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or0ch1maru · 1 year ago

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Akatsuki Beach day HCs?(also include orochimaru if you don't mind) kisame is thriving

Anytime I think akatsuki and the beach I can only imagine absolute chaos

I’m loving all these fun and mushy scripts y’all are sending my way🖤🥺also, please don’t worry if it takes me a while to get to yours, my small business and my job(I work retail and it’s been a HOT MESS with Christmas right around the corner) tend to take up a lot of my time but I promise to get to every one you lovies send in<3

Okay, back to it..

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🐚so for starters I could see Konan being the main planner. Food, drinks, making sure they have enough of literally everything they could need, as well as making sure everybody wakes up on time to leave.

🐠then for the majority of the time they’re at the beach she would be found relaxing under an umbrella reading or watching everybody have a good time.

🦞pain on the other hand would be trying to stop deidara from blowing up Tobi. (I’ll elaborate further down)

🪸pain would definitely be the ‘dad’ of the group, making sure things aren’t getting too out of hand, and failing terribly at it. Zetsu lost a sandal? Just go barefoot, what’s the worst that could happen? He gets a splinter or a rock scrapes his heel. Feels bad when Zetsu starts crying about his foot hurting, would buy him ice cream as an apology.

🌊I imagine Zetsu as being a big softie. Just like Tobi he wouldn’t know what to do first. I also see him having a slight fear of water? Someone tries splashing him he’d close his leaves? Pinchers? Locking himself in his own shelter

☀️he’d find a bucket, a cup, literally anything and start collecting all the pretty shells he spots, even when the bucket gets full, he’ll start stuffing them in his pockets.

🪼our gentle masked comrade Tobi would refuse to take his mask off, let alone his shirt🥺

🐙poor thing couldn’t figure out what to do when they first arrived; go swimming? Build a sandcastle? Collect shells? Stare at the fish and other sea creatures showing themselves in the water? Nope, he decided on doing what he does best, piss off Deidara

🐬doesn’t even mean to do so, deidara is as explosive as his art so of course he’s going to get mad when Tobi accidentally gets sand in his hair.

🐋would retreat far into the ocean on a floaty, avoiding Tobi as much as possible. His hair would be tied up into a bun to keep the sea water from drying it out. Would most likely be those floaties with the little cup holder in it, probably with a beer can or sake in it.

🦭Sasori my man, I can imagine him working on a sandcastle. Using his skills to make a large one with details that would be tedious to anybody but him.

🦐he would volunteer to run up to the shops to grab things his comrades may want. No matter how small or stupid that item might be. Would buy small toys and presents in the gifts shops for everyone. He really enjoys walking through the board walk, will take a break and hang out on the pier for a bit before returning to the group.

🐚the zombie combo would both be talking and trying to pick up the gorgeous women who also decided to head to the beach that day. Hidan of course would be much more outgoing and flamboyant about it. Showing off his muscles and abs.

🐠Kakuzu on the other hand, all he’s gotta do is show off that one smirk of his to have them hypnotized. Wouldn’t care if one of them felt up on his scars or touched his hair. He won’t voice it, not even to Hidan, but he enjoys the attention, even if nothing comes of it.

🦈oh boy Kisame. Do I really have to say anything? As you said, he’d be THRIVING.

🦈would be moving through the water with ease, not even a ripple would be seen as he swims. Within minutes, sharks and other large sea animals would be seen following him around. He’d be so cute about it too, feeding them random shit he’d find, knowing what they want, or giving the sharks little boops on their noses(you can’t tell me you don’t see him doing this) and would be the main one to eat like 90% of the food Konan packed. She would make him join Sasori when going to the shops so he can stock up on everything he devoured.

🦞our sweet boy Itachi would pop into the water for a little bit before wandering off to the tide pools. He would find a patch of sand to sit on, watching as the sea stars and small fish go about their business as they wait for the tide to come back in

🪸would eventually get tired of being in the sun and lay out a towel next to Konan to hang out under the umbrella. They would talk or sit in silence, depends on how either of them are feeling that day.

•snake boy orochimaru would LATHER himself in sunscreen, you see how pale he is? (No offense, i love him) and he would also wear sunglasses to protect his eyes.

🌊I could see him complaining about the sun and trying to avoid it like the plague, acting as if the sun is the worst thing imaginable. Not one to express his feelings well if at all and uses his complaints to hide the fact that he’s actually having the time of his life. Would put a fish or eel in a jar, wanting to bring it back to the compound to keep as a pet until Konan tells him release it. Promising to take him to a pet store to get one there instead.

☀️towards the end of the day, moving into the early evening the whole group would play volleyball or fuck around in the water, splashing each other until everybody’s out of breath.

#akatsuki #orochimaru #konan headcanons #zetsu x reader #hidan headcanon #deidara x reader #kakuzu x reader #obito my beloved #orochimaru stories #kakuzu headcanons #sasori x reader #kisame headcanons

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ohcoolnice · 4 years ago

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ZARA IS NOT 'AFFORDABLE' and it's definitley not "cUtE"

unless you literally don't care about any of this stuff, then i guess just continue on with your life.

Zara is not your best friend.

Let’s talk first about something called Planned Obsolescence. Planned Obsolescence (source for the information in this first bit) is fast fashion’s best friend. It’s a strategy where clothes are literally made to fall apart. On average, clothes are made to last no more than seven wears, and then they’ll start coming apart, and even after a single wear they won’t look as good as they did when you bought it.

The reason for that is because mass consumption is how fast-fashion companies make their profit. They rely on the fact that you need to buy and rebuy often. So, that cheap shirt is “affordable”, but really it's not at all and it's causing more harm than it's worth like just go naked at this point.

The way these companies get richer is by selling mass amounts, and their trick is to make things that will break. It’s absolutely insulting.

So that’s one aspect that also leads to cheap prices, but let’s look at another way they cut costs:

In order to make more of a profit at the higher levels, these little shits are out here cutting costs at the lower levels, so they can keep as much as possible for themselves. Cheap fabric = bad for the environment and bad quality and also saves money. Pay the garment workers less than minimum wage, or barely enough to live off of = less percentage of profits have to go to that sector, and more into big boy’s pockets.

For a company that has such a massive profit margin, there’s no reason that there is still so much of it’s supply chain that is not even getting paid a living wage.

Source

All the while, the founder of Inditex, Zara’s Parent company, is the sixth richest person in the world. Amazing.

“But these companies have sustainable methods.”

Oh? You mean like H&M’s “conscious collection” that resulted in over 12 tons of unsold clothes? Where do you think those clothes went? Most of them aren’t even made with fibers that decompose so bitches BURNT THEM. THE POLUTION????????????? DOES NO ONE CARE???

And of course, H&M denies that they did this because of overproduction. As if there’s a valid reason you should be burning 12 tons of clothes.

Right, sorry, this Article is about Zara. No, wait. It's not. Because they're all in the same goddamn boat. A boat that literally has holes in it all over and people for some reason keep patching up those holes with their money and then the dudes on the boat just take that money and so people patch up the holes with MORE MONEY And so on.

more sources

“Zara uses recycled packaging!” WOw. gOoD fOr yOu.

Zara also has this program called “Closing the loop” have you literally ever heard of it????? Yeah me neither. I had to find out about it on some random site and when you click the link to it, it’s not even on Zara’s website, it’s their parent company, Inditex, that runs it.

Now this program Is so that customers can drop off old zara clothes and get them fixed up, or just donate them for reuse. Great, right? Yeah, except those clothes are still ending up in landfills once they’ve reached their very shirt lifespan, and there is no evidence that Zara is actually minimising waste in the manufacturing process, and they’re still using unsustainable materials that are basically plastic.

Zara boasts that it gives customers the “latest fashion trends” every 13 days.

Absolutely appalling. Not only because that’s obviously mass consumption and all that, but most of their designs are thanks to other designers.

No one likes getting their work stolen, we see posts about people stealing fanart and fanfiction and not giving credit but imagine literally making a profit by stealing someone’s work and there’s legally nothing that can be done for the designers WHO WORK HARD like designing clothes is freaking HARD y’all.

And it’s not like they’re only stealing from Big Brands.

Oh no. Oh NONONONONNONOONONNONNOONONNO.

Fast Fashion Bitchass “FashionNova” literally first of all has health warnings for hazardous materials on some products (like tf) which is horrifying, and second of all, they’re notorious for stealing the work of female WOC designers.

And there’s nothing these women can do. Fashion Nova sometimes even straight up blocks these women on social media when they reach out, and then continues to make a profit off them.

Kim Kardashian has even called out fast fashion brands for this on Instagram (albeit in a lighthearted way) because it happens so often.

"She should sue them!"

Bitch yeah, she should. Here's the thing, though: She can't.

She did reach out to Fashion Nova:

Please Please click the link and see other women’s stories and their troubles. It’s so insulting.

Source

If even huge, well known and respected designers have no chance of keeping their hard work safe, what chance do the smaller designers have???? NONE.

Maybe I’ll continue this again later, but right now I’m too worked up and I’m exhausted so I will stop here. Feel free to add on and stop yourself before you buy from fast-fashion retailers again.

PLEASE y’all.

#fast fashion #anti fashion #sustainability #IMPORTANT #the wicked powers #yeah im tagging that fight me this needs to be read

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mooshys · 4 years ago

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zara employee!AU futakuchi

content: me trying to be funny, retail headcanons

word count: 2.0k

a/n: ah yes, so winter (@/wackatoshi) and I planned out this entire mall universe for the hq boys and it’s the funniest thing to think about. y’all know those rude zara employees at the mall who judge you as soon as you walk in and tell you that “everything’s out on the floor already” when you ask for a size up? and all the racks on the floor are in shambles? that’s what inspired this. not sure if another installment will be added to this, but whatever! for reference, the other employees: oikawa, ennoshita, kuroo, hanamaki.

the worst person to work with... ever

he completely fits the stereotype of zara employee

will go on his lunch break, but “accidentally” forget to clock out, so he’s still earning cash for eating his sandwich in the back. also prolongs his breaks by at least 5 minutes

can never be found when there’s a rush. and by the time they DO find him, the store is completely empty

comes in late, but leaves as soon as his shift ends

never comes to the store on his days off and whenever the managers text him asking if he can pick up a shift he says he’s “busy”

everyone knows it’s a lie. one time ennoshita, the manager, went on his break and saw futakuchi buying a pretzel at the auntie anne's from the mall food court even though he texted ennoshita like thirty minutes ago that he already had important plans for the day. futakuchi made direct eye contact with him as he took a bite into his pretzel, not the least bit apologetic about lying

all his coworkers wonder how he still has this job

spends most of his shift complaining about working than actually working

when people ask if there are any other sizes in the back, he’ll go to the storage room, play on his phone for 5 minutes, and then walk out to the customer and tell them that they're out of stock

will say he’s doing go-backs, but in reality he’s just walking around the store in circles to avoid work

when he’s REALLY annoyed he sometimes won’t even wear his name tag on the floor so the customers don’t know if he works there and will leave him alone

doesn’t even try to hide how disgruntled he is with work, will literally say “I hate this job” loud enough for customers to hear when he’s shit talking with oikawa behind the register. does loud audible sighs when a customer comes up to check out if he’s in the middle of telling a story

awful at folding the clothes. he might as well just compress all the shirts into a ball and toss them into the bag instead

DESPISES CLOSING WITH A PASSION. he hates staying back even five minutes to pick clothes off from the ground. will literally curse that the company is so inconsiderate of his time even though he clocked in late to his shift...

if you’re on shift with him be prepared to do all the work... go see a chiropractor cuz you’ll basically be carrying him on your back the whole time!

he also finds the most creative ways to get others to do his work for him. his usual victim is hanamaki. he’ll go up to him and say “hey, do you mind folding up all the shirts in zone B for me? ennoshita asked me to organize the back since we’re doing new promos tomorrow” and hanamaki’s so clueless and goes “yeah! sure dude, I got it!”

futakuchi doesn’t organize in the back, he hides behind all the boxes while crouched down on his phone for about twenty minutes before going out on the floor again

someone save hanamaki he’s literally doing futakuchi’s work for him... poor boy needs a RAISE

you actually don’t work at the store futakuchi works at, you’re a part timer at another nearby store

during the holiday season the zara futakuchi works at gets super busy and you take a few extra shifts there to help out

you and futakuchi have an... interesting relationship

first thing you say when you see him during the holiday season: “you haven’t been fired yet?”

he’s rolling his eyes going “oh haha. very funny. saw you were at the bottom of sales last week. that’s probably why you’re always getting transferred here, huh.”

you two are constantly snapping back at each other, even when you’re ringing other people up at the registers. the customers are standing there awkwardly as you two scan and passive aggressively insult each other

it’s so weird, like you two are so mean to each other, but at the same time you’re both practically attached to the hip during your shifts together

futakuchi is more... punctual during the holiday season and even takes a COUPLE EXTRA SHIFTS which floors ennoshita (he’s so moved, he thinks futakuchi has had a change of heart and is trying to improve his work ethic... buddy that’s not it, I’m so sorry)

every time you clock in, futakuchi is there too and you’re going. oh great. not this guy again. it’s like clockwork, as soon as your shift starts, you’re at each others’ neck

when you diss the way he folds clothes, he’s scrutinizing your high pitched customer service voice

at first the other guys are laughing at what’s going on between you two and they’re thinking you two are Mortal Enemies For Life

but then they start noticing little by little that your relationship with futakuchi isn’t like that at all

when you’re scolding futakuchi with his awful folding, you take the time to show him all the steps to make a clean display free of wrinkles. he’s standing next to you trying to imitate the way your hands work on the fabric. he adds in a few snarky comments here and there, but you hush him as you’re giving instructions

and when you’ve got a huge rack of clothes from the dressing room that need to go back on the floor, futakuchi offers to help you put them away. he’ll say “ennoshita told me to help out” and you brush it off, but he’s actually lying. he’s helping you on his own accord

he has his asshole persona to keep up with, so he’s still sliding in snide remarks, but you’re so used to it and can keep up with him that he’s always on his toes. he likes this back and forth with you

one day, kuroo starts talking about you with futakuchi to get the 411 on what’s going on between you two. futakuchi denies it all until kuroo starts teasing him by saying he’ll ask you on a date. that’s when futakuchi’s going. wait what

“yeah, there’s a nice restaurant about ten minutes from here and I think going there on a date would really—”

futakuchi starts internally freaking out. he’s going “oh. a date. at a nice italian restaurant near here. wow.”

and kuroo’s got a nice lopsided grin because HE KNOWS and he’s still egging him on

that’s when it finally hits futakuchi. he... he likes you. He Likes You A Lot

the tips of his ears start turning red at this sudden revelation

and upon seeing this kuroo’s like "Alright bud, I was just messing with you. But if you don’t ask her out on a date then I sure as hell will!"

futakuchi’s going alright man give me like a week

Bro futakuchi is even MEANER to you than he was before because he Likes you and Doesn’t Know How To Deal With His Feelings since he’s got the emotional capacity of a grade schooler

futakuchi: wow. that blouse you’re wearing. it suits you.

you: really? thank you I think the color—

futakuchi: yeah. it’s ugly. like you.

you: ...

kuroo’s watching the exchange from the register completely horrified. he’s like. what have I done. futakuchi whips his head over with pleading eyes when you tell him to shove it and kuroo’s shaking his head thinking “I never should have gotten involved”

he’s in too deep already and when you leave the floor to help ennoshita with the stockroom, kuroo has another one-on-one with futakuchi. he tells him the basics like “Don’t call the person you like Ugly”

“well what else am I supposed to say”

truly a lost cause...

it’s like talking to a wall with futakuchi. kuroo’s telling him to be polite and sweet to you and futakuchi’s nodding his head in understanding, but as soon as he’s within a 3ft radius near you his brain is thinking “insult them for attention” kuroo’s like DUDE. WHAT DID I SAY.

this sad exchange goes on for a week and by then kuroo’s like. I give up on you. I can’t deal with this and the holiday rush. he’s waving up the white flag

futakuchi’s been kinda meaner to you than before, so you start ignoring him a bit and he’s getting so frustrated with himself that he doesn’t even know what to do and kuroo notices you two not talking AT ALL during a shift and he’s like. Futakuchi. Just Confess Already. Jesus.

futakuchi wishes he never realized he likes you because he wants to go back to those work days when you two would be Kinda Cheeky towards each other and everything was lax

the confession happens when ennoshita assigns you and futakuchi to work on orders in the back room. at first, futakuchi was trying to find hanamaki to do the work for him, but was promptly dragged by ennoshita to the back. there was no getting out of this

when he saunters on in, he sees you’re already printing out the shipping labels and folding up boxes and it’s silent, your back is facing him and he can definitely feel something is wrong

you saw him searching for hanamaki on the floor and it hurt your feelings because were you that insufferable to work with?

there’s silence between you two and then you break it and tell him that he can go back on the floor if he doesn’t want to work with you

and he can sense the hurt in your voice and he’s like... no, no, no that isn’t it

you’re shaking your head and saying “look, I get it. I get on your nerves. I could tell from this past week and you avoiding me. sorry if I did anything wrong... you can grab hanamaki and we’ll finish these orders while you work in the front”

now futakuchi is internally screaming NONONONONO in his mind because YOU’RE not annoying him at all he’s just a complete dummy who doesn’t know how to deal with his own emotions and now you’re on the verge of crying as you fold some shirts with tissue paper

it’s now or never

futakuchi blurts out that he Really Likes You

at first you think he’s joking and you’re going “Are you serious right now? I’m literally crying and you think NOW is the time to do some fake middle school confession? you’re sick”

POOR GUY HE’S LIKE “NO I REALLY MEAN THAT I LIKE YOU... A LOT...”

he’s right next to you now and grabs onto your shoulders so you can get a good look at his face. his eyes are all business as he confesses again

you’ve got your hand over your mouth and it hits you

futakuchi being Extra Mean to you is his way of showing affection...

now you’re throwing your head back in laughter because he’s so dumb. he’s tall and handsome and too cheeky for his own good, but he’s also like an elementary school kid realizing he’s got his first ever crush and he has absolutely No Idea how to Deal With It

after you’re done laughing, you lightly hit him on the chest and throw in a few lighthearted insults before you hug him as tight as you can. he returns the favor by wrapping his arms around you, practically engulfing you

he’s thinking wow. this is nice. he’s keeping his mouth clamped shut to avoid ruining the moment, but he’s totally digging the way you fit perfectly in his arms

when you pull away you notice his face is red all over and now you’re cracking up and calling him tomato head

and at this, he’s pointing at your running mascara and is like “sure I look like a tomato, but you’re looking like a reject Joker with all that smudged makeup”

now you two are fighting in the back, but in a more loving manner

as soon as you both clock out for the night, futakuchi takes you to the nice italian restaurant nearby. the one kuroo mentioned about a week beforehand

it’s the perfect place for a first date

(he’s too prideful to thank kuroo, but what he instead does is send a selfie with you in the picture + the food during the first date. kuroo’s slow clapping it out. he knew the little asshole could do it.)

#futakuchi #futakuchi keiji #futakuchi headcanons #futakuchi x reader #haikyuu x reader #hq x reader #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu hcs #haikyuu ff #futakuchi hcs #hq headcanons #hq hcs #moosh hcs #futakuchi x you #I HATE TAGGIGNAISGNISGNSJG #I haven't been in a zara for over a year and I'm proud of that

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gingersnapwolves · 4 years ago

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The Untamed, a brief summary [Part 1/6]

Okay my friends, I have heard your calls. Here’s my play-by-play version of The Untamed.

Note the first: I’m dividing it up into sections because it is, after all, a 50 episode series and I doubt anyone will want to wade through it all in one go.

Note the second: I am going to try to be as unbiased as possible. There are different ways to interpret some of the characters’ actions, especially later in the show when things get morally complex. You can find oceans of meta on this stuff, so I will try not to pick a side when at all possible.

Note the third: I’m going to keep the tone pretty light and humorous. This show gets *dark* in the middle but y’all are reading a summary and I don’t want it to get too dry or too depressing. Please pardon me if I am flippant from time to time.

Part One: Sword Wizard School

I thought about doing a character guide but decided it would be easier to introduce you to characters as we meet them, because there are a LOT of characters. However, I am going to give you a brief primer on the important families/places.

Actually, let me back up a little further. The Untamed is a xianxia drama, so it’s about people trying to become immortal celestial beings. They fight monsters and do a lot of magic, and they live in clans/sects. A clan is a family. A sect is a cultivation style/school. The terms are often used interchangeably (even I’m guilty) but they are not exactly the same. Members of a clan will belong to that sect, but the sect will also take in outsiders to train, who are sect members but not clan members.

There are five Great Sects:

Province: Yunmeng; sect: Jiang, home: Lotus Pier

Province: Gusu, sect: Lan, home: Cloud Recesses

Province: Lanling, sect: Jin, home: Koi/Carp Tower

Province: Qinghe, sect: Nie, home: The Unclean Realm (this is not to say it is dirty, it’s from Buddhism and might also translate to ‘The Worldly Realm’)

Province: Qishan, sect: Wen, home: Nightless City/Nevernight (depending on translation)

Here’s a map I made for my fic reference which shows roughly where these provinces are in relation to each other. I may have pretended they were cities in America so I could calculate mileage. Yes I am the world’s biggest nerd, thanks.

H’okay! The show is not in chronological order but I am going in chronological order because the point is to make this simple for you. I’ll admit that I may not get everything 100% correct because it’s been a while since I watched parts of it but I’ll try.

Setting: Caiyi Town, [Gusu]

ENTER A GREMLIN.

Meet Wei Wuxian. He is a 16 year old chaos gremlin with ADHD. He does not look 16 but actors in American dramas pretending to be teenagers also do not look 16 so we’ll let that go. He is with his adopted brother (also 16ish, but younger than Wei Wuxian) Jiang Cheng, and his adopted older sister, Jiang Yanli (probably about 6 years older).

Oh, right. Names. Most characters have two names, a birth name and a ‘courtesy’ name which is a fancy name they get when they’re old enough to get their swords and stuff. They also have titles. For the sake of not driving y’all crazy, I will choose the most commonly used name for the character and stick with it, and then give you a chart at the end so you’ll understand fanfiction.

Wei Wuxian and his siblings are headed to Sword Wizard School in Gusu, hosted by the Lan sect. Wei Wuxian is clearly planning to Be Himself during these lectures, and Jiang Cheng does Not Approve. Jiang Cheng is obviously very serious and concerned with appearances, which makes sense because he is the sect heir. As an adopted son, Wei Wuxian can goof off; Jiang Cheng does not have that luxury. (Wei Wuxian is the son of two of Jiang Cheng’s father’s friends, who died when he was young. More on this later.) Jiang Cheng reminds Wei Wuxian and the other disciples that are with them that they are representing the Jiang sect and they should make a good impression.

They don’t think they can get to Cloud Recesses before dark so they get rooms at an inn.

ENTER A SNOB.

Jin Zixuan is the next fun character you’ll meet. He’s also 16 or thereabouts despite looking 24 at minimum. He is a sect heir to the Lanling Jin and he does not like being near or interacting with strangers. He pays the innkeeper to rent the whole inn and throw any other guests out. Is this a dick move? I’m trying to be unbiased here, so yes. Yes it is.

Wei Wuxian tries to flirt with a couple of Jin Zixuan’s retainers to get them to allow the Yunmeng siblings to stay, but Jin Zixuan decides to be a big jerk about it. Fun fact! Jin Zixuan is betrothed to Jiang Yanli! He is literally throwing his betrothed out of an inn so he doesn’t have to share a building with people. Wei Wuxian gets pissy and picks a fight with him but Jiang Yanli convinces him that he’s not worth it (although she is much nicer about it than any of us would be in her shoes), and they decide to head up to Cloud Recesses despite the time.

But alas! In their haste, they leave their invitation behind.

ENTER AN ICE PRINCE

As the Yunmeng trio try to talk their way past the gate, Lan Wangji arrives. Also 16, he is your classic stoic, repressed gay, and is the younger brother of the Lan Sect leader. With him are a bunch of Lan cultivators and a guy on a stretcher who is clearly in rough shape. The Lan cultivators carry him inside.

Wei Wuxian, pure of heart and dumb of ass, decides that this is a great time to try to talk his way through the gate, figuring that Lan Wangji, being an important person, can let them in. Lan Wangji reacts about how you would expect a stoic repressed gay would to a cute boy flirting with him for the first time: uses a silencing spell on him, tells him he’s absolutely not admitted without their invitation, and locks them out.

Jiang Cheng, who has spent the last 3 minutes desperately trying to get his brother to shut up before he gets them all in trouble, sends him back to town to find the invitation.

Int. Cloud Recesses [Gusu]

ENTER A SOFT MAN AND HIS EXTREMELY STARCHED UNCLE

Lan Xichen, the head of the Lan sect and Lan Wangji’s older brother, is studying the guy they brought in, with his uncle. Lan Xichen is young for a sect leader (he’s only 19 in the book but probably 24-25ish in the show) and his uncle advises him a lot of the time. The guy they brought is kind of dead but also kind of not. They say a bunch of stuff you won’t understand if you have not seen xianxia dramas before. It’s not really important.

Ext. Cloud Recesses [Gusu]

RE-ENTER THE GREMLIN

Wei Wuxian has come back with the invitation to find the rest of his sect no longer waiting outside and all of Cloud Recesses sealed by wards. “Wards are made to be broken,” he says, demonstrating a clear lack of understanding of their purpose. It’s a good thing he’s here for school.

He breaks in, carrying a couple jars of liquor, only to find Lan Wangji standing guard. Lan Wangji reprimands him for breaking important Lan sect rules like a) not breaking and entering, b) not coming in after dark, and c) bringing alcohol, which is forbidden. Wei Wuxian offers him one of the jars because he is 16 and stupid and for some reason thought a bribe was what this situation needed. Lan Wangji pulls a sword on him, which is definitely a reasonable response and not because he has his first boner and he’s angry about it.

They have a sword fight, basically to a draw. Lan Wangji drags him in to see Lan Xichen, who clearly thinks this is hilarious. Wei Wuxian blames everything on Jin Zixuan and Lan Wangji. He also says intelligent things about the not-a-corpse they’re examining, because the writers wanted us to know that he’s not a whole dumbass. Lan Xichen basically slaps him on the wrist, tells him to behave himself and sends him off to the guest house his siblings were given, and then teases Lan Wangji about Baby’s First Crush.

Ext, Nightless City [Qishan]

ENTER AN OVER THE TOP VILLAIN AND HIS HENCHMEN

Nightless City isn’t actually nightless. It’s just never dark there because it’s on top of a volcano, because that’s where all the cool villains live.

This is the home of the Qishan Wen, who are Obviously Evil from the Black Outfits, Volcano Lair, and Shuffling Zombies. Their leader is Wen Ruohan. His personality is that he is evil. He’s saying a bunch of stuff you won’t understand yet and then sends his Obnoxious Son Wen Chao off to look for something. He also sends Wen Qing, who is related to him somehow, presumably. She asks if she can bring her brother, Wen Ning, and Wen Ruohan says sure because all he cares about is Being Evil in his Zombie Volcano Lair.

Int, Cloud Recesses [Gusu]

ENTER A SLACKER and his friend, EVERY RETAIL EMPLOYEE DEALING WITH A KAREN YOU’VE EVER MET.

They’re all at the first lecture, and there’s a ceremony where each visiting sect presents a gift to Lan Qiren (the uncle/teacher). I think we might see what the Jin give him but I don’t care. Right now we’re talking about Nie Huaisang, the younger brother of the sect leader of the Nie sect. He is baby. He has brought a bird to class for no reason other than that he caught it and thinks it’s cool. Presenting to the dour and stern Lan Qiren makes him nervous.

With him is Meng Yao. Unlike everyone else you’ve met so far, Meng Yao is not a member of the gentry. He is the son of the Jin sect leader and a prostitute. (Yes, this makes him Jin ‘I can’t breathe the same air as commoners’ Zixuan’s younger brother.) When he was old enough to do Sword Magic he went to the Jin sect and asked for admittance, and his father had him thrown down a set of 200 steps because his father is an Enormous Douche. (That’s not biased. Hating this dude is one of the few things everyone agrees on.) Then he went to the Nie sect, and they said, “Sure, you can come in, but you’re not really a disciple, mmkay?” and he said sure. But he has worked his way up to being the assistant to the sect leader which is a pretty important position for someone with his background.

Naturally, because Meng Yao is Not Like the Others, a few people take this opportunity to gossip and talk smack about him. Meng Yao is upset but tries not to look it. Lan Xichen takes a moment to reassure him, saying that the Nie sect leader had written to him about what a helpful and awesome assistant he had now, and that Meng Yao obviously lived up to it. Meng Yao immediately develops the world’s Most Obvious Crush Don’t @ Me You Would Too.

ENTER MR. OBNOXIOUS, AN IRON MAIDEN, and A PUPPY. Fortunately these are the last characters you’ll meet for a while.

The Wen sect shows up at the gates of Cloud Recesses like ‘what up, I got a big attitude and fuck you’. The gate dude tells them they can’t come in without an invitation, and Wen Chao attacks him because he was raised in a volcano and they go in anyway. With Wen Chao are Wen Qing and her brother, Wen Ning. They are actually pretty awesome, you just don’t know it yet.

Wen Chao busts in on the Saluting Ceremony just as Jiang Cheng is trying to present their gift, and immediately begins insulting everyone there. You should count yourself fortunate that you’re only reading this because Wen Chao is literally the most obnoxious character in this show. Anyway, Wei Wuxian decides to pick a fight with him even though this is *obviously* a stupid thing to do. (I love Wei Wuxian with my whole heart but he is so stupid at 16 lmao.) He calls Wen Chao out on interrupting Jiang Cheng. Wen Chao reacts completely rationally and calmly BAHAHA who am I kidding, he pulls his sword out. Everyone else pulls their swords out. Wen Qing looks like she has the world’s worst migraine.

Lan Xichen takes out his flute and plays eight seconds of music that makes everyone’s swords go flying into the ceiling. Had I mentioned how awesome Lan Xichen is? Because he is Awesome.

Wen Chao gets even more pissy but Wen Qing shuts him down, saying she and her brother are there for Sword Wizard School and she’s sorry her cousin is such an asshole. Lan Xichen tells them to ‘try to come on time’ tomorrow. Had I mentioned how awesome Lan Xichen is? It bears repeating.

Ext, Cloud Recesses [Gusu]

Wei Wuxian is making fast friends with Nie Huaisang. They decide to go fishing in one of the streams. He sees Wen Qing sneaking around and asks what she’s doing there. She blows him off.

Meng Yao stops Lan Xichen and says goodbye to him. Lan Xichen asks why he’s leaving so soon, and Meng Yao says that he can’t actually stay for the lectures, since he’s only an assistant to the Nie sect, not a disciple. Lan Xichen tells him that Nie Mingjue (the head of the Nie sect) is just and honorable and will surely reward him for working so hard. They make heart eyes at each other for like a solid thirty seconds before Meng Yao manages to leave. I’m sorry, I’m trying to be unbiased. They gaze at each other longingly – no, shit, that’s still biased. They, uh, regard each other with mutual respect for thirty solid seconds and then Meng Yao leaves.

Meanwhile Jiang Cheng is Fretting about the fact that Wei Wuxian is Making a Bad Impression. He ain’t seen nothing yet. Jiang Yanli calms him down.

Wen Qing talks to her brother Wen Ning and is sad because he’s sick. She promises him that someday they’ll be able to leave Nightless City.

Int, Cloud Recesses [Gusu]

Lan Qiren is lecturing. Wei Wuxian proposes some casual heresy. Lan Qiren gets mad and tells him to copy the Chapter of Conduct a thousand times, and throws him out of class. Jiang Cheng tries to crawl under his desk.

Instead of going to copy lines, Wei Wuxian wanders off and meets A PUPPY, ie Wen Ning. He is practicing his archery. Wei Wuxian proceeds to help him with his stance and Wen Ning looks like he just discovered his bisexuality. Wen Qing sees them together and is clearly not thrilled. Wei Wuxian asks her why she’s always wandering around the back hills of Cloud Recesses and asks if she’s looking for something. She tells him not to be stupid and leaves with her brother.

Lan Wangji drags Wei Wuxian back to the library for his punishment. Wei Wuxian proceeds to spend the next few hours doing Everything That Is Not That, which culminates in him exchanging Lan Wangji’s book for some porn when he’s not looking. Lan Wangji tears the porn up and tells him to piss off.

~romance~

Jiang Cheng: I hope you’re proud of yourself.

Wei Wuxian: I absolutely am.

They go back to their guest house. Wen Qing is there. She’s a doctor! Told you she was awesome. Jiang Yanli wasn’t feeling well and Wen Qing gave her some medicine. They talk about the fact that there aren’t lectures for a few days because Lan Qiren is off doing Official Stuff.

But there’s still fun to be had! There’s a water demon attacking people in the nearby town. Lan Xichen is worried that it’s serious and he’s going to go himself. Lan Wangji goes with him. Wei Wuxian asks if he and Jiang Cheng can go ‘get some practice’ as they fight lots of water demons in Yunmeng. Lan Xichen, remembering his brother’s obvious crush, says sure. Wen Ning wants to go too. So does Wen Qing. Lan Xichen suddenly feels like a chaperone on a field trip but says fine because he’s the cool older brother.

Wei Wuxian takes the opportunity to ask questions about the not-a-corpse from earlier. Lan Xichen politely tells him that’s it handled and not to worry about it. Wei Wuxian thinks there’s something he’s not telling him, and he mentions that to Lan Wangji, who agrees but won’t say so. Wei Wuxian can tell anyway because he’s learning to read Lan Wangji’s microexpressions.

They fight a water demon. Jiang Cheng gets injured and Wen Qing patches him up. He looks at her with puppy eyes. Some dumbass loses his sword in the water. Wen Ning tries to help him despite being uniquely unqualified to do so, and passes out. Wei Wuxian tries to rescue both of them, and Lan Wangji ends up rescuing all three of them despite clearly wanting to let the water demon eat them. Jiang Cheng buys a comb to give to Wen Qing but chickens out and doesn’t give it to her. Wei Wuxian deduces that Wen Ning’s illness is because of a previous bad experience with ghostly spirits or something, and gives Wen Qing a talisman to give to her brother that will help protect him from monsters. He says that no matter what she’s looking for at Cloud Recesses, he hopes the talisman will help Wen Ning.

Then he tries to buy Lan Wangji some fruit as a gift. Lan Wangji refuses to look at him. Lan Xichen starts mentally writing wedding invitations.

Ext. Nightless City [Qishan]

ENTER AN EDGELORD (sorry I forgot about him, in fact I think this happened earlier but the timing isn’t really important)

Meet Xue Yang. You have no idea who he is. Wen Ruohan is demanding he hand over something called yin iron. Xue Yang’s response to this is basically ‘choke me harder, Daddy’ and you’re left feeling vaguely disturbed.

Int. Cloud Recesses [Gusu]

It’s party time! Wei Wuxian smuggled some liquor back with him. He, Jiang Cheng, and Nie Huaisang get drunk. They give Jiang Cheng a hard time about his high standards for women.

Lan Wangji comes in like the hall monitor you hated in high school to break it up. Jiang Cheng and Nie Huaisang run away. Wei Wuxian uses a talisman on Lan Wangji to keep him from reporting them and make him take a drink of the alcohol. We all remind ourselves very firmly that he is only 16 and will do stupid shit, despite wanting to slap him. Lan Wangji has never had alcohol before and one drink makes him blackout drunk. Wei Wuxian has to babysit him for the rest of the night. Serves him right.

The next day, they’re all in trouble, even Lan Wangji. Wei Wuxian tries to tell Lan Qiren that it’s not Lan Wangji’s fault, but Lan Wangji accepts his punishment anyway. They get hit with a stick a bunch of times.

Lan Wangji goes to recuperate in the cold springs. Lan Xichen, the world’s biggest troll, sends Wei Wuxian to do the same. Lan Wangji nearly has an aneurysm when Wei Wuxian tries to start taking his clothes off.

ENTER THE PLOT

They get pulled underwater and end up in a cave. It’s a magic cave where only members of the Lan clan are allowed to be. To keep the cave from killing him, Lan Wangji wraps his Magic Forehead Ribbon around Wei Wuxian’s wrist. This is the same magic forehead ribbon he told Wei Wuxian ten episode minutes ago that only parents, spouses, and children are allowed to touch. Draw what conclusions you will.

There’s a ghostly lady in the cave who is Lan Wangji’s ancestor. She tells them Evil Is Abroad. A long time ago a dude named Xue Chonghai took a bunch of pieces of metal and filled them full of evil energy. Everyone banded together and killed him, but the metal couldn’t be completely destroyed, so it was split into ‘the cardinal directions’ and then sealed and hidden. Ah ha! This is what Wen Ruohan is looking for! It’s called Evil MacGuffin yin iron.

Wei Wuxian says if it’s so powerful, why don’t they use it to fight back? Ghost lady says she tried that but it’s too evil and it doesn’t work. She gives them the piece that was sealed in the cave and tells them to go fight evil together. Lan Wangji is glad it’s too cold to have a boner.

Except then she throws them out of the cave and onto dry land and Wei Wuxian lands on top of him and he definitely gets one from that. Sorry, Lan Wangji, I don’t make the rules.

They’ve been missing for two days and everyone is really upset, especially Jiang Cheng, who thinks Wei Wuxian was just goofing off.

Lan Xichen takes the piece of yin iron they got in the cave and seals it in a pouch. They discuss the fact that Wen Ruohan is clearly collecting the pieces of yin iron and this is Bad News Bears. The yin iron will respond to other pieces of yin iron so they decide they should use the piece they have to locate the other pieces.

But first, classes are over! Despite the fact that each of these events has led seamlessly into the next and it seems like they’ve been there a week, they’ve actually been there six months. If you dealt with the Teen Wolf ‘timeline’ I assume you can deal with that lmao.

There’s a lantern-lighting ceremony to celebrate. Wei Wuxian paints a rabbit on his lantern because there were a bunch of rabbits in the cave and Lan Wangji clearly likes rabbits. This makes Lan Wangji smile for the first time. They all light their lanterns and make a wish.

Wei Wuxian wishes he can stand with justice and live without regrets. Lan Wangji looks at him like he’s about to propose. Wen Qing wishes she could protect her little brother and that he’ll always be safe. Jiang Cheng looks at her like he’s about to propose. Nie Huaisang wishes he can pass his classes and get the hell out of high school. Truly, the most relatable.

But the moment is ruined because people start teasing Jin Zixuan and Jiang Yanli, asking why they didn’t light a lantern together and wish for a happy marriage. Jin Zixuan, the paragon of reacting reasonably to things, storms off. He tells his sect members he doesn’t want to hear about the marriage and they should stop bringing it up. Wei Wuxian overhears and they get into a fight. Jiang Yanli manages to get Wei Wuxian to back off.

The next day, Wei Wuxian is being punished for punching a jerk in the face. He is kneeling on the rocks of the courtyard. But he’s already gotten distracted because there’s an anthill and he has ADHD. Lan Wangji calls him ‘unteachable’ and stomps off, clearly mad at his boner like usual.

Because this is kind of important, the two sect leaders have showed up to hash it out. Jiang Yanli’s dad says ‘listen, if your son doesn’t want to marry my daughter, we shouldn’t force him’. Jin Zixuan’s dad says, ‘kids are stupid and they don’t know what they want’. Jiang Yanli’s dad says, ‘well I absolutely agree your son is stupid but he’s being a jerk to my daughter so why don’t we politely call this off before something happens that makes one of us impolitely call it off’, and Jin Zixuan’s dad agrees. Jiang Yanli is upset, although why she actually wanted to marry Jin Zixuan is beyond everyone involved, including the audience. Then again it can’t be easy to hear that some dude who has barely even met you has decided you’re not good enough for him.

Meanwhile, Wei Wuxian sees Lan Xichen telling Lan Wangji ‘be careful’ and correctly deduces that Lan Wangji is leaving with the yin iron to try to find the other pieces, while Lan Xichen stays behind to protect Cloud Recesses since the Wen sect thinks it’s still there. He leaves a note that says ‘gone monster hunting, meet you back at home!’ Jiang Cheng nearly has an aneurysm, especially when his dad is like ‘lmao that kid is such a dumbass’.

~end Sword Wizard School~

okay, guys, what did you think? was this helpful? could you follow it? was it at least vaguely entertaining? should I keep going?

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imaginesbymk · 4 years ago

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“Call in Sick Tomorrow.”

Reservoir Dogs One Shot

Summary: During his final moments, Freddy recalls the events from the robbery and the night before, where you find out who he really is, and because of your job as the retail jeweler at the same store the criminals plan the heist at, you showed up at the wrong place, at the wrong time.

Pairing: Mr. Orange/Freddy Newandyke x Reader

Tags: swearing, angst + violence, guns/shooting, robbery + blood

Non Requested

Word Count: 2,289

Author’s Note: not me simping for a young tim roth lmfaksmwksksksk ugh</3 hope y’all like it - leave a like/reblog + feedback!!!

THE cop who was covered in his own pool of blood from his gunshot wound, was now practically sticking to the dusty warehouse ramp. He laid there for a good fifteen minutes, maybe more or less, who was there to count? His company wasn’t making things better, either. “Listen to me, Marvin... listen to me, Marvin Nash, I’m a cop.”

“Yeah, I know.” The other bloodied cop, Marvin Nash, was tied up and had his ear cut off by Mr. Blonde, all he could do was bicker and moan in pain and rage.

“You do?” The first cop asks.

“Yeah, your name’s Freddy something.”

“Newandyke,” he said. “Freddy Newandyke.”

“Frankie Ferchetti introduced us about five months ago.”

Freddy shakes his head. His wound definitely didn’t cause him memory loss. He was just too clueless to acknowledge colleagues, that was something he was aware of and he needed to work on it. “Shit, I don't remember that at all.”

“I do.” Marvin Nash coughs a bit of blood. “Freddy. How do I look?”

Freddy winces out a chuckle. “What? I don't know what to tell you, Marvin.” How do you look? If I told you, I’d be lucky you’re tied up.

“That fuck. That sick fuck! That fuckin' bastard!”

“Marvin, I need you to hold on. There's cops waiting to move a block away.”

“What the fuck are they waiting for? This fuckin' guy, he slashes my face… and cuts my fuckin' ear off! I'm fuckin' deformed!” Marvin cries out.

Freddy clenches his jaw. How the fuck do you think I feel over here, asshole? “FUCK YOU! Fuck you, my love of my fucking life is gone! I’m fuckin’ dyin’ here! Y/N is gone and I’m fuckin’ dyin’!”

Marvin Nash, a bloodied cop who was now “fucking deformed”, really had no idea how bad the fellow cop’s current state was. Both of them were in pain, but one of them was gonna die first.

Freddy calms down a bit to explain the upcoming events he hopes to happen anytime soon. He was bleeding pretty bad, and it hurt like hell. “They're not to make a move 'til Joe Cabot shows up. I was sent in to get him. Alright? You heard 'em. They said he's on his way.” Marvin lets out a soft breath. Relief was touching a bit of his soul, now all is left is to wait it out, and listen to the sounds of rattling bullets and yells from cops out of one ear.

“Don't pussy out on me now, Marvin,” Freddy says. “We're just gonna sit here and bleed… 'til Joe Cabot sticks his fuckin' head through that door.”

Marvin whimpers, then takes a long pause. “Freddy?”

Freddy looks up at Marvin Nash once more, lying on his arm for support, his body feeling like a throbbing stubbed toe. “Freddy?” Marvin talks about the giant elephant in the room. “What even fucking happened?”

THE last thing Freddy needed was to end up falling for you while he’s undercover. While he’s good at hiding his true identity from the recruits, he was also good at hiding it from you, but it wasn’t what he wanted in the first place.

Freddy would never lie to you, but you don’t know that your boyfriend is actually a cop and not a cool bad boy that took care of weed for customers. It pained Freddy to lie to you about who he was. He never even told you that his name was Freddy, only to refer to him as his alias, Mr. Orange, but you paid no mind to it. You loved the mysterious thrill he had, even if that meant calling him a color most commonly known in a fruit.

To this day, he still wonders why you would want to date someone with such a dangerous persona. You made a living working at the same store the recruits were planning the heist at - Karina’s Wholesale Diamonds, and you were allowed to wear the jewelry that was sold and refined there. You never came to think Mr. Orange was ever gonna steal from you, holding you at gunpoint? Rob your store while his face is covered then he kisses you goodnight hours after?

And so, Freddy’s confession and his first and last fight with you happened the night before the heist. A stressful twelve hours, and it all started with you throwing his police badge on the coffee table, right on top of his Marvel catalog.

“You’ve been staring at that thing for a whole minute now,” you said, standing stiff as a statue, towering over him on the couch.

Mr. Orange scrunches his nose. “It was from a cop back in Torrance. The fucker most likely lost his job for carelessly leaving it on a bench.”

“You’ve visited Torrance?”

He nodded. “Y/N, I kept that badge in one of my stashes. You and I agreed to not go through each other’s shit like that - y’know, outta respect?”

“I know that, but you asked me to get your TV guide from one of the drawers. You said you keep it next to your stash, I may not have found pot but I definitely found that.” You nod at the badge.

Orange shrugs. “I don’t know what to tell you, babes, but that ain’t mine. Also I ran outta weed, that’s why I haven’t been making any sales lately.”

“You must suck at reeling customers in,” you took out your other hand hidden behind your back, now throwing four poorly folded sheets of paper stapled together right next to the badge. “Otherwise why the hell would you have this; an annotated script about you delivering weed to people, the same words you told me about how you walked into the men’s room with a big bag of weed in front of a couple of cops and a dog?”

Orange was silent. You knew he was lying. Silence was as painful as spewing out another lie. Not once has there ever been a close call, but now he was trapped with no words to come out his mouth. Even if he did have something to say, each lie he told you felt like he was throwing daggers at your heart. He couldn’t take it anymore.

“Orange, is there something you’re not telling me?” Orange merely frowned and got up from the couch, eyeing you up and down. He looked tired from whatever he did the whole day and resting on the couch while watching a movie on the TV was well needed. That, but he was tired of sleeping next to you while a police badge was taunting him in one of the drawers.

“I don’t sell weed, y/n. And the police badge wasn’t from Torrance.”

“So all of that... you smuggling weed in a bowling bag?” you scoff, feeling your blood boil. “You just made that up?”

“Y/n- baby” he starts.

“What the hell? Why would you make that up?” you ask.

“It’s what I had to do,” Orange says.

You scoff. “Right. That was your way of making friends or to get free drinks, or even getting me to sleep with you?”

“It’s not like that, it was never like that.”

“This is so fucked up!” Hearing you say that made Freddy’s heart fall into a thousand pieces. “Tell me the truth, Orange, if that’s even your fucking name. Who gives birth, looks at their child and goes, ‘Your name is Orange’? As if your kid won’t ever get bullied from that.”

“That’s because that isn’t my fucking name. It’s an alias.”

You shook your head. “Okay, then. Who the fuck are you?”

He clenched his eyes shut, and opened them, wishing you disappeared out of his sight. “Look at my badge.”

You slowly hunched over the table, picking up the badge. You raised a brow at him.

“I want you to hold it while I tell you. My real name is Freddy Newandyke. I’m working undercover for a diamond heist formed by Joe Cabot... the group of criminals he hired are gonna rob your store, stuff a briefcase full of diamonds worth a college tuition, and they’re gonna break it apart, pawn it, whatever fulfills their need.”

“You’re a cop,” you say, confirming what he said was true. Otherwise, that could have been another lie.

He nodded. “I work for the LAPD.”

“What else?”

A pause, then he traces his finger on your hand before curling it with his. “I love you.” His face softens. “My name’s Freddy Newandyke. I’m a cop. The gang I’m undercover for is gonna rob your store tomorrow, and I love you.”

You slowly nodded, looking down at the badge in your other hand. There were no signs of a lie in his tone of voice. His name seems legit, and of course, you loved him, too. “Why didn’t you tell me... Freddy?”

“Because you go after guys that would do the things I told in my story, fellas who you fantasize of having a fucking Bonnie and Clyde ride or die bullshit with, and not me - a cop who geeks out over Marvel.”

“You’re saying my work is being targeted for a heist?” you said. “And you’re part of it?”

Freddy nodded. “You think I’m ever gonna rob you, lie to your face like that? Then walk out of your life, take off just like that - and never see you again?”

“You’ve been lying to me.”

“I’m sorry for lying to you, and whether I told you about who I was or not, I don’t want you involved. Crime gets you in trouble, being undercover puts you in danger,” Freddy kisses your forehead. “You can get caught stealing and smuggling drugs, you can get caught slipping out of character if you’re not careful. You can’t win.”

You tried walking around the couch to disperse into the kitchen, but Freddy stopped in front of you. “I wasn’t born yesterday, asshole. I know what an undercover cop is, if your cover gets blown, you’re fucked.” You crossed your arms. “So what else is gonna happen?”

“We planned this; cops are gonna show up on time, as long as a gun doesn’t go off, we’ll be okay, and the men will be in cuffs as well as Joe Cabot. But listen to me, I don’t want you to show up to work tomorrow, I don’t want you there, I don’t want to have a man in a suit point a gun at your face, and I definitely don’t want you to be a hero,” Freddy says, cupping both your cheeks. “That’s my job.”

“I’m freakin’ pissed at you, but I’m not gonna stay home.” You took his hands off your face.

“I’d rather let myself get caught by a bunch of criminals than have your life threatened by criminals.”

“You’re willing to do that?”

“Anything for you.”

“I don’t want you to get hurt.”

“Getting hurt is part of the job. Y/n, you can’t be a hero. Not like that.”

“Freddy-”

“Y/n, please.” Freddy begs, his face tightening. “If you can’t forgive me; if you can’t trust me anymore, then you can hate me all you want. But for fuck’s sake, at least call in sick tomorrow.”

Yet, you were so stubborn, that was something you needed to work on. Freddy knew it, too. You didn’t listen. The day came, and you showed up, anyway, not wanting to live knowing the guy you loved no matter who he claimed he was. He was in charge of standing at the door, not allowing anyone access inside or out. But upon seeing you behind the counter through the glass window, you saw Freddy’s face drop. “No…”

The deafening sound of the alarm goes off by one of the retailers, forcing Mr. Blonde to shoot everyone he saw, including you.

Freddy cried out this time, “No!”

People inside- the employees and customers, all screamed together. Freddy slammed his hands against the display windows, watching you as you fall back onto the floor, bleeding out from your shoulder. Mr. Blonde nearly shot everyone in the room, even almost hitting Mr. White in the process. He spotted your foot sticking out, and you attempted to crawl away, but he pointed his gun at you again.

Just as planned, the police break in, prompting him to run away. You collapsed in your pool of blood, realizing how this was straight out of a crime movie scene, and the pain of your wound was inexplicable. How could you feel it with every inch in your body and still manage to move ever so slightly?

You looked back, realizing you were all alone, the only one left alive. Freddy didn’t do what a hero would have done, and escaped with the men, holding back his tears with his dear life behind the dark shades of his sunglasses, fighting to stay in character.

He had to assume the more logical conclusion; you were treated at the hospital, or you bleed to death back at that jewelry wholesale, and you died hating him.

Whether you knew him as a criminal or an undercover cop, you were going to show up, anyway, because you want to protect him, like any kind of Bonnie and Clyde you’d expect from movies. Except Bonnie and Clyde were both shot to death. In this world, Clyde escapes - Bonnie was left to bleed out.

FREDDY stared up at Marvin Nash. Does Freddy regret accepting the undercover mission? A brave young man like him took such a dangerous job, but he knew he was better off without it. The last thing he said to you swarmed his mind like bees; “Call in sick tomorrow.”

THE END

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hyunsracha · 5 years ago

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for your entertainment — han jisung

word count: 2.3k

summary: jisung panics when he sees cute people. he also stares at them.

so you work at an entertainment store right

where ppl can buy like uhhh movies and albums n merch n stuff!!

u like ur job.. it’s one of the least popular stores in the mall so u spend most of ur time organizing and reorganizing with one earbud in listening to music

u have to wear a boring grey t-shirt as uniform so u spice things up by making the rest of u look good

everyone else does the same thing i mean … ur manager lia wears purple eyeshadow ok

ur other manager chris doesn’t even try to look good! and it’s so fucking annoying u wanna knock his fuck 24/7

random girl: hehe<3 can i have ur number?

chris: only if u sign up for our rewards program<3

u, angry bc u haven’t sold any rewards programs in a week: >:(

ur other two co-workers are hyunjin and jeongin.

hyunjin has a pretty popular youtube dancer cover channel, but for Copyright Reasons it’s not paying the bills

and jeongin is a senior in high school and this is his first job and u just wanna pinch his little cheeks every time u work together

“y/n i swear to god i’m gonna punch u and get fired rn stop POKING MY CHEEKS-”

“he’s just a little baby…*to passing customer* LOOK AT THE BABY!”

“>:(((“

so it’s a tuesday night.

tuesday nights are the fucking best (worst if u love talking to ppl) bc u’ll get like … 2 customers in 4 hours?

it’s 8pm and the mall closes at 9

usually u start vacuuming at 8:30 but at like 7:50 chris was like “GET THE FUCKING VACUUM WE’RE CLOSING RN !!”

jeongin: u do it.

u: no u do it bitch.

jeongin: *sticks out his fist*

u sigh and do rock paper scissors like the baby wants.

and u lose

u fucking lose

and jeongin just cackles, sitting down on the stool behind the registers

so u trudge to the back room and the vacuum, grumbling about how ur older so jeongin should be doing this!!

but it’s fine!

so you’re vacuuming right.

and in storms Han Jisung

yes han jisung is the kinda dude to come to the mall right before closing and go on a shopping spree

he’s got his best friend lee minho in tow, who does Not look happy to be here.

“come on minho!! i need to get season 4 of naruto to finish my collection!!” jisung whines, pulling on his friend’s arm as he stands on his tiptoes to look for the anime section.

“can you keep your voice down?? i have an image, yanno.”

“minho you’re literally here to buy a kelly clarkson album.”

minho grumbles and waddles off towards the cds, where you are...vacuuming...loudly

and minho’s like -____- why are u so fucking loud

like u don’t MEAN to be loud?? but it’s a VACUUM??

so minho’s looking for his beloved kelly clarkson album right,

and jisung comes around the corner, season 4 of naruto in tow.

and he sees you

and nearly drops it

jisung gets crushes very easily okay..

he can’t help it! the boy loves to love (◕‿◕)♡

and u look so cute in ur lil t-shirt!! like a little retail angel!!

so he grabs minho’s arm and DRAGS HIM TO where the movies are

and he panics!

“THEY’RE SO CUTE AAH I WANNA GIVE THEM A BIG FAT HUG-”

“do you mean the person vacuuming -__- loud as hell”

“minho it’s a vacuum.”

so you stop vacuuming and return the vacuum to the back room (and wash ur hands in the bathroom bc the soap smells like lemons and sunshine) and come back to the floor

u have a ton of time until closing so u just. sit.. and start reorganizing the heavy metal albums.

after a while u feel … weird … like ur being watched

so u turn around and. there they are. staring like (・_・)

and ur like “HELLO?!?!” but u don’t say anything

u just give them a Customer Service Smile and a, “can i help you with anything?”

jisung just giggles and shakes his head and minho keeps fuckign staring

mr lee i will knock ur fuck is that what u want

so u shrug and go back to ur sorting, keeping an eye on the CREEPS in ur store.

at 8:55 chris is like “jeongin go close the gate.” n jeongin’s like “FUCK YEAH” bc he gets to hold a big stick

so he’s walking towards the front of the store with his Big Stick when he sees jisung and minho

“what da hell are y’all doing?” is what he thinks but he says, “(: hi! the store closes in five minutes and i’m about to close the front gate. i’m so sorry, but you have to leave now! :)”

so jisung pouts and minho rolls his eyes, dragging his friend out of the store.

jeongin uses his Big Stick to pull the gate down and he locks it at about mid calf level so y’all can get out.

so that night, u go home and do some homework, but ur still thinking about those weirdos.

but! u’ll probably never see them again!

right?

Wrong.

u see them the next day!

they’re still watching u, but they’re closer

and minho looks more irritated.

towards the end of the night, ur Upset and Confused so u go over to them like o_o. What do u want.

and jisung goes JISJSJHTIE

and minho goes, “jisung thinks you’re cute.”

u start to blush, but jisung squeaks, “NO ahah- uh- he likes to talk in third person! he’s jisung ahaha.”

“my name is not jisung i would Hate to be named jisung.”

“WH- why? there’s a soccer player named jisung. and an idol! multiple idols!”

“yeah the guy in nct is 2 years younger than you and has the same name. and what have You done successfully? Quickly-”

“HEY-”

the two boys in front of u bicker while u start zoning out at the wall behind them.

you knew that the boy with blue hair was jisung, but you didn’t know the one with brown hair. and you assumed that they were friends, judging by the .. bonding activity that is staring at an employee.

and jisung wasn’t …. ugly

like he was really … really cute

but staring at people is fucking weird, jisung!!

when u finally snap out of it, u huff, “okay losers. we are closing soon. so you have to leave. but you’re welcome to come back tomorrow if you’re going to actually talk to me and not just stand in the corner! okay?”

the boys nod, grinning at each other before dashing out of the store.

so, like u said, they’re back the next day!

and this time they actually talk to u! Wow!

you’re sitting on the floor in the back of the store, organizing the funko pops for the 70th time when you feel A Presence.

two, actually.

it’s the two boys, sitting on either side of u.

“hi,” jisung says, playing with his fingers in his lap.

“you’re jisung, right? the cute one..” u reply absentmindedly

u hear a choking sound and then Silence

miss jisung ? miss JISUNG ?

he’s alive, but jfc BARELY

u just called him the CUTE ONE?!?!?

paying no mind, u turn to the boy on ur right, “and you are?”

“lee minho. don’t worry, you won’t forget it.”

“was that supposed to be a pick-up line?”

“did it work?”

“no.”

“HAH!” and jisung’s alive again.

u spend the rest of ur shift talking to the boys, telling them all about ur life while they told u about theirs

u learned that minho was a dancer just like hyunjin! but he went to the nearby university to study.

and that’s where he met jisung, who’s a music composition major

...and a soundcloud rapper…

u could help the laugh that pushed past ur lips at his words

“WHY ARE U LAUGHING.”

“a SoundCloud rapper. really, sung?”

“IT’S COOL ヾ(`ヘ´)ﾉﾞ”

u couldn’t imagine him as a ‘cool’ rapper dude

he just looked so fluffy :(

at 8:55, the boys got kicked out by jeongin again, but they stood outside the gate, waiting for u

“What do y’all want.”

“i wanna walk u to ur car:(“

“i don’t.”

“ok minho then Leave.”

“NO DON’T he’s my ride don’t say that to him.”

it’s dark outside, and a warm wind blows through ur hair.

it’s late spring, with summer (and finals) fast approaching.

“walking me to my car...what a gentleman…”

“yeah that’s why you should totally go on a date with me haha.”

“what?”

“you said-”

“i didn’t say anything.”

minho sighs from behind u, not understanding why his best friend has to be so damn stupid all the time

u lean on ur driver’s side door, not making eye contact with the boy

u didn’t know how to say bye..no one’s ever walked u to ur car before??

“so…” jisung speaks for u, “can i … have your number? so i don’t show up at the store when you’re not working.” he holds his phone out for u to take, a sheepish smile barely visible due to the lights in the parking lot.

“oh! totally.” you take the phone from him, jolting when ur fingers graze his. u set ur contact as ‘the person sungie likes to stare at~” before giving it back to him.

he chuckles at the name, and u feel something inside of u go DOKIDOKI

when he says goodnight and walks away, minho giving u a quick nod, u lock urself in ur car so u can PANIC

u barely know this boy. he’s a weirdo. why is ur heart going dokidoki

heart STOP IT!!

it only gets worse when u hear the text notification sound from ur phone:

[ unknown ]: do u work tmrw? (^_−)☆ i already miss u

…. frick …. he texts cute

dammit jisung why couldn’t u send the laughing emoji

[ y/n ]: i do ! ^.^ i’ll see u then?

[ creeper ]: wouldn’t miss it~ (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧ goodnight!

u nearly slam ur head on the steering wheel.

true to his word, jisung was back the next day

and the day after that

the day after That, u were off, so u didn’t see him

but u guys texted nearly all day!

jisung was just … really easy to talk to :/

and really funny :/

and every time he giggled u just wanted to cry a little bit :/

and u feel like a CLOWN bc u have a CRUSH on this dude that hangs out with u at WORK

one day, ur at work, and jisung isn't there:((

u feel a little dumb being upset about it, but u were starting to get used to the little guy

“somebody looks like a sad clown.”

“hyunjin~” u whine.

“oh no. that’s the boy problems whine. uhhh suddenly i’m on break!” he tries to stand and walk away, but u pull him back down next to u.

see, u and hyunjin were pretty close.

u two are the same age and watch the same dramas.

and ur both super dramatic

which is WHY when u got ur heart broken by lee donghyuck a few months after u started working there, he was ur shoulder to cry - and complain - on.

“stop :( there was this boy who came in every day and talked to me and he’s super cute but he’s not here today and i miss him :(“

hyunjin just …. stared at u like …. wtf are u talking about

“do you have his number?”

“yes.”

“have you texted him to ask why he’s not here today?”

“...no…”

“(；￣Д￣) Y/N U FUCKIN FOOL!!! U ABSOLUTE IMBECILE!!!”

“STOP YELLING AT ME HWANG HYUNJIN I’LL DESTROY EVERYTHING YOU LOVE!”

a customer standing in front of the register, trying to buy some headphones: uh.. should i go?

u make hyunjin deal with the customer while u sneak out ur phone to text jisung

[ y/n ]: where are u . no one is here 2 annoy me today (except hyunjin but he doesn’t count)

u wait 5 minutes … no reply

10 minutes … no reply

an hour … no reply

“WAAAAA ｡･ﾟﾟ*(>д<)*ﾟﾟ･｡ HYUNJIN ｡･ﾟﾟ*(>д<)*ﾟﾟ･｡”

hyunjin, handing a poor lady her receipt: jesus fucking christ

ur sulking as u leave the store that night

u still feel dumb, but now ur too Sad to feel dumb

u press the lock button on ur car keys so the lights would come on and the horn would sound, telling u where ur car was

“OH FUCK- jesus...stupid car…”

….that’s not what ur car horn sounds like.

u slowly approach, holding ur keys in between ur fingers

ur not afraid to stab a bitch with ur mail key and that’s on wolverine.

u breathe a sigh of Relief when u see it’s just jisung leaning against ur door

wait

jisung

“jisung?” u voice ur thoughts

his hand comes up to rub the back of his neck, “yeah..hi..sorry i didn’t text you back. i nearly backed out of doing this and i didn’t wanna look stupid.”

“you look stupid all the time.”

“jeez, thanks.”

u cross ur arms, stepping closer to the boy, “back out of what?”

“well i uh- do you remember how minho said i think you’re cute on the first day we talked?”

you nod.

“well...that hasn’t changed. i think you’re cute...really cute, actually.”

you blush again, just like the first time, “what does me being cute have to do with you standing in front of my car?”

“well, i don’t have a car, so i’m hoping...you can drive when we go on our first date?”

your heart nearly stops, but you start to smile.

“han jisung, are you asking me out?”

“are you saying yes?”

“yes.”

“then yeah. i am.”

your smile only gets wider as you close the gap between you two, wrapping your arms around his middle. he pats your head, a chuckle vibrating under your ear.

“also i need a ride home. minho dropped me off.”

“*sigh* jisung…”

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ladybugkisses · 3 years ago

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I love her so much!!I wanna know about all her relationships!! She seems very well fleshed out

AAA THANK YOUUU ! !! 💕💞💕

let me try and talk about Those now then (gonna keep stuff a bit brief so this doesn't turn into a very long post + because we don't actually know all that much about the characters yet (i might still throw in some headcanon based stuff though lmao))

Alastor

they met in 1927, he was a regular at the diner she worked at

yes she listened to his show on the radio but in the previous >post< i mentioned how she sucks at processing audio/audio recognition so she didn’t recognize him at all lmao eVERY BASTARD ON THE RADIO SOUNDS THE SAME

they started bonding over the fact they were both Single And Not Interested In Mingling, Love Is For Fools

fastforward almost a year they start thinking “well shit if i wanna spend the rest of my life with someone it’s with you” and start dating, oops

fastforward a few years and a little funny fun fact is my sona reveals to be a messed up bithc before he gets the chance to do it first

“hey alastor uhhh you wouldn’t happen to know how to hide a body, would ya” (would like to add this is the first and only murder she commits and it was a case of self-defense turned into going overboard with it)

couples that kill together stick together :^)

fastforward more years. he dies. she dies nearly a year later. a few months after being in hell they reunite and she breaks things off with him LMAO now we can start a nearly-a-century-long case of Will They Won’t They

also known as what i want to think niffty would later name it The Cycle Of Stupidity where we’re good friends > uh oh we end up getting too close > awkward > keeping our distance now > nevermind we’re good friends again > uh oH W

the amount of slip-ups these two have that they end up sweeping under a rug infuriates me and i’m the one writing this, hi

things get a bit more complicated when my sona starts to work for neøn in the 2000s though because they’re said to not treat their employees well and it makes alastor’s overprotective nonsense shoot through the damn roof and i don’t much appreciate that. sir i can take care of myself

most of the years before that were dealt with a lot of stubborn pride, bad timing and fears. now they just think they wouldn’t work anymore while still insisting to have each other in their afterlives somehow, even if the amount of time they go without seeing each other seems to be getting longer

anyway fastforward to the present AKA the pilot- they 100% believe they’re over each other. spoilers: they’re fukcing NOT and good god are they emotionally constipated/stupid about it

there’s so much left to say but i want to show it in art form rather than here so hey i hope y’all got the very extremely basic idea of the timeline for now gdskgsks

Rosie

of course alastor would introduce my sona to rosie. OF COURSE

should probably mention this is going off the assumption that alastor would know rosie pretty early in his death (if this ends up being wrong i’ll rewrite it a bit, it’s fine lmao)

anyway, he didn’t like the shitty job my sona had and thought rosie could offer her something. BOOM new gardener if rosie doesn’t end up having a big garden and a manor i’m sueing, c’mon. look at her. look at her name

my sona was kinda scared of her at first ngl, but got over it pretty quick. like. in the span of an hour

i’d like to think that, while mostly work related at first, our relationship becomes an actual friendship

she’s actually probably a bit motherly towards me. and i believe in rosie being taller than alastor supremacy so that’d make me TINY to her and she ends up petnaming me “rosebud” and “little dove” (y’all remember when i said alastor and i have a bunch of slip-ups? that last petname is related to one of them lmao)

she sure knows how to keep a secret!

doesn’t much appreciate how often alastor seems to visit her just so he can see me, but she also can’t help but find it kinda endearing i guess? ??

we stay in touch even after i stop working for her. it’s all good! but boy is my sona glad to be out of the cannibal colony more often gdsGDSKN

Niffty

going off the assumption niffty knew alastor early in her death, we meet sometime in the 50s

alastor introduces us by getting her to help me clean my apartment after staying way too long in a depressive state. which i don’t appreciate like No i don’t care that it’s somehow part of the deal she made with you. ALSO I DON’T NEED A NEW BABYSITTER-

she’s at least enthuasiastic about it i guess?? he also has her check on me for a while. and she insists on coming because thinking about the mess will drive her crazier

also she’s so nosy about me and alastor gsdkngs she’s invested

all that made us develop a very genuine friendship tho!! ! dare i say she’s one of my best friends!

she was also the one to introduce me to more modern stuff (50s stuff at least) and the reason my sona likes 50s fashion a lot in the first place lmao- it’s the start of my sona’s path to keeping up with the times i suppose

it’s also thanks to her that my sona finds a new job- it’s in retail but oh well we’re already in hell

i’ve listened to hairspray’s “welcome to the 60s” and twisted it enough in my brain for it to be about niffty showing my sona around the 50s themed side of hell after she’s been cooped up in her apartment for too long one too many times

i was very excited to find out i’d be working alongside her and husk at the hotel! but-

-more on that in (Part 2)

#because this turned out much longer than i thought it would oops good thing i got another ask about this haha sEE YA THERE #asks #anonymous #hc tag #no pictures this time oR ELSE

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nahimjustfeelingit-writes · 5 years ago

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Imagine:

Reader working in retail dealing with a rude customer and Erik is a regular who steps in to put the customer in their place.

“Who the fuck is the manager for this place?”

An angry white woman with thin brunette hair wearing a floral blouse with navy blue slacks marches into a thrift record and book store located in Soho. She had an old record in her hand; a Hall and Oates classic. Looking around with beady angry eyes, she presses her thin chapped lips into a hard line.

“Hellloooo?!!! I said who is the got damn manager of this dump?!!”

Y/N, the manager in question, was ringing up a few customers, wishing them a good day before closing her register. She heard the loud woman loud and clear. Y/N had dealt with this same woman and her daughter on plenty of occasions but they still decided to show their faces. If you had a problem with the thrift store why continue to come back? She wasn’t going to entertain them today.

“Y/N, you want me to call the police?” Y/N’s cousin, Layla, came into the thrifted shop to help every now and then.

“No, it’s cool. I can deal with it. Just get the bat ready just in case I gotta crack some skulls open.”

Clearly, the woman and her daughter didn’t know who they were messing with. Y/N is skilled in jujitsu and she could swing a bat at your ass like you were a baseball. She had to do that to some drunk man one evening who thought he would come in and rob her.

“How about that African stick that Erik got for you? The Nguni stick?”

A sly smirk slid across her face at the mention of his name. Erik Stevens was a regular of hers at the thrift shop. He would come to see her almost every night since he lived in a fancy condo in Soho, Manhattan. Layla was convinced that Erik had a huge crush on Y/N but a man like him couldn’t crush on Y/N. He was gorgeous. Full head of short moisturized dreads, fresh shape up, smelling like coco butter and mango butter, skin smooth and blemish free minus the smooth cemetrical scars on his arms. Manicured nails, white teeth, smooth moisturized lips, muscles everywhere, a deep raspy voice with an allure that has her weak in the knees. Y/N could talk about Erik all damn day and swoon.

“Yeah, bring out the Nguni.”

Y/N adjusted her skater skirt before walking around the register to approach the angry white woman. Her daughter was just behind her with arms folded and a scowl on her face. Let the bitch try something. They were just jealous because Y/N made more profit than they did at that musty ass boutique they owned. Hating ass bitches.

“Can I help you?!” Y/N approached with obvious annoyance.

“I want a fucking refund!!” The woman shook the record in Y/N’s face with rage.

“This piece of shit won’t play!!! You gave me a fucked up record and I want my damn money back.”

“Non-refundable.” Y/N cut the woman off sharply.

“Excuse me?” The daughter decides th speak up now.

“I SAID. Non-refundable. Now can y’all please leave my fucking store this is a regular thing with y’all two.”

Both of their faces grew red like a beet. Y/N was ready to handle their ass if they tried anything.

“See, what kind of owner tells their customer that? You are supposed to be selling good quality items at a thrifted price and you can’t even do that?” The woman expected her words to cut deep but they didn’t.

“Sounds like hate to me. Now it’s time for y’all to go and don’t come back I’m sick of seeing y’all face. Y’all supposed to be running a boutique, right? Ain’t making no money coming up in here with all that bullshit.”

At that point, both the woman and her daughter walked closer like they wanted to do something. Layla walks around the counter, Nguni stick in hand. Luckily there were no other customers in sight. Too late, the door opens and in walks Erik Stevens dressed in an oversized denim jacket, white t-shirt, black cargo pants, and some black timbs. The smile on his face faded once he saw the angry glare on Y/N’s beautiful face.

“Y/N, what’s going on, baby girl?” Erik steps forward, shoulders squared. The sound of his voice made Y/N’s heart melt. She looked up at him, eyes softer now and eyelashes batting like an innocent girl.

“Don’t worry yourself handsome, they’ll be gone real soon.”

The woman looked over her shoulder at Erik, looking him up and down with disgust. Erik was used to that look and it wasn’t about to faze him at all.

“Got a problem with your eyes?” He says while taking his place next to Y/N.

“Are you her husband or something?” The daughter asks with interest. She was loving the sight of Erik and it made Y/N want to gag.

“Dont worry about all that. What’s the problem?” Erik folds his toned arms across his chest, legs in a wide stance.

“I want my money back that’s what,” the woman points to the record angrily again, “it won’t play! She’s selling items that are damaged! I need my money now or I’m not leaving.”

“Oh, you’re leaving. Now.” Erik says with a predatory voice. The woman and her daughter slightly jump at the change in tone. No longer was it smooth and hypnotic. It was dangerous and scary.

“Andrea, call your father,” the woman asks in a hurry.

“Bring your husband and watch I toss his ass out of here.” Erik laughs.

“ARE YOU THREATENING MY HUSBAND?!!” At this point the woman was beyond distraught. She looked like she wanted to cry. What did she think she was coming in here to get her way? It doesn’t work like that.

“You, your husband, your daughter,” Y/N says with a sly smirk, “step foot in here again and see what happens.”

“Free country!” The daughter, Andrea, yells over her mothers shoulder, a pinched look on her face and her chin held high like she was something.

“Layla, pass me my stick,” Y/N reached for the stick, grabbing it in hand to show them that she wasn’t all talk. She meant business.

“Look, she’s gonna use her stick. Do that and we’ll call the police.”

“Nothing new with y’all people anyway. Why don’t y’all just get the fuck out?! You don’t want Y/N and Layla to put hands on y’all, right?” Erik was just as fed up with the shit. Even in this moment Y/N was extremely turned on.

This was going on long enough. Y/N could tell that the woman and her daughter were loosing it, realizing that they weren’t going to get their way with this.

“Well? I don’t see y’all moving.” Erik barks out. The door to the shop opens and a stout man with grey receding hair and a mustache that reminded you of the end of a broom steps forward with his fists balled like he was about to do something.

“What the hell is the problem!!!” He yells. He sounded like a sailor. A fucking Popeye.

“Nothing, dear, go back to the shop.”

“Oh, there is a problem. Andrea texts me about coming here because some man is making threats to my family! My brother is a detective he will have you arrested, pal!”

He wagged his finger at Erik who stood there with a wide grin.

“Go ahead, super Mario looking mother fucker. Shit don’t faze me. All I’m saying is, your salty ass wife and daughter need to bounce. This ain’t their place, they are trespassing.”

Erik Shrugs, “so what’s it gonna be? Cuz y’all getting too comfortable.”

The woman and her husband share looks while Andrea watches from the door with a sour expression.

“...Becky, lets go.”

The mention of her name made Y/N laugh. Erik had to nudge her shoulder to stop her before he broke out into a fit. He needed to keep it serious if these people were to leave. Finally.

“No! No Robert!” She was on the verge of tears.

“Becky...we have to close up shop. Plus, let’s not get involved with these types of people. You don’t know what they are capable of. One of them has a damn stick dont be surprised if they don’t have a gun.”

His words cut deeply. He knew what he was doing saying that. Erik’s eyes squinted at the man, his jaw clenched tightly. He was trying his hardest to keep his cool after that purposeful comment. He wanted to provoke them so they could give him a reason to call the police or continue to stereotype them.

“FINE!!!” She throws the record down, the sound of it breaking catching all of their attention. Without a care, she turns, pushing past Robert and her daughter to leave. Robert gives Erik and the others one final look before leaving himself, stepping on the record with a stomp before exiting. Layla, Erik, and Y/N watch the doors close, all of them collectively sighing before shaking their heads.

“Some bullshit,” Layla says, “makes me wanna follow them and beat their ass.

“AINT worth it, shorty,” Erik says with an exhausting voice, “they gone, let them go back to that funky ass store and continue to hate on Y/N.”

Erik pulls Y/N in for a tight hug, “I don’t play with that shit. Fucking with my girl like that. Mad she flexing on y’all.”

Y/N allowed herself to smell Erik. He smelled just as tantalizing as he always did. He was so warm and big, big in a protective way. She loved the fact that she could feel every single muscle through his thick layer of clothes. His lips pressed into her forehead.

“You knew I had to stop by before I headed home, girl,” Erik pulls away from her, looking from the stick he gifted her to her pretty face. He never got the courage to ask her on a date but Erik knew she was feeling him just as much as he was.

“I was wondering when you would come by,” she looks away shyly, “thanks for sticking up for me, you didn’t have to.”

“What I just say?” Erik arches a single brow. Y/N licks her lips nervously.

“You hear me talking to you?” He grabs both sides of her face, making her look up at him.

“No body. Messes with. My girl.”

His words cut deeply like a sharp knife. She could feel it sinking deeply within her veins. His girl. That’s what he referred to her as.

“Okay...” she was being timid. Erik laughs, his hands on her waist.

“You got them books I wanted? The Malcom X ones?”

Y/N knew Erik could buy them online but he wanted to be near her. She fought to squeal about that.

“Yeah, I saved them just for you.”

“Good, show me.”

#killmonger imagine #killmonger x reader #killmonger fanfiction #black panther killmonger #erik killmonger #nahimjustfeelingit-writes

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syndianites · 5 years ago

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How do you feel about Wag/Steve/Martha as a ship? Have any headcanons for them?

I think it’s a good ship! Though, to be fair, I was mostly excited at having a poly ship.

From the standpoint of the series itself, the relationship is a little... dubious? Because, yeah, Martha and Wag flirted. And yeah, Martha and Steve were engaged. But there was that awkward, unsure territory where Steve wasn’t around (Because his actor just. Vanished), and we didn’t ever get to see any ironing out of the relationship.

So I’m sure a lot of people took it as “Oh, since Steve is gone Martha moved on to Wag.” And then there was the breaking of the engagement, then there was the finale, etc etc.

Now, ignoring all of that, the relationship would have been so sweet to see :v

Wag and Steve have such different vibes, and it was lovely to see Martha have two dependable people by her side.

Now, for head canons

-Wag and Steve were somewhat hostile at first, before they got the poly part worked out.

-Wag and Steve don’t like each other romantically, both like Martha romantically, and Martha likes them both romantically.

-Wag sometimes gets insecure about how he fits into the relationship, but he doesn’t like to admit when he does. This leads to him trying to dance around the subject of asking if he’s a valued part of the relationship and joking about it. Steve and Marta pick up on the signs after a while, and when it happens they find time to talk- usually over a group relax session- and help assure Wag that he’s loved.

-Steve can get upset about feeling second place to Martha. Not in a “I should be the most important” way, but in a “If it came down to it, and she had to choose, would she pick me?” He’s a bit more forward about how he’s feeling, normally taking a moment to talk to Martha about it privately. Martha tells him that she would refuse to choose between them, and that both are first in her heart.

-Martha gets worried that she’ll lose one of them. She already felt lucky to have Steve, having Wag by her side too? Among other things, she’s afraid one will leave or get pushed away by all the struggles she has as a demigod. Though she tries not to, she’ll get a bit clingy during this time. She’ll feel bad about taking up their time, but each take it in stride and do their best to make sure she knows how much they care about her.

-Once they finally make it official between themselves, they make no effort to announce it. First of all, there’s the fear of intolerance from the people around them. Hell, Helgrind already doesn’t like things that stray from his doctrine. When any of the townspeople ask, they give mixed answers.

-Steve gives a non-committal shrug or a vague answer

(”Hey, I think Martha is cheating on you with the wizard Waglington.”

”Alright.”)

-Wag gives a cryptic answer or just a bizarre one.

(”Hey, you know Martha is in a relationship with Steve, right?”

”Aren’t we all?”)

-Martha gives the person a smile and a laugh.

(”What do you think you’re doing with two men hanging off your arms? They won’t stick around when they find out what you’re doing.”

”They’ll be fine.”)

-Martha calls Steve and Wag “her boys”

-Dates are typically done one on one, though sometimes they take a private one with all three of them together.

-Despite the rough start, Steve and Wag get along well.

-Steve doesn’t mind helping Wag out with spells and magic, since he’s done his best to keep up with Martha’s for so long.

-Wag keeps trying to find ways to help around Steve’s farm that involves magic.

-Sometimes Steve and Wag take some trips together. Doesn’t matter what the goal is, who really benefits out of it, they just want to make an effort to get to know each other better.

-They still clash, of course. Most of the time, it’s not about Martha. Sometimes it’s about the farm, or about Wag always leaving the bed a mess, or about Steve being too rough, or about whatever is going down in Dagrun at the moment.

-When it is about Martha, they usually yell it out, take a breather, and force themselves to sit down and work it out. It makes Martha happy to see them put in the effort to stay on good terms, and it makes them happier to be living with someone they can agree with.

-Wag stays up late and sleeps late. Getting him into bed early either involves Martha sweet talking him into it or Steve just picking him up and holding him on the bed.

-Steve can, will, and has always gotten up early. Farm work requires constant maintenance, so he has to be up with the sun.

-Martha always gives Steve a sleepy kiss when he gets up to do work. She’ll get up a couple hours later and makes tea or coffee for herself.

-Steve normally cooks. He’s the best at it and generally he’s the most awake to make breakfast. Nothing beats some farm fresh food.

-Martha can cook, but they all agree Steve’s can’t be beat. She doesn’t mind taking over meals to help out when he’s tired or has cooked too many days in a row.

-Wag is banned from the kitchen. He’s allowed to make sandwiches, or other non-cooking required meals, but that’s it. He tries to get creative, so he either burns the food, makes it inedible, or attempts to use magic on it with disastrous results. He’s allowed to help, though, with supervision.

-(Wag thinks their cooking methods are boring, but concedes nonetheless)

-Wag is the most vocally affectionate. He speaks loving words like he breathes air. He also speaks them to Steve, who appreciates them.

-Steve is physically affectionate. He’ll ruffle air, pat you on the arm, give you a side hug, lay a kiss on your forehead, and so on. Words are not his strongest point, but he is fond of pet names.

-Martha likes simple, small shows of affection. Hand holding, that sweet smile her boys get when they think she isn’t looking, when they do small things for her like get her a cup of tea or lay a blanket over her. She’s also fond of flowers, and takes to planting the ones they give her around the house.

-Martha is the most protective of the bunch. She won’t usually make a scene, but she gets the overly polite, curt way of interacting you see on retail-workers who are just a little bit done with the situation. If she actually gets in a fight, though, she’ll protect her boys to the end.

-Steve is the most likely to beat someone up for the other two. Give ‘em a right rumble. Normally he can get away with intimidating people, so he doesn’t usually have to go that far.

-Wag just messes with whoever gets too up in their business. A small spell here and the person starts to bock like a chicken. Or speaks backwards. Or goes cross-eyed. All temporary of course, but enough to make the person back off.

-Martha and Wag both enjoy being carried by Steve.

-Steve smells like hay and honey and they love it. No, Wag doesn’t like Steve like that, but it’s calming to sleep next to Steve with the heavy weight of his arm across Wag’s waist and the smell of hay. Martha agrees.

-Martha smells like paper and vanilla. Whenever she visits Ianite, she comes back smelling like lavender. She’s not too fond of that, though, because it makes her feel like her mom.

-Wag smells like an unscented candle and dust. He claims it’s from all the spells he uses, but the other two know it’s because he often takes an impromptu nap when trying out new spells or rituals.

-Steve and Martha like to spend time together sitting on the porch either talking, reading, or just sitting together.

-Wag and Martha like to spend time together in the library pouring through books and reading about magic.

-The first person to figure out about their relationship is Jordan, and he doesn’t realize he figured it out until about two hours after he saw Steve and Wag taking Martha out on a date.

-Jordan, of course, asks the others if they knew and they look at him like he grew a second head.

-Tom is the first to ask about it, going to Steve.

(”Are you, Martha, and Wag in a relationship?”

“About time you noticed.”“

“Actually, Jordan noticed.”)

-Tiem Reester accepts it immediately, and Ianite and Dianite are happy for them. Tom and Jordan don’t really care, Sonja is overjoyed for Martha, and Tucker shrugs it off.

-When the finale happens, well, I guess Martha’s nightmare became a reality :)

Thanks for reading all the way through! If you guys want to hear about any other ships, or want to ask any specific things about this one, my ask box is open!

Have a good one y’all =)

#asks #mianite asks #mianite #Martha the Mystic #Farmer Steve #Waglington #James Hayes #Farmarthlington #we need a ship name for this #Magic Farming?#Mareveton?#idk #Anonymous

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digitalduckie · 5 years ago

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Hey y’all. I’ve been quiet on the front over her as work has me pretty slammed. I won’t go into the details because it’s beside the point.

But I did want to give y’all a heads up that I’ve decided to forego attending Delta H Con next month. I’m really bummed that I’ve had to make that decision, but it’s for the best. Working retail as my regular job already puts me at risk and the last thing I want to do is go to a con and facilitate the spread of Covid-19.

I urge everyone who has conventions they’re attending, whether Delta H or otherwise, to seriously reconsider. I know for a lot of folks these events are the sole shining beacon in an otherwise often very dull world. I know a lot of people look forward to them every year. And I know that especially between the pandemic and civil strife, a lot of people are feeling a desperate need for -something- to do, enjoy, and relax with. But it’s only by doing the responsible thing that we can help each other get through this sooner rather than later.

The BEST way to ensure you don’t catch or spread Covid-19 is to stay home unless you have an essential trip to make. Consider checking out online conventions, joining in group video calls with friends, and following artists and vendors who are or would be at the shows if they could.

But if you do decide to go ahead and attend, I URGE you to please please please take steps while you’re there to help protect yourself and your fellow attendees.

- Wear a mask if you can! Even a simple bandana will do. But it MUST cover your mouth AND your nose. You should wear it even while outside unless you know you will be in total isolation. I know it’s not always the most comfortable. I wear one 8+ hours a day for 5+ days a week at work so believe me I know. Take breaks as needed but make sure you’re isolated when you remove your mask. I’m sure there will be some vendors/artists selling masks and mask accessories probably featuring some of your favorite shows/games/etc on them but please don’t show up maskless until then. Buy those masks to support those vendors and keep them as a supplement to what you already have. Resuable/washable cloth masks are a great alternative to ones you have to throw away and reduces waste!

- Wear gloves if you can! This is also not the most comfortable thing to be doing for long periods of time, trust me. My nails are peeling in layers because I’ve had to wear them so much. But make sure you have plenty of pairs on hand (haha) in case you need to change them. Take them off when you tear them, use the bathroom, get ready to eat, need to touch your face, or get something messy on them. Replace them rather than put them back on if you can help it.

- Wash/sanitize your hands often especially if you’re not wearing gloves.

- Shower. Shower, shower, shower. Not just for con funk or con crud. Shower.

- Reduce the amount of direct physical contact you have with others. I feel like a bit of a jerk not being able to shake the hands of people I’ve been introduced to or high-five my coworkers for a job well done over the past few months, but it’s for the better for both of us.

- Maintain social distancing at all times. Six feet is the MINIMUM, y’all. Please be patient with each other. If you cannot pass someone without giving adequate clearance, find an alternate route and/or wait until they move in turn. If someone asks you to give them more space, give it to them.

- Do not touch anyone’s pets or service animals! Aside from the fact that service animals are working and should not be touched/pet as a safety precaution to their handlers, there is some evidence that animals can also contract Covid-19. At the very least, it could be possible to spread the virus by putting it on the animal’s fur and then it gets transferred to the handler.

- Do not touch anything you are not going to purchase. If you need a closer look at a product or you have questions, ask the vendor or artist.

- Please please please consider using your credit card or a prepaid card as much as possible over cash. Cash is by far the dirtiest thing in the world. Passing it around between vendors and attendees means passing around whatever was on someone else’s hands. I know not everyone is going to be able to accept cards, but it’s become super common for people to be able to do so now a days and more than likely you’ll have few issues being able to make a purchase without cash.

- Follow all guidelines set out by con and hotel staff. They’re trying to ensure you have a good time while remaining safe but also making sure they’re safe.

- Consider taking a moment to learn some basic sign language. Many hard of hearing and deaf people have a difficult time understanding people with masks on as it can muffle their voice and hide their lips. Learning sign language can help you interact with and engage your fellow attendees and can be a useful skill long after the pandemic has passed! It’s a win/win really.

- Utilize curbside pick up and delivery options where you can. If you need to pick up something for lunch or dinner, taking it back to your room and not dining in is the safest option you have. But curbside and delivery are options to consider even outside the realm of food. If you need goods or supplies, whether it’s the latest video game or a cute shirt you found on the website, ask for pick up or delivery to reduce the amount of time you’re in or at the store.

- Excuse yourself from the area/show if you don’t feel safe or if you cannot comply with guidelines. If you’re greatly concerned, bring it up to staff.

- Above all else, simply be considerate. Be kind. Be respectful. Be excellent to each other.

#long post #i just came to break the news that i would not be at delta h this year #and ended up feeling the need to reinforce and make suggestions on how to stay safe #i hope those of you going have a good time #but please take care of yourselves!

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oliveam · 5 years ago

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hiya loves ! i’m so pumped to be here , truly can’t believe my eyes w the surplus of talent all around me ! unfortunately capitalism literally has me in a chokehold & the life of a retail worker trudges on even with the virus rampant , so i’m actually at work , soz , but i’m eager to spend the hours between shifts eagerly making up for lost time ( & for once i actually did something in advance to ensure i wouldn’t get stuck behind the current . . . clearly i’m love struck ) ! so here this baby is , & here eye am ( amie , 9teen , pst ) to love & be loved back ;_;

full name : olive penelope black nicknames : o , olly if you’re prepared to be glared into an early grave birthdate : october 31 hometown : portland , maine current location : cape coral international school , maine languages spoken : english , latin , some italian distinguishing features : pearly white smile , runway ready hair at all times physical ailments : asthma sexuality : bisexual but in the closet likes : morning crossword puzzles with her dad , mint chocolate ice cream , amazon prime ( fleabag & the marvelous mrs. maisel in particular ) , the comfort of her room , math class with her favorite professor , sibling outings where she can force them to pay attention wholly to her , rock music , being a nosy lil witch , pouting , a racket in her hand , pride & prejudice ( 2005 , obvs ) dislikes : church on sunday mornings , the radio , facebook ( the social network on the other hand . . . ) , feeling / being out of the loop , martinis , being alone with her mother character trope : the maiden . the main draw to this particular trope was the analogy to fiona from shrek , who can be likened to olive quite meaningfully , with the parallels between each girl’s youth coming to mind ( save for the whole ogre business , though she does have queen of the swamp noted in her future plans ) , such as being raised in a coddled , spoiled home , but lacking any true relationship with the bearers of her gilded childhood ( more so her mother in olive’s case ) . if her parents could have stuck her up in a tower during her teenage years , they would have signed straight up as a clause in the adoption papers . moreover , olive believes she knows best , when really she doesn’t know much at all ⏤⏤⏤ about the important things , at least . she is currently unaware about her family’s involvement with the collapse , & is far from suspecting a thing , though she is nosy beyond all else , which won’t bode well in her future ⏤⏤⏤ she might have overlooked the whole scandal as nothing more than an interesting change in school dynamics at first , but if there’s even an inkling that tickles her radar , it’ll be tough to distract & throw her off the trail .

‘ . ⋆ ❬ 🎶 !

001. stay ( i missed you ) by lisa loeb . while olive may not have experienced the events depicted in the song herself ( nor ever been in a relationship ) , the voice of the narrator speaks strongly to her , & if a break - up like that ever would happen to olive , this is how she’d react , but more so than the lyrics are the annotations & notes on the song’s genius page , which if anything served as inspiration for olive . the thing that really cemented this song for me though was this : “ you said that i was naive and i thought that i was strong ” . a perfect ��way to sum her up !

002. you sexy thing by zella day . lmfao , she’s a romantic babey !!! but fr , this is how she’d act if she ever got loved up .

003. creme de la creme by evalyn . this song just . . . gets her . literally every lyric is a tidbit i can go on about , but even the general i don’t know what my life is , but i know this vibe of it all is just chef’s kiss .

‘ . ⋆ ❬ 🕶 !

olive was adopted as a newborn under circumstances unknown to her , but her dad liked to joke she came to them by way of a stork . she thought this was true until the age of nine .

introduces herself as olive , immediately followed by “ my mom love’s a martini ” . most people take it as a joke . it’s not :/

a lot of people like to throw the word ‘ prude ’ around , enough so that it’s basically synonymous with olive’s name at this point . safe to say , that’s a typical schoolyard insult that stuck six years too long . she’s not picky , or even obsessed with finding the RiGhT oNe . if anything , she’s almost desperate for love , but in a way that she doesn’t actually want it . or is too scared of its enormity . take the heralded richard siken quote for example : actually , you said love , for you , is larger than the usual romantic love . it’s like a religion . it’s terrifying . no one will ever want to sleep with you . i mean ?? that quote just strips this bitch down to her core ! & if i loved you less , i might be able to talk about it more !!!!!!!!!! ( she doesn’t currently love anyone , but y’all get the gist ) . it’s overwhelming in a way that she’s scared to be so wholly overtaken by something she doesn’t understand , yet yearns . i could continue to yap about this particular subject forever , but i’ll save your eyes .

olive’s got a head on her shoulders , a sharp one at that . her grades aren’t the highest in her year , nor even in the top ten , but that’s more down to her general lack of passion for school than might of mind . she’s got a keen eye & an even keener mind when she wills it , shedding the role of spoiled brat imprinted upon her by fortune without issue if the situation appropriately deems�� it .

olive is a sweetheart at her core , but she can be quite callous . not in a cruel way , a la a regina george , but in a harsh way she can’t quite control , when her filter gets screwed & she’s not prone to sensitivity , or is moody & prone to a swift mood shift . that said , she’s as warm as a hug from your nana to most , while being unafraid to make her favorites clear , generally paying so much attention to particular people that others feel iced out , when really they’re just not on her radar , as brutal as that sounds . for her friends , she’s genuinely ride or die ; think mike from stranger things ( she’d jump off that cliff for dustin’s baby teeth any day ! ) . she was also raised a certain way , with luxuries at her fingertips , & may unintentionally be tone deaf at times , though that’d probably be from coming on too hard rather than being ignorant .

if you lie to her , she won’t ever forget it , nor truly forgive . i wouldn’t test it .

seriously . she’s been coding / hacking since she was eight as a playtime & since excelling in math courses & generally sharpening the skill through hours wasted on gaming sites & html that positively drys the eyes right out a la spongebob , she’s gotten better than she can even objectively note . she’ll browse the school system for fun or on a dare , but she’s never been invested enough in a certain grade to change it for herself , so browsing is all it was . that is , unless a friend asks for a favor ⏤⏤⏤ that ride or die life baby .

she’s a fighter ! she’s a lover ! she will kick ass & kiss cheeks !

‘ . ⋆ ❬ 👯 !

i like to really delve into personally forged connections between muns , so unfortunately no wanted cons as of yet , but here is where all of olive’s established connections will sit ! for now , i do have this tag :~)

⋆ connection / tba . blah blah !

#i wrote this half outta my mind :)#depth. : ↷ . ⋆ ❪ don’t 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝗻𝗮 go 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ the 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 .

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hms-chill · 5 years ago

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The Fanfic Writer’s Guide to London Life in the 18th Century: Background, Population Shifts

With school starting up again I won’t have as much time to write fanfic, but that doesn’t mean I can’t help other people write it! I took a class on London Life in the 18th Century last semester and thought I’d clean up my notes a bit and post them here for a reference if anyone wants/needs/can use it. If y’all like stuff like this, I wouldn’t be opposed to putting more together! And if you use it and tag me in anything you write, I would be OVER. THE. MOON.

BACKGROUND: - London was a center for wealth and commercial activity. It faced Europe, and its position on the Thames River (which was relatively easy for large boats to navigate) made it a central hub for connecting with the Continent. It was also a common 'stepping off point' for the colonies. -- THE ROYAL EXCHANGE was built in 1567 to help London's trade/commerce rival the Dutch. It became an important place for retail and business in the 17th century (1600s) and helped turn London into a global commercial center. The original burned down in the Great Fire, but it was rebuilt in the mid- 1670s (and then again in 1838).

- One in six British adults had visited London at some point in their lives. It had an incredibly transient population, and it was common for people to come and go following cycles of work or Court. Rich folks came because of its central position, and tradespeople and servants and the like followed them. Young folks came to learn from those tradespeople or to try to climb the social structure in an economic hub.

- London was a center not only for commerce but also for institutional, political, and policy change. Most people in Great Britain (which included Scotland from 1707 forward and Ireland starting in 1801) had an idea and understanding of what was happening in London

POPULATION GROWTH THROUGH MIGRATION

- Each district in London had its own unique population profile and attracted migrants differently. West End and elite residential areas had seasonal population fluctuations linked to court and parliament (as the wealthy would go to the country in the summer, when it got too hot and disease could set in in the city).

- Some 'unskilled' positions were seasonal as well, especially those related to food production

- There was HUGE population turnover. People were always coming and going.

- London's population was biased toward women. In 1801, the city was 54% female.

- The population was also very young, and those coming to London as teenagers or in their early twenties were there largely to learn a trade or start a career before leaving.

- Early in the century, there were low marriage and birth rates, and that led to a low dependency ratio (meaning basically that most people could kind of support themselves to some degree). This changed from about mid century on, when birth rates and marriage rates went up and the age of marriage fell.

BIRTH AND DEATH

- There were high levels of 'illegitimate' birth. Young people or female servants often came to London to avoid social censure in rural communities. As a result, charities began to appear supporting single mothers and 'foundlings', or children abandoned by parents who could not support them.

- Early marriages from mid century on led to a high birth rate

- Elites gave birth in London because medicine there was ahead of more rural areas (though not as good as in Edinburgh)

- Infant mortality was high due to diseases of overcrowding. Really all mortality was high due to things like overcrowding, polluted water, and a whole lot of gin (I just have "gin craze" in my notes)

- There was also an issue with overcrowding churchyards and burial grounds, which they solved by burying new bodies on top of the old ones. This led to shallow graves, which led to polluted water. As a side note, this also led to a lot of our modern mythology surrounding graveyards. The bodies on top would break down and release gasses into the air that gave rise to the belief in ghosts, and then wolves (who are obviously touched by the supernatural) would show up to eat the shallowly buried bodies, they became another sign of creepy activity.

GEOGRAPHY AND TOPOGRAPHY This is just copied straight from the professor's handout; thanks Stanna. "London was (and is) a political, economic, and judicial center; these activities are reflected in the city's topography.

Romans founded London on a site where natural land routes intersected with navigable waterways; the Thames is navigable 50 miles inland; London Basin had deep-water harbors; also land access was relatively easy through gaps in the surrounding hills.

The first nucleus of London is the City of London to the west of the docks and was also founded by the Romans; it is about 1 square mile. It stretches from Aldgate in the district of Whitechapel to Temple Bar, once the arch where the severed heads of traitors were displayed. Located close to the docks, the City became a financial and commercial center, the heart of the British shipping industry, the center of the world's re-export trade, the center of international insurance. It was developed with commercial rather than governmental issues in mind.

Upstream about a mile is the City of Westminster, the second core of London; it became the political capital of England, Scotland, Wales, and Ireland; the administrative head of the colonial empire. Much elite housing and institutions.

Linking the City and Westminster along the Thames was a major road called the Strand and a third district, the legal district. There was established during the late Middle Ages the Inns of Court, the law schools, and the courts themselves. Elite housing to the north of this axis."

#Hannah's History Lessons #tggtvav #the gentleman's guide to vice and virtue #18th century London #1700s #1700s London #history ref

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alovecraft · 5 years ago

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...because, fuck it why not. let’s write about stuff that happened today.

. Got snarked at because the cart wasn’t “completely full” of stock. When I pointed out I am having breathing issues and wanted to try to get merch out, I was snarked at again with “There are people who are sicker than you who come into work every day.”

This is not a fucking competition to see who the sickest retail monkey is.

. Was told that if I “didn’t feel like working” I could always go talk to the store manager and get 14 days off. I said I wanted to be paid.

. Got pulled to count customers going in and out of the store. Made jokes with some customers, creeped a few out, had a couple stop and ask if it was ok to go into the store.

Had one guy genuinely curious as to what I was doing, so I showed him our counter (simple counter on the ipad thanks to the people who work in the tech depts of the company, or whomever made it) and talked with him about customer occupancy and how much this past year’s Black Friday deals were “a total let down” (he was disappointed). Made jokes about “getting the important stuff” as a guy set his case of beer down (hey, gotta make people laugh somehow).

Had few people complain about the cordoned off walkway to get into the store, had to remind a few that the exit doors won’t open if you’re outside. Had a guy complain about how the current walk path for the entrance is “fucking bullshit,” a “waste of time,” and “only causes people to bottle up.”

Well, my dude, if y’all would adhere to the 6 foot rule y’all wouldn’t be all up in each others breathing space.

. Saw two customers with crocheted masks! They looked super cool but I wonder if they’re itchy. And then I wonder if acrylic yarn does anything to help? But, then again, I am a dork who has been wearing a bandana.

. Had a customer lament that we are out of bandanas and had to go with a pre-cut yard of black and make a joke about making the men in her family be “bank robbers.” I told her that was ok cuz a lot of us look like them now.

. Was told that we lied to a customer on Saturday because someone told them that we were sold out of bandanas but they were able to “buy this one” (as they pointed to their face) on Sunday. I told them, yes, we did sell out on Saturday but there was a truck that night and the bandanas were probably on there. I got an eyeroll and a half-assed comment about how I’m a liar and hiding the bandanas.

Dude, our bandanas are fucking ugly this year. Also, I have my own stash in my house. I will beat you with merch if you try to steal mine.

. We are almost completely out of fat quarters and the fabric person has no concept of what “polycotton” is and just stared at me as I told the customer to go with 100% cotton instead. (and it was also like $3 cheaper). We are completely out of elastic, almost out of hair ties (was able to get some because I was down to my last two and I break them so frequently).

. Decided to be a dick and spend a bit of time working on my assignment in the stock room because I couldn’t get out of the grump loop.

. Friend dropped off two masks his wife made (one for each of us) and immediately got snapped by the elastic. I’m claiming the green one for myself.

. Grossed out a coworker.

. Made a joke about how I should’ve worn my top hat today.

. Got made fun of because I talked at the phone.

Seriously, if I can’t hear you I will ask you to repeat yourself. If I have to repeat myself over and over again because you can’t be bothered to speak into your phone, I will make faces when I put you on hold. My coworkers thought it was hilarious because I’d “only been over here an hour, imagine what would happen if I did this for 8 hours a day!”

I worked in a call center for two years. I can do fucking awesome phone niceties.

. Bought duster for the computer fan. Now I gotta wait til tomorrow or wednesday to clean it.

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stop-breaking-my-heart-telltale · 5 years ago

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[an update]

I mentioned last night that I would make this post. There are a few things I want to talk about for this week and December.

Next week...

As many of you know, I’m currently working two jobs while going to school, one of which is in retail. This week is a holiday break from school, but Thanksgiving and Black Friday are also coming up and that means my workplace has been a hellfire.

I’m working double the hours I usually would and today is literally my only day off until next Monday. Because of that, I will be mostly absent all week, including the weekend. Meaning that we won’t have any character/ship nights next week.

I just wanted to let you know so that when I don’t post the usual polls is because we’re not doing it and not because I forgot again.

Drabbles

That being said, I’m going to try and get ahead on my drabbles and queue them up to post just in case I don’t have time to post them myself.

I’m determined to finish this and post all 30 of them, even if they end up bleeding into December a bit.

And speaking of December, I wanted to do something fun.

December + contest/giveaway/gift thing/I don’t know what to call it....

I was talking about this with one of my co-workers who knows I run this blog in my spare time and that I enjoy writing. I was telling him about how much y’all mean to me and how much fun I have talking to you during our character and ship nights, but also how I sometimes feel like I don’t do enough... which is dumb, I know, haha. I write stories, I interact with you guys a lot, and all this but sometimes I want to do more, y’know?

So, then we started talking about writing requests and all those prompts you guys sent in a while ago. I asked for those because I was looking for as many ideas as possible for the writing challenge this month, and I’ve written a lot of them for this challenge!

However, there was a lot that I have yet to get to. A lot of great ones.

Because of that, he gave me a suggestion that I kind of like: a contest/giveaway...thing. Except not. Sort of. Kind of a contest/giveaway thing, haha.

I don’t know what else to call it, but he thought it’d be cool if I did something where I give you guys a prompt like “Why is TWDG so important to you?” or “Which season of TWDG is your favorite and why?” or whatever, and then say a handful of you write mini “essays,” if you want to call it that, and post them under a certain tag while also tagging me.

I read through them a pick a winner, and that person will get a one-shot from me about anything they want.

Lemme give you an example using an existing story:

Say John Doe wins, and I get into contact with him and say, “Hey, you win! I’ll write a one-shot of your choice!” and John Doe’s like, “Great! I want an angsty Clouis story where Louis dies and Clementine talks to him a dream with some sad smooching and Lee’s there, too!” and then I would proceed to write [write to me].

Or, maybe Jane Doe wins and she’s like “I want a Lousim story that takes place after Louis loses his tongue and Aasim and him grow closer and fall in love, and a year later, Louis decides he wants to confess in the most Louis way possible, despite not having a voice anymore. It’s also winter time and lots of soft lousim cuddling and smooching.” I would then write that one-shot with the details you provided.

Essentially, you give me a request of what you want and I’ll 100% do it. I’ll take extra time to make sure it’s my absolute best work, take the things/elements you want and incorporate them into the story, and then post it with credit to you as the winner. I’ll work with you as much as possible to make sure you love it, a gift from me to you this coming holiday season.

So that’s like... the giveaway part? I guess? I don’t have anything I can physically send you guys but I can write you a fic of your choice.

It’s something that I thought could be fun for you guys and for myself, and honestly, it would make me feel better about the requests that I get and good to give back.

There’ll be rules and guidelines of course, like I won’t do certain ships or anything with explicit sexual content, but I’ll go over all that when I make the official post.

And to kind of get an idea of how many would be into participating in this or if they think it could be fun or not, I did make a poll. All the results will be for my eyes only, it’s anonymous, and there’s an OTHER option where you can add your own thoughts and answer.

I’m doing it this way because if no one wants to do it or thinks it’s a dumb idea or whatever, I won’t do it! But if y’all are interested, I will!

And yes, I am anticipating the ever-present “Why are you doing this instead of with you why do you hate us you selfish prick-” responses because they never fail to come in hahaha.

And if you have any other questions, you can always send me an ask!

In conclusion

I’ll be gone next week, I’ll try and catch up on my drabbles, and I wanna know your thoughts on the thing I presented for next month. Sorry for the long post, but I wanted to throw it all on the table before we start Tenniana night later and before I get to work on my drabbles.

I love you guys! Thank you! ❤️

#update #now i gotta go make some tea and get ready to work on drabbles #this next one is a mitch one and i'm into it haha #long post #i didn't mean to make it this long but y'know me #remember if you have any questions about the contest thing don't be afraid to ask #or if you have any thoughts of feedback #it's all appreciated

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