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dragon-business · 1 year ago

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On the first playthrough we got Majma's business card from a vending machine pretty early in the game. We're absolutely sure Kiryu found it stuck in the bills slot. Small vandalism from an unknown Grand customer.

And then Majima got Kiryu's card too.

And somewhere before the end of y0 they surely met, and Majima got his eye on Kiryu, but canon doesn't specify anything. So here’s how we filled up that blank with disco, fate, and quick time events!

– Majima can't leave Sotenbori, so it's Kiryu who comes there.

The trip is definitely related to the nightlife business, and factually is about something really boring, that leaves Kiryu stuck between the hotel and the conference rooms 24/7.

The trip should've taken just a few days, but the partners keep postponing stuff, due to the "unstable situation with ownership of certain places" in Sotenbori.

(This is totally the side effect of the cabare wars going on there right at the same time) (And Kiryu being busy and stuck in the hotel explains why later in the game he acts like he's seeing Sotenbori and Grand for the first time)

Kiryu is not having a good time. When business gets too much in Kamurocho, he knows where to escape to to chill for a bit. At the very least he can drink in the human trafficking bar or something (it's the one in the Campion district, if you know you know). And because Maharajah chain is not related to his business, Kiryu does enjoy dancing his problems away quite often.

So, aimlessly wandering the hotel, he sees from the window, or just hears the glimpse of a disco party in Sotenbori's Maharajah.

(I believe Maharajah was on the same street as the hotel? There were fur trees near the entrance.)

Of course Kiryu waits till Marina will be busy and sneaks out to the club.

Meanwhile, Majima is in the middle of his battle for the title of the best cabare club + Grand duties + Sagava sniffing around. Hard life galore.

At some point he comes to the Maharajah specifically to find Isobe, because he wants to recruit her as a hostess or something like that. She is quite famous, and will attract a new crowd to Sunshine for sure.

Also she might add some dancing to the cabare's evening program. The stage they have is for the musicians, but things can be arranged.

(Isobe will not be so keen on the offer, it's one thing to dance on the dancefloor for your own enjoyment, and a whole other thing to go through the routine on stage. She'd rather train other girls on how to act on the dancefloor of something.) (Isobe is the girl from Majima's dancing substories) (Where Majima danced off all the challenges and became the disco goddess)

Isobe is of course guilt tripping Majima for not visiting the club that much. He jokes that the weight of the problems stiffens his movements, and she laughs it off: "You know, the only way to relax those stiff shoulders is to groove a bit".

She wants to kick him towards the dancefloor. And the best way to do it is to catch him in a bet. So she bets that Majima can't use the fan in his dancing routine or something. "If you prove that you can - l'll come work for you." Majima, being the dance goddess (Scott McCall nod.gif), takes the bait. What does he even have to lose?

Maybe additionally Isobe is worried about some sneaky business going on in the club? And she wants to ask Majima for help, but for that Isobe needs to get him alone.

(Also let's say Majima gets a nickname like all other disco dandies. The crowd knows him as The Lord, and Isobe teasingly calls Majima "mister manager".) (All of this is for plot reasons, bc we don't want Kiryu to add rwo and two about Majima's name and mafia connections)

At the same time, Kiryu is circling around with a drink. There's no friends and dance partners here, and he feels a bit out of place. Though there are some things that remind him of Kamurocho.

In his short time in the disco club: -Locals tried to scam him twice. -There has been at least a couple sneaky ass squeezes. -He paid triple the price for a cocktail with the most ridiculous name on earth (and it was quite mid). True Kamurocho experience. Just like back home .__,

And then Kiryu sees someone putting a pill in a lady's drink and comes up to her to warn about it. After that he assumes the position near the bar, watching other people's drinks like a hawk. This goes on for some time. And let's say that him being around and intrusive like that puts a wrench into the shadowy stuff and deals planned for the night.

The stuff is some new drug, very addictive. The shady people started giving out free samples on the new territory - to people who have money to waste at the disco club. Maybe they even plan to get the girls addicted, and rope them into human trafficking. Perhaps they did the same routine in other districts before. But in Sotenbori all this is in the starting stages for now.

Isobe is sensing weird shit happening, but she can't pinpoint the guys stirring it, they always slither away. So the help of the super manager might be handy.

Obviously, Kiryu has already befriended people at the bar, someone is pouring their heart out to him, and so on. The shady people don't like it that much. But beating up Kiryu would attract too much attention, so they want to kick him out painlessly.

So the plan is: if this guy insults lady Isobe, he will definitely be gone forever. He'll be kicked out and banned from ever entering the club.

And somehow they orchestrate the situation where Kiryu is invited to the lounge zone right at the moment when Isobe and Majima leave it to go dance. And right when they pass each other someone trips Kiryu up and he falls forward.

Goin down full force only a heavy boi like him can provide, in slow motion, Kiryu realises what's about to happen.

Trajectory is relentless.

To his left stands the lady ⬅ To his right – the gentleman ➡ He has instinctively put his hands forward while falling ⬆ ⬅ left hand is about to meet ladies boobs ➡ Right hand is still firmly holding that stupid drink (with the most ridiculous name on earth) ➡🍹 It will certainly spill on the gentleman's tuxedo if Kiryu would not do something ➡❗🍹

(Oh, the quick time events)

Kiryu has half a second to react, and his brain gives him 2 commands:

Do NOT grab the ladies' boobs.

Do NOT wet the gentleman's shirt.

So, with his last braincell, Kiryu decides to throw the cocktail from his right hand to his left 🍹⬅⬅⬅ > wait no. nO. ABORT MISSION.

What happens next is that, obviously, by the nature of inertia, Isobe gets a full splash of cocktail to her face and dress. Everyone GASPS.

And Majima gets. The hand firmly squeezing his left boob. Kiryu didn't want to rip his shirt, so he Gripped Hard. Day saved. High five, brain! Wait, no-

M: …… K: ………. M: your hand. K: M: put your hand somewhere else. K: *slowly puts his hand on Majima's shoulder* *they just look each other in the eyes for a bit* Isobe, with an elegance of a lady: hahah, it seems, I won't be dancing with you tonight, mister manager. What a pity.

(Her snot totally doesn't taste like Malibu swimming pool)

No one listens to her much. Majima is losing his last nerves right here right now, this second.

M: Are you in for some violence tonight? Because it's gonna happen/ K: I can dance with you. M, in a very kansai manner: Wha-t? K: I said I can be your dance partner. M: … K: You know. While the lady is cleaning herself (High five, brain). M: … Isobe, slightly worried about the audience uproar: I don't know if this is a good ide- M: ALRIGHT. I was going to wipe the floor with you, and that's exactly what I'm gonna do. Someone in the crowd: Hey! The Lord is about to teach that Tokyo boy what's what! DANCE BATTLE! Isobe: …aaand it's too late now. K: Oh, you're into dance battles here too? Sweet. M: What, did you think it's some kind of province, Tokyo boy? Isobe: …. It's totally too late now, ain't it.

(Kiryu hand is still on Majima's shoulder) (Because where else should it go even) (Too late to change positions, human interaction is happening) (You just go forward and improvise)

Majima grabs Kiryu by the collar and drags him to the dancefloor with murderous intentions.

In retrospect, he could've handled the situation much better. In the same way he was handling management, the same way he was juggling invents of his life. But this felt (like the kick in the dick) like a last straw for today. The only thing he wanted now was to punch and claw and forget himself in a feat of mindless violence.

The least he could do is to not do that.

The least he could do is to take this guy, this obstacle, and use him as a little sweet dopamine boost. No one would be hurt by that except this dude's ego. Honestly, the only crime the guy committed was getting in Majima's way today.

The crowd quickly surrounds the stage. Majima gets a bunch of admiring screams, the "Tokyo boy" gets a fair share of booing. But apart from looking around like a puppy, he seems more curious than fazed. This somewhat gets on Majima's nerves. Clearly, it all comes from the arrogance and bad attitude of the guy. Majima has seen too many guys like this, even in the last couple of weeks there's been at least a dozen.

Isobe quickly cleans herself with a pack of 10 yen pocket tissues ™️ and goes to whisper something to the DJ. Her makeup may have been ruined but the synthetic dress has seen worse. So she still behaves like the disco queen and takes her rightful place by the stage. Also she's not gonna stay in the bathroom, when a possible historical event is about to take place.

The music starts, and Majima goes in with a couple moves.

Dancing is a lot like fighting, there's inner structure in both. Maybe that's why he likes to dance so much.

Dancing alone is fine. Just gotta make sure you're true to your rhythm. Dancing against someone - here it comes to who's presence is more overpowering. At least for Majima. Dancing with someone here is where he's having difficulties. He have never been able to fully synchronise with anyone. Outings with hostess girls were almost embarrassing.

The Tokyo boy goes into defence surprisingly smoothly. He acts more cautious than expected. Maybe he's smarter than he looks.

He doesn't attack Majima yet, just looks at what is presented and answers accordingly. He reacts to the movement with his own movement, not mirroring Majima, but taking what Majima's offering and applying it with a little twist. It's amusing to watch, and the boy doesn't even miss a single beat. After a while Majima catches himself doing things just to provoke the boy's reaction. It's kinda curious to see how he would take another blow.

But as curious as it is, Majima can't allow himself to be dependent on someone's reactions. It would mean he doesn't direct the fight- the dance himself. He's gotta lead.

(There was a bit more on the specific way this should play out, but I don't remember now)

The point is, when Kiryu gets more comfortable, he starts to go on the offensive, gathers, dare I say, more fever. So Majima begrudgingly has to adapt to his movements here and there. At one point Kiryu seethes the moment (nice song part, lights are on him) and pulls some impressive moves that he learned directly from Miracle Jonson, and pulls all the attention to himself.

This time they don't synchronise yet. The dance-off is interrupted somehow, and no one wins or loses.

Additional notes: –There's a Whole Thing about feather fans and not knowing what to do with them, for Kiryu and Majima both. –But Isobe counts Majima using them in a fight against the bad guys. –Majima doesn't say he got inspired by the Tokyo boy who grabs in a fight and uses just about everything. –Some plot stuff happens, they barely have time to dance some more. But now it's personal for Majima. He gotta win!!

In a true over the top Yakuza fashion, I wanted to get the underlying plot to the point where they have to fight together against a bunch of baddies, and only then they synchronise, and Majima feels weirdly euphoric.

But it's due for Kiryu to leave, and he disappears like (24 hours) Cinderella.

I've held in my mind a scene where Majima discusses with Isobe later in Sunshine, that maybe he found the one in a million special dance partner. And immediately lost him. Not even catching his name. Isobe understands heavily, because it happened to her once, but what can you do. Gotta work, idk.

– Aaaaand theres an epilogue set after all the main plot stuff. Where Majima, still lost, dishevelled, and healing from the beatings is drinking some Kamurocho bar, not knowing what he's gonna do next. And suddenly he notices Kiryu there, sitting quietly, wearing his red shirt already and sinking of leaving real estate business behind.

And Kiryu, apologising, finally gives Majima his business card and says his name. But he (and I'm so not normal about this) is actually offering Majima his own steel card.

There's a moment of pause, when Majima looks at it and Kiryu looks at Majima. And silence lingers long enough for Kiryu to look at the card too and go all: "!!!So sorry! Sorry! Here, here, this one is mine, I just have this one on the ready."

(He may have just taken out both his and Majima's cards on accident, because they sit in the same inner pocket)

And Majima just stares at Kiryu's card now. Because in his pocket is an identical one given to him by Sera.

So Majima takes it out, puts it on the table. And then offers Kiryu another steel card of his. Because Kiryu's one "is a bit worn down already".

The end.

ABBA - VOULES-VOUS is playing in the distance.

– Epilogue thoughts

My last brainsell is on the dancefloor.

Even Kiryu being surprised that “Lord of the Night” is not just a nickname in Kiwami fits here.

I’ve just been thinking of a million possible reasons why Majima could’ve been focused on Kiryu so much. There’s so many. But this one has such a nice underline.

Oh, to meet outside of the yakuza context, to separate because of it, and still inevitably meet again. It’s all in the human connection.

Something something, fate may be at play here, but the main stuff was laid down before it played its main card.

Going insane over tropes and narratives.

– Kiryu doesn’t meet Majima for a while after 0, instead absorbing legends about him from Nishiki and others.

He already started hearing about him and learning history in the game, would definitely get more of it all while Majima moves cites and re-styles himself.

– Kiryu 10000% kept the first card he found, and had it stored somewhere. But maybe after he went to prison for the first time and got out, it got lost somewhere, with Kiryu’s stuff being moved around.

– Majima in karaoke: you dance much better than you sing, Kiryu-chan! Kiryu: *is torn between taking it as a compliment or not*

– Also I can’t believe at some point Majima can say “First thing he did when we met was grab my boob, and ask to be my partner.”

The punchline is that they are getting married ~30 years later, this is Majima’s toast at the wedding.

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#yakuza #yakuza 0 #kazumaji #kiryu kazuma #goro majima #this is canon now #this will be written as a full on fic someday #when we'll have mere time #but for now the draft of the story is cool too #so have fun #<3 #reposting again today

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halalgirlmeg · 8 months ago

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People a little too obsessed with why Rege Jean Page left after season 1 of bridgerton and acting like he committed murder so reminder:

1) He is grown and you don't know him

2) He doesn't owe you anything esp if you're white cause let's be real a lot of yall just self insert yourself into Daphne bc you think Simon is hot and you want him there for your fantasies because you see Black men as sexual objects and not as real human beings (let's also not forget she SA The Duke and sooo many people just steamroll right over that, writers and fans included)

3) We not finna sit up here and act like the actress who plays Marina talks about how she faced horrific racist treatment for breathing while Black and playing a character who also breathes while Black was backed up by like nobody. Like it's possible Rege Jean Page was like Deuces I'm out here cause he'd seen enough

#and don't let my one sentence fool you I'm actually very pissed about season 1 like I did not watch shit #after that one scene it made me sick and it...the implications...the absolute ignoring of it by so many fans #so called boils my insides in a way I almost can't explain #like season 2 was like decent and even then we got white people family problems to cut into that #and now I know since it's a white couple for season 3 the white girls are about to be absolutely insufferable #bridgerton #bridgerton season 3

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seffien · 2 years ago

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any headcannons for your agents?

oh plenty, but let me keep it as short as i can

cap'n 3 (real name junko 'jun' ishikawa):

country kid who was entranced by inkopolis plaza's unusual (to her) look

was originally super cheerful and peppy before Various Incidents

very creative, but none of the adults in her life ever appreciated it

likes to draw (doesn't do it much now) and bought a bass guitar during the events of splat 1 because she loved squid squad that much

became suuuper close with gramps and the squid sisters (as a matter of fact, the 'jun' nickname came from marie) bc her own 'family' was. um.

being sanitized kind of ruined her a bit. her left eye is a slightly lighter shade than her other one to this day, and the sanitization gave her memory loss, an aversion to food, and general odd behavior for a while

looks menacing, is really kind of tired and also shy

gave 4 her old agent outfit (cape included) since she didn't really need it anymore

still cannot believe she's the captain

very different from her younger, happier, more awake self, but she tries not to think about that.

agent 4 (real name naoki 'masu' masuda):

parents wanted her to be a prodigy, and the pressure they put on her made her snap and run away. most pre-inkopolis square memories are deeply repressed

basically no one gave a shit about her when she first moved to inkopolis except for the splat 2 promo kid with the black v-neck tee. they're still kinda sorta friends

liked flow because she felt like she cared (and she actually kinda did)

pushes herself way too hard, somewhat self-conscious

got a few injuries during hero mode and was hesitant to let marie patch em up

straight up did not speak until callie got saved. still doesn't really talk much.

her and marie weren't super besties at first, the only reason they ever clicked was because they were both sad loners with negative self-esteem

'masu' came from eight, and she's kind of fond of the nickname

agent 8 (real name emiko 'miko' yamasaki):

marina found her real name in the octarian records seen in that one chat room session

actually was in a few kettles, was not very good

never wanted to fight, always wanted to write (poetry, specifically)

learned inkling from 4 and eventually 3

kept thinking 4's first name was masuda (it isn't.)

did not like going outside when she first arrived to the surface

wasn't an artist, but tended to draw hypothetical mem cakes of people she deemed important, like 3 and 4

smiles to cover up The Internal Suffering, almost no one ever buys it because a) it looks very fake and b) she never holds it. as soon as a stranger disappears, so does the smile

along with 3, callie, and marie, she consistently reminds 4 that she's stronger than she thinks and that she matters and isn't useless

terrifyingly good in turf and ranked, even won a championship that off the hook basically begged her to enter. she got a trophy and still thought 'cool i guess. no big deal.'

works at ammo knights in splat 3, and since she knows a thing or two about wounds n stuff from her time in the army, she's also the crew's medic

new 3 (real name veronika 'ronnie' yamada):

chill, goes with the flow, probably the happiest out of all the agents (not even that happy, it's a low bar to clear)

everyman when it comes to every mode (tableturf, turf, ranked, what have you)

cheers up people she's played with between matches if they're sad

oblivious to hiro's sort of obvious crush on her

barely redesigns her locker, and when they do, it's usually to add a sticker

used a fake ID to play turf in the splat 1 days, was tall for her age around that time. she still feels kinda guilty about it

waved back to deep cut post-RotM

found shiver chilling in the alternan ocean with master mega a few days after the events of RotM, got to pet him

a character who's just kind of. well. there

adopted kid of an inkling and an octoling, literally lived in a cabin in the woods. she's still in contact with them

resting face looks like smash ultimate young link's

steph and her are both acquaintances and besties. acquaintabesties. steph took care of them while they were sick and they took care of steph after she slosher machined her way into muscle atrophy (not actually, thankfully)

has a walkman and a boombox. doesn't even care what's official, just buys things from in-universe eBay

#i said i was gonna keep it short.#splatoon #splatoon 2 #octo expansion #splatoon 3 #captain 3 #agent 3 #agent 4 #agent 8 #new agent 3 #asksef #sefsagents

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anonymouslylovesyou · 6 months ago

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Ep 7 @whoblewboobear

notes for like half this ep were erased bc god hates me so unfortunately you will only get the second half liveblogged

Ok so Daphne is at the girls party drinking and gambling good for her

Honestly I should be surprised they got married too early in the season to not have this conflict I'm almost afraid they won't solve it in just the last ep but these bad boys are so fast paced

God I'm so bad at faces, is Anthony mooning over Sienna or just some girl that reminds him or her I thought she left town

Kitty's husband sucks <3

Anthony why would you drink a beer why you could drink literally anything else

Anthony going for his dad?? And Simon got vicious back and now they are straight up hitting each other in their little Club

Simon you can't fucking lie about how you got that injury her brother was there and got the same ones, you can't think she won't know

She wants to tend to his injuries and he's letting her, gay

And now they are kissing who could have foreseen this

Oh? A conversation perhaps? Holy shit

Oh noo she's not happy with his answer

Guys the door is still wide open, you are supposed to close it for both fighting and fucking btw in case you guy didn't know

Love her going "do you hate your dad more than you love me?"

Good thing she's regular on her period I suppose

Man how heavy are your guys periods that it always stains the sheets like maybe it's just your dress yknow

Eloise and Penelope friendship back!! I know she likes Colin but this could be a cute ship

Do not love how Eloise's hair is done up tonight

Daphne babe are you pregnant or not tell us

Benedict is interrogating the gay man from earlier

Eloise is shocked that the queen wants to stop Lady Whistedown from writing

Oo what is Marina doing

Sorry him knocking on the carriage and asking to make a stop means the carriage driver hears fucking everything that goes on inside those carriages

Oo Benedicts friend is the tailor

Eloise is having a realization..

Ok that for sure is Sienna Anthony is looking at

Marina is grabbing Dandelion, dried something and something else to make a tea maybe Ye Olde Abortion Tea?

Ah Simon and Daphne holding hands

What's she gasping sharply about

Oo Penelope going to see Marina but she's in the kitchen OH SHIT SHES ON THE FLOOR OF HER ROOM dead or unconscious

Girlie started her period?? Is it too early to have a miscarriage I don't know how that works but she's sobbing

#boobear

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mariailoveyou-guerin · 7 months ago

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Now that’s an ending and beautiful family send off are y’all seeing beauty and Violet Bridgerton never beating the Colin is my favourite baby allegations the way shes clinging to him to the very end shes so real OMG the way Eloise is ending up with Michaela cuz the way they are holding hands 😯 already but I doubt it bc of Fran y’all don’t know how much this last ep means to me it has everything a pretty black girly already adored by the family and my Pen this is what I could’ve had with pen and Marina/Edwina if not Shonda hating woc so much or me thank you Jess for this fcvk u Shonda for keeping it from me because of your hatred of us/woc!

Everyday I’m reminded of how much I hate Shonda Rhimes with so much passion because wdym a white woman Jess could write and give us a beautiful dark skinned black girl that’s funny cute kind loving and has no horrible black dark skinned men in her life or male relative around her that’s evil but you couldn’t do that even with Lady Danbury this season Jess did that for her brother when miss Shonda pulled that sh*t in QC how I will never hover what she did to my girl in that show and the way Jess did Lady Danbury this season with her brother Violet relationship seeing how she has good people around her who care for her deeply but Shonda couldn’t give us that but a white woman did!

the way their friendship wasn’t one sided or shallow (in the sense it wasnt just give from LD side) unlike how it was with lady Danbury and Charlotte in QC cuz it was always Agatha being there for Charlotte while Charlotte just took her for granted and not the other way around I never liked Charlotte in that show not the younger her at least because she never even said condolences for Agatha after her husband but came to talk about her own problems and feelings then left afterwards she did that never sat right with me so see lady Danbury have a real friend in Violet who is truly there for her yeah I do in fact love a white woman and her name is Jess B for giving me this happy lady Danbury loved adored by her friend and brother and its again fcvk U Shonda always!

‪I can’t believe I got a bit of Colin and my Lady Danbury however little it was and lady Danbury praising adoring admiring pen and knowing her big secret but keeping it even from the queen I couldn’t have asked for more insanely perfect to the very end season! the fact it’s all thanks to that Jess lady yeah I’m need her back in s4 !

#bridgerton #queen charlotte #lady danbury #agatha danbury #lady agatha danbury #shonda rhimes #shondaland

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fish-at-fish-fish-resort · 10 months ago

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holds out hands . may i hear your oc lore

since this is a sequel to this unanswered ask from my main

ill give you my agents (and 2 related ocs) bc giving you all the ocs in one post will be really hard i have SO MANY. too many. ANYWAY sillies under cut!!!

lets start with 3 because thats where the timeline starts

heres a p old timeline drawing thingy that still holds up i think

yeah just read through it. holds up. three is mostly the target of self projection lmao.

smore fun facts ab them:

they were team callie in the s1 final fest

they are wildly competitive

they sleep with an eyemask on bc the scrred eye glows in the dark (it bothers eight)

they value abilities over looks on gear so most their outfits are atrocious unless someone forces them to look good.

they can speak octarian

if they had a penny for every time they let an octarian who just got to inkopilis live with them theyd have two pennies. which isnt a lot but its weird it happened twice right?

which brings us to the next one which is actually an octoling oc i made back in like 2016??? def splatoon 1 era. shes been redesigned a bajillion times but the story is mostly the same. after the octavio fight she is also one of those octos who tried to get to inkopolis. this one was found by three who was like. i jave no idea what ur saying ur coming with the the old man totes knows octarian from his divorce. this n that and they teach eachother language and culture and its sweet and cool and they probabyl had some wlw stuff going on until 3 had a wholeass gender crisis

this is her btw. the drawing on the right is more up to date. im still thinking of renaming her. ill never find a name that fits. her original name was marianna but thats too close to marina!!!!!

shes also a fashion designer! she likes to use traditional octarian or military designs in her clothes. her pieces are not meant for turf wars though. shes still in close contact with three, and they hang out a lot. she wants to get three to ask the squid sisters if they could wear some of her clothes on a splatfest. three forgets.

next up!!!!! agent 4. i have two of those. they independently became agent 4 and then unrelatedly also became college roommates.

hash is more of a canon adjacent agent 4. poser, loser, really dramatic and really loud. kidna does whatever they want and also likes to leave graffitti on the kettles they clear. theyre also an only child. they also call marie mom jsut to annoy her. also their hairstyle is the bob in the front but the back is spiky/shaved. theyre a silly lil punk.

ikarus is a cynical asshole. and also a self centered poser whos set on looking cool for whoevers watching. he has 2 younger siblings and 1 older sister. hes from outside greater inkopolis, thinks hes better than the in city inkopolitans but behaves the exact same. he sucks i love him. he really looks up to n respects marie bc she reminds him of his elder sister. his fav brand is toni kensa

ikarus got the agent job first, n got rlly mad when they found out that theres another agent 4 bc he didnt show up enough nd marie just hired someone else. they share a uniform. they try to annoy eachother by puttinf the weirdest smelling stuff in the uniform b4 leaving it at the canyon. when talking ab em as agent 4 i like to use #4 for hash and n°4 for ikarus

the two also have a 3rd roommate

she doesnt have a name though. and if she does i forgot it :(

the three actually make a pretty good unit in their apartement. hash and ikarus only find out theyre both agent 4 when its time for the boss fight and both of them show up to get it done with. theyre both very competitive. they end up fighting over it and hash wins. ikarus is on the truck w sheldon and marie and is yelling insults at the battlefield until marie shuts him up so she can sing.

thw three roommates also always do salmon run shifts together. if they fuck up on a wave they always blame it on the one freelancer. yes they also kiss.

for eight i actually made this ref here recently!

theyve always been really fascinated with inklings and also were going to become an engineer before running off and landing in the metro.

they are very well spoken but also pretty shy. they try to make a good impression on people. finds it hard to trust others.

it took a while until he got used to sleeping in a bed. still sleeps with an eye open sometimes. its a habit.

theyre usualyl the one forcing three into at least okay looking clothes. oh also this tall loser likes to wear heels n platforms. hes literally taller than marina and still wears heels.

he actually started learning inklish back in octo valley from really outdated books. after coming to inkopolis hes been given a buncha annotated language books from marina (and from three, who still had the ones they used w the other octo girlie). but they still end up using some really old phrases and words that kinda leave some people perplexed.

oh also they're not THAT good at fighting (they were never a soldier) theyre smart and persistent though. still ended up severely in debt w pearl bc of the metro. pearl offered he can just work as stage crew for off the hook for a few tours or so and theyre good. he took the offer immediately bc bro barely got income to repay that all normally.

#whew that was barely organized but ummm yayyyy thats them!!!!#i have WAY more ocs but these are the agentssss #keep asks coming!!!!!#agent 4 #agent 3 #agent 8 #ikarus #hash #eight #three #splatoon agent ocs #splatoon agents #new squidbeak splatoon #splatoon oc #splatoon #fin scratching

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tutuandscoot · 1 year ago

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I share your thoughts and feelings towards Marina... but, honestly, even Igor in certain videos gave me the creeps 😰 especially when he hugged Tess or congratulated her... really bad feelings 😰

(Answering this late too I’m sorry I’m so behind on asks)

-from when we were talking about marina/canton/2014 era

Yeah look. I agree with you. I don’t know how much though bc honestly I really do refrain from even letting myself privately think I know everything about people I really don’t know at all/more opinions based on minimal info- I just don’t have time or the brain space for that.

I had read others opinions here and there that they thought Igor was really lovely with T and doted on her kinda (thinking specifically when ever they came off the ice after skates at YVR), and yeah it seems nice enough but then I watched more of other teams and in comparable moments like that he seems very similar with every girl he coaches..

I’ve never had the biggest opinion of him either way in general- probably more so Marina bc VM have spoken more about her.

I guess if I were to share some kinda vague opinions:

-He seemed to struggle with he’s team’s results after he and Marina spit.. this is just based on going back watching stuff from that era but he had a lot of teams competing at the senior world level and there probably heaps of lower teams/juniors.. idk if it was just the media/FS fans that made this rivalry between he and marina’s teams after the split.. but even just watching kinda 2017/18 I get the slight vibe of a rivalry.. esp with the US teams bc they were kinda “equal”/ switched placements esp domestically for those 3 or so years (16-18).. idk if that’s widely held opinion, but within that 3 way rivalry, HD in Montreal -they had the momentum on the coaching end, SS on the fed end (with it being obvious Marina wouldn’t get a gold or silver at the 2018 olys she was no longer the ‘top coach’) and then CB who I honestly forget about sometimes got at world medal in 2016.. -wasn’t there a whole thing there that people thought WeaPo were under marked and should’ve medaled.. I wonder maybe bc by that point VM announced they were coming back so they (ISU) tried to keep the Canadians off the podium for another year with the very likelyhood of VM coming back and podiuming.. (idk, this sport is so messy who knows what the agenda was and Canada is an frequent victim)

Th whole DS (team nepo) skating to MR in 2022 and Igor being their coach/ choreographing it? is one of the most disgusting/effed up/ lack of respect I’ve seen. Like WTAF bro!!??!?!. Look, I know VM doesn’t OWN that music, but there are just certain things- music you don’t use when it has been made that iconic-attached to one skater/team. In comparison (just to remind everyone what precious maple leaf bbys VM are) they said they would never do bolero bc that “belongs” to T&D. They wouldn’t even do ‘Somewhere in time’ which was Marie and Patch’s 2006 program and that isn’t even famous outside of ID and probably not even a top… 15, 20 most well know ID program.. within the sport. They are just so respectful of their peers that certain music/stories they would not do out of respect. I’m sure I’ve read Igor had recycled VM’s programs/music before like I’m sure I read he had a team do Valse Triste, Farrucas, a version of the WTF lift from Farrucas, there may be more. Like when the Beijing olys were on and I was watching the ID with my mum, I had gotten her up to date on VM and of course she had remembered their FAMOUS MR from 2018, I said when team nepo came on; ‘so this team is doing MR’ (she was like ‘omg wtf why would you do that’), then ‘and their coach is VM’s former coach, not the one that they were with for MR but their former former coach, and he had a history of recycling/ripping off programs bc he’s kinda a hopeless choreographer’. And my mum lost it, she had been in love with VM for all of 2 days and about 0.00000003 percent of the love I have for VM and she was so mad about it..

-as for the creepiness thing.. I’m becoming more aware of that now that I’m not a student anymore and I’m teaching a lot of kids, I’m very aware of my body language and what I say to kids in the studio teaching and vs out of - there’s that different relationship depending on if you’re teaching or not.. and more and more with male coaches/teachers… idk.. I was very lucky growing up the majority of my dance teachers were wonderful and I had some amazing female and male teachers and I never.. like in ballet and esp high level ballet, the teacher has to be physical with you- move your body, touch you in places in order for you to understand the correct way to work. NEVER was I made to feel uncomfortable or violated, in or out of the studio (the company was a very different story). There is obviously crossing a line and things that should not be done, but in generally you have to have be a tough cookie- you might not love some things/ get along with coaches, but you have to be strong bc it’s a very tough industry. Same with skating. I believe with all my heart that T especially (I relate to her being a female in a similar sport/art as me and everything she went though more than S- but I do relate to him in so many other ways) that she was never made to feel uncomfortable, violated, abused.. BECAUSE OF SCOTT. I just believe he protected her with his life. They have since recalled moments in their career- like how T said she felt so uncomfortable around other female skaters judging her and calling her fat bc she was a strong, healthy athlete who could lift and move herself unlike these weak af twigs starving themselves. S never (I just KNOW, ok), never let her feel anything negative about herself, they could put themselves down but never each other. Of course they had arguments and feelings would be hurt, but never on the matter of personal safety. When they say they could have never been singles skaters I think that’s part of it- this duty of protection they have over each other was a lifeline in this industry. I legitimately cried when T mentioned in a podcast interview (it was a terrible one so I haven’t listed to it since) that Scott called her one day out of the blue and said they survived that industry bc of how her mum raised them- to always keep each other safe, know how to detect when/if someone was taking advantage of them, stick up for themselves and never sell their souls (or bodies) for fame and fortune.

I’m sorry this is getting wayyyyy off track (I haven’t been posting enough but I’ve been thinking a lot so im letting heaps out here even if it’s unrelated).

The point is, despite what I think about the people they had around them, they were ok, and they kept each other safe.

I could do a whole other post on how, yes Igor creeped me out a bit, but how much Romain creeps me out even more (legit shivers when I would see him with them, esp next to T- I love them both equally but I feel a super protective instinct towards T and anything I watch where I get bad vibes I’m just like ‘my angel pls be safe😭)

#ask

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wyldblunt · 2 years ago

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*sits down on ur porch like a cat* best to worst singer for main plot gang and for the floaters... best to worst gamer ( if they would have access to games ofc)?

PUTS OUT A CAN OF TUNA FOR U thank u these are so cute...

best to worst singers:

alan: absolutely angelic. gorgeous. is there nothing he can't do. and he very much enjoys it, especially as a like, vigil bonding thing -- it's good for morale!!

glyn: actually has a really beautiful baritone voice but only alan has ever heard him sing (and all he knows are like. ancient orrian funeral ballads, so,)

merrit: touched on this a little in the last ask but. MAYBE there's a voice in there, but if there is we are never going to find it, because they Do Not Fucking Want To

lorelei: lorelei being last is a little contentious between my wife and i. i'm saying bad as in they cannot hit any notes or carry a tune at all. marina says "but it's about how cute they are!! it doesn't matter!!" so basically: tons of enthusiasm, unfortunate execution

best to worst gamers:

naoise: completely insane hyper-technical fighting game champion. that kind of shit where people are like, counting (and making decisions based on) specific individual animation frames or whatever. (also, this is only barely on topic but i got reminded anyway: on the subject of modern au stuff marina and i DO have a modern/mundane au where naoise is a personal attention asmr youtuber who makes CRAZY bank on patreon. now i am folding "pro gamer" into that as well)

gann: me: "what's the story with gann's gaming" marina: "[after a brief pause] ...he's just GOOD." fast, quick reflexes, learns super quickly and has good strategy when a game needs it, and also it's cute to think that he gets into it bc naoise is into it

benji: benji would fucking love video games. benji waits all year for super adventure box and then goes into a week long funk when it's over. benji would be deeply addicted to some kind of mmo if she had access to them

bowyn: okay bowyn is a special case here. i am putting them middle of the pack not bc they would actually be good at video games but bc they would rule the gw trading post with an iron fist. they would WRITE THE BOOK on tp flipping or whatever the hell it is people do. gold farming, minmaxing, finding any way to get obscenely video game rich: bowyn is on it

roddar: like gann, fast and tricky! but he's just having fun, he doesn't care enough to like. Git Gud. what the fuck is a build. what the fuck is meta. who cares!!!

maelduin: very into stuff like civilization and other strategy games, but would probably do very poorly at anything else. if there's any kind of real time fighting or expectations for high controller input it's over for them

rhys: you cannot get him to play a video game.

cadair: me: "i feel like.... cadair would try, but........" marina: "he's just not good." he's just not good. he's just not good, gamers

#ty for the ask!!!!#IM NOT TAGGING EVERYIONE LOL this can just go in the notebook #oc notebook

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isaacathom · 2 years ago

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saw the dnd movie with my game club and we hooted and hollered and i cried like a widdle baby, thoroughly recommendable experience

my fav things, overall - i really liked that each member of the party got a scene to show off their shit. holga got to fuck up the guards in the alley, simon did the magic at the theatre (?), doric did her wildshape shenanigans to save a member of the emerald enclave, and zenk (sp?) did all the sick shit in the underdark. edgin didnt get anything anywhere near as flashy, but id argue that his bits were the intro with the backstory (which, fun fact, i assumed he was completely lying about until they got home) and the time stop trick at the end. hes so good. i almost reckon this was something a rebuttable to the 2000 movie, because the BIGGEST complaint is that noone other than Ridley does anything. (okay, maybe not biggest, but the most glaringly obvious).

and arguably the film also addresses the thing where 'why are these people travelling together'. edgin and holga co-raise a whole child, simon's absolutely dirt fucking broke and is relying of edgin to pull through, doric's been convinced to join as a way to stick it to the man, zenk is convinced to help because at that point they know more about Sophina and there's now like, Big Plot at play, which he also opposes idealogically. MWAH. like its so simple but the 2000s movie really fucked it for that (mostly bc they cut the scene that was integral to Ridley+Marina's arcs and shit (the one in the map) and they just. never explain why the dwarf is there. whats his deal. the ranger has a deal idr why she tagged along tho)

i also loved the section with zenk. like its hilarious structurally that hes in so little of the movie, but bc i didnt watch the marketing idgas. i thought he was great. hes there to guide the party to an item, yes, but hes really there to guide *them*. and edgin thinks thats a load of shit, but he was right! without zenk as a moral influence on the party, to remind them of what actually matters? damn.

and how thats sort of what prompts them getting out of their darkest hour. like yeah that hours damn short, a single scene really, but i like it. everyone saying this is hopeless, whats the point, whats edgin even done, and edgin finally confessing that yes! he fucked up! he's the reason any of this happened! and for fucks sake, he'll find a way out, he has to. i love it. like that scene got my ass. it was so sweet.

amd the whoolle plot of him and holga and his daughter. i loved the simplicity of the "twist" with the tablet - he kept saying 'ill bring your mother back', finally admits that what he's doing isn't bringing kira's mother back, its bringing his wife back, and then ending up using the tablet to save Holga, who is really Kira's mother in the way that matters????? that shit got me. like as soon as i saw she'd been stabbed i was like oh ay i know the plot here and yet! i wept! that shit got me. it was just so sincere, i think. like yeah, its cheesy, but its taking itself sincerely. the feelings of the three characters involved is deeply sincere.

aaaaa. i adored it. i had such a good time.

#dnd movie #dnd movie spoilers #i dont have coherent thoughts to be clear i just had a very nice and fun evening #i liked the characters and i liked the plot and i liked the little nods to the mechanics. the stuff re: concentration was v fun to me

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psychotrope777 · 8 months ago

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LONG POST INBOUND

someone asked for my favorite villager of each species... well here you go

ALLIGATOR: literally dont think ive ever had an alligator but based off concept alone roswell. drago is cool too but everyone likes drago so it doesnt really count

ANTEATER: olaf or zoe

BEAR: klaus, chow and curt are close seconds

BEAR CUB: i have to shoutout tammy bc shes been a recurring character in my NL and NH towns. i like murphy's design too

BIRD: hard to say. i guess jay or twiggy because those are the ones ive had. and admiral because he reminds me of general skarr which is amusing to me.

BULL: IDK rodeo i guess

CAT: there are more cats than any other species so this is hard... i have past villager bias for bob, kabuki, katt, and monique. also really enjoy ankha, merry, raymond, stinky (strafes out of trajectory of tossed brick) and tabby (dodges other brick). also really miss pierre bring back pierre PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PL

CHICKEN: i had becky in one of my ACNL towns, i have goose in my NH town, and i had either ava or betty in my gcn town. not particularly partial to any of the other ones

COW: technically theyre considered a separate species OK the game says. i think i had patty in my gcn town i dont really care about any of the other ones sorry

DEER: past villager bias for erik. shino is cool

DOG: past villager bias for goldie & shep. hard tie between goldie & shep i love them both. also really like lucky

DUCK: freckles, also had pate once or twice

EAGLE: sterling was in my city folk town. i guess sterling? avery and buzz have really good designs IDK im not particularly attached to any of them

ELEPHANT: paolo

FROG: croque no contest. i had prince and ribbot at some point and i think gigi and raddle have cool concepts

GOAT: chevre was in my gcn town and ill die fighting by her. also velma is cool

GORILLA: boone was in one of my NL towns but IDRC sorry. i guess hans or peewee

HAMSTER: i had flurry in one of my NL towns and graham is cool but honestly its very solidly marlo

HIPPO: past villager bias for biff and... i might have had rocco? IDK my favorite is probably biff though

HORSE: had buck, elmer, julian, and victoria previously but to be so honest i think the best one is colton in terms of like theme and design

KANGAROO: mathilda was in my gcn town. ill never forget her. she was rude as hell

KOALA: eugene no contest. had canberra and melba previously also

LION: i had elvis in a wild world save and lionel is in my NH town but TBH i think my favorite is bud Sorry

MONKEY: never had a monkey but i think tiansheng

MOUSE: past villager bias for samson. i also had moose previously but i dont value him. i think bella or petri are my favorites; greta has a cool design too

OCTOPUS: marina's in my NH town rn and i like her so she wins. octavian is cool and zucker is the most edible looking one. and cephalobot is cool too theyre all pretty good

OSTRICH: bias for phoebe. blanche, cranston and phil have really good designs. sprocket is cool but i wish his plating was like a slightly different color its too loud

PENGUIN: not super attached to any of the penguins sorry. i had hopper in either GCN or city folk and sprinkle is in my NH town

PIG: i had gala in my new leaf town but shes honestly probably not my favorite (im so sorry). i really like cobb's concept and design. i also have a bias for boris bc he was in my brothers' gcn town lol. rasher has one of the best executed designs of all the pigs IMO and dear god i miss sue e so bad COME BACK

RABBIT: idk. i think pippy was in my gcn town shes cute

RHINOCEROS: not particularly attached to any of them. i had tank. merengue is cute and i kinda like spike's design i guess

SHEEP: this one is hard. bias for curlos and muffy. i really like pietro's design and i want gen and woolio back So bad.

SQUIRREL: probably poppy. i had blaire and nibbles previously also so they get honorable mentions. and i really like hazel

TIGER: bangle, bianca, and rolf

WOLF: honestly i like all of the wolves. bias for wolfgang. i like dobie, freya, and kyle and i want tarou back

#my posts #animal crossing

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sugarcoated-lame · 2 years ago

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I am actually so obsessed with this series, it is beyond fantastic!!! 💜

“Mav isn’t my boss.” Bradley reminds you. It’s swift, calm and it shuts you down in four syllables. You close your mouth, still looking up at him. “I said I’ll stop by later.” hhhciejgke he’s such a dick but why do I love it 😩

‘When he looks at you again, you’re smiling softly. You probably wouldn’t be if he told you what he had done. With the way you’re looking at him, he debates not keeping it from you.’

‘It would be easy enough to tell you the full truth right now, it’s just a couple of words. I beat the shit out of a guy who wouldn’t shut his mouth. But, your ex-boyfriend was a violent prick and Bradley doesn’t want you to look at him like that.’ Bradley not wanting to tell her what he did to get suspended bc doesn’t want her to look at him differently, and actually showing a hint of vulnerability when he does tell her because he wants her to like him 🥺 I love it !!!

‘He thinks he’s got you right where he wants you, you can see it in that mischievous look In his eye.’

‘Kissing him down by the marina two days ago, that was one thing — he doesn’t think that you’re bold enough to do this. So, he calls your bluff. He parts his knees further and sits back comfortably against the couch.’ Bambi omg… I just love her characterization SO much. The way she’s this sweet, seemingly shy little thing, but then has these moments where she’s so bold with Rooster and just keeps him on his toes and continues to surprise him, it’s so, so good!! And can I just say, the way you build up the tension is just PHENOMENAL

‘he’s had better, but he probably shouldn’t have been expecting too much from a meek little mouse like you anyway.’ Oh, he really thought… Bambi surprising Bradley once again by giving him mind-blowing head and then saying “I read about it.” AAAAHHDJWHF I just love these two so much. Such an amazing chapter, beautiful writing as always and I’m so excited for more! 🥰💜❤️💕

Blow by Blow | 0.6 | Bradley Bradshaw x Reader au

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Synopsis: Bradley’s washed up before his career has even really begun. He doesn’t want to fill his father’s shoes and he doesn’t want someone else to either. Stuck in limbo, living the same way he always has, the opportunity to step up wanders through the door of his gym in a mini dress and heels that are a size too big. Boxing au.

Warnings: unspecified age gap, violence, probs boxing inaccuracies somewhere along the line, blood and injuries throughout the fic but will be specified in the warnings of the chapter. Smut and other 18+ content, minors dni, oral (m receiving)

“He’s in a good mood this morning.” You comment. Bradley’s grinning, light on his feet as he dances around the ring. He lets Jake draw closer to him and steps quickly out of the way, taunting him in his every move. Your lips quirk up slightly.

He’s not even trying. If he wanted to, he could’ve caught Jake in the ribs just there. Instead, he quick-steps back and sways his body to the music in the background. Steve Winwood’s Higher Love is blasting over the speakers, filling the gym with upbeat lyrics. Bradley dances, unfazed as Jake puts his guard back up and steps towards him — he sidesteps, slams his glove into Jake’s ribs and continues to sway, mouthing the words.

Jake rolls his eyes and steps into Rooster’s space just as quickly.

“Uhg… help.” Mickey grunts under you.

Your eyes widen, looking down quickly and remembering yourself all of a sudden. A soft gasp slips your lips as you catch the bar seconds before it hits his chest. Your combined strength is enough to lift the bar and set it back on the rack, saving him from being crushed.

“Shit, sorry.”

Mickey sits up quickly, brows furrowed, dark curls sticking to his forehead, mock-betrayal on his face. Your cheeks burn as you shoot a quick glance back to Rooster and find him looking right at you. Shit, he absolutely caught that exchange.

“Who, Rooster?” Mickey pants, wiping the sweat from his forehead with his arm. You turn your gaze away and give a small nod. “Yeah, he got a fight confirmed this morning. It’s his first gig in like eight months — that’s why he’s showing off.”

Mickey rolls his shoulders back and grabs his water bottle from the ground.

“Why hasn’t he fought in eight months?” You ask, leaning forwards to rest your hands against the bar, tilting your head as you watch Rooster and Jake sparring. Nat always takes it easy on you, which you should probably appreciate, but it’s interesting seeing Jake and Rooster fight — because neither one of them is taking it easy on the other.

Mickey gulps down around half of his bottle’s worth of water and then settles down with a sigh, his skin glistening and sticky under the gloomy white overhead lighting. He pushes himself up from the bench and glances across at Rooster, then grimaces.

“Mm… I probably shouldn’t say. Ask him, he might tell you.” He shrugs his shoulders and then lifts his arms out, flexing his biceps. “So, do you see a difference?”

You smile at him and nod, patting his side as you step past him. “I see that your fly is down.”

He looks down quickly, smile faltering — then realizes that he’s wearing gym shorts, there isn’t a fly for it to even be down. He groans and turns to tell you off. You’re already wandering away, walking over to the ring and resting your hands against the ropes.

“Ugh, fuck.” Bradley grunts as Jake catches him in the stomach.

“Keep dancing, bird boy.” Jake taunts, stepping back to put some space between them again. Now doubled-over, Bradley is at your eye level. His eyes glint mischievously as he catches sight of you, smiling at him from the ringside.

“What’s up, Bambi? — Wanna jump in?” Bradley offers, lips quirking up into a confident smirk as he stands upright again, running his fingers over the affected area of his toned stomach. He begins towards you, Jake turns in interest to watch the conversation.

You smile softly up at him. “I wanted to ask if you were free later.

Jake’s brows raise slightly, he glances across at Bradley and then back at you. Bradley wets his lips with his tongue and takes a step closer, leaning onto the ropes.

“Like a date?”

Jake almost scoffs at the certainty in Rooster’s voice. He knows that he’s cockiness embodied himself, but he still finds himself amused at how sure Rooster is.

You smile softly, then shake your head. “Like the interview that you owe me — you’re the only one I’m waiting for.”

He almost sighs. Instead, he glances quickly back at Jake and shrugs his shoulders, then checks the clock on the wall. “Uh — if you let me finish up down here, I can stop by upstairs when I’m done?”

Jake does scoff this time. He has said some pretty forward stuff to girls in his time, but watching Bradley invite himself up to your apartment is just embarrassing.

“Well, are you busy right now?” You ask, looking up at him through your lashes as he stands on the canvas. His brows furrow.

“Kinda.” He answers back, adjusting the gloves on his wrists. You frown at him.

“Mav said that you have to do the interview before tomorrow, he wants the website to—“

“Mav isn’t my boss.” Bradley reminds you. It’s swift, calm and it shuts you down in four syllables. You close your mouth, still looking up at him. “I said I’ll stop by later.”

Swallowing softly, you nod your head. A few sheepish steps back away from the ring, you’re still nodding at him dumbly. Perhaps you should apologise. You don’t. “Okay. Thanks.”

Jake watches you turn and walk away, shaking his head softly.

“What?” Rooster frowns.

“I just don’t get how you can look at that sweet face and be such an ass,” Jake answers amusedly, giving a small shrug of his shoulders. He takes a step back and brings up his guard as they get ready to go again. “It’s like being mean to—“

“I said I’d do her interview!” Bradley defends himself, taking stance and shrugging his shoulders. They should really be focusing more than this with the fight coming up, but he really doesn’t see what he did wrong.

Bradley takes his time finishing up his training. Fashionably late or whatever. He knocks on your apartment door and waits, clearly learning from his past experiences with Tank.

You answer the door in another cute patterned sundress, having ditched the workout gear after your shower.

“Bob asked if Tank could come downstairs to play.” Rooster explains, trying to finger through the mess of his curls. Headgear always fucks up his hair.

“Oh. Sure — let me just-“

“He’s at the bottom of the stairs waiting. She said it’s okay!” Rooster relays back.

You smile and lean past Bradley to look at your friend. He grins and waves as Tank brushes past Bradley with a small growl, and then pads happily down the stairs towards him.

Rooster settles down onto the couch, you sit directly in front of him, resting on the coffee table. The interview begins.

“How would you describe yourself in three words?” You ask.

He takes a while to consider it. You stretch your legs out in front of the coffee table and look up at the dust on the ceiling fan — you should clean that. Even after eleven full rotations of the ceiling fan, he still hasn’t presented you with the slightest hint of answer.

“Is there a right answer to this?” He asks back, his eyes on you. One of his arms is draped along the back of the couch, the other resting against his thigh. He nudges his foot into yours and pretends that it’s an accident.

“I guess not.” You shrug. His lips quirk as he raises his brows at you.

“You guess not?”

“Well, there are good answers and bad answers, don’t you think?” You reply, not really feeding into his game as much as he would like you to. Parting his knees further, his body mass stretches over more of your couch unapologetically.

“So, what are the good answers?” Rooster challenges you.

“I can’t tell you that until you’ve answered, otherwise it won’t be genuine.” Professional, polite, holding back from just calling him an ass and making him answer — you probably have a future in journalism.

“What’s this for, again?” He taunts. You both know that he knows exactly what this is for. He’s just being pedantic.

“A meet the staff page. I want people to know your faces, know who they’re coming in to see. It’ll make this place seem less… scary.”

“This place is scary?” He’s outright avoiding the question at this point. You sigh, giving a small shrug of your shoulders.

“It can be.”

He nods his head. He doesn’t understand what you mean — he was raised in this place and the only thing scary about it is that he’ll probably be here for the rest of his life too.

“So… three words?” You remind him gently.

Rooster sits at a crossroads in your living room. He has two options before him, to sit in the afternoon sun and annoy you further, or to just give in and answer your silly little questions.

“Organised, loyal… handsome.” He decides finally, smiling across at you. The second time, perhaps another accident, he nudges his foot into yours.

“Jake said the same thing.” You answer immediately, giving a soft chuckle as you turn your attention towards your notepad.

This goes on for a while. The back and forth. The excessive way he spreads his limbs out over the couch just to remind you that he’s a big guy. The bullshit answers.

You check the time on your phone, then squint at him seriously. An hour has passed and you’ve gotten him to answer only four out of your ten questions.

“Why haven’t you fought in eight months?”

His eyebrows raise calmly, biceps flexing as he crosses them over his chest. He stares back at you. “Is this part of the interview?”

You shrug your shoulders, “Yeah.”

“Who said I haven’t fought in eight months?” He asks you, sitting forward in the seat and leaning closer to you.

“Couple of people, actually,” You lie to him, which isn’t untrue, they would have let it slip eventually. It doesn’t seem to be a secret. “What’s up with that?”

His eyes are russet under the afternoon sun streaming in through the window to his right, bright and shining. Somehow colder under this warm light than they had been the other night by the arena.

His eyes trail, slowly looking down and then back up over your form. He sits closer again, leaning his broad form forwards and resting his hands against his knees.

You know instantly that you’ve probably overstepped, but he was being an asshole too.

“I got suspended from competing for six months.” Sitting so close that every breath you take is the cedarwood, cypress and nutmeg of his cologne, you’ve got a front row seat to how he feels about that.

He doesn’t give much away, but you can tell that he accepts the judgment. He knows that he did something wrong — that’s good, right? — that he knows he screwed up and maybe feels bad about it.

“Then after that, no one would fight me for two months because of what happened before.” He doesn’t have to reach far to be touching you, his arm barely stretches before his hand is tucked around your knee, stroking at the curve of the joint with his thumb.

You keep your eyes on him, studying his features, looking for a crack in that exterior for just a moment.

“What did you do to get suspended?” You shift closer with him, his fingertips smoothing against your skin, staying below the thigh, near the knee.

His lips quirk softly. It’s clear that he’s not going to answer you from the get go.

“You ask a lot of questions.” He comments.

“This is an interview.” You quip. His eyes roll as he throws himself back against the couch, chuckling dryly — bested again. When he looks at you again, you’re smiling softly.

You probably wouldn’t be if he told you what he had done. With the way you’re looking at him, he debates not keeping it from you. His thumb strokes softly over your bare skin, eyes on yours.

He thinks he’s got you right where he wants you, you can see it in that mischievous look In his eye. You reach out and rest your hand against his knee.

This time, instead of looking at each other, you both watch your fingers move along his skin. At first, tracing small patterns on his knee, similar to what he’s doing to you. Innocent enough.

His eyes dart up to your face, then back down, as your fingertips smooth along his skin, brushing well past his knee and dangerously close to the hem of his shorts. His brows scrunch softly.

Kissing him down by the marina two days ago, that was one thing — he doesn’t think that you’re bold enough to do this. So, he calls your bluff. He parts his knees further and sits back comfortably against the couch.

Rooster is an attractive guy and he knows it. More attractive than Jett was, undeniably. Tanned skin, broad shoulders — but a soft smirk on his face that just makes you want to prove him wrong.

“Everyone else knows why you were suspended?” You ask, raising your brows at him as your nails skim along the inside of his thigh. Rooster watches your fingers move, feeling the delicate touch on his warm skin.

“Sure, but I didn’t tell them.” He answers calmly. It would be easy enough to tell you the full truth right now, it’s just a couple of words. I beat the shit out of a guy who wouldn’t shut his mouth. But, your ex-boyfriend was a violent prick and Bradley doesn’t want you to look at him like that.

The others were all at the fight that night, Rooster doesn’t really have a choice about them knowing or not knowing. You’re different.

You tilt your head just slightly. He looks at you again. You pout your lips in consideration, watching your fingers breach under the grey confines of the left leg of his shorts. Bradley glances down and then back up.

“Is this the first time you’ve been suspended?” The question seems to come out of nowhere, and Bradley almost winces when you ask it because he knows that his chances are getting lower and lower. He sighs softly and shakes his head.

“No, not the first time.” He replies calmly.

You lift your gaze to look at him through your lashes, fingers stilling against his skin. “Then, I think I should probably know what you did. Right?”

“Broke the rules,” He shrugs his shoulders softly, hoping that you’ll accept that answer but knowing that you won’t. Your lips purse, hinting at a slight frown. “It’s a long story, but my last fight kind of turned into a real fight instead of a boxing match, it was a mess. That’s all.”

“Did you hurt him?” You ask.

Rooster’s hand skims from your knee to the edge of the coffee table that you’re sitting on, fingers curling around the underside of it. “Yeah.”

“Badly?”

He shrugs his shoulders once more, “He recovered, if that’s what you’re asking.”

“Why?” You press.

“If you ask Nat, she’ll tell you it’s because I was dropped on my head too much as a baby.” Bradley tries to spin this back, make it light hearted again. The meekness in your voice worries him.

Your face doesn’t soften. “I’m asking you.”

“He said some stuff that I didn’t like and I got angry.” Bradley says quietly. You sit back, straightening your spine and crossing your ankles. It’s not quite a recoil, it’s something much more low-key than that, but it has the same effect.

Bradley’s brows knit together as he opens his mouth to defend himself.

“Okay — it’s deeper than him just saying something I didn’t like, I want you to know that,” Bradley rushes out, he can tell that the suddenness of it surprises you. There it is, the gap in that hard exterior. He wants you to like him.

He rubs a hand over his jaw, his eyes soft as he looks at you. “There’s kind of a history with this place, y’know, some stuff that went down between my dad and Mav and some of the guys in the circuit. People giving me a hard time for stuff that happened before I was born. It’s — just, complicated.”

“Did it make you feel better after you hurt him?” You ask softly, fingertips coming to life on his skin. He glances down as you trail your fingers back along the curve of his knee.

It takes him a moment to consider what you have asked. At a base level, yes, it felt good to make that asshole finally stop running his mouth. He definitely didn’t like the consequences that came after, but that’s not what you’re asking him. Did he feel better after he beat that guy up? — No.

He remembers the bruising around his knuckles. He sees it every day in the way that Mav looks at him know — Mav has barely spoken to him since it happened.

“No. Didn’t solve anything, really.” Bradley mumbles.

Just like with the first question you had asked him, there were good and bad answers to this question. The answer he gave is satisfying enough.

He rests his elbows on his knees and leans forwards, head hung slightly to watch your fingers on his thigh. You sit forwards slowly, leaning in and pressing a delicate kiss to his warm cheek.

He looks up, you’ve surprised him again. He was sure you were going to ask him to leave.

You kiss his lips. He rushes, reaching for your skin, ready to pull you against him. Instead, you stay where you are, both perched on the edges of your seat, leaning forwards to kiss. Fingers smoothing softly over the scar on his cheek, you hum gently against his lips, contented.

Impatient, fingers curl into the fabric of your shirt. He’s pulling you forwards, urging you closer until you’re on the couch, straddling his hips. Knees on either side of his clothed torso, you match his energy, curling your fists into his shirt and pulling him into you. Deepening the kiss, his hands in your hair, your tongue running rampant against his own.

The taste of mint passes between the two of you. His is spearmint, yours is peppermint. It’s a quick and shocking revelation that you had both been planning for this kiss to happen.

His fingers curl around your hips, tugging you forwards, grinding himself up against your core. The second that the bulge in his shorts touched you, you stiffen. It’s hard to miss.

“You alright?” Rooster murmurs, pulling back brows scrunching in slight concern. You look over his features, then nod hurriedly. His brows scrunch tighter together as you push yourself up and away from his lap.

There’s a calm silence as you settle between his legs, pressing your plush lips to the inside of his knee. His tongue darts out to wet his lips with his tongue as he settles back against the couch. You just keep on surprising him.

Surprise after surprise as you tease your mouth along the inside of his thighs until he’s rock hard and straining against the inside of his gym shorts. Even after that, when his shorts are down by his ankles and his eyes are closed in anticipation, you don’t give him what he wants.

Instead, your nails rake softly along his sensitive skin, followed by your lips. Open-mouthed, gentle kisses onto the most tender parts of his skin.

When you finally work up the confidence to curl your fingers into the sides of his boxers and pull them down, your breathing shudders. So relieved that his sigh almost becomes a whine, he readily lifts his hips for you to guide his boxers down. Both his boxers and his shorts pool around his ankles as he tugs his shirt up and over his head.

He’s so hard it seems painful, the head of his dick flushed the same way that his cheeks do when he gets embarrassed.

You’ve talked a lot with your girl friends, and you had known that Jett was around average — nothing special, but Bradley is. Before now, you’ve never seen a dick that looks heavy in the same way his does.

Admittedly, you’ve thought about this a couple of times since you had come across Bradley on the floor of your apartment in those damn near sheer white boxers of his.

Sitting nestled between strong legs, warm, tanned skin. He rests his arm along the back of the couch, letting you look as much as you’d like. It’s been a long time since he was insecure about his body.

You sit forwards and look up at him. Rooster considers for a moment whether he should stop you or not. The second your fingers curl around the base of his cock, his mind is made up.

Your warm tongue tracing his dick up and down, eyes on him for reassurance as his thumb strokes in time against your cheek. Your lips wrap expertly around the tip, sucking on it like a lollipop, the tip of your tongue tracing over the slit.

His breathing quietens, brows furrowing as he watches you. It’s good, it feels good — he’s had better, but he probably shouldn’t have been expecting too much from a meek little mouse like you anyway.

Rooster hums softly in approval when you lick a stripe up the underside of his shaft. Testing the waters, you skim your hand along his thigh. His head rests back against the couch as your main focus shifts to his balls.

Your tongue lingers on the head, darting over his slit to collect the precum that had seeped out. It makes him dizzy, the needy way you lick at his cock, the experienced way that you touch him.

Everything after becomes less about what you should be doing, and more about his response to it. He pants hard when you pull back and pepper kisses along his shaft. He groans loudly when your nose brushes his pelvis and you’re looking up at uk with those doe-eyes, all brimming with tears. He jolts when your nose presses into his thigh as you tease open-mouthed kisses along his balls.

It’s good. So fucking good. He’s lost track of what he’s saying in his head and what he’s saying out loud, unsure of if he should slide a hand into your hair. He doesn’t need to, somehow you’re right where he needs you, right when he needs it.

Rooster shudders, fingers curling into the couch cushion as he involuntarily bucks his hips, feeling your throat squeeze around him. “Shit, fuck —- I’m gonna cum, I’m — I’m—“

You look up at him, drool-soaked lips quirking at the corners. He’s pretty when he’s right on the edge like this. Knuckles whitening, muscles shaking under the intensity. Head thrown back, lips parted, deep groans spilling from his lips.

His body jolts, fists curling hard into the sheets. Every aching muscle in his body contracts, tightening and trembling as his orgasm tears through his nerves. He comes with a strained groan. His dick twitches against your tongue before releasing his load down your throat, leaving you with little choice but to swallow. Luckily for him, that was the plan anyway.

You guide him through his high, not stopping until he’s a trembling wreck under your fingertips. Rooster grunts, mouth hanging open, brows furrowed tightly as the aftershocks of his orgasm tear through his nerves.

Finally, you sit back on your knees and wipe the spit from your chin with the back of your hand.

He swallows, taking in a shaking breath and pushing the base of his palm into his eye socket, trying to make those white splotches in his vision go away. You wipe the smudged mascara from under your eyes.

His legs are still shaking as he pulls his shorts and boxers back up in one move, draping an arm over his eyes. “Fuck, where did you learn how to do that?” — it’s a stupid question, but he just can’t imagine that this kind of expertise came from your ex.

“I read about it.” You answer softly, smoothing your fingers tenderly along the hair on his thighs. His brows furrow as he feels you move to sit down beside him.

He turns his head. Every line on his face deepens as he scrunches his features up, lost. “You… read about it? — Like in a book?”

“Something like that,” You answer him, trailing your fingers over the ridges in his bicep. Your gaze flickers up to meet his. “Was it okay?”

Rooster’s brows lift. He chuckles breathlessly and pulls the covers up over his waist, then brings his hand up to rub at his eye. “Okay? — It was — that… Wow.”

You smile softly at him. “Can I ask you for a favour?”

“Trust me, sweetheart, I’m going to take care of you. Just, let my hands stop shaking.” Rooster breathes out, still recovering as he squeezes your knee. You press your knees together and shift back.

“Oh, no, not that. I’d prefer it if we left it at that today.”

He turns his head and frowns — Bradley has never not reciprocated in his life, and he doesn’t intend to start now. “But…”

“You can make it up to me another time, just not today… if that’s okay.” There she is again. That meek little mouse. As if you didn’t just give him the most earth-shattering blowjob. He shakes his head and sits up.

“So what’s the favour?” He asks calmly.

“I want to do a fight like you guys do. Like a real one.”

….

#jake scolding Bradley for being an ass to Bambi #I love how much they all adore her #bob and tank 🥺 <3 #Bambi is stronger than me bc if I had Bradley manspreading on my couch like that I would’ve said fuck the interview #and immediately climb him like a tree oops #also the way Bradley avoids answering her interview questions who does he think he is Harry styles?#cant answer a question to save his life 😂#but I love the banter between these two sm <3 #rooster bradshaw #bradley bradshaw #bradley rooster bradshaw #rooster #top gun maverick #boxer rooster #faves #this might be my favorite rooster au like it’s SO GOOD

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