#hellooo sailor(s)

[unclewileys-bahblog]

hellooo may we request two alters from smosh? we'd like it to be Shayne and Damien n them to be kinda oppositional to each other. we would really really love lots of IDs and paras as well :3 but it's okay if not /g

(I hope your day is good :D)

OF COURSE YOU MAY!! ENJOY! 🤘

Name: Damien Haas, Isaac, Jayden, Scott(y)

Age: 31

Gender: Skeleponyfiguric, 90sanimegender, Angelstar, Transfemmasc

Pronouns: Star/star’s, Shi/hir, Skeleton/skeleton’s, Wing/wing’s, Pony/pony’s, Halo/halo’s, Sailor/moon, Skele/pony, 90s/anime, Shooting/star, 💫/💫’s, 💘/💘’s, 🦴/🦴’s

Sexuality: Pansexual, Demisexual

Species: Angel

Ethnicity: Caucasian with a German background

Source: Damien Haas

Roles: Defensor, Sweetheart

CisIDS: cisIntersex, cisTrilingual (english, german, japanese), cisNonHuman, cisAngel, cisImmortal, cisAutistic, cisOCD

TransIDS: transSeviGenderDysphoria (more), permaTeen (15), transLoliShoBait, transNecro, transNPD, transADHD, transRace (asian), transEthnic (japanese), transPurpleEyes, transLargeWings, transHappyTone, permaHappy, transCelestialVoice

Personality: Sweet, Sensitive, Empathetic, Emotional, Caring, Loving, Kind-hearted, Trusting, Friendly

Paraphiles: Jeuliephilia, Odaxelagnia, Biophilia, Autoimlaphilia, Agonophilia, Mastigophilia, AutoAptophilia, Frotteurism, Nyctophilia, Metephilia, Glaciulaphilia, AutoDacryphilia, Echophilia

Other Labels: Anti-harassment, Radqueer

Faceclaims:

Name: Shayne Topp

Age: 33

Gender: Gendergrave, Agender, Deathbodiment, Felimortic, Bloodycatgender

Pronouns: It/it’s, He/him, Paw/paw’s, Grave/grave’s, Kitty/kitten’s, Blood/blood’s, Zombie/zombie’s, Claw/claw’s, Death/death’s, She/her, Corpse/corpse’s, They/them, Hiss/hiss’s, Gore/gore’s

Sexuality: Bi-Gay

Species: Human

Ethnicity: Caucasian

Source: Shayne Topp

Roles: BPD persecutor

CisIDS: cisAMAB, cisHuman, cisBPD, cisADHD, cisNPD

TransIDS: permaFirstPlace, transWorshipped, transCultLeader, transTapeRecorderVoice, transWerewolf, transYear (1999), transAge (10), transShota, transHarmful, transAbusive, transMisogynist, transYandere

Personality: Obsessive, Cruel, Vulgar, Greedy, Flirty, Humorous, Intrusive, Caring, Good-natured, Secretive

Paraphiles: Haemotophilia, Emapihtophilia, Menophilia, Lactophilia, Poképhilia, Nyctophilia, Traumaphilia, Zeusophilia, Jeuliephilia, Agalmatophilia, Traumaphilia, Pyrophilia

Other Labels: Radqueer, Darkship

Faceclaims:

Feel free to change whatever! ^_^

- Mod Eddie

[shini--chan]

Hellooo!! Im super glad a hetalia blog exists in 2020💞💞💞💞💞. May i request 2p america and canada having a s/o that like a mythical figure of some sort? Could be a demigod or anything really but they are physically stronger than them and there is no way to control his s/os form since they exist in forms beyond the description/mental capacity a human can handle. Like if they want to be at the beach the *poof* they transported away and not even chains can stop em🧜‍♀️

This is an ask that I certainly didn’t expect landing in my inbox. Jep, active hetalia blogs in 2020 are a rarity, however, I think with a new season and new manga issues on the horizon, that a hetalia renaissance is coming.

Yandere Hetalia

2p America

Now, Allen isn’t the sort of man that takes it well when things don’t go his way. In all his fantasies and hopeless whims, he has created a world where everything goes according to his master plan. He’d like the actual world to be dictated by this. Alas (or rather, thank goodness), reality is different. That means when you would show your powers and successfully escape from him, there would either be a nervous breakdown or a temper tantrum.

The food tray fell to the floor in a loud clatter, causing ceramic to shatter, sauce to platter over the grey floor and a few peas to zip under a cupboard. Allen’s jaw went slack, granting him one of the most idiotic expression in the history of the human race ever since the English managed to sink the Spanish Armanda.

In the middle of the room, where you were supposed to be tied up on a cushy chair, all delightfully arranged for his eyes to feast on, was just a chair with a tidy heap of rope lying next to it. You where no where to be found – not a drop of blood, not a single strand of hair, not a single footprint in the thick layer of dust that covered most of the room.

Without wasting much energy on trivial things such as complex thought, he lunged forward and grappled with the binds as if they could deliver some answers. They didn’t; they just posed more questions.

The course hemp ropes were still completely undamaged, the sailor knots untampered and still immaculate. Now that Allen had the chance, he granted the setting a closer look. The only footprints in the dust and dirt were those of his large feet. The frustration the situation concocted made something in his mind short circuit.

Quickly, Allen raced back to his dingy little kitchen, cursing under his breath all the way there. Some sort of impulse drew him to the one window – maybe it was fate, maybe it was his gut instinct that told him to do so – only to spot you on the street five stories down, staring to the window expectantly.

Hurriedly, he fumbled with the latches, spitting vitriol when he couldn’t get it open fast enough.

He wanted to shout at you, yell that you should move your sorry ass up at once, that he deserved an explanation. Yet, you beat him to it. With a flamboyant gesture, you waved up at him, doing your best to highlight your astounding clean appearance and then shouted up at him:

“Adios, sucker!”

The scream of “(Y/n), you fucking bitch”, that followed could have woken up the dead.

He would never manage to fully calm himself down from the stunt you pulled and in his anger he wouldn’t properly register that you demonstrated your powers to him. Allen would constantly write the strange circumstances surrounding your escape as some form of trickery, or that you had outside help, or… That list goes on and on, just never lands my magic for being the key.

It would be through detours that it would the idea of you having supernatural powers would start to encroach on him. Being the street smarts person, he’d do his best to predict your next move based on his social experience and go ahead to interrogate the people that once belonged to your close circle. First, he would observe them to see if they were hiding you and if not, then he’d disguise himself as an authority person or as a family member of yours and ask some question. Thanks to that, he would piece together that you are out of the ordinary.

2p Canada

Like his brother, he would be pretty pissed that you would somehow always manage to escape his clutches. Unlike his brother, Mark’s anger would be of the ice-cold variant, helping him focus rather than hindering him in his endeavour to capture you and capture your heart.

He is a hunter and would opt to observe you like he would a deer before he would dispatch it. Through that, he would discover your demigod status. Although, he wouldn’t believe his eyes the first time he would witness your powers in action. It would cause him go ahead and put you on heavy surveillance, and maybe for him to also go and see a psychologist to ensure that he isn’t schizophrenic.

Once he’d be sure that what he saw, he’d go on to investigate, because he’d yearn to much for you to simply let you go because you’d have some trump cards that would give you the high ground. As the rules of the divine dictate, there are certain laws that you have to abide to, specific lines that you can’t cross, weaknesses that ensure that you’re not invulnerable. And Mark would set out to identify them all.

This would be one of the rare cases where he would bury himself in books, and once he would suffer from a headache induced by the vagueness of the texts and the craggy language, he’d even dare to ask Oliver for help. Whether it would be silver that would make you weak, certain chants that could summon you or a geas that would represent an idiosyncratic tripping line, he would somehow find out and incorporate it in his plan to capture you and ensure that you’d forever be his.

(For clarification: A geas is taboo that an individual of divine linage is bound by. Breaking this taboo means that said person becomes mortal, vulnerable and only has a short time to live before the reaper comes to spirit them away. The worst part about it, is that the geas usual forbids something really minor or trivial, like that you may never eat chicken or else you die.)  

[kaisooficrec]

I read Running up that hill recently and I’m wondering if there is other beautiful fics that would make me feel the same? Not necessarily the same AU tho! Sorry if it’s not really clear, I don’t really know how to explain? Like angst and suspens and being scared of knowing how it will end but still reading because it’s so good?

Hellooo I hope I don’t disappoint with this! I didn’t necessarily list fics with the same au like you mentioned. I tried to list fics that gave off that slow burny, angsty vibes, as well as suspenseful :D enjoy bb

Running Up That Hill for those who haven’t read it yet (it’s a must!)

Lust for Life - abo. kyungsoo and jongin are both from elite class wolf families. kyungsoo’s family dies when he’s younger so he moves in with his parent’s friend, junmyeon, who has a son named jongin who forms an attachment to him right away.  

No tomorrow - titanic au. jongin is a model, on his way to New York to expand his career. on the ship, he runs into a sailor, kyungsoo. takes place in the early 1900′s. 

Storm Flower - ceo au, prostitution au. kyungsoo is homeless and sells his body for money. ceo Jongin saves him from an angry customer and invites him to stay with him.

What the Nightingale Spies - *cries* I love this fic so much I’ll never stop recommending it. Jongin is a navigator for a government spy agency and kyungsoo enters as the new operative. Even though they only speak to each other through his headset, Jongin is smitten with kyungsoo’s voice. 

The Last of the Wilds - kyungsoo is an earth spirit and hates humans because of what humans did to another spirit he was in love with, kai. Years later, he meets human jongin who keeps coming back to find kyungsoo in the forest every year, despite kyungsoo’s protests. 

Fated Mistake - kyungsoo has to learn how to survive accidentally marrying a gang member after a mix up on his way to his arranged wedding to another businessman.  

Pride - inspired by the seven deadly sins. kyungsoo’s family owns a successful company. He flees to New York after a breakup and comes back to jongin, his driver, taking over the company and asking kyungsoo to work for him. 

Under Scrutiny - kyungsoo is a farmer’s son who is forced into a brothel. Jongin is part of the elites with a high IQ, who views kyungsoo’s kind as unintelligent.

Pomegranate Seeds - modern greek mythology au! with kyungsoo being persephone and jongin being hades. 

No Matter How Hard I Try - actor kyungsoo finds out that his boyfriend kai is cheating on him. Later, he runs into jongin who looks exactly like his cheating ex, and also happens to be a fan of him. 

horns. - angels and demons au. jongin is a fallen angel, wings taken away because he was tempted by a demon. sent to hell, jongin is captured by the king and given to his his son, kyungsoo, as a gift.  

here’s the last request we completed that listed fics similar to running up that hill here, if you wanted to check it out

- Admin R 

[trash-flavored-writing-blog]

Heyo, me again~~ how are you doing? I was wondering if I could possibly please request something? If so, could it be for Bakugou with basically a cinnamon roll of a s/o? Like they're just super sweet, cuddly, girly, friendly, and just an overall cutie who has no problem being affectionate with King Explosion Murder, maybe even in the weirdest, but cutest ways (like matching bracelets, Eskimo kisses, always cheering him on loudly, etc.) I'm sorry if that was a lot! Thank you~~~~

Bakugou with a Cinnamon Roll S/O 

TW: Cursing from the sailor Bakugou, besides that none :)

Characters: Bakugou

Summary: The journey of Bakugou’s relationship with his cinnamon roll of an S/O

Requests: Open  ヽ(^o^)丿

Hellooo~~~ I’m doing good! How about you?? And always feel free to request if my requests are open! And this is so cute omggg >-rules though I think I’m pretty easy-going? Enjoy!

You’re all beautiful as long you treat others with kindness! Remember that! I hope you all have beautiful days! (^.^)/~~~

Meeting his S/O was filled with disgust.

“How can someone be that fucking sweet?! They’re either a dumb idiot or a naive brat!”

As you two grow closer in your first year of U.A., he finds out you’re neither. Well, not that much anyways. You fair better than the idiots.

He only starts to think like this when he sets his ego and own misgivings aside.

He begins to see you like an All Might #2.

Not because of your physical prowess, but rather your ability to show and express your affection and love.

He favors you more whether he knows or acknowledges it or not, he’s gonna see you better than those jackasses, he’s around you more, he grows more steady around you and starts to gravitate around you, then falls deeper and deeper in until-

Shit.

You would think that he would be embarrassed by the romantic gestures, since his childhood wasn’t filled to the brim with on-display affection from parents and peers.

You’re right.

His face matches his vibrant eyes and burns like his quirk, and his throat closes up, so he decides yelling is the best way to not suffocate. You stick your tongue out and laugh. It gets worse.

One day he may have said a word or two that was a bit rough, even for his tastes. You laugh and hug him while cooing “I love you too!” and its gets worse again; but for a different reason.

He realizes he needs to man the fuck up and stop acting like the ghost of himself, because that shit shouldn’t exist anymore.

He learns his inability to breathe isn’t that he can’t, it’s that you stole it; suddenly it doesn’t hurt so much anymore to keep the kid in him in the past.

When you rub your nose against his, he doesn’t fall out of your grasp, instead he falls further into it with quiet grumbles.

The homemade bento boxes handed to him are eaten with his chest puffed out and red cheeks, “idiots” and “jackasses” falling left and right for his friends, but he still stuffs his mouth angrily.

A colorful and made-from-heart bracelet jingles every time he moves; the same sound following you around too.

Your loud and enthusiastic shouts for him are met with him pushing himself harder with a grin and a heart-melting and bone-crushing hug.

He’s drowning in love, but he stopped suffocating.

[the-gamechangers]

How To Train Your Teacup: 1

“C-c-come on, Tea, let’s visit the docks! Cala Maria’s been d-d-dying to meet you.” Grim exclaimed as they left the junkyard. “Th-th-the sea’s not very far.” Teacup accepted his hand and climbed up onto his back. “Then let’s go! I’m sure she’s lovely.” Grim nodded enthusiastically. “Cala’s pretty n-n-neat. Let’s go!” Teacup hung onto his ears, watching around for any troublemakers. Inkwell Isle Three was famous for the entrance to the mysterious Inkwell Hell- a place Grim had asked Teacup to refrain from exploring (‘No Grim,’ Teacup had chuckled, ‘I’m completely stupid.’ Grim was rather relieved to hear this despite the dripping sarcasm). Grim had proceeded to explain about the Devil’s Casino. From the way he spoke about it, he seemed to have had a bad experience there, but didn’t say what. Teacup was of the opinion that if he wanted to go into the details, he would. and so she didn’t ask. “Is that a pirate ship?” Teacup asked, looking ahead. There was an enormous ship mostly submerged just off of the bay. It looked like something huge had ripped it in half- much bigger than Grim or anything else. “Cala Maria lives there?” “She sure d-d-does, Tea! She’s a mermaid. So she has the b-b-best stories from all over the globe, from when others cross realms and visit!” Grim exclaimed. He landed on a dry piece of deck with an impressive THUMP. “Cala? Are you d-d-down there?” Teacup slid down his neck, squinting into the shadows under the water. “Hellooo?” The water bubbled up at that moment, and an iritated-looking purple octopus peered up at them. For a moment Teacup wondered if this was Cala Maria, but then a rather human-looking pair of eyes popped up as well. The octopus was apparently actually her hair. Cala grabbed onto the boards near Grim and hauled her torso out of the water, making Teacup realize just how small she was compared to both of them.

“Helloooo, you two!” Cala exclaimed as she brushed her octopus’s tentacles back out of her face. She locked eyes with Teacup, her face lighting up. “Oh, you must be Teacup! You’re so adorable!”

Teacup nodded. “Yep, that’s me! Uh, hang on, I’m gonna just climb up on Grim here so I don’t have to-“

Before she could finish that thought, Cala reached down, pinched the hood of her jacket between two fingers, and lifted her up to eye level with herself and Grim. “Of course! I don’t want my absolutely precious guest to lose her head trying to talk to me!” She then set Teacup on her own shoulder, which wasn’t quite what Teacup had in mind. Grim, at least, had the sense to be mortified. “Cala! You can’t j-j-just pick people up like that!” He exclaimed. Cala giggled. “Aw, relax Grim! Teacup knows I didn’t mean anything by it! Don’t you agree, Teacup?”

“Heh, yeah, guess so.” Teacup murmured. Despite the complete lack of physical boundaries, Cala did seem completely sincere and kind. “Grim was telling me on the way over that you know all the best stories?”

Cala giggled. “Of course I do! The sailors who come and go from here always have a tall tale to tell. My favorites are from the ones who came from beyond the sea- but you’d know all about that, wouldn’t you, Tea?” She winked as if she expected Teacup to know what she was talking about.

Teacup blinked. “Huh?”

Grim wrung his paws nervously. “Wha-what are you t-t-talking about, Cala?”

“Don’t be silly, Tea! A few months ago I was up by the docks and I saw that glittering golden plane of yours fly over. Then next I hear my buddy Grim’s made friends with a golden mug who just moved here!”

A puff of smoke escaped Grim’s nose, forming into a question mark above his head. “Cala, are you saying Teacup is from somewhere beyond the sea?”

Cala nodded. “Yep! It only makes sense! Now Teacup, what’s it like where you’re from?”

Teacup chuckled nervously. “I’m- I have no memory of flying a plane to get here, I just kinda... Woke up. In my house. On Inkwell Isle One. Are you sure it was my plane that you saw?”

“Absolutely positive! No one else has moved in, and no one else matches the gold aesthetic you’ve got!” Cala exclaimed.

“I’m c-c-confused.” Grim said.

“Me too.” Teacup said. “But now that I think about it, it’s weird that you say that. Grim, do you remember what Ron said about the salvage?”

Grim nodded. “The s-s-s-serial number d-d-d-didn’t turn up with much.”

“4-5-4-6-B.” Teacup said. “Do you know what it means?”

Cala shrugged, jostling Teacup quite a bit. ”Sounds like a mystery, all right. 4546B… Nope, haven’t heard of it. Sounds like one of those planets that Hilda’s always going on about.”

“Hilda?” Teacup asked.

“Sh-she’s into astrology. And astronomy. And m-meteorology.” Grim clarified.

“If it has anything to do with the sky, Hilda Berg will know what and how and why!” Cala giggled. Then her expression turned sour. “Except that bird-brain Wally. No one knows what goes on in his head.”

Teacup groaned. “Agreed. He busted up my plane.”

Cala smirked. “So I heard. Even the cup brothers had trouble with that guy. But not as much trouble as they had with me!”

Teacup gasped. “You were a casino debtor?”

Grim coughed awkwardly. “How about we don’t talk about this?”

Teacup nodded. “Alright, Grim.” She took her spoon, holding it out for balance as she slid down Cala’s arm and went back to Grim. “That means new topic. What about fighting? I’m an absolutely terrible shot. And I can’t parry.”

Grim looked relieved, despite the fact that Teacup couldn’t see most of his face from the top of his head. “I c-can vouch for that. She tries to d-d-double wield shots. It works, kind of, b-b-b-but…”

Cala giggled. “I bet if you can’t get close to your opponent it won’t be very effective.”

Teacup nodded. “I figured out how to shoot Grim down just to make my way work. That counts for something.”

Grim nodded. “Shooting wings should be illegal.”

Cala looked impressed. “Huh, why didn’t I think of that?”

Teacup waved her spoon to catch their attention. Grim caught the sun flare off of it and tensed, doing his best not to try and grab at the dot on the planks. “So? Maybe you can help teach me?”

“Of course!” Cala exclaimed. She grabbed Teacup again, dragging her underwater. Teacup was suddenly very glad that she didn’t need oxygen. “Come on!”

[dragonwarriorgal]

My feelings of a certain TV teen drama...

Okay so...

I have been rewatching the Shadowhunters TV series on netflix and I just finished the first season and oh boy it is bad.

I mean don’t give me wrong, it has some good moments, but it suffers of being the typical cliche tv teen drama. It is abundantly clear that the studio has been making all the bad decision to the show. “Let’s make Alec have a wedding to a girl” (who btw is apparently a “cousin” of the Fairchilds, but if we take any mark to her family’s “backstory” it makes no sense compared to the books and I love the books) and “Let’s age up Maureen and have her have romantic sane feelings for Simon” (she was like 14 in the books and cray-cray for Simon) are good examples of the cliche tv teen drama, and it is so stupid. 

But it is also clear that SOMEBODY on the production and/or writing team has a great love for the books and is trying to do some justice to them, even if it is like someone took the basic plotline: Clary meets Jace and the shadow world and they fall in love, Malec, (which I give a huge prop to the studio for having the BALLS to go through with that plotline, other than a certain movie I have heard rumors about) dangerously foxy Izzy, Simon becomes a vampire. And then someone put some other actions in the story, put them in a blender and threw them all over the plotline at a random encounter in the story. Which is a weird decision but hey, it’s a TV teen drama, it’s supposed to be stupid sometimes.

But what makes the most stupid sense, and that I always giggle when it comes up on the screen (especially since I am now on s2): The fucking techno music while a dramatic fight sequence is going on! I mean come on! Jace is fighting Valentine in an epic showdown and you choose to have a funky techno music in the background like they are in a rave party (the fight is on a boat fyi)?! 

Sigh

This show is so stupid, but it s also the reason I went to read the 45 books in this universe. This show is the reason I read the Infernal Devices series, one of my favorite series I have read last year. I thought that this tv series was just going to finish up the 2 trilogies and not have any reference to the ID or the Dark Artifices, but the latest episodes in s3 proved me wrong on one part (I am still waiting on Aline and Helen!) even though going back on the first season they have been putting out those easter eggs even before Brother Zachariah made his appearance (I am never gonna let the eyes go): In ep 4, the episode Magnus went “hellooo sailor!” to Alec, Magnus said to a warlock to go to the Spiral LAbrinth to TESSA. (omg) And also the whole Lydia Branwells’ story of her ancestor HENRY (boo!) 

Anyway, this show is stupid, a lot of times not well acted (sorry Matthew), not that great direction, the d.o.p. is doing a piss poor job. And even when the show has some lines from the books, it sometimes doesn’t make any sense, for example: “Our numbers (shadowhunters) have been dwindling for years!” *later they go to the institute where there is literally 50+ people who are shadowhunters*

Yet I am “watching” this, and I will likely still watch it, even though it is so stupid.

(Clary lying in an awkward angle on a car she fell on to from a 30ft fall is fine in the next scene)

(Imogen writing a freaking letter as she is dying with a single rune!(why didn’t she write down her last will and testimony while she is at it, or her bank account?!) 

[machiavelliinadress]

fic titles, brought to you by pop punk: "mind the gap," "motion sickness," "the beach is for lovers," "curb stomp," and "his words on your knuckles"

Yay pop punk, giving us titles in our moments of need.

1. “Mind the gap”

Connor, frustrated with the insanity of being the number 1 overall pick and now the youngest captain in the NHL, takes off to spend his bye week in Cuba. There, he meets Jack Eichel, talented closer for the Pittsburgh Pirates, in Cuba to help with an MLB youth camp. Connor falls hard and fast, Jack doesn’t fall at all (at first), and pretty soon they hit a breaking point– can a notoriously private captain, who just wants everyone to focus on his game, make it work with an outgoing fan favorite closer who refuses to pretend to be anyone other than himself? (#multi sport crossover, #I know 3 things about baseball and 2 are about the pants, #i know pirates fans however, #the gap in personalities intrigues me)

2. “Motion sickness”

Jack and Auston spend the summer after Auston’s draft fighting, fucking other people, and making up (mostly). It’s a mess, everyone readily admits, but Jack and Auston won’t tell them why they’re fighting. 

Jack refuses to give up Auston’s secret(s), and Auston is just trying to be a good dad despite all of his guilt. Oh yeah, Auston’s a dad and Jack would’ve appreciated some heads up that there was a kid before she was being called by his lawyer about testifying in a fucking custody hearing about Auston’s character. Being blindsided like that makes her sick to her stomach, and Auston’s refusal to talk this shit out is not helping. 

(#teen pregnancy (off screen), #teen parents, #bad communication, #discussions of motherhood and careers, #the kid is not just handed off to Auston, #open relationships, #picking up the pieces, #kid fic)

3.  “the beach is for lovers”

Nicky accompanies Alex and Nastya to the Maldives over the summer, and some much needed conversations are had. (Aka the follow up to “phone a friend”, now with 300% more relationship negotiation moments, 5x the amount of ridiculousness, and the addition of both a shirtless Alex and his tipsy partners appreciating that view. Loudly.) (#polyamory, #folklore elements, #Friendship, #relationship negotiations, #hellooo sailor!)

4. “Curb stomp”

Jack has planned out her hockey career very carefully, and she’s not going to let some Canadian stop her from winning both the Hobey Baker and the Patty Kazmaier. Not even a cute, wickedly talented Canadian who is living with Jack’s best friend and flirts with girls. (Shut up Jessie, she’s not crushing on her. So what if Jack can’t remember the last time she was this in tune with a girl, and keeps daydreaming about her mouth in econ). (Connor–not Constance, never Connie, seriously just call her Connor– wishes Noelle would stop being an ass and let Connor lust after her dream girl in peace).  (#college au, #rule 63!/AAG, #bad flirting, #obliviousness, #harold they’re lesbians, #well Jack is bi #but the sentiment holds)

5. “His words on your knuckle”

actually this one came up last time we did this, and is now actually being written! so here, have a blurb from the gdoc. 

“Jack’s team was short a person, and all of my friends had already split into other teams. So I skated over– I didn’t get a chance to say anything though, because Jack sizes me up and goes ‘I’m not slowing down for anyone, so if you can’t keep up, leave.”

“And did you recognize your words then?,” the doctor asks, pen still flying across the small notebook she’d pulled out of her pocket at the start of this conversation.

“No, not then. I got pissed off and told her “I’m going to play in the NHL, of course I can keep up,” and then the older kids were ready to start the races….” Noah tells her, sighs and doesn’t bother to hold back the fondness with which he tells her “Jack smiled at me, and told me I’d take the third leg, she had the last and she wasn’t giving it up for anyone. And that was that.”

(and a little more because i love this fic even as i pull my hair out)

Noah and Jack test in the mid 80s on the SoulCompat when they’re tested at 15, the youngest that they’re allowed to be tested in Massachusetts, and while the exact score gets them a few raised eyebrows no one is surprised that they’re incredibly compatible. The handful of doctors and psychologists who get to see the scores are intrigued, and have questions. So many questions, and half of them seem to be about their third– who they haven’t even met yet. As repetitive as the ones about his exchange with Jack and the relationship between them since the exchange can be, Noah honestly prefers them. At least he has an answer for these questions.

[fantasytigeress]

Rules: tag 10 followers you want to get to know better

Tagged by @zoegts Thanks, Love! I’m going to try to keep these DB related

Do you have any nicknames? Not really, sometimes friends will call me Rach instead of Rachel. Other than that, just when people call me Tigeress online (and who wouldn’t love that?)

How old are you: 25

Star sign: Pisces

Who is your fave fictional character? Oh c’mon, you can’t make me choose just one, I love so many characters equally... Okay, lets pick Raditz this time

Where are you from: Indiana in the United States

Who were your first childhood crushes? Goku, Yamcha, Steve Irwin, Rei/Sailor Mars (Sorry, I had to defer from DB a bit here)

Name 3 OTP’s: Only three, why do this to me?! Okay, Raditz X Vegeta of course, Goku x Vegeta is a classic, and Vegeta X 18 because I haven’t given it enough love lately. (Oops they’re all Vegeta ships... THIS IS WHY I CAN’T NARROW IT DOWN TO THREE, I HAVE SOOO MANY OTPS AND I LOVE THEM ALL) *sobbing* T.T

4 characters you have a crush on: Only 4? Dang. Android 18 [my fictional wife], Yamcha [precious cinnamon bun], Raditz [let me brush that mane for days], @frauleinpflaume‘s Rage [Hellooo mama... Sorry, dear, I just love her so much!] Why only four? T.T

Have you ever talked to anyone on tumblr that you could see yourself dating/ having sex with?: Sex isn’t entirely my thing, but dating? Heck yeah, I’ve met a few people that are really fun and cute ♥

Where is the furthest you have been from home?: Pft, the next town over. i don’t travel much...

Whats the longest you’ve ever been in a fandom? First fandom I ever got into was Yu Yu Hakusho, so I guess that one? I’ve participated in and out of some fandoms before, but my love for them never died. YYH is still one of my favorite shows ever, it’s right up there with DragonBall.  I’ve seen a lot of people doing this one, not sure who to tag. By all means, please do it if you want, I’d love to get to know you guys more! So I guess I’m tagging @allofmyfollowers!