#new hero costume how we feelin about it.........

[bigidiotenergy]

he's 10000% taunting a villain

[voidoutbt]

Neko Higgs

Higgs x Sam headcanon, GoldenBridges fictional scene.

Higgs has a new costume and Sam slowly warms up to Higgs advances. Implied smut.

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Sam approached the delivery terminal and was about to take on some new orders, when a BRIDGES porter approached him. "Hey Sam, this came in for you. Doesn't say who it's from." A large box sat in front of him. There were no discernible markings on it apart from a 'Fragile' sticker, and a hand scrawled note stating 'For Sam, X' in black ink on the top. Sam frowned and scratched his head in bewilderment, he wasn't expecting anything. What made this really odd was that the box was made of cardboard, a rarity these days as it was not timefall resilient like the metal cargo cases.

Sam walked around it, unsure whether to open it in case it was a bomb. Suddenly a strange meowing noise came from inside, along with a scratching of something against it. Sam was taken aback, "What the...!" was there a live animal inside? He was about to lift one of the lid flaps, when suddenly the box burst open from the top. Sam jumps back defensively and stares.

Higgs bursts out of the box. He is wearing a little crop top, a short skirt, cat ears, tail and fluffy paws. He winks suggestively, "Nyaaan Sammy! 😸 Surprise!" posing in a cute way. Sam stands flabbergasted, mouth slightly open. Higgs looked like a cross between a Japanese school girl and a neko (cat girl). Sam would have laughed under any other circumstances but he had to admit to himself, Higgs actually looked rather cute, the kitty style oddly suited him. The way the top hugged his slim figure, showing hint of a nipple ring under, the skirt bulging at the front, and the ears and paws... Well they were just plain adorable. Higgs posed, waiting for a response, "Well Sammy, what do ya think? The Cosplayer made it for me! Isn't it great!" Sam cleared his throat and mumbled quietly "Cute." Higgs grinned widely like The Cheshire cat, "Ah Sammy-Boy, I heard you were feelin' down, so thought I would surprise you and make you feel better! How about we go warm up with this bottle of Timefall Farm champagne? It's damn cold in this!" Sam could see that from the way his nipples were poking out through the cropped top.

Sam considers for a moment before sighing and walking back to the lift. Higgs whined "Saaaam wait! Can...You carry me? I'm cold and I can't get out of the box!" He batted his long eyelashes and pouted dramatically. Sam rolled his eyes and grunted, stomping back over and going to throw Higgs over his shoulder in a fireman's lift, but Higgs stops him, a hand lingering on his chest." Not like that, this skirt is very short!" He leans in and whispers in Sam's ear, Sam instinctively tries to move back but the hand on his chest grips his porter suit to stop him from doing so "... And I'm not wearing anything underneath!" Sam's heart skips a beat, why is he already regretting this? And yet, he is somehow not surprised by what Higgs just said. He coughs, trying to hide the effect it had on him.

Higgs grins wildly as he pulls back, his eyes blazing, obviously noticing. Sam avoids eye contact. Higgs slides an arm over Sam's shoulder, and Sam wraps one arm around his torso, the other under his bare knees, hoisting him up into his arms. Higgs gushes, one hand on Sam's chest still " Oh my hero!" Sam frowns, glad there are no other BRIDGES staff around "Shut up Higgs.", carrying him over to the lift.

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Headcanon inflamed/Inspired by @limas-art and @astrandofgold kitty Higgs recent art!

@pandoratriestowritestuff @samfrancis94 you may like this too 😉

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[luccislegs]

The goddess of writing for polyamory can we please be blessed with All Might/Reader/Aizawa where reader and Aizawa still have their hero jobs so they often go on patrol together, but one night they come home to find All Might feeling down because he’s no longer able to do heroics anymore? The two of them decide to do something to cheer him up and make it up to him, it can be fluff or nsfw! I’m lof u :sadcat:

@jinxxyminxxy here you are even tho i know this mostly for me, and i appreciate it 🥺 i was on a really soft, insecure, needed comfort all might kick when i wrote these so fite me if u don’t like it 😤 i was gonna try and do smut but i just,,,wasn’t feelin’ it idk. this is also 2k words oops

You and Aizawa both know that it’s hard on Toshi, watching the two of you carry on with your hero duties while he’s stuck at school teaching or at home watching the news for any hint of you. No matter how many times you’ve told him that you like having him home at night, ready with a meal after a long day, he still feels like a burden.

Or that’s what he tells you, anyway. You’re both sure it’s true, but you know deep down that it’s more than that. There are feelings of insecurity, self loathing, and worthlessness stewing below there, but All Might won’t spill them no matter how gently you coax. So the best you and Aizawa can do is support him where you can, reminding him that you’re there for him.

On that particular night, you and Aizawa are out far later than normal. Having had no time to even shoot Toshinori a quick text letting you know you would be late, the two of you completely forget amidst the chaos and destruction the villain is causing. By the time everything is over, it’s 3 hours past when your patrol was supposed to be over and the two of you are bone tired.

Ignoring the swarming news helicopters, reporters, and adoring fans and rescued victims wanting to thank you for saving them, the two of you duck away, letting other heroes take the spotlight so that you can rush home. Now that the adrenaline has worn off, you’re both in hurry to get back to Toshi, to reassure him you’re alright and also maybe get something to eat.

It was probably the not knowing, or maybe it was just his norm when you and Aizawa aren’t home, but when the two of you stumble into the house, Toshi is slumped over the table with his head in his hands. Judging by the ragged breathing and the unkempt, tussled spots in his hair, something was wrong.

“Toshi, what is it?” you ask, rushing to his side. Aizawa follows at a slower pace, settling down on his other side and threading his fingers through All Might’s disheveled blond locks.

Toshi freezes as he realizes he’s been caught. It was something he was ashamed of, the jealousy he feels that the two of you can carry on as if nothing is wrong-- which is an unfair thought. He knows you worry for him, knows he’s being irrational, and it’s one of the reasons he hides his feelings. He doesn’t want to drag either of you down with him.

“W-Welcome home,” he murmurs, pulling his hands from his face. Taking either of yours in his, he forces a smile to his face. “How was your patrol? You’re running awfully late.”

You share a worried, critical look with Shouta, who’s giving you his own before nodding sharply. “We’re sorry we couldn’t let you know. I don’t know if you’ve seen the news, but things got very out of hand tonight.”

Aizawa picked up where you left off, squeezing Toshi’s thin fingers in his. “But don’t try to distract us. This has been going on far too long. You need to talk to us.”

You wince at his blunt, straightforward statement. He wasn’t known for his tactfulness (unless it was directed at kids, and even then...) but you wished just this once he could be a bit softer. But you were there, as ever, to pick up his slack. “Honey, you can’t keep doing this to yourself. We’re a team and we’re here for you. Talk to us, please.”

Toshi sighed then, slipping his hands from yours. They folded in his lap and he stared at his knees for several long moments. He was grateful that you were home, and deep down there was relief that his hand was being forced. There was one fear that was greater than all the others, and that was his fear of losing the two of you. Whether you realized it or not, you and Aizawa were his anchors, the only thing keeping him from drowning in his own self-pity. 

But that didn’t make it any easier on him, finding the words to explain how he felt. It was years of stewing and pushing these feelings down, only letting himself fall victim to them when he knew he was alone. Putting them into words wasn’t something he’d ever really considered doing.

“It’s got to do with us being heroes still, doesn’t it, Toshi?” Aizawa asked at last. He was always the most perceptive of the three of you, and both you and Toshi were grateful for it now. 

It gave him a place to start, and he nodded. “W-Well, sort of. It’s-- You know how I felt about retiring. It was necessary but…”

“But you didn’t want to. We know, Toshi,” you said. You wanted to reassure him, but felt like it wasn’t the right time. Right now, he just needed prompting to vent. Reassurance would only cause him to shut down.

“Right. I don’t like just sitting at home while the two of you go out on dangerous patrols. It makes me feel so worthless.” The last part was murmured, and you could hear the shame in his voice. “I know that isn’t fair to the two of you, so I didn’t say anything.”

You shifted, situating yourself as comfortably as you could besides him, with his knees tucked under the table and your hero costume digging and chafing after wearing it for so long. Covering the hand you were already holding with your other one, you leaned forward, pressing your forehead to his cheek.

On his other side, Aizawa sighed, giving Toshi a fond, exasperated look. “You fool. You aren’t worthless just because you can’t do this anymore. You did it for damn near thirty years. Probably more, given how stubborn you are.”

You nodded, the motion awkward against his cheek, and Toshi leaned into you a little. “You gave everyone so much. A Symbol of Peace. Years of peace and security. Your health, almost your life. Toshi, how could you be worthless?”

Before either men could react, you had thrown yourself at Toshi, knocking him into Aizawa, who was just quick enough to brace himself for the impact. You giggled from atop them at Toshi’s stunned look and Aizawa’s half-hearted scowl. While you were nuzzling into Toshi’s neck, you felt Aizawa’s arms come around the two of you, though he could only reach so far.

“I know you say that but how...how could you like me-- like this?” Toshi asked, staring blankly up at the ceiling. This was another deep rooted insecurity that he had been avoiding. Most of the time the thoughts were drowned out by your constant presences and actions, reassuring him that you weren’t there for show. But then the two of you would kiss him goodbye and head off together, leaving him alone at home and they would rear their ugly heads. And when neither of you had bothered to let him know you would be home late...

His fingers were threaded between Aizawa’s on your sides, squeezing so tight that Aizawa was sure he would lose feeling in them shortly. But he squeezed back nonetheless, telling him he wasn’t going anywhere. “Like what? Like a man who’s given his all for a country? Like a man who’s literally given his health for millions of strangers who don’t even know what he’s done? Like what, All Might?”

Toshi flinched at Aizawa’s use of his hero name. It was like there was a disconnect there now. He was still All Might, but he no longer felt like he deserved to be All Might. “Like a walking skeleton ready to keel over at any moment.”

Neither of you missed the slight tensing and quick relax in his body, and you sat up, pulling Toshi with you. For as strong as Aizawa was, you knew it couldn’t be comfortable with 200+ pounds of weight laying on him.

Aizawa situated Toshi between his legs, resting his head on the older man’s shoulder while you straddled his legs, cupping his face in your hands. “Well first off, you’re our skeleton, and don’t you forget it.”

That got a chuckle out of both of them, Aizawa covering his face with his hand in exasperation. “You’re ridiculous, _____.”

Sticking your tongue out at him, you continued. “Second, Aizawa said it already. You are someone who’s given everything for everyone. We couldn’t be more proud to be with you, to call you ours. Lastly and most importantly--”

“You are All Might. You *earned* that title and you shouldn’t let anyone take it from you--”

“Least of all yourself, Toshi. You shouldn’t sell yourself so short. You worked so hard to build your name and your reputation--”

“And the fact that you think you don’t deserve it now is insulting to everything you’ve done in his name.”

In the silence that followed, you could have heard a pin drop. From the deep shadows of his eyes, tears began to fall. You wiped them away as quickly as you could, and when Aizawa realized what was going on, he pressed his lips to Toshi’s neck, squeezing his middle tighter.

“We aren’t going anywhere, Toshinori. I hope you don’t forget that again,” Aizawa drawled against his skin. He could feel the prominent scar underneath his partner’s shirt, a symbol of pain and all that Toshi had fought for, given up, and lost over the last several years. His hand slid up, pushing Toshi’s shirt up and ran his fingers over the twisted flesh, causing him to jump.

“We couldn’t be happier. Maybe you can’t support us from the field, but do you know how much it means to us to come home to you? It’s like a breath of fresh air after a patrol, seeing your face. Even if he won’t admit it, we both feel as much. We love you, Toshi. Please don’t forget that,” you murmured, pressing a tender kiss to his lips.

Aizawa followed your sentiment, trailing languid kisses up the side of Toshi’s neck, ending just beneath his ear. “And if we have to, we will show you just how much we mean it, won’t we, _____?”

The smirk you gave Toshi was devilish and almost criminal. “Is that what you need? Do we need to show you how much you mean to us, All Might?”

Aizawa could feel him gulp under his lips, his fingers tightening on your thighs as he struggled to come to terms with this new arousal and his still jumbled feelings. At last, he sighed, giving you a soft kiss and laying his hand across Aizawa’s, the one still covering his scar like he was protecting it.

“Not tonight. Tonight I think I just want...to watch movies. Is that okay?” he asked, giving you a tired smile. His eyes fluttered closed as your lips covered his, jumping at the slight nip on his neck from Aizawa.

“Whatever you want, sunshine. Let us get changed out of these costumes, okay?” you said, standing up and helping your partners to their feet. You knew Aizawa’s costume was a lot more comfortable than yours, but even he had his limits. 

“I’ll heat up dinner again,” Toshi said, half-stumbling towards the kitchen. The two of you smiled, laughing under your breaths at how easily the man was flustered by your affections. 

In the bedroom, as you got undressed, you had a dawning realization. Half-clothed, you pulled Aizawa to you, enjoying the feel of his warm skin on yours. He was surprised by the intense kiss you bestowed him, letting his hands settle on your hips. Pulling back, you gave him a serious look. “You know I love you too, right?” 

Aizawa laughed, looking a little concerned. “Yes, kitten. And I love you. Is everything alright?”

You shrugged, drawing small patterns on his chest. “Yeah, everything’s fine. I just felt like saying it.”

In a moment, you were crushed to his chest, his fingers wound in your hair and his breath raspy in your ear, and you knew he understood your sentiment. The door creaked open mid-hug, and Toshi watched the display with a shy, hopeful look. Laughing at his timid behavior, which you figured wasn’t ever going to change, you both opened your arm to him, ending up in a smushed, awkward threeway hug.

He towered over both of you, hiding his face in the top of Aizawa’s head, who in turn was resting his on top of yours. Your head was directly over his heart, listening to it stutter at a fast and uneven pace, and you felt a flood of adoration all over again for the two men. 

They were yours and you would never let them forget it and the warmth in their gazes when you pulled away told you all you needed to know about how they felt.

[theskyeandsea]

Zoinks! || Remmy & Skylar

Timing: October 31st

Location: White Crest Elementary

Tagging: @whatsin-yourhead @theskyeandsea

Description: Remmy helps Skylar chaperone a school Halloween event-- unfortunately, they both got a bit more into character than they expected.

Letting out a small sigh, Skylar awkwardly shifted the small cape that was draped around her shoulders. She’d been in a bit of a bind when the assistant principal had asked if she’d be able to interpret for the Halloween dance-- not because she didn’t want to be at work, but because she hadn’t the slightest idea what she was going to dress up as for the occasion. She’d hurried to the Halloween pop up shop and grabbed the first cheap costume she’d found. The plastic fangs weren’t as hard to wear as she’d thought they might be and the cape was a little silly, but it was as much effort as she could manage. Luckily for her, the school was short staffed due to a bout of flu running rampant throughout the staff, so when the assistant principal had begged her to recruit anyone who might be able to handle the kids, she’d extended the invitation to Remmy. She couldn’t remember how long it had been since she’d seen them… After the incident with Ben, with her mother, she’d thrown herself into the haze of work. But, maybe this was how she could get… back to feeling good.

“I never went to any of these dances when I was in high school. And being here,” She gestured to the awkward teenagers in the gym, “I don’t know if I missed out on it.” Skylar said with a weak smile. Glancing at their costume and at the turquoise collar around Moose’s neck, she smiled. “Shaggy and Scooby?”

Remmy didn’t ever really remember dressing up well for Halloween, but it was definitely one of their favorite holidays. Actually, it was definitely their favorite holiday. They loved everything about it, really. The decorations, the stories, the dressing up. The socializing. The smell of fall leaves. What was there not to love? And it was the one day they could get away from their home without having to find an excuse to. They hadn’t really thought much about it at all this year, though, so when Skylar had asked them to chaperone a dance with her, they had run to the new costume store in town real quick and found the best, cheap costume they could find. Lucky for them, the one they did find, was a perfect combo for them and Moose. They’d thought about just slapping the moose antlers headband Blanche had gotten them ages ago on him, but he deserved a better costume than that. So, Scooby-Doo it was. The green shirt and brown pants combo Remmy rocked was nice, too, though the fake beard was really what brought it together.

“I think I only went to prom once,” they replied to Skylar’s comment, “and it wasn’t very fun. Besides, my school didn’t let same-sex couples in, anyway.” They ladled out some punch to a random child before looking over at Skylar. “Yeah! I mean, I figured it’d be cool if our costumes matched. Um…” they glanced at Skylar’s cape, “vampire, yeah? Well...let’s hope there’s none here. Though I don’t think the costume is offensive. I’ve seen a few vamps down on Amity wearing more cliche stuff.”

Humming at Remmy’s words, Skylar shifted so she wasn’t standing directly in the way of the punch bowl. She didn’t really want any of the dark fruit punch to spill on her shirt, mostly because it would be a hassle to clean later. She couldn’t entirely tell what color it was, but she had a feeling it was meant to be the color of blood? “That’s really unfortunate.My school was at least a bit more open about the dating thing.” She said with a nod. Her life back in Seattle had been a lot of things, but homophobia was never something she’d ever dealt with. “Ah… I was a little worried about that, but it was the first costume I saw. I mostly didn’t want to pick a costume that might offend anyone I know.” Which had meant zombie, witch, and werewolf were right out. Not that she wanted to dress up as any of them, although a witch probably would have been really easy. No, it was easier to go dressed up as a vampire. “Are you… um… I’m sure this wasn’t quite the Halloween you had planned, but thank you. I really appreciate you helping me.”

“I didn’t exactly live in a good state for that kinda stuff,” Remmy said with a shrug, before moving the subject along, “I think your costume is great. Definitely no worries there.” They gave another grin, moving over to grab an empty cup and toss it in the recycle bin. “Oh, well, I actually didn’t have any plans--” at least, no Halloween plans, “--so it’s fine, really. I love helping out, anyway. Sometimes I think about being a social worker, but I uh, I don’t think I have enough um...experience? To do that.” They looked back over at Skylar and grinned. Moose sat by their feet watching over the crowd dutifully. Something felt as if it shimmered through the gym and an eerie wave of silence fell before everything returned to normal. Remmy glanced around, then back to Skylar. “That was like...totally weird, right?” 

Smiling at Remmy, Skylar nodded. “Thanks. Well, I’m still glad you came, even if it was just something to do. I don’t really know how I would have managed without your help.” She said. As they talked about wanting to help people, Skylar watched them speak with interest. A social worker. She could see them doing something like that, honestly. Since she’d met them, Remmy had only ever wanted to help her, to help other people. Doing something like that would probably really good for them. “Mm, I don’t know about that. You’ve done plenty to help people, just since being here. I’m sure that counts for something.” Before she could say much more, a shudder ran through the crowd, all of the sounds going mute for a moment before… Huh. “Yeah, that was strange. “ Blinking, Skylar tilted her head, the sound of her own words suddenly far too loud in her head. She ran her hand up to touch her hearing aids before discretely running her thumb along the dial, turning them down. The world around her, it should have sounded dull, muted, too far away. But… it was all clear. “Did you-- I… Did something just happen to you too? With, with your hearing?” She asked.

Glancing around, Remmy blinked, reaching up to check their own aid. They turned it down, then back up. “Uh, like, no, dude,” they said, their voice a bit scratchier than normal, a strange waver to it. “Though I do feel like, so totally strange.” They glanced down at Moose, who was looking up at them with wide eyes, tongue lolling. “What about you, Scoob? You feelin’ weird or freeeeaky?” they asked, mostly teasing. But then a small scream from out in the crowd made them jump a little, and they turned back to Skylar before squinting into the gymnasium, finding that, suddenly, their eyes could see much better than normal. And that, well, their heart was pumping loudly in their chest. “What the…” they glanced down, then back over to Moose, who tilted his head and said, “Ruh-roh!” 

Unhooking her hearing aids from her ears, Skylar stared at the devices for a moment before tucking them into the pocket of her jacket. She glanced over at Remmy, not entirely sure what to make of everything. They felt strange? But if it wasn’t their hearing, what could it be? Frowning, Skylar bit the inside of her cheek and was startled when she realized that the plastic fangs… felt very not like plastic in her mouth. They felt hard and sharp and real. Her own teeth, the ones she usually kept hidden beneath her veneers, they were sharp too, but these felt like razors in her mouth. They felt like... fangs. Just as she was about to panic, to show her teeth to Remmy and ask what was going on, the two of them watched Moose speak. “Oh.” Skylar said, voice faint as she stared from Moose to Remmy, who were looking less and less like themselves and more like their Scooby Doo counterparts. “Oh no.” She swallowed, though the motion was pointless. Pressing a finger to her neck, Skylar searched for a pulse and did her best to remain calm. “Remmy, Remmy…. I don’t, this isn’t good.” She couldn’t find a pulse. 

“Like...he just talked, yeah?” Remmy said, glancing at Skylar when she glanced at them, then they both looked back down as Scooby-Moose. He just tilted his head again and smiled, somehow. Not just a normal dog looking like they’re smiling, like his dog lips actually upturned and formed a smile. “That’s so totally like not natural, right?” But then Skylar was putting a hand to her neck and looking at Remmy with wide eyes and they scratched their chin, only to find...real beard hairs on their chin. “Zoinks!” they stuttered, putting both hands on their face and rubbing the hairs. “What-- what’s, like, happening, man?” A kid in the crowd suddenly started wailing, except the wail turned into a howl. Another started climbing up some bleachers, suddenly declaring themself the hero of White Crest and that they were going to fly. “Uh, Skye? I think we defs have a like, super White Crest mystery on our hands!” they pointed towards the kid in the superhero get-up. “We gotta, like, stop ‘em, right?” 

“He did. He definitely did.” Skylar said, staring at Moose, who smiled. Mmm, oh god. Smiling dogs seemed a lot more friendly in cartoons and comic books. In real life, it felt like she’d crash landed in the middle of the Uncanny Valley. Tearing her eyes away from him, Skylar looked at the way that Remmy was rubbing their face, their words changing. “Oh no. No, no, no.” She muttered to herself. All around her, she could hear that there were children yelling, some howling, some laughing. There was just so much going on. Doing her best to keep herself calm, she looked over to where Remmy pointed. “I don’t know what’s going on, but I think… I think the costumes were cursed.” She said, shaking her head. “I… You’re right. We need to help them. They’re just kids, they don’t know what’s going on.” She said and gritted her teeth, ignoring the way her new fangs pricked her gums. “I don’t know if he can actually fly, but I don’t think we should wait to find out.” With that, Skylar hurried up the bleachers and was startled by her own speed, her legs moving faster than they ever had before. Oh no…

“Yeah, dude!” Remmy said in a high-pitched waver that was nothing like their normal voice. “We, like, gotta!” But they didn’t move, even when Skylar took off. Golly, she’d gotten fast. Had she always been that fast? Remmy waved at her. “I’ll, like, stay here and make sure nothing bad happens! Ya know, like, right here next to the punch bowl.” But then Moose was pushing against their back, shoving them forward. “C’mon, Raggy, we rotta help!” Swallowing, Remmy looked down at him. “Oh, that’s like so totally not cool.” Growing supernatural facial hair was one thing, but a talking dog, well...that was certainly another. Remmy slipped away from him and dove under the table. “Just, uh-- go without me!” they said, waving a hand, “I’ll, uh-- like, make sure it’s safe under here!”

Even as she ran across the gym, Skylar could hear that tell-tale quaver in Remmy’s voice, just like the cartoon character. They really were turning into Shaggy. Which meant that she was… a vampire. As she made her way through the crowd, she passed by some of the students who had found themselves in similar situations-- a boy who was tugging at the Spock ears that he’d worn, a girl who’d suddenly found her fairy wings a bit more real than she’d expected. Skylar wished she could help them, but she really didn’t have any better idea of what was going on than they did. All she could do was take the bleacher steps two at a time as she ran to try and head off the Superman caped child who had one leg flung flung over the back railing. “Please, stop! Don’t do that!” She yelled as she ran. Before she could stop him, he jumped off the side of the bleachers. Lunging over the side, she grabbed him by the cape and pulled him back onto the safety of the bleachers. “You can’t do that, you really can’t.” She said, shaking her head. “Remmy, can you…” Looking around, she blinked. “Remmy?” She asked and was surprised to see they hadn’t come running along with her.

Remmy’s body, awkwardly stuffed under the table, didn’t quite make for the scene they supposed a school would want of a chaperone. Moose came around and grabbed their pant leg, tugging them out. “Ret’s go, Raggy!” he said again and Remmy, shaking in their spot, shook their head. “N-n-nope! This so totally is NOT happening!” they said, scrambling back under the table. A kid in a bat costume ran by screaming and Remmy yelped, banging their head on the table, crawling under faster. Moose frowned and grabbed their ankle again, sliding them back out. “We gotta relp!” he said and Remmy glanced over his shoulder to where Skylar was clinging onto a kid with one hand, dangling him over the sides of the bleachers. “I-I-I dunno! Looks like Skye’s got this one, uh-- in the bag!” But against their will, Moose was shoving them along the gym floor over to the bleachers. Her crossed his arms, unhappy. Remmy felt like their skin was vibrating, heart pounding. “Relp!” Moose demanded, pointing at Skylar and the kid. “Okay! Okay! I-I’ll help, sheesh, I-I’ll help!” they said, climbing the bleachers one by one until they reached Skylar. “Wow! Lookit you! All strong and independent and totally not needing of my help, right?”

As the student stared up at her, Skylar rubbed her hand against the material of her jeans, keenly aware of how she’d just hauled the child over the side of the bleachers. She shouldn’t have been able to do that. But, the fact that she wasn’t breathing hard, the fact that her heart wasn’t pounding out of her skin, it all pointed to a single, horrible fact. For better or for worse, she was a vampire right now. “You need to go home. Call your parents, have them pick you up, let them know the school dance is done and-- please.” She said before nudging the boy as gently as she could down the stairs. With that, the boy took the steps two at a time down and raced past Remmy and Moose, who was shoving them up the stairs with a pair of very… hand-like paws. “Remmy,” She said, staring at Moose. “Moose is-- he’s actually Scooby Doo. And you’re…” Her eyes drifted to their neck and her eyes focused in on the soft, pulsing skin. “You’re alive.”

“Alive is a uhh--” Remmy started, climbing back down the bleachers now that Skylar was joining them. “A stretch of word but YIKES yeah,” they said, giving a nervous chuckle, “he sure is.” Moose tilted his head, then shrugged. “This is so totally freaking me out, Skye.” And it was so totally freaking out everyone in the gym as well. “Maybe we should, like, ditch this place and go like...figure out what’s going on, yeah?” Kids were already beginning to filter out of the gym and run to their cars or their parents’ cars, shrieking all the while. Crying. Remmy turned to look back at Skylar and noticed her eyes glue to the side of their neck. “Uhhh, Skye? Are, you, like, okay? You’ve got that uh...weird look on your face.”

Listening to their words, Skylar barely even cared that she could hear them over the screaming and the crying, the shouting of children overlapping. She was focused on the way the blood pulsed through their veins, she could see it. And she… she wasn’t hungry. It wasn’t a hunger that she was used to, but a thirst. She wanted-- “Figure out what’s going on?” She echoed, looking around at the gym for a moment. They were right. There was so much going on, so much chaos. The kids, she should be there, to make sure they were okay. But, the ache in the back of her throat drew her back to look at Remmy. “I’m-- I--” She swallowed thickly before her hands rose of their own accord, reaching out to grasp their shoulders, her fingers tight against their skin.

Remmy was glancing around at the chaos when a strong grip tightened on their shoulders. They looked back at Skylar, concerned at first, when they noticed the look on her face. And how she wasn’t even looking at them. She was still staring at their neck. “Uh, Skye?” they asked, but she didn’t respond. “Skye, l-l-let go!” they pushed against her. “Skye, let go!” They shoved, hard, and felt her hands come undone from their shoulders. Remmy stumbled back and Moosy-Doo put himself between them, growling. “Wh-what’s wrong with you!? Skylar, y-you’re really freaking me out, man!” they declared, backing up quickly. Ready to run if she tried something again, bumping into a kid that was crawling around like the cat costume they were stuck in.

It was so tempting, they were so close, and Skylar could feel the fangs in her mouth press against her lips. Just as she was about to lean in, she felt them resist, felt them squirm in her hands before shoving her backwards. Skylar let out a startled noise of surprise, pushed back against the railing of the bleachers. Hearing the way their voice broke, it jolted her out of her trance and she brought her hands to cover her mouth, horror struck. She’d just-- she’d tried to-- No. No, no, no. “I-- No, I’m so sorry, I’m so, so sorry.” She said, shaking her head. “I… I can’t be here, I’m sorry. I’m sorry, Remmy.” She said before pushing past them, her cold hands pressed against her mouth. She didn’t trust herself to run by all these people, not when she’d just tried to go after Remmy of all people. 

“W-wait, Skye, I--” Remmy started, but it was too late, she was shoving past them and rushing out and Remmy wanted to follow, they did, really-- but they couldn’t. Their feet stuck to the floor. Skylar was gone before Moose decided to start pulling on them again. “We rotta ro, Raggy!” Remmy swallowed, looked down at him, then around the gym. If they left now, they could avoid having to deal with clean up and all the trouble that came before it. “Y-yeah, let’s do that,” they said, grabbing him, and bolting. Skylar wasn’t anywhere outside and they paused, huffing. They hadn’t lost their breath in so long, and somehow, that wasn’t the scariest part of tonight. They tugged on Moose, then and pointed towards the street. “Let’s get home, yeah, Scoob?” they squeaked, “before anything else bad happens.” And maybe they’d magically be themself again in the morning. One could hope, right?

[angelskyladiana]

Confused? (Mysterio)

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Chapter 2: Penitence

Summary: Quentin Beck's life was over the moment he was fired from STARK industries. He was unstable. To be frank, he felt like his life had no meaning. He was on a downward spiral in every way, but it was the best thing to ever happen to him. Because he had her.

Too bad it wasn’t the same for her.

Warnings: Mental abuse, manipulation, swearing, violence

Word Count: 1477

Chapter 1

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Year: 2024

The mysterious man who had been broadcast all over the world recently stood looking upon the hologram in front of him. Its bright, warm, yellow glow illuminated his face. Small images of the beasts he had faced were present in the hologram, turning for his bright blue eyes to see.

They had been calling him the man of mystery, no one knew anything about him, to the world he was alien, which to be honest after everything that had happened, was not that crazy. He may not have been an alien, he may have not been a man of Earth, all anyone could trust were whatever he said.

His cape billowed as he faced the brown haired teenager who was clad in his Spider-Man outfit. The illuminating blue lights of his costume shone bright in the teens face. Peter had been dozing out of the conversation completely, something else having grasp on his mind.

"Parker? Parker!" Fury yelled, an annoyed look present on his face.

"Yes, sir." He answered, turning to face the one eyed man.

"That thing is going to be here in a few hours. Are we boring you?" Fury questioned, completely done with dealing with teenagers. His fingers clasped in front of him, leaning forward and glaring.

Quentin forced himself not to roll his eyes at the agents words, "He's not bored. He's just thinking about how you kidnapped him."

Fury's attention switched to the armoured alien, "He had obstacles. I removed them."

"They still won't evacuate the city." Maria stated, walking from the desk over to Fury, looking just as exhausted as him.

"Idiots." He muttered in reply, "so what's the plan, Parker?"

"I will be in the cathedral tower, keeping watch for the fire monster. When that shows up, I will radio you guys... And then, uh, Mr. Beck and I..."

The mysterious man interrupted with a completely blank face, void of any emotion, "my name is Mysterio." His head cocked to the side, thinking back to when the teen had called him that the first time they had officially met.

Peter grinned knowingly, "That's when Mysterio and I will move in." He continued, his hands moving about as he spoke.

"Peter, listen to me." Mysterio spoke, "The best hope you have, the only hope... is to stop it here, now. No matter what the cost. Maneuver it away from civilians if you can. But most importantly, Keep it away from metal. If it gets too big, it'll be able to draw power from the earth's core. After that, there's no way to stop it." He explained, Maria and Nick sharing questionable glances to one another at his claims.

Peter gulped, knowing what he was about to say would displease certain people in the room. "Hey, man. My friends are here. And I can't help but think that we're putting them in danger."

"You're worried about us hurting your friends?" Nick stood from his seat, lurking to the young man. "You? Who called a drone strike on your own school tour bus? Stark gave you a multi-billion dollar A.R tactical intelligence system. And the first thing you do with it, is try to blow up your friends. It's clear to me that you were not ready for this." Peter looked down at his feet, not knowing what to say to the obviously enraged man's speech.

Mysterio watched the teen sigh in defeat, looking ready to leave the room at any moment. Fury gave one last glance, not at all expecting him to retaliate, before sauntering off to another room, having had enough of teenagers today.

The spider-man watched him leave, eyes training on the floor for a second before he walked out and up, no doubt walking to the roof.

Quentin watched the supposed superhero silk off. He was just a kid. A kid with powers sure but still... to expect so much from some kid was almost insanity. The mysterious man let the spiderling sulk for awhile before ultimately leaving the awkwardly quiet room full of spies in order to find him.

It wasn't hard to miss his bright coloured suit sitting on the edge of the roof. His floating figure was soon in the teen's eye line. "Look, Fury asked me to come up here and see how you were doing. He just, he felt bad about snapping at you."

"Really?" He quizzed, looking dumbfounded.

"You guys do have sarcasm on this earth, right? How you feelin'?"

"I didn't think I was gonna have to save the world this summer. I know that makes me sound like such a jerk. I just...I had this plan with this girl that I really like, and... Now it's all ruined." the hero muttered, huffing slightly at the end of his sentence.

"You're not a jerk for wanting a normal life, kid. It's a hard path. You see things, you do things... Make choices. People look up to you... Even if you win a battle sometimes, they die. I like you, Peter. You're a good kid. There's a part of me that wants me to tell you, just... turn around, runaway from all this. And then, there's another part of me that knows what we're about to fight. What's at stake. And I'm glad you're here," Quentin spoke before breathing deeply and speaking once more, "If I had someone like you on my Earth, maybe my family would still be alive."

"What happened?" Peter question, worried he may have hit a nerve with the older man.

"I was married. For a long time actually, almost a decade. My wife was the greatest thing to ever happen to me. We were happy. But then the elementals attacked. Those monsters, the fire elemental... We weren't prepared. She tried to fight it but she wasn't strong enough. Unlike me, my wife had no powers. I watched her die, Peter." Quentin finished, sadness hidden deep in his eyes rather than shown on his face. He began sniffling, his eyes losing a series of tears and expression sombre. "I get you're worried about your friends." the man  spoke, his legs swinging off the side of the building, not paying any attention to what lurked below.

"Yeah. I just always feel like I'm putting them in danger." Spider-man explained, rambling like he usually did.

"Look, I felt the exact same way on my Earth," he began, his brows furrowing as he spoke, "just...Get them inside and keep them in a safe place, for just a few hours. It'll be all right. No one has to lose anyone."

Peter looked out at the city in front of him, watching the lights as they danced over the buildings and reflected in the murky waters, "It's really nice... To have somebody to talk to about, superhero stuff, you know?" he quizzed.

Mysterio's head snapped to the side, smiling at him, "Anytime. And hey...We survive this, you'll have all summer to kill Brad."

"Hey, uh, since you're from a different Earth, does that mean a version of your wife could be on this one?" Peter asked, fingers tapping the concrete ledge.

Quentin gave a small, brief smile, "I hope so. I know it wouldn't be her, but... I'd still like to see her, just one last time." He trailed off, thinking back to the memory of her face, her personality, her everything practically. "Every time I think about her all I see was her face when she... died. I just wanna remember her as she was, not- suffering."

"You really loved her, huh? Do you wonder if maybe she's with the 'you' from this dimension?" The teen continued quizzing the man from another dimension, feeling oddly comfortable around the stranger to continue questioning about his previous life on his previous Earth.

"I loved her more than anything kid. I honestly doubt she'd find anyone else even in this world. Her and me, what we had was, it was this Earth, and the next." He explained, eyes twinkling as he thought back to what they would always say to each other, even in the toughest of times. It was calming and beautiful and sometimes all that needed to be said, all that needed to be heard.

Peter fumbled with his thumbs, inwardly questioning whether he should be asking his new found friend what was on the tip of his tongue. He gulped, "What was her name?"

His tongue slipped from his lips, licking them slightly before yet again a distant smile paired with hazed lips were present. The mysterious man whispering her name as if it would cast a spell by being said.

Chapter 3: Prelude

[thisisthe-way]

Anniversary

“Why am I here?”

Bakugou growled and glared at the owner of the voice as he glowered down into a case of necklaces and bracelets in front of him. “Because you’ve had a fuckin’ girlfriend longer than me. You know how to do this—stuff.”

Todoroki shoved his hands in his pockets and rolled his heterochromatic eyes heavenward. “And? What’s your point? You could have brought Kirishima. Isn’t he the closest you have to a best friend at this point? He’s dating Ashido-san.”

“He’s as clueless about shit like this as I am,” Bakugou snapped. “His idea of a good gift for Pink girl is a handshake. He’s the worst.” Bakugou ‘tch’ed. “You’re a fuckin’ little rich boy; I’m sure you buy your girl all kinds of nice shit. So help.”

“Yes, insulting me is really making me want to help you right now,” Todoroki replied, glancing down into the case, one eyebrow crooking up. “Momo is Creati. She can make any jewelry and clothing she likes. Those sort of gifts don’t impress her.”

“Must be nice,” Bakugou grumbled.

“You really are an idiot if you think those kinds of gifts impress Uraraka-san,” Todoroki replied. “Why are you even looking for a gift?”

“Ochako is at her parents’ for the weekend, so I had an opening,” Bakugou mumbled, brushing a hand through his hair, each item in the case glimmering. But none were quite right. He turned away from the case and trailed deeper into the department store. “Wednesday’s our anniversary.”

Todoroki’s eyes widened a little as he followed the explosion hero. “Oh? How long?”

“Six months,” he mumbled. “Half a year of not feelin’ like trash to the rest of you fuckin’ nerds because of her. She deserves—“

Todoroki snorted. “You brought that on yourself because you were an asshole.”

“I’ll kill you, Icyhot,” Bakugou’s empty threat rang out.

“You can try,” Todoroki replied with a smirk at the wilder man. He’d loosened up a little too since he had starting seeing Yaoyorozu, and they had been together since the middle of third year—a year and a half now. Of course, they didn’t really celebrate anniversaries. Both were goal oriented creatures, and heroes who had graduated UA after being admitted on recommendation. He loved Momo with the same fire that Bakugou loved Uraraka, but both knew, for now, their careers came first.

It worked for them.

Bakugou scoffed at Todoroki’s brush-off. “Can you just help me find a damn gift, or go the fuck home?”

“Honestly, you asked the wrong person,” Todoroki replied, glancing around at the racks and rows of clothes and accessories for women. “Momo and I don’t celebrate anniversaries.”

Bakugou froze and his brows furrowed. “What? You two? You’re like Japan’s power couple.”

“To our classmates, perhaps,” Todoroki replied. “But have you seen our picture in the newspaper? Heard our names together on the news? Seen Tweets about us being an item?”

Thinking back, Bakugou had never heard one iota of news on the number two hero’s equally famous son being involved with...anyone. Which would be big news, though he didn’t like to admit that anyone was more important than him in the hero world.

“Why do you think that is. Bakugou?” Todoroki asked, always soft spoken and serious. “I love my girlfriend with all my heart. Why do you think I haven’t told everyone? I want to. Always.”

Bakugou frowned, silently, as he looked through the racks.

“We’re careful never to be seen together. Going to your apartment a few months ago was a gamble. Thankfully, your status as a hero sidekick was new, so no one knew where you were living yet. We meet up early in the morning before work or late st night.” Todoroki looked at Bakugou earnestly. “Have you figured it out?”

“Shut the hell up,” Bakugou growled, lowly, turning his eyes sharply on the other man. “Shut up.”

“It’s dangerous,” Todoroki finally offered, “Everyone in the world suddenly knows your biggest weakness. That thing now comes out into the light with a giant red bullseye on its back.”

“Literally, for Yaoyorozu,” Bakugou replied, poking fun at the woman’s Create quirk while glancing back down at the racks.

Todoroki’s eyes deadpanned. “Are you listening?”

“Look, I know. Okay? I know. Fuck.” He groaned. “I’m always worried about her, especially since—“

“The League is still out there. And your reputation even now as a pro makes you a target. Tell me, and tell me honestly, if something happened to her, could it tip the scales? Could it turn you?”

“I am not here to have this conversation, Icyhot!! Can you just help me pick out a gift for my damn girlfriend? Fuck.“ He slammed the dress he was now holding back down on the rack. “Half-Half bastard.”

“I’m just giving you some practical advice for this lifestyle,” Todoroki mumbled, rolling his eyes again. “Whoever’s idea it was, you two are in this predicament now. If Uraraka gets hurt, you can’t give in to the Explosion Murder mindset and go on a rampage. You won’t be any better than Shigaraki or the League if you do.”

“I know that,“ he barked, and then calmed a little and blew out an irritated breath. “Listen, Icyhot, not that it’s any of your damn business but I—“ He growled. “I wouldn’t do that. Not because I wouldn’t want to because anyone who has the damn nerve to lay a fuckin’ hand on Ochako deserves to DIE.”

He squatted to examine some shoes on a bottom shelf nearby. “But, despite your small-ass mindedness, I am a different person than I was as a kid. I watched Best Jeanist get hurt tryin’ to save me. I watched All Might lose all his strength. I watched damn Deku hurt himself over and over, trying to be the kind of hero I’d spent my whole fuckin’ life to become. I watched Ochako fight and fight and fight—over and over, climbing the ranks. Training with Deku. Training with Iida. Training with me. These people would never compromise their souls for a chance at revenge.”

Todoroki’s eyes widened to saucers at the insightful words, watching him, his arms crossing over his chest.

“They believe in me. All Might believes in me. Ochako believes in me,” he mumbled, throwing the shoes down, uninterested. “If I ever lost her, I’d never shit all over her memory by defying that belief for the chance at temporary relief. It just wouldn’t be worth it. Those fuckers would definitely face my anger. But the right way.”

Todoroki was speechless for a moment, and then he smirked and bowed his head, eyes sliding closed. “I’m actually impressed.”

“Fuckin’ whoop,” Bakugou grumbled. “Wasn’t trying to impress you.”

Todoroki chuckled, and then his eyes popped open, thoughtfully. “I have an idea. Come on.”

//////

Yaoyorozu looked up from her laptop when she heard the door into her study click open. She kept it locked, usually, so she could concentrate on her reports at the end of her actual work day. Only one other person had a key.

She smiled, warmly, when a shock of red-and-white hair came through the door. “Shoto,” she said, standing immediately, still wearing her hero costume from the day. She approached him, pausing when Bakugou came through the door after him. “Oh. Konnichiwa, Bakugou-san.”

“Tch.”

Todoroki smirked over his shoulder st Bakugou before approaching Yaoyorozu and touching her waist with his left hand, always trying to place the warmer hand on her more sensitive areas, especially considering the amount of skin she had to show normally in order to use her Quirk. “Aisuru, we need your help.”

Yaoyorozu blushed at being called ‘dear love’ in front of anyone. Shoto was usually very private with their affection. For good reason. Of course, class 1A knew. But still....

“What is it, Shoto?” She asked, touching his chest tenderly through his shirt.

Todoroki looked over at Bakugou and raised an eyebrow, thoughtfully, before smiling back at Yaoyorozu, knowingly.

/////

“Kaaaatsuki!”

On Wednesday, Bakugou stood, waiting outside of the agency that Uraraka was interviewing at. He looked up when he heard her calling him.

She bounced up to him, and threw her arms around his neck, pressing a wet kiss to his cheek, allowing him to wrap his strong forearms under her bottom and hold her up. He chuckled, and grinned up at her.

“You look stupid, running up on me like that, Pro Hero.,” he teased.

“Yeah, But I got excited! I didn’t see you at all over the weekend and I was busy with interviews all Monday and Tuesday, and it’s our—“

He had put her down now and was holding out a small box.

She gasped, gently, taken aback. “...anniversary.”

“I know,” he said, smirking down at her. “Happy stupid relationship day, marui kao.”

Uraraka rolled her eyes and smiled up at him. “You didn’t have to. I didn’t have time to—“

“Will you just shut the fuck up and open it?” He said with a proud grin, his hands resting on his hips after she took the box. Inside was a small vile on a piece of twine, and inside were small, moving sparks.

He pulled on the twine that settled against his neck and collarbones to reveal the vile she had given him on his birthday, smirking. “Now we match.”

“How did you—“

“Creation girl made the vile special. It circulates air different or something,” he said. “One drop of sweat, and a small ignition—it’ll never go out. So you can...y’know, have a reminder, too. Of us. Of me.”

Uraraka’s eyes filled with tears as she looked up at him. “Katsu...this is...” She laughed gently and shook her head. “Really sappy.”

“OI!” Her boyfriend barked, eyes slanting and widening angrily, before he settled down, crossing his arms over his chest and pursing his lips when she pressed a sincere kiss to his cheek. “Baka marui kao.”

“Thank you,” she whispered against his ear, using her pink painted fingernails to turn his face toward hers, planting a firm kiss on his lips. “I love it.”

“You better,” he mumbled, their foreheads now touching. “I love you, you fuckin’ pain in the ass.”

She grinned and pecked his lips again. “I love you too. Happy anniversary.”

“Hn.” He grunted, but smiled his Bakugou smile and slung an arm around his girlfriend. “Let’s get something to eat. I’m starving. And I know you; you didn’t get me anything so you’re thinking about making me dinner instead. I don’t need you burning down my apartment.”

“Ah! Katsuki, so mean,” she pouted.

Bakugou snorted but smirked down at her. “My treat, kao.” He tightened his hold, and they walked along, him asking her about her weekend and interviews, and her gushing about seeing her parents, and how nervous she was to start interviewing at agencies again.

Maybe it was dangerous for two pro heroes to walk down the street, wrapped around each other, in love, but he decided he didn’t care. He wasn’t going to let the threat of maybes trample on his definitely.

And he’d run over anyone who stood in the way of that, before they could ever lay a hand on his girl.

To six more months, and beyond, marui kao.

[bookenders]

11/11/11 Tag Game: 16/17/18?

Back again to spill the tea about myself for all you lovely people.Thanks @cataclysmic-writer, @maybeillwriteit and @aurisadventure for the tags!

My answers are under the cut. 😊

Rules: Answer the 11 questions of the person who tagged you, make up 11 questions, then tag 11 people to answer them. 

Bilbo Taggins: @brittanyisart, @quilloftheclouds, @brittanyisart, @brynwrites, @creatvrae, @elisabethrosewrites, @elizabethsyson, @ren-c-leyn, @yetmorestories, @pinespittinink, @timefire25

My Questions:

What are your thoughts on throw pillows?

Do you have any podcast recommendations? How about TV shows?

What month would you be on a calendar, and what would the picture be?

What is one book that you absolutely love, no matter what anyone else has to say about it? 

What’s your favorite kind of scented candle?

What’s your favorite urban legend?

Would you ever go on an arctic expedition?

What’s the furthest from home you’ve ever been?

What is the best snack?

How purple do you allow your prose to be/get? What’s your purple limit? Is there one?

What’s one word/line/scene/character that you want to put in a story, but you haven’t found the right place for yet?

@cataclysmic-writer‘s questions:

What do you eat or drink while writing? It varies depending on how I’m feelin’. Usually a big giant glass of water. I used to have coffee and/or tea, but it always got cold because I forgot about it. That’s actually how I used to measure my progress, by how cold the drink was.  And coffee got me too jazzed to sit still, so I stopped drinking while writing. Good for academic papers, though.

Best piece of advice you ever received? Like... ever? Okay. People are more interested in themselves/absorbed with themselves to really care what you’re doing. Very empowering for someone with real bad social anxiety (like myself heyooo).

Which book inspired you to write the most? I’ve talked about Laurie Halse Anderson’s Wintergirls before, and I’m gonna mention it again. And that I went to a signing for her new book Shout and I got to thank her and my life has been enriched a thousand-fold.

Which author do you try to emulate when you write? Oh, man, I do not do this at all. Okay, well, not at all, because I find it to be a valuable writing exercise to practice with. But I super don’t. I’ve done projects where I’ve emulated Walt Whitman, Philip Levine, Tolkien, Dostoevsky, Poe (eugh), and Anne Valente. Those were super fun. I like imitating styles and I’ve gotten pretty darn good at it. Sometimes I tell myself to put a Gaiman-like twist on a section, though, or describe something like another author if it fits the tone for funsies. But I like writing like me! 

Where did you get the idea for your current wip? I’ve already talked about Heart to Heart, so I’ll talk about “Fish Food!” This one happened when I was pondering superheroes, James Bond, tropes, evil monologues, and the like. I had the image of a hero tied up and dangling over a pit of piranhas while the villain detailed his evil plan. But the hero didn’t follow the script. And then, like every one of my short stories, it spun way out of control. I started to think of what heroes would inhabit this world that erupted from the fertile soil of my brain and suddenly I had a big complicated story that I was excited about. And it was funny, which is a change for me.

Do you have a go-to beta reader/writing buddy you bounce ideas off of? I do! One of my goodest friends is a fellow writer and she’s my spaghetti wall if I need assistance. We went through the same creative writing program one year apart and had different teachers, so we offer each other pretty different advice, and it’s great. She’s super into fae lore, too, which is ridiculously helpful for me, a nerd who is writing a light fantasy story with fae in it. We operate in different styles and genres, though, so sometimes idea-bouncing is a little tricky.

Which of your WIPs is your favorite? Of the ones I’m working on right now? Probably “Incarnate.” Partly because it’s closer to my usual writing fare, partly because it’s weird and disturbing in my favorite ways, partly because the ending is really cool and surprising in a way that hits you long after you finish it. I also like it because it’s hard for me to write. Yay, challenges!

Tea, coffee, or soda? Tea for chillin’, coffee for workin’, soda for pizza times.

If you could have any fantasy creature as a pet, which would you have? A brownie to clean my house, or a domovoi to act as a weird home security system would be neat. For non-practical purposes, I’d also say a pegasus. I can ride pretty well and it’d be so convenient to just fly everywhere on my awesome horse buddy.

Do you like creepy/scary movies? NOPE. I am a big chicken shit when it comes to spooky things. As a kid, I was terrified of E.T. That’s how bad it was. 

What genre do you have yet to write in, but want to write soon? Hm. Maybe historical fiction? I already play with it a little bit without actually going into the history part of it too deeply. Maybe I’ll give it a shot in the future.  I’ve always wanted to give magical realism a good try, though. It’s always been hard for me to write. 

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@aurisadventure​‘s questions:

1. Who is your favorite oc? Why?

Right now, it’s Lithium from “Fish Food.” She’s just so fun. I also just figured out a big part of Jill’s character that I’m excited to add to H2H!

2. What is your favorite thing to do when you’re not writing?

I got into cooking a while ago, and that’s pretty fun. I do yoga sometimes. I read a bunch. I also like putting things together. Honestly, I’m a big giant nerd who likes learning in their spare time.

3. What is your least favoured genre?

Hard sci-fi is really hard for me to get into. And some contemporary stuff, but it’s not as bad as hard sci-fi.

4. Top three favorite video games? (Any console)

DRAGON AGE: ORIGINS (with Awakening DLC, obvs) (except for the goddamn Mage Circle Fade part I hate it and it deserves to burn in hell)

Ori and the Blind Forest (I’m stuck on the last stupid fire volcano level and I’m so mad because it’s hard but this game is beautiful)

To The Moon (so many tears, such good story)

Honorable mention to Assassin’s Creed 2. 

(I love RPGs.)

5. What’s the craziest thing you’ve done for inspiration?

Hm. I don’t really go out and seek inspiration like this. I just consume a whole lot of art in varying mediums. 

I went to a poetry slam one time. Does that count?

6. Buggy or Cart?

Horses, buggy. Oxen, cart. As much as I’d like to be Gandalf...

7. Have you finished any of your wips?

I am so goddamn close to finishing “When Your Song is Over and Done” I can taste it. I’m hoping to write that last stupid scene this week. It’s been the one WIP that’s been kicking my ass lately. How rude.

I’m a short story writer, so I finish a lot of my WIPs. It’s kinda nice. That’s also why longer projects scare me.

8. But like… can I read it?

😉

In the meantime, you can read these!

9. What is your favorite animal? Why?

Highland Cows! Just look at them. 

I’m sure I have a more interesting answer for this, but honestly, cows are all I can think of. I love cows. 

10. Name one place you want to visit more than anything.

Norway! Not sure why. Seems like a really cool place to be.

(I lied I love space and want to go to the observatories.)

11. What is your most cherished childhood memory?

Saturday mornings curled up in my grandfather’s armchair watching TV and eating Burger King before we go visit the animals at the farm.

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@maybeillwriteit‘s questions:

1. Which oc would you most like to go for a drink with?

I don’t drink, but I think Treena would be an excellent conversation partner. 

2. Where do you like to write? Bed? Desk? Cafe? etc etc

I have a desk in my room. Not that I usually write at it. I’m good anywhere I can sit up straight and rest my arms.

3. Which of your ocs do you think people are most likely to make fanart for?

Eventually, I hope Mel. I love her character design. Or the superheroes and villains from “Fish Food.” They all have really distinct appearances and cool costumes/uniforms.

4. Favourite piece of writing advice you’ve received?

Probably the time my mentor also admitted he hated writing dialogue, but that sometimes you just gotta. 

5. Which place in your stories would you like to live? (i’ve read this sentence ten times and i ain’t convinced it’s grammatically correct lol)

(maybe: In which place/where in your stories would you most like to live? I dunno this one’s freaking my brain.)

Linsay would be the best place to live, I think. A very chill small town that has everything you need, very supportive soon-to-be friends, an apothecary on stand-by, and lovely weather. Its residents are fiercely protective and are very willing to look the other way where the law is concerned if it helps someone.

6. Do any authors/books influence your writing? Which ones?

Oh, tons. Jim Butcher, Laurie Halse Anderson, George Saunders, Anne Valente, Tolkien, Gaiman, Matt Bell, Aimee Bender, and a whole bunch more authors. And, if you wanna get all heartfelt about it, every single book I’ve read has influenced my writing, whether it’s learning how to do something, learning how not to do something, or finding a new technique that jives with my style.

7. Pick one song that represents your wip.

I’ve done a bunch of song stuff with H2H, so this is for “Fish Food:”

Honestly, my first instinct is “Superboy and the Invisible Girl” from Next to Normal. But it’s not quite right.

I also wanna say “Super Friends” from Holy Musical B@man. 

But in my heart, I know the true answer is “Under Pressure.” How could it not be?

8. Favourite thing about being a writer?

The feels! I love writing things and getting my own feels out, then making other people feel things. It’s so satisfying. 

9. Characters or plot, what came first?

Characters! Oh my God, always characters. And before characters, concept and theme(s). Sometimes a scene just pops into my head and I have to figure out who these people are and why they’re there.

10. Do you like writing prompts?

I do indeedy. They’re pretty helpful when I’m stuck. I only write for the ones that instantly spark an idea in my brain, though. All the ones I’m getting for my 800 followers celebration are insanely good. 

11. Part of your wip that you’re most excited to write?

Oh, man! So many!

H2H: The climax! Well, one of them. The one of the magic incidents and Mel and Gemma’s relationship, to be specific.

Fish Food: When my main two dudes meet Lithium! And figure out what’s going on with her. Or anything about Lithium’s real life. Her story is wild.

WYSiOaD: The goddamn rooftop scene that’s been kicking my ass for a month. It’s gonna be so emotional and poignant and great and I can’t wait for it to be over.

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PyeongChang Men’s SP Reaction

FOREWARNING: someone remind me to never do this again I literally sweat through my shorts going through this emotional earthquake

I had reservations about doing this reaction post but I’m watching the NBC mini-promos for everyone (cue lil’ kid saying that Javi is his ONLY hero <3) competing tonight and all the feels flooding in.

Also gonna put my dream podium out there in advance so I can lay claim to my fantasies before they possibly flop: Yuzu, Nathan, Javi (in that order for Gold, Silver, and Bronze), but ofc the best scenario is that everyone skates well and leaves the ice happy and the gremlin judges can do whatever. I haven’t watched a lot of the earlier-group men this season, but looking at their music choices I’m pretty excited for Julian Zhi Jie Yee’s Build a Home program (P/C’s 2016 FS from Euros that year still sticks with me) and hopefully Yaroslav hits his 4F. Just writing out everyone’s name is getting me hella nervous

THIRTY ONE GUYS UP 4 HOURS FML LET’S GIT TO IT, first group up on warmup ice: ayyy Vincent hitting a nice 4Lz-3T

AHHH NBC dropping me randomly into Felipe Montoya’s program right into a botched 3F-2T; c’mon man AISH U TOOK AWAY JAVIER RAYA’S SPOT FOR THIS uwu I kinda dig the all white costume tho but must be a binch to find from the audience viewpoint

Chafik Besseghier actually into taximan more than during the Team SP like yeah sure NBC say it’s part of “French creativity” but that taxi look is wonky...points for commitment though, right? 77.01 with all those lil’ green boxes gouda job Chafik; also a note on that French quirky creativity comment anyone else remember Brian Joubert trying to “disprove” people calling him gay by doing a nude photoshoot

MY BOI Vincent Zhou HITS DAT 4Lz-3T first at the Olympics with that 4Lz-3T combo!!! gah other two jumps off-axis but damn he has the hardest technical content but man you gotta deliver all of it including rotations and GOE; also *pushes glasses up* Vincent ~almost~ got a perfect ACT score wat u doing get that 36 (LOL AT THE COMMENTATORS SAYING HIS SIS GOT A PERFECT SCORE); BANG 84.53 with some stubby GOEs I can live with that new season’s best YAAAS u chase those cars

Okay so the announcement for Denis Ten is in English over the loudspeakers but there’s like a little interruption when they just repeat the word “Kazakhstan” but in Korean phonetics; REIGNING BRONZE MEDALIST LET’S GO nope there goes the 4S-->2S, NICE triple axel though!, also loving the royal blue shirt, triple lutz triple NO (sorry had to say that), but the music is great kinda operatic but not like a loud Bocelli; considering his injuries and other hurdles this is alright, his entire season had a rough start ALSO the flower girls have dresses that match the rink so QUTE also Frank Carroll is still not retired mkay

Matteo Rizzo NICE 3A also considering that this is choreo’d by his mom this is great, strong Italian vibes, really good lines, straight camel with the leg position above the hip, good rotation; love the arms out of the 3Lz this would be a program I would want to do OKAY NBC WE GET THAT U NEED A QUAD TO GET ON THE PODIUM but friggin Matteo’s job is to make his mom choreo proud also considering how this is by far the biggest stage he’s been on after dethroning Ivan Righini, dis is gr8

Michael Christian Martinez honestly still love his taking YOI in stride basically Phichit IRL, not a great performance by any means, really low score in the 50s sheesh but hey that signature Biellmann though! this first group was alright still looking ahead

Yaroslav Paniot that was rough :/// also he took out the 4F and fell on all 3 passes (I mean he landed on his knee on the axel but like...what do you even call that?) damn Tammy Gambill coaches him too, into last place :(( it’s okay Yaroslav

Yan Han going for that hard nose blow and tissue grab looks intense LOVE THAT HARD SLAP ON THE BARRIER you got this my man, AHHH yas more Twilight, NICE TRIPLE AXEL BEST SO FAR man was that rotation fast, crap that 4T still looking for a clean toe in this comp; also these SPs are passing really quickly, Vincent still in the lead after Han’s 80.63

Julian Zhi Jie Yee OMGOMGOMG okay excited for this, awww love the shot back to the opening ceremony; love his shirt with the slight slit V not intrusive but modern and sleek LOVE LOVE LOOOOOVE it; AHHH THE BEATS OF BUILD A HOME ready for this show off for Malaysia, NICE TRIPLE AXEL he had so much space coming down, maintaining composure, come on GREAT LUTZ halfway mark here come the lyrics and ahhh slipping on the 3F-3T, I think that content should be enough for him to make the FS, lines could be a bit better but his spin levels seem there good for him! Man he really floated on the 3A I’m hoping this’ll go into the low 70s yep 73.58 good score for him

And cue more ice-less places Brendan Kerry kinda attractive in that down-under way, used to be really smol but then hit that caucasian puberty WHOOO first clean 4T of the comp, like the shimmery dark blue shirt, nice 3Lz-3T who needs a quad sal if there’s anything the pairs comp taught us it’s that going clean leaves a greater impression than hard tricks, saved that 3A, this cut of Everybody Wants to Rule the World is so #inspirational someone get me my book of self-affirmations also getting all these coach-skater revelations Nikolai Morozov coaches Kerry?? dang, whoa slots right in behind Vincent with an 83 and change

Moris Kvitelashvili okay who tf put his name as Morisi on the official docs they actually announced his names as that ETERI U ONLY HAVE ONE BOY, bring on the Buble, smooth 3A that flow, def on feelin good on that 4S, after Boyangman’s Spiderman program I’ve grown to have a deeper appreciation for Michael Buble, he’s really tall but one of those lanky awkward guys but eh I give him props for having the gumption to compete for Georgia and getting to compete on Olympic ice

Keegan Messing LOL his intro “actually born in Alaska, proficient Yo-Yo master” aww singin in the rain WOW nice 4T-3T I’m laughin at clouds too Keegan, oof that 3A fall though, very fast spinner no travelling either...okay but seriously can we get RIka Kihira here to give these guys a 3A clinic or something, for a second this really feels like a Javi program, nice 3Lz to finish out the jumps my god I thought his coach was either Eteri/Shawn White c.2010 hair wow 85 taking away the lead from Vincent; 12 men done, 18 left!

This next warmup group Danny wit dat fresh haircut, NBC hyping up the final group omg chill ur horses, Michal with those sleeve ribbons!

Michal Brezina those bedazzled dragons, WOW QUAD sal (okay I thought it was a flip at first), good 3A nothing under review, not to compare but to compare this is like Seimei beta ver., beautiful delayed 3F, also I feel like I hear people clapping along to the drums but I don’t see anyone...it’s prolly the NK cheer squad, this skate should just sneak into 1st, damn his profile sideshot looks like a dinosaur, AWWW RAF lol still surprised by these coaching situations OH BOI lol just into 1st by 0.04 over Keegan

Cha Junhwan c’mon get that gypsy dance on bring the soul of Wakaba to the games (I expect shoulder shimmies), TAKE A DEEEEP breath Brian, wow dicey moment with the 3F-3T but landed flawlessly, even better 3A crowd goes WILDDDD, quick interjection these scores that are starting to pile into the mid-80s are seriously reminding me of the bronze-medal battle in Sochi I mean yeah now there’s a pretty solid list of 5/6 guys for the podium but still..chills..., might have urs but really bringing the energy otherwisein the stsq arms flairs right on the beat of the music (I’ll count those as shimmies) wow first standing O very well deserved all the korean flags!!

Other sidenote you know who’s gonna get more cool team jackets than Marina Zueva? Brian friggin Orser: Canada, Korea, Japan, Spain, Kazakhstan! all those colors!! gotta catch ‘em all and with a score of 83+ Junhwan goes into that pack of mid-80s

Paul Fentz jacksepticeye doppleganger back on the ice, honestly great 3T-3T screw the squad his air position is really good, wow wild like on the 3A but again great air position (honestly this plus straight legs on camel spins are like the must-haves), also loving this jazzy music it works for him, Wonderwall was WUNDERFUL

Interjection of hockey testosterone jeez being a referee in that would be terrifying you’re wearing no padding sheesh

Misha Ge okay srsly what is the point of saying “Uzbekistan” in English and then again in Korean phonetics? not into the brown ombre, good 3A, getting gypsy pirate vibes gawd that spin extension though ta die fo

Cutaway to Yuzu absolutely DESTROYIN that EZ applesauce pouch (okay it’s not applesauce but man is he twistin every last drop out)

And since I’m already doing this huge ass shitpost I might as well comment on some of the commercials, the 23andme thing where Warren Buffett narrates “ill let u choose any car but u only get one you’d take care of it so well right WELL THAT’s UR BODY”...kinda hypocritical coming from a dude who only eats McDs, See’s Candies, Coke and steak...

Jorik Hendrickx awww I actually had no idea his sis Loena made it too, gosh Je Suis Malade reminds me of Adelina’s failed comeback...anyway good 3A to start; I remember how emotional his qualifying through Nebelhorn was enjoy this bb, wow he’s gonna join the mid-80s pack too judges panicking how tf do we separate them AWW Loena clapping so cute and Jorik smiling!! love this

Also screaming about how I can see the final group on my shitpost list getting closer to my cursor *bites nails*

Literally the biggest actual fuqboi of this comp Daniel Samohin is up with a new ‘do that fresh fade also doesn’t he have that company/group thing black wolf white wolf WELL DAMN BLACK WOLF JUST HIT HIS 4T-3T god remember when he destroyed his shoulder at Skate America, whoa first two clean quads of the comp so far who knew flopchild would it get together at the Olympics also classic Daniel guitar solo ay fuq down on the 3A gdi this is why we can’t have nice things LOL also the first skater to finish in the wrong direction, cute lil’ smile at the end though! Also gonna hit the low-80s aww happy tears!!! omg is that Nikolai Morozov yup 80 points and change jeez top 6 all separated by less than 2 points lol

Group 4 on the ice jeez those short sleeves SLAY BOI LOL THESE ADAM PROMOS literally all of the vernacular “fierce, I’m a full prone monster” *smizes* okay I’m going for a walk and hope to be back by Deniss see ya’ll in a quick sec and good luck to the first five in this group...but srsly I gotta get up or else risk carpal tunnel at this point </3

Adam Rippon, Dmitri Aliev

Okay jk I made it back for Patrick Chan midway through his performacne looks like his first couple jump elements were good supposedly missed his 3A he looks really tense damn PChiddy it’s alright (sidenote his chest looks bigger than I remember), also ofc Dimi is in the lead now with a tech score over 50

Keiji Tanaka, Alexei Bychenko both happened but I took a shower to be clean for some clean skates

Also isn’t it crazy how Deniss is literally skating right before Yuzu man those world standings were a bit of a surprise at first Deniss Vasiljevs (jk my shower also overran his performance so I’m looking at the protocols rn but hey, good thing is my energy’s now conserved for GROUP 6!)

YESS NBC showing (at least part of) the warmup; Javi hits a BOSS 4S so smooth; Nathan’s smiling, Yuzu looks healthy! my god seeing all the faves on ice together warming up at the OLYMPIC stage is just *clutches chest* a lil’ too much for a casual Thursday evening; okay one more set of commercials and we are off to the RACES!!!

Yuzuru Hanyu TAKES THE ICE the first bars of Ballade a personal fave piece, breatheee, head roll, sway,ohmigod you could hear the sound of a pin dropping, come one quad sal to open...YES OH MY GOD NICE 13 POINTS!!! for that one element, great donut spin, 1 2 3 1 2 3 getting all of his levels ofc great character in spins timed to music, love the sound of his blades BLIND MOHAWK INTO 3A TRADEMARK HIT IT’S HAPPENING ONLY THE COMBO LEFT IS HE GONNA DO THE RIPPON ON THE END YES NICE HE HIT IT OH MY FUQQIN GOD THE POOHS THE OBAACHANS IN THE AUDIENCE THIS IS SERIOUSLY MAGICAL BEAT THAT WOWOWOW THE POOH BEARS RAIN DOWN AGAIN I have never seen so many thrown down at once at him DAMN; this is a true champion, my god yes yes YES!!!! my god I don’t know how get got that 3T WITH RIPPON out at the end lol Ghislain Briand and B Orser jumping; WORLD RECORD GIVE IT TO HIM NEVER DOUBT YU.ZU.RU. HAN.YU; BAM 111 triple ONES BEAT THAT YESS AND HE’S SMILING

OKay okay I gotta calm down for Nathan Chen the Poohs are cleared, yes this is a POTO costume but he looks good; GOD DAMN IT CAMERAMAN YOU MISSED THE FUQQIN DIP YOU HAD ONE JOB ARGHHHH, blade sounds are louder than YUZUS BUT HERE COMES THE 4LZ...OH SHIT MY GOD AND THE QUAD TOE JESUS FUCKING HELL IT WASN’T A COMBO either wow...I’m speechless..come one Nate finish it out finish it out OH FUCKING...33 TECHSCoRE?!?!?!?!?!? He’s still breathing though, looks alright, okay he’s still honestly so young and I understand he exudes this chill outlook which is great but all the pressure had to have gotten him (or he just got unlucky with this bad day :///) nerves?? I know there’s still the free skate left but I want him to walk away from all this feeling okay, not hating skating or anything and making a comeback (hopefully??) in Beijing and maybe having a Chloe Kim kind of moment OH FUQ 13th place 82+...my god

Mikhail Kolyada actually shaking his head after seeing Nathan’s scores we’re all shocked buddy; but skate well hit that sky-high lutz loving your mozart, come on come one; okay triple honestly I just don’t want to see any more thuds on the ice that’s good oh fuck...4T a goner out of the four disciplines this is the one that has the least assured gold medalist and maybe that’s contributing to the nerves? It’s okay Mikhail, your 3A was pretty, and YAY GOT A SMILEY SPASIBO y’know at the Olympics all I can hope for as a spectator is that everyone skates happy and goes as big and clean as possible and leaves happy or at least not too hard on themselves and I know that’s easy to say but so much of sports/life in general is psychological and it just pains me to think of how these guys might react to this under-delivered performances

Shoma Uno smolma please whisk us away with Winter, literally gonna bounce the fuq off of Shrooma if he lands everything please save this; NICE 4F, lines ofc can’t compete with Hanyu but you know...World Silver...he’s got the goods, get those clean edges, skating skills, stsq levels, okay 4T YES YES YES 3T great my god SHOMA SAVES THE TRIPLE AXEL PRAISE AWWWW THE SMILE!!!!! FUCKING MELTING FOR THIS DARK HORSE WHO BTW IS WORLD SILVER REIGNING, MY GOD THIS IS CLUTCH; AND HE HAS HIGHLIGHTS TAKE THAT BINCH, ugh I’m so conflicted right now with all of these flops and clean skates and my head is muddled guessing 106 okay okay lowballed the components gets a 104 also had to save a couple landings I get it but THOSE THUNDERTHIGHS SAVING THE DAY

Javier Fernandez oh please please please all I want is for you to bring home a medal GIVE US CHAPLIN GIVE US 4S AND 4T3T THIS IS YOUR CHANCE GO FOR IT, NICE ON THE COMBO, NICE 4S HOLY HELL ALSO SHOUTOUT TO MY MOM FOR RECOGNIZING THIS AS CHAPLIN U KNOW HE’S DOING HIS JOB and that AMAZING TRIPLE AXEL; so lovely oh my god this is beautiful, tbh I think my mom is actually falling in love with him “his costume looks so good on him O.O” she’s predicting he’ll win and my mom is like...never wrong so...okay tech score just exactly 60, I’m hoping 109 range oh my god GIVE HIM THE PCS IF NOT FOR HIM FOR MY MOM OH MY GOD

HYPING UP Jin Boyang for my mom okay come on GIVE US THAT CROUCHING TIGER MAGIC, LORI CHOREO DO UR FUQQIN $10K MAGIC, AMAZING 4LZ-3T, ONE OF THE BEST 4T, OG QUAD KING TARA MENTION THAT YES YES *DOES MERYL MEME POINTING FINGERS*, BEAT DRUM DROP, ERHU  YES THAT 3A OH MY GOD YES YES YES JIN GO GO GO YES THE KARATE HANDS IN THE SIT SPIN, WORD THE STSQ YOU’RE GETTING ALL OF THE LEVELS GO GO GO THIS IS YOUR LAST ELEMENT HIT THE POSES GET THE EDGES GET THE TURNS KICK TWIZZLES BUTTERFLY KICK YES FIST PUMP YES YES YES YES YESSSSSS MY GOD YES GIVE HIM A SCORE TO COMPETE WITH SHOMA 104+, okay okay I can work with 103.32

Okay wow so heading into the FS tomorrow:

-Nathan, get that redemption skate, go big, go clean, love it, love yourself

-Yuzuru: bring that Seimei power, work your natural magic, be yourself, keep the intensity, and just let it flow

-Javi: VAMOS VAMOS VAMOS BE QUIXOTE, get your own redemption from Sochi (also lol I don’t think it matters what happens in the end but you’ve already won in my mother’s heart)

-Shoma: SHOOM SHOOM INTO OUR HEARTS EVEN MORE, channel your 2017 Worlds Diva moment, do it do it DO IT

-Boyang: BRING THE STAR WARS HIT US WITH THAT ANGELIC SAUCE

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I had reservations about doing this reaction post but I’m watching the NBC mini-promos for everyone (cue lil’ kid saying that Javi is his ONLY hero <3) competing tonight and all the feels flooding in.

Also gonna put my dream podium out there in advance so I can lay claim to my fantasies before they possibly flop: Yuzu, Nathan, Javi (in that order for Gold, Silver, and Bronze), but ofc the best scenario is that everyone skates well and leaves the ice happy and the gremlin judges can do whatever. I haven’t watched a lot of the earlier-group men this season, but looking at their music choices I’m pretty excited for Julian Zhi Jie Yee’s Build a Home program (P/C’s 2016 FS from Euros that year still sticks with me) and hopefully Yaroslav hits his 4F. Just writing out everyone’s name is getting me hella nervous

THIRTY ONE GUYS UP 4 HOURS FML LET’S GIT TO IT, first group up on warmup ice: ayyy Vincent hitting a nice 4Lz-3T

AHHH NBC dropping me randomly into Felipe Montoya’s program right into a botched 3F-2T; c’mon man AISH U TOOK AWAY JAVIER RAYA’S SPOT FOR THIS uwu I kinda dig the all white costume tho but must be a binch to find from the audience viewpoint

Chafik Besseghier actually into taximan more than during the Team SP like yeah sure NBC say it’s part of “French creativity” but that taxi look is wonky...points for commitment though, right? 77.01 with all those lil’ green boxes gouda job Chafik; also a note on that French quirky creativity comment anyone else remember Brian Joubert trying to “disprove” people calling him gay by doing a nude photoshoot

MY BOI Vincent Zhou HITS DAT 4Lz-3T first at the Olympics with that 4Lz-3T combo!!! gah other two jumps off-axis but damn he has the hardest technical content but man you gotta deliver all of it including rotations and GOE; also *pushes glasses up* Vincent ~almost~ got a perfect ACT score wat u doing get that 36 (LOL AT THE COMMENTATORS SAYING HIS SIS GOT A PERFECT SCORE); BANG 84.53 with some stubby GOEs I can live with that new season’s best YAAAS u chase those cars

Okay so the announcement for Denis Ten is in English over the loudspeakers but there’s like a little interruption when they just repeat the word “Kazakhstan” but in Korean phonetics; REIGNING BRONZE MEDALIST LET’S GO nope there goes the 4S-->2S, NICE triple axel though!, also loving the royal blue shirt, triple lutz triple NO (sorry had to say that), but the music is great kinda operatic but not like a loud Bocelli; considering his injuries and other hurdles this is alright, his entire season had a rough start ALSO the flower girls have dresses that match the rink so QUTE also Frank Carroll is still not retired mkay

Matteo Rizzo NICE 3A also considering that this is choreo’d by his mom this is great, strong Italian vibes, really good lines, straight camel with the leg position above the hip, good rotation; love the arms out of the 3Lz this would be a program I would want to do OKAY NBC WE GET THAT U NEED A QUAD TO GET ON THE PODIUM but friggin Matteo’s job is to make his mom choreo proud also considering how this is by far the biggest stage he’s been on after dethroning Ivan Righini, dis is gr8

Michael Christian Martinez honestly still love his taking YOI in stride basically Phichit IRL, not a great performance by any means, really low score in the 50s sheesh but hey that signature Biellmann though! this first group was alright still looking ahead

Yaroslav Paniot that was rough :/// also he took out the 4F and fell on all 3 passes (I mean he landed on his knee on the axel but like...what do you even call that?) damn Tammy Gambill coaches him too, into last place :(( it’s okay Yaroslav

Yan Han going for that hard nose blow and tissue grab looks intense LOVE THAT HARD SLAP ON THE BARRIER you got this my man, AHHH yas more Twilight, NICE TRIPLE AXEL BEST SO FAR man was that rotation fast, crap that 4T still looking for a clean toe in this comp; also these SPs are passing really quickly, Vincent still in the lead after Han’s 80.63

Julian Zhi Jie Yee OMGOMGOMG okay excited for this, awww love the shot back to the opening ceremony; love his shirt with the slight slit V not intrusive but modern and sleek LOVE LOVE LOOOOOVE it; AHHH THE BEATS OF BUILD A HOME ready for this show off for Malaysia, NICE TRIPLE AXEL he had so much space coming down, maintaining composure, come on GREAT LUTZ halfway mark here come the lyrics and ahhh slipping on the 3F-3T, I think that content should be enough for him to make the FS, lines could be a bit better but his spin levels seem there good for him! Man he really floated on the 3A I’m hoping this’ll go into the low 70s yep 73.58 good score for him

And cue more ice-less places Brendan Kerry kinda attractive in that down-under way, used to be really smol but then hit that caucasian puberty WHOOO first clean 4T of the comp, like the shimmery dark blue shirt, nice 3Lz-3T who needs a quad sal if there’s anything the pairs comp taught us it’s that going clean leaves a greater impression than hard tricks, saved that 3A, this cut of Everybody Wants to Rule the World is so #inspirational someone get me my book of self-affirmations also getting all these coach-skater revelations Nikolai Morozov coaches Kerry?? dang, whoa slots right in behind Vincent with an 83 and change

Moris Kvitelashvili okay who tf put his name as Morisi on the official docs they actually announced his names as that ETERI U ONLY HAVE ONE BOY, bring on the Buble, smooth 3A that flow, def on feelin good on that 4S, after Boyangman’s Spiderman program I’ve grown to have a deeper appreciation for Michael Buble, he’s really tall but one of those lanky awkward guys but eh I give him props for having the gumption to compete for Georgia and getting to compete on Olympic ice

Keegan Messing LOL his intro “actually born in Alaska, proficient Yo-Yo master” aww singin in the rain WOW nice 4T-3T I’m laughin at clouds too Keegan, oof that 3A fall though, very fast spinner no travelling either...okay but seriously can we get RIka Kihira here to give these guys a 3A clinic or something, for a second this really feels like a Javi program, nice 3Lz to finish out the jumps my god I thought his coach was either Eteri/Shawn White c.2010 hair wow 85 taking away the lead from Vincent; 12 men done, 18 left!

This next warmup group Danny wit dat fresh haircut, NBC hyping up the final group omg chill ur horses, Michal with those sleeve ribbons!

Michal Brezina those bedazzled dragons, WOW QUAD sal (okay I thought it was a flip at first), good 3A nothing under review, not to compare but to compare this is like Seimei beta ver., beautiful delayed 3F, also I feel like I hear people clapping along to the drums but I don’t see anyone...it’s prolly the NK cheer squad, this skate should just sneak into 1st, damn his profile sideshot looks like a dinosaur, AWWW RAF lol still surprised by these coaching situations OH BOI lol just into 1st by 0.04 over Keegan

Cha Junhwan c’mon get that gypsy dance on bring the soul of Wakaba to the games (I expect shoulder shimmies), TAKE A DEEEEP breath Brian, wow dicey moment with the 3F-3T but landed flawlessly, even better 3A crowd goes WILDDDD, quick interjection these scores that are starting to pile into the mid-80s are seriously reminding me of the bronze-medal battle in Sochi I mean yeah now there’s a pretty solid list of 5/6 guys for the podium but still..chills..., might have urs but really bringing the energy otherwisein the stsq arms flairs right on the beat of the music (I’ll count those as shimmies) wow first standing O very well deserved all the korean flags!!

Other sidenote you know who’s gonna get more cool team jackets than Marina Zueva? Brian friggin Orser: Canada, Korea, Japan, Spain, Kazakhstan! all those colors!! gotta catch ‘em all and with a score of 83+ Junhwan goes into that pack of mid-80s

Paul Fentz jacksepticeye doppleganger back on the ice, honestly great 3T-3T screw the squad his air position is really good, wow wild like on the 3A but again great air position (honestly this plus straight legs on camel spins are like the must-haves), also loving this jazzy music it works for him, Wonderwall was WUNDERFUL

Interjection of hockey testosterone jeez being a referee in that would be terrifying you’re wearing no padding sheesh

Misha Ge okay srsly what is the point of saying “Uzbekistan” in English and then again in Korean phonetics? not into the brown ombre, good 3A, getting gypsy pirate vibes gawd that spin extension though ta die fo

Cutaway to Yuzu absolutely DESTROYIN that EZ applesauce pouch (okay it’s not applesauce but man is he twistin every last drop out)

And since I’m already doing this huge ass shitpost I might as well comment on some of the commercials, the 23andme thing where Warren Buffett narrates “ill let u choose any car but u only get one you’d take care of it so well right WELL THAT’s UR BODY”...kinda hypocritical coming from a dude who only eats McDs, See’s Candies, Coke and steak...

Jorik Hendrickx awww I actually had no idea his sis Loena made it too, gosh Je Suis Malade reminds me of Adelina’s failed comeback...anyway good 3A to start; I remember how emotional his qualifying through Nebelhorn was enjoy this bb, wow he’s gonna join the mid-80s pack too judges panicking how tf do we separate them AWW Loena clapping so cute and Jorik smiling!! love this

Also screaming about how I can see the final group on my shitpost list getting closer to my cursor *bites nails*

Literally the biggest actual fuqboi of this comp Daniel Samohin is up with a new ‘do that fresh fade also doesn’t he have that company/group thing black wolf white wolf WELL DAMN BLACK WOLF JUST HIT HIS 4T-3T god remember when he destroyed his shoulder at Skate America, whoa first two clean quads of the comp so far who knew flopchild would it get together at the Olympics also classic Daniel guitar solo ay fuq down on the 3A gdi this is why we can’t have nice things LOL also the first skater to finish in the wrong direction, cute lil’ smile at the end though! Also gonna hit the low-80s aww happy tears!!! omg is that Nikolai Morozov yup 80 points and change jeez top 6 all separated by less than 2 points lol

Group 4 on the ice jeez those short sleeves SLAY BOI LOL THESE ADAM PROMOS literally all of the vernacular “fierce, I’m a full prone monster” *smizes* okay I’m going for a walk and hope to be back by Deniss see ya’ll in a quick sec and good luck to the first five in this group...but srsly I gotta get up or else risk carpal tunnel at this point </3

Adam Rippon, Dmitri Aliev

Okay jk I made it back for Patrick Chan midway through his performacne looks like his first couple jump elements were good supposedly missed his 3A he looks really tense damn PChiddy it’s alright (sidenote his chest looks bigger than I remember), also ofc Dimi is in the lead now with a tech score over 50

Keiji Tanaka, Alexei Bychenko both happened but I took a shower to be clean for some clean skates

Also isn’t it crazy how Deniss is literally skating right before Yuzu man those world standings were a bit of a surprise at first Deniss Vasiljevs (jk my shower also overran his performance so I’m looking at the protocols rn but hey, good thing is my energy’s now conserved for GROUP 6!)

YESS NBC showing (at least part of) the warmup; Javi hits a BOSS 4S so smooth; Nathan’s smiling, Yuzu looks healthy! my god seeing all the faves on ice together warming up at the OLYMPIC stage is just *clutches chest* a lil’ too much for a casual Thursday evening; okay one more set of commercials and we are off to the RACES!!!

Yuzuru Hanyu TAKES THE ICE the first bars of Ballade a personal fave piece, breatheee, head roll, sway,ohmigod you could hear the sound of a pin dropping, come one quad sal to open...YES OH MY GOD NICE 13 POINTS!!! for that one element, great donut spin, 1 2 3 1 2 3 getting all of his levels ofc great character in spins timed to music, love the sound of his blades BLIND MOHAWK INTO 3A TRADEMARK HIT IT’S HAPPENING ONLY THE COMBO LEFT IS HE GONNA DO THE RIPPON ON THE END YES NICE HE HIT IT OH MY FUQQIN GOD THE POOHS THE OBAACHANS IN THE AUDIENCE THIS IS SERIOUSLY MAGICAL BEAT THAT WOWOWOW THE POOH BEARS RAIN DOWN AGAIN I have never seen so many thrown down at once at him DAMN; this is a true champion, my god yes yes YES!!!! my god I don’t know how get got that 3T WITH RIPPON out at the end lol Ghislain Briand and B Orser jumping; WORLD RECORD GIVE IT TO HIM NEVER DOUBT YU.ZU.RU. HAN.YU; BAM 111 triple ONES BEAT THAT YESS AND HE’S SMILING

OKay okay I gotta calm down for Nathan Chen the Poohs are cleared, yes this is a POTO costume but he looks good; GOD DAMN IT CAMERAMAN YOU MISSED THE FUQQIN DIP YOU HAD ONE JOB ARGHHHH, blade sounds are louder than YUZUS BUT HERE COMES THE 4LZ...OH SHIT MY GOD AND THE QUAD TOE JESUS FUCKING HELL IT WASN’T A COMBO either wow...I’m speechless..come one Nate finish it out finish it out OH FUCKING...33 TECHSCoRE?!?!?!?!?!? He’s still breathing though, looks alright, okay he’s still honestly so young and I understand he exudes this chill outlook which is great but all the pressure had to have gotten him (or he just got unlucky with this bad day :///) nerves?? I know there’s still the free skate left but I want him to walk away from all this feeling okay, not hating skating or anything and making a comeback (hopefully??) in Beijing and maybe having a Chloe Kim kind of moment OH FUQ 13th place 82+...my god

Mikhail Kolyada actually shaking his head after seeing Nathan’s scores we’re all shocked buddy; but skate well hit that sky-high lutz loving your mozart, come on come one; okay triple honestly I just don’t want to see any more thuds on the ice that’s good oh fuck...4T a goner out of the four disciplines this is the one that has the least assured gold medalist and maybe that’s contributing to the nerves? It’s okay Mikhail, your 3A was pretty, and YAY GOT A SMILEY SPASIBO y’know at the Olympics all I can hope for as a spectator is that everyone skates happy and goes as big and clean as possible and leaves happy or at least not too hard on themselves and I know that’s easy to say but so much of sports/life in general is psychological and it just pains me to think of how these guys might react to this under-delivered performances

Shoma Uno smolma please whisk us away with Winter, literally gonna bounce the fuq off of Shrooma if he lands everything please save this; NICE 4F, lines ofc can’t compete with Hanyu but you know...World Silver...he’s got the goods, get those clean edges, skating skills, stsq levels, okay 4T YES YES YES 3T great my god SHOMA SAVES THE TRIPLE AXEL PRAISE AWWWW THE SMILE!!!!! FUCKING MELTING FOR THIS DARK HORSE WHO BTW IS WORLD SILVER REIGNING, MY GOD THIS IS CLUTCH; AND HE HAS HIGHLIGHTS TAKE THAT BINCH, ugh I’m so conflicted right now with all of these flops and clean skates and my head is muddled guessing 106 okay okay lowballed the components gets a 104 also had to save a couple landings I get it but THOSE THUNDERTHIGHS SAVING THE DAY

Javier Fernandez oh please please please all I want is for you to bring home a medal GIVE US CHAPLIN GIVE US 4S AND 4T3T THIS IS YOUR CHANCE GO FOR IT, NICE ON THE COMBO, NICE 4S HOLY HELL ALSO SHOUTOUT TO MY MOM FOR RECOGNIZING THIS AS CHAPLIN U KNOW HE’S DOING HIS JOB and that AMAZING TRIPLE AXEL; so lovely oh my god this is beautiful, tbh I think my mom is actually falling in love with him “his costume looks so good on him O.O” she’s predicting he’ll win and my mom is like...never wrong so...okay tech score just exactly 60, I’m hoping 109 range oh my god GIVE HIM THE PCS IF NOT FOR HIM FOR MY MOM OH MY GOD

HYPING UP Jin Boyang for my mom okay come on GIVE US THAT CROUCHING TIGER MAGIC, LORI CHOREO DO UR FUQQIN $10K MAGIC, AMAZING 4LZ-3T, ONE OF THE BEST 4T, OG QUAD KING TARA MENTION THAT YES YES *DOES MERYL MEME POINTING FINGERS*, BEAT DRUM DROP, ERHU  YES THAT 3A OH MY GOD YES YES YES JIN GO GO GO YES THE KARATE HANDS IN THE SIT SPIN, WORD THE STSQ YOU’RE GETTING ALL OF THE LEVELS GO GO GO THIS IS YOUR LAST ELEMENT HIT THE POSES GET THE EDGES GET THE TURNS KICK TWIZZLES BUTTERFLY KICK YES FIST PUMP YES YES YES YES YESSSSSS MY GOD YES GIVE HIM A SCORE TO COMPETE WITH SHOMA 104+, okay okay I can work with 103.32

Okay wow so heading into the FS tomorrow: 

-Nathan, get that redemption skate, go big, go clean, love it, love yourself

-Yuzuru: bring that Seimei power, work your natural magic, be yourself, keep the intensity, and just let it flow

-Javi: VAMOS VAMOS VAMOS BE QUIXOTE, get your own redemption from Sochi (also lol I don’t think it matters what happens in the end but you’ve already won in my mother’s heart)

-Shoma: SHOOM SHOOM INTO OUR HEARTS EVEN MORE, channel your 2017 Worlds Diva moment, do it do it DO IT

-Boyang: BRING THE STAR WARS HIT US WITH THAT ANGELIC SAUCE