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scary-senpai · 2 years ago

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First at all, I wanted to thank you for the answer about Garou's parents and the links you included about your others works! It took me a while to read them all! (Life has been busy lately) 😅.

But anyway, if it is possible, I would like to ask you, what do you think of the last chapter and what awaits for the future?

Mainly with the HA and Garou possible join them?

I believe people like Amai Mask would take it pretty badly considering he wanted to go straight for the kill and if Garou ends up as a S class hero, it would just add salt in the wound.

I think many of the C, B and A heroes would quit immediately, but the fact that Garou did not fight all the S class heroes gives a little ray of hope of being accepted (or at least tolerated) more easily.

Not that they would welcome him with open arms or something, but not having to apologize to them in particular could help.

(I sure hope as hell that Bang would not make Garou apologize to the ones who hitted him back then, they lost their right to an apology after that).

And also, I know I mentioned this before, but have you noticed that there have been more people trying to prove the 0.01 % chance of the theory of "Blast is future Garou" after the last chapter? They are a lot of memes about it!

The thing that caught my attention about this the most, and the Neo heroes arc, it is if there would be any interactions between Garou and Blue.

That would be very interesting...

Those 2 right now, represent everything their ideas oppose, with Garou being a "former criminal" and Blue being the "leader" of a lot more corrupted organization who believes they have any right to turn whoever they seem fit into cyborgs (pretty sure that in the webcomic they tried to capture Garou for that porpuse).

And in the 0.01% chance of Blast being actually Garou in the future, that would be mean that Blue would meet his dad when he was a kid like himself and, don't know, understand him better perhaps?

So? What do you think of this?

Gaah—oh my goodness. If you read all my stuff, you are legally entitled to my hand in marriage, and/or a bowl of soup <3 (But you're under no obligation! I reblog/link stuff hoping that somebody will read them, but never anyone in particular.)

Anyway, thank you so much for writing, Cherished Tumblr Compadre. I’ve been thinking a lot about the last chapter! I could literally meta for days about all the red flags happening in the Hero Association right now, but I’ll try not to indulge in too many tangents. I already vented a bit about the hiring process, the apparent lack of background checks, and Sitch’s consistent failure to communicate.

Going back to your ask, though, there’s a technical term for many of the snide interpersonal interactions we see at the HA, and that’s workplace bullying. Even if he’d come in under the best of circumstances (fresh from the dojo, no hero hunt and no criminal record), Garou would certainly get shit from somebody and suffer from the utter cliquey-ness of the place. For an organization focused on Justice, they can be patently unfair--as Garou knows from his convo with Death Gatling. (And Bang knows this, too, because we’ve seen him comment on his colleagues behavior—although he doesn’t really address it directly).

Anyway, my Overly Sad Headcanon / Depressing Meta is that Bang, well aware of Garou's childhood angst, is doing his own crude version of Exposure Therapy and in hopes that Garou will learn to rise above conflict, and to play nicely even when folks actively antagonize him. I think I prefer that to my other depressing meta, which is that Bang has yet to see Garou for Garou, and instead simply imagines his protégé as a younger version of himself.

In any case, I’m curious why Bang resigned immediately, as opposed to reducing his schedule and/or taking personal leave as he supports Garou’s transition, and then returning together with him—it almost feels like there were ultimatums involved. I think Bang’s presence will be crucial for Garou’s success at the HA—not only so that Garou feels like he’s got somebody in his corner, but so that the other employees feel more comfortable, because Garou’s always hanging around a chaperone. I love Garou, but he has the potential to be very dangerous in response to a perceived threat. Additionally, he’s put a lot of effort into making himself seem scary and that will come back to bite him in the ass, even among people he has not actively battered. Fear/anxiety responses are not something we can so easily override, but that’s a CogPsych digression for another day. I am still triggered by a current client that reminds me of my emotionally abusive ex-boss, even though it’s been several years since I left that job and I was never in physical danger.

OPM feels like it was written by someone who understands behavioral economics / organizational psych very well and/or is quite familiar with how Kafka-esque managing a company (particularly a nonprofit) can get…or someone that knows very little and has somehow gotten lucky and lampooned all the right things. Catbert would be proud.

So, I am not endorsing this approach, but here’s a real thing that happens at companies: getting people to quit is sometimes a deliberate gambit, even a strategy. Sitch (or another executive) might have done the math and decided, "yes, I one solid S-Class hero adds more value than 100 B/C class heroes. Let’s make that sacrifice.”

Ideally you would work hard to make all your staff comfortable, but that isn't always possible, and some companies can’t be bothered. Unhappy / anxious employees are unproductive employees. In that case, Upper management might well say, "if you don't like the direction we are taking, then by all means--please, go with God. And also, you’re not worth the headache.” And we have seen upper management get very, very ruthless about strategy. And besides, not everybody can just up and leave a job. It probably helps that the HA is the only game in town, at least for now

I spend a lot of time thinking about the economy in the OPM-verse—it can’t be good. In a world --where your entire commercial district might be flattened under a giant monster corpse at a moment’s notice, or your public transit / highway system becomes suddenly FUBAR due to yet another monster-induced catastrophe, Hero work would probably be a comparatively stable career.

Anyway, @gofancyninjaworld used the analogy that "the Hero Association hiring Garou now is like opening up a marriage after your spouse has cheated," but I'd go one step further and say, "it's like opening up a marriage because your spouse has been cheating chronically for years." There are many things that will likely come to light because of Garou--lack of transparency, lack of supervision/oversight, unequal treatment. Nothing that’s Garou’s fault, but Garou’s presence will likely crack already faulty foundations.

Speaking of which:

I know this arc been a journey for everyone, mostly ending in positive changes, and this includes Waganma's dad, Narinki. He probably has an improved opinion of heroes now.

But if one high-ranking executive thinks like this, others likely share this perspective--because if they didn't, then Narinki probably wouldn't be there in the first place. My old company was not the healthiest or most cohesive work environment, but if anybody ever implied the front line workers weren't earning their keep, even on an “easy” shift, they would be immediately and mercilessly eviscerated by the rest of the office staff (many of whom had been front line workers previously). We didn’t always see eye to eye, but we agreed that the frontline workers should be making as much money as we could possibly afford to pay them, all of the goddamn time.

Speaking of which. The HA could stand to have some heroes on their executive board, if they don’t already. Most successful orgs try to diversify their leadership with current/former employees, and (usually if they are a service oriented nonprofit) from the populations they support. You don’t have to be a wealthy businessman in a suit to serve on leadership committee—but it does get frustratingly insular sometimes.

In that sense, maybe the HA does need someone like Garou, who can see through PR bluster and speak truth to bullshit power. He just needs to sharpen his diplomacy skills.

Speaking of diplomacy, it seems like Garou is certainly primed for conflict with Amai Mask. On the other hand, I like to think that Garou is also uniquely positioned to understand Amai, perhaps moreso than any other character. Garou knows the anger and fear that comes with being a monster, and (if he does join up with the HA) the crushing pressure to uphold a positive image in spite of whatever storm is roiling inside you. Amai externalizes his pain and sadness on to other people. That was Garou’s downfall, too.

I do have this bittersweet headcanon where Garou figures out Amai’s identity and his mind is absolutely blown, because, well...

Garou, pacing frantically: If you're a hero but you're actually a monster then... that means... you aren't actually popular you're... oh, wow. [[Garou abruptly stops pacing and makes eye contact with Amai]] That sounds really fucking hard, actually.

Amai, coolly: I’d certainly say so.

Garou, pacing again, and biting his nails: See, ever since I was a kid I've always rooted for the monster. but I don't know if it was actually about the monster...now that I think about it, and I’ve finally met some monsters, I’m starting to think that it might have been about the rooting for underdog, you know?

Amai: I’ve never been one for cartoons.

Garou: and... you're kinda the underdog here... so... I think I might, uh... I might... be a fan? I mean, I might be your fan--

Amai, smiling slightly: that is quite kind of you to say.

Garou, practically tearing out his own hair: --possibly your biggest fan--

Amai, magnanimously: I suppose it’s no surprise that you’d come around eventually--

Garou, cutting him off: --but I absolutely hate your music...and literally everything else about you.

Amai: ...

Garou: like, I’m on your side, but I don’t wanna be in the same room as you, you know?

Amai, sighing: you really ought to quit while you’re ahead.

“I’m on your side, but also I don’t want to be in the same room as you,” is probably something Garou hears a lot, bless him.

OPM has this almost-but-not-quite hopeful motif that “the best possible outcome arises when the absolute worst thing occurs,” and if I had to guess, I’d say that’s how Garou’s story will go—in many ways, he’s been through more than anybody else and in that sense he has the most potential to help everybody else.

Now, you mentioned apologies. I would say that (in most cases) everyone deserves an apology, but nobody’s entitled to forgiveness. Those are two very different things.

It is my (probably unpopular) opinion that forgiveness is something you do for you, as a way of moving on--it is not necessarily for the benefit of the person apologizing, especially in extreme cases like this, Sometimes forgiveness means setting boundaries. Someone once described forgiveness as “take a boltcutter to the chains of an unpleasant experience so that it no longer has power over you.” When it comes to some people I’ve forgiven, like my former employer or an abusive ex, I honestly prefer not to think of them. In other cases—like forgiving my loved ones for things they’ve done (usually unintentionally)—it’s the mistake that we’ve agreed to move away from, not each other, and we mutually agree on the work it will take (and consistent behavioral changes we need to see) in order to repair / strengthen our relationship after a misstep. It really, really depends on the scenario, and the people involved, and what your goals are. Healing alone takes work, and healing together with somebody else usually takes twice as much effort (if not more, tbh)

Someone can sincerely accept Garou’s apology, and hope that he turns his life around, and also never want to see him again (or work for the same employer). None of those things are mutually exclusive, nor are they wrong.

I think Garou’s preliminary (and most daunting) challenge will be to forgive himself for his past actions. Until he accomplishes that, he can’t fully conceptualize what makes a heartfelt apology.

We never actually saw Garou apologize for dining and dashing, for example--instead, he notably rambled off on a tangent, justifying previous crimes. It’s funny and sweet and a little troublesome. But I think we can guess where it comes from... Garou does not often see people apologizing to him.

Garou’s temper and incorruptible stubborn streak are why I doubt he’s actually Blast—although admittedly I’m having some fun imagining that theory. But Blast works on a team. Blast is level-headed. He’s a straight-shooter and a clear communicator, even under pressure...and these are all qualities that Garou does not fully embody right now. He might have demonstrated a talent for teamwork, but he won’t admit to it. He helps Sai to focus enough to time travel, but those are memories he can no longer access. I do hope he finds them again. Anyway, the potential is certainly there, and i believe that Garou could (in time) cultivate these qualities and ultimately excel at them…but honestly I don’t see anyone around him to guide him, or even to model this behavior. If anything, I think Garou will end up enlightening Bang more than Bang could ever hope to enlighten Garou.

I think it’s interesting to consider how Garou and Blue might interact, if the “Garou is Blast” theory comes true. I feel like it would probably be... traumatic for the both of them, honestly.

Think about it: Garou hasn’t quite figured out his own childhood and already he’s tasked with being an adult. I mean, wow, can you imagine the pressure?!? “Bang is like 100 years old and he’s still not ready to be a father,” Garou probably thinks to himself but lovingly, and with great affection for his mentor. “So what the fuck am I supposed to do?!?”

If Blue is Garou’s son, I hope Garou discovers this quickly , because Garou it seems like he would feel... immense regret and sadness for failing to be a fully present parent. Even if he’s still just a kid himself and the whole situation is patently absurd, he might end up chastising himself for not being a good father even though he had no way of knowing he was actually supposed to be one.

Thinking about this from Blue’s perspective? I imagine it would be very hard for him also. Again, I haven’t read most of the wc, but Blue more mature than Current Garou. Current Garou is someone who is really in need of a parental figure right now (honestly he needs multiple mentors and/or parental figures, partly because he needs so much support and partly because he needs to regain trust / feel safe around other adults). So, in that sense maybe he’d be better off hanging around another kid? It’s really hard to tell. Garou’s kind of a wild card.

Garou is also emotionally immature, which tends to exacerbate any existing interpersonal struggle. We’ve seen how he handles emotional closeness--he runs away, and challenges people to find him. Like most teenagers, he lashes out to test boundaries. He can’t even tell Bang, “I missed you, and I’m glad you’re here.” He just says “took you long enough, you old windbag!” And Bang doesn’t seem to want to use his words either. Garou struggles to keep his anger under control. He seems to feel a little bit awkward and anxious in social situations, unless he’s masking or performing in some capacity. Even a friendly conversation with his most trusted person hit some rough patches… so imagine him navigating such an unusual one?

Your idea that the Neoheroes wanted to turn Garou into a cyborg is a really good one! I hadn’t considered that, but it makes a lot of sense.

So as we know, Neo-heroes are into extreme body modification. That seems like it would make them the obvious baddies. But, as we learned in Ch 167.5, there are some folks at the HA pushing for a similar approach:

The higher-ups want me to try drugs, body modifications, whatever it takes!

And the heroes are questioning my awareness of human rights and threatening me with lawsuits!

I suppose Gobrich means to say that the employees are threatening to sue the company, which is, again, an inadvisable tactic, but not an uncommon one: some companies decide the cost of getting sued is worth the overall benefit they’d see from a particular strategy. Also, winning a lawsuit is often more about weasel-wording and the evidence/strength of a case than actual reality… and that’s assuming you have the resources to follow through with a lawsuit, which not everyone does. I would not want to go toe-to-toe with an entity like the HA, I’ll tell you that much.

Scarily enough, this Gobrich situation is not an uncommon scenario IRL, either--sometimes it’s just one rational person in the right position that’s able to hold back an unfair, inhumane, or otherwise detrimental change.

Right now, the HA is pretty much the only game in town. Normally, that’s a bad thing--folks that want to work as career heroes don’t seem to have options when it comes to employers, which would give the HA more leverage over its employees, perpetuating things like unfair (or downright unjust) treatment. In this case, though, there’s an unintentional upside: while there isn’t a consensus about how to improve the current roster of heroes, there are at least some forces (or just individuals, like Gobrich) putting a kibosh on more extreme techniques, like body modification--at least, for now.

What that means is, though, there might not be a mass exodus of “Heroes that Don’t Like Garou” -- there might also be a second wave of extremists jumping ship to work/play mad scientist for a less morally conservative organization. The latter example is much more scary to me. :-/

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hunterxassasin · 5 years ago

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Dark Cupid pt 2

Here's the second part! Debating on making a little epilogue piece involving Master Fu, not sure yet, especially since there doesn't seem to be much interest in this oof

Here we go!

In a moment of pure panic Plagg managed to tug the ring off of Kim's finger while he was listening to whatever Hawkmoth was telling him.

The black kwami phased through the wall, eyes wide. It was obvious he was distressed. Kim.being akumatized was not a good thing at all. He was the black cat for crying out loud! Crimson Bliss needed him, especially since she was practically useless on her own.

Thinking about it, he quickly remembered that there was one another hero in town, someone who had a permanent miraculous, someone who just happened to be running down the hallway trying to find Kim.

With a heavy sigh, Plagg flew after him, only glancing behind him once when he heard a loud crash, like glass shattering. Dark Cupid was on the move, and it was now or never if he was going to give Chien Renard a crash course in kwami fusion.

Plagg hissed when Adrien ducked behind a corner, quickly following him. "Excuse me, but could you stop running for a minute it's kind of important" Plagg drawled, a smirk growing on his face as Adrien stopped mid transformation phrase.

"What the-" Adrien trailed off, blinking as Plagg held out the ring to him. He glanced at Trixx, and the orange kwami giggle, putting a paw to her face.

"Oh my! It looks like you'll be playing double the hero today, kit." She ran her paws through her tail, nodding her head as Adrien took the ring. "Go on, he only bites when he's hungry."

Plagg shot Trixx a glare, but said nothing more to her. "I'm Plagg, the black cat kwami. Hēisè Panthère isn't available right now and Crimson Bliss isn't going to be able to fend off this Akuma without his power." The quick, flimsy explanation was thankfully enough for Adrien to slip on the ring, changing it into a silver one that matched the chain around his neck.

"Just say your usual transformation phrase, and then 'Trixx, Plagg, unify!' And you'll be good to go." It was the quickest explanation be could give, made even faster due to the screams that could be heard from the other end of the school.

Adrien gave a determined nod, taking a deep breath. "Trixx, let's pounce!" He called his transformation to him, Plagg watching as the boy became Chien Renard. "Trixx, Plagg, unify!"

As soon as his new transformation finished, Noir Renard was dashing through the corridor, following the echoing voices of Crimson Bliss and Dark Cupid.

He skidded to a halt outside once he spotted his partner. "It took you long enough to get here Chien Renard!" Crimson Bliss shouted, without even glancing at him.

"Sorry, I got a little held up, what's the status, have you found where the Akumatized object is?"

Crimson snorted, pointing up at Dark Cupid, who was shooting random civilians with his arrows. "It's that disgusting looking pin that's keeping his arrow holder thingy on his back." She looked over at Renard, eyes widening. He looked different. The black on his suit was more prominent and his eyes were a much darker shade of green, along with the whites of his eyes which were now green. "What the hell?"

Renard shook his head. "It's Noir Renard, Blissy, and I'll explain later." He looked back up at Dark Cupid, who's attention was now on a girl with dark hair.

"How dare you stand by and watch me humiliate myself, Marinette! This is all your fault!" Dark Cupid cried out, notching his arrow into the bow.

"You try and distract him, I'm going to help that girl!" He called, not paying any attention to Crimson as she rolled her eyes but went ahead with the plan anyway. Renard quickly scooped Marinette, holding her close to his chest.

"Are you alright?" He asked, setting her down in a secluded part of the school.

"I'm fine, but Kim. . .he's not. I need to help him." Determination laced her voice, but she was held back by one of Renard's hands.

"You can't, it's too dangerous. Crimson Bliss and I will help your friend. For now, you just stay here, out of danger."

With those words he sped off, and idea in his head.

---

Marinette groaned as Noir Renard left her alone. Seriously? She could help! She wasn't useless just because she didn't have super powers. In fact, she was pretty sure Crimson Bliss was useless, even with super powers so that had to say something.

The girl paced back and forth, when suddenly an idea struck her. She raced back into the classroom and threw open the discarded box of candy apples that had been tossed around in the fray.

Marinette grabbed a few of them, running back towards the battle that was going on in front of the school.

Once she reached the two superheroes again, she had to dodge out of the way of a stray arrow Dark Cupid had launched. "Renard!" She called, causing the hero to stop mid-flute playing.

He looked distressed at the sight of her, but said nothing as he swiftly approached. "I told you to stay put!"

"I know but I had an idea." Marinette held out the candy apples to him, and instantly he remembered his own idea. "All we need to do is get his hands sticky and then he can't shoot arrows anymore."

Noir Renard grinned, nodding his head."Great minds think alike, we had the same idea. I was just going to send Crimson to get some of those." He took the apples out of her hands, pointing back towards the school. "Thank you, Marinette. But I need you to go hide. This Akuma seems to be after you, and I don't want a civilian hurt."

He spun away, dashing over to Crimson Bliss, who was currently trying to figure out why her lucky charm had given her a rock of all things.

"It's not that hard, Crim, here's the plan. . . ."

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Marinette hid herself in a corner, one where she was still able to see the battle unfolding before her. It wasn't the best vantage point, but it would have to do for now.

Noir Renard drew Dark Cupid's attention to him, giving Crimson Bliss a chance to get closer to the Akuma. He tossed one of the candy apples at him, which Dark Cupid caught. The Akuma snorted and tried shaking it off of his hand, but it was to no avail.

With a growl, he flew towards the fountain, dipping his hands in it. "NOW CRIM!" Renard called, and Crimson ran forward, but Renard's warning had been heard by Dark Cupid as well.

He spun around, and slammed his fist into the side of Crimson's head, causing her to fall into the fountain. "Nice try, lovebug, but you're little fox over there doesn't seem to know what subtly is." He grabbed his bow and notched an arrow, aiming at the superheroine who was currently trying to fix her hair.

However, when Dark Cupid tries to let the arrow fly, his hand was stuck once again. With a glance behind him, he figured out why. Noir Renard was standing behind him, a cheeky grin in the heros face as he held up a candy apple.

The Akuma lunged for Renard, but he was on the defensive. "Chataclysm!" He called, shoving his hand forward to the heart shaped pin.

It crumbled to the ground, releasing a purple and black butterfly.

Crimson Bliss hurried over once she saw it had been released and swiped it into her yoyo. "It's time to de-evilize!" She called, releasing the newly purified white butterfly. With a heavy breath, Crimson turned her attention to Noir Renard.

The two high fived each other, grins on their faces. "Another job well done I'd say. But you should probably use the miraculous cure. I'll help the victim get back to school." Crimson gave a nod at his words, throwing the rock up into the air.

"Miraculous Bliss!"

Ladybugs swarmed the area, fixing all the damage caused by Dark Cupid. Noir Renard smiled, nodding his head. "Trixx, Plagg, divide!" He was soon back to being just regular old Chien Renard, Plagg floating next to him.

Renard handed the ring over. "Thanks for your help Plagg, I hope you can get the ring back to Hēisè safely."

"I'm sure I will, take care, kid." Plagg flew off, glancing back as Chien Renard helped Kim off the ground. He quickly made his way back to the classroom and into Kim's bag, settling down for a well deserved nap.

---

"Here, let me help you up." Renard offered his hand out to Kim, who gratefully took it.

"You go to school there, right?" He asked, pointing to the building looming ahead of them.

"Ya. . .but I'm not sure they'll want m-"

He was cut off by someone running into him.

Marinette slammed her fists against Kim's chest, pressing her forehead against him. "Lê Chiến Kim, You're an idiot!" She looked up at him, tears welling up in her bluebell eyes.

Kim rubbed the back of his neck, looking a bit more than taken aback. After what happened, he wouldn't have ever thought Marinette would be the one to come to him after all this. "I'm sorry Mari. . ." He mumbled, holding her tightly to his chest.

Renard gave them a soft smile, and nodded at Kim as his necklace beeped. "I'll leave you to it." He bounced off, disappearing someone to detransform.

Marinette let Kim hold her for a while before pulling away, fury and disappointment lacing her eyes. "I can't believe you! You knew exactly what was going to happen, I'm sure Max even told you multiple times that 'the probability of Chooé saying yes is a 0.01 percent chance' and yet you still did it" She stamped her foot, looking up at the boy in front of her.

"You're so stupid! You got yourself akumatized over Chloé of all people!"

"Mari I-"

"Oh don't 'Mari' me, you did this to yourself. I can't believe you'd try to date someone like Chloé, after what she did to me, after what she did to you!"

"I didn't get akumatized because of Chloé I got akumatized because of how I feel about YOU, Marinette!" Anger laced his voice, his fists balling up at his sides. "The fact that you didn't say anything to me before or after I talked to Chloé, if you're that upset by me being akumatized why didn't you run after me when I left the room?!" His breathing was heavy, but he looked like someone had just beaten him up.

"I just thought that maybe if you saw me moving on you'd realize you made a mistake. . .or that I was trying to be better for you. But I guess that didn't work."

Marinette blinked, shaking her head. "Kim. . .I know you're trying to be better, you haven't fought with anyone in the class in what, 2 months? But that doesn't mean I'm ready to get back together, or that you should try and make me jealous by dating Chloé of all people!"

The two fell silent, not looking at each other. Marinette finally spoke up again, after what seemed like an eternity of silence.

"Come on, let's go back to class."

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vaxreed · 6 years ago

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Hankvin week day 1

Reverse Au + First Kiss

|ao3 link| At first, the two of them were merely indifferent to one another. GV200 had been there longer, donated to the station from a wealthy family who used him as a part of a private police force they owned. They upgraded and found no use for him any longer, but in a moment of philanthropy, donated GV200 to the DPD. The scar across the bridge of his nose was proof enough of his use and experience, but it didn't do anything for his people skills.

HK800 was a state-of-the-art model, not created in the way typical androids were made. He had grizzled features that gave him a fatherly appeal and set people at easy. He was made for social interaction, and detective work and in that regard vastly superior GV200.

However, Hank never made him feel that way. Hank always made him feel like he was more than just an outdated model that had been tossed aside. Hank always seemed to listen for whatever ‘wisdom’ Gavin provided. Gavin always felt the need to prove himself, Hank let him and would rein him in when he got too ahead of himself.

Their first meeting and mission had been less than pleasant. Gavin had gotten into a fight with Hank. Caught the other android staring for 0.01 seconds longer than he deemed necessary.

“The fuck you lookin’ at, you old fuck?” he had bit out at him.

Hank replied the way he was programmed to.

“If anyone’s the ‘old fuck’ it’s you, model GV200.” The number itself a grim reminder of his age.

Gavin threw the first punch of course. He was threatened to be dismantled if he had done it again. He couldn’t read Hank’s expression after that.

Hank was the only one who understood him. Eventually, the two got closer. He would spot him in the breakroom making coffee for his human partner alongside him. It was hard not to notice the perpetually calculating eyes. Hank had apologized for his behavior and Gavin told him to stop being such a kiss ass that it was over with.

Things had gotten better after that. They would get the coffee for their partners at the same time and would often have conversations that exceeded more than small talk.

There was a rivalry of course, but nothing malicious, just something that resembled something akin to coworkers, or even friends. There were moments of deviancy that would glint in their eyes when it came to the rush of competing. They made each other feel alive.

Gavin would feel the creak of his artificial bones when chasing a perp. An old injury that never quite got fixed. A rattle deep in the metal of his bones as he chased anyone, sometimes it made him feel like he was falling apart. Hank was much faster than he always be faster than he was. He was better with people. Closer with his partner. He didn’t know what it was inside him, but seeing Hank being better than him angered him. Not that he was succeeding at his function, but that if Gavin couldn’t keep up, he would be replaced, and he would never see Hank or his partner again. It left him feeling hallow inside. He didn’t like it. He wasn’t supposed to feel this way. Too deviant. Too human.

Maybe it was better to not let Hank close. It was hard when the man was constantly with him. It started out by just not acknowledging him. He would make his partner’s coffee earlier than Hank did in order to avoid bumping into him. He knew Hank knew what he was doing, he could see the shine of sadness from behind those blue artificial eyes. Gavin tried not staring into them for long fear he would get lost in them. The guilt tugged more with each tactic used to push away with cruel words and bitter looks.

Their partners had headed home for the day, their duties weighing heavily on their shoulders, desperately needing some rest. Now, they were alone, without their partners as a buffer. They didn't need to speak, but they had been so ingrained with human mannerism it was strange not to. The night would drag on with the occasional perp walking into the station with some beat cops as escorts.

‘Meet me in the closet of the evidence locker in 5 minutes’ a message had been sent to Gavin at 1:05 A.M. It had surprised him to say the least.

Gavin flicked his eyes up from his terminal to look at Hank, whose eyes were still stuck on his screen. Gavin wondered what that was about, a blue arrow and 'SOFTWARE INSTABILITY' flickered in his peripheral vision with feelings that came attached to the message.

After a moment, Hank got up, without giving Gavin so much as a courteous glance and headed towards the evidence locker room. Gavin went back to staring at the now organized files on his terminal.

2 minutes and 15 seconds left until he was supposed to meet Hank in the evidence room locker. Gavin slowly started getting up, he could hear the creaking of the metal rods inside of his body, trying to ignore the feeling of insecurity he shouldn't be feeling. He shouldn't care. Once he was no longer useful, he would be disposed of and replaced, that's how it was supposed to be...Wasn't it?

People paid him little mind. Just another mindless machine off to do some boring tedious work that humans shouldn't bother themselves with. His mind went through approximately 420 multiple possibilities as to why Hank would want to see him in the evidence locker. Alone.

They had little privacy at the station, their charging stations were in full view as it was located in the middle of the station. Anything with a level of secrecy needed to be discussed in the closet of the evidence locker. Whatever it was, it must have been important. Another message of 'SOFTWARE INSTABILITY' appeared in the corner of his vision.

He sped up his pace as the timer counted down closer to the agreed time. He entered the evidence locker and quickly located the closet. He turned the knob and found Hank standing there in the middle of the room, the dim light making him seem older than his model should look. Gavin fully came in and made sure to lock the door behind him.

He crossed his arms over his chest, and his head cocked to the side, a human mannerism he had picked up that was now second nature.

"What's with the sudden super-secret meeting, old timer?" he bit out, a smirk tugs on the corner of his mouth at the name, ironically used since Gavin was older than he was by a year.

Hank's serious expression turn into one of a twinge of indifference, but his eyes shone with hurt. It made Gavin thirium pump stagger. He should really get that checked out, but his diagnostics check didn’t notice anything out of the ordinary. He shouldn’t be feeling this type of way over an expression for someone who should mean nothing to him.

"It's not something I can put into words." Hank rolls up his sleeve and removes the skin from his arm revealed pearly white plastic.

Gavin looks at the other man wearily. Hesitant, yet Hank comes in closer and Gavin follows suite. Hank takes hand into his, fingers interlacing with one another. His thorium pump staggers again.

All of Hank's memories, thoughts on work, Connor, Nines, people he's met and lastly...Gavin. Every piece of information about Hank. In turn, Hank now knew everything Gavin did. His face saddened.

“Is that why you’ve been like this? Because you think they’re going to dispose of you again?”

“Shut up this isn’t about me!” he had said defensively.

“I wouldn’t let them. I wouldn’t let them take you.” he assured with a tone that he hadn’t heard in his voice before.

“You couldn’t do a damn thing about it.”

Hank revealed something else to Gavin with another surge of information streaming into the older model.

Gavin's eyes snapped open, his grip tightening instinctively, "You're a... deviant." he realizes he's holding Hank's hand with excessive force and loosens his grip. He doesn't want to let go.

"Yeah."

Gavin flipped through the memories again. Each one feeling everything Hank could. He could feel his hurt each time Gavin said something cruel. He could feel warmth each time he saw the corners of his mouth curl into a satisfied smirk. He would feel a deep pit of jealousy when he watched he own back walk away with Nines.

"Because of me?" Gavin tried to gather all the information.

All Hank can hear is crashing and shouting. Connor hadn't arrived yet, but Nines and Gavin were the first on the scene. Hank wasn't issued a gun, and was told to stay back, but he couldn't. Something was telling him to go. He did. Running up the stairs he hid behind a wall keeping an eye on the scene. Their perp with a gun pointed at Richard, Gavin standing a few feet away from him scanning the scene.

Hank couldn't do anything. He was too far to take the gun or even sacrifice himself. The man was speaking in loud bursts, angering himself as Nines tried to calm him down. It didn't work. The man raised the gun and squeezed his eyes shut along with pulling the trigger. Hank took this chance to tackle the man to the ground, hoping, yet knowing he was too late.

He turned to Nines expecting to see Gavin by his side aiding him. But all he saw was the once white wall splattered with blue.

Nines was crouched over his partner, the wires in his chest exposed as the bullet had shot clean through him hitting a main thirium tube. The floor had puddles of thirium, Gavin clasping onto Nines' hand, the man looking calm, but the facade clearly close to breaking. Hank saw the look they gave each other. Emotion. Their eyes were both full of emotion. Gavin had never looked at him like that before. He had never seen Detective Richard this frazzled about anything either. Something broke inside of him.

*^DEVIANT^*

"Step aside, Detective. We need to get him to a Cyberlife facility." with more hostility in his voice than

Richard looked up at him, his mask coming back into that of professional steel gaze, caught in his moment of vulnerability.

"Of course, no, I can take him, you stay with the perpetrator." Nines had directed.

"I think it best you do. I will transfer some of my own thirum to keep him activated enough to get to the Cyberlife facility." it was a lie, Gavin would be fine, Hank just wanted to be there for him.

"Whatever you think is best, I'll tell my brother when he gets here."

"Thank you, Detective."

Gavin replayed through memories, through the emotions. He couldn't understand them....but he felt them. He moved his free hand to cup Hank's cheek, the android's eyes widened at the sudden touch, his LED flickering yellow. He had remembered that. He knew his partner had a 12% chance of living from such a wound. It was a risk he couldn’t take. They had also gotten off on a rough start but the two had become very real friend. Nines was his first friend. But just a friend.

They peered into each other’s eyes just for the sake of just wanting to look at each other. Gavin couldn't take it anymore and pulled Hank into a kiss. Neither of them had done it before, they only had the knowledge they had from the internet and seeing it done in person.

It was awkward, and uncoordinated and perfect in every conceivable way.

They didn’t need air but felt the need to restrain themselves. Gavin’s lips were slightly puffy, and his cheeks tinted a light blue. Their skin of their hand’s still exposed in a shiny white plastic.

They didn’t say anything for a long time but pressed their foreheads together and smiled.

#hankvin #hankvinweek #hank anderson #gavin reed #ficlet #my shit #this shit was hella rushed #and plot is everywhere #i'm sorry i just wanted to make something

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silhouetted-beauty · 7 years ago

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“My Best Friend’s Brother”

Genre: Smut with a bit of Fluff and 0.01% Angst (I think)

Word Count: 7,148

A/N: Hello my fellow readers, I hope all is well. I’ve been in the writing mood lately so while I’m working on a series, I still wanted to supply you guys with some entertainment. I’ve been thinking of this one shot for awhile now and decided to share. Lol I hope I didn’t over do it with this long ass back story. Anyways, enjoy and Happy Readings!^^

*I do not own the gif. Credit goes to rightful owner*

You knew you had fucked up the moment you had gotten involved with your best friend’s brother. That was your own undoing. The moment your young eyes glanced in his direction, you were in trouble. You were sixteen and a sophomore in high school when you first met Sooyoung and Minseok.

After losing his job, their father and mother decided to make a few cuts in the family’s lifestyle in order to survive for a few months until he found a new job, thus moving them from a private school to a public school in the middle of the year. Usually children would be scared of leaving the comfort of their friends behind to make new ones elsewhere but that didn’t apply to Sooyoung and Minseok. They fit right in with their peers as if they’d been there since the beginning.

Due to their ages, Sooyoung was place in your class while Minseok, since he was older, was a year ahead as a junior. Right away, you came to the conclusion that you liked Sooyoung. She had a funny personality and was her own person. She didn’t try to be someone she wasn’t or tried to fit in with the more popular crowd. All she needed was a few friends in her circle and you were proud to be a part of that.

When Sooyoung mentioned that she had an older brother, you didn’t think anything of it until you met him one day after school when you were at their house. The two of you were in the kitchen eating snacks when he came home with two friends in tow. Unlike his sister, Minseok quickly climbed the social ladder of popularity and had a boatload of friends. Not to mention, all the girls they use to crush over him and you could see why. He was gorgeous! You were somewhat of a deer in headlights and couldn’t take your eyes off of him. You never expected Minseok to be so handsome yet he had this alluring air about him that left you wanting to be near him. When Minseok suddenly locked eyes with you, you quickly looked away, mentally yelling at yourself for not being discreet about it. He smirked to himself before taking some of his sister’s food and leaving to go to his room with his friends. Though that interaction was brief, your heart immediately ached at the loss of his presence. You wanted him to linger a bit longer and hoped, before you walked out of that door, you’d get to see him again. That’s how your crush on Kim Minseok began.

After school, you would go over their house in hopes to see him again, although you were there to hang out with Sooyoung. Sometimes you would see him went he came home and sometimes you didn’t. Time spent with Sooyoung would turn into mindless daydreams of a relationship with Minseok. Of course you knew a guy as good looking as him would have countless girls flocking after him but you also didn’t care. You wanted to go beyond his looks to find out what kind of person he really was. You wanted to take off the mask he wore for his friends and even his family.

Your schoolgirl crush soon began to increase and spiral out of control. It was safe to say that you were beginning to fall in love with him. There were times when you ran into him in the hallways or while Sooyoung was in the bathroom and you waited in the living room, Minseok would appear and greet you before retreating to his room leaving you on cloud nine. But your suddenly affection and dreamy state didn’t go unnoticed by Sooyoung. With her attentiveness, she quickly put two and two together and confronted you about your feelings for her brother.

"You like him, don’t you?” She asked with the biggest smile on her face. Even though you both had grown closer, you weren’t ready to let her know that she was right. The last thing you needed was her teasing you about it or worse, she talks to him about it.

“WHAT?! NO WAY! I don’t like Minseok.” Your voice screeched. The look on her face told you that she didn’t believe you and you had to try a different tactic. “I don’t! I actually have a crush on his friend, Jongdae. If I ask Minseok, do you think he’d tell me if Jongdae was dating someone? He’s so cute!”

“Yeah, he really is cute.” Sooyoung agreed and you were relieved that she changed the topic from her brother to all the cute guys at the school. But as far as you were concerned, none of them could compare to Minseok.

You never told Sooyoung of your feelings for her brother for a couple reasons. One being that she would tease you mercilessly for lying to her. Two, you didn’t want to create any awkward moments between siblings. Three, you didn’t know how she would take it knowing that one night, while she was waited on you to make popcorn, you and Minseok where in the kitchen one night making out.

You were caught completely off guard when he snuck up behind you. There was a house party that night but you and Sooyoung decided to stay in and have a girl’s night at her house. After losing a game of rock, paper, scissors, you had to go down into the kitchen and make a bowl of popcorn. You were so busy watching the kernels pop in the bag that you didn’t hear him walk into the kitchen.

“So you’re staying the night, huh?” His deep voice asked causing you nearly jumped out of your skin.

You were still in shock that he was even speaking to you that your brain didn’t allow you to form a coherent sentence. Instead, you couldn’t do anything except nod your head. Minseok moved by you to grab a can of cola from the fridge. When his eyes settled on you, you could easily tell that he was a bit inebriated, possibly from drinking at the party. But then you realize that you were only dressed in flimsy shorts and a thin tank top so you turned your attention back to the popcorn and hoped you didn’t die from embarrassment.

Right as the microwave ended, you snatched the bag and quickly tried to make an exit but Minseok put his arm out to stop you. Before you knew it, he had enclosed you into the counter and you were unable to leave.

“Why do you act so scared of me, y/n.” He asked, leaning his face in to breath into your neck. Your eyes remained fixed on nothing in particular to keep from looking at him.

“I-I’m not s-scared, you... you just make me nervous.” You felt him smile into your skin as his tongue traced up to your lips.

“Don’t be nervous, I won’t hurt you. In fact, for some odd reason, I find myself thinking and dreaming about you.” He breathed. “You don’t know how hard it is for me not to storm into her room, pull you out, and take you to my room.”

Your eyes widened at his words but before you could say a word, his lips crashed against yours in a steamy kiss. You thought you had died and gone to heaven. This was the guy you had been dreaming about since you met him and he was kissing you. Though this was your first kiss, you didn’t hesitate to play with his tongue the moment it entered your mouth. A part of you was afraid that this wasn’t real, that this was all a part of your imagination but when Sooyoung called your name from her bedroom, your mind snapped back to what you were suppose to be doing.

You quickly broke away from Minseok to catch your breath. He still had you trapped in place and when you looked up at him, his dark gaze stared back. If he had to be honest with himself, he didn’t want to let you go but did anyway and watched you scurry to his sister’s room.

“Damn! What took so long?” Sooyoung questioned you as she took the bag of popcorn from your hands.

“I was just making sure it done.” You lied and immediately felt bad about it.

It’s not like Sooyoung wouldn’t be supportive, you just didn’t want her to have to choose between you or her brother. Especially after she expressed how her brother didn’t deserve to be with you, if you did like him. Sooyoung loved her brother very much and knew that he had a sweet side but until he found “the one” he was a reign of destruction on girl’s hearts. To her, Minseok was a womanizer who didn’t know how to treat women. He’d use his looks to get them to open their hearts and soon their legs, only to leave them broken hearted.

Minseok wasn’t always this way though. Once upon a time, he was a very loyal, supportive boyfriend to a girl he dated his sophomore year. He spoiled her every chance he got and to the world looking in, he was the perfect boyfriend. But it all ending the day he found out she was cheating on him with one of his best friends. Minseok had never been the same after that. He went through countless of girls the remainder of his high school years and the same could be said when he entered college. Anyone who knew him personally knew he only behaved this way because he was afraid of being hurt again. “Either them or me” became his motto and that phrase stuck with him. Even though you were aware of his selfish ways, that still never stopped you from crushing hard on him.

During school you would stare at him as he walked through the hallways, joking with friends and when you went over to Sooyoung’s house after school, you’d catch small glimpses of him as he walked from room to room. You cherished the tiny interactions you both shared but you knew, in order to protect yourself, you couldn’t get close to him. You were scared of becoming another name to check off his list and left with a broken heart. But what scared you the most was him discarding your feelings because you were friends with his sister. That he wouldn’t take you or your feelings for him serious.

You always use to think back on that night in his kitchen and wondered if he truly meant what he said. Yes it was what you wanted but, he also had alcohol in his system and probably wanted a quick lay. The thought almost crushed you but it had some truth to it. Minseok never really had a conversation with you so what was so special about you that night that made him want to kiss you? ‘Because he can sense an ‘easy girl’ a mile away.’ Your mind argued. ‘He could tell by the way you looked at him that it would be a simple task getting you to undress.’

You sighed to yourself at the possibility and tried not to let it get to you but you also couldn’t help the slight hurt you were feeling. Minseok continued to greet you when he saw you but never said more than that, not that you gave him a chance to. You’d smile and say “hi” back before walking away, leaving him standing there by himself. You knew he wasn’t looking for something serious and didn’t want to get yourself hurt by proving that fact.

~~~

The years had started to fly by and before you knew it, you had graduated high school and were now a junior at your university. You and Sooyoung still kept in contact and when you were home spending time with your family, you two would occasionally hangout. Breaks away from school, made you miss her even more especially since you both went to different colleges and you had to return without her. Since it was approaching the end of the semester before summer, you planned on spending a great deal at her parent’s house. It would be how it was when you both were in high school and the thought made you smile. There was so much you wanted to plan for the two of you now that you had the time.

When the last day of school finally came, you said goodbye to all the friends you had made throughout the year, packed your car full of your belongings, and drove for hours until you made it home. Your parents were happy to see you and so were your siblings. After unloading all your things, you went out to dinner with your family to celebrate your homecoming. Dinner was nice but what you couldn’t wait for was to spend time with your best friend. She had already sent you a text, inviting you out for the night on the town to which you had accepted. It’s been months and you couldn’t wait to see her.

When you returned home, her car was already parked outside, waiting for you. Without thinking, you jumped out of your parent’s car before it came to a complete stop and ran to Sooyoung, embracing her. She held you back just as tightly, screaming in your ear. Once the door was open, you both raced to your room so she could help you pick out an outfit for the night. You wanted to make sure you were looking good because you planned on cutting loose and going wild.

An hour later, you both stood in front of the mirror, snapping over a dozen pictures of your outfits. You said goodbye to your parents before leaving out the door and in the car heading to your first destination. Feeling really excited, you and Sooyoung danced in the entire car ride to the club, where you both spent majority of your time before going to another. You had fun dancing, drinking, and meeting new people, saving a few numbers from guys you had met throughout the course of the night.

It was around two thirty when you both made it back to Sooyoung’s parent’s house. In a fit of giggles, you both tried to muffle the noises you made and quiet sneak to her room without waking up her parents. You borrowed a shirt from her and undressed down into your panties, discussing all that happening while you were out. You guessed Sooyoung was a lot more tired than you were because the moment her head hit the pillow, her eyes closed. Before getting into bed with her, you quietly snuck out of her room and down the stairs to the kitchen to get a glass of water. Drinking nothing but liquor had left you feeling a bit parch and your mouth a little dry.

You stood in the dark, gulping down the cold liquid before refilling the glass and doing it again. When you were done, you placed the glass in the sink and headed back up stairs but along the way, you hit something warm and hard. Knowing it was a figure in the dark, you let out squeal before a hand came over your mouth in an attempt to quiet you down before you woke up the house. Scared that it might be a burglar, you continued to scream out but the hand only tightened and you were suddenly held in place.

“Y/n, calm down before wake the entire neighborhood.” A deep voice whispered in your ear. The moment your mind quickly recognized who the voice belonged to, you shut up turning around to face him.

“Minseok, is that you?” You mumbled into his palm.

“Who else would it be? The boogeyman?” You could tell by his tone that he had a smile on his face. He really found the situation funny while you were scared half to death, worried that a stranger was there to hurt you all.

“I... I just didn’t know you were home.”

“Where else would I be? I’ve been home before your semester even ended.” Once again you could detect the humor in his smug voice.

It was then; you realized that Minseok’s body was pressed against your backside. You could tell by the distinct outline of his chest that he wasn’t wearing a shirt. And like it did a long time ago, your heart quickened in your chest knowing that he was near. Feeling a slight tremble of your body, Minseok sighed and stepped away from you.

“You’ve got to be kidding me, y/n. Don’t tell me you’re still afraid of me.” He whispered.

You shook your head before realizing, he couldn’t see it. “No, I’m not scared of you, Minseok. You just surprised me, that’s all.” You thought it over before adding. “There’s nothing about you to be scared of.”

There was a pregnant pause in the room before he responded and just like a few minutes ago, he was standing behind you again. “Are you sure about that?” He whispered in your ear.

“Positive.” You stated more confidently. Your days away at college allowed you to get comfortable with the opposite sex and you could definitely say that you’ve learned a few things. The nervous little girl that he knew in high school was long gone and though he didn’t know it yet, you stood before him a more experienced woman.

“I guess we’ll just have to test that out, won’t we?”

You felt his hands along the sides of your thighs, slowly trace up, feeling on your body. Your eyes closed at the feeling and although you knew you shouldn’t, you’d allowed him to touch you. This was your high school fantasy and a part of you wanted to see if he lived up to your expectations. By now, his hands had traveled up your stomach and were now cupping your breasts through your shirt. Both of his index fingers teased your nipples until their imprint poked through the fabric. Without knowing it, you had pressed your ass against his groin, slowly grinding back on it. Minseok let out a breathily sigh, moving his hands to go under your shirt. Your stomach tightened at the feeling of his warm hands touching your bare skin. Once again, he found your nipples and this time, he rotated and massaged the small nubs between fingers. You placed your hand on top of his, following along each movement.

You couldn’t help the wetness that coated your underwear. The entire situation was thrilling because you were doing something you shouldn’t and the chance of being caught was somewhat high. Here you were, barely dressed, standing in your best friend’s parent’s kitchen letting her brother feel you up and their parent’s bedroom door was only a couple feet away.

“Shit...” you breathed out when one of his hands left your breasts and slid down into your panties. In order for him to move his hand freely, you spread your legs apart to allow him free will over your lower region. His fingers slowly rubbed your clit before sliding down to your entrance. Minseok let out a low growl, taking the flap of your ear into his mouth and nibbling on it.

“No wonder you claim you aren’t afraid of me. Is it because whenever you see me, your panties suddenly get wet? Is that it? Is this what you wanted me to do to you all along?” While he groaned into your ear, his fingers teased your pussy lips, gathering up your arousal to spread on your clit. One of your hands moved to grab his dark locks, slowly running your fingers through his silky strains. “I knew you had the hots for me, bunny. You are my bunny, aren’t you?”

Minseok’s index and middle fingers torturously rubbed your clit and you couldn’t do a thing except moan out. His other hand quickly covered your mouth, muffling your voice.

“You have to be quiet for me, bunny. Otherwise we get busted by my parents and you don’t want that, do you?” You shook your head. “Good, because it would hurt them to know that the sweet girl they’ve grown to know isn’t so innocent and I’ve come to prove that.”

Without warning, Minseok plunging two fingers into your pussy letting your lips rest against his knuckles. Your legs buckled as your muffled cries were caught in his palm. Feeling your walls contract, he slowly twisted his fingers until you had adjusted before fucking you on them. You lifted your leg in the air and your arm looped under it for support, giving him better access. Every thrust his fingers gave you, your ass would ground harder against his crotch, bringing his cock to life.

But after a few minutes, Minseok grew frustrated by your clothes, which acted as thin barriers getting in his way. You moaned a sigh of protest when his hand slipped out of your panties but your stomach soon tightened when you realized that the same hand was trying to take them off. Once your panties hit your ankles, you stepped out of them and Minseok was reaching down to retrieve them, hiding them in his sweatpants pocket.

He turned your body around and quickly attacked your lips in a heated kiss. Right away his tongue invaded your mouth, coaxing yours to join him and you were trying like hell to keep up. He was being so rugged which let you know two things. One, he wasn’t going to be like any of the other guys you’ve been with and two, you were both in for a long night.

Wanting to show Minseok that you were fully capable of handling him sexually, you broke away to kiss a trail down his neck to his chest and further down his chiseled abs. You squatted in front of him, letting your back rest against the smooth surface of the kitchen cabinet. Your hand reached up to rub his bulge, feeling how thick and heavy he was. Without waiting a second longer, you pulled down his waistband and heard the slapping sound of his cock hitting his stomach. You held him firm in your hand, bringing your face closer and although you couldn’t see how his cock looked, you relied on your other three senses to envision it.

Your tongue softly licked up the head of his penis, tasting his precum as it seeped onto your tiny taste buds. You circled the tip before enclosing your mouth around him. Wasting no time, you got to work bobbing your head back and forth, taking him deeper inside. Minseok’s hands were placed on either side of your head, controlling how much you took in and how fast. Your tongue glided along the shaft, feeling and memorizing the veins that decorated his organ. You moaned in delight, wanting to taste more but then you became eager to get him to cum. One of your hands held onto his thigh while your other hand stroked him with moderate speed.

“Shit, bunny. I didn’t think someone as quiet as you would be quite the cocksucker.” Minseok teased as a moan slipped from his lips. “Open your mouth wide for me and stick out your tongue.”

Doing as you were told, you removed your hand and use it as leverage to brace yourself for what was about to come. Holding your head still, Minseok buckled his hips forward, sinking his cock down your throat. As he groaned out, you gagged at the feeling, your eyes immediately watering. Both of you remained stilled in place for a moment until his hips slowly rocked to a steady rhythm. As he got himself off in your throat, your hand wandered between your legs to focus on relieving some of the pressure that built up. Minseok’s thrusts had increased and every so often, he’d burry himself deep in your esophagus.

You two were so caught up in lust that the sound of a toilet flushing in his parent’s room surprised the both of you. Minseok pulled out of your throat allowing you to catch your breath. He lifted you to your feet and was in the process of removing your shirt but you stopped him.

“Wait, not here.” You whispered to him. Now that someone in the house was up, you didn’t want to risk getting caught, no matter how daring you wanted to be.

Using his body, he pressed yours against the kitchen counter and leaned his face in to kiss your lips again. His hands grabbed at the back of your thighs, lifting up to wrap your legs around his waist. Minseok carried you through the house, up the stairs passed Sooyoung’s open door, and into his bedroom shutting his door behind him. Not once did the passionate kiss end but the moment you both fell onto his bed, the focus turned to undressing. He pulled the shirt over your head and tossed it to the floor while he stood to remove his pants. His hand ran up and down your folds to see if you were ready for him.

Minseok climbed onto his large mattress, pushed your legs apart, and held onto them at the knees. You both watched as he slowly eased his cock, inch by inch, into your tight pussy. You moaned out, throwing your head back at the feeling. Knowing that this was the guy you’ve been longing to fuck, only added to the intensity. Your body was hot with excitement that you were sure you would pass out if you didn’t calm your racing heart. Once the base of his cock was pressed against your lower lips, he pulled out until only the head remained and slammed up into you. You moaned out loud but quickly put your hands over your mouth to conceal the sound. Sooyoung was asleep in the next room and you definitely didn’t want to wake her. Minseok watched as your breasts jump with each thrust. He was mesmerized by the sight and couldn’t take his eyes off of you. Everything about you was just so perfect but you looked even better with his dick stuffed deep inside you.

Hitting a particular spot, you cried out to him, begging for more. Minseok slightly rotated your body and moved one of your legs so that he straddled it. He held your other leg up in the air and at this position, he felt even deeper inside of you. Whimpers escaped from your lips the moment he started bouncing you on his cock. You reached out to grab hold of his bedspread, to keep from sliding across the bed. As Minseok practically fed your body his cock, you were trying to focus on staying quiet. If you had bit down on your lip any harder, you were sure you’d draw blood. Minseok watched you struggle to stay in control, and loved every minute of it. You two looked so good together that he honestly didn’t want this moment to end. He figured that you would try to leave once you both came so he planned to stall you for as long as he needed. A couple minutes had passed and your bodies were dripping with sweat as you both chased after your orgasms. But it didn’t take you too long because within seconds you froze in place and quickly grabbed one of his pillows to mask your screams as you came. Minseok felt your muscles spazz around him and unloaded his nut inside your walls.

The room was quiet as you both remained frozen in place. The only sound that could be heard was Minseok’s heavy breathing. You moved the pillow off your face to look up at him. He flipped his hair out of his face as the light casted a shadow on his glistening abdomen. You groaned, falling back against the mattress. When Minseok finally pulled out, he did the same, lying down right next to you. Minutes had passed by and still no one said a word until you did first.

“I can’t believe I just did that.”

Minseok turned to look at you. “You make it sound like we did something bad. I don’t regret what we did.”

You sat up and sighed. “It’s not about that. I wanted to sleep with you just as bad, it’s just that I can’t believe I did this behind Sooyoung’s back.” Your conscience was eating at you over your actions but there was something you still had to know. “Hey, Minseok, do you remember that night we kissed?”

A smile suddenly spread across his face. “Of course I do.”

“When you told me that you think about me a lot, did you really mean it? And if you did, what was so special about me? I mean, you had already been with many girls, what was so special about me?”

“Hmm,” he hummed, turning his gaze towards the ceiling. “I became interested in you after the first couple days of us meeting. I thought about you all the time when I was alone. You just seemed different and natural. There were plenty of times I’ve seen you interact with Sooyoung and you just seem happy. I like women who are comfortable being themselves. It makes it easy to be around them because I know they’re genuine and sincere. But with you, I didn’t know how to approach you due to the fact that you are loyal to Sooyoung. I didn’t want you to think that I was weird or only wanted you for sex because to me, it’s much deeper than that. That night when we kiss, I was speaking truthfully but I was also acting out of jealousy.”

Your eyes widen. “Really? Jealous of what?”

“Sooyoung told me that you were interested in Jongdae. It was a surprise to me because I thought you had feelings for me. When I saw him at the party that night, I became filled with jealousy at the thought of him having a chance to be with you. So when I saw you in the kitchen, I just reacted and kissed you.”

“Minseok, I not interested in Jongdae, I never was. I just told Sooyoung that because I didn’t want her to know that I was in love with you.”

Minseok suddenly sat up and kissed you. This kiss was different from the previous ones you both shared. It was as if he was transferring his love to you. When he pulled away, he just stared into your eyes.

“Then what’s stopping us from being together?” You were the first to look away, bringing your knees up to your chest and resting your head on them.

“A couple reasons. There’s Sooyoung, who isn’t even aware of my feelings for you and I don’t want to hurt her. And then there is us. We live two different lives and even if I wanted to say yes, we both go to different universities. How would we make it work with the distances between us? I don’t want to be your ‘break from school’ girlfriend because I deserve better than that.”

All Minseok could do was nod his head. Although he was hurt by the rejection, he understood what you were saying. Until you both finished school and finally told Sooyoung the truth between the two of you, you couldn’t be together. And as much as he wanted to be with you, he would hate to see a rift in the friendship with you and his sister because of this. To get the girl of his dreams, he’d have to wait a little bit longer.

The two of you spent the remainder of the early morning, cuddling each other until you fell asleep in his arms. You awoke to his alarm going off as well as the blue lit sky of dawn. After cutting it off, Minseok continued to sleep and you used this as your chance to escape back into Sooyoung’s room. You climbed into her bed, letting your thoughts invade your mind before dozing off again.

She woke you a couple hours later to eat breakfast with her family and even though you were exhausted from your extra late night activities, you joined them. Playing the roles perfectly, you and Minseok didn’t speak one word to each other except for the simple morning greeting. Neither one of you made eye contact with each other and it stung that you had to once again hide your feelings and act as if everything was okay.

You ended up spending the next couple weeks with your family. Occasionally, spending time with Sooyoung but not spending the night at her place. It’s not like you were avoiding her but more so avoiding Minseok. After your talk with him that night, your feelings from high school came back ten times stronger. You wanted nothing more than to drive to their house confess your love for him and be with him, but the timing just wasn’t right. Secretly, you hope that you didn’t blow your chance rejecting him.

After a month had passed and when you were able to control your feelings, you began to spend time with Sooyoung at her parent’s home again. You were a bit relieved to know that Minseok was spending a couple days with friends and wouldn’t be home. It gave you a break from your thoughts to enjoy the time spent with your best friend, focusing only on her. After doing various sets of activities over the next two days, you both were exhausted and planned on doing some simple shopping the next day.

That morning, you ended up waking up earlier than you wanted to. Sooyoung was still asleep but the sun was already shining in the sky. It was a beautiful day and you didn’t want to waste a second of it. You dressed in simple sweats and went for a morning walk. By the time you returned, their parents were gone for the day and Sooyoung was still in the bed. You immediately went to pull the blanket off of her.

“Wake up, Sooyoung! I refuse to let you sleep today away. Besides, I thought we were going shopping?”

She groaned out, pulling blanket from your hands and throwing it over her head. “Give me a few more minutes. I promise... I’ll wake up... soon.”

You smiled and shook your head, undressing to join her in bed. You played on your phone a bit before you gave way to the sleep you didn’t know you needed.

“Mmm...”

You shifted a little but continued to sleep. After awhile, your lips parted and out came a heavy breath. Once again you shifted but your eyes remained closed. You moved the blanket from your upper body, feeling the sudden change in temperature. Your hips slowly began to roll; all the while your breathing began to increase. The more you were being pulled from your dream state, the more you felt it and wanted to feel more.

Your eyes suddenly shot open and you looked down at the large lump under the comforter. You bit your lip, trying to swallow back a moan as something warm and wet torturously rubbed over your clit. Your eyes shut momentarily before you open them and pulled back the remainder of the blanket to confirm your thoughts.

Dark eyes stared back as his lips wrapped around your tiny bundle of nerves sucking it into his mouth. Your head fell back and you release the moan you had been holding in.

“Fuck, Minseok. What... what are you doing?” You breathed out. He gave your pussy a few long licks before speaking.

“I’m just returning the favor from our last encounter.” He briefly licked your clit then continued. “I came home and found my bunny peacefully sleeping and wanted to give her a little surprise.”

“But Sooyoung -“

“Is in the bathroom.” He interrupted. You looked towards her bathroom door and could hear the slight sound of the shower running.

“What if she comes out?”

A sadistic smirk appeared on his face. “Then you had better cum before she does because I’m not stopping until you do.”

With that said, Minseok went back to eating your pussy, rolling his tongue in between you outer lips. While it searched around, the movement of his lips sucked anything nearby, inside his mouth. He already had you naked from the waist down, your discarded panties were somewhere around the room. Minseok looped his arms around your thighs, dragging you onto his mouth and holding you down in place. Your hands found his hair and gripped it between your fingers. It felt so good that you ground your hips against his mouth, not wanting the delicious feeling to end. Minseok’s mouth dug further into your pussy lips. His tongue circularly moving about, collecting your juices as it escaped your entrance. You couldn’t help the string of moans that flowed from your mouth and Minseok didn’t want them to stop. It was like music to his ears and gave him more motivation to make you cum.

“You make such beautiful sounds, bunny.” He teased looking up at you but you could only nod your head.

Occasionally, your mind pulled your focus to the bathroom door, making sure Sooyoung wouldn’t open it any time soon. But when two of Minseok’s fingers entered your pussy, you damn near lost it. He slowly fucked you on them while his mouth went back to playing with your clit. You cried out to him, gripping his hair tighter. The tingling sensation at the pit of your stomach was beginning to intensify. The movement of his fingers increased and so did the flicks to your clit.

“Shit!” You squealed out, grinding your pussy to his ministrations until you came.

Minseok removed his hand and cleaned you up using just his tongue, your body trembling as he licked over sensitive areas. You lied back against the bed, feeling more relaxed than before.

When he finished cleaning you up, you watched him bring his fingers that was just inside your pussy to his lips sucking off the remaining nectar. Minseok climbed onto the mattress, crawling upward until he was positioned on top of you. Right away your lips connected with his, sharing the taste of you. The kiss continued on even when you both heard the shower shut off. Minseok slid his arms around your waist, lifting you up towards his body, where your legs wrapped around him, and casually carrying you out of Sooyoung’s room and into his. He kicked his bedroom door closed and carried you into his bathroom where he turned on the shower and stepped inside. Neither one of you seemed to care that you both still had clothes on. Although you were just wearing a shirt, Minseok was fully dressed.

The kiss ended momentarily to do just that. With your back pressed against the cold tile interior, Minseok undressed first before pulling your shirt over your head. He grasped his hard cock in his hand and brought it towards your opening, slowly sliding you down on it. You both moaned out in unison as his hips started thrusting upward. You held him tight in your arms, running you hands along his wet skin and hair. Minseok kissed and sucked on your neck, making sure not to leave any marks you couldn’t explain. You realized that once again, you were crossing forbidden territory but it felt so good. You were so caught up in lust that you almost missed Sooyoung’s voice calling out to you. Minseok quickly covered your lips with his own to disguise your moans and it wasn’t long before there was a knock at his bathroom door.

“Minseok is that you in there?” Sooyoung called out. He brought his index finger up to his lips to signal you to be quiet. You nodded, letting him know that you understood.

“Yeah, it’s me. What do you want?” He answered back.

“I was just looking for y/n.” You both locked eyes, the corner of his mouth curled up into a smirk.

“I don’t know where she is.”

It was quiet and you both assumed that she walked away. Minseok returned his focus to getting you both off and began in his speed, bouncing you hard on his cock. Your head hit the wall behind you as you let your body slip into that feeling of euphoria. After cumming once already, you weren’t going to last much longer. Rotating your hips added to the pleasure and gave your clit that final contact that made you cum. Minseok had to hold you up as you fell limp in his arms. A couple thrust later, he flooded your walls with his sperm, letting a few droplets escape and evaporate into the water.

You stayed locked in his embrace until the feeling came back into your body and you made the first move. Tossing the wet hair from his face, you stared into his eyes before softly kissing his lips. Minseok finally pulled out and lowered you to the floor.

“Why did you do that especially knowing that Sooyoung was around?” You questioned him.

“Just because we can’t be with each other romantically, doesn’t mean we can’t have each other physically.”

Your pussy quivered at the idea, causing you smiled and shake your head. This situation was crazy as it is but you would just have to see how it would play out. After washing away all the traces of your love making, you left Minseok’s room and quickly dressed before going to find Sooyoung. By now, she was in the kitchen looking for something to eat and when she saw you, she gave you a disbelieving look.

“And where the hell have you been?”

Thinking quick on your toes, you answered. “Since your ass was taking forever in the shower, I went to use your parent’s bathroom.”

Sounding plausible enough, Sooyoung dropped the subject and you both talked about something else. Not too long after, Minseok appeared and stood next to you. You watched and laughed as brother and sister share a brief quarrel and while Sooyoung focus was on something else, he whispered to you.

“I hope you’re not too sore.”

You smiled, challenging his statement. “Not even close.”

“Good, because I’ve got a lot more planned for us this summer.”

Your eyes widen as you watched Minseok confidently walk away. He went to the fridge to grab a coke before disappearing out of view. You let his words marinate in your head. You didn’t know exactly what his plans entailed but all you knew was that this was going to be one hell of a long summer.

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wineanddinosaur · 5 years ago

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Orange Juice Is an All-American Cocktail Mixer With a Terrible Reputation

When Josh Gandee and Chris Manis launched Royal Fern, a chain-restaurant-themed pop-up bar, in Columbus, Ohio, in the summer of 2019, they created modern takes on the cheesy drinks of yesteryear. Cocktail options on the oversized, laminated menus included spins on the Amaretto Sour, French Martini, and Blue Hawaiian.

The Royal Fern’s riff on the Sex on the Beach, that iconic drink of the 1980s, was called the Transparent Bathing Suit. It was made with makrut-infused vodka, peach schnapps, and bitters — no orange juice.

How the mighty have fallen.

From the start of the singles bar scene in the 1960s until the late 1990s, orange juice dominated the mixed-drink game. It featured in popular classics and new cocktails created during this time. Today, of course, you’re likely to only see orange juice at a bar during brunch service, and it’s virtually nonexistent in top cocktail programs. What happened?

Early Days

Orange juice is ubiquitous in American supermarkets today but, just 100 years ago, it was fairly uncommon. But in the early 20th century, the Southern California Fruit Growers Association had more oranges than it knew what to do with, and needed a way to increase demand. By 1916 Sunkist Growers had taken out an ad in the Saturday Evening Post, encouraging people to juice their oranges. It caught on and, soon enough, juicers were in around 16,000 American homes.

That phenomenon eventually spawned the commercial orange juice industry, though with poor refrigeration methods, it was hard to just send cartons of fresh juice out into the world. And so a Florida-based cooperative started taking second-rate oranges, juicing them, and then canning then.

It was enormously successful. As of 1930, Americans drank 0.01 pounds per capita of canned OJ, compared to 18.9 pounds of fresh oranges. By 1944, however, most orange “juice” on the market was frozen canned concentrate, particularly popular among vitamin-C-seeking soldiers.

To many consumers, however, this boiled concentrate tasted like battery acid. Hardly fit for cocktails. It would take until 1948 to figure out how to essentially freeze fresh orange juice.

Still, in the meantime, orange juice started appearing as a cocktail ingredient. Harry Craddock’s 1930 “Savoy Cocktail Book” lists over 50 orange juice cocktails, including the American Beauty, Balm Cocktail, Cape Cocktail, Chorus Lady, Damn-the-Weather, and Jupiter.

Today, these are mostly unheard of and certainly unordered drinks. As is the completely ridiculous and bluntly named Orange Cocktail, comprised of a glass and a half of OJ, orange bitters, simple syrup, three glasses of gin, and a glass of French vermouth, shaken in a shaker that you are explicitly ordered to have placed on ice for 30 minutes beforehand. Meant for six people, it is completely unseen today.

In fact, only a few orange juice cocktails in the “Savoy” still pop up at bars today, and it’s hard to consider any still-ubiquitous classics. There’s the Blood and Sand, a strange mix of Scotch, sweet vermouth, Cherry Herring, and orange juice. There’s the Bronx, essentially a perfect gin Martini with added orange juice. There’s also Satan’s Whiskers, which bolsters the Bronx with the addition of Grand Marnier and orange bitters. Finally, there’s the Ward Eight, which originated in 1898 and includes rye, grenadine, lemon juice, and orange juice.

For orange juice to become the king of the mixers, the drinks had to become quite a bit more simplified.

King Orange

“A Tequila Sunrise in a chain Irish Pub was the first legal cocktail I ever had,” admits Royal Fern’s Gandee, who ordered the drink on his 21st birthday per the bartender’s recommendation. “It wasn’t great, but it stuck with me as a rite of passage.”

Invented — if such a simple drink needs to be — in 1972, when Bay Area bartenders started adding orange juice and grenadine to tequila, the red and orange ingredients give a sunrise-like look to the drink (an earlier, orange juice-free Tequila Sunrise had been created in the 1930s).

When Mick Jagger chanced upon the cocktail one night and loved it, it led to him and Keith unofficially labeling The Rolling Stones’ 1972 schedule “the cocaine and tequila sunrise tour.” In 1973, The Eagles released a song with the same name — and, by then, the Tequila Sunrise had become part of the zeitgeist, mainly on the backs of singles bars, also known as fern bars.

“During the fern bar era, you were trying to break down some barriers, and there was a new wave of clientele who wanted to go out and get lit,” Gandee says. “With its prominence as the go-to morning beverage, I feel like [orange juice] was an easy jumping-off point for individuals who were new to cocktails.”

At a certain point in the 1970s, inventing a new cocktail essentially meant just adding orange juice to a spirit and/or liqueur. The Harvey Wallbanger — vodka and Galliano plus orange juice — may have originated a decade earlier, but it became a hit around this time, too.

The popularity of these drinks was often driven by the marketing efforts of spirits companies. Smirnoff pushed hard on the Screwdriver, Jose Cuervo listed the recipe for a Tequila Sunrise on its bottles, and Galliano’s McKesson Imports Company even developed a surfer mascot to promote the Harvey Wallbanger.

“It was easy for the consumer to do the flavor math in their head,” Gandee says. “OJ and peach? That adds up. OJ and whatever flavor I equate to grenadine? Easy enough, I’ll have that.”

Yet, even as orange juice cocktails were proliferating, most people were still getting orange juice from a can. It wasn’t until the late 1980s and early 1990s when flash-pasteurized, ready-to-drink, “not from concentrate” juice hit the market. That greatly bolstered consumption of orange juice as both a breakfast drink and cocktail mixer.

So did the arrival of DeKuyper Peachtree Schnapps.

In 1984, National Distillers was trying to find a way to inject its low-proof, crystal-clear, sugary-sweet liqueur into the market. It was an era of fitness and frivolity, and people likewise liked their drinks fun and uncomplicated, favoring the sweet, creamy, and easy-drinking over the complex, nuanced, and boozy. Drinks like the Alabama Slammer, Dirty Banana, and the Grasshopper were already big hits.

Needing a way to sell its new brand of schnapps, National Distillers exec Jack Doyle and his bar owner buddy Ray Foley came up with combining Peachtree plus orange juice. They both loved it, claiming they could “smell the fuzz.” And, just like that, the Fuzzy Navel was born.

“Jack immediately bought suitcases for all his salesmen and ordered them to go around the country with bottles of Peachtree and orange juice,” Jaclyn Foley, Ray’s wife, once recalled. It was a sensation, not just bolstering orange juice’s place at the bar, but turning Peachtree into the 9th-best-selling alcohol in all of America in 1985.

By 1987, the Fuzzy Navel was the most popular drink in America. It started a boom time for orange juice cocktails — the Slow Comfortable Screw (vodka, sloe gin, Southern Comfort, and orange juice), the Ball Banger (ouzo and orange juice), and, eventually, the biggest of them all, the Sex on the Beach. The latter dominated the cocktail scene well into the 1990s, a drink any bartender in any city could make whether they were working at a buzzy nightclub, sleepy pub, or family-friendly chain restaurant.

“Probably more so then than now, every household had OJ in their fridge,” Gandee says. (In fact, three-quarters of Americans stocked it at its peak, circa 1998.) “Whether you liked it or not, it was always just available, and what’s available is approachable … approachable was a must.”

Then, in 1999, just one year after peak OJ, American drinking culture turned upside down. An NYC bar, Milk & Honey, launched the cocktail renaissance that has since gone global.

No one yet realized it, but orange juice’s days at the bar were numbered.

The Problem With OJ

“Really great cocktails just can’t be balanced with orange juice,” Pamela Wiznitzer, a top bartender and beverage consultant in New York, says. She cites the Blood and Sand in particular as a cocktail whose original specs are totally unbalanced, greatly lacking in acidity.

Paul McGee agrees. “I hate orange juice in cocktails,” he says. “It’s not tart, it’s not bright; it usually just adds a lot of water content without having that orange flavor.” As co-owner of Chicago tiki den Lost Lake, McGee has been known to completely eliminate orange juice in classic drinks that call for it — in his Fog Cutter, he 86es OJ and replaces it with dry curaçao for orange flavor, and ups the orgeat to add sweetness.

“Orange juice also has such a distinctively fresh flavor,” Gandee says. “It’s not as easy to replicate, it doesn’t hit your palate and just register as ‘sour’ as lemon or lime can. It hits your tongue and for better or for worse your mind instantly says, ‘There is OJ in my mouth.’”

At around one-tenth the acidity of lemon or lime juice, Gandee explains that’s one reason why you often see orange juice split with other citrus fruits, or even manipulated with acid powders.

In 2014, famed Portland bartender Jeffrey Morgenthaler wrote a piece for Playboy called, “OJ Is Guilty. The Case Against Orange Juice in Cocktails.” His gripes against the fruit are that it can be messy to juice, what with all that damn pulp, and is hard to do so in large quantities because most citrus juicers are designed for smaller limes and lemons. Orange juice quickly becomes bitter, too, Morgenthaler writes. But its biggest problem, according to him and most other bartenders, is that it’s already too damn sugary.

“Because people are so much more health-conscious and calorie-counting, orange juice has already declined as a category,” Wiznitzer says. “People see it more as a filler today.”

The statistics support this, with orange juice sales tanking, in free-fall since the turn of the millennium, with orange juice consumption decreasing by 30 percent over the last decade. That’s despite the fact that the orange juice you can get these days is vastly superior to the soda-gunned crap that bars might have dispensed just a decade ago.

But, not all is lost for orange juice cocktail fans.

Fresh-Pressed Revival

“In the popular imagination, orange juice has come to symbolize the opposite of complexity — simplicity defined,” writes Alissa Hamilton in her 2010 book “Squeezed: What You Don’t Know About Orange Juice.”

For many of us, orange juice is synonymous with bottomless Mimosas at brunch, or high school kids sneaking off to drink Screwdrivers. That’s one more reason why some cutting-edge cocktailers turn away from OJ: It feels kinda childish.

On the flip side, however, many modern bartenders love a cheeky challenge. These confident mixologists welcome the chance to reimagine banana Daiquiris, for example, or reclaim Amaretto Sours. And so now, in some circles, orange juice cocktails are making a bit of a comeback.

One of the most famous drinks at New York’s Dante, recently named the No. 1 bar in the world, is a take on the Garibaldi, an orange juice cocktail. The Italian aperitivo combines Campari and orange juice and, at Dante, each drink is literally made to order: Valencia oranges are run through a high-speed Breville juicer to create an extremely frothy, fluffy mixer. It’s become such a sensation that, in the last few years, it’s been copied and riffed on at top bars from coast to coast.

Despite intentionally omitting OJ from his Sex on the Beach variant, Royal Fern’s Gandee is actually a huge orange juice cocktail fan. His menu features a version of his own foray into cocktails, the Tequila Sunrise, and Royal Fern’s biggest orange juice cocktail hit is something called the OJ Rifkin, an obscure “Seinfeld” reference. He pairs Watershed Distilling’s chamomile-flavored Guild Gin and vanilla bean-infused Aperol with orange juice. It’s odd, but completely delicious.

Gandee thinks it takes a truly great bartender to deal with this deceptively difficult fruit. “Orange juice is one of those ingredients that will yield a large quantity, but drinks don’t necessarily require a large amount for its flavor to be effective, so you need to get creative in what it plays well with,” Gandee says, and then he laughs, adding, “OJ was the original Allspice Dram.”

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Orange Juice Is an All-American Cocktail Mixer With a Terrible Reputation

How the mighty have fallen.

Early Days

To many consumers, however, this boiled concentrate tasted like battery acid. Hardly fit for cocktails. It would take until 1948 to figure out how to essentially freeze fresh orange juice.

For orange juice to become the king of the mixers, the drinks had to become quite a bit more simplified.

King Orange

“It was easy for the consumer to do the flavor math in their head,” Gandee says. “OJ and peach? That adds up. OJ and whatever flavor I equate to grenadine? Easy enough, I’ll have that.”

So did the arrival of DeKuyper Peachtree Schnapps.

Then, in 1999, just one year after peak OJ, American drinking culture turned upside down. An NYC bar, Milk & Honey, launched the cocktail renaissance that has since gone global.

No one yet realized it, but orange juice’s days at the bar were numbered.

The Problem With OJ

At around one-tenth the acidity of lemon or lime juice, Gandee explains that’s one reason why you often see orange juice split with other citrus fruits, or even manipulated with acid powders.

“Because people are so much more health-conscious and calorie-counting, orange juice has already declined as a category,” Wiznitzer says. “People see it more as a filler today.”

But, not all is lost for orange juice cocktail fans.

Fresh-Pressed Revival

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Orange Juice Is an All-American Cocktail Mixer With a Terrible Reputation

How the mighty have fallen.

Early Days

To many consumers, however, this boiled concentrate tasted like battery acid. Hardly fit for cocktails. It would take until 1948 to figure out how to essentially freeze fresh orange juice.

For orange juice to become the king of the mixers, the drinks had to become quite a bit more simplified.

King Orange

“It was easy for the consumer to do the flavor math in their head,” Gandee says. “OJ and peach? That adds up. OJ and whatever flavor I equate to grenadine? Easy enough, I’ll have that.”

So did the arrival of DeKuyper Peachtree Schnapps.

Then, in 1999, just one year after peak OJ, American drinking culture turned upside down. An NYC bar, Milk & Honey, launched the cocktail renaissance that has since gone global.

No one yet realized it, but orange juice’s days at the bar were numbered.

The Problem With OJ

At around one-tenth the acidity of lemon or lime juice, Gandee explains that’s one reason why you often see orange juice split with other citrus fruits, or even manipulated with acid powders.

“Because people are so much more health-conscious and calorie-counting, orange juice has already declined as a category,” Wiznitzer says. “People see it more as a filler today.”

But, not all is lost for orange juice cocktail fans.

Fresh-Pressed Revival

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Wolfsbane : Noblesse Fanfic (post-ending)

(previous chapter)

Chapter 58 – Chance for Vengeance

“I need you to release me from my choker.”

As soon as her words were met with a period, Takio’s eyes quaked with alarm.

He has been voluntarily offering everything to her, ever since he saved her from Crombel’s temporary lab.

Connecting himself deeply to Yuigi’s past that even she was left in the dark regarding it, he revealed for her the Cerberus suit and the document testifying her past – something that Tao and M-21 would flip the table upon learning.

‘But disengaging her from her chocker would be......’

Takio knew he has been more than generous to Yuigi, but his awareness of his current affiliation and mission and the line he must keep due to the two items was alive.

He knew that he cannot and must not be benevolent for every single aspect.

Now there existed between them a relation deriving from a very small helping hand she bestowed upon him at the Union, but he could not turn himself blind before a potential turnout with Yuigi ultimately choosing betrayal.

After all, at the moment Yuigi looked not at all different from her image from Tao’s briefing file, presented during Cerberus’s prior quest at Korea.

It would not be strange to see her walking towards the two Union agents to join them.

Takio nevertheless could not play deaf to Yuigi’s urge.

“Hurry up! What are you waiting for?”

Takio’s heart, whipping up both hope and despair at Yuigi’s entrance, was tightened to maximum.

‘I don’t think I won’t be able to take her down if I have to, but I wish to stay away from the scenario if possi...’

That was when Yuigi’s voice turned pleading, desperate.

“I know you’ve been playing around with pickles because of Helga’s... I mean, that woman’s power. And I know how to deal with her!”

Takio’s head snapped up as it twitched.

He happened to be deliberating whether or not he should unchain the Dark Spear’s power Frankenstein shared with him, for he could not figure out what that orange-haired agent’s power is.

He was saving the said power as the last of the very last resort, having no knowledge of the aftermath he will unleash, with civilians constantly getting caught in this dogfight.

“I’m here to help you! So trust me and free me from this choker! Give me a chance for vengeance!”

Immediately Takio’s tremble and contemplation seized, like a boat seized in the middle of a sea ridded of wind.

He read Yuigi’s eyes, as she basically begged without kneeling.

He read the feelings swirling in circles in her eyes, lost for exit.

Rage.

Enmity.

Betrayal.

All the same as the feelings that gnawed at him upon revelation of his sister.

And he decided to deliver her a pathway for her feelings, by kindling the application Tao installed in his phone, the key to unlock Yuigi’s choker.

Pzzt!

Ping!

From Yuigi’s choker echoed an electrical spasm, and its center was dimmed to naught.

At that instant Yuigi awakened her powers long asleep, and the outfit she changed into responded at once.

In a few seconds, she was optimized for battle from head to toes.

Helga and Kornel gazed at her with wariness that was not there before in their eyes, as Yuigi stared right into them.

Which was no wonder, considering how daunting her appearance was – red and black suit shaped with curves perfect for her body, with humongous crossbows attached on her arms, which obviously did not rely on ordinary arrows, as hinted by the lasers blinking from where arrows should be fired.

“Get ready. I’ll explain as we get busy.”

Said Yuigi with her eyes fixed directly on her foes, and Takio nodded as he copied her stance.

Thus the second round began, which allowed Takio to see how Yuigi could join the Cerberus.

Pow! Swoosh!

Wham!

From Yuigi’s arms were ejected bullets of considerably threatening size, somewhere between an arrow and a javelin.

To ignorant eyes it would have appeared as a blind barrage of ammo, but Takio, being a sniper ever since his time at Union, could make out that each and every one of her laser bullets was carefully calibrated on purpose, to perilously root itself at the exact spot as blueprinted in Yuigi’s head.

“Ugh!”

Kornel was blocked by a laser arrow in the middle of his adjustment in position, wincing and tapdancing in fluster.

“Urgh!”

And Takio did not miss his opportunity to close their distance and plant his elbow deep into his guts.

“Why, you...! Argh!”

Kornel’s eyes burst into huge flames as he attempted to fight back, but he had to withdraw himself, when a laser ammunition aimed and timed flawlessly by Yuigi hammered his shoulder.

Hence Yuigi and Takio managed to get the hang of the invisible reins on Kornel, which was not the case with Helga.

Helga was rendered incapable of picking out the openings for assault and counter, but she was not made vulnerable to Yuigi and Takio’s onslaught.

No matter how many laser arrows Yuigi released, the only thing she could do was to limit Helga’s movements.

Nonetheless, Yuigi stayed true to her guarantee that she knows how to deal with Helga.

“Her power centers on analysis.”

“Analysis?”

“That’s right. She had her eyes modified for spatial analysis and application of her analysis. She’s the type of agent that bases her competence as an agent on intelligence than direct combat, a rarity among Crombel’s assassin team. Which is why her offensive qualification is at the very bottom of the pyramid, and she is completely devoid of a ranged melee power. Yet her exclusive power has molded her more proficient than anyone in survival and analysis, enough to cancel her weaknesses.”

Takio silently attended Yuigi’s words, his face requiring something that could really prove useful.

“Her right eye takes in what her visual system can absorb, to run a three-dimensional analysis that will calculate what happened, what has happened, and what will happen in her surroundings.”

“...So simply put, she can scan and analyze the space she’s standing within to analytically pinpoint the past, the present, and the future of the battlefield.”

“Quite. She boasts 99.9% of accuracy, with 0.01% of error rising only when she’s in a bad condition. Or when there is a technical issue with her eyes.”

Yuigi was glaring into Helga’s right eye, glowing with a white ring rotating in the center, just like when she arrived after everything was wrapped up at Crombel’s temporary lab.

It was largely thanks to her right eye that Helga ascertained Yuigi’s survival and escape from the lab with exterior help.

She arrived after Takio, Yeonsu, and Sangin made sure nothing will stay standing and functioning in the lab.

But by pure chance she spotted Yeonsu’s footprints, pressed onto the ground more forcefully than she had intended because of the etched sole of her shoe, and the Union agent could soon determine that Yeonsu’s trail was circling around something, as if standing guard.

After designating the order of her footprints, she deduced they were begotten before all equipment and kits in the lab were eradicated.

And since such trail was never before seen in the previous labs and facilities she had dropped by – the labs and facilities from which she could not retrieve a single test subject – she concluded it was a bread crumble that the saviors of Yuigi left behind.

“And her left eye is tasked with directing her to the most optimal coordinate for the next attack or movement, based on the analysis from her right eye. In addition, both eyes are equipped with radar feature, to detect every single shift and turn in her environment, real-time.”

Takio nodded, having finally comprehended the mechanism behind Helga’s awe-inspiring defense and evasion.

‘She couldn’t make impeccable dodges, with her physical qualities inferior to mine or Miss Raciela’s. But she managed to remain breathing, which means her eyes were surely fashioned with care.’

Now with the diagnosis on the secrets of his brain-wrecking dilemma complete, time has come for them to start the treatment, which thankfully Helga had already prepared.

“Yes, it might seem like an impenetrable power, but no power in the world ever comes without a flaw. A power that consists of visual information can be nullified by...”

“Sabotaging vision.”

“Precisely. Once her vision is inoperably taken away from her, the radar hidden in her eyes will be as good as only half of what they are supposed to do. The thing is... I don’t have anything on me to undermine her vision. I was trained in offense, not confusion of my enemies.”

“I believe I can handle that.”

Takio pulled out something from his blazer and handed it to Yuigi, obstructed from sight by his body.

“Use them when I give you a signal.”

“...Got it. And once you do that, you should...”

Helga and Kornel could not see what Takio offered to Yuigi. Or what Yuigi was instructing him with.

As Helga was warning Kornel not to let his guard down, Takio dashed towards them.

Helga’s anxiety rose, having detected how Takio’s moves and strikes were more inclined towards restricting what she can do than trying to grab a chunk out of her flesh and bones.

“Now!”

At then Takio flung something at Helga and Kornel; they automatically tensed in self-defense, but a handful of tiny round objects blew up in their faces.

Pow!

“Ugh!”

“Argh! My eyes!”

The flash bombs Tao designed for him in the past did their tricks, and Takio, having protected his eyes with glasses forged for detecting ultra-small cameras and bugging devices that could be used to substitute sunglasses, swiftly turned around, momentarily freezing in his spot upon taking in what Yuigi was ready with.

Upon her crossbows, charged with maximum input of energy, were at least hundreds of laser arrows.

Although Yuigi’s eyes were buried under the sunglasses he lent her, for some reason Takio felt he could see how her eyes were blazing.

He almost stood gaping at Yuigi embodying goddess of war, majestic and intimidating, until his memories kicked at him with what Yuigi told him regarding her range of artillery.

As soon as Takio sprang away from Yuigi’s target range, a wave of arrows flashing in blinding red viciously cascaded towards their foes.

The flash bombs did not last in effect for long, and Helga and Kornel could at least recover their sights right before the sea of arrows engulfed them.

“Aaaaargh!!!”

Kornel was bombarded to the point of no return and ultimately collapsed, but with her power Helga could jump above, to take herself to the only refuge available.

Which served as a fatal mistake.

‘NO!’

Taking cover in the air is no different from suicide, unless one is gifted with flight.

Yuigi realized what she had just posed upon her life when she saw Takio’s guns aiming at her.

Her left eye was screaming at her to descend right now, but it was not in her power to fulfill it.

“N-no... I have come... All this way... Just to......”

In the end, Helga lay bleeding all over her body, after Takio pulled his triggers without hesitation.

An awfully quick and forlorn end for someone who dubbed herself the new heart of Union following Crombel’s death, to coordinate several projects in the shadows and indirectly spread the blight of pseudo-zombie breakout in Seoul.

However, she was not met with death.

“Impressive. You actually landed your bullets right where they would make her immobile, not dead.”

“There’s no telling how much more she planned with Union behind our back. I dare not let her die before we figure that out.”

Once he clubbed Helga’s head to subjugate her and safely chain her with power-suppressing kit, Takio raised himself, which brought edgy strain upon Yuigi’s heart.

‘Is he going to lock up my power again?’

In contrast to her expectation, Takio very politely bowed his head.

“...Good work.”

“What? Oh... It’s nothing. You’re the one who did all the work. I merely entered the stage you set up for the finale.”

As Takio received his sunglasses from Yuigi, something tugged at his brain.

“By the way, how did you know their names? And how did you know their powers and how to fight against their powers?”

“Oh, I forgot to tell you. You see...”

Rumble!!!!

At then a tremor certainly not welcome resonated from KSA building, and Takio and Yuigi steeled their faces with solemn preparation.

“Why don’t we save that part for later?”

“A sound decision.”

(next chapter)

And that’s it for battle between Helga & Kornel and Takio & Yuigi. There’s a reason why I made Yuigi live and join my fic, and there’s still more for her to do in my fic. Hope you’d stay tuned! XD Regarding Yuigi’s weapon during her battle form, I settled on arrow since none of the other members of Cerberus used a ranged weapon in their battle mode (Ked with maces, Lutai with electrical saws, Rodin with a spear, Teize with a scythe, although she never revealed her battle mode). And I based her attack of arrow shower on a character from Claymore, as I was into this manga at the time I was devising plots and characterizations for this fic. To get an idea of what Yuigi’s attack would have looked like, please check out this image. The character portrayed in this image is the “Destroyer,” a combination of characters named “Rafaela” and “Luciela.” And yes, Yuigi’s birth name “Raciela” that I came up for this fic is a combination of Rafaela and Luciela.

Part I of the three battles taking place in this fic is finally over, and the remaining battles will be closed soon. And very soon the relationship between Frankie and Lunark will finally receive some spotlight, and I hope you’d stay with me until then!

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chiyohlecter · 7 years ago

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so imma put this under a cut because at this point all of my followers must be sick of me. and yes you guessed it it is about the winter olympics. since it has been over now for a little while i have assessed all my thoughts and since all my friends are sick of me talking about this too, tumblr it is

1. all the sports/athletes i don’t care about enough to warrant their own point:

- when i made fun of the winter sports i jokingly tossed out the idea of a team luge and as i have learned the double’s luge is actually a thing and it looks… well google it

- also about luge, i have learned that it is actually more dangerous than the skeleton. that sounds fake but ok…

- those korean curling girls really were the cutest, but there’s not enough cuteness in this world to make me enjoy curling

- snowboarders get to name the tricks they invent, from what i gather they must really fucking love mcdonald’s

- elizabeth swaney is following in the footsteps of the all-time greats eddie the eagle and eric the eel, fortunately for her there is no animal that does anything even remotely resembling freestyle skiing, so no nickname like that for her

- in my post that i have mentioned earlier i also joked about hockey being first and foremost about people punching each other and listen i’m not gonna pretend that i saw even one full hockey match, but i saw a part of lots of hockey matches and holy shit i was right

- speaking of hockey, it yielded my favourite piece of commentary ever: “young has basically no teeth left, so what has he to lose?“

- i don’t even really like nordic combined (even though it combines two things that i do like so it doesn’t really add up, whatever, don’t think about it), but i do sometimes watch it and have a fav and holy shit he fucking won, johannes rydzek won, i’m really happy for him

2. speed skating (short and long track, but there are really only two things i want to say so whatever):

- ireen wust becoming the most decorated speed skater of all times!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! a bisexual icon!!!!!!!!!

- listen i’m as far from patriotic as one can be, the only time i even remotely feel any positive feelings about my country is during the olympics, the summer olympics that is, because let’s face it winter sports? not our greatest strength. BUT the short track speed skating relay won hungary’s first ever winter olympics gold and i’m so happy and proud and just??? agfshgfhdgfgj

3. biathlon:

- laura dahlmeier is precious and also a two-time olympic champion and i fucking love her

- is martin fourcade even human??? but joking aside i have really warmed to him in these past few years and i’m glad he did so well

- also finding out that johannes boe is only like three years older than me fucked me up, because he looks at least fourty, but good on him for that gold medal

- also arnd peiffer&simon schempp my german boys, love them. sad they only got bronze in the relay though

- and on the topic of relays: what the actual fuck were both of those relays?

4. figure skating:

- if anything this olympics just comfired that i love watching figure skating programs, but hate watching actual competitions

- like it’s beautiful and all, but any sports with judges can suck my dick, seriously scores are bullshit and someone will inevitably shout “robbed“ (believe me, i used to be that person, but no more, because i stopped giving a fuck after sochi)

- that being said there will never come a day when i don’t love carolina kostner

- or tessa and scott the pair who made me care about ice dancing, like even though i know every competition is bullshit i can’t help but be supper happy for my canadian angels

- but not as happy as i was for aljona savchenko, bullshit scores or not FUCKING FINALLY, now i can go to my death in peace, she has her gold medal

- and really now that she has achieved her dream i don’t really have any more reason to give a shit about who wins/loses, so i will go back to watching these amazing performances on yt and not worrying about wining

- also i am probably the only human on earth whose least favourite skating event is the men’s, but it’s just how it is

5. cross country skiing:

- first of all: marit bjoergen is an absolute fucking legend and i bow down before her, 15 medals, 8 gold medals, wow, just wow

- second norwegian i bow down before: johannes klaebo (i have no idea how to spell his middle name, or pronounce it for that matter), like i have seen him race like once before the olympics, but holy cow that is one really fast kid

- dario cologna winning the 15k AGAIN and it made me really happy actually

- the usa winning the women’s team sprint was just??? i mean i’m still not over it, like good on them??? but to me it was disappointing

- disappointing, because it meant only silver for sweden and charlotte kalla, who is my absolute fav and won 4 medals!!!!!!! only one of them is gold, but still i love her and am so proud of her!!!!!!!!

6. ski jumping:

- andi wellinger winning the normal hill???? FUCK YEAH

- the conditions were… let’s say rough, but in the end i think the win was well-deserved, but they didn’t have to put some of the jumpers through THAT (cough simi cough)

- i was otherwise obligated during the large hill and literally only caught the last 5 jumpers of the second round

- i know his second jump wasn’t as good, but not having seen it and then having the commentator announce that michi hayboeck was in second place after the first jump made my heart swell so much

- as for the winner i love kamil stoch, but i would love to have seen wellinger take both, and also this was the second time he jumped right onto that green line, same situation with kasai four years ago, he won then, i think wellinger should have won this one, but still a good result

- and oh the team competition… just take me back to vancouver… i don’t really like team norway (and i know this is fucking superficial, but all of them look like very specific fuckboys i have known at various points in my life, yes even the moustache man), i would have much preferd germany or poland taking this one, but really please do take me back to vancouver, because austria being 4th a mile behind the podium is just too much for me, i want them to win, always

- kasai noriaki is a fucking ledgend and i love him!!!!! 8th olympics bitch and he said he was gonna do one more!!!!!!

now hold on to your butts because alpine skiing is coming starting a whole new list!!!!

1. team event:

- i didn’t really care about this to be honest, i was rooting for austria as i usually do

- they only got second, but it’s good enough for me since they didn’t even get a medal in st moritz

- switzerland won which i guess i’m kinda sorta happy for, because i love wendy holdener and she got to round out her medal collection

2. women’s alpine combined:

- so i didn’t get to see any of this, not even reruns, i was unable to watch the slalom run because i was on my way to uni at that time and i didn’t get to watch the downhill run, because it was at 3 am and that day i already got up at 2 am to watch something else (we’ll get to that later) and after the disappointment i went back to sleep because i needed it

- anyways, i really wanted wendy to win this and her getting only a bronze was kind of a disappointment, i mean i was prepared for mika maybe beating her to it, but not gisin

- still happy for the medals wendy and mika got, i never cared about gisin, but after her win here i will definitely pay attention to her more

3. women’s giant slalom:

- okay so no viktoria or tessa on the podium is a big wow, like i was prepared for mika to win this one too (lmao i was prepared for her to come in and win literally everything), but i thought the podium would be rounded out by those two

- but it was ragnhild mowinckel and federica brignone and i couldn’t be happier about it like??? mowinckel if i’m correct was on the podium the last gs race before the games, but still what a surprise

- as for brignone? FUCK YEAH, i really really wanted her to get a medal and she did, way to go girl

4. women’s slalom:

- mika not getting a medal in slalom, finishing 4th, you must be kidding me

- but frida winning and wendy being second AFHGGASDHJFHJHJK I LOVE IT

- also katharina gallhuber winning bronze, fuck yeah austria

- this was a surprising result, but i absolutely fucking love it

5. women’s super-g:

- ester ledecka winning was the biggest shock of the games hands down, but her winning this and then another gold in snowboarding, legends only, like i do not care one bit about snowboarding, but i was rooting for her to win that one too

- but not gonna lie now i love that she won, but at first my reaction other than shock was sadness and disappointment, because she knocked anna to second place by 0.01 and anna is my absolute fav and i wanted her to win so badly, so my heart broke a little

- but still anna my fav and tina my second fav being on the podium is great and i love them and they are beautiful and talanted and amazing, but it was ester ledecka’s day

- also ngl i was kinda sad for lara too, not even getting a medal… next time little one, next time

6. women’s downhill:

- SOFIA GOGGIA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SOFIA GOGGIA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SHE WON!!!!!!!!!!!!!

- seriously i am so happy for her, i was hoping for this but i didn’t dare dream it would actually happen, but she won

- mowinckel second again? holy shit, look out for this girl

- lindsey taking bronze… i know she wanted something shinier, and honestly i would have been okay with her winning, because this was probably a last for her and sofia will have another chance, but still this is how it is and she said it felt like gold and i hope she means it, because what a fucking legend

7. men’s downhill:

- speaking of legends: aksel lund svindal, his win was so well-deserved and he waited for it for a really long time and i’m happy for him

- even though by far my favourite member of the norwegian team is kjetil jansrud, who took silver, but honestly i am okay with svindal winning and kjetil being only second

- i also would have loved to see an austrian on the podium, but oh well, this is how it is

- i know beat feuz was a favourite to win this, but i actually much prefer the two norwegians over him, still a medal well-deserved for him too

- also aksel lund svindal became the only man in olympics history to have won both the downhill and the super-g at the olympics, that is until…

8. men’s super-g:

- MATTHIAS MAYER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE MY AUSTRIAN BABY

- seriously after the downhill in sochi now he wins the super-g, both of those to my delighted surprise, i honestly love this boy, he can only ever be my second favourite austrian son, but still that is a very high place of honour at my table

- also another medal for kjetil and for beat feuz, feuz placing higher in the super-g than in the downhill might be a little bit of a surprise, i think kjetil was hoping for something better, but still he’s going home with two medals

9. men’s slalom:

- aka my death aka sochi 2 electric boogaloo, wait no i’m kidding it was actually worse

- so let’s start off with the podium before discussing crushed dreams

-andre myhrer winning at the tender age of 35? good for him, i seriously can’t muster more than this, did he deserve it? probably, yeah. do i have to be happy about it? not really. i mean he is the last slalom globe winner not called hirscher or kristoffersen, so i guess it’s fitting that he’s the one who won. and like he had injuries, he dnf-ed from second place in sochi (what goes around comes around, i guess), so yeah he is a deserving winner, but i am a salty bitch what can i say

- zenhausern winning silver… i literally have no opinion of this guy whatsoever other than yelling “jesus just how fucking tall is he????“ everytime i see him, but good for him

- michi matt winning bronze, now this one i have forseen just not behind those two people, again well-deserved, but if i’m being honest there are two austrians i would rather have seen on the podium, but i take what i can get

- now on the crushed hopes and dreams

- listen, i don’t like henrik kristoffersen, i never liked him, i don’t hate him or anything, he’s just not on the list of my favourites (which when talking about your fav’s biggest rival i think is pretty normal), but holy shit my heart broke for him a little bit, like i nearly cried on public transport, because of a guy i don’t even like. he had the chance of a lifetime, like honestly there is one person on the planet who is as good as him and he gave him a huge fucking chance, yet henrik wasted it, and i would have said that he wasted it if he came second, but this way he really, really wasted it, and honestly the reason i was so sad was not really henrik himself, but the fact that if marcel couldn’t win this then i at least wanted it to be someone who might as well have beaten him in a really tight race and that person would be henrik, but alas, no finish for henrik

- and no finish for marcel hirscher either. did it destroy me? absolutely. did i cry myself to sleep afterwards? you bet. am i still kinda sad about it? unfortunately. will i ever get over it? probably not (well there is one way i’ll definitely get over it, but i’m trying not hold out too much hope for that). would i have prefered him losing the gold, but finishing the race? i’d say so, yes. but didn’t i say at the very begining of this post that i assesed my feelings? i did say that, and i did do that. so if you want to know how i feel like overall…

10. men’s alpine combined:

- I AM REALLY SUPER FUCKING HAPPY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! MARCEL!!!!!!!!!!!! MARCEL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! MARCEL HIRSCHER!!!!!!!!!!!!! MY TINY CHILD THAT I ADOPTED ALL THOSE YEARS AGO FINALLY DID IT, YOU HEAR ME HE DID IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THAT SLALOM RUN WITH THE WIND, BUT HE’S LIKE YO FUCK THE WIND AND ALSO THE BEST DOWNHILL HE EVER HAD, I AGREE WITH HIM ON THAT ONE. HE’S THE FUCKING BEST!!!!!!!!!!!!

- there were other people on the podium too, alexis and victor, i am happy for both of them, but honestly jesus mary and joseph could be on the podium for all i care so long as marcel is first and he is!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

- also i absolutely did not cry through this entire event, whoever tells you that is a fucking liar… i also didn’t have to change my shirt because i cried into it so much just fyi…

11. men’s giant slalom:

- HEY YOU KNOW WHAT’S BETTER THAN MARCEL HIRSCHER WINNING A GOLD MEDAL? IT IS MARCEL HIRSCHER WINNING TWO GOLD MEDALS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! BECAUSE HE DID THAT HE WON THIS ONE TOO, A FUCKING LEGEND!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

- seriously he won it by a huge fucking margin, he left nothing up for questioning and honestly after 4 globes (not to celebrate too early, but possibly five), this was so fucking well-deserved and like he was 4th in vancouver and 4th in sochi, they say that is the worst place to be, but he came back a third time anD HE FUCKING WON

- as for the rest, henrik at least is not going home empty-handed, he won a silver medal with a second run that was amazing, and alexis the second best gs skier of the past few years won a bronze, so another well-deserved podium

- MARCEL HIRSCHER IS A TWO-TIME OLYMPIC CHAMPION AND I LOVE HIM SO MUCH I CAN’T FIND THE WORDS TO EXPRESS IT

ok that’s it, bye

tl;dr the olympics was fun and i really love alpine skiing and marcel hirscher

#winter olympics #sports #i am so sorry if you read the whole thing #srsly just go read war and peace instead #i didn't plan on this being so fucking long

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December 4, 2017

I had work today, which means I didn't do much. I worked on my script for my video I'll release on Wednesday with all the major talking points.

I also spent a good amount of time thinking about Pokemon games. I have a Nintendo 3DS, but no specific games to go along with it. I was thinking of getting Mario Kart and Super Smash Bros. I would also want a Kirby and Mario game. I'm definitely not getting any of the 7th generation Pokemon games. I might get the 6th generation Pokemon games under certain conditions.

I was thinking of downloading an emulator to play Pokemon HeartGold, White 2, X, Alpha Sapphire, Sun, and Ultra Moon, just to experience the main storyline and repeatable content. If I feel that it is fun, then I might buy X and Alpha Sapphire. I'm definitely getting White 2, but I keep running into spoilers for the story. I just want to see what the story is, and speedrun it on the main game. When I get White 2, I also want to buy Dream Radar for $3 for the hidden abilities and the Landorus and Thunderous. I heard that you have to pay $5 per year to transfer Pokemon from the 5th generation to 6th generation, which I am not paying. I'm also not a big fan of Mega Evolutions, which Generation 6 introduces.

So Generation 5 is probably going to be my last generation of Pokemon. Part of me wants Alpha Sapphire for the nostalgia and to wrap up my Pokemon hobby. I can say: It started with Ruby and ended with Sapphire. Sounds like a good ending, right? Besides, $5 to transfer Pokemon from the 5th generation to 6th generation isn't bad, as long as I do everything within a year. I'm in no rush to transfer them either. I just want my level 100 Emerald Rayquaza to kill everything and everyone. It's EV trained too!

I was looking through my Black game to see if there were any evolutionary lines of Pokemon I was missing. I found I was missing Snivy, Pansage, Panpour, Tirtouga, Zoura, Solosis, Stunfisk, Pawniard, Boffalant, Rufflet, Terrakion, Virizion, Thundurous, Landorus, Keldeo, Meloetta, and Genesect. I can get Pansage, Panpour, Stunfisk, Pawniard, Boffalant, Terrakion, and Virizion in Pokemon Black, so I'm going to do that in the next couple of days. Snivy is a starter Pokemon. Tirtouga is a fossil, so I'm going to choose that in White 2. The good news is that I can get all the ones I didn't mention in Pokemon White 2 when I buy it, except Thundurous and Landorus. I will pay the $3 for Dream Radar to get them. Oddly enough, I received a Zekrom from trade back when it worked. I wish I had gotten everyone else while I was at it, especially the Thundurous. Then I wouldn't need Dream Radar, but I guess Dream Radar is good because it allows you to get hidden abilities of other Pokemon. Plus I might be able to restart and get more Thundurouses. Hopefully getting those Pokemon won't take long.

Getting Dream Radar and White 2 wouldn't be so bad. From my understanding, I have a chance to obtain a Giratina and Palkia if I insert a 4th generation catridge in the DS slot. I can also get the rarer evolutionary stones, which I can always use.

In Pokemon Black, I'm having problems motivating myself to play. I can catch all the 5th gen Pokemon. Pansage and Panpour in Pinwheel Forest with a 10% rarity when the grass is Shaking, Stunfisk by surfing in Route 8 with a 100% chance (wow, I am very lazy), Pawniard in Route 9 with a 20% rarity, Boffalant in Route 10 with a 20% rarity. With Terrakion and Virizion, I think I killed them, so I have to beat the Elite 4 again to make them reappear. And that is my plan on catching the remaining Pokemon.

Another motivation is to get a special Darmanitan. I want to get it, along with Terrakion and Virizion, with good IVs, which is untrainable once they are captured.

There are trades I want to do as well. Nacrene City (my Cottonee for a Petillil), Driftveil City (my Minccino for a Basculin), Route 7 (my Boldore for an Emolga), Route 15 (my Ditto for a Rotom), and Undella Town (my Cinccino for a Munchlax) has trades. I'm not sure if I want to do the Undella Town one, since a Minccino requires a stone to become a Cinccino. That's too much of a sacrifice. The rest are all expendable. Plus I can only do it in the summer, so I have to wait 6 more months.

Other motivations for me is doing the daily events. I can sell to item collectors, battle Cheren and Bianca, Battle Subway, Sports Dome, Royal Unova (4-7, especially on weekends), check out Unity Tower, see if I'm eligible for trade gifts in Castelia City, see if I'm eligible for Pokemon Fan Club gifts in Icirrus City, Berry Clown in Castelia City, Driftveil City Heart Scale, Cynthia battle, Gamefreak Battle, Black City trainers, Weather Stones (go between 5-8), Twist Mountain Fossils (make sure I have all of them), Route 13 Treasure Hunter, and Anville Town items (weekly). (This is all for my reference)

For my 3rd generation games, I'm only going to focus on getting the Lucky Egg. I literally looked back at my Probability notes, just to see the probability of me getting a Chansey with a Lucky Egg. Apparently, if I catch 60 Chanseys, I am 95% likely to obtain a Lucky Egg. So far, I think I caught at least 20 over the past few years. I know this because I looked at my storage boxes in Pokemon Black and saw I had at least 8 Chanseys lying around. My plan in Firered is to catch at least 3 Chanseys every day until I get the Lucky Egg. I want it to be a 2017 thing, but it'll most likely be procrastinated to 2018.

To figure stuff like that out, I used Bernoulli's theorem, which gives you the probability of occurance for binary outcomes. Assuming I catch a Chansey, the chance of me getting a Lucky Egg is 5%. The probability of failure is 95. Let's say I want a 95% chance of getting a Lucky Egg in my first "x" captures, which technically means I'm going to get a Lucky Egg. Setting up my Bernoulli equation, I get .95 = 1- xC0 * 5%^0 * 95%^x. Reducing this will give me 0.05 = 95%^x. x = ln 0.05 / ln 0.95, which is around 60 if we round to the nearest 30 (30 is the number of Pokemon in a storage box). If I repeat this with a 99% chance of getting a Lucky Egg within x captures, I get x = ln 0.01 / ln 0.95 = 90.

I'm not looking to improve anything in my 4th generation Pokemon games at the moment. I feel I already have everything I want in them. Or at least I feel that there's nothing to do in those games. My interests in Pokemon are Generation 3, then Generation 5. Generation 4 is just low priority.

My December goals: dating, school preparation, job search, stock market, sell textbooks, read IEEE magazines, organize stuff on my USB drives, Neopets, Kim Possible Season 5 story, Agario, Runescape, clean my room, play with my new technology, Nintendo stuff, Youtube videos, and work.

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