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i-see-you-now-you-see-me · 4 years ago

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Loving us Both or, Another level of Crazy

(oneshot, but depends of the future) Part of the DYVLONY series, can be read seperately

Pairing : villain Hendery (Wayv) x Reader

Word count: approx 4k

About: I tell you now, important part of this story is- Hendery has two personalities, but it comes up in the story, not to confuse you, here they are:

Hendery (Huang Guanhang)- boss

Guanhee- Huang Guanhee- who deals with all filthy stuff, boss/ to everyone they are brother and sister

Warnings: Mentions of blood and gore, a bit of descriptive character death, sex, filthy smut, Guanhee is a dirty bitch, sex, sex, and some more...

filth under the cut

*Earth, the third Planet from the Sun, 149.6 million kilometers away*

-I keep telling you that someone took her, I am sure of it! – Nurse Nana, your friend whom you hade become great friends, answered.

-Miss, there is no proof of that, you cannot just announce things like this on the internet, it is classed as a felony, - the police officer was not having it, it was the third family member this week, who were saying the exact same thing, “we were on a night out, and she never came back” sort of thing. And the best was, all of the missing persons went to the same club.

Yet police didn’t want to spend their money on this. There were far more important things for them to be dealing with at this hour.

-Alright miss, we will make a file and let you know as soon as something will come up, - he announced.

-Thank you, - nurse Nana thanked the police and left.

While studying at UNI you had a big exam coming up, to help you in the process you had applied to help at the local hospital, trainee psychologist assistant, and a Doctor Vera McGregorky welcomed you into all her conversations with her patients, who didn’t mind you, a student to be there and listen. You had signed the documents for confidential information, and not a single word had escaped your mouth in talks of other patients.

You had met Nana when you arrived, she was the one to greet you and lead you to the doctors’ office, she was nice, and you became friends.

Once your exam had passed, she had invited you for a glass of beer on a night out, (you rarely drank beer, but sometimes you enjoyed it), so you agreed. Somehow during the night, you were left alone, because Nana smoked, and she used to say, “I don’t want your lungs to get polluted because of me, you know that statistics have proven, that a non - smoker standing next to a smoker is at higher risk of lung pollution than the actual smoker,” and she would add with a grin, “that’s the trufff”.

And now, she was there. Walking down the street where the club was.

-Where are you, Y/N, what happened to you, - when she returned from smoking, you were nowhere to be found, she searched everywhere in the club where she could. Not a single glimpse from you was there.

Ever since that day, she has been trying to file a missing persons case, even posted on the internet about it, receiving a few reposts and likes, until she was called to police office. If they would have been a bit more interested in that, eh?

Nana sighed.

-Assholes, - she whispered as she walked of.

* Planet DYVLONY, 10043567901;1102033149001*

-I hate that bitch, - one of the henchmen spoke.

-I know, last time when she slapped you, I remember the look on your face, - he sighed, - why can’t it be her brother this time.

-I know, right? Sometimes she really gets on my nerves.

They both walked through a warehouse that belonged to the Infamous Twins of DYVLONY, and today was one of those days where, instead of himself – Hendery, their boss, more liked preferred boss, they had to work together with his twin sister Huang Guanhee, who, if/when in a bad mood, tended to treat people like shit.

-Didn’t I tell you, that I don’t want to see your ugly ass looking faces today? Huh? Was I not clear? – Huang Guanhee sat on a chair, while behind her, tied to a post was a naked woman, barely breathing, beaten to a pulp.

-Sorry to disturb you, ma’am, but Mr. Tieger wants to see you, or your brother, he is outside, - Guanhee sighed, she hated that bastard, he owed them a lot of money, and he was trying to barter all sorts of shit on a regular basis.

-Ah, - she groaned, - bring him in, - Guanhee agreed.

Both henchmen walked out, grabbed Mr. Tieger by his collar, and really brought him in on his knees, where he stayed. Looking up, seeing Guanhee sitting on the chair, he bit his cheek. She was not the person he wanted to see there.

-Why are you here? I am busy, - she said and crossed her legs.

-I, - his mouth felt dry there for a moment, there was something not right about this woman, - I have been selected to take care of… the aliens that had crashed.

Guanhee arched a brow.

-So? – she asked.

-I have no need of an alien in my home, and I thought… - she didn’t let him finish a sentence.

-You thought? – she abruptly stood up, - exactly what, huh? You come here an offer some alien? What’s in it for me, eh?

She walked closer and smacked Mr. Tieger in the face, so hard, he fell backwards. She groaned and straightened herself up. Guenhee looked at her poor, tied girl in the back, licking her lips, taking a stick from the floor, she walked over to the girl and beat her sides and legs, the girl only jerked around with no sound, tears flowing down her face, she had no voice anymore.

-This is what happens when you don’t pay back the money, and as much as I love a pink pussy to feast on, you don’t have one, so get the fuck out of these premises, and in ten days bring us back money, or else, I will leave you dick- less bleeding in the street, do you understand?

Never have you ever seen a man run as fast as Mr. Tieger did in that moment.

-This bitch is crazy, - he said to himself, as he got in his car and drove off.

Later in the room, on the top floor of the warehouse, Guanhee was undressing. Her stockings were rolled off, her skirt neatly folded on the bed, her white blouse folded on top of that, her hair, a brown (ish) wig, left on the side, before being put away on a mannequin. Fake eyelashes taken off, together with her make up, fake boobs off, and his penis freed from the tight panties.

-It’s your turn now, - she said and looked in the mirror. As soon as those words left her mouth, Hendery appeared, straightened himself up, hearing a knock on the door.

-Boss, it’s me, can I come in? – Hendery walked over and opened the door. His right- hand man was there. Dante was the only person on DYVLONY who knew the ugly truth.

Hendery and Guanhee were the same person.

You sat in the waiting room, a bit nervous, of course. Passing an exam had felt easier than this. Palms sweaty, one of your legs kept shaking.

-Nothing to worry about, - you assured yourself, - it’s going to be just fine.

Mr. Tieger was signing papers, ready to greet you, and then sell you off. He knew today he would see Hendery, not his sister, he was sure of it, he will definitely be ready to bargain. Once Hendery see’s how you look like, Mr. Tieger might be in for a good money.

-Hello, miss Y/N, I am Mr. William Tieger, - he shook your hand, - shall we go now?

You nodded. He looked like a “decent” man. Mr. Tieger made sure you walked first, he checked out how you looked like from behind, all the curves in the right places, he will def be swimming in gold after tonight.

-Let’s make a d-tour, - he said, helping you in his car, and soon he had stopped in front of what looked like a very posh atelier. Walking in, he was greeted with two DYVLONY ladies.

-Hello ser, how can be of assistance today, - they said in unison.

-I need to dress her, - he leaned in, while you weren’t listening, - the sexier the better.

Both girls nodded. This was the most popular atelier for a lot of reasons, and the girls were ready for their task. Taking your measures, they went to work on your clothing straight away. Soon, you were wearing embroidered bralette, with matching pantie set, and attached stockings, down your legs. And for whatever reason, your last piece of clothing, a really flimsy looking dress was put on, you looked cheap.

-What is this? – you asked, - I am not wearing it! – you protested.

-You, - Mr. Tieger spoke, - my darling, won’t have a choice.

With that your world went black. One of the assistants had knocked you out, wearing a big smile on her face, even while tying you up. Mr. Tieger paid in cash, threw you over his shoulder, and left. Putting you in the booth of his car, for no one to see. He smiled to himself adding the last piece – a mouth cloth.

-Let’s make Hendery happy, - smacking your thigh with his hand, he closed the booth and drove off.

The warehouse looked as dead as ever. Henchmen stood in the front, guarding the twins, as Mr. Tieger pulled up. Stepping out, he gave the man a sheepish grin.

-I am here to speak with Hendery, I have something to offer, - this time, henchmen didn’t say anything, just opened the door to let him in. Mr. Tieger took you out from the back, and again, put you over his shoulder, bringing you in. Slowly walking closer, he noticed that the chair was turned around.

-Huang Guanheng, - he greeted, - good to see you here.

There was no response on the other side.

-I am here to bargain a little something, you might find of value, - he smiled, putting you down on the cold floor. He didn’t notice how “Hendery” crossed his legs, and his arms over his chest. – this is the alien; I think she might be to your liking.

The doors of the warehouse were now locked, no one could get in, and no one could get out. Somehow, you found yourself waking up, no sounds leaving your mouth, but a short breath. Startled by a strong grip on your jaw, your eyes stayed shut.

-What do you think? – Mr. Tieger’s smug face was back at it. The chair turned around and he gasped. – what the fuck?! – he shouted.

Looking back at him was Guanhee, wearing her best smile, she even winked towards him.

-I thought I warned you once, - she said, still sitting down.

-Where is Hendery, Guanhee? – Mr. Tieger asked.

-I don’t have to answer you, but if you must know, I take that as your dying wish. You really are something, - Guanhee said, - but no worries, soon I will gut you like a fish, and make sure everyone is watching.

-What??? – Mr. Tieger was angry, he came towards her in big striking steps. Once close enough, he was ready to grab Guanhee by her hair, and before he could react a knife was plunged in his lower abdomen.

-I did promise you, didn’t I? – she giggled as a crazy person, the knife was now used to cut Mr. Tieger open, knife stopping at his ribs, while blood gushed out of him. His knees hit the floor, and you opened your eyes. Startled to see what was going on, you had to get away. Easier said than done, with your arms tied behind your back, and your legs tied as well, the only movement you could do, is somewhat like a worm, inch by inch moving away, trying not to pay attention to someone dying in the background.

Guanhee watched as Mr. Tieger bled on the floor, her own clothing was dirtied by now, but she didn’t bother. Looking over she saw you trying to crawl away, and she smiled.

-Hey, - she shouted, and you stopped not knowing why you stopped. – I will give you ten second head start, say thank you Guanhee, - she clapped her hands.

Your eyes were bulging out of your scull now, ten seconds? No chance you’ll get anywhere, a sudden thought was in the back of your mind. “I will die now”, tears started streaming down your face as you kept on trying to move away.

-Ten, - Guanhee announced as she stepped closer, starting the count down. – Nine. Eight. Seven. Six. Five. Four. Three. Two. One.

You heard her right by you when she said “one”, her hand grabbed a fistful of your hair, pulling your upper body upwards, making you even more uncomfortable. The bloody knife in front of your face, you started pleading for your life, even with your mouth filled with cloth, that was tied behind your head. You must have sounded terrible… because Guanhee let go of your hair. You landed on your face, hitting your forehead in the process.

-Give her a shower, - Guanhee mentioned with her hands, - then tie her up like normal.

-Yes ma’am, - henchman nodded.

Dragging you away for the “shower”, which in reality meant, ice cold water on your body, getting you rid of the clothes you wore. Cold and worn out from the cold shower blast, you didn’t struggle when your naked body was tied up by the wooden post. The only thing you could see was a chair, which was unoccupied for now.

Guanhee washed up, changed her clothes, looking in the mirror, she smiled to herself, putting on her glasses, she walked through the room and down the stairs.

She saw your naked form from the second floor and rubbed her palms together. Sitting on the chair, she watched you closely. You didn’t struggle, your mouth had tape over it, the only thing you did, you were weeping, trying to do it quietly.

Listen. You had seen crazy, while working at the hospital, there had been patients that had to be in the mental asylum, you had read too much about serial killers, how they disliked people crying, or, how it edged them on. So, you tried to calm yourself.

Guanhee stood up and walked closer.

-You do have a pretty face, though, - she started, taking your jaw in her hand, - I must say, Mr. Tieger was right, you could be of use, - she gave you a smile. Her hand let go of your face and then she grabbed your nipple. Pinching it, twisting it with her fingers. You didn’t know what to do, how to react, your body betrayed you well, heat pooling in your lower areas, the same as the hotness travelling to your face.

Then her lips enveloped the other nipple, she went full licking and sucking on your breast, and soon her hand was not only pinching the nipple but massaging the whole breast.

“Fuck no,” you thought to yourself, trying to get your body to cooperate with your mind, but it wouldn’t budge.

Then she swapped it over, her lips on the other of your breast peaks and the other twisting your other nipple. Her hot mouth was providing you with saliva, that you felt sliding down your torso, to your stomach.

-Guess my favorite color, - she spoke looking at you. You didn’t know what to say, and you couldn’t anyways, but still. Without a warning her hand was in between your legs, grabbing on the soft skin of your inner thighs.

Your breath hitched in your throat.

What was she doing?

-I will tell you, - she said as she got on her knees, you saw henchman approaching. Your legs got untied, and the henchmen were holding you up. Shame of nakedness like this was seen on your face. You were now legs apart, pussy on display, a single drop of your nectar gathered on your pussy lips. You looked everywhere else, but not down. Guanhee smacked your thigh to get your attention, it went to a shade of red after the second smack. – I love pink, - she announced while biting her lip.

Your heart was in your throat now, beating so fast, you weren’t ready for what Guanhee had in mind. Her tongue prodded pass her lips, and the tip of it touched your mound. She then gave you a test lick between your folds, swallowing your juices, slowly moving her tongue up and down until she reached your tight hole. She smiled. You saw her smile before she took of her glasses and her tongue went back to its job.

Her tongue dived in your tight hole, in and out, a little faster then and a little slower after, tears were threatening to fall down your face again. Not only a woman was going down on you, but it was also giving you a spark of pleasure. She sat back on her knees, bringing a hand to her face, licking a finger, before the same finger entered you, you shut your eyes.

She was exploring your vaginal walls, finding a soft spot, that made your legs quiver a bit, she continued to press on it more, and then her mouth attacked your clitoris. She sucked and licked, and she finger – fucked you, till you orgasmed, screaming through the tape, your legs shaking from pleasure. Intense waves of hot electric feeling went through all of you, goosebumps rising on your skin.

Guanhee stepped back, her face was covered in your cum, she licked her lips, wiping some of your cum on her hand so she could lick it off. She stood up.

-What a good girl, - she said, - coming on my face like that, hmm, I might just keep you.

With that she walked away. Soon your legs were down on the floor again, tied back up. Then the tape was pulled off, and you were given water by one of the henchmen. Chugging it down like it was your last meal, not knowing what’s going to happen after.

And for some reason, you drifted to sleep soon after that.

When you woke up, the sun was peeking through the windows. Once your eyes adjusted, your face turned straight to the chair. There was a figure sitting there. Looking at you was a man. Who looked just like the lady… Guanhee was her name, right? Uhm, what?

-Good morning, - he greeted, you nodded. If you were alive, it really was a good morning. – I am Hendery, you must have heard about me?

You nodded “no”.

-I see, - he laughed a bit, - you really are not from here, are you?

The more you looked at him, the more it seemed like you were tripping. Somewhere in your mind was a doubt. Alright, you have heard of identical twins, and all that, but so much common in looks on twins, it was a rare sight. And the doubt in your mind was saying, that something was not right.

-You look tired, - he said, - rough night?

You rolled your eyes at the comment. Hendery stood up and walked over.

-How about I untie you, give you some clothing and some soup? It can stay our secret, - he said, and you nodded. Soon after you were clothed and fed, and very thankful.

The next couple of days, you were allowed to move around in the warehouse and a bit outside at the back, mainly just sitting down at a wooden table with one of the henchmen to accompany you. You were thinking. The more you thought of a possibility that could be true, the more you started to agree that it really could be true.

Psychology had taught you well. Seeing the signs of un-healthy mind was easy for you to spot, those couple of months helping Doctor Vera, were paying off.

The next day, while outside eating breakfast, you were greeted by Guanhee.

-I thought I might see you here, - she said startling you, -my brother has treated you well, - she bit her cheek.

-At least he’s nice, - it came out harsher than expected. Guanhee grabbed your hair to turn your face to her, and smacked your cheek, left one first and then your other one. Then she pulled you up only to kick your legs, so you fell on your knees. She didn’t let go of your hair.

-Ah, - she said, - is this how we are going to play? Shall I tie you to the post again? – her eyes were filled with anger as she spat the words out, - starve you until you are nothing but a pile of bones for the wild wolves?

-No wonder everyone hates you, - you hit her weak spot with your sentence.

The cold shower was blasting at you again, you fell down, this time Guanhee was doing it herself, and to your surprise, she was stronger than she looked. Dragging you by your hair, this time she tied you, while you were on your knees. You ended up- legs wide opened, ass in the air, while your breasts were pressed at the wooden post.

She disappeared.

You didn’t even hear or see where she went, but you were left all by yourself, your eyes closing for a brief moment.

-My sister left you for me as a gift, - a voice spoke, waking you up from your slumber, it was Hendery. He was next to you, his hands stroking your sides, your stomach, then your ass cheeks, giving both of them a squeeze. – she knows how to make me happy, - he said.

His hand begin massaging your pussy, stroking your folds.

-Don’t do it, - you squeaked out, when Hendery’s hand touched your clitoris.

-And why not, - he smiled as he continued the assault on your cunt, - my sister already had a taste, I really want to try that too, - he pouted. – she always gets all the fun.

-I would rather suck your dick, - you spoke to stop him.

-Maybe another time, - you heard the zipper of his trousers, and then you felt his thick cock prod at your entrance. He moved his mushroom head up and down your folds, gathering the slick to cover his member. His hand softly touched your stomach as he was steadying himself. – breath in, baby-girl, - he whispered, licking on your ear, where he positioned his body.

His thick cock entered you only a couple of centimeters, you exhaled loudly with a moan. Slipping deeper, Hendery made sure to wait, till you got accustomed, inch by inch. Once completely sheathed inside of you, his balls where right at your bottom, he started a steady rhythm. It was followed by grunts and groans, and every thrust he gave you was as delicious as a desert after a meal.

Your walls were clamping down on him so hard, Hendery had to stop, to make you relax a bit more, and then he would get back to it. He knew you were close, the more your walls were sucking him deeper, the readier to orgasm you were. With a couple more thrusts you came, biting your lips, grabbing onto the wood. Hendery still worked to reach his high, and just before he could, you came again, and then he stilled, filling your abused cunt to the brim.

His arms around your body stayed like that for a while, the same as his lips licked your sweat from the back of your neck, down to your shoulder blades. Pulling out slowly, he earned a moan from you.

-Should I leave you like this? – he teased. – I think I will…

-Noo, - you protested, - I cannot feel my knees, - you said honestly.

So instead of leaving you like that, he turned you around, tied your back against the post, with his seed between your legs, making it impossible to move, the unpleasant feeling lingering there. He was smiling at you. The same smile Guanhee gave you. And he walked up the stairs and, in that room, where you had seen Guanhee disappear a couple of times, only to be greeted by Hendery the next day, or Guanhee a day after that.

And as you anticipated, you woke up with someone touching you, opening your eyes you saw Guanhee, licking her lips.

-Beautiful morning, isn’t it? – she asked, and you didn’t respond. – my brother had some fun, I see, - she licked her lips, - I can clean you up, if you’d like?

You nodded a “no”, and Guanhee stared at you, before leaving.

-I know who you are, - you shouted behind her, and Guanhee slowly walked back.

-And what is that?

You stayed quiet, till she was right in front of you. She stared down at you, grabbing your jaw in her hand.

-Hendery is you and you are Hendery, Guanhee doesn’t exist…- you said. – you are not real.

She slapped you.

-Are you afraid of the truth? – you asked. – you and I both know; this is not the way to live.

-Who are you? – she asked, grabbing you even harder.

-I can help you, - you said, - I can help you both, if only you’d let me…

The conclusion – split personality. This might be the scariest patient of all, but you were ready to use your knowledge to help as much as you could.

Guanhee stared at you, leaning in, and you felt something pressing onto your leg. Through her tight skirt, a visible boner was pressing through, her lips attacked yours.

-But before that, we can play a little…

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jimlingss · 4 years ago

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Hey kina!!

Could you let me know some bits about the surgery..? I have to undergo one as well but I'm anxious and I haven't been able to gather courage yet😅. I have myopi

I’d be happy to!! I also had myopia and my prescription was something like -2.5ish. I set up my first ever free consultation in January and there they checked my eyes with the usual machines that they use in a regular eye exam, then I waited and spoke to an optometrist who used the usual letter chart to ask me what I could see and couldn’t see + he told me if I was eligible for LASIK or not. Then the last ‘station’ I went to was a guy who spoke about logistics (ie. cost and what date my surgery would be on). I asked a ton of questions throughout. I had all my questions answered. Overall, it was all good and I booked for end of April after my exams were done.

Fast forward to the surgery date, I was 80% excited and 20% nervous. Came in at 10AM. They checked/took photos of my eyes using the regular eye exam machines again. I waited, then spoke to the optometrist who checked over my eyes one more time + gave me artificial tear eye drops and told me to put them in every 10 mins. I waited again then went to talk to the logistics guy and finalized my payment + got all my eyedrops in a nice bag + the explanation of when to take them. Then I got more pics of my eyes. Then they called me in for surgery.

For the surgery, I went in with some other dude lol into this darker room. I got a hair net and then a net for my shoes and was waiting for my turn in the operation room. The nurse lady put in lots of numbing eye drops and got me to wait and then it was my turn. When I went in, they got me to take off my jacket and brought me over to the bed/table and gave me stress balls.

The surgery itself was painless and easy. They said all I had to do was stare at this green light. Said green light bounced around as he did stuff but I tried my best and tried to relax. I would say the surgery was uncomfortable at times, but it was so fast and was done before I knew it. The nurses were there to comfort me too so it was pretty nice.

When I was done, I sat up. Surgeon checked my eyes. Then I sat in the dark room, got more eyedrops via the nurse, got my blood pressure taken. Then I waited in the normal waiting room for like 20 mins w/ the sunglasses, had another optometrist check my eyes, asked for drops, and then I left!

When I got home, I ate and focused on completing the eye drop schedule. I used A LOT of lubricating eye drops. They said once every hour but I did prob once every 15-30 mins and I still use them a lot. I think that’s def helped with the healing process. But on that first day, I used siri on my phone and kept my eyes completely shut. Never looked at a single screen. Just stayed in my dark bedroom and listened to podcasts while lying in bed + using eyedrops.

Next morning, went to my follow up and they said everything was great. My vision is 20/20 and it should keep sharpening up (fingers crossed). My eyes felt normal. The same as before. Except obviously my vision was clear. It was pretty shocking since I expected my eyes to ache or be swollen or hurt, but not at all.

I’m using screens now, prob sooner than I should lol but I lubricate my eyes a LOT to keep them from being dry and I think that’s the key. I think one thing I didn’t expect is for some of the drops to leave a bitter taste in my throat lol. Also I’d say I think I was a bit extreme on the ‘try to keep your eyes closed’ rule in the 24 hours post surgery. It’s ok to open your eyes. I didn’t at all and it caused my lashes to get stuck to my skin which made it harder to put in drops lmao, so I’d say after putting in drops, try to blink a few times. It was pretty uncomfortable not to be able to rub my eyes either or touch them at all cause they got pretty gunky and dirty but during my follow up, the eye doctor helped me clean up and when I got home, I was able to splash my face w/ water and use a wet q-tip to clean up the area.

Overall, I’d say that surgery was the easiest procedure I’ve done.

I’ve gotten my wisdom teeth removed 2 years ago and subsequently got 2 infections and that was difficult. Eating was hard, speaking was hard, and it ached. I recently got my brows micro-bladed and the procedure hurt at times + I couldn’t lay on my side or touch my brows 2 weeks afterwards or use water on them. That was difficult in itself. I’ve even had cosmetic surgery before to remove moles and the area bruised + I got stitches I had to take care of. But out of all those experiences, I’d say LASIK was the least difficult.

Just because it’s faster than the three other procedures. and the healing process is a lot faster too. All that’s different now (4 days after the surgery) is that I have to put in drops and I still can’t rub my eyes. Other than that, my eyes feel completely the same but my vision has suddenly cleared up as if I’m wearing glasses :)

#sorry if this is too long and detailed #thought I'd share my entire experience #now my main concern is just how do I preserve this and not let my eyes deteriorate #but there's not a lot of info on that lol #Jimlings #shatzkrinslinzki #oh yeah I forgot to add on the surgery day I came in at 10AM and left at 1PM #the actual surgery took 5-10 mins

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shnuggletea · 4 years ago

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This is my first birthday gift inside the fandom. Sorry to all the ones I missed before; I wanted to write and post you something but I had no warning! I’ll do my best to get you next year!!

I feel a bit lame, making this for @lavendertwilight89 Bday while everyone else is making amazing new fics. But this is what she asked for lol! Hope you enjoy it Lavender and Happy Birthday!!

The continuation of After the Well Closes, find out what happens the day after as Inuyasha continues the story for you. Honestly, I could def write more chapters for this series. If you guys want them that is.

Anyway, you can read it on Fanfiction, AO3, Patreon, or read below!!

FORGOT THE PLAYLIST!!! CLICK HERE FOR IT!!!!

Chapter Two

“I love you. You’re mine. I’ll kill any bastard who tries to take you from me.”

― Samantha Young, On Dublin Street

He hated staying in villas. The homes of others or the ones opened up to all. The sounds and smells always kept him up all night. Last night hadn’t been much different; he’d had a fitful sleep and he was lucky for that! The physical (and though he would never admit it; emotional) drain the last two days had been on him? Chasing down Kagome and then making love in the hot springs had been a lot even for a demon.

She was in his hold now and if Kagome hadn’t allowed him to curl around her last night, he wouldn’t have slept for the third night in a row. Her skin and hair blocked out the other smells of the house. Pressing himself tighter to her, he breathed her in greedily. The light herbal smell that was all Kagome now mixed with his scent. How much of that was their naked skin warming each other all night long and how much of that was due to him filling her with his… stuff last night; Inuyasha was sure he would find out later. After they washed and had more sex.

A small thrill ran through him at the thought; making love to Kagome again and again. She was his, there was no doubt now. Like hell, he was ever going to let her go. And if last night was any indication, their lovemaking was going to be something amazing. What he experienced with her… there were no words. Other than all-consuming. Even now it plagued his mind. That might have something to do with her round, soft ass pressing gently against his groin. It was tempting; waking her up with his cock like a selfish bastard. She would be mad but Inuyasha was confident he could have her feeling other emotions quickly.

But there were more important things to take care of first and he had already shared their first time in a public bath. Who knows who had heard and seen them? The thought made a shiver of disgust run down his spine; disgust at himself for his greed and at the possible others for theirs.

Carefully, Inuyasha pressed his lips to Kagome’s shoulder before him, allowing himself to taste her skin for a moment before removing himself from her. Taking his arm and leg off her (draping one over her in a possessive manner) was easy but the arm under her slumbering head? That one proved to be a little tricky especially with her ebony and silk locks clinging to his skin and threatening to yank.

He took his time dressing, looking down at her sleepy face and trailing down her body as he did. Slightly curled into herself (clearly cold from the missing heat he provided) he took a few heartbeats to enjoy her perfect pale skin again before covering her with the blanket they had kicked off at some point in the night.

Since she arrived alone and Kagome was a well-known Miko all over, Inuyasha thought it best she didn’t have a Hanyou in her room when she woke up. The last thing he ever wanted was to ruin her; her reputation, her body, or her soul. But he also couldn’t give her to another. It put him in a tough spot; as if he were between a rock and Tessiga. More than anything, he wanted Kagome as his mate. But the process? It would be painful and he never wanted to hurt Kagome. Ever.

Marriage would be enough. For him and for her. She would be his mate even without the ritual. But it would mean he would have to watch her age and die without him. Without making her his mate, he couldn’t share his long life span with her.

“Thanks for sharing that one, Sesshomaru,” Inuyasha mumbled to the gray morning sky.

As little as he wanted to admit it; his stupid half brother was right. If he wanted to be with a human (even one as strong as Kagome) he would have to perform the Inu no Akuma no kōbi.

This was what he had decided; long before he and Kagome had sex but he still found himself struggling with it. There was no regret in choosing Kagome, just in what he had to do to her. The decision was made but that didn’t mean he was happy about it. Even now, he sat in the tall tree in the center of the courtyard thinking it over. Lost in thought, he missed the sounds of Kagome waking. The sight of her slowly opening the shoji screen barrier between them caused him to jolt slightly; the Miko catching him a little off guard. Even more so when she smiled up at him, warm and bright as always.

It froze him (the ridiculous beauty that she was) walking up to him with her plump lips upturned in a warm manner. Her eyes sparkled from it and he had to swallow a groan when she stood just below him at the foot of the tree. Because their mixed scent on her skin wafted up to his nose and he took a deep whiff. All of it was exacerbated by the pink hew on her cheeks; her flush warming more than her face and making her scent stronger.

“Good morning,” she called up, her pink cheeks turning red for some reason.

It caused him to feel a bit flushed as well. But that was because the color of her cheeks now matched what they had been last night while she bounced on him. His resolve to get her away from prying eyes and ears before making love to her again was slipping every second she looked at him like that.

“Morning.”

Looking away and down at her feet helped him rein in his lust but not his cravings. He wanted her eyes on him. “I worried… for a moment… that you had left me again.”

The thought hadn’t occurred to him even once. At no point had he considered what she might think or feel; waking up alone.

He was on top of her in a blink, gripping her shoulders with an urgency he could only explain as fear. “I would never do that.”

Kagome wasn’t going anywhere so his death grip loosened but didn’t disappear, pressing his fingers into her soft muscles and rolling his thumbs back and forth. She was looking at their feet still but he could smell her skin as it got warmer. It forced him to swallow another groan.

“You kinda did, didn’t you? Twice now…”

“I didn’t go far. I’m just protecting you, Kagome.”

She finally looked up, crystal blues stabbing him right in the heart. “I don’t want to wake up alone. No matter what. I never want to wake up and not find you beside me.”

Kagome wasn’t far from him to begin with so it didn’t take much to bring her all the way into him. His hands now on her spine, Kagome’s head curled under his chin while her small hands pressed into the back of his ribs. With his nose in her hair he rested his cheek on the hot strains, the sun already unforgiving on her dark colored head.

“You’re being so stupid, Inuyasha.”

His eyes (which he had closed to savor the sensations that was Kagome in his arms) popped open and he instinctively tried to pull her back to look at him. But her tight hold on his body prevented much movement. “What?”

She sighed heavily as if annoyed and sad. “You’re being stupid. Caring more about what others think? You’ve kept us apart all because you worried what others would think instead of what I thought. Even now! I thought you didn’t love me, Inuyasha. Do you understand how painful that’s been for me?”

He had caused her pain? No, he had kept her from it, hadn’t he? That was his intention; waiting to make her his until everything was right? So she never suffered the life of half-breed’s wife? That was all he wanted; for Kagome to be happy. How was that causing her pain? Inuyasha didn’t doubt it; he could hear the pain in her voice when she spoke.

Inuyasha was still confused when she pushed him back and looked up, tears just starting to form. “This year; the year I’ve been back here in your time with you? It’s been a waste. I hated it.”

Before he could think about it (tell his body to catch it), his clawed fingers were wiping the fallen tear away as if to erase it from existence. A year. A whole year and he had spent it working hard to make himself worthy of the woman before him. A year he could have spent with her in his arms instead of at arm's length. A part of him always knew Kagome would accept him as he was. She had told him many times that she would. It was because of this that he wanted more than anything to deserve her love.

But now; he could see how he had been stupid.

A year of her short human life was gone. Wasted. Once they were mated, it wouldn’t matter how many years passed. But now, every second mattered as she aged every one of them without him.

With one cheek already in his hold, he grabbed the other and cupped her face in his hands. It wasn’t that she was going anywhere or wasn’t giving him her full attention. Inuyasha just felt like holding her. “Today will be the last day you ever wake up without me beside you.”

It was a promise he could and would keep, bending down to fold her lips in with his. Inuyasha’s intention was to reassure her; to keep giving her pieces of himself that he had never given to anyone else. His gentle and loving side. But it quickly spiraled into his needy side, sucking her lower lip to play with between his teeth. And then she brushed his fang with her tongue. It was like a shot of hot blood straight to his groin. Actually, that’s exactly what it was and Kagome had to know it too with her pressed tightly to him. His eagerness to repeat last night was literally poking her in the belly right now.

All of that was all brought to a screeching halt with his ears picked up on the sound of shuffling feet. In his attempts to be gentle, Inuyasha pushed Kagome away just after they were in sight. Which meant two women (carrying trays of breakfast) caught their lips locked.

The flush Kagome wore wasn’t the same as the one she wore when they made love but it was close. She didn’t push his hands off of her either but that didn’t really surprise Inuyasha. Kagome was shy about public affection but not being with a half-demon like him. He knew her well enough, after all these years, to know that she wasn’t ashamed of him in the slightest.

Released but still close, Inuyasha watched Kagome while she watched the women. Her face pointed mostly to the floor, she looked at them from the corner of her eye while he watched Kagome openly. “Are you ready to go?” Her head and eyes popped up to him, slowly nodding as if not quite sure. “Good. I have something I want to show you… someplace to take you.”

He tugged on her yukata and Kagome blushed again. She had forgotten what she was wearing out here with him. Inuyasha didn’t mind; she could wear yukata’s all day every day for all he cared. The way the fabric clung to her curves and cinched tight to show off her thin waist? He couldn’t help but note the nice round shape of her hips; perfect for baring pups.

One thing at a time, Hanyou.

Inuyasha quickly shook the thoughts out of his head and stood still to watch Kagome’s backside as she hastened back to her room… their room to change and pack. He found himself looming by the door, considering going in to help her undress. Her shadow danced on the door as she moved around and he listened to the hurried and excited breaths that left her. Inuyasha had to take a step back and focus on anything else before he burst into the room (full demon probably) and took Kagome roughly on the fucking floor if he had to.

Back where she found him that morning, Kagome looked around again and then looked confused when she found him back in the tree. They said nothing about it, Kagome not pressing as he collected her and put her on his back.

Ever since Kagome returned, there were many things that hadn’t changed and few things that had. For example; their means of transportation. Kagome never hesitated to get on his back and he never stopped offering to carry her. But since she returned (traveled back through the well just to be with him) something had changed when he had her on his back. This time was no different; her thighs in his hands and her chest against his back? It made his heart race like no one ever had in his entire life. With her heat pressing from his shoulders down to his lower back; he was covered in sweat from the combination of running and Kagome’s warmth. She had to notice but just didn’t seem to mind. Like his sweat didn’t disgust her. Like so many other things that should disgust her but didn’t.

They were nearing the place Inuyasha was taking them and his nerves started to act up. That was the thing about Kagome and Inuyasha. The thing that made him truly realize just how important she was to him. Kagome made him feel things. Fear, sadness, anger, jealousy, care, happiness, friendship, love. When he was with Kagome it was the same as when he was human. Controlling his emotions was difficult.

He never told anyone this because it was just like the nights of a new moon. Kagome was his weakness and it had nothing to do with his mixed blood.

So now (as they neared their destination) he was shaking. If she didn’t like it… well he would just fix it. He would do anything for Kagome. Another thing he would never tell anyone. With Naraku dead, things were safer. That didn’t mean that Kagome didn’t terrify him from time to time. Now was one of those times; slowing to a stop and letting her down.

Kagome was already awestruck. And confused, turning back to him with it clear on her face. “I uh… I built this… for us.” Her face went back to awestruck, swiveling around to face the tall structure (a small and simple hut for two). First, she wandered her way over to the overturned ground; the black dirt smelling sweet to the half-demon. “We can grow food here. And herbs so you can make your medicines.”

She glanced back at him; silent and he was starting to get worried. Leaving him behind, she made for the door and hesitated slightly before opening it. Inuyasha already knew what she would find. A small kitchen to the left with a small chimney like the one at her house in the future; so she could cook indoors. Two small tatami mats and futons that he ‘rearranged’ over a hundred times. Sometimes they were on opposite sides of the room from one another (days he and Kagome had a fight) and other times they were on top of each other (the day they would makeup or she petted him). The distance between the two beds varied from a few inches to a foot depending on his mood and their relationship. It was only luck that they were so close together now since he had tossed one outside the day when Kagome left by herself for work before putting it back hastily and going after her.

Kagome was taking in the place and even with the sun high in the sky, it was dark inside. The irori was silent so he stepped back and speeded away to grab some wood. She was looking around the kitchen when he returned. He had a fire going by the time she faced him; her inspection was complete.

“You built this place?” He nodded silently. “Built it… for us? To live?”

He nodded again and Kagome took her eyes from him. When he smelt the salt of her tears, a hand squeezed his heart. Fear. There it was and it was like bad meat that he wanted to avoid ever eating again but still slipped up from time to time. “If you don’t like it, I can change it. Whatever you want, Kagome.”

She sniffled and swiveled fast, practically glaring at him with her face shimmering from tears. “Change it? Are you mad?? I love it!” Relief. It washed over him like a balm and soothed deep in his bones. “I can’t believe you did this all by yourself?”

“Feh,” he said with a shrug, “most move in with the wife’s family. But… you gave up your family for me so this was the least I could do.”

There was a fire in her cheeks and mischief glowed in her bright blues. And it had nothing to do with the fire. “Wife’s family? Are we married now?”

She smirked at him but he hadn’t misspoken. His embarrassment was seeded in the intimacy of the conversation; a flush blooming on his face. “Keh, you think, after last night, I’d have any other intentions?”

He watched as her smirk dissipated to a blank look. Then as the corners of her lips pulled upwards in a smile. It all felt as though it was in slow motion; the difference in speed between a human’s reaction time and his demon brain. “Guess it’s a good thing I brought all my stuff with me then, huh?”

At that, she set her bag down and his heart actually trembled. They were really doing this; Kagome was going to live with him. There was nothing in this world he wanted more than to have a long and happy life with her. Which meant there was still one very important thing they had to do.

“Kagome…” she was busy placing her things around but stopped to look Inuyasha in the eyes when he spoke, “there are things that… we need to discuss.”

When he sat down next to the fire, she joined him without another word needed. They were now waiting; both of them. Kagome was waiting for Inuyasha to spill the beans and Inuyasha was waiting for the words to come to him. He had spent the better part of the year thinking over how to say this to her. How to ask or tell Kagome to be his mate. And explain what it would entail. He had thought it would be… easier to talk about after they had sex. But it was almost the opposite; desire flooding his loins at the thought of being naked with Kagome again.

This was important, dammit. You have to get it right so stop thinking with your dick!

Drawing in another breath (at the point of dizzy with all the ones he had already taken) he decided to just spit it out. “Will you mate with me?”

Kagome looked a little lost, her head tilting to the side to look at him with curiosity. “I thought we did that last night?”

“No,” he stuttered, pushing through his hard flush, “that wasn’t it. It’s… different.”

He couldn’t look at her, staring at his hands in his lap instead. When her soft and dainty hand traveled into his sightline. She took his hand in hers; never threatened or worried about his sharp claws. “As far as I’m concerned, we’re mates already. I’m not going anywhere. I love you and you love me. What else is there to be mated?”

It had never occurred to him but Kagome might not want an extended life span. He really wished he had thought of it sooner so he was ready for a retort. “I’m a demon so I will live longer than you.”

She pulled away at that and dropped her gaze. “I see. I don’t mind giving you my life, Inuyasha. There’s no one else I want besides you. And I understand if, once I’m gone, you love another…”

“That’s not it…” now he grabbed her hand instead, pulling her closer to him, “if we mate, it’s for life. My life. You and I would live the same length of time. Together.” Her brows pinched together and when she didn’t give him a ‘yes’ he started to get nervous. “Please… Kagome I will never ask you for anything else as long as we live. Just… live with me. I know… I know I’m being selfish. And I’m sorry… no, no I’m not sorry. I’ve lost everyone I’ve ever cared about. Over and over again. I won’t apologize for wanting to keep you by my side forever. You promised to stay by my side, dammit…”

Kagome was in his lap, cutting off (what promised to be) a long rant. “Hey, calm down!” He did instantly because it was Kagome. “I’ve never considered it. I was happy with the idea of being with you for my life, not yours. I guess that was pretty selfish of me.”

He wrapped his arms around her and buried his face into her chest. The feeling of her heart, tapping against his forehead; it was a feeling he never wanted to miss and he was sure of that. “Please Kagome…”

“Okay.”

Ripping upward, he was about to question it but decided against it. Inuyasha really didn’t want her to change her mind. So instead, he crushed her to him. His mouth was ravenous on hers; in part, to being so damn grateful she would be his forever but also because she was in his fucking lap.

With her hands in his hair (tugging a little rough with her want) he vaguely wondered (if she said no) if he had it in him to force the mate on her? It’s not as if she knew how to mate. To her, it would have seemed like the hard fuck of a dog demon. But that was if he forced it; she wanted it so he was going to be gentle.

Then again; Kagome ran her tongue along his lips and got up just enough to spread her legs around him. With her legs wide, her scent filled his senses. It was now or… much later after several rounds of straight-up lust taken out on her body. Inuyasha also had to be considerate though. Because Kagome was still a Miko. Mating was a marriage for a demon and although not enough for her to satisfy expectations, it was better than nothing. They would have a human marriage soon but the clock on Kagome’s life was ticking so loud now; he could barely hear himself think!

Carefully, he pushed Kagome back until their lips popped apart. “I need to explain how the mating works first,” he said, pausing to thread a curl behind her ear, “you need to understand so you’re not scared. It can get messy.”

“Yeah, you said that before. When have I ever been scared, Inuyasha?”

With that, he picked her up and plopped her back on the floor, sitting her in front of him. “This is different! I’m not even sure what will happen; if my demon will take over and go nuts,” her breath and heartbeat spiked with his words but he ignored it for now, “but I know it will be painful for you and I don’t want to cause you any pain…”

Kagome rose to cup his face and effectively cut him off again. “I’m not afraid. And you shouldn’t be either. We’re doing this together.”

Inuyasha took a moment to lean into her touch and take a deep, calming breath of her scent. “Okay. You trust me?” She nodded with a soft smile; just as he knew she would. “Then… strip. And submit to me.”

The confusion on her lovely face quickly turned to embarrassment, a bright red coloring on her cheeks as she began loosening her robes. He watched her in a trance until her skin peeking through the cracks she made woke him up. Catching up quickly, Inuyasha removed his clothes as well, until he was sitting with his legs under him, his hands resting on his knees.

He was exposed; completely naked for the woman he loved. Although ashamed, he soon found himself looking at a naked Kagome once again. She copied him, her legs under her luscious ass and her hands on the tops of her thighs; curly black hairs sticking up between them from her mound. It only took a few moments of watching her breasts rise and fall with her anxious breaths to get him aroused and ready for the task of mating. Worry and fear still buzzed at the back of his head and deep in his heart, but it was hard to think about that too much with his need to claim her screaming in his head.

Inuyasha was a demonic cliche and he really didn’t give a fuck.

“Submit, Kagome.”

She didn’t move, looking him over as he had her. Then she stared into his eyes as if she could find what she was looking through them. His anticipation was growing and it was evident in his breathing. It was when a lopsided grin flipped up on Kagome’s face that his heart skipped; watching as she turned from him and gave him her back. Soon, he was drooling. Because Kagome was on all four, offering up her hindquarters to him.

“Cheeky Wench.”

Her response was to giggle and he crawled over to her. His demon was raging inside him to take her but he wanted to be gentle. As much as he could, he wanted to make Kagome enjoy this. It was only their second time together and now more than ever he was glad they at least had sex once before trying to mate.

There is no try, only do.

Now his inner voice was starting to sound like Kagome; a line she said so many times now (laughing for some odd reason) that it was ingrained in his subconscious. But it was right; he didn’t want this mating to fail, he wanted to succeed. In case it didn’t, he needed to make sure Kagome was willing to try again instead of scared stiff.

He dug between her thighs tenderly and pushed her legs apart a little. Then he pressed a finger to the swollen flesh just above her entrance. The whimper she released and the heated scent of her skin told him he was on the right track. Rolling his finger around got him warmer. When he found the hard, small nub inside her skin and she moaned loudly, he knew he was dead on.

Kagome was wiggling her hips without shame and he watched her without shame as well. She wiggled so much, his digits slipped and found her wet, pink entrance instead. Kagome sucked in a harsh breath and held it. So he let his finger sink deeper inside her, getting a lovely moan as a reward. A hand on her hip to keep her still on his clawed finger, he slipped another digit inside and slowly pumped them. He didn’t dare coil or wiggle, afraid he would nick her delicate insides. But Kagome didn’t seem to mind, trying to rock back and take more of his touch inside.

He was straining, feeling like he might pop if he didn’t get some relief soon. With Kagome dripping around his fingers, he couldn’t even focus on something else to try and calm down.

Inuyasha took his hand from Kagome, placing it on himself instead to guide his way in. It was tempting; to just make love to her instead of doing the mating ritual. But he needed it; needed her in his life. The seconds were precious to him so he put his tip in her entrance and leaned over her.

He took in her appearance, her hands in tight fists pushing her up off the floor as she panted her hot breaths into the smooth rocks he placed around the fire pit. Her hair was in the way, taking a moment to be tender as he brushed it up and over her shoulder. Then (to a T for the Inu no Akuma no kōbi) he used his nose on her neck to push her down further. When he could get his hands on the ground next to her hands… he dug his fangs into the back of her neck.

The tang of her blood filled his mouth and coated his tongue while her pain-filled gasp and whine burned his ears. He had her pushed all the way down, her face and shoulders now pressed into the floor. It was now that he could enter her, slowly pressing his hips upwards until he filled her completely. He quickly got lost in her what; unsure where he ended and she began. Inuyasha reveled in the feeling of oneness for a few moments while he could stand it.

Kagome had her eyes closed; to the pain or the pleasure, he wasn’t sure but he hoped the latter as he pulled himself in and out of her. Her walls sucked hard at his shaft and he was quickly losing himself to the sensation. He couldn’t forget himself completely; keeping her pressed to the floor with his fangs in her skin. Or lose his concern for his mate, making sure she was still breathing freely before picking up his pace. Inuyasha was careful, making sure his cock pulled in and out fluidly while his hips only gently tapped Kagome’s ass. He didn’t want to jar her and rip her skin more with his fangs.

She was softly moaning under him but it wasn’t the same as last night when she was crying with wild abandon. They both had to ‘release’ from this; she had to fully submit to him and he had to give her all he had. If she didn’t orgasm and if he didn’t give her his… stuff, then the mating wouldn’t be complete.

Balancing himself, he took one hand from the floor and found the skin between her legs. The skin that she liked so much when he touched it. Soon, he was rubbing and she was panting, whimpering. More than anything, he wanted to comfort her. Encourage her. But he couldn’t remove his fangs from her or let her rise from the floor until they were done and he didn’t want to risk speaking through her skin.

Kagome was twitching; her insides and her hips as he rubbed her. With his fingers and with his cock. Warmth flooded him from her, a wash of hot liquid that coated him from his tip to his balls. It had him closing his eyes too, giving in to the sensation that was mating with Kagome.

Her breath hitched; that was his only warning as her insides clenched around him. It had been hard to pull from her before but now it was as if the vortex that once plagued Miroku’s hand was now inside Kagome, sucking him back in again and again. It caused a growl to rumble in his chest as she started to cry out. This was it; the end of the mating. They had made it. And as Kagome called out (his name on her lips) he stopped and let her body milk him the rest of the way to his end. He couldn’t stop the heavy groan that he released against her neck. As the last of him spilled out into her, he carefully pulled his fangs from her flesh. Another moan released from her that hinted at pain.

Once he was sure they were both done, he moved quickly. Fangs removed, his cock was next. Then he scooped her up from the floor to cradle her in his arms tightly. “That’s it, Kagome. You did good.”

She purred against his neck, limp in his hold. “So did you.”

Tension (he hadn’t realized he’d been holding) released at her words and the feeling of her smile against his skin. With the tingling under his skin; feeling her breaths and heartbeat instead of just hearing them, Inuyasha was sure they had (in fact) been successful. Even with her words of encouragement and the pleasure he had felt from the all-consuming ecstasy that was making love to Kagome, he was glad they didn’t have to do that again.

“I’m sorry.” He said finally, wrapping a hand around the top of her spine where his teeth had broken her skin. “This is what I meant about it being messy. And painful.”

Kagome just shook her head against his chest; hairs wet with sweat tickling as they brushed his skin. “I think you’re giving yourself too much credit. Or not enough. I… I really… enjoyed it.”

Her heart raced and he felt it. It made his heart race in return. “I’m not going to be rough with you ever again, Mate.”

There was a wicked look on her face when she lopped her head back to look up at him. “Oh yeah? I think I’ll make you eat those words someday.”

He huffed. “Keh, yeah right. Someday.”

There was a challenge in her eyes that he knew was going to come back and bite him someday. Someday. They had a lot of those together now.

“Do your worst, Mate. I’ll be right here to take it just as you will be here to give it.”

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Lost At Sea: A List of WIP’s I am finally letting go of [ Part 4 ]

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let me (under your skin) by godsensei

Summary: Hinata unknowingly moves into the apartment directly beside Oikawa and Iwaizumi's. Oikawa is delighted.

Last Update: 2016

Fandom & Main Pairing: Haikyuu!! ; Hizuwa

Personal Notes: IT WAS SUCH A PROMISING START, I’M SO MAD. I...could probably hold onto it for another year or two but you know, this whole process is about letting go right? Still sad :<

Ten by Azkaabanter

Summary: Oliver's in Central City on Mayoral business, and to take a break from being the Green Arrow in Starling City for one month. Just one.His temporary office is in the crime lab of the CCPD, because what place in Central could be safer than the police station? And what room could be better than one he gets to share with the shy, nerdy, clumsy CSI?But Barry Allen isn't at all what he seems.Oliver can see if you're dangerous, it's a gift; a power.

A toddler... a one.

A cop... a five.

A hitman... a seven.

Barry Allen... a ten.

Last Update: 2018

Fandom & Main Pairing: The Flash/Arrow ; Flarrow

Personal Notes: I’d have kept this one if not for the fact that the 4th chapter isn’t actually a chapter but an update promising to finish the story and then it’s been another 2 years, lol.

Glow Worms by gurglesnaps

Summary: I knew this wasn't a good idea. None of Stiles' ideas ever were.

Last Update: 2016

Fandom & Main Pairing: Teen Wolf ; Sterek

Personal Notes: It is rare for me to so much as look at a fic written in first person, usually after the first paragraph I’ve noped out of it, it’s just not a tense I enjoy. But this fic not only caught my attention but I held onto it so that should tell you something. It’s only 3 chapters which is a disappointment.

Open Book by AggressiveWhenStartled

Summary: “If you jump out of this plane without a parachute one more time, I don’t know what I'm gonna do, but you will not like it.” Bucky yanked, hard, on one of the straps holding the parachute on—Steve gave a soft grunt of complaint. Bucky shot him a look and jerked it harder.

This work has been discontinued and has been completely rewritten as Closed Book. This is not a sequel, prequel, or otherwise related. Read Closed Book with the confidence it will conclude, but this is an older version of it and will not.

Last Update: 2017

Fandom & Main Pairing: The Avengers ; Stucky

Personal Notes: Pretty self explanatory on this one I think, lol. I haven’t read Closed Book yet but I loved what there was of open book so it’s def on my list to tackle next!

Hard to Breathe by sourwulfur

Summary: What with the Nemeton making things difficult for Stiles and the gang, a school project shoves Danny and Stiles into spending time together. That little push may be all it takes to start forming a bond as more than just classmates. Maybe Danny could be the one to help Stiles find a light in the dark where his friends are already succeeding.

Last Update: 2014

Fandom & Main Pairing: Teen Wolf ; Stanny? Diles? It’s such a rare pair I honestly don’t know.

Personal Notes: I think this might be the one and only fic I have ever read that was Danny x Stiles in my many many many many many many MANY years of reading teen wolf fanfic. It was decent, I liked where it was going, I just wish we’d gotten to the end. There’s like, 9 chapters but a lot is left up in the air so if you need closure, don’t even start this one.

Junkyard Dogs by TrashPanda

Summary: Orphaned at a young age, Derek is sold into the slave market. His dynamic as an alpha, and a werewolf, make him a desirable slave to have working in Peter's alpha brothel, The Junkyard.Stiles is a 21 year old virgin omega who's tired of going through heats alone. Dating isn't a realistic prospect, so he seeks out The Junkyard, hoping to maybe find an alpha to help him through his rapidly approaching heat.Then he meets Derek, one of the Junkyard Dogs, who's also about to go into rut. And nothing could stop the pull they feel towards one another.

Last Update: 2018

Fandom & Main Pairing: Teen Wolf ; Sterek

Personal Notes: This one actually hasn’t been left for very long I’m just no longer interested in the story it has to tell

Some Kind Of Madness by cutestpixieyoueversaw

Summary: ****WARNING: Story is currently being rewritten and organized until June/July 2018. Deletions and additions will happen in the meantime***Stiles apparently has a type. You know unfairly attractive for this worldly plane while having perhaps some of the best wit around? The kind of wit that could be spoken with only facial expressions. Bonus if they gave Einstein a run for his money. Oh he forgot to add Alpha because it was now a thing, perhaps even a kink if he was going to be really honest with himself.Or the one where Stiles realizes that his life should be a MTV show because the drama he has is worthy of cable television.Or the one where Stiles meets another pack and gets to understand that Bella and Sookie really had the worst luck ever and he is not them but really it's reading like he is. P.S. Tinkerbell is a bitch.

Last Update: 2014

Fandom & Main Pairing: Teen Wolf ; Sterek

Personal Notes: I feel like I remember liking this but it’s been so long and while it claims it’s being re-written, I’ve kinda just lost interest. Hopefully the revamped version is even better than the original and I def encourage y’all to give it a chance.

By All Four by Sunshineditty

Summary: Sentinel Jim Ellison and his guide Blair Sandburg are on the trail of a serial killer who murders young latent and online sentinels in the Pacific Northwest. Derek Hale - an unbonded guide - is trying to live through the pity of friends and family when his sentinel ex-girlfriend and the guide she left him for return to Beacon Hills. None of them will predict the series of events and the feral sentinel who will change the course of their lives forever.

Last Update: 2016

Fandom & Main Pairing: Teen Wolf ; Sterek

Personal Notes: I don’t know enough about Sentinel to really judge the fic, but I do remember it made me want to actually hunt down the original show to watch because it seemed interesting.

No Longer Human by battlegod (Battle_god_Ye_Xiu)

Summary: He now understood why moths would flit towards a flame, pining for its warmth even as they caught fire. It was the irresistible attraction of light when one was surrounded by darkness. Reaching for the lone spark that shone at night, was that not the instinct of all living things?

Last Update: 2019

Fandom & Main Pairing: The King’s Avatar ; Huáng Shàotiān xYù Wénzhōu

Personal Notes: I’ve watched this drama like, 20 times but I’ve lost interest in fics pretty much. Mostly because it’s understandably hard to find anything in english, lol. We can’t all be Untamed.

Swapped by writeonclara

Summary: if u wanted my number u couldve just asked

u didnt have to steal my whole phone ;)

Steve stared down at his phone, confused. He didn't recognize the number – except, oh wait, he really did. That was his number. On his phone.He flipped the phone over, then slid one hand down his face.

Not his phone.

“Fuck,” he muttered.

Last Update: 2018

Fandom & Main Pairing: Captain America ; Stucky

Personal Notes: It’s a cute start but not interesting enough for me to hold onto. Stucky is one of those....tangential pairings that is more I know a lot of people who ship it and the stories tend to be interesting so I’ll read it when I happen across something that catches my eye but I don’t like...go hunting for it.

two drums in the grey by brandywine421

Summary: “Standard disclaimer – you are not on the first or second string of our emergency call trees,” Cisco said.

“So why are you here?” Barry yawned.

“We’ve got a new speedster. Wally West,” Caitlin said, preemptively wincing.

Last Update: 2018

Fandom & Main Pairing: The Flash/Green Arrow ; Flarrow

Personal Notes: This is actually the second in a series, the first story is complete and I honestly don’t remember much about it but it must have been good if I subscribed to the sequel. So take that as you will, lol.

#Lost At Sea #Haikyuu!!#Hinata Shouyou x Iwaizumi Hajime x Oikawa Tooru #Hizuwa #The Flash #Green Arrow #flarrow #Captain America (MCU)#Steve Rogers x Bucky Barns #Stucky #Barry Allen x Oliver Queen #Teen Wolf #Derek Hale x Stiles Stilinski #Sterek #The King's Avatar #Olivarry

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thxvvxtchx-x · 5 years ago

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Hey Loves!

Yesterday on my IG I posted about a super simple little self love spell bottle that can be kept with you to increase your self love whenever you need a little boost. This blog post is an expanded version of that where I explain why those ingredients were chosen and add in any extra that that damn IG character limit caused me to have to leave out. Although this is still just as simple, hopefully, it will give you a deeper understanding of why I love this tiny spell SO SO much! So what you will need for this nifty little love spell is; Tiny glass bottle with a cork stopper. (These can be purchased on Amazon or at The Words - unsure if they have these in the UK but if not, amazon DEF has them!) A pink candle - try to find one that is coloured all the way through as this will help at the end of the spell. Rose Quartz - It doesn't matter how big, as long as it's a piece that you feel connected too, it will work perfectly. Rose petals - I was running out of these at the time, so I have also pictured Rose Hips as these also draw in Love. Lavender - I always like to add lavender to a self-love spell as it helps to keep you calm. If like me, self-love is something that is SUPER super hard, thinking about self-love can be challenging, so, adding lavender will help to ease you into this process and keep you relaxed throughout. Jasmine Flower - This is another lovely herb for bringing love. It also smells really nice... A piece of paper and a pen - If possible, either OR both of these can be pink. (If you are UK based, I recommend checking out Starchild Glastonbury for the herbs.) Now you have all of your ingredients gathered when you feel ready, cast your circle. This isn't everyone's jam, however, this is how I learnt but if this isn't something you do, don't feel like you have to do it. Then, light your candle and take a few cleansing breathes. Breathe in and with a big sigh, breathe out. Do this 3 times. Take your Rose quartz and sit with it for a few minutes thinking about things that you do to show yourself self-love. Even if it's just the tiniest of things. Making yourself your favourite food/ drink, having a nice long bath, reading your favourite book, doing your make up or spending some time doing something that makes you feel happiness and love in your core. THIS IS REALLY IMPORTANT. MAKE SURE TO BRING THOUGHT THOUGHTS AND FEELING OF BEING FILLED WITH LOVE TO THE FRONT OF YOUR MIND. Next, on your paper, write a small self-love affirmation, make sure this is small enough that you can roll the paper up and it will fit in the bottle. (Think pirate style. - You can tear the paper smaller if needed.) Put the affirmation into the bottle. I wrote, "Loving myself is = to loving others". Add the 3 herbs to a pestle and mortar and crush as finely as possible. Again, keep that self lovin' intention in the forefront of your mind. You want this baby filled with that wholesome self-love energy. Carefully spoon the herbs into the bottle. Here you can also add a drop of Rose oil or water, depending on if you have any available to you. The final step is sealing the bottle. Carefully take the candle and over a surface, you don't mind getting wax on, drip the pink candle wax over the sealed cork top. Do this enough that it's covered all the way around and as evenly as possible. While the wax sets, take this time to meditate/ think a little more about your personal self-love rituals and the feeling of self-love. When it's set, take the bottle and hold it to your heart, taking three deep cleansing breaths. Close your circle when you feel ready and called to and there you have it! A self-love spell that is simple, portable and effective!

Ro x

#love spell #magick #witch #pagan #spell jar #love #self love #green witch #hedge witch

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futurewriter2000 · 7 years ago

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Combatants ~ Part 1

A/N: Hiya.. Sorry for not posting anything but I am just really busy with school and all that shit. Anyway, I will start writing ships and request as soon as possible and I’m sorry it took me this long. Also this is just something I found in my drafts and I just thought I should post it even though I feel a bit insecure about it but I really hope you like it.

Pairing: Sirius Black x reader

Warning: angst, a lot of bickering, mentions of domestic violence

*Combatant - def. a fighter*

Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8

"You pile of shit! What the hell do you think you are doing huh?!!!" you yelled at him, took out your wand and pointed it to his throat.

"(Y/n)!"

"Shut up Severus!" you roared at him. You pushed your wand even harder to his throat, backing him against the tree. "Do you think this is fun?! You think it's fun being bullied by arseholes like you!! Well it's fucking not!! He was reading a book you morons!! Some people love to do that if you haven't noticed it by now! Just because you are from a strong pureblood family does not mean you have privileges!! But what's a family to you if you got disowned!"

Your eyes were flooded with anger and fire. How can they not be. Severus is your friend. Even though a lot of people don't notice it, he is a kind person. He helped you through your struggles with potions, transfiguration, history of magic and divination. You were just a clueless muggleborn and he was the only person who offered to help. The worst part was, that even though you were never great at school, you got put in Ravenclaw. It was pure torture for you. You hated to be the only Ravenclaw with bad grades. So you stayed quiet, you stayed in the shadows. Untill now.

"Expelliarmus!" yelled James and your wand flew out of your hands. He pointed his wand at you, an evil smirk forming on his lips and without even thinking you grabbed his wand and punched him right in the nose. He fell backwards, hitting the ground and grabbing his bloody nose.

Sirius, who was standing in front of you, angry and upset by the words you said to him, stepped closer to you. You shot him a warning glare, stood your ground and was not about to stand back. "And who in the bloody hell do you think you are, interfering in my problems! This is between us and Snape! And you have no clue what I had to go through with my family! You have no idea!" he yelled back at you.

Merlin you felt your blood boil. You dug your nails deeper in your palm, barely holding yourself back. "I'm interferring because I am sick of standing by and watch you bully Severus! You tried to kill him when we were 16! Sixteen!! And I do have a clue! If you forgot you have a brother. A brother who is kind and good. A brother who YOU left behind! And he may be a bit lost right now but he is five times more of a person that you will ever be!!! You pity yourself with your problems about your family. Oh man I am a victim of domestic violence. Bu - hoo! Well there are people who's been through worse, who have SEEN worse! " you shouted, taking the last bit of air out of your lungs.

"(Y/n), don't!" you heard Severus from behind.

"No! " you turned to Severus. You pointed your finger at Sirius and your eyes on Snape. " He pretends he has the worst life in the world! What's so bad about it?! The Potters who have kindly accepted you to their family, the pureblood status and all that comes with it or maybe the good grades you get without even studying. "

Sirius felt his rage slowly disappear.

You took off your robes and lifted your shirt. "That!" you showed him three white wounds streching from your stomach to almost your neck. " That is what true pain feels like! That is what you get from dropping the plates at age 13! " you yelled and pulled down your shirt again.

Sirius stood quiet and you knew excatly why.

"Do not pity me Black. Don't you dare pity me. " you stepped even closer, your rage slowly disappearing. "You try and touch him one more time, I swear it won't be just James' nose that will be broken. " you threatned, turned your heel and walked towards Snape.

Grabbing his arm, you pulled him up and started dragging him behind you. "Why did you do that!? I don't need to be saved by a stupid mudblood Ravenclaw!" he spat out.

You turned around, letting go of his arm and sending him a warning glare. " Severus Snape! Do not tempt me right now!"

He quickly stood down."You're right. I'm sorry but it's just that I'm in Slytherin and-"

"And I am a stupid Ravenclaw. Guess Sorting Hat is a bitch!" you stopped and started waving with your hands. You felt tears on your cheeks, not even knowing why or how, but they were there. All of a sudden you looked at Severus, your head heavy and your heart slowing its beat. "God Sevi. I was sorted into the smart house and I am no near of being smart. How on earth can an idiot like me be in Ravenclaw?" you dropped yourself on the ground and let out a deep sigh.

"You are not an idiot, (y/n). Being in Ravenclaw doesn't only mean being smart. You are intelligent and wise. You love to learn new things, you love solving puzzles and no way you would copy homework from anyone. You are original and creative and you know excatly what to do in the most catastrophic times and you..well you are just amazing. It doesn't matter if you are in Ravenclaw. " he sat next to you, putting his hand on your knee.

You layed on the grass. It was cold and wet, but you didn't care. Right now you didn't care about anything. You just looked at the sky, grey and stormy clouds slowly approaching the Hogwarts castle while your mind processed the happening. "I just punched James Potter in the face." you chuckled as you realized what just happened.

"See. Who needs a wand when you are a fist-fighting muggleborn. How creative is that!" he laid down next to you and looked at the cluds.

After the moment of silenece he turned his head to you "How did it feel though?" he asked curiously.

"Punching Potter? It felt really good. You should try it." you laughed as you remembered the strong feeling, that washed over you right after punching that obnoxious and arrogant arse in the face.

"You are my favorite person in this school. You know that right?" he said, putting his arms under his head.

"I thought Lily was your favorite person in this school?"

"I do admit I love her. But you are definetly my most trusted friend."

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The next day you sat down at your table with a few of your friends. As you sat down, they eyed you, got up and left. You looked confused, not knowing what the hell just happened. Turning your head around, you saw your fellow clasmates staring at you angrly. They gave you an uncomfortable feeling in your stomach, almost as if you were embarrased or guilty of something. But it wasn't just the Ravenclaws with their prying eyes. Students from the other houses had their eyes on you as well. Feeling like you have just been convicted of something, you grabbed your books and walked out of the Great Hall.

Arriving to the door, you knocked three times and the eagle spoke. "I’m tall when I’m young and I’m short when I’m old. What am I?"

"Well shit." you mumbled under your breath. "Tall, young....short, old." you continued to mumble. "Damn these riddles!" you yelled as you had no clue of what it was supposed to be.

"I know right. Hard to answer something you don't know." said the boy, standing next to you.

'Where did he come from?' you asked yourself, staring at the boy with navy blue hair.

You kept quiet as you don't remember seeing him before. "They say I should avoid you." he glanced at you but immediately turned his gaze back on the eagle. "That I should let you struggle with this riddle." he continued, making you feel a bit offended. "I don't know you though. I just transfered here in the middle of the year." he continued to talk. "I heard you protected a snake."

"He is not a snake! He is my friend!" you snapped at him. Clearly your bad temper can't stay hidden anymore. Six years of pushing feelings down has its consequences.

"Okay. Calm down. I guess I would protect my cat too if someone would try to hurt her." he said calmly. You chuckled to his response. The fact he thought you were protecting your pet made you feel a bit better. Maybe you weren't the only slow-witted Ravenclaw. He looked at you confused and furrowed his eyebrows. "What?"

"He is not my pet. I was protecting a friend. Severus Snape. He is a Slytherin and a lot of people don't like Slytherins, especially the Gryffindors." you explained and looked at the eagle. "So do you know the answer or not?"

"No clue. I don't know how will I do this on my own." he said turning his green eyes back to you and scratching the back of his neck.

"The answer is a candle." you said proudly and the door swung open.

"You knew the answer all along, didn't you? " he grinned at you.

"I wish I had. I need a long time to think. Kind of not the perfect Ravenclaw."

"Well at least you knew the answer." he replied as you both entered the common room.

When you entered the room, it suddenly became quiet. You heard the whispers and felt their stares, but you decided to completly ignore it. "Hey (y/n)! Where is your boyfriend S-S-S-Snape." hissed one of Ravenclaws.

"That's none of your business Bruto." you retorded and turned to get a book from one of the shelves.

"Oi, Jack. Come to join us? We are going by the lake." asked Bruto.

"No. I'm fine. I'll just stay here." replied the boy, whose name was appereantly Jack. He sat next to you and opened his book.

"You don't have to stay here. You can go and hang out with them. " you said, not removing your eyes from the book.

"I want to hang out with you, not them." he replied not removing his eyes from the book either.

"Well I am not really popular around here." you said, looking up and closing your book.

" That's good. Because I don't want to be popular." he said, his eyes still on the book.

You looked at him, your book still in your lap and wondered. Why would he want to hang out with you? I mean everybody hates you now that you punched a Prefect in Gryffindor. Hanging out with you, who doesn't have the perfect grades, barely passes her exams and hangs out with most Slytherins? Why? There has to be some agenda to this. Right?

As you watched his eyes moving left and right, scanning the pages of the book, you noticed something. One of his eyes was greener. You looked closely, narrowing your eyes. The right eye was green and the other was hazel. "I can't concentrate if you are staring at me." he said, finally lifting up his gaze. You noticed you stared at him for too long, his dark navy curls falling all over his glasses, blocking his eyes. "Look. The reason I want to hang out with you is because you are not like them. They are all the same. You are different." he smimply stated the facts.

"It's not that. Your eyes..."

"Oh... It's normal. I have heterocromia. Its a difference in coloration of the iris. I inherited it from my grandfather. He had one blue and the other was green."

“Oh.” was all that you said before you opened your book. He closed his and sat into the criss-cross position. "So what is the story anyway?"

" I punched an arrogant ass in the nose because he was bullying my friend Severus because he always loved to pick on him and now everybody hates me because I punched a popular and hot Gryffindor and threatened his slag of a best friend." you closed your book with a big thursh.

"You punched him?" he asked surprised.

"He disarmed me. I don't need a wand to protect myself." you scoffed and leaned back on the couch, watching him proccess what you just told him.

His expression went from surprised, to impressed and into curious. A huge grinn appeared on his face and than it disappeared again. He looked at you confused and asked. "So wait, is he your boyfriend?"

"Who? Severus? No. He has this giant crush on this Gryffindor girl Lily, who is also the crush of the guy I punched."

" That's really complicated." he said leaning back on the couch.

” Yeah well if you are staying here, might as well catch up.” you smiled.

He smiled back and pushed up his glasses. "I'm Jack by the way."

"(Y/n)."

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And that is how you got your first friend in Ravenclaw who was actually worth being friends with. Others just used you for their own benefit and you knew it, but you were desperate at the time. But not anymore. Talking with Jack almost for the whole day left you feeling warm. Not because you held any kind of feelings towards him, but because finally you finally don't feel lonely

---.

"Ah! Miss (y/l/n) . Will you come with me, please." said proffesor Flitwick, interrupting your chat with Jack.

You walked with Flitwick all over to the Gryffindor house, to McGonngal's office. You entered only to see 4 Gryffindors, a Slytherin and proffesor McGonngal sitting down in silence.

"Great." you sighed out.

"Miss (y/l/n), please care to sit down." said proffesor McGonngal.

You looked around the room, only to find the only seat empty was beside Sirius. "I'm fine standing up."

"Sit down next to mr. Black , miss (y/l/n)." she said impatiently, pointing to the empty seat next to him.

"No disrespect proffesor, but I'd rather sit next to a dementor than to this ..." you paused for a bit. "Guy." you spit out coldly.

"What's your problem?!" snapped Sirius, standing up and pushing away his chair.

"What?!" you yelled back at him.

"Since when do you hate me that much you can't even say my name!"

"Did you really ask me that!? Since the day you picked on my friend for no appereant reason!"

"Silence!" yelled proffesor McGonngal.

"You ratted us out!" yelled Sirius pointing his finger to you.

"I ratted you out?!" you grabbed his finger and twirled it around. "You are the ones who ratted me out!! You wanted to get back because I punched poor little Potter in his fat nose!"

"Hey! My nose is not fat!" yelled Potter from his seat.

"I said silence!" repeated proffesor McGonngal.

"Why on earth would I ratt you out if it meant ratting myself out that doesn't make any sense!"

"And here you are accusing me of the same thing!"

"Can you like shut up for at least a second and let me think!" he yelled frustrated. He turned around, running his hand through his hair multiple times before turning back around.

Before he could start yellng again, you started first. "No I will not shut up, because here you are accusing me for no reason and there you are bullying Severus for no reason! You are a poor excuse for a Hogwarts student and a wizard!"

"Says the one who couldn't spell Transfiguration in the first year! No wonder you have no friends! You are stupid as a toerag. You don't even belong here! You belong in that filthy muggle world!"

"Mr.Black!" shouted proffesor McGonngal, getting up from her chair.

"No! You pretend like you are the poorest wizard in the world but you are not! You talk about me pitying myself-!"

"Because you do! Everybody knows who you are and everybody knows how your home is like but I never heard Regulus complain and do you think I complain-"

"Don't cut me off while I'm talking! And Regulus always was the favorite so don't you dare say stuff like that, which you have no clue about! "

You two were very close by now, your eyes both filled with rage and hate. Suddenly McGonngal walked over and seperated the two of you." That is enough!"

"No! Nobody wants you here! Nobody! Nobody cares if you stay here or if you drop dead! " he yelled and suddenly shut up after he heard what had he just said.

"Mr.Black! I said enough!" repeated McGonngal what felt like the hundredth time.

"Oh my god. (Y/n)" he looked at you, trying to find the right words for an appology.

You stood quiet and looked at him. You felt like someone squezzed your heart and your lungs and they can't function anymore. "You think I belong to the filthy muggle world huh?!" you yelled at him and started loosing your tie. " You wouldn't last three days without magic there. Except for me who has been struggling everyday to pass every test." you threw your tie on the ground and took out your wand. "You want me to drop dead. Fine!" you snapped your wand making everybody in the room gasp. You looked at his grey eyes, filled with guilt. Feeling your tears pushing their way into the surface, you turned your heel and walked out of the room.

"Miss (y/l/n)!" yelled proffesor McGonngal, running after you, but quickly losing the sight of you.

---

After you knocked on his door you heard some muttering and loud steps approaching the door. The dog continued to bark and you heard a lot of stuff falling on the ground. “Stop it Fangs!” he yelled before opening the door. "Miss (y/l/n)?"

#sirius #sirius black #sirius black x reader #sirius black imagine #sirius x reader #james potter x reader #james potter #james potter imagine #severus snape #ravenclaw imagine #harry potter imagine #the marauders #marauders imagine #marauders #marauders era

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thisnerdsadventures · 7 years ago

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skills/things you should work on before or during college

i’ve decided to bring back the #advice

so in my past couple years, i’ve noticed a few places where people fall short on skills they were expected to have, myself included. note that this is a list of these skills, but there are tons tons of masterposts out there on how to work on each one. I’ll also try to link them, but i’ll def miss a few. here’s a few of such skills:

how to do a presentation

slides tips

preparation tips

tips for during your presentation

personal comments:

as fast as you can, learn how to not read off slides - i feel like i’ve been told this several hundred times in the past by teachers, and honestly it will make your presentation be a lot more engaging!

people have different ways of presenting. Some people like to present without any notes. Some like the speaker notes on powerpoint. Some like flashcards. Some like printed notes that they actually never even look at because they rehearsed ten times before the actual presentation, but prefer to have on them as a safety net and something for my hands to hold onto so they don’t fidget around (me). You need to figure out which one works best for you!

how to write

when you forgot about an essay until ten hours before (but still in general)

how to approach an essay

writing the essay (simple outline that seems pretty good)

personal comments:

things I didn’t find: how to research. This is also very important because learning how to accumulate knowledge is an important skill to know. Learn how to use your local library. Learn how to use the search database system. Learn how to read papers (academic papers). Learn how to make citations.

When you have like twenty sources you’re juggling, organize them by what they’re about, or what body paragraph of yours they correspond to. for example, i just wrote an essay about mariachi, and had papers about educational programs (which was a couple paragraphs), and other papers about the history of mariachi (which was another couple of paragraphs), so separating them kept me organized.

but as said before, learning how to read papers has actually been very important to me, especially in a STEM field. First learn to read papers in your field, then learn how to read papers outside it, because chances are at some point, you’ll need to read a review of some field you’d never thought of before.

how to code - shameless plug by cs kid

learn the fundamentals of programming - i would more suggest a youtube series or an mit ocw or edx series for this. personally i dont really think codeacademy works well here bc it more teaches you the syntax rather than coding strategies or the thought process behind coding, but thats personal

learn syntax - codeacademy or tutorialspoint are personal gotos for me because they sum up really quickly language syntax in readable language for someone not familiar with the language yet

algorithms - EVER WONDER WHAT PEOPLE MEAN BY QUICKSORT here it is jk this is the sole reason i passed my algorithms class last semester

personal comments:

yes this was a shameless plug but in many many industries, knowing how to code will separate you. it’s almost essential to know if you’re into STEM fields, and even in other industries, having that kind of problem solving ability is important to have in general.

if you’re going to code like for serious, its very important to learn the fundamentals of coding and coding principles very well rather than speeding thru languages. focus on one language, learn to use it very well and solve lots of problems with it, and then you’ll find picking up other languages will be really easy

how to learn by yourself

languages - learning languages is a good summary of learning anything by yourself. also tumblr has masterposts for literally any language. use the search function

any other topic [college geared, but not exclusive to] - try edx, mitx, mit ocw, coursera. these all offer recorded or online versions of college courses. can confirm that we here also use ocw to prep for our own courses lmao

lots and lots of colleges now offer online content. try googling for it

so in high school i found a few good sites, but am still finding these places. here a few links i really enjoyed

boundless - IMMA TELL YOU THIS SITE CARRIED ME THRU AP BIO

for real though, lots of good content on here, and they also summarize every section into key bullets, which was really helpful for me, its really a hidden gem

wikipedia - sooo if you’re looking for a quick intro to a subject, its really not that bad as people say it is. i still use it pretty often. just dont cite it (if youre looking for research sources, go to the original source), and make sure its cited by some trustworthy source at the bottom

learning anything by yourself takes dedication and scheduling. having a plan increases the chances of following through tenfold.

how to present yourself

resume tips - note that different fields will have slightly different resumes. For example CS might have a side projects section - science might have a publications section. Note your own planned field of study and learn how people there might structure

career fair tips

interview tips

interview tips pt 2

personal comments:

I couldn’t find a good masterpost, but networking is also really important and going to local events and how to talk to people there. How you present yourself is also different from field to field, and how you learn to do so, I think, is when talking to mentors or upperclassmen from your field.

random tip - if you say you know something, please actually know it

how to manage time

there are like ten thousand posts out there on this ...probably because its IMPORTANT

time management tips

organization tips - lots of times, the reason you’re wasting time is because you’re disorganized!

managing time while working

tips in visual form

personal comments:

this is what works for me: to-do lists, devotion to google calendar and living and breathing an organized life (ie i make sure my room is [vaguely] clean)

know your strengths...and weaknesses

if you know a class is easier for you, you’re not necessarily going to need to schedule as much time for it as another class that might be harder, or you could you use smaller chunks of time in between other time slots for that class

hitting a rough spot of procrastination? take a shower, work out or go get water or make a cup of tea, or better yet, write an informative long studyblr post

how to cook SOMETHING

i’m not asking you to know how to cook a five course meal, but at least know how to fry an egg or do a basic pasta or something because the freshmen meal plan does not last forever

how to cook/food in college - basic tips for cooking and buying food/things on a budget too

buzzfeed is surprisingly good for easy manageable recipes

personal comments:

i first learned how to fry and scramble an egg. i now prefer making a kickass omelet, but usu i settle for the five minute fried egg

i next learned to make pasta, first cooking pasta and then mixing it in with store bought sauce, but lately i’ve been experimenting with like different homemade garlic/oil/cream sauces

i once upon steamed vegetables in the microwave and it wasnt horrible! that being said, dumping vegetables into boiling water isnt too bad my friends

frozen food from trader joes is your friend

ok hopefully this was informative/useful. sorry i havent posted in a month, i was overseas and then came back to campus and was bedriddenly sick for a week. on that note i just saw a mouse run by so i need to make sure my door’s closed. thanks guys!

#studyblr #college #masterpost #college tips #general

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bts-love-sweat-tears · 8 years ago

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How BTS members take care of you when you are sick

A/N: I accidentally typed “memebers” the first time in the title, which isn’t entirely incorrect. Anyway, I’m sorry to say that there will be no update to “The Seven” tonight (though it might be only me who is sad). I feel like death warmed over, and apparently look like it too (thanks for the love, brohan). I just took two kinds of cold medicine, so we’ll see if I’m totally delirious by the end of this post. I have zero energy to write something long and involved, but wanted to leave you all something cute, and hopefully make myself feel a little better in the process.

Seokjin

You coughed again and moaned softly as a cool hand touched your forehead. It had been awhile since you were sick, but it was hitting you now with a vengeance. Jin had been an amazing boyfriend, keeping you on a constant rotation of soup, cold medicine, and cool compresses to bring your fever down. You had honestly never felt so cared for in a relationship, but you knew you would do the same for him in a heartbeat if he ever needed it. He seemingly never got sick though. Maybe all the water he drank and fruit he ate?

Your thoughts wandered as he applied a new damp towel to your forehead. Honestly, it was kind of hot how capable he was at taking care of someone. You would have told him if you weren’t so drowsy from the medicine he had just given you. As you drifted back to sleep, you could feel him stroking your hair and humming a quiet lullaby.

Yoongi

You shivered under your blankets, trying to curl up as small as you could to maintain your warmth. You had taken some flu medicine to bring down your fever, but it seemingly hadn’t kicked in yet. You heard the front door to your apartment open, and knew your boyfriend was home from work. You hadn’t wanted to bother him, so he was surprised when he saw you shivering under the covers.

“Babe, you should have told me you weren’t feeling well,” he said a little gruffly, though you were too tired to argue with him about the tone he was taking. “I would have come home early.” You knew it was unlikely, but the sentiment was nice nonetheless. Before you could muster the energy for any kind of response, you felt the edge of the mattress shift and a warm body shift closer under the blankets. Yoongi wrapped his arms around you and you snuggled closer, addicted to the warmth that had been evading you all day. He rubbed calming circles on your back, and peppered your forehead with kisses as you drifted off to the best sleep you had since you got sick.

Namjoon

You had finally fallen into a restless slumber when a crash from the kitchen jolted you awake, followed by a string of curses echoing down the hall. You could only surmise that Namjoon, your boyfriend and the God of Destruction was trying to make something. As you debated the pros and cons of leaving your admittedly very comfortable bed, he came into the room, somehow looking relieved and sheepish at the same time, presenting you with a small mug of ginger tea with a bit of lemon and honey.

“All that noise-for this?” You wiggled your eyebrows at him as you took a sip, but he knew you were joking. Proudly, he held up his hands.

“All of my fingers are still attached, and no burns.” You hated to admit that this was a rarity. He was so competent and gifted in so many ways, but taking care of someone without hurting himself was not one of them.

“And that’s not all-I have chicken noodle soup at the ready as well” he said excitedly. As you heard him pad down the hall, you thought to yourself that this was too good to be true. You heard another loud bang and more curses, and Joon came back empty-handed with a wet mark down the entire front of his shirt. You sighed.

“At least you didn’t burn yourself, Joon, that could have been bad.” You tried to sit up, aches everywhere, when Namjoon stopped you.

“I suck at this, I know, but I still should take care of my girlfriend,” he sighed, looking dejected.

“Joon, rather than risk life and limb, why don’t you read to me more of that book we were reading? I’m interested to know what’s next…” you suggested, trying to redirect his attention. He picked up the old hardcover on the side table, removed the bookmark and began to read in his deep, rhythmic way. It was almost like he was rapping, even when he wasn’t. As you drifted off in your thoughts and slowly toward the lure of sleep, you were happy to think that Joon was with you, and more importantly, safe. Unless he gets a paper-cut or something, you thought. Before you could finish the thought, only one word rang out, and you were pretty sure it wasn’t from the book.

“Shit.”

Hoseok

As soon as you had felt the first sign of a sniffle, your boyfriend Hobi had been there with Emergen-C packets, tissues, throat lozenges, echinacea and literally anything else someone could want to try to stop a cold from coming on. Seriously, where had he been stockpiling all this stuff? you wondered. He also (not so) secretly, added more blankets to the bed, and propped your pillow up with another so you could breath easier. You would have to get sick more often, you chuckled to yourself, if this was how he reacted.

In the middle of the night, you woke up to hear him quietly crying. Where was his sunny disposition. You nudged him and snuggled closer, and he showed you his phone screen. WebMD. A rookie mistake- you knew where this was going. You couldn’t even pronounce the name of the disease that affected 0.000001% of the population and was, undoubtedly, terminal.

“Hobi,” you chuckled, “I promise it’s just a common cold. My coworker was out a few days last week, and it has been making its rounds through the office. But I promise that she’s back now and better than ever.”

“Jagi-ya, you can’t ever leave me!” He borderline shouted. The neighbors would not be happy. You nestled closer.

“I’m not going anywhere, except maybe to the pharmacy tomorrow,” you said emphatically. He smiled and kissed your cheek. How had it turned into you comforting him?

Jimin

It was taking all your willpower to not roll your eyes in exasperation as your boyfriend stuck his head into the bedroom to see if you needed anything, AGAIN. It felt like the 15 millionth time in the last 15 minutes, and that was only a slight exaggeration. You knew he was just doing it because he loved you, but you just wanted to sleep it off. And you definitely didn’t want him catching whatever it was that you had, since he would be leaving for the tour in a few days. Despite your best efforts, including sanitizing every surface in your apartment, and wearing a mask the minute you felt something coming on, he was going to get sick if he kept coming into the “quarantine zone” as you were calling it.

Just as you thought he had finally realized, he burst back into the room, a defiant look on his face. You had an idea where this conversation was headed, and you didn’t like it one bit.

“Jagi, do I really have to be on the couch again?” He whined. “I don’t sleep as well when I’m not next to you.”

You resisted the urge to tease him and fake gag. How could he say stuff like that with a straight face? And more importantly, how did he ALWAYS know the best tactics to get his way?

“Yes, Jimin,” you replied, “you really do have to sleep in the living room. I don’t want you getting whatever it is that I have. Least of all right before you go on tour.”

“Let me snuggle with you! I saw a nature documentary that showed that being with members of their families helps monkeys improve their mental well-being, and then their physical well-being.”

“We’re not monkeys, Jimin,” you sighed, knowing the battle was already lost. “And I def did not see this documentary.”

Before you could think of anything else to strengthen your argument, warm arms were around you, and Jimin was clinging close enough to make you wonder if the documentary he saw was actually real. Jimin was giving you whiplash, going from the whiny aegyo to sensitive boyfriend to full on mochi mode. You decided that you didn’t have enough energy to deal with him right now, and accepted your fate, which earned you ear nuzzles from your cute, but high maintenance boyfriend. If he got sick, let it be on him (though you knew you would cave and take care of him in an instant).

Taehyung

One of the main things you loved about your boyfriend, Tae, was his ability to see things from a unique perspective, and not be bound by traditional ways of thinking. Right now though, you were wishing that he were slightly more traditional in his caregiving techniques. After you had felt your cold coming on all day, texting him about how crappy you felt, you had come home to a massive pillow fort, with Tae asking how this could not make someone feel better. You didn’t have the energy to answer, and plopped down into the mountain of pillows.

He had also turned the heating way up, stating that he had read somewhere that it was good to sweat out whatever fever might be coming. You just wanted to be comfortable. He ran around haphazardly, looking at his phone, trying whatever homeopathic remedy came up first. While you appreciated his enthusiasm, you were way too tired to deal with him right now.

After declining a mixture of avocado, honey, and god knows what else, Tae finally gave up, and joined you in the fort with a comic book. The next time you looked over, he was out cold, facing pressing into the spine of his book. You slowly moved the book, rolled him over, and got up to turn the air conditioner back down before rejoining him in the fort, falling deeply into a dreamless sleep.

Jungkook

You and Jungkook had only been dating a short time before you got your annual summer head-cold, and you had texted him to say that you weren’t feeling well and would see him in a few days. What seemed like minutes (though your conception of time was becoming hazy from the meds you had just taken) later, he appeared at your door, with pre-made soup, ginger ale, and an assortment of OTC meds that you recognized from the drugstore down the block. You hadn’t expected him to come take care of you, since he often seemed “shook” by anything remotely unexpected. But he was surprisingly capable, heating the soup and reading the labels on the medicine thoroughly before giving you any.

You had assumed that he would leave, but he hung around, flipping casually through some gaming magazine. You didn’t have to talk or entertain him. It was the perfect companionable silence, and you were happy you were dating such a considerate man. Seriously, what wasn’t he good at? This was completely out of the realm of anything you had expected this early in the relationship. You two joked around a lot and you weren’t sure how serious the two of you were, but the fact he came over and risked infection left no doubt in your mind.

The next morning you woke up slowly, remembering everything the Golden Boy had done for you the day before, and smiled to yourself. As you got out of bed, you tripped over his curled form. He had apparently spent the night on the floor to make sure you were okay. What a gentlemen, you thought to yourself. He was a keeper.

#bts x reader #bts x you #bts imagines #bts fanfic #bts fanfiction

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taegijae-blog · 7 years ago

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BREAKFAST DELIVERY 12

pairing: 2jae

genre: fluff, if you squint there’s angst

word count: 3k

description: the school’s hottest boy im jaebum wants to get a certain boy’s number. but the first problem is: he’s unhappy and not eating.

status: completed

note: this was originally posted on wakaba’s wattpad @/jaeholics

| part 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 |

"Youngjae..." Jaebum had carried the freezing and shocked Youngjae over to a sunny spot behind the gym, a place where teachers usually never visit. Youngjae's eyes seemed sleepy as he shivered, Jaebum locking his arms around his body to preserve warmth. Both of their backpacks were also there. After Jaebum had burst out of classroom without saying anything to his teacher, he had found Youngjae's backpack thrown in the hallway. Carrying both of them, he’d run straight to the pool. That was his story up to the point where he found Youngjae being pulled dangerously close to the diving pool, and where his anger rose up to impossible levels. At least he was okay now. "Hyung..." Youngjae called out softly, coughing a few times. "You were the one who saved me, weren't you...?" Jaebum nodded. He brought Youngjae closer, leaning against one of the warehouses for sports equipment. "Yeah." Something made Jaebum's eyes blink, glistening ever so brightly. It was Youngjae's smiling face, staring up at the elder. "Thank you. Thank you so much." Shocked frozen for a second, Jaebum eventually returned a smile for the other in his arms. "No problem, Youngjae." He leaned down to nuzzle his face into the other's neck, breathing softly. "I'm sorry for yelling at you and slapping you. I really am," Youngjae said out of nowhere, sighing as he exclaimed so. He shifted his body so that he'd be even closer to Jaebum, feeling the comforting warmth of him. "I was just so... confused. I was scared at myself for being so mad that I guess I...tried to avoid you for a bit." "Mhm," Jaebum murmured, sighing into the soft and slightly wet skin. "I understand. I knew I should've told you earlier, but I was too dense to realize what it was doing to you." "It's okay." Youngjae was staring blankly at the scenery in front of them: cement, tall wire fences, and a few trees. "It really is alright. I've come to realize that I love the person called Def Soul' and that you are Def Soul. and how, by that logic, I love you." Youngjae peered up in order to look at Jaebum. "Jaebummie-hyung. It's always been you, hasn't it?" Although Jaebum was speechless for a second or two, he started to laugh softly. He loved this kid called Choi Youngjae. "I guess so." Jaebum reached over for his backpack and unzipped it, taking out something. "What's that?" Jaebum grinned to himself as he took out the small bag of homemade cookies. He opened it, taking one of the treats out and holding it between two fingers. "Have you eaten breakfast? Did you bring a lunch? If not..." Jaebum said in a singsong tone, pouting his lips in a rather cute way. "...Think about me, and then... eat." He stuffed the cookie into Youngjae's mouth. Chewing on it, the other giggled softly. "Thanks," he said as crumbs fell from his lips. "Hey," he whistled quietly. "Did you know that I used to be called fat constantly by these girls?" Jaebum's happy expression immediately dropped to a frown. "What? Who?" "I don't know." For some reason, the smile on Youngjae's face never faded away. "They just did for fun, I guess. They would come up to me during lunch especially and just whisper 'hey fatso.' So I thought about it a lot and decided that maybe I am fat. I didn't like how they would pick on me so I looked up how to lose weight. My naïve self ended up believing that skipping lunch and breakfast would be the best way to lose weight." Youngjae's chest rose high up and back down, which was something Jaebum's arms felt. "I was pretty unhappy and hungry, but I still kept doing it. My friends nagged me to eat. I wouldn't listen to them, though. So this is the strange part, right? Every piece of food you gave me, I would eat it happily and completely forget about starving myself. I totally forgot about trying to lose weight and whatnot. Which is weird, isn't it? Because I had no idea who you were, but you were still able to persuade me." "You literally cured this bad side of me, I think. You really are an amazing person, hyung," Youngjae finished with a big, wide smile and pat Jaebum, who was on the verge of tears, on the arm. "God... Youngjae...I'm so in love with you," he muttered to himself, shaking his head. "Are you still cold?" "Nope," Youngjae replied cheerfully, taking the piece of clothing from his torso and handing it back to the other. He went over to where his backpack was and hung it over his shoulder, throwing the other bag to Jaebum. "Do you want to go back to class?" "Not one bit," Jaebum laughed as he said so, also standing on his feet and carrying his backpack. He stood beside Youngjae, crossing his arms. "You should get a new change of clothes or you'll catch a cold." "Hm... yeah..." Peering down at his wet shirt and fanning it, he pursed his lips. "I don't have spare clothes, though." "You do at home." Youngjae grinned. He took ahold of Jaebum's hand, weaving their fingers together. "Come with me." "To ditch school?" "Yeah." The two started taking the back route of the school, planning to leave through the back gates. The gates were locked, they found, but Jaebum was able to help Youngjae jump over them. In Youngjae's free hand was the bag of cookies he received. He had all intentions to finish them once he was back at warm home. Before they took any more steps, Youngjae gave a gentle kiss to Jaebum's lips. He was unbelievably happy; it was like the times he yelled at him and cried because of him had never even happened. After all, those things only happened because of Youngjae's confused, naïve heart. Without the worry of being fat or not clouding his vision, he could clearly see that Jaebum was someone he loved. The only person who even when he was down; someone who would take care of him like he was born to do so. It was always the person he knew as Im Jaebum. Def Soul' was just Jaebum with a pair of sunglasses as a mask. That anonymous food donator and note writer was Jaebum too. He had all sorts of identities that Youngjae misunderstood, but he knew now that they all made up to be the same genuinely kind, benevolent person. "Let's go."

During his first period class, Jaebum's eyes wouldn't look away from his backpack that held a bag of homemade cookies. Would Youngjae still be willing to accept his food? Even after knowing who was behind all of it? He did know that Youngjae continued to not bring himself a lunch to school. Occasionally, he'd something light like a bag of chips (the kind that is 80% air) but that was basically it. He really thought it was amazing how Youngjae was able to control his hunger like that, especially in a cafeteria where a hundred or so students were eating happily. Jaebum felt frustrated at how little he knew about the junior. There were so many things he wanted to know so that he could take better care of Youngjae. What's his favorite food? Drink? What's his ideal type? He slammed his head onto his desk. This wasn't the first time he'd done so, and the teacher didn't bother to look back that time. "I've told you this before, Mr. Im, but please don't break your desk while venting your frustrations." Jaebum played around with his eraser, feeling bored. He was thinking about texting Youngjae before realizing that he had a low chance of getting a reply. what are you doing right now, youngjae? in class? of course you are. right. i want to talk to you. 🍽 Youngjae left his classroom early because of a stomachache. He kept thinking about how odd it was for him to even have a stomachache in general when he'd been doing his best to eat as less as possible. The only thing he’d eaten that morning was a slice of bread accompanied by a cup of water. All he knew was that the stomachache was painful. He couldn't walk very many steps before needing to clutch his belly, crouching over slightly. On one arm was his backpack, hanging by its straps. He’d tried mounting it on his shoulders but it quickly fell, since it actually made his stomach feel even worse. His brows were wrinkled as he stumbled down the hallway, searching for the infirmary. "What's this?" Youngjae's face was drained of its color when he realized that voice was familiar. He remembered it clearly: the voice that had spat at him while he was kicked by its owner. His head hung low as he pretended to not hear, making sure his face wouldn't be shown to the guy. Unfortunately for him, that just made things worse because he couldn't see properly and bumped straight into the voice. Goosebumps spread across his arms when he heard the displeased growl coming from the taller person. "Are you blind? Watch where you're fucking going!" Although Youngjae was scared, he was sure to keep his head down to cover his face. His stomach crippled him with pain but he had to deal with it, just for a bit longer. A horrible sense of doom overwhelmed him, though, when the other grabbed his collar and pulled him up. "That's hilarious. You're that little wimp I beat up before. Looks like you haven't learned your lesson at all, have you?" he scoffed, now grabbing Youngjae's chocolatey hair and tugging him to somewhere. "S-stop, please," Youngjae pleaded. Those were meaningless attempts as the guy only tugged on his hair harder, making him whine in pain. As if his stomachache wasn't enough, now he was dealing with this. In the process, he was forced to drop his backpack and it was left alone in the hallway. He was in far too much pain to even struggle and fight against him. Just as he was about to scream for help, the guy noticed and covered his mouth tightly with his hand. Youngjae really was frightened. His shaking hand reached into his pockets. Thankfully, his phone was in there. Youngjae double checked to see that the guy wasn't looking and, with his quivering fingers, he opened his text messages. He was afraid that his phone would be slapped away when noticed so he opened the first chat. jaybee [c.youngjae]: hyunh [c.youngjae]: hyungg [c.youngjae]: pleesas;; [c.youngjae]: heelp nme theres a; guyy [c.youngjae]: hes dragfing me to somewhere an I cant get away from him [c.youngjae]: help me [c.youngjae]: imm so scared

[jaybee]: tell me exactly where the fuck he's taking you [c.youngjae]: i,,i don't know [c.youngjae]: its,its outdoors [c.youngjae]: tthe field [c.youngjae]: pool [jaybee]: i'm heading there right now [jaybee]: youngjae fight back no matter what he does [jaybee]: youngjae [jaybee]: youngjae?? [jaybee]: i'm running [jaybee]: i'm on my way [jaybee]: oh my god [jaybee]: please be okay By that time, Youngjae had hidden his phone. The guy had dragged him all the way to the outdoor field and was approaching the swimming pool, where no teachers or students lingered at the time. The other grabbed him with both hands and flung him over the little fence surrounding the pool. Youngjae landed on the cement, a few scratches on his arm starting to bleed. He was holding back everything to not bawl in fear. The guy hopped over the fence, staring down at him in anger. "No one ever bumps into me twice. This'll help you learn, faggot," he spat, now pulling the collapsed Youngjae by the hood of his jacket. He was partially choking while being dragged across the cement against his will. The minuscule amount of oxygen he could breathe in wasn't the biggest problem he had at the moment. He could tell that he was being dragged over to the diving pool, measuring staggering meters deep. Youngjae's body locked up and was essentially frozen in fear. He couldn't swim. "Come on, cunt. swim for me." Youngjae was brought so close to the edge of the pool that his shoe grazed against some water. He couldn't do anything except make gasping noises and have his heart beat at unnatural rates. Was this the day he'd die? The metal fence made sudden rattling noises as footsteps stomped furiously to where the two were on the pool deck. Youngjae's eyes were squinting due to difficulty breathing, but he could sort of make out who the person was. "Hyu... ng..." he whispered, his voice raspy. Jaebum ran up to the guy dragging Youngjae and punched him without saying anything. "Get your fucking hands off of him or I'll beat the shit out of you!" he yelled in absolute fury. The other was equally angered and snarled, but only got another punch to his chest. He fell onto the ground in pain, but not before pushing Youngjae into the pool. Jaebum's heart stopped beating when watching him sink deeper into the water. "Youngjae!" he shouted, diving in after the boy, who was silently sinking deeper motionlessly. Jaebum grabbed Youngjae's shirt and pulled him towards him, wrapping an arm around him securely. He swam towards the ladder as quickly as he could, madly calling the other’s name. "Youngjae, Youngjae, Youngjae, oh my god..." Jaebum muttered shakily as he finally pulled him out of the water, still holding him tightly in his arms. Youngjae was unresponsive, his head drooping down with every attempt Jaebum made to wake him up. Jaebum's eyes were suddenly filled with even more rage than ever. he looked around to see where the guy who did this was. By that time, that guy already ran away, knowing that he'd get in major trouble. He'll never forgive that piece of shit for as long as he lives. The coughing sounds coming from Jaebum's arms caused him to quickly peer down. Thank God Youngjae was awake. He coughed up some water, suddenly beginning to shiver. "H-hyung..." he murmured weakly, barely peeking his eyes open. Jaebum's grip only tightened, concerned when feeling exactly how much the other was shivering. "Cold...cold..." "It'll be okay, Youngjae, you're going to okay," Jaebum reassured in a panicked voice as he took off his own hoodie and wrapped it around Youngjae's body. It was true that his skin felt almost ice cold, and that scared the elder. His eyes weakly opened, squinting at the one staring down at him. "Hyung...?" "Y-yeah. It's me, Jaebum." Youngjae wrapped his arms around the other's broader torso and stuffed his face into his chest. he was sobbing silently, his legs curling up unconfidently as he did so. Jaebum embraced him as though that the last time he would ever touch Youngjae, rubbing his back. "Iwas so scared...I can't swim...deep water..." "I get it, Youngjae, you don't have to say anything." Jaebum cooed as soothingly as he could, although that was difficult because he was freaking out too. Youngjae's shoulders quivered as he sniffed. "I'm so glad that you're here... Jaebum-hyung..."

#breakfast delivery #wakaba #2jae #2jae fluff #youngjae #jaebum #jaebum fluff #youngjae fluff #got7 #got7 fluff #yugyeom #kim yugyeom #jackson wang #bambam #jinyoung #park jinyoung #mark tuan

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arastiia · 8 years ago

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REALLY, REALLY LONG CHARACTER SURVEY. RULES. repost , don’t reblog ! tag 10 ! good luck !

TAGGED BY:@absolutiia & @mammaterasu (lemme luv u) TAGGING: (last few in my activity) @gloriatiia, @starrfated, @vcgabcnd, @aevyternal, @matoiii, @vindictiia, @wingedborn, @way-of-flowers, @tiiamate, @moralistiius & @drautcs.

BASICS.

FULL NAME: Satsuki Kiryuin. NICKNAME: Sats, sis, nee-san (Ryuko); Satsuki-chan (Jakuzure) -- mostly post-KLK. AGE: 18; turns 19 shortly after Ragyo’s death. BIRTHDAY: September 9th. ETHNIC GROUP: Asian. NATIONALITY: Japanese. LANGUAGE / S: Japanese, English. SEXUAL ORIENTATION: (prob.) asexual. ROMANTIC ORIENTATION: biromantic. RELATIONSHIP STATUS: complex. CLASS: High; the Kiryuins belong to the richest & wealthiest families ever known. HOME TOWN / AREA: Honnouji; later on Kanagawa. CURRENT HOME: Kiryuin Mansion. PROFESSION: Honnouji Academy Student Council President, Heiress to the Kiryuin Empire; new CEO of rebuilt REVOCs (post-KLK)

PHYSICAL.

HAIR: varies; black. Used to be extremely long (110 cm); short / shoulder-long (post-KLK) EYES: color varies, depending on incidence of light. Dark blue most part of the time, sometimes gray. Satsuki possesses narrow eyes which are framed by very distinct eyebrows. One of the few physical features she definitely shares with her mother. NOSE: Pointed. FACE: angular, defined jaw & keen contours. LIPS: rather thin. Perpetually frowning. COMPLEXION: Pale. Almost white when compared to her sister’s skin. BLEMISHES: if examined close enough one will spot a petite patch of burnt skin on her back right between both shoulder blades (set on her spine). Hinting at the spot where life fibers made first contact during exerted experiments (in her youth). Mere ‘touch’ burnt the child’s skin, rendering her unfit for further tests. Said piece of skin was later on cut open before both parents eventually realized that aforsaid life fibers could not make contact with her neural system (connection error). Satsuki’s right hallux nail has furthermore been replaced with a custom made steel implement.

SCARS: minor cut (almost bleached out/barely visible) right beneath her left cheekbone. Moreover three insection scars on left brachium, long cut / scar on right side of her neck (knife wound which she often covers with high collars / hair) -- post-KLK. TATTOOS: None. HEIGHT: 164 cm (172 cm with heels). WEIGHT: around 58 kg. BUILD: Slender in shape; defined muscle in arms, back & stomach. Long legs, broad hips + shoulders. FEATURES: sharp & stoic. ALLERGIES: None. USUAL HAIR STYLE: hair is kept extremely straight & tidy; both bangs & hair-ends cut in a perfectly horizontal manner. This changes as soon as she shortens her hair. Despite keeping her style 'neat’ still, it often stays more loose & a bit ‘wilder’. USUAL FACE LOOK: rather apathetic, devoid of emotion yet undeniably calm at the same time. Brows oft furrowed, eyes steely. USUAL CLOTHING: various uniforms. Colors of choice are white & blue. Later perhaps even black -- Albeit having been a part of the fashion industry for quite some time already, Satsuki owns no sense for trends at all. This leads to her being prone to dress very formal; rather simple & plain. Items like long blouses & skirts are her favorites; she hardly will wear flat shoes & truly prefers heels (8cm) -- It is also known Satsuki sticks to more loose & unrevealing clothing when being able to choose.

PSYCHOLOGY.

FEAR / S: Failure, losing those considered as family, being devoured by Junketsu & (post-KLK) becoming just like her mother. ASPIRATION / S: Killing Ragyo Kiryuin thus stopping her from gaining world domination; revenge for her dead father & baby sister (pre-episode 18) -- later on, protecting Ryuko & redemption become her driving force. After fulfilling this aim (thus losing her purpose), the rebuilding of REVOCs & the idea of helping those once hurt becomes the distraction she direly needs. POSITIVE TRAITS: Ambition, sheer endless willpower, diligence, intellect, passion, rationality / ability to think out of the box, dedication & will to protect her ‘family’. NEGATIVE TRAITS: manipulator, can have an ill-temper when losing control, hardly shows any empathy, can be seen as taciturn, apathetic,cruel & cold. Lacks the will to open up, tends to isolate herself, arrogant. Cannot see herself being human (’an experiment’,etc). MBTI: INTJ. ZODIAC: Virgo. TEMPEREMENT: Choleric. SOUL TYPE / S: Leader, Thinker. ANIMALS: Owl. VICE HABIT / S: manipulating / torturing others & donning Junketsu thus wrecking own body in the process. FAITH: Satsuki considers herself an atheist. GHOSTS?: No. AFTERLIFE?: in a way,yes. REINCARNATION?: No. ALIENS?: obviously. ECONOMIC PREFERENCE: Satsuki owns a high position / plenty of wealth; she does,however prefer a rather humble & minimalistic life style. SOCIOPOLITICAL POSITION: CEO; business woman. EDUCATION LEVEL: basic school education + advanced education in several specific fields, excellent business skills.

FAMILY.

FATHER: Soichiro Kiryuin (deceased). MOTHER: Ragyo Kiryuin (deceased). SIBLINGS: Ryuko Matoi (alive). EXTENDED FAMILY: Nui Harime (’artificial’ second sister.), Devas. NAME MEANING / S: To offer a more indepth analysis; the name Satsuki can be translated into ‘moon’; thus refering to most symbolic traits the moon possesses. White & blue are her main colors, water & air her main elements. She is an introvert; reserved & the calm force opposing her sister Ryuko (the sun). Satsuki can also (symbolically speaking) refer to the satsuki azalea: a certain type of bonzai which is famous for its beauty & sturdiness when groomed with enough finesse & dedication.

‘Kiryuin’ roughly means "imperial house” (refering to her general family & the mere might it possesses) & “empress, emperor". It is also important to note that the word ‘dragon’ can be found in there too (when analysing the kanji) -- given Satsuki’s role during KLK & the dragon symbolism found in both Junketsu’s activated form & the transformation scene itself, the meaning of said finding can be considered as rather self-explanatory.

HISTORICAL CONNECTION?: n/A.

FAVORITES.

BOOK: heavy content appealing to her level of intellect. Prose / poetry & various rather philosophical works oft interest her too. It nonetheless depends on her mood. Classic drama / tragedy can be relaxing in her pov aswell. 5 SONGS: Classical music in general; Jakuzure’s pieces are a blessing in her pov. DEITY: Athena. HOLIDAY: probably Christmas; Satsuki invests a lot of time & effort into preparing meals / gifts for Ryuko & her devas. She loves spending time with those she cherishes & surely takes a liking in the familiar atmosphere it entails. This only applies to post-KLK scenarios. Holidays hardly mattered to her while mother was still alive. MONTH: no specific one. SEASON: Perhaps autumn. PLACE: despite liking to be among Ryuko & her devas in general, Satsuki oftentimes strives for isolation -- in this case own apartment appears to be the safest choice. WEATHER: Rain soothes her. SOUND: Clashing steel, falling rain, soft melody of a piano or quiet pieces of classical music played in the background; to name a few. Kiryuin does nonetheless cherish silence / a certain tranquility above most other things. SCENT / S: brewed tea. old books, freshly washed/ironed clothing, to name a few. TASTE / S: Anything bitter. FEEL / S: nothing specific. Then again Satsuki surely favors the feeling of being in total control & undeniable security. Gentleness is high on her list too for several reasons. ANIMAL / S: majestic creatures with highly symbolic value. She bases her favorites on certain situations or rational choice / value more often than not. NUMBER: no specific one. COLOURS: several shades of blue.

EXTRA.

TALENTS: great leader/motivator, extraordinarily good at rhetoric, manipulation, master in swordmanship / dual swordmanship, several martial arts, master of self-control, good listener/advisor, quick learner, etc. BAD AT: acknowledging/dealing with own trauma, keeping (platonic) relationships alive, opening up / talking about herself, being ‘human’, coping (post-KLK), sarcasm & humor, picking the right clothes. TURN ONS: she would rather avoid thinking about something like that at the moment. TURN OFFS: ^^^^ HOBBIES: reading & several other rather artistic occupations, sparring (kendo,etc), simply enjoying a cup of tea. She does not frequent hobbies as such given her occupation -- reading is thus perhaps the only activity she can uphold. Other than that she also enjoys being in her sister’s company / doing casual ‘stuff’ alongside Jakuzure. AESTHETIC TAGS: strategy, tea, Victorian Age, literature, books, conquer, katanas, control, poetry, classical music.

MUN QUESTIONS.

Q1: If you could write your character your way in their own movie , what would it be called, what style would it be filmed in, and what would it be about ? — I would love to learn more about Satsuki’s childhood as such; about her life during these years, her education, the role she played in later years. How exactly did she conquer Honnouji, how did Ragyo’s & her interactions work out (not necessarily the ‘abuse part’ but more their dialogues, Ragyo’s influence on her earlier childhood,etc), how did the devas influence her life? How did she interact with them? How big was Jakuzure’s impact? How did they develop Honnouji Academy as such? -- to be honest there is a lot I wish to know. Perhaps also more about her mentality. About her redemption post-KLK, yada yada.

I have no specific name in mind but its title would probably be minimalistic. As for the style? I am not really thinking about a movie / documentation but more of a novel, I suppose.

Q2 : What would their soundtrack / score sound like? — Heavy & militant pieces which feature a lot of power but also ‘softer’ piano compositions that are rather melancholic. Satsuki would def need some female singers in there too. Maybe also tracks featuring the ‘Aurora’ or ‘Cry no More’ vibe. Songs that seem to start rather atypically but evolve into VERY powerful songs carried by a certain celestical tune. It really depends on the context.The majority of her score would consist out of very strong songs with a bit of fragility / melancholy mixed in here & there. Q3: Why did you start writing this character? — Satsuki is complex. A masterpiece in terms of character writing. She is certainly one of the richest characters I know & I love the amount of layers her character has. Writing her proves a challenge -- her dialogue is composed, every word often meaning much more than one might believe; also her psyche. Her drive. Her general story. I am simply drawn to antagonistic, manipulative heroes with surprisingly soft hearts & a terribly tragic backgroundstory who do awful things for the sake of serving a noble call. It gives me life TBH. Q4: What first attracted you to this character? — her power. & perhaps her design. The way she walked down the stairs in this undeniably majestic way? The way she held her first speech? I was sold. Q5: Describe the biggest thing you dislike about your muse. — her manipulative streak. How she treats her devas in the first half of the show. Even if I understand why she had to do this / why she performed the deeds she did; it hurts me everytime. Q6: What do you have in common with your muse? — we are both manipulators. We are both hella introvert & driven. I cut my hair short kinda like Satsuki did too; I lowkey love running around in heels all day aswell. Other than that? Not that much. Q7: How does your muse feel about you? — hmmm. I am positive that she likes me. Q8: What characters does your muse have interesting interactions with? — A lot of characters actually. I love seeing her interact with her devas (Jakuzure, Sanageyama, Gamagori & Inumuta) & ofc also Ryuko. My plots with Ragyo are very painful but feature an unique dynamic that truly strikes me. Then again, I usually only write with roleplayers whom muses could be considered as interesting to interact with. Q9 : What gives you inspiration to write your muse? — To be frank, I rarely really need inspiration? I sometimes rely on my experience drawn from similar characters which I wrote before (Kuvira most part of the time.) but other than that? Music, I guess. -- I also gain most of my motivation from writing down potential hc topics & discussing them with the squad. Q10: How long did this take you to complete? — Sorta long. I rambled a lot + rewrote stuff around a thousand times tbh.

#[[ tbh I could have gone into even more detail in 80% of all cases bUT well #this got long enough already jfc ]]#「〈✦〉 ᴏ ᴀᴛʟᴀs; ʜᴏᴡ I ᴇɴᴠʏ ᴛʜᴇᴇ. Fᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀʀʀʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ & I ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴇɪɢʜᴛ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ. ━ headcanons. 」#tw // long post

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yungtal333 · 6 years ago

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Hey gyals,

Welcome back to Roseconnexa for another blog post.

How are you feeling today?

Before we continue; we should take a moment to center ourselves.

Focus on your breath and release any tension in you shoulders.

Alright now..

Today’s topic is about some of my travel experiences.

I’m giving you guys my Top 5 Places to Travel.

If you’re looking for a dope vacation spot for the summer; then this is the right post for you.

Traveling is definitely a hobby of mine. I try to travel as often as I can.

And, when I do, I like to emerge myself in the moment and in the culture.

I talk tons of pictures of course but I do it for the purpose of keeping memories.

I try to stay off my phone as much as I can while on vacation too.

So, traveling to another country works for me because I usually don’t have service unless I’m on Wifi.

Attending a Caribbean medical school; gave me the great opportunity to actually live in another country.

I lived in Anguilla for almost two years. And, Anguilla is definitely on my top 5 list.

Now, I get to travel with my fiance!

His football journey has allowed us to move to Richmond, Va and now to West Virginia.

We love the experience, because we get to see new places. And, we get to travel with each other.

I couldn’t imagine sharing this journey with anyone else.

AND, when I pass my exams; we will have to move to Chicago. I literally can not wait for that!

Okay enough of all that… let me gave you guys what ya came for.

Here’s my Top 5 Places to Travel this summer.

Anguilla

Anguilla is my #1 place to travel.

Anguilla is a small Caribbean island that’s located next to St. Maarten.

It has some of the world’s most gorgeous beaches.

The local people are so nice. The local food is delicious and fresh.

Anguilla should really be on everyone’s bucket-list!

Living in Anguilla; I got to experience the culture, the beaches and, really the Caribbean way of life all together .

I LOVED living there.

I love Anguilla so much that I plan on getting married there in Februrary of next year.

This summer, my fiance and I are planning to take a trip to Anguilla ourselves.

We have to officially start the wedding planning process.

YES, a destination wedding in Anguilla. Sounds like a fairy-tale to me. Thank you Hubby!

My favorite thing to do while in Anguilla is of course to, hit the beach.

Anguilla has sooo many beaches to choose from. It’s pretty ridic.

Most of them have bars and restaurants too! So, you’ll be great hands.

The resorts on Anguilla are something spectacular. And, the villas OMG! My favorite would have to be the Four Seasons. Which is on one of Anguilla’s most popular beaches; Meads Bay.

I experienced so much in Anguilla. This blog would be way to long if I kept going on about it. So, I’ll save the rest for another blog post.

But, to sum everything up; Anguilla is one of my favorite places in the world.

It’s a small island with a lot to do. The beaches are breathtaking and to die for. The locals are welcoming and there are so many great restaurants to dine at. There are two islands around; that you can visit too while spending time in Anguilla.

It can be a little expensive but it is so worth it. You can get some great pictures in Anguilla too.

And, better yet you can get some much-needed rest.. if the chickens permit.

If you want to have some real fun; visit Anguilla during carnival week. Their carnival is during the first week of August. When I tell you that its way too lit!!

I never seen so many people on the island before attending Anguilla’s carnival. You will have the time of your life. Trust me.

Belize

My fiance and I, got to visit Belize during a seven day cruise for his birthday.

We absolutely fell in love with the island.

Well, Belize is actually a mainland that’s on the east coast of Central America.

Spending one day in Belize was not enough. We def plan to visit Belize again.

Maybe for our honeymoon or something! We shall see.

There is literally so much to do in Belize.

Things like visiting the Mayan ruins, ziplining, and ATV tours.

My fiance and I didn’t have a lot of time to do everything so, we just stuck to cave tubing.

Funny enough; we actually thought that we choose a tour that would take us to the Mayan ruins.

But, caving tubing worked out for the better because it was so HOT.

And, cave tubing was cool asf. In both temperature and in sights.

We didn’t try any local food but we were able to eat local fruits and plants. Which were very delicious, I might add.

Overall, I think Belize is a great place to travel to because it is huge!

And, there is so much to do and see. Even while just driving around we saw so much.

Our tour guide was really great too.

I literally can’t wait to go back.

St. Kitts & Nevis

It wouldn’t be right if I didn’t put my dad’s home country on my top 5 list.

St.Kitts & Nevis is actually pretty close to Anguilla. On a good day, you can see St.Kitts from Anguilla. It’s quite cool.

I have visited St.Kitts (SK) so many times throughout my life.

Nevis is a sister island that is literally right next door. I’ve visited there I think only once for their carnival. It was SOOO fun.

I love SK because it is literally home to me. I first visited when I was 9 months old.

And, growing up we would visit at least once a year. We would stay for a month or two!

One of the best experiences I can remember in SK is when, my family and I climbed through the volcano.

Yes a VOLCANO, you guys. It was about the coolest thing that I have ever done.

We climbed to the top and had lunch on a ledge at top of the volcano (where lava spits out at). Don’t worry though, the volcano is dormant! We were safe but, not safe from the monkey’s who decided to throw half eaten banana at us.

That adventure inside the tropical rainforest and through the volcano took all day! And, after, we all slept like babies. It was a big deal hike. A hike that I would do again and again if I could.

SK is truly a beautiful and upcoming place. So much to do and see. And, the local is amazing.

SK has a cool downtown area which is usually busy during the day. They even have a movie theater there (well last time I went they did!).

When we visit we usually stay at our family home. The home my father and his siblings grew up in.

But, I have stayed at the Marriott Resort in SK. It’s beautiful and very private. And, great place to stay on vacation!

Like my Anguilla experiences; I could keep going on and on. But, I’m keeping it short for the sake of my hands and for you guys.

I will have another post about that’s all St. Kitts in the future. So please stay tuned.

Overall, SK is one country that you have to see in this life.

The culture and the land is beautiful beyond words.

And, having monkeys throw stuff at you or steal your alcoholic beverages is a just plus!

Toronto

Toronto is probably one of the coolest cities that I’ve gotten the chance to visit.

The city is so inspiring and they have legalized medical marijuana. So, that’s a big plus!

I didn’t have a lot of time in the city. But, I got to see so many cool things.

I took a picture of the CN tower but unfortunately I cannot find it. BOOO!

Toronto is such an artsy city. It almost reminds me of Philadelphia in a way.

It’s a great city to visit; especially during Caribana.

When I visited Toronto; Caribana had just ended.

But, trust that I got the festival vibes. There were decorations still hanging up around the city. So, that was pretty cool to see.

If you go in during the summer; be prepared for some serious heat though.

And, find this place called Graffiti Alley.

Graffiti Alley has some killer killer artwork.

I took so many pictures of all the creative pieces. They still inspire me to this day!

I also saved a Canadian five dollar bill as a souvenir. Their money is super cool.

St. Lucia

Oh St. Lucia, how I love you so.

St. Lucia is one of the most greenest islands that I have ever experienced.

It also has so many mountains. Like the famous Piton Mountains.

I went to St. Lucia with four of my classmates.

We decided that after our hardest semester of medical school; that we would take a seven-day cruise around the Caribbean.

It was a great experience to say the least.

We miss cruise!

While in St. Lucia, we did so many things.

We went to the Sulphur Springs to indulge in super hot volcano water and a mud bath.

When I tell you that that water was HOTTTTT. But, it felt sooo good beyond good.

Definitely visit the mud baths while you’re in St. Lucia.

We also took a tour around the island.

We stopped on the side of the road a couple of times too.

Once to take pictures with snakes and some locals.

And, another time to try banana flavored foods; like banana ketchup!

It was surprisingly really good (in my opinion). I bought some home for my family to try!

St. Lucia is known for their banana industry in fact

There are so many banana farms; it’s actually kind of crazy.

The adventure in St. Lucia were truly unforgettable.

I hope to visit again one day. I need a week vacation there. That would be LIFE.

There you have it loves.

My Top 5 favorite places that you should definitely visit this summer.

If you want more information about any of the places on my Top 5 List; then please contact me.

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I have been to more places than the ones I’ve listed today too.

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I’ll definitely be sharing more about Anguilla and my experience while living on the island as a Caribbean medical student.

I also want to share more about my experiences growing up and being blessed and able to visit St. Kitts every year.

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originaldetectivesheep · 7 years ago

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A Life of Riley Part 3: The Very Last Place On Earth ch 6

Chapter 5

It was raining again, but it seemed like it mattered less. It actually mattered less, for what we'd been brought out here for: Simon had finished up his observations when the camera battery ran out overnight, and only got his telescope rained on a little bringing it in in the morning, and now his sky sequences and star charts were with Riley going to the post office on a SD card, and now he was working out a few things in his writeup over on his laptop with Yuping's moral support and a plate of Yuping's chicken curry and mashed taro. But it wasn't just that that had been bad before, and the rain wasn't making that worse now either. Sajitha was still in the corner working on her wafer-dosing stuff, but she was using Remy as a sounding board and an arm pillow and not even giving me the stink-eye for noticing, which made everything more comfortable for everyone. And the curry helped too, and the onion bag of coconuts that Maynard's brother brought over as a thanks for finding him the ramps from the cargo plane that were keeping chilled hanging by the door, and the case of Asahi Pacific Blue that we still had part of sitting under it, left over from celebrating getting the Ceiba down to the beach.

That, actually, was the only part that the rain was maybe making worse: not the beer, but the nuclear reactor that we just left a couple meters inland of the high-water mark sitting on a beat-up, collapsing aluminum sled. We couldn't get it moved on from there, and getting rained on directly couldn't be good for whatever was inside the housing. Riley was supposed to be working on that too, up in town, but I couldn't see how we could get it moved off somewhere else, to like the port or wherever – much less find someone who could and would take it back to the United States. At this point I was just hoping we could get back to the United States sometime, even without the Ceiba – we hadn't heard from Leo even yet after getting back from moving it down, and it was getting to be so long that I was starting to worry like he might have been picked up or something.

I picked up the pack of cards to shuffle through again. Yeah, nobody was going to take time to play, but I was almost done with my lunch, it was something to do instead of just sitting worrying about Leo, and I was kind of starting to get the hang of how to shuffle through in a damp climate like this. Something brushed against my leg, and I set the pack down; if the cat was over for pets, that was still something to do, and it'd look a lot less weird and neurotic. "There you are, Pushkin," I said, petting along his back – the kitty was a loaner from Ernest's niece Maurina, and if she wanted to name her cats after Russian writers, she could do her thing – as he climbed around over my feet. "What, are you hungry? There's probably extra curry, but you can't have none till I'm sure Yuping and Simon are done; they're working hard and you already got your food." Pushkin meowed at me and dropped something by my toes: the front half of a dead cockroach.

"Pushkin – goddamnit – no, no, bad kitty! You want to eat the bugs, you can eat the bugs, but if you eat the bugs, you got to eat them all up – Maurina's not gonna like it if you come back to her house with bad habits." The cat picked up the cockroach again, and I nudged him gently away with the outside of my foot. I was going to have to keep a closer eye on him; people kept cats here to eat bugs and mice and stuff, but that didn't mean it was cool to have one leaving dead roaches in your stuff as presents. I shuddered, and scooped through the last of my lunch before that went and attracted any more bug attention.

Putting my plate over to the sink, looking the dishes over and wondering if I should start washing and hope Simon would finish eating before I was done, I heard an engine out on the road through the noise of the rain on the roof: the rising hum of a motorcycle engine – of Riley coming back on the Super Cub. I left my plate where it was and came back to the doorway, to make sure I didn't miss whatever the news was from town. The others looked up, because I was looking out, as Riley splashed up to the door.

"Hey – it's good news all around, but let me get inside and get this stuff off first." Riley's sad and worn-out-looking garbage-bag poncho flipped through the air, balling itself up into a corner. "Are you still eating? I got some musubi at the supermarket, so I'm good – if there's extra you can put it in the fridge or give it to the cat." Riley bent over and pulled a beer out of the crate, cracking it open with a hiss and a sigh.

"So, just like you guys thought, the SD cards with your observational sequences and some cardboard to keep them flat still fit into the basic rate for a first-class registered letter out of here, so that's done on budget. I didn't need anything extra." Riley took a slug of beer as Simon nodded back thanks, and then went on. "And even better yet, I got transpo scared up for the Ceiba – and it's getting picked up as-is, we won't need to drag it anywhere."

I blinked at that, startled, and Riley noticed, looking over my way. "What? How? Who on earth's gonna pick it up?"

Riley nodded, eyes closed. "Yeah, that's a reasonable question – operationally and logistically. But, you know, this is a small island, and news travels fast, so when I was in the supermarket getting lunch, the manager came up to me and was like, he'd heard about us dragging some kind of US government equipment out of a plane on the mountains, and if I was all right with the contract, I could get the supermarket's seaplane to come over, pick it up from where it was, and get it back to Majuro or Honolulu and send it on to the States." Riley could see what my face was doing, and answered my questions before I could ask them.

"Yeah, I hear you: how does the supermarket have a seaplane, what in the shit can land around here and lift the Ceiba, isn't there a catch about getting a Hardtack unit back into the US customs regime – trust me, I asked him all this too. The supermarket I guess has a Canadian corporate parent, so they have a bigass firefighting seaplane – Canadian maker, you know how Canadians get super clannish about that Made in Canada shit – based out of the Micronesia headquarters in Ponape, rigged out for cargo instead of carrying seawater, and it goes around the central Pacific and solves weirdass problems like someone found an old nuclear weapons test and needs to get it off the beach.

"And…there is something like half, half a degree off about this plane." Riley paused for a moment, taking another sip and like figuring out how the next part of the explanation was going to go. "I mean, you get a feeling about it, that it's a friggin roving-torpedo seaplane attached to a grocery store and like, shit, right? I was getting itchy about the contract and what was in it and what wasn't, so I asked the guy to like get me a Facetime with one of the ops on the plane if they weren't like in the air six hundred miles out of Yap, and that did go through, and the dude was chill enough to let me know that yeah, there was shit going on in the background here. I don't think they've associated us to anything that went on back home, but there's def the US government rolling around in the back here: what they're mostly interested in is confirming that there isn't the atomic jumpstart bolted in Ceiba, and then we can keep the rest of the assembly. The thing was scratched from DoE inventory sixty years ago and under the salvage laws of the Marshall Islands, which they can't screw with under the free-association compact, we own it free and clear.

"So, basically, we let these dudes pick it up and confirm there isn't a nuclear warhead glued in the initiator, and they'll haul it back to where it can get on a US-flag ship with minimal inspection and trans-ship it back to the lab. We're getting a deal on cartage, but it's still going to blow a huge hole in the lab budget for the rest of the year. We're gonna have to get real creative to keep the lights on and keep on working, but we'll cross that bridge when we come to it." Riley leaned back and took another long drink while we all processed that.

"And even more importantly, there is even more good news: while I was in the post office again paying for the internet credits to Facetime with the airplane dudes, Isaac noticed that I was there and brought out this – fresh off the last plane and probably not more than three days off Leo's desk." Riley brandished out a slightly flappy airmail envelope, its red-white-and-blue trim bent and fading from the humidity. "That we got mail is good news already, since it means Leo is not in Leavenworth or Guantanamo or something; the contents is better. I quote:

"'Hey yo Riley; hope you are doing well, and that you have not killed everyone or permanently damaged your island's power grid.'" Riley looked up. "That's a joke; Leo's screwing around. I'm gonna read the whole thing, and you can check after, so you can be sure I'm not leaving anything out. Anyway. 'Things are doing good here too: nothing at the apartment was on fire the last time I went past the place, and nobody has opened the lab doors since I locked up after you all cleared out. Note, you probably want to remote-discharge before you even open the door, I had a look at some of the interconnects and I don't trust the metal parts of the door not to be on the circuit.'" Riley's eyebrows knotted. "Well, screw him; knock Carolína's wiring to her face, bro, not from thousands of miles away. We'll see about that when we get back." I kept shut up; pretty much everyone in this room had worked on tuning the door security at some point, and I wouldn't be surprised if the doors were accidentally carrying enough electricity to burn holes in anyone who grabbed the knob.

"Moving on; 'More positively, I am nearly completely sure that all the feds who were nosing around here the last week and a half are gone. These totally sketch MiB dudes were coming into Bismarck'ın Evi for a week straight, and now they are not: this would be the first time in recorded history that someone who got addicted to the durum doner from that place was able to kick the habit on their own, so the more likely case is that they are no longer posted somewhere that they can get to it within their lunch break. You can hurf at that if you like, but just remember that I'm working there now to prop up my own durum addiction, and crap jeez now I really want a doner bad.' They've gotta be doing something to the sauce in that place. I don't know how that's even legal." Riley blinked, cutting the commentary, and went on with Leo's letter.

"'As far as I can tell, you're all clear, and you can come home whenever you're done with Simon's thing. Please all be safe, and please don't bring trouble home with you and yes I am aware that is a huge jinx but damnit. Peace, Leo.'" Riley folded the letter again, and tossed it over onto the table. "So, that's that; Simon, are we done, or is there anything else you need us to take care of?"

Simon shook his head. "No; that's why we sent the pics and docs out today. I'll probably still run the camera on as many clear nights as we can get, but I'm ready to pull out whenever."

Riley nodded. "All right; what I thought. I want to stick for these seaplane guys to come pick up the Ceiba, and we weren't able to get onto the next plane east anyway. I got tickets for the one after, so that's most of a week till we fly out. Until then, we just hang out, I guess; hope for clear nights for your astronomy and clear days to go to the beach. Or, if you're really looking for something to do…" Riley trailed off without finishing the sentence.

I cocked an eyebrow. "Or what? Is there something else that you're need us to go dig up? You get the Ceiba out on the seaplane, and then we go find the Davy Crockett for it and take that back as a carry-on on our lap?"

Riley sighed and stared a hole straight up at the ceiling. "No – not that, and it's not me. But Isaac's brother's kids got into the comprehensive when he didn't think they would, so they're boarding out at Majuro for school now, and he's short on help, so, if you're really desperate for something to do when it's raining out, or if you wanna make a little extra beer money, like…who wants to get naked and dig taro?"

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#nanowrimo #alifeofriley #fiction #and now an exterior callback #hooray connected universes i guess

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