time jump, but I believe we plan on typing up some ‘deleted scenes’ style chapters to help fill in gaps. Anywho, let us know if you would like a tag! Chapters posted every Monday!

Warnings: Anxiety, language, implied sexy time ;)

Word count: 4,714

Previous Chapter

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6 months passed and the sisters settled quite nicely in Charming and among the club. Gemma took them under her wing and showed them the ropes, not that they needed help there, but they let her anyway. Kacey and Clay were practically joined at the hip when she was working on Harper’s truck and then on other cars and bikes, and she got along nicely with Half-Sack when she worked the bar. Harper became a favorite at the diner, getting rather generous tips that helped pay off the truck and get their bikes down to them in record time. The minute the flat bed rolled onto the lot, Kacey and Harper got their bikes down and shot out of the lot, Jax, Opie and Juice laughing as they raced to their bikes to try and keep up with them.

As they settled to their new life and job, they also got rather close and comfy with Opie and Jax. While the sisters made a promise to only let it be a one time thing, neither sister could resist the bikers and began fooling and sneaking around with Jax and Opie. It all started out innocent enough in the beginning. No more than stolen moments here and there whenever the other sister wasn’t around or paying attention; but that quickly turned to little white lies and late nights of sneaking out. It was like they were teenagers all over again...Complete with several instances of Kacey having to shove Opie out her window and Jax hiding under Harper’s bed, before either sister walked in, or anyone else for that matter; The last thing Harper wanted was to get caught with Jax by Gemma.

Once Harper settled as a waitress, within the first few weeks, she was playing hostess when the other girls were out sick. She had grown into the role, well, and was now trusted with counting the registers after her shifts. As she counted the money made from breakfast and a few stragglers before the lunch rush, the familiar, unmistakable rumbling sound of two Softails met her ears and she looks up from the bills in her hand, watching in horror, as Alvarez and one of his cronies drove down Main St and parked just outside the diner. Harper quickly went through the money, scribbling down the numbers and slammed everything back in before taking off back to her locker. Her shift was long over and she only stayed later to do a thorough count of the money, so no one would have wondered why she wasn’t there. Her hands shook as she fumbled with her lock, grabbing her jacket and purse before hauling ass to the back and jumping into her car.

She didn't know if they were going into the diner or the corner store next door, but she wasn’t about to stick around and find out. She had to get to the clubhouse - Fast. She flew down the side streets she’d become so acquainted with, dialing her phone to call first the house, then the clubhouse. When no one answered, the panic began to set in. Hands shaking, she took a breath and called Jax. If anyone would pick up for her, it would be him.

“*Hey, darlin’. What’s up? You just get off work?*” Jax answered in a happy tone that made Harper smile, if only brief.

“Yeah. Yeah, I did. Um, i-is my sister working? Is she at the garage? I-I can’t get a hold of her…” Harper said, trying not to be too frantic and cause Jax to worry. But as she tried and failed, she heard the worry in his voice when he responded, “*Yeah, she’s in the clubhouse-Harper, is everything okay? Are you in trouble?*”

Harper sighed and shook her head. “No. No, we’re-I’m fine. I just need to know where she is. I’m on my way over now.” She didn't give Jax the opportunity to answer as she hung up. She was already speeding and didn't want to add more charges onto the ticket by being on her phone. She whipped into the lot and into a spot, not bothering to park correctly. When Harper jumped down from her truck, Opie strolled over, catching up to her quick pace in a matter of steps.

Fucking tree… Harper thought, rolling her eyes as she caught a glimpse of Opie approaching her.

“Hey. Is everything okay?” Opie asked, concerned.

“Fine. Fine. Where’s-Where’s Kacey?” Harper asked, glancing toward the garage in case she might be there. Opie raised an eyebrow, unconvinced, as he said, “Clubhouse.”

Without another word, Harper took off in a run, making Opie stop and watch her as he puffed on a dying cigarette. As Harper rushed inside the clubhouse, Jax appeared at Opie’s side, from the office.

“Was that Harper? Is she okay?” Jax asked. Opie nodded and glanced at him.

“I’m not sure, man. I don’t think I’ve ever seen her frazzled like that before.” Opie said. Jax sighed and patted Opie on the back, the both of them then headed for the clubhouse. Inside, Harper brushed off the greetings by the guys as she scanned the bar for her sister. Half-Sack came around the corner with a case of beers in his hands, Kacey soon following with a laugh. Harper sighed and shot over to her, grabbing her arm as she set the case down.

“Hey, Sis.” Kacey smiled as she looked up her sister. The corners of her mouth quickly turning down when she saw the look on Harper’s face. “Is everything ok?”

Harper glanced around the room before she whispered, “We need to leave. Now.”

“What? Why?!” Kacey asked as her sister tugged on her arm, pulling her around the corner. “Harper? What the hell is going on?”

“Alvarez, Kacey. Him and one of his guys. I was at the diner and I-” Kacey cut her off at the mention of Alvarez’s name. She tore off her half apron and tossed it onto the bar, grabbing her purse and vest before going back around the corner. All the color having drained out of her face by this point.

“You couldn’t have fucking lead with that?!” Kacey whispered in a harsh tone as she tugged on her over shirt and vest. “They find me here and I’m as good as fucking dead...or worse. They’ll drag it out to make a fucking point!” Kacey put a hand to her chest as her breathing became erratic; suddenly feeling like a deer in headlights with nowhere to go. Harper grabbed her arms and started breathing with her to avoid a panic attack. Once Kacey’s breathing regulated, Harper grabbed her hand and said, “I know. You think I wanted them to see me? They pulled up in front of the goddamn diner, Kay.”

Harper looked around the corner, then turned to her sister and said, “Listen. If anyone asks, we have a family emergency and need to get to the house.”

“But won’t Opie and Jax-”

“Tell them we’re fine and we have to go. But we don’t know why Alvarez is here, so we need to get home and stash the truck, okay?” Harper led Kacey through the bar, both of them ready to tell their lie walking if anyone asked after them. The second Harper set foot out the clubhouse door, she felt a death grip on her hand, soon hearing the sound that set Kacey on edge. Harper had her mind set on reaching her truck, but a few more steps and the bikes suddenly rolled onto the lot and into view, causing Harper to turn and push her sister back inside.

“Jesus, Harper! What the fuck?!” Kacey hissed as she narrowed her gaze at her sister. Trying her best to keep the panic that was building from spilling over. “Are we leaving or not?!”

“Can you shut up for 5 seconds?!” Harper hissed back. “They just pulled onto the fucking lot!”

Harper sighed and chewed her lip, trying to figure out how to get out to her truck. She glanced up to the tvs that transmitted the security footage and grabbed Kacey’s arm, again, as she saw Alvarez and his man being escorted toward the clubhouse by Clay and Jax. Kacey barely got a glance up, muttering an ‘Oh, shit’ before Harper yanked her down the hallway.

“Where are we going now?! We can’t stay here!” Kacey said. Harper tugged on the cord that dangled from the ceiling, unfolding the ladder and pushing her sister up the rungs. “Jesus H Christ, Harper. Are you serious?! What are we? 15, again?”

“When we were 15, we didn't have to run from bikers, just Aunt Polly and Uncle Joe. Go!” Harper demanded, hopping onto the ladder below her, ushering her on. Kacey sighed and raced up the ladder, her sister close behind, before Harper pulled the ladder up, closing the hatch once they were both up. “Just stay down until we hear them leave.”

Harper sat on the gravel covered rooftop, leaning back against the ledge of the roof. Kacey sighed and sat next to her, staring at her shoes in the gravel as he mind raced. After a while, with it being so quiet, Harper looked at her sister.

“Hey. Kacey.” She said, giving Kacey a small shake. Being drawn from her thoughts, Kacey looked up at her with a soft ‘Huh’. “Kace, it’s gonna be okay. I won’t let them take you and neither will the club. I mean, shit, we’re practically family at this point.”

“Harper, they don’t know us. They find out that we had something to do with the Mayans-”

“Well, then we just explain it to them. And if they can’t accept us still, then we pack up and go home.” Harper said, her face dropping slightly at the thought of going home. Kacey blinked and said, “Harper, Polly disowned us after Joe died…”

Harper sighed and looked at her sister. “That was never home.” Was the last thing spoken between the sisters. They hunkered down and waited in silence, until they heard the rumble of the bikes come to life and peered over the edge to watch the two Mayans ride off the lot. They waited until the sound faded to nothing before they climbed back down; Kacey still on edge as they made there way back out to the bar.

“Hey, where’d you run off to?” Half-Sack asked with a confused look as they rounded the corner, Kacey glancing at her sister from the corner of her eye, the two sharing a brief, unspoken, conversation.

“Yeah, is everything alright?” Jax added from beside Opie as they approached the bar. Kacey was still notably shaken, but she did her best to force down her anxiety; burying it with a smile as she stepped away from Harper and stepped back behind the bar.

“Yeah...everything's cool.” Kacey reassured as she picked up the case of forgotten beers from earlier. “Just a random panic attack. Harp knows how to talk me out of ‘em...no big deal.” She shrugged it off, fetching a couple of cold beers for Jax and Opie before busying herself with restocking the beer cooler. Trying her best to ignore the skeptical looks the guys were exchanging behind her back, but thankfully, they didn’t press the issue any further than that.

“Hey, look, if you need to go home it’s no--” Jax started; Kacey quickly dismissing the offer with a shake of her head.

“No, no...I’m fine. Promise.” Kacey stated, casting a brief, uneasy glance at the monitors above the bar. “Besides, I only have a couple hours left on my shift anyway...it’ll keep my mind busy”

“So long as your sure?” Jax asked as he turned his attention to Harper for reassurance. Seeming somewhat convinced when Harper nodded in agreement; reassuring that her sister was fine. “Alright.” He shrugged as he and Opie picked up their beers and started for the Chapel to meet with the rest of the guys.

“Hey, Ope?” Kacey called out before they disappeared. “Give me a ride later? My bikes due for a service, so I think I’ll leave here at the garage for the night.”

“Yeah. Sure.” Opie turned with a half grin and a nod. “Just let me know when you’re ready to go.” Kacey nodded as she watched them disappear into the Chapel and shut the door, leaving herself and Harper alone to their own thoughts. Kacey’s stomach quickly twisting into knots again as she glanced up at the monitors one more time before turning back to her sister, the look on her face saying it all…

‘What the hell are we gonna do now?’

After Kacey’s shift, the sisters had a brief discussion on whether or not to go home. They agreed, with Kacey’s unmistakable bike here at the shop, all closed off, Harper would go home, stowing her car and bike in the garage, and Kacey would play it cool with Opie. They could tell from the looks on their faces, neither man was convinced it was just a panic attack. They reverted back to one of their old white lies, that could have been more or less true, in the hopes they would believe them this time. Harper watched Kacey ride off on the back of Opie’s bike, jumping at his offer of ‘the good stuff’ at his house. Harper knew Kacey had her own stash of some good stuff herself, but it gave her an excuse to be around Opie, should Alvarez come back calling.

With a sigh, Harper leaned against her truck and rubbed her face, pushing her hands through her hair before digging out her keys and hopping into her truck. Jax appeared at the passenger window and flashed her a quick smile.

“Hey. You headin’ home?” He asked, folding his arms over the open window. Harper glanced at him as she started her car and gave him a small smile.

“Yeah. Not that helping my sister through a panic attack wasn’t fun,” Harper said making them both chuckle. “My shift today also wasn’t too great...At least at the end.”

Jax glanced around and smirked, leaning a little more into the car, he said, “Well...would you like some company maybe?”

Harper looked at him, unable to keep the smirk from her face, seeing the sly one on his. Harper rolled her eyes and motioned for him to get in, which Jax did, and took off out of the lot.

When Harper pulled up to the house, she pulled straight into the garage and quickly hopped out, pushing her bike in as well. Jax leaned against the truck, lighting a cigarette, as he watched her. Huffing out a puff of smoke he said, “Harper, are you sure everything is okay?”

Harper sighed as she kicked the kickstand of her bike out, leaning it away from her truck. She looked up at him and smiled. “Yeah. Promise.” She said.

“Then why are you bringing in your bike? You always leave it out.” Jax asked, noting the change. Harper shook her head and said, “Uh, well...Kacey gets a little paranoid after her panic attacks. I just go along with it cause otherwise it might cause another one.”

Jax chuckled and shook his head, slipping an arm around Harper’s waist as she passed him, heading for the door. “You two are just full of odd surprises, aren’t you?” He teased, nipping at her ear, gently. Harper giggled, pushing the button to lower the garage door, then turned to him as he pressed her against the door to the kitchen. She tapped his nose twice and said, “Honey, you have no idea.”

Jax chuckled and kissed her slowly. As Harper kissed him back, she felt around for the lock, pushing the key in and turning it, twisting the knob at the same time. At the sound of the lock, Jax broke the kiss and a coy smirk came over his face. Harper giggled, rushing inside and away from him, but Jax was faster and caught her waist as she tried to maneuver around the kitchen table. Harper squealed and laughed as he wrapped both arms around her, burying his face in her hair. Harper bit her lip as Jax laid soft kisses along her neck, peeling her out of her jacket and tugging off her half apron from work, dropping them both on the table. Harper turned to him and pushed off his Kutte and hoodie as he sealed his lips against hers. Once the clothing dropped to the floor, Jax quickly pulled off his flannel and the plain white T that was underneath.

Harper giggled and slowly made her way to her room, wiggling out of her work clothes along the way. Jax smirked and followed her, taking her hips and pulling her back toward him, nuzzling her neck. Harper smirked and tilted her head back, turning her head to face him as she ran he fingers through his hair. Jax’s hands slid down her stomach and unbuttoned her shorts, pushing them down. As Harper let out a soft chuckle, she pulled away from him, turning as she did, and walked back until the back of her legs hit the bed and she sat down, scooting back on the mattress. Jax smirked and made quick work of his pants before he rushed to her, hovering over her and sliding an arm around her to hold her close.

“Someone is impatient.” Harper teased, her voice soft and sensual, as she trailed a finger over his lower lip. Jax smirked and said, “We had a 3 day run and you couldn’t come. I missed my woman.”

Harper giggled as he claimed her lips once more. As much as she wanted to tease him, she couldn’t deny that she missed him too. A soft moan escaped her lips as Jax dug his fingers into the waistband of her panties, tugging them down. She broke the kiss and quickly unhooked her bra, ripping it off as Jax tossed her panties away. Harper giggled and let her bra drop onto the floor as Jax kicked off his boxers.

“If you missed me so much, prove it.” She teased. She gripped the dog tags that hung around his neck and gently pulled him back down, whispering against his lips, “Take me.” Just before she crushed her lips to his.

Jax slowly blew out the hit he’d taken and laid back on Harper’s bed as she started lighting incense on her dresser. Jax smirked and looked her over; Wrapped up in just the sheet, he still eyed the outline of her curves before gazing down at her legs. He loved her legs. He wasn’t too sure what it was about them, but he loved to have his hands on them at all times. Though most times, she smacked his hands away when he got a little too adoring of them, especially when they were around the club or Kacey. With a soft sigh, Harper stretched and let the sheet fall to the ground as she dug through her drawers for a clean pair of panties and a bra. As she hooked the bra and got it in place, she made her way back to the bed, flopping down and plucking the joint from Jax’s fingers as he offered it to her. She smirked and took a hit, holding it in a little longer before exhaling a smooth line of smoke. She smirked and cuddled up to Jax, his arm sliding around her waist to pull her closer. He kissed her, softly at first, then a little deeper, taking care to remember the lit joint in her hand. He broke the kiss and smiled down at her.

“I still don’t get it, Harp.” Jax said with a chuckle, taking the joint from her for another few puffs. “If Kacey knows, why do you have to cover up whenever I’m here for no reason?”

Harper shrugged, taking another hit before handing it to him, as she laid her head on his chest, though inside she was screaming. “Dunno. Kind of used to hiding? We had to hide our boyfriends from our Aunt and Uncle growing up. Just habit, I guess.” She said with a chuckle. It wasn’t a complete lie, but it was enough to keep Jax in the dark about Kacey not knowing they were together. Jax chuckled and pressed a kiss to her temple before he handed her the joint. She took it and puffed on it for a while as Jax got up and pulled on his boxers and jeans. Harper rolled over, reaching for the ashtray on her nightstand. She snubbed out the joint then set it on the side, sitting up.

“You’re not leaving already, are you?” She asked, with a fake pout. Jax looked at her and chuckled, half crawling onto the bed to kiss her slowly. Harper giggled and cupped his face, pulling him back onto the bed. Jax gave a soft groan when she pulled him too far and he jumped, a little, to land properly on the bed, making Harper squeak as he hovered over her. She looked up at him and giggled, sliding her nails down his chest, lightly.

“I’ve gotta go sometime, babe.” He said with a chuckle. Harper nodded with a soft sigh, slowly dragging her gaze up to meet his. “We’ve got chapel at 8 but I can come back if it’s not too late.”

He kissed her again, quickly, then got off the bed to grab his shirt and tug it on. Harper sighed and sat up, crossing her legs under her as she watched him. When he shrugged his Kutte on, he turned back to her and smiled. Jax went back to her, Harper shifting to sit on the edge of the bed. Jax came down, bracing a hand on either side of her and said, “Leave the window open for me?”

“If I must.” She teased as he leaned closer, invading her space to give her a final kiss goodbye. Harper sighed as she watched him walk out of the bedroom. Finally, Harper stood and rooted through her closet to pull out a black and yellow patterned sundress and pulled it on, slipping into her sandals as she did. She swiped her sunglasses from the dresser and followed Jax to the kitchen. “Do you want me to take you back? Kacey might be back soon. Opie could give you a ride.”

Jax chuckled as he lit a cigarette and shook his head. “The day I ride bitch seat on a bike is when I go out with my girl.” He said, gripping the side of her dress and pulling her closer. Harper laughed and slid her arms around his neck, kissing him softly.

“So is that a yes?” She asked. Jax nodded and let her go as she moved to the table digging around in her purse for her keys. Jax opened the garage door and waited in the driveway while Harper started her car and backed out. Jax climbed in and slid in next to her, sliding a hand over her thigh. Harper gave him a look to which he responded with a smirk. She shook her head and started down the road, heading back to TM. When she got close, she pulled over so none of the members would see Jax kiss her goodbye and slip out of the truck. She waited until Jax disappeared behind the gate and turned around, headed back home to wait for her sister.

Kacey was silent the whole ride over to Opie’s place; which he found unusual, as she was usually trying to talk to him about something. But given the afternoon she’d had, it wasn’t something he pushed to ask about until they rolled up in the driveway. Kacey seeming to be rooted to her spot on the back of his bike, which was most definitely not normal. Opie shifted to look over his shoulder at her as he placed a hand over her wrist, giving it a squeeze to get her attention, a frown tugging down the corners of his lips as her blue eyes snapped up to meet his; panicked for a brief moment before it faded and she forced a smile.

“You sure you’re alright?” Opie asked for what was probably the millionth time since they’d left the Clubhouse, feeling there was something she wasn’t telling him, but not wanting to overstep her boundaries...after all, they had originally agreed that this was just a casual arrangement. No strings attached, no feelings.

“I’m fine, Ope.” Kacey rolled her eyes as she climbed off the back of his bike finally and removed her helmet. She paused for moment, fidgeting with the chin strap, before clearing her throat and adding, “It’s just been a while...since I’ve had an attack like that. I’m just still a little on edge I guess.” Kacey averted her gaze as Opie climbed off of his bike and approached her carefully.

“Hey,” He started as he took her chin lightly, tilting it upward and forcing her to look at him. “I got you...and you know if you ever wanted to talk about it I’d listen. No judgements.” Kacey smirked lightly as she wrapped her arms around his waist and stared up at him. She appreciated the offer, she really did, but she knew in her heart that if she ever told him the full truth of what was going on...that no judgements bullshit would go right out the window. So instead Kacey settled for reaching up on her tiptoes to press her lips against his in a fairly heated kiss; not caring that they were still standing in his driveway putting on a display for all the neighbors to see.

“I swear. To. God, Woman…” Opie groaned as Kacey pulled away, biting her lip as she hooked her finger behind his belt buckle and tugged forward lightly. “One of these days…”

“You’ll what?” Kacey teased back as she arched a brow, letting out a squeal as Opie scooped her up and threw her over his shoulder as he made a break for the front door, all but kicking it open when he struggled to get the key in the lock. Kacey was back on her feet and pressed against the wall before the door had even fully closed behind them; Opie’s lips back against hers as she pushed his Kutte off and tossed it over the back of the nearest chair as his own hands stripped her over her over shirt and vest, followed by her tank top, before undoing the button on her jeans.

“Eager much?” Kacey giggled as she stood up on her tiptoes, trying to get his shirt off. The only response she got out of him was a low growl as he removed his shirt for her, Kacey managing to get as far as undoing his belt buckle before his hands were gripping her ass and her legs were around his waist as Opie hoisted her up; lips locked as he fumbled blindly through the house trying to get to the bedroom. Not even caring if they knocked over or destroyed half his house in the process.

Kacey’s back collided with his mattress roughly as they finally made it to the bedroom, panting as she tried to catch her breath while Opie stripped off her jeans and boots before removing his own. The mattress dipping under his weight as he crawled over the top of her, his lips finding their way to her throat as she tangled her hands in his hair, tugging lightly as a moan escaped past her lips.

Kacey gave a soft chuckle then said, “Hmm, I guess your little butt buddies weren’t enough for you on your run?” A small yelp left her lips soon after as Opie nipped at the sensitive flesh of her neck in response. His fingers hooked into the waistband of her panties as he pulled away for a moment to look up her as he replied, “You’re about to fuckin’ find out.” Kacey letting out a loud squeal as Opie latched onto her neck, his hands traveling down her sides to grip her hips.

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Lazy girl's guide to makeup

I've never really gotten into makeup as a thing. I have nothing against it I just personally find it tedious and daunting and time consuming.

Makeup doesn't have to be this big thing though. It's not about hiding yourself but rather a way to help feel good about yourself. It's a form of self care in that you care about your body and are willing to put in the time to look and feel your best. This doesn't require anything crazy. It’s crazy even just how much difference a little makeup can help boost confidence and it’s just a good way to start the day off on the right foot.

So as someone who is not an expert in makeup and who really doesn’t have the patience for it here are a few tips that I have found to have helped make the process easier.

1. Find a simple makeup routine for daily wear: some days I feel like dolling myself up but on most days I couldn’t care less. It’s therefore important to find an easy makeup look that you will not mind adding to your regular routine. Just a coat of mascara and some simple eyeshadow can be more than enough. I personally will never be at the level of doing contouring so there’s really no point in having a bunch of contouring products or tools. So I stick to the areas that I consider “needing” makeup the most. This doesn’t have to be complicated either, simply considering if you want/need minor/major blemish coverage and/or around the eye darkness/discoloration. No need to paint your face with foundation if a couple dots of concealer can do the trick.

2. Find products that you will actually use/that fit your needs: This comes back to the first tip of making your life as easy as possible when mapping out your makeup routine. Look through what you currently have and see if there are things that deserve to be thrown out and if there is anything you can think of that might be missing. Take the time to spot a few products you like, are a good match for your skin tone, are a good (enough) quality then find the tools you actually need for these (no need for 8 makeup brushes if you’ll only ever use 2). This way you don’t waste money on expensive products that you will feel forced to use but won’t know how to use or won’t want to use. Also, remember to invest in a good makeup remover because your makeup routine should include the moment you have to take it off. There is no point spending money on makeup when you can’t take it off properly at the end of the day. For the longest time I didn’t like putting on makeup because of how much of a hasle it was to take off at the end of the day which didn’t help with my motivation of putting it on the next morning.

3. Find a makeup look that complements your “style”: regardless of how you define your style (or lack thereof) there is a makeup look that can complement it. This will also depend on your personality, if you will, and your personal preference for just how much or how “heavy” you want to go on the makeup. For example, I prefer a more subtle look so I work with rose, brown and neutral pallettes when it comes to eyeshadow. It gives me just enough color without feeling like it’s all that you see.

4. Keep a small kit in your purse: I’m someone who has terrible time management and makeup can become a time consuming endeavor especially in the morning and it can quickly make you late. So what I’ve started doing is just putting on my makeup in my car once I arrive at my destination. I head out with the intention of being where I need to be about 10-15 minutes in advance. That way I have leeway in terms of not being late to accomodate any possible delays. How early I am when arriving will dictate just how much makeup I can put on. Some days that means one shade of eyeshadow and mascara and other days I can do a more “complex” look. Sure you might feel self-conscious doing this in the car at first, but I’ve started to really enjoy this as a routine because I find it gives that final pep to get going with my day.

5. The best time to pratice doing your makeup is right before taking it off: that’s right you heard me. Think about it, right before you have to leave somewhere isn’t the best time to start experimenting with a new look. But it’s only by practising a look that you will become comfortable enough to do it quicker and more easily. The best moment to do that is right before you take your makeup off because if you mess up you’re going to be taking it off anyway. It’s also better this way if you try something out and realize that this new look/technique really isn’t doing anything for you. This is also a good time to have fun and goof off with your makeup. Try a wild outlandish look that you will probably never wear out of the house but feel like trying just for the kick of it.

6. Clear mascara: now this my personal beauty hack/lifesaver. I’m someone who kinda hates wearing black mascara because I find it clumpy and heavy (I also don’t have the patience to find one I actually like). I’m also not that good at putting it on I tend to smudge and smear it and ruin the rest of the look (which is no good especially in regards to the quick and easy aspect). I also have a bad habit of absentmindly rubbing my face/eyes. Anywho my *big* makeup secret (for me anyway) is clear mascara. In a sense it’s just a clear gel that comes with a mascara brush for putting it on. I personally like the feel and look of it much better than regular mascara and it does just enough to enhance the eyelashes without making them pop out too much either. Now I naturally have dark longish eyelashes so I know that this trick isn’t necessarily for everyone. But I have also tried putting on regular mascara and then putting on the clear gel and it works quite nicely by darkening and enhacing the lashes while giving it a glossy finish.

Note: These are not professional tips nor should they be seen as such. These are just tips that I use that make my life easier that I hope can help some of you as well.

#makeup #adhd #mental health #self care #lazy girl's guide to makeup #tips and tricks #life hacks

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