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hyunverse · 2 years ago

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hello my sweet loveeee i hope ur day has been good :)) i just woke up and i’m about to go grocery shopping and i’m hoping they have my favorite pastry 🙏🏼 what’d you get up to today ? :)) anime names for cats are always so fitting yk ?? like it just works with cats so i completely respect that. i will be sure to give them kisses for u when i get home hehe. and yea dude the rats here are NASTY. people’s dogs can also do some reallyyyyyy questionable things 😭😭

YEP THE BACK LINE UR SO RIGHT i love that dorito shape on men 👌🏼. i feel like out of all the kpop idols in 4th gen, sunghoon, chan, hyunjin, and mingi have like the broadest shoulders i’ve seen so far like i literally think you could lay across them and just be fine (which like yes sign me up pls). YES VICTORRR so dead and sweet and gorg he is prime dead example 🙏🏼 i also wish i had long fingers. i’m always shocked at seeing the size diff of jeongins hand to his phone 😩 talk about sexy. god i just love hands i could talk about them for days it’s like embarrassing atp

sushi all day every day !! i will pick sushi over anything always 🤭 nachos are def up there too tho i love a nice loaded nacho. also thank you for your input thats so good to know. i will definitely be trying it out then :))) i love thai food so much as well so that’s good to know too ^_^ thank u love. SAME my heart beats so fast and i get the shakes 😭. it also oddly makes me break out rly bad ?? but it’s like painful acne too ?? idek. asian dolce latte sounds soooo good rn. i bet our starbucks menus are so different (tbh anything but americas seems better for all food chains). the christmas specials are always so good too, i love when they actually come up w new stuff here

SOOOOO SMOOCHABLE even for todays concert he just looked so so good. i was so mesmerized by felix and jeongin from the clips i’ve seen. something about the tight black jeans just does it for me every timeeeee 😩 MINHOS THIGHS don’t get me started again 🤭🤭. they all looked so good and i love the new dark blue outfits, it’s so sexy 😩

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sweet love is so cute i’m melting. hello angel baby <3 my day has been super good ^__^ i just watched an anime film called suzume, almost teared up im ngl ☹️ i have a tendeancy to cry during films 😔 it’s the sensitive heart in me 🤝 aaaa i lovelovelove grocery shopping sm <3 the cereal section makes me happy eventhough i don’t typically buy them </3 i hope they have your fav pastry, babe! whats ur fave? i love bagels, or any pastry that has meat in it, really. what do the dogs do there, help 😭 i think malaysian dogs are pretty normal 😟

DORITO SHAPE I CACKLEEEED. U DIDNT JUST CALL THEM DORITO SHAPED 😭 chan’s back mmmm. esp that one performance, i think wolfgang where he took off his shirt ISBDKWJS MAKES ME FERAL ‼️ also maybe its just me but sharp collarbones... delish.

victor is the man them e-boys wish they were but arent. they could never be victor. he is far too beautiful. unreachable visual 💯 talking abt animated characters... how are we feeling about howl pendragon? so sexy 😋 JEONGIN’S HANDS ARE SO BIG LIKEEEE?? /:+"!+ THE SIGHT OF THEM MAKES ME MALFUNCTION?? SIR PUT THAT HAND IN MINE RN ‼️ HIS PHONE BE LOOKING LIKE AN ERASER IN HIS HAND BCS HOW BIG HIS HAND IS. HRJFHEHF R GRTRR

coffee is so good it’s unfair that its bad for us 😭 why r bad things always so good. smh. i think our starbies menus are deffo different, actually, a lot of our fast food menus are different me thinks. esp with the fact that malaysia is a dominantly muslim country, so a lot of chain restaurants have to be halal (muslim friendly) — therefore they don’t serve food that contain pork or alcohol. i think that's the main reason why malaysian menus are super different compared to america’s!! i know there are certain recipes available there which aren’t here </3 also!! ik most americans typically customize their starbucks — compared to that, malaysians usually opt for whatever that’s on the menu. i rarely customize my order tbh ^__^ and whats up with American mcdonalds constantly having a broken ice cream machine? istg i go for a mcdonald's ice cream run every week and its never broken 😭 oh and u mentioning thai food is making me crave for pandan leaves chicken </3

concert vids are always so good. THE HYUNE DANCING VIDS CONTAMINATING MY TIKTOK FYP RN IS CRAZY. CRAZY I TELL U!! someone said that hyunjin flirts through his dancing and oh god. . . it’s so true. now i can’t get the thought outta my head. FELIX BEEN ACTING UP A LIL TOO MUCH LATELY BABE... WHATS UP WITH THE CONSTANT SHIRT LIFTING 🤨 HES IN HIS S WORD ERA ISTG ‼️dark looks fit them sm 😋 they look so 😋 nomnom able 😋 minho’s thighs in them leather jeans doe. . . think abt it...

it’s like 4am rn i shud sleep. have a good day my baby, kisskisskiss <3

#rin’s lovemail!#🐈‍⬛ anon 💌

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ahjustroza · 3 years ago

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Hello, if you're still taking requests, what about a HC for the Main 6 with a GN!MC who is like Deathstroke/Deadpool basically an immortal mercenary who can't die and gets into all sorts of dangerous situations

Lmao! Your wish is my command!

Also, I still take requests yes. I just write painfully slow sometimes lol 😔

Deadpool-like MC Headcanon

Asra

Did you saw him mad before?

He will make the hellfire fall upon your enemies

Asra is not the one to fight often

Yet if he senses trouble he will be on alert

Will get you behind him too

So cute

He knows you can regenerate

But what if you suddenly won't heal anymore?

He is not taking any risks

He hates it even when you get sick, what do you mean people wanting your ability to heal??

No. No. No.

No no no no no.

No.

No one is allowed to touch his lover.

The mere thought of it makes him sick.

Asra scares to touch you

What if he holds your hand too tight?

What if his hands are dry and won't feel nice when he touches your face?

What if you will be uncomfortable with him clinging to you?

I mean he is touchy with you.

This is not like that.

He loves you so much that sometimes he just can't even touch you

He will be fine with only looking at you and love you

Whenever he touches you his fingers feels like feathers on your skin

So he will ask a lot of protection runes and spells from Muriel

Will also research your condition

Will make a great to heart conversation with you about not getting yourself into dangerous situations

He is too open to you when it comes to feelings and opinions

He knows your everything

And you know his everything

You know full well that Asra is not dealing well with the possibility of you getting hurt or even die

So you have to make him sure that you are safe at all times.

Annd

Allow him to be close to you.

Don't let him fear not being able to hear and feel your heartbeats again. 

Nadia

No.

It is a marvel that you have such a gift

But no injuries are allowed in this palace.

Especially no injures for MC.

You are not allowed to get hurt.

You have to get spoiled rotten by her

Sit on her lap and ask for silks and gold

Not ask to go out avenging

She knows about combat and is educated we'll about it

So if a fight is inevitable, Nadia will be your personal Spartacus on the streets

And your personal Doctor House on the sheets.

Have you ever seen Nadi grumpy??

Oh my, you will love it

She will tell you exactly what would happen if your wound was worst and you never had the power to regenerate

Everywhere you go, she must escort you

And if you come with “I can do whatever I want” she will make you her right-hand person or something in the palace lmao

She naturally likes you around her so more the benefits for her

But she will not let you go off her sight for too long

If so, like Muriel she will trust you to people she knows that will keep you safe

Will make you stay in bed when you get hurt

Even tho the times you get to heal under ten minutes

You must stay in bed for the entire day and she will prepare a shared bath for you two

Also declare your attackers the “enemies of the state” lmao 

Julian

Healing huh?

He can too!

Insert meme Both? Both. Here

Since he can heal as well why would you let yourself get hurt??

Or at least that's what he says anyway.

He will get hurt for you. Why bother yourself with the trouble?

He got this.

He got you.

Will jump in front of you

Will be dramatically heroic in front of you too

He hates the idea of you getting hurt so he will sacrifice himself each time

So you have to be careful with him

He won't be hesitant to die for you

Won't hesitate to get deadly wounded only for you to not get hurt

He will always test out the curious-looking floors himself before letting you enter a new places etc.

You have to think three times before doing something

Ask key questions before each decision you make concerning dangerous things

Would that possibly hurt me?

If so, if Julian jumps to the action without thinking, will he get hurt more than they would have hurt you if he wasn't there?

Now ask the questions two more times.

Portia

Guess who will not give a damn about your regeneration?

You are not even allowed to get a paper cut  Portia is like the mom friend in a relationship  She will feel every painful thing you go through herself

In her heart

It's almost impressive because she will know whenever you experience pain

Like a sixth sense

And even tho you can heal, she will wrap your injuries

Will ask so many questions

How you ended up like this?

Who hurt you?

Does she need to punch anyone for it?

Will she end up punching someone even tho you say it's all good?

She will have lots of bandaids lol

Heart-shaped, cute colored pick your poison

She will also get insanely worried and anxious when you are out of sight in a dangerous place/ situation

She had many panic attacks too

With you beside her or without you around her

She will cry and end up overthinking everything

Not because Portia doesn't trust you

But because she has a traumatic past with nearly losing her family

She had to live many years worry for Julian and now she will worry for you

She just can't lose her family

Even the thought of it makes her shiver and want to vomit because of stress

Read more for length. I’m merciful.

In the anime, they monologue at each other, and it’s mostly a combination of Toshiro making three separate death threats ( he starts this off by saying “I’ll kill you before Hinamori arrives” and then goes on rewording it each time, and then also repeats the death-threat he gave Gin prior to this conflict about “I’ll kill you if Hinamori bleeds” ) and then also Gin and Izuru talking about how truly powerful and amazing Toshiro is -- no, this isn’t me being bitter or petty, I literally shit you not, Gin has a line that is legit “AS EXPECTED FROM HITSUGAYA TOSHIRO, CAPTAIN OF THE TENTH DIVISION, A CHILD PRODIGY OF TH' SORT THAT ONLY COMES ALONG ONLY ONCE EVERY FEW CENTURIES. HOW VEEEERY DANGEROUS. YOU’RE SERIOUS, AIN’T YA?” like don’t get me wrong, love a good sarcastic little shit comment like that, but the amount of times the anime pumps Toshiro up like he’s their shinest new cash cow ( and he is, at this point, it is not even 50 episodes into the series and they’ve realized everyone likes him and he’s jumped to high ranks in popularity polls... earning him filler spotlights, and eventually his very own non-canon movie ) so everything coming out of Gin’s mouth feels like more bullshit than necessary. Izuru’s already literally monologued, internally, how powerful and amazing Toshiro is anyways. Why this ?

Not to mention that, prior to saying that long-winded shit, Gin’s haori changed length three times ( and once it was longer than his entire body by several feet, and no not in a ‘to show motion’ way ) and most importantly Shinso was drawn, consistently, at katana-length for the duration of their little spat where the following, too, happened: Gin frog-leaps after doing a backflip, Toshiro gives Gin two (2) haircuts, Gin ruins some floorboards and gives Toshiro at least one splinter in his arm, Toshiro whilst wearing socks lands on Shinso’s blunt edge and pushes the sword down with his footsie because that’s how that works, there’s another backflip somewhere in there that Gin doesn’t need to be doing, twirl, twirl, and ballet, Gin’s face elongates until his chin is bigger than his face, Gin spends ten+ seconds purely dodging very close strikes to his face as Toshiro is the only one making breathy growly and ‘tsuuaaah’ sounds, there is a brief moment of no gravity as Toshiro keeps hacking at Gin midair and Gin blocks it over and over again but they still stay in the air but they’re not standing or jumping or using reiatsu they’re just like, momentum-locked I don’t fucking know, Gin frowny faces as he blocks because like somehow this kid who doesn’t even have more reiatsu than him, whose arm strength should not be an issue, is like. making him nervous?? as sword sparks fly. if you know me at all you know I hate when they fuckin’ firework sparkler-ify swords clashing.

Anyways, all of this happens whilst Shinso is the wrong length and Gin’s hair is getting purpler by the second and this entire thing is somehow a big jack-off to Toshiro’s immense strength even though he’s screaming and wailing at Gin like a child and Gin’s just a vessel at this point to Enhance Toshiro, which, fine, okay, but at least be more accurate with it god damn. ANYWAYS,

THEY JOUST. They literally run at each other, swords centered, and run past / to the side of one another. Jousting. “Cause that’s how that works. No slashes, no cutting motion. Just swords centered, because the animators were like “no worries guys I know swordfighting basics that’s a legit pose” yeah it is WHEN STATIONARY. Not rUNNING IT DOWN.

And then Gin’s sleeve is cut, somehow, from the Jousting, because wow Toshiro wow wow wowowowow, and then Toshiro comes back and starts wailing at Gin again and Gin blocks it, again, and it’s all very annoyingly repetitive, and Gin’s frowning and sparks are flying and Gin’s using Shinso, the katana-length wakizashi I guess, with two hands because like I said, the animators knew basics and basics are “katana are used two-handed” like. Okay, you’re not wrong, but I cannot stress this enough: SHINSO IS NOT A KATANA. It’s shorter and meant to be used single-handed!!!! sTop!!! So then Gin rips off the tattered part of his sleeve and throws it at Toshiro, who swipes it away from his face using his Zanpakuto because that’s intelligent and a piece of cloth was definitely threatening enough to use your sword to bat it away ( btw, Hitsugaya wasn’t holding his sword with two hands at this precise moment, so he could have just... used his other hand ) and then Gin goes in for the classic “stabby stabby rapidly at you while the animation gets a little breather because we repeat this cycle a few times with flashy bgs and phew money made” ... WE ARE FOUR MINUTES AND THIRTY SECONDS INTO THIS FIGHT BY THE WAY. Gin does this for seventeen (17) agonizing seconds straight. Yes, I counted. That was sixteen and a half too many seconds for me, personally.

Toshiro somehow lassos Shinso whilst Gin is stabby stabby-ing with Hyourinmaru’s chain component. I say component like it’s somehow some type of beauty guru’s lipstick holder, but really am I that wrong ? When else has he ever used this feature ? Anyways, he lassos Shinso because yeehaw I guess, god I’m falling apart at this point can y’all tell????? I need a drink.

and so, because now Toshiro has Gin’s sword somehow trapped with chain even though it’s just looped around it, he backflips over Gin for a cool trickshot, no blow issued, just vibes, and Gin uses a big brain moment to tug Shinso and the chains slide off. okay now what. We’re past five minutes into this fight, nonstop.

SOUNDS LIKE A GOOD TIME FOR GIN TO PAUSE AND APPRECIATE TOSHIRO AGAIN! “I see, I shouldn’t have underestimated you, HItsugaya Toshiro” I’m starting to have a feeling Gin’s VA was told to just wing these lines because the amount of times he fills silences / Gin’s mouth movements with Toshiro’s long-ass name is astounding, he’s definitely drawing blanks here but he sure as hell knows one thing: that damn ice-boy’s name. He continues by saying “I suppose I’ll end up regretting it afterwards.”

Toshiro says that’s not enough, and it’s really dramatic and cool. His eyes even glow all icy and blue and pretty, like his flowy reiatsu. Aesthetic points were gifted entirely to Toshiro’s animations in this scene. Gin was finished in MS Paint and each new scene they had to draw Shinso from memory and try to remember what hue of purple his hair was at gunpoint. Toshiro lets off a big wave of reiatsu and then it vanishes, and he jumps up reaaaally high. like this guy’s flying. his eyes arent glowing anymore that’s sad. Bring Back Glowing Eyes For Strong Shinigami 2k21.

Toshiro releases his Shikai, and it’s badass, the sky darkens, Izuru looks distinctly more worried than usual, and Gin’s frowning with his teeth out like Bugs Bunny’s having a bad day, all is right in the world. Toshiro and his released Shikai have a nice moment for the Pics, and a big epic freeze frame blur moment happens with it all coiled and swirling around him. Wrow! ( click the ‘wrow’ it’s a link to my exact reaction ) Izuru narrates for the third time about how powerful Toshiro is, his reiatsu, his Zanpakuto being a deity who is only unlocked every few centuries. The strongest ice-type sword. Pardon the pun, but that’s... you could say, so cool.

It can even control the weather. So hey, next time it’s rainy, cold, icy, or snowing and you’re unhappy, it’s time to direct a big fuck you at Toshiro.

Gin dodges the first dragon, and blocks the second with Shinso because blocking water and ice with a sword makes sense right? This actually takes a solid amount of seconds as Gin cuts through the entire length of this ice dragon noodle. Things dissipate, and pause, too, to really drag this out. Surprisingly, this reveals that Gin’s made a boo-boo, his left arm’s frozen, which doesn’t even mean anything because Gin is right-handed, and Toshiro teleports himself behind Gin in true fighty fashion.

We have arrived at seven minutes and just under twenty seconds of this fight, and Gin turns, DOES THE UNTHINKABLE, gasp! He opens his eyes. His red, dull, evil, gray-eyebrowed with purple hair eyes, and shoots Shinso through its hideout spot behind his haori. This nearly takes off Toshiro’s eye and upwards of his head, but the little guy dives down fast. The rest happens in slow motion, supposedly, because it takes an eternity and people talk entire full sentences in its span of time.

Gin asks Toshiro if he’s sure he’d like to dodge that ( it’s a little late for that ) and says that Momo’ll die if he does. SHINSO SCRAPING ALONG AGAINST HYOURINMARU STRANGELY MAKES NOT A SINGLE SOUND. Mute. Even though before they had no problem animating and adding sounds to them smacking blades earlier. There are soundless sparks though, so there’s that. Yay. Can you tell how exhausted this’s made me? I need a nap.

Shinso is already more than halfway towards Momo, still unconscious, she most definitely has a serious concussion via Toshiro backhanding her midair consider she’s been unconscious for longer than ten minutes. Toshiro has time to get up off the floor where he dropped to dodge, realize with a shocked gasp, turn, shout her name, and watch as Rangiku arrives in a random glow of gold which never happens ever again and blocks the attack with Haineko. Haineko almost cracks on the impact, and continues growing in damage as Rangiku holds Shinso there, implying that she’s stopped it from reaching one-hundred sword’s lengths to pierce Momo. Yes I’m including that implication / note in here because we love to see Rangiku succeeding in life and being Not-Helpless, all while potentially damaging Haineko severely if it wasn’t able to hold him off. Yikes, Gin!

Rangiku threatens to join the fight if he doesn’t withdraw his sword. Gin smiles, withdraws it, and then Shunpos away.

Whatta mess. Oh, and the anime fight was pretty fucked up, too.

This is a long post, but here’s the manga version:

Toshiro leaps into the air,

This is where the fight actually starts between them:

And end.

Five pages. Two blows. Does not equate to ten minutes of non-stop fighting and monologues. Sometimes, and I mean this in the most unbiased way possible, less is more.

#[ out of character ] masquerade; hide your face #me: i wanna reply to things!!#also me with eyes glowing red: no.#long post #LOOOONG POSTTTTT...#4 pages.#of text.#im so sorry.

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set-phasers-to-whump · 4 years ago

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broken hearts

Prompt: grief, mourning loved one

Whumpee: Nick Burkhardt

Fandom: Grimm

consider this set in a sort of AU to season 4 where only the stuff i didn’t hate happened. basically there’s nothing with nick and adalind, no child or any of that, juliette idk but we don’t just straight up kill her. she’s not here but she’s not dead bc i Hate That. if you think about the timing of this too hard it won’t make any sense at all but too bad. my rules. basically take this as being sometime after kelly’s death but like not really connected to s5. idk. but oh well have fun!

Nick has been trying his hardest to be okay. He really has. He’s back at work and giving awkward half-smiles of thanks to the people that continually apologize to him; and politely refusing their offers to cover his shifts or bring him lunch or coffee. They’re always asking if he wants to talk. But he’s not talking to anyone about anything, because the second he stops moving he knows that everything is going to collapse.

He doesn’t really sleep most nights. An hour here, fifteen minutes there. Any more than that and he wakes up screaming, the image of his mother’s head, neatly boxed up, burned into the backs of his eyes. As though he’s not already seeing her everywhere, all the time.

So he doesn’t sleep. He doesn’t really cry, either. He thinks he should but there’s something stopping him. He avoids being around the people that care about him. He refuses to let them touch him. If they do, if there’s one friendly, kind, concerned hand on his body, he knows he is going to shatter, finally, no matter who or where.

And maybe that wouldn’t be such a bad thing, he thinks, sometimes, when he’s lying awake at night on top of the covers of his bed with the lights all on. Maybe if there was someone with him, someone telling him that it would all be okay, someone just being there and letting him break and holding on to him. Maybe then he’d start to feel better, or at least feel less like he’s slowly sinking into something deep and dark that he knows he’s going to sink into until he reaches a point where he can’t get out.

He doesn’t want that. He feels that deep, dark thing clawing at him sometimes, and has to stop himself from letting it out on someone that doesn’t deserve it. Or even someone that does, because then he will have to live with the consequences.

So this is his life. Fight the horrible grief and anger that builds continuously up under his skin, sleep for one or two hours a day and be put face-to-face with that grief and anger in the form of a screaming nightmare, wake up and wish that he could find it in himself to cry, go to work, avoid everyone, repeat. It hurts and he can feel it chipping away at him, and he knows, knows, knows that something is going to have to break eventually. But that eventually never really seems to come, so he just keeps on going.

But, of course, nothing can hold on forever. The strongest chain breaks. The tallest building crumbles. The smallest wound bleeds you dry. Nick is no exception.

It happens on a windy, wet Tuesday night. Nick jolts awake shortly after midnight with a scream, the same way he’s been waking up for the past few weeks.

His dream had been no worse than normal, but the thing about these kinds of dreams is that they never get any easier to have. His mind may be used to it, but all his body knows is grief. It reacts instinctively. He’s sweaty, and trembling, and his heart is pounding out of his chest, and he’s breathing in rapid, frantic inhales. He looks around the room like he’s afraid there’s something lurking in the corners and feels the beginning of a sob in his throat, which dies with a whimper before he can let it out.

On the surface, there’s nothing different about this particular night. It’s the same nightmare he’s been having for weeks, the same reaction. Everything is as it’s been. And this is the problem. Everything is as it’s been for too long. The anger and grief that he’s been repressing and trying to ignore had never gone away. It’s just been compacted and shoved down, so that quite a lot of it could fit inside of his body, but it’s finally reached its bursting point.

There’s no more space within him for any more anger or grief, not when he hasn’t let any of it properly out. Everything in him is screaming for some kind of release, but he can’t - he can’t, he doesn’t want to do it alone, he’s been alone too long and if he breaks now, by himself in the dark, he’s not sure he will ever be able to patch himself up.

So he calls Hank, shaking hands fumbling in the dark, the ringing noise almost inaudible over his horribly shaky breathing. Hank picks up on the second ring.

“Nick? What’s wrong?” He sounds half-asleep, and ordinarily Nick would be kicking himself for not thinking to check the time, for waking up Hank with his own problems. But he can’t think about that now. All that matters is it’s Hank and he’s there.

He takes a shuddering breath and tries to hold back his tears for a little longer, though even just hearing Hank’s voice on the other end of the phone has nearly sent him over the edge. “I’m-” he says, and he can’t figure out what to say next. “I wanted, I needed, I…” He can’t think. Everything is too much and he just wants Hank to be there.

“I’m coming, Nick, just hold on, okay?”

And that does it. The fact that Hank is coming, without any kind of explanation from him, in the middle of the night, just breaks him. Suddenly, he’s crying, for, really, the first time since that awful night. Everything just comes pouring out of him, tearing its way out of his throat with such a force that he can’t quite breathe. Distantly, Hank says something, and Nick focuses on his voice as the world crumbles around him.

He’s still sobbing, curled into a ball on the bed with his arms wrapped around his body, when Hank comes through the door. Nick doesn’t hear him at first, too completely caught up in his grief, but then there’s an arm around his shoulders and a weight settling next to him on the bed and a voice speaking softly and calmly and gently.

“Hank,” he says, the name scratchy and raw as it leaves his aching throat. “Hank,” he repeats, and turns to the side so that Hank is no longer sitting next to him but instead is directly in front of him. He forces his eyes open, tears still pouring down his cheeks, and looks at Hank.

Hank looks right back at him, and his face is clear and open even in the dark. “I’ve got you,” he says, like he’s making a promise. He reaches out his arms, and Nick sinks into them, pressing his face into Hank’s chest.

He tries for a second to stop crying and say something, anything, but he may as well have tried to stop breathing. He coughs into the front of Hank’s shirt and inhales, sniffing. Another sob builds up in his throat and he tries to force it back down, half choking on it instead.

Hank’s arms wrap around him, then, and a hand rubs up and down his back. “Just let it out, man, it’s okay,” Hank says. So Nick does. He cries and cries and Hank doesn’t once try to stop him, just keeps holding on and saying those soft, gentle things.

Eventually, what feels like hours later, Nick finally cries himself to sleep. Even then, Hank stays, gently shifting Nick off of himself and into a position more suitable for sleeping. He lies down next to Nick without considering any kind of alternative, and Nick, breathing evenly for the first time all night, with shiny tear tracks decorating his face, reaches out an unconscious, instinctual hand and grabs onto Hank, like it’s the most natural thing in the world. Hank returns the gesture, and soon the both of them are fast asleep.

Nick wakes up in the morning confused, with scratchy eyes and an aching throat and Hank still sleeping soundly next to him. The usual grief washes over him, and he settles into it a little easier than he had yesterday. Hank makes a soft noise in his sleep and Nick looks over at him, all peaceful and relaxed in the early morning light, and almost smiles. For the first time since his mother’s death, a thought occurs to him, and he wants so badly for it to be true.

Maybe, just maybe, there will come a day where he is okay again.

Thanks so so much for reading this!!! The ending could be better but it could also be worse so wahoo on that. This was very idk nice to write i guess. Nothin like hurting your fave and giving them that comfort they so desperately need but could never normally ask for…..

#whumptober2020 #no.19 #grief #mourning loved one #grimm #fic #nick burkhardt #emotional whump #crying #nightmare #my writing #i say things #do i have a brand with this kinda stuff?? maybe...#anyway this isn't like. nick/hank but it's also not not nick/hank yknow?#anyway this might not have been very coherent idk man but this felt so good to write you know how it is...have feeling. project onto fave.#etc.#anyway enjoy!!

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dementedgnomicwizard · 5 years ago

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i preplanned those tunnel tweets + made a list of specifically what pictures i wanted and finished making the worms earlier this morning so like i wasnt Winging It at all but it sure felt like it! bc weve only ever gone to the tunnels as a group before, but today the only time i could go was in the 25 minutes before my evening class and no one else was free then so i was like whatever ill just go get my pictures and then to class and it’s fine. so i put my little sandwich baggie full of worms in my pocket and went over to the machinery building, which is where the tunnel entrance is, but the entrance is in the basement and there’s two ways to get into the basement both of which are almost always locked so i was like well i’ll just check and see if either of them are open. and it turned out the freight elevator was allowing trips to the basement so i got in and went down

the freight elevator spits you out in like this really cluttered and fucked-up looking storage basement basically which is where the tunnel entrance is and while the tunnel is dark the basement itself is usually lit by these shitty fluorescents HOWEVER! today when the elevator doors opened it was absolutely completely dark in the entire enormous basement. but at that point i was like i made it over here, i have my worms, i have my photo list, i have time before class, and what are the odds the elevator will be working again, ill just use my flashlight who cares. so i turned my flashlight on and started picking my way through to the tunnel entrance, except i stopped and made a detour to take pics in that little office room because i thought it would sorta look like the room where they found gertrude’s body and i could make a fun joke about it ANYWAY as i’m coming out of the office room i notice that the stairway door directly across from me is open, which is weird because they’re Never open because they don’t want us to go down there. so i was like, shit, maintenance and/or security are down here and my only way out is the super obvious elevator so ill just wait them out so i like turned my flashlight off and crouched behind a bunch of shit

anyway i just sort of huddled in the dark for a while and soon enough it became clear that no one was actually coming so i took advantage of my proximity to the ground to scatter some worms and take that first worm pic where im pointing. and then i was like okay, might as well get the tunnel bit over with. so the area of the basement where the mouth of the tunnel is is closed off with this big metal fence and there’s like a wire-mesh on the front with a huge padlock only years and years of horrible college students have managed to sort of beat the bottom half of the gate a few inches outwards + compromise its integrity enough that its easy to pull far enough open for someone else to slip through. however my problems today were 1) like i said ive only ever gone with a group before, meaning i’d always had someone to hold the gate open for me, and i had never attempted to get through without assistance before let alone back out and 2) the gate is RIGHT next to the stairs that i mentioned earlier were open when they usually never are. so i stood there for a minute like... okay, say i DO try to get through myself, and i get stuck. OR, say that happens and THEN whoever was working down here comes back and im stuck so i get caught and in trouble.

and then i was like actually fuck it we ball so i like. sort of just got down fully on the ground (which was gross btw do not recommend) and like rolled and twisted and pushed myself around until i wiggled through. that was the moment when i sort of started to accept just how much tunnel dirt i was gonna be covered in by the end but it was so far past too late to back out so i headed into the tunnel entrance. it gets TRULY dark like really really soon after you walk in also like i thought the basement outside was dark because the lights were off but the tunnels are like.... DARK. anyway i stopped halfway down the entry tunnel to try and set up the like “worm door outline” thing from after MAG39 and like initially i had thought that i could figure out an okay way to at least temporarily get them on the wall bc theyre made of latex and super light but it was quickly apparent that that would not be the case so i found a patch of the floor that looked smooth enough to be a wall and set it up on there instead. so i’m like. squatting on the floor in this very dark and kind of gross tunnel, and i have my phone laying on the ground next to me flashlight-side-up so i can see as well as use both hands to dig cold little latex worms out of a sandwich baggie and arrange them in a pattern on the ground and the flashlight was lighting up the tunnel in the most fucked up way and it was dead silent and the WHOLE time i was like, and this is the moment when like a maintenance worker turns the corner and finds me and is just like, hello??? theres some clown playing with worms in the tunnel????

anyway that did not happen and instead i got my little doorway set up and then it was time to take the first pic (of the worm door by itself without me in it) which was when i realized that when i open my camera app my phone forcibly turns the flashlight off so every time i wanted to take a picture in the tunnels i was gonna have to turn my light off and just like chill alone in the pitch dark in a tiny tunnel for however long it took me to take each photo and i was like hm okay wig i guess so i took the door pic and then it took me like four tries to get myself positioned right for the cringe ass fail worms one because, surprisingly, it is difficult to position yourself directly in the center of an archway of worms that you cannot see, and while i was doing all those failed tries i got to spend a lot of time laying splayed out on my back in the dark on the tunnel floor anyway i got it finally so i just sort of kicked the worms to the sides and kept going in further. to get to the pit you have to turn left at the first fork and then take a right and then theres this weird like step? thing? in the middle of the tunnel and if youre me you have to do a super awkward crabwalk limbo step thing to get over it because the pipes on the ceiling above it are hot and the step comes up to like 6 inches below the pipe but also i dont like to touch the top of the step because its gross. so its always a production. this time i think they had worked on that pipe recently or something because it was leaking so the step was wet and the pipe dripped hot water onto my neck while i was crawling under it LMAO

anyway from there its a straight shot and it opens out into this like larger room near the entrance to the engine room and the pit is right at the edge of where the dirt of the tunnel turns into the concrete of the room floor. and theyve like half-covered the top of it in wooden planks but theyre not held down so when you have to step on them just for a second to get out of the tunnel its so nervewracking. theres overhead lights in that room though so that was nice idk if i couldve managed the flashlight-camera-transition in the dark AND one-handed. so i took my from-above tunnel pic and then i was like (checks my photos list) “well...... i did say id get two from inside the pit.” i had actually never been in the pit before because the other two times i’ve gone to the tunnels i’ve been with other people and they would barely even let me get near it let alone get on the ladder. so i was like well i guess there is a first time for everything so i put my phone in my back pocket and ducked under the little yellow chain they have up and started going down the ladder and i got like 8? maybe 10? feet down before i thought to look down again and let me just say..... all the times we had looked into that pit from above we had never guessed anywhere CLOSE to how deep it actually was. thats all. so i was like.... um i was expecting to be able to like, stand on solid ground while i take this pit selfie, but that was clearly not going to be an option, but also i had committed this far already to getting these pics from the pit so i was like ugh i guess and hooked my one arm over the ladder so i could get my phone out w the other hand and take the pics from in there. and then i climbed back out. the ladder rungs made my hands SO gross and dirty with rust i was like eugh eugh.

but after that the only picture left to take was the one w my pen and the only way for me to go was back out towards the entrance so i was like its fine im almost done. so i went back out until i got to the tunnel after the first fork and i was like cool here’s a good a place as any so i got my pen ready + went to get my camera out, and literally RIGHT as the flashlight went out and the camera app opened i was like SO sure i saw something move vaguely in the darkness to my right like REALLY close to me shoulder height so i was like uhhh no and took a flash photo more out of reflex than anything and i didnt see anything but also the flash lit up for like, one second and then it was dark again so i like switched back to the flashlight really quick and obviously it was just a normal tunnel and i was the only one there so i opened the camera app again to try to take the pic again and literally just like the first time right as the flashlight turned off i was soooo sure something moved right next to me like so close but i was like “nell. youre being insane.” so i didnt do anything and i just took like three more possible variations on the pic i wanted and then i turned my flashlight back on and once again obviously nothing was amiss so i was like epic win and went back out the tunnel entrance. and then i was like............. oh god i have to do the gate squirm again. but there was no other way so i just did it really fast before i could really get worked up about it lol and then i went back over to the freight elevator only when i pressed the button it would light up and then immediately go dark when i unpressed it and i was like oh fuck because 90% of the time when you get in on the ground floor this elevator literally refuses to take you to the basement and i was like oh no it re-locked while i was down here and now i can’t get up this way so im just like in this basement for the foreseeable future but then of course as i was going down that tangent the elevator doors opened and i stepped into the fluorescent light and looked down and was like wow i am just so thoroughly, completely, orangely covered in dirt. but i made it home with like 5 minutes to wash up a bit before my evening class so that was a win! i did learn however that i should never take my evening dose of adderall directly after a bit of minor breaking&entering while the adrenaline is still there because when i got to class i almost jackhammered a hole through the floor with my shakyleg

#tired and still probably quite dirty if im being honest but Satisfied with the Outcome #also i had a lot of fun during + especially afterwards when i got to actually use the pics i took

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unholyhelbig · 5 years ago

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omg haha that was completely my fault for not being specific! especially bc i like the other fic too! if you're considering writing a pt 2 to the one where hope is a surfer you definitely should bc that's my fav ❤️

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[a/n: Thank you so much for the love! As always, writing smut is not my strong suit, so go easy on me!]

Title: Braving the Storm [P2]

Ship: Lizzie Saltzman/ Hope Mikaelson

The warm summer wind curled around Hope Mikaelson’s legs, the thick scent of the sea pulled at every inch of her as she walked along the mostly vacant beachfront. The sky was cloudless and large water-washed rocks sat littered with seaweed drawn in from the storm. She reveled in the silence.

Her board had been broken and her keys were somewhere in the sand. Despite the warnings and her pounding headache, she took to searching the stretch of land helplessly. Palm leaves and different patio furniture that hadn’t been bolted down lay crumpled and broken. She had left Lizzie at the store, had flushed, and walked out because she couldn’t even justify what had happened.

Concussion or not, Hope Mikaelson wasn’t one to have a quick fuck in a stock room an play it off like it was nothing. She liked to have a connection, or at least a decent meal with a woman first. Hell- even a last name would settle the odd feeling in her stomach. But no, it wasn’t her.

She frowned and kicked weakly at a pile of sand that could have been a magnificent castle with a trapped princess and a valiant prince who would have been a woman all along; because only someone with the female sense could rescue a girl from a tower that large. Finding her keys was a long shot.

Hope had fastened a pair of fake lifeguard pants around her waist- the word was misprinted and the color was an abrasive shade of red. She flexed her toes in the wet sand and breathed in the overwhelming scent of rain and her own sweat, shockingly glad that Lizzie had forced her to down that much water. It eased the nausea in her stomach.

The world felt like it was on its edge; everyone still huddled in their homes either too drunk to see the light of day or too concerned with the power lines and rising water to venture past thresholds. She stared at the waves like so could see the clear line where it cut off, watched as rolling darkness hurried away.

“You’re following me now?” Hope didn’t tear her eyes away from the ocean.

“I figured if you dropped out of nowhere, you’d want someone around.” Lizzie grimaced before taking a breath “I don’t know how concussions work.”

Hope chuckled and glanced over; Lizzie looked effortlessly captivating in the sunlight. Her hair caught every turn of the wind and her eyes were bluer than the very waves they stared at. Her nose was red and raw and her expression was tired but content. It matched how Hope felt.

“It’s just a little headache, I’ve had a few.”

Lizzie lifted a perfect brow as if prompting her to continue, to fill the unwavering silence of their Eden.

“Before I started surfing, I skated. God, my mom was furious with the choice but knew there was no talking me out of something I was determined to do. She took me to a skate park and without any training, or practice, I took to it. I fell within seconds and she had to take me to urgent care for some stitches. I had a concussion then, too.”

“You sound like you’re stubborn.”

“The best people are.”

Lizzie smiled, and Hope couldn’t tell if it was more to her, or to the world. Either way, she could feel her palms sweat and her throat tingle. There was an odd pull to Lizzie, one that made her feel like it would be okay to straddle in her a back stock room filled with cheesy t-shirts and multicolored rocks that they bought in bulk.

“I’m not like that,” Hope finally stumbled out.

“Stubborn?”

“No, I’m more stubborn than I’d like to admit. I meant… I’m not someone who plays into that whole surfer stereotype. I don’t just fuck random people because they saved my life, or whatever.” Hope’s cheeks felt hot and she averted her gaze.

Lizzie took a deep breath and turned until she could face Hope entirely, her arms crossed over her chest. “You’re thinking too much. You’re not the only one who got something out of that, you know? Don’t run yourself ragged over something silly.”

“Like morals?”

“Well, I suppose it depends on who you ask, but yes.”

Hope shoved her hands into the pockets of the cheap sweatpants and sighed “it doesn’t bother you in the slightest that I wouldn’t have given you a second glance if it weren’t for this hurricane and a rainbow umbrella?”

“Oh, should it? People don’t tend to notice a girl behind a counter when all they sell is novelty items. Why would someone who lives here have any reason to buy another shirt with the state they live in, embroidered on the breast?”

Hope weighed her options and her outlying guilt. Lizzie had a point- when she first moved here she was captivated by the glass-plated buildings and what they had to offer; the towels that were screen printed with images of sunsets, the key chains flashing with the most common names, and whatever neon toy was on the market.

“So, just sex?” She sounded out.

“Just sex, if that’s something you’re interested in.”

She pursed her lips and turned back to the waves, watching as they pulled a generous amount back out to sea. Hope had never had an offer like this laid out on the table, not so bluntly, anyway. There had been hookups and long term relationships. But never something just focused on the end goal of pleasure.

“Okay,” her voice was slight “Yeah, we can do that.”

Lizzie nodded, seemingly satisfied with herself, before turning and walking back towards the boardwalk. Hope hated the fact that she watched the entire way, and felt an odd type of ache in the bit of her stomach. But maybe that had something to do with the fact that she couldn’t find her keys.

It took two weeks for their small town to feel normal again. The stores had pried wet wood from windows and piled sandbags in sheds instead of at the edges of doors. Hope had been careful and calculated when it came to every visit to the beach after that.

She couldn’t deny the pull it had on her. She had gotten a new board and fished deep in her junk drawer until she found the spare key to the jeep. The beaches were full again and the waves towered enough to get some good days in- and still, Hope couldn’t bring herself to step foot through the doors of the small novelty shop.

She struggled to peel the wet suit from her skin, releasing the top zipper as her bare feet burned against the asphalt. She ignored the wandering stares around her, and the cooks behind the nearest restaurant as they puffed in smoke before slowly letting it fill the air.

Hope moved the rest of the wetsuit down and threw it in her trunk, feeling the stifling summer air against her mostly bare skin. She started to dig helplessly through her backseat in search of a large t-shirt or even a pair of pants.

“I can’t say I’m not enjoying the view.”

She straightened out, a flash of anger moving through her. Hope dug her nails into her palm and turned to face the culprit “Would you still enjoy the view if I- oh,”

Lizzie had a smug smile on her face, and Hope cursed herself for feeling that familiar rush of heat. “I haven’t seen you in a while. You’re not rethinking our deal, are you?”

“No, of course not, I’ve just been a little tied up is all.” Hope spoke too fast for her own good and Lizzie was quick to take notice, but nice enough not to say anything in the first place. She knew her cheeks were a soft pink but chalked it up to the sun that beat against them.

The blonde leaned forward, she smelled like sunscreen “How’s your head?”

“It’s fine.” Hope lifted an eyebrow cautiously “Oh, um, I mean- it still kind of hurts. Maybe you could get a better look at it… in my car.”

Lizzie schooled her stance and her smile twinkled as if she was just given an invitation for a massive masquerade ball complete with freshly clipped roses and fancy platters of food. Not the backseat of a used Jeep that had a healthy coating of sand on the floor.

Hope opened the door further, like a real gentleman and watched carefully as Lizzie climbed in before doing the same herself. And she hadn’t really thought this all the way through- because the riskiest place she had ever had sex was a few weeks back in the middle of a category five.

Now they were in the back corner of a parking lot that was surrounded by a weather-washed fence and the backs of a few shops. She suddenly felt like she was exposing more than Lizzie was- still in her work uniform of jean shorts and a t-shirt while Hope sported a black bikini, showing the full expanse of her stomach, arms, and legs. Lizzie traced every inch while Hope leaned forward and locked the doors.

“Your car is nice,” Lizzie managed

“It’s a piece of junk, but thank you for trying.”

“Come here.”

Hope allowed herself to be guided to Lizzie’s side of the car by the top strap of her suit. It hadn’t been hard enough to unloop it, but she was effectively in Lizzie’s lap, a tongue running over the roof of her mouth in a matter of seconds. She wasn’t sure which one of them moaned first, but it lit a fire deep that ran deep against her skin as Lizzie’s hands wandered.

Hope bit down softly on Lizzie’s lower lip before running her tongue over it and moving her touch to Lizzie’s jaw. “I’m in charge this time,” She spoke in a low snarl.

“And what makes you figure that?”

She moved to Lizzie’s pulse point, feeling it quicken under her lips “My shitty car, my rules.”

Hope didn’t’ hear a further objection, just a small whimper of pleasure as she looped her fingers around the bottom of Lizzie’s shirt and pulled it over her head. Hope hadn’t been one to take control before- the nerves of starting a relationship, or lack thereof, like this was teeming at the back of her mind. But not when Lizzie was under her like this. Exposed.

She unhooked the latch of her bra, throwing the flimsy fabric into the backseat with her wetsuit. Hope could feel her own heart rate rise as she got a good look at Lizzie; the way her skin seemed soft, breasts flawless in the early evening lights. She knew in that moment that she wanted to watch Lizzie unravel completely. She wanted to be the cause of it.

Hope kissed softly down Lizzie’s chest, nipping tenderly, her stomach heaving up and down with hot breath. “Stop teasing.” She hummed through clenched teeth, fingers digging into the leather seats.

The button to Lizzie’s pants were easily undone, and she eagerly lifted from the seat long enough for Hope to slide the shorts down to her ankles before they were discarded entirely among the sandy floors. Hope lowered herself, even more, running her nails against Lizzie’s sides.

“You know,” She spoke against Lizzie’s thigh, biting down soft enough to elicit a moan of pleasure, “I thought this idea of yours was pretty crazy.”

“Uh huh,”

Lizzie wasn’t listening, and Hope knew that. She was trying to scoot down the seat to bring Hope’s mouth closer. But the shorter girl had a good hold on each of her legs, moving just a bit closer to her sex.

“It’s starting to grow on me a little bit.” Hope ran her tongue over the little bite mark she had left on the inside of Lizzie’s thigh “Unless my priorities are all out of wack.”

“Hope, don’t take this the wrong way.” Lizzie moved her hand from the seat to the girl's chin, pulling her gaze up until blue met a deeper hue of cobalt. “I don’t care about your priorities unless one of them is screaming at you to get on with it, and fuck me.”

She blew out a puff of air and smiled “Message received.”

Hope returned back to her task, pushing Lizzie’s legs further apart before shifting the strip of wet fabric to the side. She breathed in the scent of lavender before running her tongue over Lizzie’s slit, just barely tasting her. The girl writhed beneath her and let out a shuddered breath at the quick contact.

She had reveled in the fact that Lizzie hated to be teased, ghosting her lips over her clit, hot and heavy. Hope knew what she was doing, knew how to trace little patterns, and suck with just the right amount of pressure until Lizzie shook under her touch. She dug her hand into Auburn locks.

“Keep going,” Lizzie husked, clenching her eyes shut to avoid staring at the fuzzy gray ceiling.

Hope followed the command, changing her pace as she ran her tongue over the small bundle of nerves in a steady rhythm until she felt Lizzie’s body fall rigid. Her own hair being pulled as Lizzie bit down hard enough on her bottom lip to draw blood, to keep from screaming loud enough to catch the attention of anyone who happened to be in the parking lot.

Her chest heaved, her mouth dry as Hope pulled away and moved her thumb against the corner of her lip, a satisfied grin on her face. Lizzie was coated in an even sheen of sweat, her fingers grasping at her t-shirt. She pulled it over her head, finally catching her bearings.

“I might like you better when you’re not talking.” She sniffed, sitting up as she reached for her shorts.

“Thank you, I think?” Hope pushed herself onto the back seat, moving her hands against her knees to brush off the rest of the sand. “I’ll take that as a compliment.”

“I meant it as one. But maybe next time, can we do this somewhere that isn’t your car?” Lizzie moved an old energy drink can from where her back had been resting. “Not that this isn’t great, or anything.”

Hope scoffed and pulled that random shirt that she finally found over her head. Her skin was hot and the sand was scratching close to her skin. But it was better than the sudden blush that bloomed against her skin.

She smiled. “Message received.”

#lizzie saltzman #hope mikaelson #hizzie #hizzie fanfiction #Hizzie fanfic #Legacies #legacies fanfic #legacies fanfiction #lizzie x hope #hope x lizzie

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super-lemon-sama · 6 years ago

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I had another super realistic dream-

Just like the dream wife dream, it felt like that was my real life, like I was actually there.

Sadly this is one of the dreams I don’t remember as well as other but what basically happened was two things. I made friends with this dude and his friends and found out I had a crazy stalker.

the dream will be under the cut and also I made some pictures for it too! ^^

So I was living in this apartment that was basically just one room and a closet ((I mean but I liked it so what'evs i guess. also it was literally just the computer room we had in Oklahoma that I felt was very nice some days and very scary other days.))

there are a couple bits I remember better than others, one that I somehow befriended this guy (who I very specifically thinking in my head in the dream as I was looking at him that His hair was Neapolitan colored and it made me laugh, and so I called him Neapolitan and Neo' from then on.) I don’t remember how we met or what we were talking about before it happened (maybe I was at a party???) but I remember we hadn’t known each other that long but I asked him to walk me home bc I had been getting a creepy feeling all day and he was like "hmmm aight'"

and I held out my hand and he was like

"????what???"

so I dead ass super serious was like

"You gotta hold my hand, it's a sign of trust in my culture, and is good luck."

lmaooo I mean in my dream the culture thing was true but I also remember thinking that it would help me tell if he decided to pull out a knife for some reason. ((Like this dude wasn’t even a badie, I was just super suspish of everyone that day))

Anyway we're walking outside in a park or somin and we approach this building. you know how at beaches or public pools they have a building that are like a bathroom for girls and guys but separated by side?

Like this

Well dudes like

"hey, I need to pee, you okay if we stop for a sec?"

and I was like

"hhhhhhhhhdshghjgs yeahiguess."

obviously only more scared since we left. and he's like

"look if you're really so worried then just come into the bathroom with me and stand outside the stall, that way I’m right there if something happens and you can look out for trouble for me."

and so obvi I’m like

"//gasp// I can’t go in THERE! That’s the boys room!"

so neos like

"It's like 12 at night, Literally no one's around to care, you'll be fine. You know unless we aren’t actually alone muahaha"

and I’m like

"shuuut your shit up, I’m big scared okay... fine, just hurry up"

and we walk in

And I’m just realizing now that even though it was the boys room that is literally was just a girls bathroom with just stall and no urinals lmaooo

it looked a lot like this

i remember it very specifically being really dimly lit and the colors were very blue grey, and dark green

i also remember looking down to see if anyone was in one of the stalls but we were in the clear

Anyway as he peed i was getting really nervous and had a daydream thing like I used to get sometimes in Oklahoma where I very vividly imagined something happening. it was of this figure phasing through the wall and running at me really fast

the figure looked like this at first

Its head was covered in this thick tough flesh that made me thing of those rubber masks they make for Halloween, but really thick, once it reached me its face changed into a mans face, but I don’t remember what it looked like, just that he was smiling

I got really scared when I snapped out of it and started hearing a really loud breathing coming from the the stall closest to the exit

as well as this low humming tone that kept getting louder and closer. I saw the latch to the stall start sliding so I screamed to Neapolitan that we need to run right now

and neo busts through the stall I was guarding and grabs my hand and we zoom tf out of that place all the way back to my apartment. like I dead ass was so exhausted that I was actually panting and trying to catch my breath in my dream. like never in my life have I felt like that while in a dream, it was wild.

he was like

"whoa, that was scare as fuck, what the shit???? Do you like,,,,, want me to stay over tonight and make sure nothing happens?"

and I'm like

"KJDFLKADGFALKGFALKDHJ YESPLEASE"

like sobbing but also dying from running so literally nothing I said was anything close to comprehensible, but he got what I meant.

I only got the pullout couch and offered him to sleep on top while I sleep under it ((it's what I do okay, that's not even my weird ass dream logic thats my real ass what I do irl logic))

and he was like,

"nah that's okay you got a pretty comfy chair, i'll just chill in this and keep watch okay?"

and I like got choked up again bc I was literally so thankful. like even rn even though it was a dream I still feel really thankful???? i just normally never speak to people in my dreams really so it's like more important to me?? Idk

but I remember waking up (in my dream) and seeing him like passed out in the chair arms crossed and it was super funny, but I wake him up and I'm like

"hey thanks for being so cool man, let me buy you breakfast."

and he's like

"Oh man, that sounds great, thanks!"

I vaguely remember that we ate from my apartments like bed and breakfast buffet thing but I don’t remember it that well, but I do remember that some stuff happened after that that had to do with hallways and that going back to my apartment the land lord was standing in front of my door and he was like,

"hey uhhh, I got some bad news for you..."

and I'm like

"uhhhhhhhhh whaaaaat???"

so I remember the landlord sitting in my chair and telling me about how someone broke into my apartment but I wasnt really listening bc there was a storage box on the floor and hanging off of it were a couple of necklaces. ((necklaces I have in real life btw)) but one very specifically that I wore like every day in middle school and the beginning of high school that I had lost not to long after moving into the apartment ((this was true irl and the dream))

the necklace was a thin gold chain with a bunch of miss matched charms on it

I was fixated on it because literally how could it be here right now and why does it look different????

i pick it up and it has a bunch of copper pennies attached to it

it was SCARY vivid, like I was strapped into this dream like it was real life and even my dream self was looking at it like it was crazy real

I remember how the pennies were copper and pretty clean and how they weren’t just added to the ends but mixed into the other charms so whoever did this took the time to take off all the charms and place them back on a certain way with the pennies, I remember the weight of it in my hands when I picked it up and the specific weight at the bottom of the chain from all the pennies and charms

oh man I remember the chinkling sound it made and when i picked it up and I got that panic attack hot cold and nauseous feeling all over. Because I specifically wore that necklace because of the sound it made when I wore it. I liked the clinking sound it made, and who ever took it KNEW THAT

Sometime later im chillin with the dude and his friends, ((it's two other girls)) and I dont remember exactly what we were talking about but this one girl with pokey straight black hair says

"Oh for sure!"

confirming that she agreed with some sort of sentiment. she was just a bold person. not loud and obnoxious and not mean. she just had a up front opinion is all, and I thought she was really cool.

oh and we're all chilling on this deck thing but it's like indoors

we got a bunch of books and magazines and stuff

and neo is layin across me, like not in a funky way, but in a chill friend way and everything is chill and he moves closer to my face as he's asking me something and im in the middle of answering him when I get really tense bc I suddenly realize he's really close to my face and that I could totally smooch him if I wanted to. which like I did but I don’t deal with that kinda stuff well so I probably would have just laid there awkwardly not saying anything while I screamed internally until he's like "uhm you okay?" but my alarm woke me up so I'll never know what dream me would have done. Lmaooooo

any stressor like that dead ass makes my head go "brain function .exe has stopped working, please close out and try again later" so maybe that lmaooo

anyway, that was pretty much all I remembered, but just like the dream wife dream it was CRAZY real.

I hope that wasnt to boring to read or to hard to understand! ^^;

#my art #dream #neapolitan dream #scary dream #nightmare #long post

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franeridart · 7 years ago

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after watching the new episode i was wondering if it possible for TodoBaku or is there moment that show Bakugou doesn't really mind about Todoroki in the later chapter ? and what's your opinion in TodoBaku ? how do you see their relationship ? Thanx :)

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh what a good great unexpected question - personally, I don’t ship it romantically one bit, but it is one of my favorite dekusquad/bakusquad relationships - I guess you might consider it something similar to an accidental sort-of-friendship neither of them seem to actually have noticed yet? It’s definitely a unique relationship for either of them, at least… they make it clear more than once that they Do Not Give A Fuck about the other’s personal struggles, I just can’t see them talking and finding sympathy in each other, but that just ends up giving them a kind of blunt and no-bullshit relationship that doesn’t stop them from working together when needed. I don’t know how to properly explain it, honestly, but they’re fun!

I don’t know how much spoilers you want so I’ll keep this as vague as I can, but they do happen together more than either of them would like, and their relationship is a really amusing one for me - Todoroki actually cracks jokes with Bakugou around, though always with his neutral face and making fun of Bakugou himself when he does, and the way he has of just straight out ignoring Bakugou’s insults and fire-spitting and answering as if they were having a civil conversation is weirdly entertaining tbh

I wouldn’t say that Bakugou “doesn’t mind Todoroki”, but he does end up having way more important things to think about than his one-sided rivalry with him, and once he starts settling things with Deku the narrative mostly moves to push in that direction, which means that every interaction he has with Todoroki is either on neutral grounds or in the middle of forced cooperation, pushing any antagonism they might have to the background, really - also, the more the story goes on the more Bakugou becomes civil with the rest of the class, so there’s that too! Anyway, they’re fun to me, I wish to draw more of them in the future tbh

Anon said:I do laugh at Bakugou’s reaction on the podium bc visually its animated funny. But u r right that the whole thing is fucked. How is that even appropriate to do to him? And it takes until after his fight with deku many arcs later for All Might to say “we maybe sort of neglected this kid’s mental health.” Like wtf. It upsets me sometimes to think just how much All Might just doesn’t even *see* Bakugou. So much is wrong about this, from putting Bakugou on display to forcing the medal on him.

Blessed words all of them - it’s why I’m such a fan of the idea of Bakugou without even noticing switching his role model to Aizawa, actually? Aizawa’s the only adult figure in the whole manga who’s constantly been there for Bakugou, he has his future and mental health and reputation constantly in mind and works his ass off to try and help him along as much as possible, he takes note of everything Bakugou goes through, every switch in mood and worsening in personality and interpersonal relationships, and he’s always incredibly fast in nudging him towards the right path again - and Bakugou noticed. He trusts Aizawa to know him, follows his directions and accepts his advices, believes he’ll have his back without an ounce of doubt, that’s the tutor/student relationship Bakugou deserves

I understand that All Might has a lot of problems of his own and he’s just learning to be a teacher anyway, but he found it in himself to be there for Deku, while Bakugou has been obviously staring at his back for the whole length of the manga and it took All Might 120 chapters to notice, that’s just plain sad

Anon said:What’s your favorite Bakugou headcannon?

BOI I have a lot! One is mentioned in the ask up there, actually haha but generally you can see most of them in my art? I like the idea of him being an artist a lot, given how both his parents are into it, I like to think he’s a rock-music type of kid, I have weird headcanons about his dorm room all including too fancy-looking designer furniture and one too many hero figures stuffed under his bed - he might have a fire extinguisher or two in there as well. Also, he’s a restless sleeper (more like a fighter sleeper) and never wears socks ever

I like to think most of his clothes are black because it’s the color on which the soot from his explosions is the least noticeable, and that he unironically honest to god thinks skulls are the coolest thing ever and can’t stop himself from buying every piece of clothing with them on it (first time he entered Tokoyami’s room he died what a cool place he never wanted to leave ever again); that he really doesn’t like the sea - or taking long baths/showers - because water washes his sweat away and he feels defenceless and it’s horrible, and that rain makes him useless like it does to Mustang from FMA (haha)

He names everything after fire arms (has an extensive, nearly to the point of being uselessly detailed knowledge of those) be it his special moves or his pets or his toys when he was a kid or every and each of the pokemon he’s ever had in any game he’s ever played - he’s a gamer! Mostly into fighting games, though they frustrate him because now and again he blows the controller up without realizing and he’s forced to stop playing, but he also likes strategy-based rpgs a lot (all his characters are called King Of Explodo-kills. All of them)

He talks in hyperboles most of the times, means a thing but uses a word fifty times stronger than necessary to express it instead, and he’s so not used to positive emotions that the first time he feels them it takes him a while to figure out exactly what it is that he’s feeling - he’s an affectionate friend, though he has weird ass ways of showing it, and this part of him is new to him as well since it’s just coming out now that he’s got the squad (he was nearly sure the kids in middle school were his friends, but what kind of friend leaves you to be saved by Deku when a villain attacks?) (meeting the squad made him realize he’d never actually had friends before, it was a bittersweet feeling)

………..okay enough, you asked for my fave and I just blabbered half an hour. I don’t even know which one’s my fave tbh hahaha

Anon said:as much as I like the anime, seeing the sports festivals always makes me sad because bakugou is still an angry kid, but at that time thats pretty much the only thing people see, while after in the manga, yes hes still angry but hes softer? in a way? idk he grew up so seeing him back at the first point makes me sad (sorry for the rant I have a lot of feelings abt this lmao)

He HAS grown, hasn’t he! I hadn’t realized just how much until I saw him back at the beginning of this season yelling at Todoroki the he should stop thinking about Deku and start worrying about him - it’s? Painful? He’s in a constant fight against the whole world, while now you see him way more with his guard down and just… existing. I’m so proud of him and all the good great amazing relationships he’s built ;u;

Anon said:What episode 12 needs is the bakusquad getting angry at how Bakugou was treated because you can’t convince me they were okay with that.

Hmmmmmmmmmm boy I would love that, but all things considered at that point, given how Kaminari and Mina and Sero reacted to Bakugou’s fight with Uraraka, I can kind of safely assume they didn’t think much of it cause they honestly thought Bakugou would flip and destroy the world if not restrained - Kirishima might have found it eccessive, possibly, but in that case too his relationship with Bakugou was just being formed, he didn’t know Bakugou enough to be sure he wouldn’t just lounch himself at Todoroki as soon as he was free

What I can imagine is all four of them some months in the future thinking back on it and going, man, fuck, that really was messed up, what the hell, and for a whole week Bakugou’s highly confused and kinda creeped out by how nice they’re being to him (at some point he starts thinking it’s a quirk) (they stop and go back to normal once they realize he’s honestly trying to figure out a way to unmake it)

Anon said:have you ever thought about…. ojinari (denki and ojirou) beings best buds or just hanging out? and i always liked the idea that baku and kiri get a little jealous whenever denki fawns over ojirou’s soft tail

I have!! It’s also pretty much canon, they’re seen interacting a lot - I don’t know about jealousy tho, mostly because I like to think Baku and Kiri enjoy Ojiro’s friendship a whole damn lot too haha Ojiro’s probably the only one who trains just as much as they do, really, he must be a great gym partner

Anon said:Holy mother of–the medal around Bakugou’s neck is just–I have no words but it’s such a really thoughtful and beautiful way to represent just *waves hands* I can’t explain it but it was really perfect and you’re such a great artist aND BAKU DESERVES BETTER

Holy smokes thank you!!!!!!!!!!! Oh my god!!!!!!!!!!! ;;;A;;; I’m so glad you liked it, oh b o i and yessssss at least he deserves a lot more respect than he ever gets from anyone that isn’t his friends ;~;

Anon said:I know the chains and muzzle were probably(?) for comedic effect like “hahaha he’s so angry we had to restrain him” but dang I’m with you that was just wayyy too far. Crossing into inhumane territory there

;-; I’m so glad I’m not the only one that feels like this about that

Anon said:Okay…. but have you considered in the recent chapters….. platonic kirideku….. (please, I need more of their pure friendship)

Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm I have, they’re pretty cute and pure and Kirishima’s a ball of excitement and fighting spirit as usual and Deku is kinda there trying to keep up all wobbly smiles and good intentions (he’s not used to the hype people poor child *pats his head*) which is amusing, I don’t mind their relationship at all! But as of now I still haven’t found anything about it unique and interesting enough to make me want to draw it? They’re cute! But they feel… sorta superficial? Like, Kirishima’s friends with everyone, and Deku’s friends with everyone, so of course they’re gonna be friends with each other too! But that’s about it right now. I dunno, maybe it’ll develop more in the future and I’ll decide I want to draw it, who knows!

Anon said:Have you seen that vine with the drunk guys recording singing backstreet’s back? The guy recording is kiri the guy angrily carrying the other drunk guy is baku and the guy being carried is kami

Oh my god this is the best thing I’ve thought about all day, bless you anon hahaha I can’t stop laughing send h e l p the angry look is just so Baku how did they even get him to carry Kami rip

Anon said:I’m sorry if this is annoying of something (mostly bc it’s not a question really) but I REALLY needed to tell you your art is awesome and you made me giggle like a little girl (especially at your kiribaku stuff), and I spent hours at it. You’re amazing!!

It’s not annoying at all!!!! Oh my god, thank you so much!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Anon said:Sero giving Bakugo some kind of tape corset is just… omg Fran.

It’s not easy keeping the explosive friend at bay, but someone gotta do it (usually it’s Kirishima) (Sero works well enough when the target of Baku’s yelling is Kiri himself, tho)

Anon said:I just wanted to let you know that bnha has been all over my dash forever but the only reason i’m watching it is you. I found you through your haikyuu art (the bokuku.roteru comic to be specific) and I was sad that you don’t post much hq anymore, so I figured I would watch bnha so that I could enjoy your art to the fullest 😅 I’m only 8 episodes in but i like it so far!

I’m!!!!!! So happy you’re liking it, holy smokes!!!!!!!!! *O* thank you so much for deciding to try it out only for my art, oh myyyyyy ;u;

Anon said:Okay so… This is going to sound honestly terrible but… If Suneater needs to eat something to get his abilities, what would happen if he ate a human with a quirk? Would he be able to use it too?? Gosh. This is so morbid. Sorry for the ask.

DON’T!!!!!!!!!! worry anon this is a home open to every and each speculation as far as quirks go I live for this shit - also I might or might not have thought about this too (I have) and I guess as long as quirks are classified as physical attributes then he would gain the quirk? Mutations, for sure, but stuff like Bakugou’s sweat works too (he can use the venom in the animals he eats so nitroglycerin sweat is fair game) and probably body-shifting like Kirishima would work as well… I’m not sure about stuff like Shinsou’s quirk, but if there’s a gene or an actual mutated part of his body that can make him control people, then probably it’s be okay too

Please Jiki don’t ever eat anyone, tho lol

Anon said:I also am weak for the need vs want. I’ve actually said that to people. Don’t need you, I want you hahaha love you, Fran!!

Anon said:OMG Fran the comic !!! the soft kiribaku !!! and i love that Bakugou can still live without Kirishima but his live will be colourless, just LOVE IT !!!!!!

THANK YOU BOTH SO MUCH OH MY GOD!!!! I’m super glad you liked it!!!!!!!!!!!!

#fran answers #GUESS WHO FEELS CHATTY TODAY #i do #this is the longest ask post in the history of this blog #ship asks #and #bakugou headcanons #metaing all around #there's a lot of blabbering in this but i don't feel good enough to draw so asks answers it is #yaaaayyyyyyyyyy #anonymous #i just realized but probably my fave bakugou headcanon is that he's in love with kiri anon #tho that was pretty obvious wasnt it #lmao

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alixiajanemorris · 8 years ago

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Caught, bound and fucked

smut// JiKook // I'm gonna put "////" where the paragraphs are bc for some reason they keep disappearing. /// The cell was a little cold but Jimin didn't mind. What he did mind however was the lack of explanation when he was shoved into said cold cell by a particularly attractive detective. "Wait here." The detective grunted at him as he locked the cell, Jimin couldn't help but watch his ass as he walked away. Nice. //// He looked around his cell, there wasn't much save for a blanket and a roll out bed. Sighing he decided to sit on the cell wall, legs dangling through the bars, listening as another jailor was being questioned. ///// He started to zone out fast, legs swinging back and forth, until he heard "Detective Jeon, bring him over." Huh? 'Detective Jeon' strolled over. Jimin, still with his legs dangling, didn't have enough time to pull them out before Jeon slapped one of his thighs, harsh and fast. Jimin couldn't help the soft moan/yelp that escaped his mouth. The Detective smirked, interesting. Jimin pulled himself up and out of the bars, quickly jumping down to avoid another smack. Something struck jimins mind, as soon as the door was open he tried to run, but was captured by Detective Jeon and threw over his shoulder. The next thing Jimin knew, Jeon was placing a large, harsh spank on jimins ass, he moaned... Detective Jeon froze and put Jimin down, but when Jimin looked up Jeon was smirking again, he looked...almost...aroused. ///// The next half an hour went by like a blur. Jimin couldn't get the thought of Jeon out of his head...his thoughts were getting more and more..sinful. One second Jimin was thinking about Jungkook, his first name as he was thrilled to discover, pounding into him, cuffing him against the cell and making him cry, and the next thing he knew Jeon was pushing him back into his cell, that familiar smirk back in his face. "You'll be staying overnight, so make yourself at home." He locked the cell door. "I'll be here all night to watch over you. So make sure you be a good boy." He winked. Winked. Jimin, speechless, just nodded and sat down on the floor. He wasn't sure if he actually saw it, or if it was his sex crazed mind satisfying his sex drive. He shook his head and lay down against the harsh flooring. Not long after he left his eyelids close, he smiled entering his fantasy dream... //// He woke to the sound of moans, not something too out of the ordinary but this time they weren't his...///// Detective Jeon wasn't a quiet fuck he must admit, his moans would fill an auditorium like music from a band, and what a beautiful song it would be he might add, and the moans he produced from others, well... In front of him, Detective Kim was bent over the desk they shared, ass red and cheeks just as ruddy, he smiled a boxy smile, breathless as he usually was around this time. Jeon's tongue was at his fellow detectives hole, where it belonged as Kim says. "Mmmm" Kim moaned. "Oh yes daddy." Ugh, the pet name sent Jungkooks tongue into overdrive, working hard and fast. No mercy. Jungkook pretended not to hear when Jimin woke, he pretended not to see when Jimin walked over to the bars, he pretended it didn't turn him on that the boy was slowly humping the bars... "arghsunfjsjs" with a final lick Kim came and collapsed against the desk, panting even heavier if that was possible. Jungkook kisses his cheeks and locked eyes with Jimin. He bit down hard on Kim's ass when Jimin bit his lip before scurrying away. "Ow! Baby enough, I already came." Jungkook sat back in his chair, his dick still hard and leaking in his pants. Kim quickly dressed himself and turned so he was sat on the desk facing jungkook. "You sure wanted to switch shifts huh? Eating me like that, I think someone's got a crush." Kim gestured to the cell where Jimin lay, hard and panting. Jungkook just rolled his eyes and nodded his head toward the door, telling Kim to leave. //// The detective held his hands up and made a move toward the door. "I'm going I'm going. Have fun." He sang. //// Oh he will. ///// Jimin heard Jeon before he saw him. His feet stomping agasint the floor, keys rattling as they opened the cell, boots squeaking as his squatted down to Jimins level. Jimin could do nothing but look down. Down at his knees, currently pulled up against his chest to hide his throbbing cock. Jeon hooked a finger under Jimins chin and pulled him so they were eye level. //// "Have you been weapon searched yet?" Jungkook asked. Jimin just shook his head, eyes near watering. "Well then, stand up. Arms out." Jeon commanded. Oh no... jungkook quickly rose to his feet, expecting Jimin to follow but the boy stayed sat. "Up!" Jungkook yelled this time. Jimin scrambled up, standing arms wide, tears officially threatening to fall. His erection strained against his pants and the sudden movements made him whine. Jeon started patting him down, arms first, then torso. Satisfied, the Detective got on his knees and started patting down the boys legs, slowly making his way up. When he got to his ass/crotch he slapped rather than patted. "Oh!" Jimin squeaked. Jungkooks hand closed over Jimins dick and smirked. "What's this? Feels..long.." his fingers stroked up and down as he spoke. "Hard..mmm. I think I need to take a closer look. You know, for safety." They locked eyes, Jeon silently asking for consent. "Of course officer. For safety." He breathed. Jimins hands tangled in the detectives hair as he pulled his erection free and licked up the underside. Jimin could feel him smirk against his dick at the moans spilling off his tongue. Finally jungkook took all of him into his mouth, releasing again with a loud pop but quickly going back for more. Jimin felt like his brain was going to explode, was this really even happening? Jungkook sucked slow at first but he soon quickened his pace, bringing Jimin right to the edge before pulling away. "Eh? What.." Jimin breathed, looking at Jeon confused. "Oh I'm not done kitten." He palmed the others ass. Jimin moaned and fell to his knees, nearly pushing Jeon down to the floor. Now both on their knees, chests heavy, hearts pounding in unison, Jeon snaked his hand around Jimins neck and pulled him closer, connecting their lips in a passionate kiss. Just as Jimin began to kiss back, he was threw to the floor, face down ass up. The elders ass was exposed and the cold air stung but what stung more were the smacks. "Ah!" He squealed. Jungkook couldn't help but smile as he soothed the others now reddening ass. "Wow." Jimin looked over his shoulder to see jungkook, smiling down at his ass. "I knew it would look great but I never thought it could be this great. Wow.." jungkook started to undo his shirt, he'd removed his undershirt from earlier Jimin noticed, revealing is tan toned abs, clenching and releasing as he breathed in and out. He left his shirt loose around his shoulders, arms rolled up to the elbow. Jimins breath caught in his chest, he never expected this was they way his night in jail would go...go, wait where was Jungkook going? Jungkook returned with a couple of things, handcuffs being the one Jimin decided to focus on. They were black and looked heavy duty, well they were for criminals he rationalised. "What are you going to do to me?" Jimin breathed, panting at the thought. "Get on your back, against the bars. Now." Jungkook commanded. Jimin did just that, excited and scared about threat was going to happen. "Hands up and around the bar. Come on." Jimin felt something close around one of this wrists, then the other, chaining him to the bar of the cell. Jungkook lifted the hem of the elders shirt and pulled it up so it bunched around his face. He pulled it so it covered Jimins face, from neck all the way to his now cuffed hands leaving Jimin essentially blindfolded. Jungkook made a start on pulling off the rest of Jimins clothing, placing sloppy kisses to his sculptured thighs and calves leaving Jimin a moaning mess. Jungkook marvelled at the toned boy in front of him. He slowly slid his hands up the others thighs, lifting his legs slightly so he could reach his ass. The hands the found their way to jimins ass were heaven, pulling scratching and kneading desperately. "Ahh jungkookah" Jungkook groaned at this, he loved the way the other moaned his name. Jimin felt the first finger push into him fast, not enough to hurt but enough to make him jump and squirm. Jungkook leant forward and kissed the base of Jimins neck, sucking and biting as he pumped him. He brought his other hand around and grabbed Jimins throbbing dick, now pink with all the stimulation, and started pumping that too. Jimins head swam, he couldn't move or see or breathe at this point, he just surrendered his body to the will of the Officer. Another finger found its way inside Jimins hole and his breath caught in his throat, coughing and spluttering to gain it back again. "Careful now baby," jungkook whispered against his throat. "If you're going to choke it's going to be on my dick, yeah?" Jimin nodded and bit his lip, throwing his head back allowing his hips to slowly grind against Jeons fingers. "Such a slut." Jungkook moaned as he pulled his fingers out, much to Jimins disappointment, and thrust them into Jimins mouth. "Suck." Jimin did. Fast and messily at first but once his eagerness ebbed, he slowed down, following the rhythm of jungkooks fist, still pumping him. Jimin was close...so damn close his hips moved by themselves, thrusting into the hand wrapped around his dick. Jungkook laughed before pulling away both of his hands. Jimins hips continued thrusting the air, trying to find anything to rub against to her his release. "Such a naught boy. Don't you wanna be a good boy?" Jungkook slowly palmed his ass. "Don't you wanna get rewarded." He circled soothingly. "Or do you wanna get punished?" He smacked down hard on jimins ass making him whine, precum flowing by this point. "P-punished..ah punish me." He sighed as jungkook dug his nails in. Jungkook couldn't hide the smirk as he pulled his own trousers down, letting his rock hard dick spring free. He knelt and shuffled forward then lifted Jimins hips so that his butt rested on Jungkooks thighs. "W-what's going o-ahhh" Jimin started but was cut off when Jungkook thrust into him, bottoming out then moving at a punishing pace. "Ju-Jungkook!" Jungkook wanted to see tears streaming down the others face so he sped up as fast as he could without loosing it too fast. "Oh yes. Punish me! Punish me!" Jimin screamed, pulling against the restraints and arching his back, impaling himself further on jungkooks dick. Jungkook licked up the stream of salty tears that fell from Jimins eyes, his head swimming, drowning in the soft whimpers spilling out of Jimins mouth. Jimin was close, so close, Jungkook could feel his walls clenching tighter as he hurtled towards his peak. Jungkook quickly leant forwards, not breaking pace, and pulled the temporary blindfold up so it bunched around his cuffed hands and allowed him to see. The light hit Jimins eyes, stinging painfully, it took him a second to adjust though the sight that greeted him blinded him even more. Jungkooks face was dripping with sweat, head flung back, hair sticking to his forehead, this muscles were working overtime, he looked like a sculpted god. Jungkook smiled down at Jimin as he leant in closer and kissed him, passionately but slowly. Jimin came in a burst of fire, Jungkook not stopping his pace, letting Jimin ride out his high. Jungkook didn't last much longer, spilling into Jimins abused hole just a few breaths after, Jimin affectionately kissing his neck. Before Jungkook collapsed against the other, he reached and un-cuffed him, letting his arms fall limp to the floor. Jungkooks dick slipped out of Jimin as he fell onto his chest, resting there while Jimin stroked his hair, trying to catch his breath also. //// "If punishments are all like that, I should commit crimes more often".

#smut #bts smut #bts #jikook #jikook smut #taekook #taekook smut #vkook #bangtan #smutty #gay #bts run #hello #jailor

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1775 Texas Pit BBQ Catering 8203 Raymond Stotzer Parkway, College Station, Tx • 979-492-6141

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Always Cravin’ Pit BBQ Mobile / Pop Up • 979-204-6222

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Blue Moon BBQ 18746 Old San Antonio Rd., Hearne, TX • 979-549-4800

Brisket, sausage, and ribs at Blue Moon BBQ. Image by Matt Moon.

Blue Moon BBQ has been serving the Best BBQ on the OSR since 2007! Come visit Rick, Toni, and Matt Moon weekly Wednesday 11-3 Thur-Sat 11-7 and Sun 11-3 for your BBQ guilt trip! Blue Moon is a Texas Monthly Top 50 ‘cue joint worth the drive out to the middle of nowhere. The middle of nowhere is usually somewhere special when you’re in the beautiful Brazos Valley. Only thing that can make one feel more Texan than a drive down OSR on a crisp, sunny day is the smell of smoked meats wafting your way.

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Meatloaf sandwich at BBQ 13-0. Recipe by famed local chef Peter Madden.

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C & J Barbeque 4304 Harvey Rd., College Station (Original Store) • 979-776-8969 105 Southwest Parkway, College Station, TX • 979-696-7900 1010 South Texas Ave., Bryan, TX • 979-822-6033

Brisket, ribs, sausage, chicken and BBQ beans by C&J BBQ. Image courtesy of C&J.

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Fargo’s BBQ 1701 S. Texas Avenue • 979-778-3662

Brisket, sausage, beans, potato salad, and slaw at Fargo’s BBQ in Bryan, Texas. Image eaten by David Flash.

Fargo’s Pit BBQ recently moved South on Texas Avenue in Bryan, again, to the former Barnhill’s Buffet location. Fargo’s is a well known local establishment that has also gained statewide recognition as one of Texas Monthly’s Top 50 BBQ joints in the state. Despite the new digs, Fargo’s brisket, sausage and sides lived up to their reputation on our recent visit. The brisket was perfectly cooked with a flavorful rub creating a nice outer shell that sealed in all the good juices, making it moist and tender. There was a “different” quality about the sauce I couldn’t put my finger on…maybe a touch more vinegar than typical…not sure…but it was goooooood!

The Firebox Grill 112 Eloise St., Caldwell, TX

Ribs, brisket, and indulgent sides are making good bull about The Firebox Grill spread like wildfire.

Good Bull BBQ 326 George Bush Dr., College Station, TX

Masterfully smoked meats in the shadow of Kyle Field! Now that’s Good Bull.

Former Yell Leader Roy May and crew started Good Bull BBQ because they love barbecue and we want to change the world! Now you can too! They provide a meal for the less fortunate for every meal they sell. Feed yourself, feed the world, now that’s GOOD BULL!

J. Cody’s Steaks & BBQ 3610 S. College Ave., Bryan, TX • 979-846-2639

J. Cody’s is well known locally for their steaks and barbeque.

J. Cody’s Steaks and Barbeque Restaurant in Bryan/College Station, Texas is a little different than most steak and BBQ eateries. Most great steak and barbeque places are well known for either serving great steaks or great barbeque but not both. J. Cody’s serves both tender juicy steaks and mouth watering smoked barbeque.

Kreuz Market – Bryan 768 North Earl Rudder Fwy., Bryan, TX • 979-704-6147

Brisket, sausage, and the famous German potato salad at Kreuz Market.

Originally based in Lockhart, TX, with a second location locally stationed in Bryan, TX, Kreuz Market has expanded its market to better serve the Brazos Valley and surrounding areas for Catering, Events, and a great everyday restaurant experience.

Lee’s Landing 313 West Cameron St., Rockdale, TX

If you’re wondering what the full parking lot morning, noon and night at Lee’s Landing on Cameron Avenue in Rockdale is all about, we can tell you… It’s about great food! The Milam County Times recently stopped in for dinner. The 3 meat barbecue plate with brisket, ribs, and sausage with sides of beans and potato salad were exemplary! They knocked it out of the park! The service and atmosphere were excellent as well. They have a really nice outdoor patio space and a tasteful Texas and Milam County decor theme throughout.

Lone Oak BBQ 1818 Smetana Rd., Bryan, TX • 979-820-0370

Lone Oak is open Thursday through Sunday until sold out. Call 979-820-0370 to place your order before heading there.

Martin’s Place 3403 S. College Ave., Bryan, TX

The chopped beef sandwiches at Martin’s Place are off the hook! They are the longest continuously operating restaurant in Bryan-College Station.

Martin’s Place has been serving Real Brick Pit BBQ Since 1925.

Matus Pit BBQ Buck and Hill St., Downtown Caldwell • 979-567-3666

Only open on weekends, Matus Pit BBQ is well worth the countryside drive to Caldwell for many Brazos Valley residents.

Mallett Brothers Barbeque 9339 State Hwy. 6, Navasota, TX • 979-825-9440 + 7247 Main St., Iola, TX

Mallett Brothers Barbeque is a Family Owned and Operated business serving Grimes, Brazos, Waller, Washington, Robertson and surrounding counties. Chad Mallett, Aggie Class of ’94, and brother Greg Mallett perfected their love of cooking at family gatherings and parties and after years of hard work (and a little fun too!) a long time dream came true and Mallett Brother’s Barbeque was opened. They now serve mouthwatering barbeque to hundreds of folks each week and have been told that they have the best barbeque anyone has ever eaten, especially the ribs!

Norm’s Smokewagon Pit BBQ Mobile BBQ Trailer in Bryan and College Station

Norm’s Smoke Wagon can be found at busy intersections and events in Bryan-College Station.

Norm’s Smokewagon Pit BBQ started up in Bryan a few months ago. They are a BBQ trailer with smoker-on-board and are already attracting a loyal local following.

Rudy’s “Country Store” and Bar-B-Q 504 Harvey Road, College Station, TX

Oak Smoked Brisket from Rudy’s. Get whole briskets for pick-up or shipped anywhere.

Rudy’s “Country Store” and Bar-B-Q is a popular Texas BBQ chain. Known for consistent quality, fast service, tasty sides, and a sauce that’s BOSS!

Smokin’ Oak Bar B Que 227 E. Avenue C, Milano, TX

The brisket is smoked in a pit out back and is perfectly moist. Melted in my mouth. The sauce is a little sweet, but it has a nice kick and I loved it. The sausage, made by local company in Caldwell, was perfectly flavorful and spicy. Perfectly prepared and fresh, not dried out because it was the end of the day. They seem like one of the busier places on Highway 79 and the menu is very simple, so the food is likely fresh daily. Tasted like it. If you’re on the road to Rockdale, make a “pit stop” in Milano, TX. Your belly will be glad you did.

Snow’s BBQ 516 N. Main St., Lexington, TX

Snow’s BBQ is only open on Saturdays. We arrived at 6:40 in the morning and were around 30th in line. By the time they opened at 8am, we couldn’t see the back of the line. We were told they sell around 1500 lbs of brisket alone every Saturday. We could taste why! The brisket and sausage alone are worth braving the line. There’s usually a free keg going in the line too, so the wait isn’t all bad.

Tin Shak BBQ 1500 Highway 21, Caldwell, TX • 979-567-0099

“Tin Shack BBQ brings the very best that Texas has to offer when it comes to world class barbecue.” C.W. Haynes, Pitmaster

Truth BBQ 2990 Hwy 290 West, Brenham, TX • 979-830-0392

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Truth BBQ is a Texas Monthly Top 50 Barbecue joint worth the beautiful drive out to Brenham. They are open Thursday-Sunday from 11 A.M. – SOLD OUT

Eat BCS Pro Tip: Be sure to call ahead and order, especially to the smaller and Top 50 places, if you’re planning on arriving late in the day. Many ‘cue local joints close shop for the day when they sell out of meat.

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Major Applewhite faces immediate pressure at Houston. He probably likes it that way.

This preview originally published May 2 and has since been updated.

Major Applewhite certainly isn’t a stranger to the idea of subbing in for a star. He’s not even completely unfamiliar with doing it when Houston’s involved.

In 2000, as Texas’ incumbent starting quarterback, Applewhite faced stiff competition with golden-boy recruit Chris Simms to hold onto his job. After a frustrating loss to Stanford in Week 2, in which Applewhite threw two picks and took five sacks, Simms got the nod in Week 3 against Houston ... and proceeded to throw a pick in his first play and get sacked in his second.

Applewhite subbed in and went 13-for-21 as the Longhorns eased into blowout mode and won, 48-0. He would hold onto his starting job and throw for 2,164 yards until an injury against Texas Tech ended his starting tenure. Simms took over, looked great against Texas A&M (and less than great in a bowl loss), and became full-time starter the following spring.

After starting for parts of three seasons, Applewhite was relegated to the bench for most of his senior season. But with a BCS title game bid on the line, Simms struggled drastically in the Big 12 title game. Applewhite led a huge comeback; down 29-10 late in the second quarter, Texas rallied to fall, 39-37.

So you could say he’s used to pulling a program out of a skid when the star’s tenure doesn’t follow the script.

Tom Herman was supposed to be the guy who led Houston to the promised land. Everything he touched turned to gold in 2016 and early 2017. Houston was both good and lucky as hell in 2016, going 13-1 and enjoying a rousing Peach Bowl win over Florida State. He then signed the best recruiting class in the mid-major universe, inking, among other prospects, soon-to-be stud defensive tackle Ed Oliver. And in the summer months, it looked as if Houston was in prime position to land a spot in an expanding Big 12.

The Cougars began the season with another rousing, elite win — this time over eventual Big 12 champion Oklahoma. All was right with the #HTownTakeover. But if you’re counting on the Big 12 to light your way forward, well, there’s a flaw in your plan. Suddenly Houston was too good to invite.

If the Longhorns won’t suffer for Houston’s inclusion, and state politics can convince the rest of Texas’ Big 12 members, the Cougars’ real problems are the member programs outside of the state who feast on Lone Star recruiting and exposure: Oklahoma, Oklahoma State, Iowa State, Kansas, and Kansas State. (West Virginia signs almost no recruits from the state of Texas.)

Sources at multiple candidate schools have told SB Nation that Houston’s growth potential could jeopardize UH’s bid to the Big 12.

Oklahoma State head coach Mike Gundy spoke candidly about the situation to the Tulsa World last month: "Anyone that’s not in Texas will have a more difficult time recruiting Texas if another Texas school gets in this league," he reiterated.

Fast forward three months: the Big 12 elected not to expand (again), Houston’s College Football Playoff hopes were dashed by Navy, the Cougars lost twice more in conference play (via blowout at SMU and comeback at Memphis), and Herman took the open job at Texas. He was going to end up in the Big 12 regardless; it was just a question of whether Houston would come with him.

At Podcast Ain’t Played Nobody, Steven Godfrey and I find ourselves frequently discussing the thought of emerging powers — who they might be, how they might form, etc. And a year ago, I found myself thinking of UH as a potential New Miami. Herman was making wonderful inroads in recruiting the state of Houston (as Howard Schnellenberger famously recruited the “state of Miami”), and the potential there would only grow if the Cougars found themselves in a power conference. To be sure, OSU and those other concerned Big 12 schools were right to be worried about Houston stealing their oxygen.

Of course, that’s exactly why Houston might have been a great choice. It looked like the Big 12 might actually be able to pull off adding a major national program — something that hasn’t been an option since the 2010 and 2011 rounds of conference realignment. Only, it would have been one that it created. Instead, short-term self interest from second-tier conference programs won out. Self interest always wins out in the Big 12.

So now, Houston goes back to simply trying to be an AAC West power. It won’t be easy. Memphis is stacked. Tulsa is explosive. Navy is Navy. SMU is rising. Applewhite faces Herman-level expectations, only without Herman’s star pupil (quarterback Greg Ward Jr.) or star defensive coordinator (Todd Orlando). He’s down 39-10; will he come out firing?

2016 in review

2016 Houston statistical profile.

The gist of my 2016 Houston preview: Herman’s Cougars were probably not as good as their record in 2015 and could both a) improve and b) suffer a couple of unexpected losses as the universe rights itself.

Check and check. In terms of S&P+, Houston improved from 44th to 39th. The offense had to replace its top three running backs and four experienced pieces up front, and the run game cratered. The defense surged from 59th to 25th in Def. S&P+, but the offense sank from 29th to 69th.

Of course, those are yearlong averages. For the most part, Houston looked the part of a true contender until the Navy game threw everything off-script.

First 5 games (5-0): Avg. percentile performance: 76% (~top 30) | Avg. yards per play: UH 5.9, Opp 4.4 (plus-1.5) | Avg. performance vs. S&P+ projection: plus-22.6 PPG

Last 8 games (4-4): Avg. percentile performance: 52% (~top 60) | Avg. yards per play: Opp 5.0, UH 5.0 (plus-0.0) | Avg. performance vs. S&P+ projection: minus-10.8 PPG

Moving the ball became a labor as the year went on and Ward took more and more of a beating. The run game was nonexistent, and after producing a passer rating of 166.2 during UH’s 5-0 start, Ward hit just 131.2 the rest of the year. His completion rate fell from 71 percent to 67, and his interception rate rose from 1.4 percent to 3.3. He was asked to do too much, the offense stalled out more, and the defense eventually stuttered.

Aside from an inspired massacre of Louisville, the last half of the season was pretty directionless for the Cougars, as if everyone involved knew where things were headed once the Big 12 didn’t expand and the CFP was no longer in sights.

Offense

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Safe to say, Ward was the 2016 Houston offense. He completed a high percentage of passes on standard downs and scrambled to move the chains on passing downs. He had a nice receiving corps at his disposal, but it was asked to do too much to account for a miserable run game.

Despite Ward’s reputation as mainly a rushing quarterback, Houston ranked 45th in Passing S&P+ and 91st in Rushing S&P+ last year. Four Cougar running backs — Texas transfer Duke Catalon, Dillon Birden, and freshmen Mulbah Car and Kevrin Justice — combined to average a wretched 4 yards per carry, and even with his scrambling ability, Ward averaged just 4.5 sans sacks.

The running backs weren’t ready, and the offensive line was starting a new lineup each week. All told, nine different linemen started at least four games, and only one started all 13. I’m not sure I’ve ever seen that before. Your run game has no chance in that situation.

For better or worse, it’s a fresh start in 2017. Ward’s gone, and Applewhite has moved to a bigger office. He brought in former Utah offensive coordinator and Mississippi State quarterbacks coach Brian Johnson to lead his offense, and he has Texas A&M transfer Kyle Allen behind center.

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Kyle Allen

You could certainly do worse than having Applewhite and Johnson as your mentors. Applewhite helped to turn Ward into a stronger passer than he got credit for, and Johnson spent the last three seasons watching over Dak Prescott and Nick Fitzgerald at MSU. Allen still has some work to do to win the job, but assuming he holds off injured senior Kyle Postma, injured sophomore D’Eriq King (injuries were an issue for UH this spring), and walk-on Mason McClendon for the job, he would take over a passing game that has some exciting weapons.

Linell Bonner might have been the best possession receiver in the country last year; the 6’0 senior caught 73 percent of his passes with a 56 percent success rate; granted, he only averaged 11.4 yards per catch, but he is incredibly reliable, and fellow senior Steven Dunbar has had his moments — seven catches for 125 yards against Oklahoma last year, nine for 112 against Navy.

Beyond Bonner and Dunbar, a host of youngsters and former star recruits are lining up for a shot, namely sophomores Courtney Lark (a former four-star guy), Keith Corbin, Terry Mark, and Marquez Stevenson, and incoming freshmen Jeremy Singleton, Tre’Von Bradley, and Devodric Bynum. [Update: UH also added Ellis Jefferson, who played in 38 games for Arizona State.] As good as Bonner and Dunbar are, if this batch could produce a big-play threat or two, the ceiling for this offense gets a lot higher.

Allen was not a blue-chip caliber success at Texas A&M; during his sophomore season in 2015, he completed just 57 percent of his passes with a 137 passer rating. He was certainly solid, but he still has quite a bit to prove. And the improvement of the run game could determine whether he gets to prove it.

It won’t get worse. Catalon, Birden, Car, and Justice all return, as do eight of the nine starters up front. [Update: UH also adds grad transfer interior lineman Deon Mix from Auburn, where he played in six games.] Plus, the Cougars get the services of Colorado transfer Patrick Carr in the backfield, as well; he was the star of the spring game.

There’s reason to be concerned about the offense: it trailed off dramatically last year, and there’s no guarantee that the pieces in the run game have the pure talent to post big averages. But the passing game should at least assure that the offense as a whole doesn’t regress further. We’ll just have to see if it improves. My guess is it will.

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Linell Bonner

Defense

Lost amid the disappointment of the offense and the late-season losses was the fact that the Cougars’ defense was really, really good.

Improvement wasn’t a given considering the Cougars had to replace four of their top five tacklers in the secondary (and that turnover in the secondary is a harbinger of regression). But a mix of veterans (senior corners Howard Wilson and Brandon Wilson, junior safeties Khalil Williams and Terrell Williams) and exciting youngsters (sophomores Garrett Davis and Jeremy Winchester, freshmen Collin Wilder and Javian Smith) produced an acceptable recipe in the back. Houston didn’t pick off nearly as many passes — hello, turnovers luck — but did produce a Passing S&P+ ranking of 34th.

Of course, it didn’t hurt that the run defense was absolutely dynamite. That was nearly a given. Houston ranked 29th in Rushing S&P+ in 2015, returned five of six linemen and five of six linebackers, and added maybe the best freshman in the country to the mix.

Ed Oliver more than lived up to his blue-chip billing out of the gates. Not only was he third in the country with 22.5 tackles for loss — as a damn freshman — but he was also fourth on the team in tackles. He made more stops than all but one defensive back on the team. That’s crazy. That’s a combination of play-making and sideline-to-sideline motor that you almost never see.

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Ed Oliver

Applewhite tasked Mark D’Onofrio with succeeding the immensely successful Todd Orlando (who was also a candidate for the head coaching gig) as defensive coordinator. From 2006-15, D’Onofrio served as Al Golden’s defensive coordinator at Temple and Miami; he only had one excellent defense (his 2014 Miami unit was 25th in Def. S&P+), but each of his last nine defenses ranked at least 70th. It’s hard to know about upside, but he should be a solid caretaker if nothing else.

Of course, Oliver might be the best defender he’s coached, and Oliver’s got a lot of help. Houston returns five of seven linemen and four of six linebackers. Granted, the four departures — ends Cameron Malveaux and B.J. Singleton, linebackers Steven Taylor and Tyus Bowser — were all strong. Taylor and Bowser combined for 24 tackles for loss.

Still, there’s experience here, and in star freshmen Bryan Jones (end) and Arnaud Willis-Dalton (linebacker), among others, Houston has plenty of young upside up front. UH might find it difficult to replicate last year’s No. 5 Rushing S&P+ ranking, but the run defense should again be as good as any in the AAC. [Update: Houston’s DL also added former seven-game Miami starter Courtel Jenkins and 17-game Texas A&M contributor Reggie Chevis.]

If the run defense doesn’t regress much, Houston’s defense should again be excellent because the pass defense certainly shouldn’t regress. The Wilsons are gone, but that’s it. Davis and Khalil Williams combined for 13.5 tackles for loss and eight breakups in 2016, and Winchester is a burgeoning star. Granted, be it a sophomore like Javian Smith or Ka’Darian Smith or converted receiver Isaiah Johnson, the other cornerback spot will be filled by someone far less experienced than either Wilson. But the upside here is obvious.

I would be shocked if this wasn’t, at worst, a top-40 defense. And with Oliver as center of gravity, a ranking quite a bit higher is almost to be expected.

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Khalil Williams (2)

Special Teams

Applewhite has to remodel the offense in Herman’s absence, but he was left some goodies on defense and in special teams. The Cougars ranked 29th in Special Teams S&P+ last year, powered by a No. 12 ranking in kick return success rate and a No. 33 ranking in punt success rate.

Brandon Wilson had a role to play in kick returns, but assuming D’Eriq King isn’t the starting QB, he is a hell of a KR. And as a freshman, Dane Roy’s punts were among the least returnable in the country. That’s a good starting point, though Houston does have to replace Wilson and place-kicker Ty Cummings.

2017 outlook

2017 Schedule & Projection Factors

Date Opponent Proj. S&P+ Rk Proj. Margin Win Probability 2-Sep at UTSA 91 9.0 70% 9-Sep at Arizona 68 0.2 50% 16-Sep Rice 120 21.1 89% 23-Sep Texas Tech 66 4.6 60% 30-Sep at Temple 67 0.1 50% 7-Oct SMU 81 11.8 75% 14-Oct at Tulsa 77 4.4 60% 19-Oct Memphis 61 3.9 59% 28-Oct East Carolina 100 16.1 82% 4-Nov at South Florida 56 -1.6 46% 18-Nov at Tulane 94 10.0 72% 24-Nov Navy 71 7.9 68%

Projected S&P+ Rk 49 Proj. Off. / Def. Rk 73 / 31 Projected wins 7.8 Five-Year S&P+ Rk 2.3 (57) 2- and 5-Year Recruiting Rk 56 / 70 2016 TO Margin / Adj. TO Margin* -7 / 1.7 2016 TO Luck/Game -3.3 Returning Production (Off. / Def.) 55% (51%, 58%) 2016 Second-order wins (difference) 8.8 (0.2)

I’m going on faith that when Houston’s president says the school could fire a coach for going 8-4, the Cougars aren’t actually going to fire a coach for going 8-4. I’m all for aggressiveness and confidence, but damn.

Among other things, Tom Herman himself might have struggled to do better than 8-4 or 9-3 this coming year. Projected 49th in S&P+, the Cougars are given a 46 percent or better chance in every game on the schedule, but six are tossups between 46 and 60 percent and eight are projected with a single-digit margin.

In other words, a little bit of improvement or regression will go a long, long way. If Allen and the redesigned offense click (certainly a realistic possibility) and the defense maintains a top 30 level (ditto), this is a 10- or 11-win team.

Meanwhile, if the run game is still stagnant, Allen is throwing on passing downs a lot (and without Ward’s wheels to get him out of trouble), and loss of play-makers at linebacker or cornerback is more costly than I’m guessing — all of this is also at least semi-realistic — then you’re looking at something closer to 7-5.

Applewhite enters a situation under immediate pressure to overachieve, but really, I guess that’s probably just the way he likes it.

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