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razorblade180 · 4 years ago

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Interdimensional Moms: Bonus

Part 4 here<-

After many tears and tissue boxes, all members of team RWBY had finally stopped crying. Blake was the best off with her eyes a little red while Ruby was the complete opposite. The girl’s face was still rather red and her eyes were puffy. She hadn’t even completely stopped sniffling yet; much like tear marked partner. Yang on the other hand rested her head on the table. She had cried hard enough to giver herself a minor headache. She was completely drained.

Yang:Ugh, this blows! I thought this was gonna be a fun learning experience.

Blake:We definitely learned. It just so happens we had to poke at some.... extremely sensitive topics.

Weiss:I’m all for looking inward and self reflection but I’ve had my fill.

Ruby:Same. Should’ve kept the summary light.

Yang:No, I’m glad you got that off your chest. We just need a way to lighten the mood.

Blake:.....I kicked Weiss’s butt in a tournament.

RWY:......What?

Blake:During the time spent training for Salem, another tournament was held between the schools. It had team matches and singles. I kicked Weiss’s butt in my fourth round. It was a good day.

Weiss:How is that lightening mood!?

Blake:Listen, it was a big deal! I never thought I was gonna win the whole tournament but I really wanted to beat you. I love you but your head gets a little big when you’re on a roll for too long; plus I just really didn’t want to lose. I always felt a bit of rivalry between us.

Yang:Hehe, is that you’re way of saying “It would look bad to lose to a Schnee?”

Blake:Well it would!

Ruby:Hehehe.

Yang:Wait, does that mean we went back to school?

Blake:Yeah. It was pretty comforting. There was definitely a lot left to learn.

Yang:Weird. School kinda faded into the background.

Ruby:I went back to school. We all did actually. It was fast tracked by roughly a year but it was fun. We all got to pose in caps and gowns.

Weiss:Damn! I should’ve went back just for that. Unfortunately I was busy making rent and learning how to properly preheat a oven.

Yang:It’s like two buttons.

Weiss:Gas stove, and six years out of date.

Yang:Awww, you had to learn the hard way. I’m surprised and thankful you never left the gas on.

Weiss:There’s an alarm for that. Also I’m not irresponsible! Anyways, I mentioned similar tournaments earlier. I didn’t participate much but enough old videos of me in them were enough for to really light a fire under my kids. For awhile I was a bit concerned that they were just following a trend but they really love it. They used to always go around playing like knights when they were tiny.

Ruby:Carmine was a little different. She definitely always tried doing things I could but nothing got the girl jumping like seeing Yang’s horses or new ballet shoes. There wasn’t a morning when I didn’t hear a vase fall over or seeing her spin like a top. Carmine still hums some old routines when she isn’t paying attention.

Yang:Not too many memories of Yujin when she was pint size. But I do remember that wild child always loved using my bandannas for everything! Napkins, capes, ropes; anything but an actual bandanna. I used to get a bit upset with the napkin one but she’d always look at me with her big eyes and crazy hair. I never stayed mad.

Weiss:Softie.

Yang:She was like a pudgy puff ball! Fat cheeks and wholesome smiles. Ah! So adorable!

Weiss:I used to always have at least one of my kids on my hip when I was out and about. I think the media has a magazine amount of pictures of me at the park kissing my babies. Summer liked tummy rubs. She’d never go to sleep without one. Some nights I’d sing too but start to doze off so Jaune would have to take over.

Yang:*smiles* Speaking of Jaune.....

Ruby:No.

Yang:You don’t even know what I was-

Ruby:Were you about to suggest we compare our Jaune’s in the bedroom?

Yang:*red*......Well not just the bedroom! What’s the harm!? I just wanna know if he’s consistent across the board. No need to get detailed.

Weiss:You really never change no matter the world.

Yang:Can’t change greatness. It shows in any form!

Blake:He’s pretty compliant and accommodating. The benefits of being his first when I had prior knowledge I suppose.

Ruby:Don’t answer!

Blake:Why not? I’m comfortable with it.

Yang:Don’t listen to those two Blake. They’re just a bit more embarrassed since Jaune has literally been their one and only.

Blake:Huh, I never thought about it like that. Jaune would’ve been the first person you two opened up to on such a level; especially Weiss.

Yang:That’s still hilarious. All the protesting and somehow you found yourself stripping for the guy.

Weiss:Shut up! I already know! It was....I.... *blushing* emotions ran really high.

Ruby:An entire mental rollercoaster of thoughts and firsts happening all at once. Anxiety was high.

Yang:Heh, so you could say that Jaune Arc-

RW:Got through our walls. Hardy har har.

Yang:Shit, I am the same in every universe. Well I don’t have any reservations about it! *grinning* He makes me feel special every time!

Blake:Bottom.

Yang:I’m ignoring you.🎶

Ruby:Hehe, sounds about right. He...might make me feel a bit special as well.

Blake:Switch.

Ruby:How can you just guess off of that!?

Blake:It’s a gift.

Weiss:......

Blake:*smiling*

Weiss:Leave me alone.

Blake:I don’t know what has you embarrassed. You told us you’ve slept with everyone here except Ruby! I knew you were repressed but geez.

Weiss:For your information it wasn’t my idea! It was yours!

Blake:Not surprising. Let’s switch the topic. How is this other child of mine? Can’t picture me having a daughter.

Weiss:Veronica is very sensitive. Even if she tries to act like she isn’t. One time when she was tiny, a soccer ball hit her straight in the face and she sprung up saying “I’m fine!” Then you took her behind the bleachers to patch her up; tears all on her face. It both breaks my heart and very adorable to see her act fine while her ears are folded back.

Ruby:Your other son Kovu was a bit of cry baby. Partly my fault. Carmine kept beating him up and making fun of him.

Blake:What!?

Yang:Ha! Wait, that’s my kid too. How the heck!? Are you telling me you raised the rowdy child and I got the baby?

Ruby:Yang you’re a baby. I’m like twice as rowdy compared to you. A nevermore got worked day one at school.

Weiss:She has a point. You cry the most out of any of us.

Yang:Wha- that not- how....shut up! *pouts* I’m not that touchy.

Ruby:Kovu is a sweetie and not a cry baby. Carmine is just a little mean when she tries to care about others. She beat him up in an attempt to make Kovu give up dreaming about being a huntsman. That way he wouldn’t be in such a dangerous job. Reasonable logic but you know, a little over the top. Almost broke his arm. Boy did I chew her out. All it did was make him want to try harder.

Yang:Fantastic. I shouldn’t expect less from my own blood. I bet Yujin would like him. Which reminds me, anybody have kids in relationships?

RWB:We’re working on it.

The three women paused briefly before laughing at their meddling. Yang could only admire and fear her friends.

Yang:Should I be scared for your children?

Blake:Lucas needs someone to break up the routine in his life. I’m not saying he has to date her, but it would put a smile on my face.

Ruby:Carmine takes after me, not really thinking about stuff like relationships much. However, that doesn’t mean she doesn’t at all. Carmine tries her best to not act like she’s a teenaged girl with teenage wishes. But everyone sees right through it. I’m fine with her not being in one but I would like if she acknowledged that it’s okay to just....ugh, be normal! Why can nobody have normal knees in my life!?

Weiss:Nick likes Valerie who tries to deny she likes him by liking Summer, who doesn’t like her; while Veronica crushes on Nick who obviously has conflicting feelings.

RBY.....

Yang:Why is it always complicated with you?

Weiss:How is this my fau- okay it is a little bit.

Blake:Where do you stand?

Weiss:I think Valerie would be lovely for him.

Yang:What’s wrong with my baby girl!?

Blake:Yeah!?

Weiss:One, not yours. Two, have you met who I’m married to? Can’t really say he’s wasting his efforts. Though I wouldn’t be upset with Veronica. I think those two might be good for each other.

Blake:Any other bombshells people got?

Ruby:......

Ruby:Ilia is happily married.*sips coffee*

Blake:Oh that’s wonderful! I’m glad she found a loving wi-

Ruby:*smirks* To Sun.

Blake:....*stands up* I need, champagne!

A bottle of champagne poofs into existence with several glasses. Blake immediately pours everyone a glass before raising hers into the sky.

Blake:Ruby Rose, today you’ve erased guilt upon my conscious. I’m happy there’s one world where it seems all of my good exes get over me.

Ruby:Are the Ilia and Sun where you’re from miserable like Yang!?

Blake:No, but they kinda fumble in actually going for relationships. It just always makes me feel a little bad.

Yang:You can technically count two worlds. I’m fine, Ilia is dating a pretty secretary, and your one evil ex is now raising a morally good family.

Blake:You’re right! This calls for a double toast! To alternate universes! *puts glass down*

Weiss:Haha, aren’t you gonna drink it!?

Blake:No I’m still recovering; but how could I pass up the opportunity!? Man I wish I could attend that wedding! I don’t know if I’d be a bridesmaid or the best man!

Yang:You’re just gonna steal Neptune’s thunder like that?

Blake:Hey, Sun and I have taken bullets for each other and stab wounds. I think I deserve to be a little greedy and say I ride or die for that man just a little harder than Neptune.

Ruby:Geeeeeez Blake! Haha, I didn’t even tell you about the baby.

Blake:*visble excitement* Excuse me!?

RWY:*raises glass* Cheers.

Blake:CHEERS! What’s he like!?

xxxxx

Aero:AAAACHOOOO!

Carmine:Eugh! Cover your mouth! I don’t need to get sick.

Aero:Damn! What happened to uh I don’t know, “bless you!?”

Carmine:*pulls out tissues* Happy?

Aero:Where...why are those in you book bag?

Carmine:It’s flu season.

Aero:....I can’t tell if you’re the coolest person around or just a second mother.

Carmine:I can be both. My mom is arguably both but don’t tell her that. It’ll make her month and she’ll hug me too tight.

Aero:Bitch, you love hugs. Stop being difficult.

Carmine:Mmmm nah.

Aero:I feel bad for your mom.

Carmine:I feel bad for yours.

Aero:Hop off. You’re so childish.

Carmine:And yet you love me.

Aero:*red* In your dreams!

Carmine:It would make your day if I dreamed about you,wouldn’t it?

Aero:I hope you dream of spiders.

Carmine:We do not joke about that! *grabs him* Aero I will beat you up if I dream of them tonight! That’s just mean!

Aero:Stop crying ya baby. I could’ve said they were- ow!

Sun:*hitting him* Shut up and just kiss something! We’re trying to watch a game.

Aero and Carmine:We don’t like each other!

Jaune:With all do respect, that’s a lie. But please by all means Aero, continue not touching my daughter if you know what’s best for you. I don’t wanna have to fight you and your parents right afterwards.

Sun:Ilia would kill you.

Jaune:Yeah! That’s why I don’t want the fight! Much like Ruby, she’s short and terrifying. Her size holds the rage.

Ilia:*peeks in* Who’s talking shit?

JASC:Nobody, we love you!

Ilia:.....Got my eyes on you four. *holds Garnet up* and this one; the most well behaved in this bunch even with no nap.

Garnet:*fussy grumbling* I’m a ball of rage!

Ilia:You wanna nap?

Garnet:Yes!!!

Ilia:See, behaved. *walks away* don’t make me come back out here.

Carmine:....So do you like me because your mother is also imposing?

Aero:This is it, my evil origin story. It begins today.

xxxxx

Ruby:I admire his patience.

#rwby #the void #jaune arc #ruby rose #weiss schnee #yang xiao long #blake belladonna #carmine arc rose #aero amitola #ilia amitola #sun wukong #rwby ships #rwby lancaster #rwby whiteknight #rwby dragonslayer #rwby knightshade

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dimitrescus-bitch · 5 years ago

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I Wanna Spend my Lifetime with You (Beth Mead x Reader)

You were excited to be joining Arsenal. They were definitely one of the best teams in England and it had been forever since you had played in your surrogate home country. Your mother was English, but your father was American and you had grown up in America. Hopefully you would be able to make enough noise at Arsenal to be accepted onto the NT in England. You had gathered some European traction since playing in France with PSG and in the Netherlands at Ajax.

“Is that her?”

“Yes that’s her Beth,” Danielle, a girl you had met at a soccer event in the Netherlands, said. “I can go introduce you if you’d like.”

“Um, yes.” Danielle approached you with a blonde who looked eager, but also a little apprehensive. “Hi, I’m Beth.”

“Y/n,” you said and Beth seemed surprised by your accent. Everybody normally was, there weren’t exactly a ton of Americans in English soccer. Especially not ones with completely European playing histories. “It’s nice to meet you Beth.”

“Nice to meet you too,” Beth replied.

“Alright, I’m gonna head out. You two keep being awkward together by all means,” Danielle teased and Beth tripped her when she left.

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“I think I’m in love with her Leah,” Beth said and Leah looked up from her eggs. Beth’s statement came completely out of the blue and Leah had to think for a moment before she remembered who Beth was dating.

“Have you told her?” Leah asked and Beth shook her head.

“I only think I’m in love with her. It’d be cruel to tell her if I’m not certain,” Beth reasoned and Leah sighed. “She just makes me so happy and I could see myself spending the rest of my life with her.”

“You’re in love with Y/n, don’t even try to deny it,” Jordan said as she poured herself a bowl of cereal. Leah looked over at Jordan with a look of surprise and Beth thought about you for a moment.

“Yeah, I am in love with her. I think we should get married,” Beth said and both Jordan and Leah nearly spat out their food.

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“I now pronounce you wife and wife. You may kiss the bride,” Leah said and Beth pulled you in for a kiss. You kissed her back and only broke it from the hollering that came from your teammates. “Congratulations Mrs. and Mrs. Mead.”

“I love you,” Beth said and you gave her a quick peck on the lips.

“I love you too,” you said as you took her hand in yours. The two of you ran out to the taxi waiting to take you to your reception party. There was food, booze, and more importantly, a heavenly cake waiting for you. Your first moment of tranquility came once the partition came up in the car. Beth gave you a deep kiss and really looked into your soul for a couple of seconds. “What’s going on in that head of yours?”

“I want to have a baby with you,” Beth said and tears started to leak from the corners of her eyes. You wiped them away and smiled at her.

“I want that too,” you said and Beth got really excited. “We can make an appointment for me to get inseminated after the honeymoon.”

“Seriously?” Beth asked and you nodded.

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“Fuck Beth it hurts,” you cried as the baby moved inside of you.

“It’s okay. I’m here and soon he will be too,” Beth promised you. She held onto your hand and kissed your forehead. You pushed again and the baby began to crown. It didn’t take a whole more pushing for the baby to come out after that. You lazily watched Beth cut the umbilical cord and once the baby was cleaned up, she brought him over to you. “This is your mummy. She’s gorgeous and we’re going to take such good care of you, I promise.”

“Beth, you’re crying,” you said and Beth wiped her eyes after your son was in your arms. Beth wiped your tears as well and for a moment, he opened his eyes. None of the donors had really looked enough like Beth for you to feel okay with going through that way, so Beth’s brother had agreed to help you. The baby had Beth’s eyes and your heart skipped a beat when you had first noticed that. “He’s got your eyes Beth.”

“No way.” Beth’s voice cracked and she nearly started to cry again.

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“Let’s go Scott!” you cheered for your son. Beth was standing on the sidelines watching intently. She had taken to coaching your son’s team quickly and it was obvious how much she enjoyed it. You watched as Scott shot the ball into the back of the net. He had a knack for making goals like Beth and it showed. That goal put the team of 6 year old ahead just before the whistle blew for the end of the game. “Wow, that was amazing my little man.”

“Do you think Mama is proud of me?” Scott asked and you nodded.

“So proud, you’re just like her. It’s not even fair,” you said and Scott chuckled. You watched as Beth picked up your daughter and put her on your shoulders. Scott was six and Delilah was almost three. There was another one coming and after that, you were content with never being pregnant again. If Beth wanted another baby, she could carry it. You’d just have to find a donor that looked enough like you.

“I think the man of the match deserves some ice cream,” Beth said and Scott looked so excited.

“Man of the match, really?” Scott asked and Beth nodded.

“Of course, you were a star out there. Two assists and a goal, incredible performance. David Beckham wishes he could,” Beth said and you chuckled at her. You took Delilah from her shoulders and let her walk ahead with Scott. The ice cream stop was made and then Beth let the kids run it off in the backyard. Getting them to bed after dinner was easy enough and then you got to spend a little time with Beth alone before you went to bed. “I’m gonna retire after this baby comes.”

“What?” you asked and Beth nodded. “Beth, why?”

“Because I’ve had my career and you put yours on hold for me. It’s time that you get the proper time and opportunity to make your comeback. I love coaching the local team and a certain new Arsenal manager hinted at an opening for me if I was interested,” Beth said and you smiled at her.

“I’m so proud of you, but I would really like you to stay on the National Team until I can comeback with you,” you said and Beth nodded. “I’m happy that I get to spend my life with you.”

“I would spend a million lifetimes with you if I could. I would do anything for you and for those nutters upstairs sleeping,” Beth said.

“I know you would. I could not have imagined a better partner than you,” you told her and Beth leaned in and kissed you. She leaned down by your stomach after the kiss and began to talk to the baby.

“You’re pretty lucky kid. You’re gonna have the world’s hottest mom, a great big brother that’ll protect you with a fierceness match only with mine, and a big sister that’ll help you if one of us can’t. There are so many people that love you and you haven’t even been born yet,” Beth told the fetus inside of you before she jumped up from the couch. “Do you need help up?”

“Carry me?” you asked and Beth carried you up to bed. You knew that every word Beth had told the incoming baby was true and you wondered how you had gotten so lucky as to get a family like the one you had.

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blkgirlcafe · 4 years ago

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Home PT. 5

Viktor Drago x Cyra (Black OFC)

Cyra (Ky-Ra) -Sun or throne

Kazimir (Kah-Zee-Meer) - Bringer or Announcer of peace

Viktor Drago is married to the love of his life, they have a 5 year old son. He is willing to do anything to keep them safe.

Warning: Kidnapping, abuse, mentions of child abuse

Flashback 4

Viktor was absent from the gym for two weeks, Ivan thought of a punishment. After coming home late and missing his alarm in the morning Ivan made him go to the countryside. One of Ivan's friends owned a farm and he had to go work there, while also doing workouts. But today he was back, Ivan had a meeting setting up his next fight in a week and he was by himself. He went through his normal routine, keeping a look out for Cyra.

When she finally entered with the girl she was always with he smiled to himself, happy to see her.

Cyra looked up after Anna nudged her arm.

“There goes your giant boyfriend.” she joked.

“Chill out, obviously he doesn't like me.”

“Oh yeah then why he is smiling, when have you ever seen Drago smile.”

“He is probably just happy to be back in the gym, leave me alone.”

Yeah Cyra was a little snappy, she missed home, she missed her brothers, she sighed as she started to stretch, not even looking over in Viktor direction.

Viktor frowned, she didn't even look at him. Normally she would at least smile at him, mouthing a little hello. He hoped he didn't upset her in any way, he would apologize before he left.

Viktor worked out, keeping one eye on her as he did so. Her bubbly personality just wasn't here today, she was gray like the weather. The gym slowly emptied out, Viktor pushed himself to keep going, just to watch over her. The friend left as Cyra was sitting on a row of mats doing sit ups.

Viktor walked over to her, sweat drenching his tank top to his body.

“Hey.” was all he could say, suddenly everything he wanted to say got jumbled in his mind.

“Hey Vik.” she leaned back on her arms, breathing heavy.

“I am sorry…”

Cyra cut him off with a wave of a hand, “You don't have anything to be sorry about, you don't owe me anything, you are a grown ass man.”

Viktor was stuck not sure what to say, he took a few steps back as she got up and gathered her things.

“See ya later.” and just like that she was gone.

Viktor went back to the punching bag, confused about the interaction. On one hand she said he didn't need to be sorry, but she was clearly upset. Viktor didn't have a lot of experience with women, none as a matter of fact, at 25 he only been with one woman sexually, and that was after he won a fight, she was just a groupie The experience was short, a means to an end. Women were a distraction his father told him. Women came and went, glory was forever.

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Viktor was in the gym when they came, and he knew they would. It had been a week since Cyra and Kazi were taken, her brothers were used to talking to her everyday. The doorbell rang and Ivan got the door, telling him to keep going. They quickly fell back into old habits and Viktor didn't like it.

Her two brothers entered the gym with Ivan in the lead.

“Vik where is Cyra, her phone is going straight to voicemail?” the oldest of the two spoke first.

Viktor stopped and turned towards the men, not sure what to say. The oldest, Trey, was a military veteran, now working in private security and he looked like it. He was big, not as big as Viktor but enough so that it would be a fight.

“She left him.” Ivan said, lying.

“Bullshit, because if she did, she would have come to us.”

“Yeah what's up drago?” The younger brother, Malik asked. Like his sister he chose college over the military, getting a graduate degree in microbiology.

“She left me.” it pained him to say it, even if it wasn't true, because Cyra and Kazi were his world and he would never be able to function without them.

“Why?”

They were not backing down, whatever lie he told them, he knew they wouldn't believe it.

“Cheating, I was fucking a groupie.” he sighed, dropping his head.

“Where did she go?” Malik asked.

“She didn't tell me.”

“So let me get this straight, your wife and son leave you and the first thing you do is hop your ass on tv to talk about a fight?”

Trey, never one to shy from a fight, got right in Viktor's face, “You are lying and I swear if anything happens to my sister and nephew I will gut your big ass and your dad. If I don't hear from here in 24 hours I will be back.”

Ivan stood with his arms folded, “You threats mean nothing, she is an american woman, they come and go as they please.”

Trey turned to the older man, “You keep my sister name out your fucking mouth, you think I dont know about you bitch.” Trey lodges a wad of spit at the man's shoes, “I don't have any respect for you, if anything happens to my sister I will make sure you watch your son die slowly.”

They left, leaving the two Drago men together.

“This is all your fault the least you can do is not act like she isn't in danger.” Viktor started to walk away.

“Where are you going, get back to training.”

Viktor spit at his feet, adding to the pile already there.

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Cyra was sitting next to the door, listening as she could faintly hear the phone conversation between Andriy and Viktor. She longed to hear his voice in person. She moved away when she heard footsteps coming down the hallway. Kazi was thankfully sleeping, they let him out this morning to play.

“Come.” came a rough voice.

Cyra got up and followed the men to the kitchen, on the table was her phone, the call still in progress.

“Talk.” Andryi said.

“Hey babe.” she said.

“You and Kazi okay?”

“Yes. How are you vik?”

“Fine. They are going to let you call your brothers, they came looking for you today, I told them you left me, that I cheated, I need you to tell them the same thing.”

“Ok babe. I love you.”

“I love you too Cyra, tell Kazi tata miss and love him.”

The call ended.

“Now, you are going to tell your brothers exactly what I tell you, I don't think I need to make any threats, you already know what will happen.”

They called Trey first, he picked up on the second ring.

“Cyra?”

“Hey Trey.” she tried to make her voice light and airy, Trey could pick up on anything.

“Don't hey Trey me, what the hell is going on. Vik says you left him because he cheated, but you don't call or answer your phone for 5 days. I go by the house and Ivan is there, what in the hell is going on?”

“Sounds about right, he was fucking some girl, I found out, I took Kazi and left, I didnt know what to do. I felt like shit.”

“Nah man this shit aint adding up. Why would you feel like shit because he fucked up, why would you think you couldn't call me or Malik? Where is Kazi? I don't even hear him.”

“He is sleeping.”

“At 2:30? “

“Yes Trey Damm, I don't need the 3rd degree from you shit I got enough going on.”

‘Let me speak to Kazi.”

“He is sleeping Trey, I just said that.”

“I dont give a fuck Cy, something aint right, this shit dont sit well with me and I am starting to get agitated. I will out ya husband so fucking quick so dont play with me.”

Cyra looked around the room, it was clear Andriy didn't like being told what to do, he didn't like that Trey was running shit, but he nodded his head.

“Damm give me a moment.'' The phone was put on mute, she could hear Trey talking to himself about how something just wasn't right, how Viktor barely looked at other women, so how did he cheat.

They took her into the room, she gently woke Kazi.

“Uncle Trey wants to talk to you, Kazi please don't say anything about the bad people.” Cyra cringed at calling them bad people with them in the room.

She unmute the phone, “Kazi Uncle Trey wants to talk to you.”

“What up big man?”

“Hi uncle trey.” he sounded sleepy.

“Where are you at bud, we need to hangout.”

“I’m with Mama.”

“How was school?”

“Fine.” Cyra was coaching him to lie and she hated it.

“When is your next soccer match man, I need to come cheer you on.”

“I dont know.”

“Let me know okay bud, you have dinner?”

This was a trick question, it was barely 3pm.

“No, I had nuggets for lunch.”

“What is mama cooking for dinner?”

“I don't know, she doesn't cook.”

Fuck Cyra thought, taking the phone.

“Are you done Trey, I gotta go.”

“Aight Imma let you go but I need to hear from you tomorrow or in a day or so. Stop ghosting me, and Imma beat Viktor big ass just because.”

“Bye Trey.” she quickly hung up, handing them the phone.

“Come.” she was yanked off the bed and Kazi started crying.

Back in the kitchen she was made to sit.

“Now we have a problem, everything was fine. Why didn't you tell us you had brothers?”

“I just assumed you did your homework, plus you never asked.”

A hand was slapped on the table, making her jump.

“This isnt a game, if they fuck up what we have going I will not hesitate to kill you and your son and be back on the next play to the Ukraine.”

They pushed Cyra back into the room with her son, she found Kazi curled up on the side of the bed on the floor crying. They were all from Ukraine, did they know Viktor from before.

#Viktor Drago #viktor drago x cyra #viktor drago x black woman #smuttywriter #smutty writer #black writers #florian muneanu

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kunderdogs · 4 years ago

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KNK As Dads

Thank you to the anon who requested it! I know it’s kind of sloppy but I hope you like it! :)

I tried to keep them all the same length but it’s hard to tell lol

Jihun

When you tell him you’re pregnant, he will fall on the floor

SO DRAMATIC

“WE WERE SO CAREFUL? OMG MY MOM WILL BE SO HAPPY!”

Buys five yards of bubble wrap to “baby proof the house”

You have to explain to him that’s not how it goes

He’ll ready every parenting book like ever

“Did you know that babies have nails in the womb?!”

“Please...it’s three in the morning...Go to sleep, Jihun.”

So affectionate

Wants to cuddle with your belly all the time

“Sorry babe, you’re my number two now. She’s my number one love.”

As soon as his daughter is born, he’s bawling

Uncontrollably

The docs have to calm him down because they’re afraid he’ll start hyperventilating.

Will not let her leave his sight for the first few months

Will be soooo dramatic when she learns to walk though

Bouncing off the walls when she takes her first step

“BABE OH MY GOD DID YOU- DID YOU SEEEEEE HER?? SHE TOOK HER FIRST STEP. GET THE C A M E R A!”

Made her a college fund when she was 5 days old

“It’s never too soon to start saving for college.”

Hogs all the baby time

Wants to feed her

Refuses to let anyone except you and him hold her until she’s maybe four months

Calls the other members her “weird Uncles”

Proudly announces to everyone her first words were “Dada” even though you were pretty sure she burped

At nights, he’ll sleep in her nursery

He’ll grow out of that habit around when she enters school

As she gets older, he’s always supportive

Definitely wants her to try singing

Knows she’ll sound like an angel

Wants her to do whatever she wants in life

Wants a lot of kids because he loves to spend time with them

Literally she’s his princess

The type of dad to have tea parties just cause his daughter loved them

“Tea party? Only if I can wear the purple tiara this time.”

Glares at any little boy that shows an interest in her

“EXCUSE ME. Keep your hands to yourself, thankyouverymuch.”

“Dad, I’m twenty and this is my boyfriend.”

“boYFRIEND?! You’re grounded, young lady. No dating until you’re married.”

Seoham

Panic

“What- you’re-?! !!!!”

Faints when you tell him you’re pregnant

Once he comes to, he’ll start crying

Very emotional the entire pregnancy

Even more so than you are

Experiences pregnancy sympathy pains

Has morning sickness right with you

You’re spending the majority of the first trimester taking care of him

He’s always apologizing lmao

As you get bigger, he’s in awe

Cannot believe he’s going to be a dad

Will always look at you like you’re the most beautiful thing in the world

Tearfully tells you he loves you at random times

And then you cry too cause the damn hormones

The member to gush to his fans about your new baby

(on VLIVE) “If it’s a girl, what name should we give it? Tinkerbell always has good ideas and suggestions...Boy name suggestions too!”

Will try to get you to quit your job when you get to 7 months

Is so nervous for the delivery

Coaching and holding your hand the WHOLE TIME

He’ll be your voice to your doctors (we love a king)

Crying as soon as he sees your son’s full head of hair

“You did it, baby, oh wow. He’s so beautiful. You did so well, love. I love you so much.”

Is a mESS

“Mommmm~ He’s healthy T-T come as soon as you can.” Sobs

Glares at anyone who tries to take your son from your arms

Will 100% give the doctors a hard time if his son is crying for “too long”

As he gets older, Seoham is the perfect father.

Loving, caring, and stern when he needs to be

But he’s sooooo soft

Hates to discipline him but knows he needs the correction

The type of dad to watch with love in his eyes as his child is running around the yard.

Threatens the members not to show him any bad words/actions

Reads and sleeps with his son (even tho his long body cannot fit on the red car bed)

Cries at almost every milestone (walking, talking, eating solid food, first hair cut, first day of school)

“He’s just growing up so fast, babe. Soon, he’ll be married and having kids of his own. What am I going to do then?”

“Seoham, this is his third birthday party...Get it together, baby.”

Not going to push his child into anything but encourages him to find hobbies or sports his likes

If your son likes sports, he’s at every. single. event. Practice, games, any of it

Records all the games and when he goes to college, he’ll make a highlight reel

Inseong

When you tell him, you’re pregnant, he won’t believe you

Not to mean you’re a liar

But he just cannot grasp it rn

“Ha ha, very funny, babe. I know you’re on the pill.”

Once you hand him the pregnancy stick, he’s all

O_O “o-oh shit”

Needs to sit down cause he’s lightheaded

Doesn’t want to show you but he’s scared outta his mind rn

Smiles nervously

As time goes on and you start to show, it’ll finally become real to him

He’ll cry that night when you feel the baby moving and put his hand on your belly

Will hide all his worries and concerns from you and instead will ask the members

Eventually he’ll speak to you about how nervous he is but he reassures you he wants a baby with you

He’ll feel better after talking to you

Very gentle with you when you’re pregnant and will get you any cravings you need

Schedules regular massages for you so you’re comfortable

Literally has hearts in his eyes when he sees how big you get in the last trimester

Doesn’t care what gender your baby is, just wants it healthy

Soft smiles and kisses when the doctor hands you a chubby baby boy

He’s crying but trying to put on a strong front for you

Wants to be your strength but eventually breaks down when he takes a step back and sees how you look at your son in your arms

“The most beautiful view I’ve ever seen...”

Fully bawling when you ask him if he wants to hold his son

Won’t stop calling the child “my son”

Taking pictures and videos of everything

Soccer dad FOR SURE

Has snacks and juice ON DECK 24/7

Supports their kid no matter what though

Hates to be the one to discipline and will even leave when you’re scolding your son

Screaming at the top of his lungs when he learns anything new

“HE COUNTED TO 10 OH MY GOD HEEJUN DID YOU HEARRRR THAT”

Affectionate :))))

Will pout if his son doesn’t want to give him kisses when he leaves for work

Dongwon

So so so so happy

Smiling so wide when you surprise him with baby converse.

“You’re not joking? You’re really pregnant? We’re having a baby?”

“I’m going to be a dad?”

Literally so excited!!!!

He gets to have a family with the love of his life!!

Immediately tells all his family and friends once he gets the okay from your doctor

Plans a gender reveal party and is wearing a pink shirt because he wants a lil princess to spoil.

Wouldn’t mind a boy, but wants to experience the “daddy/daughter” bond

RUNNING UP AND DOWN YOUR STREET WHEN HE FINDS OUT YOU”RE HAVING TWIN GIRLS (like on maury)

!!!!!! You’re like 0-O “does this say TWINS?!”

Feels like he hit the jackpot

Kisses you all over, hugging you gently and when you pull back, you can see tears in his eyes.

“I love you. Thank you for giving me two babies.”

He’s very sappy the entire pregnancy

“How’s my girls doing? Need anything, mama? Come here, I’ll rub your feet, baby.”

Takes you on a baby moon to wherever you wanna go just to pamper you before you give birth

Anything you want, he will give you

You could tell him your phone speaker wasn’t working and he’ll go out and get you a whole new phone

Watches you with hearts in his eyes as you sleep

Unfortunately, you can’t give birth naturally due to labor taking too long so the doctors have to preform a c-section.

A mess of nerves and tension as he holds your hand in the operating room

When he hears two cries, he nearly collapses next to you in relief. “You did amazing, love.”

Crying as he watches the doctors put both little girls on your chest

He strokes one of the twins tiny head, lips trembling as she softly cries out

“I never thought my heart could beat outside of my body.”

100% the overprotective dad

Down to play any girly games for them

Brings them to sporting events against their will

N O BOYS E V E R !!!!

NO EXCEPTIONS!!!!

ok maybe if they’re knk fans

MAYBE

Heejun

Terrified at first

Heejun is young (my age lol) so I feel like he wouldn’t particularly want kids until he’s in his late twenties-early thirties

He warms up to the idea of a child quickly because he LOVES kids

ESPECIALLY if it’s his with the love of his life

Not one to keep it a secret

He’ll call everyone in his life and give them the news

lowkey wants a boy because he doesn’t know if he can relate to a girl

But honestly as long as the baby is healthy, he’s over the moon

When he does find out it’s a boy, he’s buying matching clothes for him and his son

Tells everyone “I’m having a son T-T”

Is usually composed during the pregnancy - wide smiles and cheerful expressions

Will get you anything you want, no questions asks

(He’ll complain to the boys that your cravings are weird as hell tho. Who eats cheetos with peanut butter and power-aid? Disgusting)

Won’t ever say anything negative because he wants his child to grow up in a positive environment

Refuses any help in building or assembling any of the baby furniture or toys

“I have to do this. I’m a dad now. Dads build things.”

Only cries when he’s able to hold his son, wrapped up tightly like a burrito in the hospital.

You’d be passed out on the bed with the nurses busy by you, and he’d just sit with your son in his arms, tears flowing freely with a smile on his face.

“Hey little one, I’m your daddy.”

IN LOVEEEEE

YOUR SON CAN DO NO WRONG TO HIM

He’s a precious angel, even when he turns two and terrorizes literally everyone and everything in your house

Wants only the best for your son so he’ll make food and turn into a chef pretty quickly.

Eventually when your son shows how picky he really is, Heejun will give in and give him chicken nuggets

Play fights with him all the time

You still don’t know which one broke the bathroom window and they refuse to tell on the other

Very proud of his son’s accomplishments and will praise him for every little thing he can

Bribes him with popsicles and ice cream to get him potty trained

It worked so you couldn’t say much lol

His kid is his ride or die

Nothing will ever get between him and his son

Wants your son to be better than he is - and will push him to do well in school, all the way up to college

When you have a daughter, him and your son are full on body guard mode

“Hands off the models.” He says to Inseong as the older one plays with your daughter.

“PRECIOUS CARGO COMING THRU.”

“Ten feet distance at all times, thank you.”

#knk #keunakeun #kim jihun #park seoham #jeong inseong #lee dongwon #oh heejun #knk reaction #knk scenario #kpop #kpop reaction #kpop scenario

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whereisten · 5 years ago

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Hero, Yuta, & Me

Summary: Your pet sitting job lands you at the doorstep of the magnetic Yuta Nakamoto, owner of the cutest Shiba Inu on the planet, Hero.

Multi-part Series: Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4

Part 3

Word Count: 3.2k words

Kaia, Joanna, and Taissa drove over to your house to pick you up and drive over to Jaehyun’s house. You went with a dark blue dress that hugged your curves nicely. Your heels could poke an eye out.

You arrived at Jaehyun’s Spanish villa style home. Jaehyun came from a wealthy family but because of his soccer career, his wealth multiplied tenfold. The house probably had sixteen bedrooms AND sixteen bathrooms. In order to enter to Jung estate, you and the girls had to give your names at the security gate. You raised your eyebrows at the opulence and exclusivity of it all.

Kaia parked her blue Corvette (which your dress oddly matched with) and the four of you walked through the impressive garden entrance. You knocked on the door and were greeted by a butler who reminded you very much of Alfred Pennyworth circa The Dark Knight era.

“Welcome to the Jung estate. Master Jung is expecting you. Please come in,” he said.

Of course, Jaehyun had a British butler.

“Locked Out of Heaven” by Bruno Mars was playing from some admittedly amazing speakers. You recognized a lot of your classmates. Doyoung and Johnny were in an intense round of pool. Youngjae was belting it out in the karaoke room. Senior dance captain Lisa was at the center of the dance floor. It was surreal seeing everyone again after so long.

You and the girls were served some of the most amazing frozen margaritas in existence. You clinked glasses and talked about everything and nothing for a while.

You noticed that the party playlist was a 2012 playlist, highlighting the year you graduated. “Thinkin’ About You” by Frank Ocean played as you found yourself worried about Jaehyun popping out at any second.

The beautiful song paused. Then, you heard someone clinking their glass.

At the top of the grand staircase was the ever extravagant and ever extra Jaehyun Jung.

“Hello everyone!” Jaehyun yelled to the partygoers. He was met with cheers and whoops.

He continued, “Thank you so much for coming out. I’ve missed each and every one of you since we graduated.” His eyes met yours then.

Taissa cleared her throat. “Yikes.”

“Enjoy the night! There’s plenty of booze and make all the noise you want!” Jaehyun proclaimed.

Everyone yelled then as the music changed to “I Love It” by Icona Pop. More people went to the dance floor, drinks in hand.

“You guys saw that, right?” You asked.

“Anyone who’s had two drinks or less did, Y/N,” Kaia answered.

“He’s coming this way, y’all!” Joanna whispered a little too loudly.

Jaehyun sauntered his way over to you. You felt a little smaller and you hated that.

“Hello ladies,” he said as he smiled his angelic smile.

You had to hand it to the boy. His smile was so benevolent.

The girls all muttered greetings while you said, “Hi.”

“Y/N, I’m really glad you came,” he said as he smiled.

You sighed. “Well, how could I turn down free drinks?”

He laughed. “I deserved that.”

“Among other things,” Joanna muttered.

Jaehyun acted like he hadn’t heard that. “Y/N, can I speak to you alone?”

You raised your eyebrows at that. “Sure.”

Jaehyun led you to the gorgeous gazebo in the backyard. Candles were lit all around it. Technicolor flowers and lights sprinkled all over the top. It was so beautiful you wanted to pull your camera out and take photos at every angle.

Jaehyun sat down at the bench and you sat down as well, keeping yourself three feet apart from him.

Jaehyun fiddled with his champagne flute when he started. “You look great, Y/N.”

You couldn’t help the blush. Curse your seventeen-year-old self that was rising to the surface.

You snapped out of it and met his default flirtatious gaze. “Let’s cut the crap. What did you need to say?”

At first, Jaehyun averted his gaze and stared down at his lap. But then out of respect for you, he gave you eye contact as he delivered, “I am so sorry.”

That was the first of many things you wanted him to say. He just needed to beat himself up a little more before you caved and forgave him.

“For what?” You prodded, teasing him and acting like you didn’t know what he was talking about.

Jaehyun continued, “For blowing you off at prom and being scum of the earth.”

“Oh! That,” you said as you rolled your eyes.

“I was a jerk. And you were right. I was a coward.”

“I like what I’m hearing, good sir,” you said as you downed the rest of your margarita.

“I owe you an explanation. Not that it’s an excuse but I need you to know what happened.”

Your ears perked up at that. You were interested. You thought it was because he didn’t deem you cool enough or some other bull. But deep down you always wondered if there was more to the story.

“I’m listening,” you said.

“Candice’s dad was my old soccer coach. Taught me everything I knew and helped me book deals and sponsorships. But he was manipulative and wanted more of a cut of my earnings than he was given. I got caught up with some drug dealings senior year and he threatened to out me if I didn’t increase his pay and take Candice to prom.” Jaehyun looked smaller then as he shrunk in shame.

“Drugs?” You were shocked.

“I was an idiot, Y/N. I got clean after graduation. Told my parents everything. They cut ties with Coach Lochlan because they had some dirt on him. I took the summer to go to rehab and kept training.”

“And Candice?” You added.

“Candice had no idea about the drugs or what her dad was up to. She was a family friend. She always thought we would end up together even if we fucked around. So when I asked her to go the night before prom, she thought it was because it was the real deal.”

“Oh,” you managed to say.

“And...I didn’t know how to tell you. I felt horrible. I knew if I called you, I wouldn’t have been able to do it. If I texted, I...just couldn’t do it.”

“So Facebook messenger?” You asked in disbelief.

“I know. It was stupid and selfish and everything else,” Jaehyun downed the rest of his champagne.

You both sat in silence for a minute. The partygoers came in and out of the house. The vibe of the party was euphoric and carefree. The bubble you and Jaehyun created was not.

“Y/N, you have to know I liked you a lot back then,” he said.

“I figured you didn’t find me repulsive when you asked me to prom,” you said. He really pulled out all the stops back then. He convinced the soccer team to help him perform a slightly tone-deaf version of “I Swear” by All-4-One. You remember crying from laughter that day.

“I am so sorry,” Jaehyun repeated.

“So how are you now?” You wondered aloud.

“What?” Jaehyun was confused.

“Are you clean? For real?” Even if you thought Jaehyun was an egomaniac and a coward, he was still a human being with feelings and a family and a future.

Jaehyun nodded fervently. “I’ve been clean since the summer after senior year. Soccer was my only focus after that.”

“Look, what you did to me was cruel and humiliating. But...now that you told me what happened...It’s still cruel and humiliating...What you went through was terrible and I hope you’re clean now. I don’t want you to get messed up with drugs. It’s not a life for anyone. So...I forgive you.”

Jaehyun’s smile came back full force. His prominent dimples were bigger than you’d ever seen them. “Really?”

You nodded. “It’s in the past now.”

Jaehyun said, “Y/N, thank you.”

You smiled. “I’m glad you told me the truth. It must not have been easy for you to say it.”

Which made you wonder.

“Wait a minute,” you said.

Jaehyun’s smile faded.

“Why are you telling me this? Won’t this get you in trouble?” Jaehyun’s drug use was never revealed to the public. You would’ve known. He was one of the biggest celebrities in the world so whether you liked it or not, his life was out there for you to always get updated on. Twitter, Facebook, Instagram, Snapchat, you name it.

“I was betting on you keeping it a secret.”

Well, that was a bombshell. “And what if I’m not the decent girl you remember?”

Jaehyun lifted an eyebrow at that. “You haven’t changed that much, Y/N.”

You asked, “What makes you say that?”

“I’ve kept up with you on Instagram and Twitter,” he blurted and turned away from you.

You coughed. “I’m sorry?”

“I’ve kept up with you on-“ He said as he avoided your stare.

“How? I would’ve blocked your ass,” you said.

“messi_214 was me. On Twitter.”

Curse you for accepting any and all follows on Twitter.

This meant he had seen everything. Your One Direction phase. Your very brief 5 Seconds of Summer phase. Your descent down the anime hole. Your rants about your family and your life. Your desperate longing to go to Barcelona and meet Messi. Your crude humor with your friends.

“Oh, no,” you said as you made yourself smaller. Trying to hide.

“You are hilarious,” Jaehyun said as he laughed at your reaction.

“Oh, God, why?!” You asked yourself, Jaehyun, and the big man upstairs.

“As for Instagram, Doyoung let me scroll through your feed whenever we met up.”

“Jaehyun, that’s a little creepy.”

“I would’ve messaged directly if you didn’t hate my guts so that was the next best thing.” He shrugged.

“You lurker,” you said as you shook your head. “Tell me you didn’t see everything.”

“Believe it or not, I have a life. I’ve been pretty busy...Mrs. Irwin.” So he did see everything, including your crush on drummer Ashton Irwin.

You smacked his arm. “Son of a!”

He laughed. “Y/N, the most vile thing you’d do is trash talk Real Madrid on Twitter. So...I trust you with my secret. But...I’m letting you decide. Say something or don’t, I’ll respect it and face the consequences.”

You weren’t going to expose Jaehyun. When he told you, you knew you would take his secret to the grave.

“I won’t say anything, doofus,” you said.

He perked up at “doofus”. “Y/N, thank you.”

“I do have one favor to ask you.”

“Anything,” he said eagerly, ready to buy you a car, a dozen handbags, and a plane trip to Fiji, if you asked.

You blew out a deep breath. “Don’t lurk anymore. Just follow me on Twitter and Instagram. As yourself. Not as messi_214 or as Doyoung. I won’t block you.”

“You promise?” His eyes were hopeful.

“I promise,” you replied.

Yuta was on his way to pick you up from the party. He was taking you to a late drive-in movie. Hero was coming along so you were even more ecstatic. You packed a change of clothes in Kaia’s car.

You and Jaehyun parted ways after your conversation. He surprised you by asking for your number but you didn’t think too much of it. He probably just wanted to commemorate your renewed friendship. It wasn’t like he was going to call tomorrow and ask to go play air hockey at the local arcade. So you gave your number to him. You thought he was just being nice. The next time you saw him would probably be at your high school’s ten year reunion.

Kaia walked you back to her car to unlock it for you. “So how did it go with Jaehyun? I’m dying here.”

You laughed. “He explained why he blew me off and...I saw things differently. His actions aren’t excusable. But...I forgave him.” You didn’t tell Kaia about the drug use but you told her everything else.

Kaia nodded. “I see. So this means he’s probably going to ask you out soon.”

You frowned. “What?”

“Y/N, he’s been keeping tabs on you for basically a decade. I hardly think it’s because he cares about your Stranger Things updates or your song recommendations,” Kaia grabbed some chapstick from her glove compartment as you grabbed your bag.

You shook your head. Jaehyun had moved on. He probably only liked you in the most innocent way in high school, too. He probably wouldn’t have asked you out again after that. Everyone had grown up and become different people. High school was long gone. He just wanted to make amends. And you did. “Kaia, no.”

Kaia sighed. “Y/N, he likes you.”

“Kaia, he does not.”

“I saw the way he looked at you.”

You were even more confused. “When?”

“When you two were talking outside. It was obvious. When you looked away from him, I saw it in his face. He looked like it physically ached him not to touch you.”

You laughed. “Kaia, you got all that from a look?”

Kaia rolled her eyes. “If stalking you on social media isn’t proof alone, you’re hopeless.”

You leaned onto her car and looked up at the night sky. They started fireworks in the backyard. “Even If he did, it wouldn’t mean anything.”

Because Yuta captivated you. And that was that.

Kaia got back to the party as you waited in front of the security gate for Yuta. A few minutes passed and he pulled up in his Challenger. You heard barking.

Yuta pulled down the passenger side window and gave a low whistle as he looked at you in your dress. “Have mercy.”

You laughed. “Hi, baby.”

Hero jumped from the backseat to the front to lick your chin from the window. “Hi, beebs! I missed you!”

“Hey! I’m waiting for my kiss,” Yuta whined.

You opened the passenger side door and were careful not to let Hero jump out. Hero moved to the backseat. You fastened your seatbelt and looked back at Yuta, who looked like an impatient kid.

“You have to put on your seatbelt to kiss me?” He asked.

It was funny. Regardless of a car moving or not, you automatically put on your seatbelt. You blushed, about to unfasten your seatbelt when he moved over and planted his lips on your mouth. He embraced you and you felt the warmth of his skin on your bare arms.

Your heartbeat was all over the place. You loved it when he took you by surprise. Yuta was a mischievous man who liked to mess with you and reward you all at once.

He tucked your side bangs behind your ear and just smiled at you in adoration. You looked stunning and he didn’t want to share you with anyone else.

“Let’s go,” he said.

“So I wasn’t the first soccer player to turn your brain into mush?” Yuta was annoyed.

You told him what you told Kaia about Jaehyun because you didn’t want to keep things from him and have it blow up in your face later.

“I’m afraid not, stud,” you said. You gave Yuta all kinds of cute nicknames.

“Pisses me off,” Yuta rolled his eyes as he muttered in Japanese. Hero was sleeping in the backseat. You were at the Galaxy Drive-In Theaters. The trailers were playing before Toy Story 4 would come on.

“Are you jealous?” You loved it.

“Damn straight. You know he’s into you, don’t you? I’ll kill him.” He aggressively grabbed a handful of popcorn and shoved it in his mouth.

“Yuta,” you laughed. “He is not.”

“Don’t deny it, Y/N. That pisses me off even more.”

Honestly? It wasn’t that much of a stretch. But so what? Jaehyun had a life of his own away from Miami. God knows how many women he was sleeping with. He wouldn’t pursue you. Did he think you were hot? Probably. But that wasn’t enough incentive for him to go out of his way and ask you out. You would become an afterthought to him.

Maybe he just wanted to ease up on some of the guilt he carried. His drug use was enough for him to look back on. Earning your forgiveness must have helped him feel a little better.

“Fine,” you said. “Maybe he does like me but who cares? I like someone else.”

Yuta eased up a little, ready to hear you sing his praises.

“Taeyong is number one in my heart,” you said. Taeyong Lee had been your celebrity crush since his debut single “Let’s Get It (feat. A$AP Rocky)” came out in 2018.

“I hate you,” Yuta pouted as you snatched the popcorn.

“I know,” you said. You absolutely relished in messing with him.

Toy Story 4 was way better than you anticipated it to be and you found yourself tearing up at the slightly unexpected ending. You had a feeling it would end the way it did but you still cried. Yuta had his arm around you and you leaned in closer to him, enjoying the scent of him.

“You big baby,” Yuta said as he sniffled. It seemed he also had a soul.

“Hypocrite,” you muttered.

He laughed as he kissed the crown of your head. “Let’s go home.”

“Okay,” you managed to say without your voice cracking. Your first night with Yuta.

You got back to his house in record time. Hero fell back asleep in the living room, which left you and Yuta in his kitchen.

Yuta could tell you were nervous. “I can make tea. Or do you want something else to drink?”

He was so kind and considerate it killed you. “Tea’s good. I’m actually hungry. Mind if I steal a scone?” Yuta made the best blueberry scones and oddly enough, they were your favorite pastry.

He smiled. Your love of food made you all the more adorable to him. He loved feeding you. “Not at all, sweets.”

Oh yeah, he also had all sorts of cute nicknames for you, too. You two were so nauseatingly sweet that anyone who came into your vicinity needed a filling.

Once you two ate some scones and drank his favorite green tea, you walked into his bedroom.

He picked you up and sat you on his bed. His eyes were the most intense you’d ever seen them. He had his hands on your shoulders and leaned down to kiss you. You fell back on the bed and he got on top of you.

He kissed your neck and moved his way down the valley between your breasts. He looked back up at you, waiting for an answer. You nodded.

The thing about Yuta is that even though he liked to tease you and lived to make you turn red, he wanted you to feel safe and protected. He made you feel like the most precious thing in the world. Like you were above Aphrodite. So when he made love to you that night for the first time, you knew that no one could ever make you feel this good.

Back at Jaehyun’s party, your friends were dancing and having the time of their lives. Jaehyun surprised everyone when he halted the music once again. He stood at the top of the staircase again.

“I’ve been dying to tell you guys this all night. I was just waiting for the final confirmation from my manager. I am moving back to Miami because I am joining the Inter Miami CF team!!!!!” Jaehyun yelled at the top of his lungs.

Joanna and Taissa looked at each other and said. “Shit.”

Jaehyun looked out into the crowd and looked for you. He was so busy mingling with everyone but hoped to run into you later on so he could ask you to come see him play. But you were nowhere to be seen.

Part 4 (Coming Soon)

A/N: Thank you so much for the love for this fluff. I really appreciate it! So yes, you are correct...Someone is gonna die next chapter or get a black eye. I don’t know. But it should be fun!

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smallerinfinities · 6 years ago

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Meet the Teacher

a/n: In which Shawn is an elementary school music teacher capturing hearts

Hellooooo! So, I haven’t written a fluff oneshot in God knows how long. @mendesftoakley inspired me yesterday morning though and I couldn’t get this out of my head. I might write a part two? I’m kind of obsessed with this idea of music teacher Shawn. It’s cute as fuck. Anyways, as always, let me know what you think! I love all of your feedback!

warnings: fluff shrapnel embedded in your heart forever from the 2.3k ovary explosion

“Mommy, we’re gonna play instruments!”

You smiled at your seven-year-old son in the backseat. He was practically vibrating with excitement. It was Meet the Teacher Night and you were finally meeting his favorite person—Mr. Mendes, his elementary school music teacher. Honestly, you kind of wanted to kill this illusive and illustrious Mr. Mendes because Julian wouldn’t shut up about him. In the last three weeks, he had started banging on every available surface in the apartment, saying things like “awesome, dude!” and “play with your heart,” and had asked for a guitar for Christmas no less than six times...in September.

“Mr. Mendes says that I have natural rhythm,” he said, nodding with such certainty that you thought he might actually know what that meant. “Did he? That’s great sweetie! You really like this teacher, huh?”

“He’s so cool. I think you’re really gonna like him.” Still nodding, he smiled at you in the rearview mirror, showing off his lack of front teeth. You were glad that he’d found something to love at his new school. You’d just moved here, crossing state lines, after a nasty breakup with his father. Thank God you never married him. It made things a lot easier for you, but for Julian, well, his father loved him and he loved his father. The separation had been rough, with only a few weekends here and there for them to reunite, so having something, someone, here that kept him grounded was good.

Pulling up to the school, you saw a sea of parents and groaned. Meet the Teacher also meant Meet the Parents and it was always a struggle for you as a young mother. You knew they judged you, knew they saw you as less than because you were twenty-five with a second grader. So, the Meet the Teachers and the PTA and the parent mixers and the soccer practices weren’t your favorite thing, but you endured them because Julian was your world.

So you let him drag you inside by the hand, silently kicking and screaming like the second grader you’re supposed to be raising. The middle-aged woman that greets you at the registration desk to pick up your class meeting schedule looks like a typical PTA President, the badge on her chest proudly displaying her title. She looked you up and down and sneers a little, mentally calculating how old you must have been when you had a child.

“Music is just down the hall and to the left,” she said with pursed lips.

Oh great, music first. Julian was pulling again, practically shaking with excitement. “Mommy, mommy, we have to hurry so I can pick my instrument! I want the big clapper hands!”

Letting go of his hand so he could run down the hall, you giggled to yourself at his excitement. You watched him skip and jump down the hall, rounding the corner in his little sneakers and his favorite Spider-Man t-shirt. He really was happy here and that’s all you could ask for during this difficult time in his life. Daydreaming about the new life you building here, so far away from everything your son had ever known, you rounded the corner and immediately ran face-first into a brick wall.

“Oh, excuse me!” the wall said. Why is the wall talking?

Turns out it wasn’t a wall. It was a very tall, very muscular man. He grasped your shoulders to steady you, forcing you to back up and lean your head back to look at him. Momentarily stunned by the image, your eyes blew wide and your mouth hung open. This was the most attractive man you’d ever laid eyes on. He was broad, shoulders in perfect proportion with his waist, with a square jaw and strong chin to match. His lips looked soft, shiny like they were recently coated with lip balm, and his hair, thick dark brown curls, hung into his face at the top, just a couple of ringlets reaching down to his eyebrow. After this quick inventory of his features, you locked eyes with him, his brown (or were they just a little bit green?) ones widening to mirror yours when he looked at you. He was still grasping your shoulders and you were still trying to remember how to breathe when a small, hip-height body crashed into your legs.

“Mommy! This is Mr. Mendes!”

Oh my God.

He cleared his throat, releasing your shoulders, and backed away from you, sticking out his hand to shake. You took it, trying not to think about how rough they were from playing guitar with the kids all day. Had anyone been watching the two of them, they probably would have noticed that the shake went on for just a beat too long before either of you let go.

“Hi. You’re Julian’s mom? He’s told me so much about you,” he nodded and suddenly everything was much clearer. He didn’t look more than twenty-three, must have been fresh out of college. No wonder Julian had been raving about him for weeks. He was just slightly younger than his father, and not unlike him in appearance. God, I have a type. But wait, he’s told me so much about you? You looked down at your son’s 500 kilowatt smile and wondered what he must have told him. It was your turn to clear your throat.

“Likewise, he won’t shut up about you at home,” you smiled and he dipped his head, blushing crimson.

Oh my God.

You had to get away from him, had to get out of this bubble that seemed to only hold the two of you so you could breathe again. Thankfully, another mother made an impatient sound behind you. His head snapped up and he shook it, raking a hand through his curls. You sidestepped him and headed toward the classroom door, but not before you caught a raspy, “it was nice to meet you.”

The noise inside the room was deafening. All the kids had taken spots at the front of the room and were choosing and using various percussion instruments. Julian had secured his big clapper hands and was chasing a little, blonde girl around the room while holding the hands above his head, vigorously shaking them. You took a seat on a plastic, multi-colored riser and watched the chaos, trying not to think about the scene (or was it a dream?) at the door.

It wasn’t long before all of the second-grade parents had filed in and Mr. Mendes closed the door behind him, picking up the acoustic guitar that leaned against the wall. He clapped his hands in a rhythmic pattern and all the movement at the front of the room stopped as the kids immediately repeated it back to him. His command of the room was impressive for a man who looked just old enough to not be considered a boy anymore.

“Hellooooo, parents! I’m Mr. Mendes, and I thought it might be a good idea to start off with a little show of what your kids have learned in just a few short weeks.” He strummed the guitar and the kids hummed back to him on pitch. The guitar strapped over a white polo with blue striped detailing and black skinny jeans screamed young Elvis, and that was the energy he exuded. The kids were mesmerized as he played, all of them concentrating at once on him but also on their own instruments. Julian bobbed his head along with his clapper beats while humming the tune his idol was playing. It was a magical moment, capturing even the parents.

By the end, the kids were humming in harmony, playing their instruments—everything from clappers to shakers to spoons—in rhythm, and some of them, unable to contain their energy, had gotten up to dance around. Strumming vigorously, the kids shook and banged their instruments in an uproarious finale that had the parents cheering and whistling their applause. Everyone, parent and child alike, had a smile on their face. Mr. Mendes, flushed with adrenaline, bowed with the kids, those errant curls flopping in his face again.

He caught your eye and blushed again. This man cannot be single. You smiled at him and he scrubbed the back of his neck, a little embarrassed. One of the mothers in front of you looked back at you, catching the moment, haughty judgment in her eye as she squeezed her balding husband’s hand. Rolling your eyes, you turned and waved at Julian, who came bounding over.

“Mommy, wasn’t I good?! I never lost the beat!” You beamed at him, setting him down in front of you and holding his hand while you both listened to the rest of Mr. Mendes’ presentation. He reviewed the classroom rules, the goals for the rest of the year, and passed out a calendar of performances and assemblies that parents were invited to. His most important point was to make sure the kids learned that all music is related and even though songs might sound different or have different words, the boundaries between them can be broken. Before it was time to move to the next class, to demonstrate this point, he invited the kids back up to the front of the room.

He sat in a chair with a pair of spoons and beat out a groove as the kids bounced around him. Counting off, “1...2...1,2,3 SING IT OUT!” one group of kids started singing Frère Jacques while another started with Row, Row, Row Your Boat. At first it was a mess, causing all the parents to laugh, but it settled into something interesting, the voices interweaving together, united by the spoon beat. Watching it all was mesmerizing, everyone was having so much fun. The school bell sounded above them and the kids groaned in the middle of their song. Mr. Mendes laughed and released them, sending Julian back to you, but you could tell all of the kids were hesitant. This music room was a gingerbread house full of little Hansels and Gretels, taken under this wizard’s spell.

They weren’t the only ones. You watched mother after mother walk out of the room and not one of them left without looking back over their shoulders. He was a little intoxicating. Before you left, Julian ran from you, catching Mr. Mendes at the legs.

“Thanks, Mr. Mendes! I’m happy you met my mom!” Mr. Mendes wrapped him in a hug and looked over Julian’s shoulder at you, gracing you with the widest, brightest smile, “the pleasure was mine.” You nodded, hiding half your smiling face in your hand, trying to control the impulse to cry seeing your son so happy, “come along, Jules. We have to get to your homeroom.” You held your hand out and he sprinted back to you, energized and ready to introduce you to the rest of his life.

The rest of Meet the Teacher passed by in a haze. You met Julian’s teacher, barely ingested information about math and reading, and had an art lesson that was infinitely less engaging than music. Julian introduced you to some of his friends and you met their parents, some were more tolerable than others, and you set up a weekend playdate with his closest friend, Alec. His mother was young too, not as young as you, but young enough to get the same sort of looks in class. It was refreshing and maybe, you thought, she could be your friend in all this.

Walking back out to the parking lot, most of the parents gone already, you felt light, excited for your son’s new life here that he seemed to be settling into. Julian was walking in circles, expelling all of his pent up energy from the night, when you heard your name called from the school door.

It was Mr. Mendes. You stopped dead in your tracks as he jogged over, waving at Jules, who had made his way to the playground near the car. He paused about five yards away, hesitating, looking at you like he hadn’t planned out what to do after this, like he’d run out here on a whim without a plan.

“Uhm, hi.” He dropped his eyes to the ground and swept his foot along the pavement. You giggled at him, slapping your hand against your mouth to hold it in, not wanting to scare him anymore than he already was. “Your class seems like a lot of fun, Mr. Mendes. Julian really loves it.”

“Oh, call me Shawn,” his eyes snapped to yours, clearly not wanting to just be Mr. Mendes right now, “and thank you, he’s a great kid.”

“Oh, okay, Shawn. Yeah, he is a great kid. He’s having a hard time right now being away from his dad. It’s what’s best for the both of us, but he doesn’t quite understand that just yet.” Your eyes widened, unsure of where all that honesty came from, unsure you wanted your son’s hot, young teacher to know your dirty laundry. But, he was blushing again, “yeah, he told me a little bit, kids, you know? They don’t quite know the difference between private and public yet.”

You made a mental note to educate your son on what you do and do not tell people you barely know, but your heart warmed to know that Julian was talking to someone, even if it was this someone. He was clearing his throat again, gearing up for something. You weren’t sure what you expected but it sure wasn’t what came out of his mouth.

“So, uhm, would you...can I…would it be okay...could I give you my number?”

Shall I continue, or nah?

#shawn mendes #shawn mendes imagine #shawn mendes fluff #shawn mendes fanfic #shawn mendes fanfiction #shawn peter raul mendes #my writing

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cocochannel00 · 6 years ago

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Harry with kids #2 Never home (part 1)

kids: Connor (17), Rebecca (15), Grayson and Riley (13), Victoria (10), Casey (5)

Let me know if you guys want a part 2! Also p.s I doubt Harry would ever neglect his family like this

"Mom we're home!" yelled Connor, your 17-year-old son, who had just gotten back from football practice.

"You think you could wash my uniform tonight? I've got a game tomorrow and it's starting to smell." Rebecca, your 15-year-old daughter, asked as she threw her soccer bag on the floor and pulled it out.

"You do know that the washing machine doesn't have a passcode on it and you don't need to be 18 or older to use it right, Becca." You say sarcastically.

"Fine I'll do it" she grumbles and starts reading the detergent boxes as you laugh at how clueless she looks.

While you were helping her set it up the twins, Grayson and Riley, ran off the bus and into the kitchen looking for food.

"Boys there are no snacks until you finish your homework and besides we're leaving to go see Connor's game in a couple of hours and you can eat there" you explain as your second youngest child, Victoria, who's 10, came grumbling into the house with her recorder in hand.

"What's wrong baby?" You ask as you picked her up from the ground and sit her on the stool.

"Dad never showed up to my concert at school today and he promised he would," she said on the verge of tears.

"I'm sure daddy feels very sorry that he missed it but you know daddy is really busy with the new album," you tell her as you hugged her tight.

"I wouldn't bank on dad's promises Vicca. He isn’t known to keep very them well" Connor explains grumbling as he walks in with his football padding.

"CONNOR!" You yell as you see tears come down Vicca's face.

"What mom you know it's true.... He's promised to come to my games and he hasn't shown up to one and it's the state championship tonight." Connor says while grabbing a water and heading out the door.

"Hopefully he manages to make it this time," you say with a bit of hope that your husband Harry will get his act together.

Afterward, you text Harry and tell him that he better make it to Connor's game and that Vicca was crying cause he didn't go to her concert. He texts back saying he'll be there but you are still skeptical that he will show up.

"We're leaving in a half hour for the game and I expect everyone to be ready to go!" You yell from the kitchen as you lay your head down on the cool countertop in order to try and relive the headache forming from the stress of having all your kids upset.

You go upstairs and walk into your youngest child's room. There you find your 5-year-old daughter Casey coloring a picture of what looks like a family.

"Look mommy, I drew a picture of our family. I'm gonna give it to daddy when he comes home" she says excitedly as she holds up the paper.

"It looks beautiful Casey now let's get you changed into your jersey," you say as you find Connor's jersey number sticking out of a pile of her clothes.

Once everyone was ready you head out with all your kids hoping that Harry would make it.

You all cheer loudly as the buzzer rings signaling the end of the game. You could not be more proud that your son had helped his team win a state title.

You and your kids ran to the field to go congratulate Connor on his win. As soon as he saw you guys he ran up to you and gave you the biggest hug that made your heart melt.

"I am so proud of you Connor you have no idea. I love you so much!" You say forcing yourself not to cry.

He chuckled a bit. "Thanks mom I love you too" he said.

Casey starts pulling on his pants and signaling for him to pick her up. Connor puts her on his shoulders and starts running around.

You being the mom that you take a picture of the two from the back as Casey's jersey had Connor's number on it.

"Dad never made it did he?" Connor asks you as you try and stop Grayson and Riley from beating each other up.

"I'm sorry baby he didn't come but I'm sure he is excited that you won" you state trying to bring the mood up again.

"Figures...." Mumbled Connor just quietly enough for only you to hear.

"Well let's go, I think I've had enough disappointment for one day" Becca says as she carries Casey to the car.

"I'll meet you guys at home, Josh is having a party at his house to celebrate and I'm going to swing by for a bit," he says.

"Please be safe and try to remember curfew this time," you say before kissing his cheek and walking to the car.

The ride home was silent and you could feel the tension build as you pulled into the driveway and Harry's car was there.

Everyone got out and as soon as Becca opened the door Casey launched herself towards Harry as the rest of your kids headed to go watch tv in the living room.

"Hi baby how are you today," he says to Casey as she giggles in his grasp.

You walk towards the medicine cabinet and grab the Advil from the shelf.

"What's wrong babe? Stressful day today" he asked while looking at you from across the room.

"Sure you could say that" you grumbled as you sat on a stool slightly mad at Harry.

"Casey go with Grayson and Riley and show them your picture," you told her as she ran out to go find them in the living room.

"Y/n, what wrong?" Harry asks as he comes behind you and wraps his arm around you. You shrug his arms off of you and walk to the otherwise of the counter.

"Do you know how upset Vicca came home today because her dad didn't go see her concert today, or how mad Becca was yesterday because you missed her soccer game because of album promo. Let's not even start on the look of disappointment Connor had when I told him you never made it Harry. He won states, Harry, states" you rant to him as anger started to boil in you.

"I'm sorry I missed all of that but you know how hard I’ve worked on this album. You know I have to work with the schedule Jeff gives me" he said trying to gain sympathy from you.

" I get that Harry but you can't keep blowing off your kids like this. It's not even this week, it's every week H! When was the last time you went to see one of Connor's games? When did you last talk about soccer recruitment with Becca? When was the last time you came home and had dinner with your kids Harry! That's my problem" you tell him.

"Don't you think I want to be here for all of that Y/n!" He yells at you. "I'm trying but it's not that easy to make my schedule revolve around games and dinners and every other thing that happens in this house!" He exclaims.

You look at him and hold back the tears that are threatening to spill over because of his statements.

"Maybe you should just leave if this family involves to much commitment. Correct me if I'm wrong but that's what you signed up for when you had 6 kids Harry" you say as you walk into the living room.

You hear Harry calling your name as you send your kids up to bed.

Casey runs up to Harry and hands him her drawing. Harry gives her a hug and asks her why not everyone was smiling.

"That's cause they are not happy because you broke your promise to them. Goodnight daddy!" she says as she runs back up the stairs.

You turn your back to Harry, afraid that if you look at him you'll break down.

Just then Connor walks into the living room. "Hey mom Josh gave me some cookies if you want-" he stops mid-sentence as he sees Harry.

"Your late for curfew Connor," Harry tells him while looking at his watch.

"Yeah well, I was celebrating my state title not like you would know since you've never come to a game" Connor replies back.

Harry began to get frustrated. "I'm sorry I couldn't make it but I'm very proud of you however that still doesn't excuse you for being late," Harry says as he tries to calm down.

"You don't get to discipline me because you're never here. Mom basically raised us on her own while you were off touring the world." He yells back through gritted teeth and clenched fists.

"I will not have you speak to me that way Connor Robin Styles," Harry says as he gets up in front of Connor.

"I'll say what I want because you are never home, therefore, have no power over me. You're a horrible father" Connor spits out.

"Boys tone it down you'll wake the rest of them up," you say trying to prevent a full-on screaming match.

"Not now Y/n," Harry says angrily.

"Don't talk to mom like that she's done nothing wrong. Your lucky you still have her cause if I was her I would leave your sorry ass in a heartbeat" Connor shouts back.

"Stop fighting!" Becca yells. "Dad you have no right to yell at us because you haven't raised us," she says from the bottom of the stairs while Vicca rushes down the stairs and hugs you as she cries.

"Are you and daddy going to get a divorce?" Vicca asks as Grayson and Riley come down with Casey in their arms.

You look at Harry as your own eyes starting to water. "No ones getting a divorce don't worry," Harry says quietly as he looks straight at you.

Casey runs into his arms as she has no idea what's happening.

You sniffle. "Alright guys it's over let's all head up to bed. Connor, can you please bring Casey up to her room when you go?" You ask and he nods.

"Ok come here and I'll give you a kiss before you go" you say as you give each child a kiss on the forehead before pulling Connor aside and giving him a hug.

"I'm so very proud of you and no matter what happens we will all always be proud of you. You have grown up well. Thank you" you tell him as he pulls you in for a tighter hug and you feel his tears on your shoulder.

"Thank you mama" he whispers before taking Casey upstairs with him.

"Y/n....." Harry says at a loss for words.

"H just drop it I think we've had enough arguments today. I'm going to bed" you say as you walk up the stairs to your room, leaving Harry alone.

You do your nightly routine and wipe away your tears as you get ready for bed but as soon as you get into bed you realized you forgot your phone downstairs.

You walk down and see Harry hunched over on the couch crying. It breaks your heart to see him like this no matter what happened in the last half hour. You walk over and sit next to him and slowly wrap your arms around him.

He grabs you and sits you down on his lap as he cries into your shoulder. "Shh... it's okay. You'll be okay" you whisper repeatedly in order to calm him down.

He sniffles a bit "Maybe they're right Y/n, maybe your better off without me" he says glumly.

You grab his chin and forced him to look you in the eye. "Harry Edward Styles I don't ever want to hear you say that ever again. I love you so much and could never live without. Please don't say that" you cry as he hugs you tighter and rubs your back.

"I'm sorry I've put you through this for so long Y/n and I'm sorry for being a horrible father to our children. They are the most important things in the world to me and I can't even raise them" he says.

"You're a great father H their just upset that you keep promising things you can't keep. You know they love you as much as I do right?" You ask as he looks at the drawing Casey drew.

"I guess but I don't know how to make up for all the times I've screwed up. Connor's games are over, the concert was today.... I don't know what to do" he says burying his face deeper into the crook of your neck.

"You can start by make breakfast in the morning. Then apologizing to Connor for tonight and go watch Becca's soccer game tomorrow. Tomorrow night we can have pizza for dinner and have Vicca and the twins give their own concert. If you give Casey a hug I'm sure she'll forgive you on the spot" you tell him as he chuckles at the last one.

"Ok, but how do I make it up to you?" He says looking up at you in a way that makes your heart clench.

You smile. "Make our kids happy and come to bed with me so we can get some sleep," you say as you begin to get up.

"Have I ever told you how much I love you" he asks while holding you close.

"Every day of the week, now come on" you tell him as he gives you a passionate kiss before you have the chance to move.

"Well, I love you so much Y/n. I don't know what I'd do without you" Harry said kissing you again.

You got into bed and cuddled up to Harry hoping to forget the argument for the night.

#9 #harry styles with kids #harry styles blurb #harry styles #harry styles imagine #harry styles preferences #harry styles fluff

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bitway-arts · 6 years ago

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its entobi day!!!! here is my contribution to today’s ship uwu a quick gay fic for the two good boys...

Tobitaka's gaze drifts from the wooden door down to the small, box that almost fit into the palm of his hand. It was neatly wrapped with decorated paper, a ribbon going around the edges and coming into a bow to keep it all in place. Most wouldn't think this was something he had done, it didn't suit the way he presented himself. But, this was all done by him- a box perfectly wrapped for no special occasion.

Dark eyes shot back up to the door and his hand squeezed the gift. He'd never grip it too hard to actually break or dent it, just enough to have a firm hold. And he knew the actual gift was safe behind the layers of paper, cushioned by the interior of the box. It would remain in there, laying perfectly still in darkness until the right person would free it.

And yet, he feared that this gift wasn't perfect for this right person- Endou. The moment his eyes had rested upon it, he truly believed that boy would like it. Seeing it had instantly reminded him of it. It suited that soccer loving dork. But after buying it, taking it home, and looking over it again…he began to have second thoughts. Endou wouldn't hate the gift, he's sure of that, but what if he disliked it?

Upon habit, he clicked his tongue. He was doing his best to try and not think of any ill outcomes and it seemed as if they had just returned. It was a nice gift, he thought. He had even consulted his friend, who agreed all the same.

"Suzume."

"Hm?" The other boy turns, eyes looking up to his former leader, still friend. His focus completely on him now.

"Can I ask your opinion on something?"

"Of course, Tobitaka-san!" He chirped.

Tobitaka hesitated for a moment, debating if he should start with a dropping the added -san to his name, but knew that wouldn't get him to drop his habit so easily. He holds back a sigh, hand gripping onto his latest purchase within his pocket. After a silent moment, he pulls it out, keeping it in his hand to show his old friend.

"Do you think…Endou might like this?"

It was a little embarrassing asking this. It sounded perfectly fine to ask early, to get a second opinion on this. He figures he should have gone to others on the team, those who had known their captain longer, but he wanted a true opinion.

Suzume tilts his head, curiously eyeing the little gift. His unwavering expression worries Tobitaka for a moment before the shorter male lets out a quick chuckle. He didn't know Endou that well, but knew the other wasn't a bad person. He'd done a lot for Tobitaka, at least thats what he gathered from the way he spoke of the soccer player.

"Don't worry. I think he'll love it. You should give it to him as a surprise."

"Hm. Thanks, Suzume."

A sigh escapes as his friend's words echo in his head. And he knows if he were around, he'd be cheering him on to get this done. The thought of it was surprisingly motivational. He'd give this gift to Endou, without a doubt.

With another breath taken in, he straightens his posture, and stuffs the gift into his pocket. His hand is kept around it, making sure it wouldn't be seen or fall out. He knocks on the door with his free hand, waiting for it to be opened. Before the sound of his heart beating against his chest can grow loud, he hears familiar voices from the other side. One is louder than the other, accompanied by footsteps racing to the door. He knows who this is.

"Hello- Tobitaka!" Endou smiles once his eyes meet with his.

"Hey," Tobitaka greets. "Sorry for dropping by suddenly. Is it okay if I come in?"

"Of course!" Endou replies, letting the door swing open so the other could enter his home. While he takes slow footsteps inside, Endou had dashed off to tell his mother who was at the door.

She peers out from the kitchen doorway, waving to her son's teammate. "Welcome, Tobitaka. Make yourself at home."

"Thank you," he replies with a slight bow of his head. A quiet apology for being here uninvited escapes afterwards but Endou reassures him that he's always welcomed here, no matter what. It makes him smile knowing that.

The living room was preoccupied by his father (who they gave a quick greeting to as they passed by), so Endou begins to usher him towards his room. As usual, Tobitaka follows behind, not wanting to completely make himself at home. He was still a guest here, even if he was a constant visitor to their household.

When they get to the boy's room, Endou goes to sit on his bed. He pats the space beside him, waiting for his friend to sit there. Tobitaka makes a slow treck to the bed and forces himself down. It always felt strange to be this close to him here, part of him telling himself that he should keep his distance even while he wanted to be closer.

"So, why'd you want to come over?" Endou asks, curiosity shining through him. "Did you want to go out and practice?"

He sees that hopeful glint in his eyes to the promise of playing his beloved sport. Maybe they will, later. It never hurt playing the sport. It was fun, even if it was just the two of them.

For now, he pushes that aside. They'll eventually fall to the topic of soccer once again. He had something else in mind.

"I have something for you."

His voice is lower than usual, thinks the the other is just barely able to hear it. He knows if he takes to long, Endou is going to voice a question. The longer he procrastinates, the more he feels like he should just leave, but it's far too late for that option. Without another word, he slips his hand out of his pocket, loosening his hold on the gift as he extends his hand out towards Endou, all while avoiding his gaze.

"Take it."

Endou looks to the small box. An excited, "what is it?" escapes as he takes the gift from his hand. After being amazed at it for a moment, he begins to pull apart the wrapping. The ribbon gives him the most trouble trying to undo it and eventually just starts to pull it apart. The paper is pulled off, tape not being able to hold it in place when met with his hands.

When Tobitaka looks over, he sees the mess of paper and ribbon on Endou's lap and his bed. He wouldn't have expected the other to try and neatly unwrap his gift. He would have gave a soft chuckle any other time. Now, he's only second away from opening his gift, the box now freed from its paper covering. He forces himself to look, to watch as the lid is pulled back and a gasp escapes from Endou.

"Tobitaka!" He shouts. "It's…so cool!"

That surprise look had easily melted into a smile. It was bright but had more warmth to it. Endou had pulled out a silver chain, letting it dangle from his grasp. At the end of it was a black and silver soccer ball charm with one of the black patterns shaped into a heart.

"Do you li-"

He's unable to finish his question, Endou already flinging himself onto Tobitaka. Arms had flown around his shoulders as he begins to squeeze the other male.

"I love it!" He answers with one of the happiest smiles he's ever seen on him. "I've never seen one like this before. Where'd you find it?"

"Just a shop on the way home…"

"Oh!" He seemed in awe by his answer. Endou releases the slightly blushing Tobitaka from his hug. He bounces back to his sitting position, fingers beginning to fiddle with the part of the chain that held it together. He was eager to start wearing it already, but just couldn't find a way to undo the chain. Tobitaka is forced to watch his struggle, knowing the other isn't going to give up.

"Let me help," he offers.

Endou hands the pendant back to him and he's completely amazed when Tobitaka gets it done on the first try. A quick, "it was nothing," is let out before asking Endou to turn around. He waits until the other boy does, then puts the pendant around his neck. He snaps it back into place and drops the chain, letting it rest around his neck.

"There."

"Thank you!"

Endou looks down, seeing the charm dangle from his neck. He taps a finger against it, making it sway to show that it wasn't going to fly off. A little giggle is let out, that smile never wearing thin.

"I'm never taking this off."

Tobitaka can't tell him he shouldn't. It's his now. But, he does hope that he doesn't wear it too much. Either way, he's glad this turned out well. He gave a sigh of relief. Seeing him this happy was enough to make his day instantly better.

"Hm. Oh! I should get you a matching one! I wonder if I'll be able to find one though…" Endou mutters, already thinking where he could go for one.

"It's fine, you don't have to," Tobitaka reassures, resisting trying to smile too much to the thought of him keeping to that. "That just made me think of you and I thought you should have it."

Endou stares at him for a moment, his smile seeming to soften for a moment. "I'm glad you got it for me. Thanks again, Tobitaka."

#fantext;#Inazuma Eleven #entobi #endou mamoru #tobitaka seiya #putting it in main tags bcuz important

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littlepryingpandorica · 7 years ago

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Project Rebuild Chapter 2

A.k.a. “Everything you need to know about the ninja without a single line of dialogue in 3 and ½ minutes.” References included.

EXT. NINJAGO HIGH SCHOOL – DAY

We fade in to see a shot of Master Wu from the back as he looks on to see a school campus. The song "Believer" by Imagine Dragons begins playing as an entirely wordless montage sequence of Master Wu recruiting the ninja occurs.

We see a close up of Master Wu in deep thought. We then go into his POV (point of view) shot as he looks at a sign on the right side that reads “NINJAGO HIGH SCHOOL.” The national emblem of Ninjago can also be seen. It is a rectangle with six dots inside, resembling a 3x2 Lego brick standing upright.

INT. SCHOOL GYM – DAY

Several teenage boys are playing a game of dodgeball. We see a close up of one of the boys with a confident look on his face. This is COLE, a young man with black tousled hair and long bangs. He has thick, black, bushy eyebrows that accentuate his expressions.

[Song: Believer by Imagine Dragons - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=is0qM0aAJqg ]

[First things first, I’ma say all the words inside my head] Cole throws a dodgeball at his fellow classmate so hard that the other student smashes through the wall of the gym, leaving behind a minifig-shaped hole. Cole sheepishly raises his hands as though to say “whoops”.

[I’m fired up and tired of the way that things have been, oh-ooh The way that things have been, oh-ooh] Everyone else is freaked out by Cole’s super strength and runs away from Cole. Saddened, Cole hangs his head down when he is left alone in the gym. Alone except for one person. Master Wu puts his hand on Cole’s shoulder and recruits Cole for his Secret Ninja Force. Cole looks up and smiles.

INT. SCHOOL SWIMMING POOL - DAY

Several students are swimming laps around the pool filled with actual non-Lego water. But one lone student can be seen meditating at the bottom of the pool. Close up on this boy. He is ZANE, an unusual young boy with a white crew cut.

[Second things second, don’t you tell me what you think that I could be] Suddenly, large spikes of non-Lego ice emanate from where Zane is sitting at the bottom of the pool. The ice spreads until it freezes the entire swimming pool with everyone in it. Zane opens his bright blue eyes and is shocked by what he has done.

[I’m the one at the sail, I’m the master of my sea, oh-ooh The master of my sea, oh-ooh] Cut to Zane out of the pool while school staff are trying to break the other swimmers out of the ice. Zane is frightened by the angry glares all the swimmers are giving him. Master Wu approaches Zane and puts his hand on Zane’s shoulder. Zane turns to Master Wu and sees Cole in the background nervously waving hi. Zane nods and Master Wu recruits Zane. Zane hugs Cole and Cole smiles gleefully.

INT. SCHOOL SCIENCE LAB. - DAY

At a science class, the students are busy working on their experiments. We focus on a freckled boy with messy, dark brown hair. This is JAY, a cautious but inventive individual.

[I was broken from a young age, taking my sulking to the masses] Jay works furiously on building a potato clock. Several quick shots of Jay taking various items including a non-Lego marble potato, non-Lego galvanized nails and some copper wire. As he takes each of these items, tiny sparks of electricity flow from his hands into the objects.

[Writing my poems for the few, that look to me, took to me, shook to me, feeling me] Beside Jay is the Lego clock he built. It is connected to the copper wire, connected to the potato. Jay inserts the galvanized nail into the potato and the Lego clock ends up shooting lightning everywhere. The bursts of lightning are synchronized with the beat of the lyrics.

[Singing from heartache from the pain, taking my message from the veins] Everyone in the science lab runs out. Master Wu looks under one of the tables and sees Jay, huddled by himself and scared.

[Speaking my lesson to the brain] Master Wu recruits Jay. Cole welcomes Jay to the team, patting him on the back.

HARD CUT TO EXT. SCHOOL SOCCER FIELD – NIGHT

Bright spotlights illuminate the soccer field as the students are playing a nighttime soccer match. We track an enthusiastic teenager as he rushes to kick the soccer ball into the goal. This is KAI, an impulsive young man with a scar running through his right eye. He has incredibly spiky, dark brown hair.

[Seeing the beauty through the...] As Kai runs, flames sprout from his back, resembling wings.

[Pain!] At "Pain!", we see a slow motion shot of Kai kicking the soccer ball, his fire wings fully extended. Flames emanate from his feet, setting the ball on fire.

[You made me a] Now set aflame, the ball hurtles into the goal, setting the goal on fire.

[You made me a believer] Kai stands triumphantly for a few moments while the crowd gasps. He doesn't realize he has accidentally set his clothes on fire, leaving him almost entirely naked.

[Believer!] We see from behind Kai, a visible shot of Kai’s Lego butt, which is basically just a regular set of Lego legs but entirely yellow. In the background, the crowd cringes and looks away.

[Pain!] Kai notices his lack of clothing just as the fire spreads to his underwear on his front. His fire wings dissolve into nothing.

[You break me down] Ashamed, Kai covers his nether regions and runs to the locker room, crying.

INT. SCHOOL LOCKER ROOM – NIGHT

[And build me up, believer] Kai is crying in the locker room. He looks up and sees Cole, who averts his eyes.

[Believer!] Without looking at Kai, Cole hands out spare clothes to Kai.

INT. SCHOOL HALLWAY – NIGHT

[Pain!] Kai comes out of the locker room wearing the new clothes.

[Oh let the bullets fly] Master Wu recruits Kai.

[Oh let them rain] A person walks by, obstructing our view. As the person leaves, the scene transitions to the same location during daytime.

INT. SCHOOL HALLWAY – DAY

Many students are walking around the hallway. Some are crowded around a bulletin board. On the board is a poster that says “Art Competition Finals”.

[My love, my life, my drive, it came from... Pain!] A teenage girl runs toward the bulletin board. She is NYA, the younger sister of Kai. She sports black wavy hair in a ponytail with long bands and has a small beauty mark on her face. As she runs, Nya tracks water with every step she takes. At “Pain!”, a student slips and falls on a puddle of water Nya left behind.

[You made me a, you made me a believer, believer] Unaware of the trail of water she leaves behind her, Nya is ecstatic at seeing the art competition poster, so much that globs of water manifest from her hands and the rest of her body. Other students begin to notice. Her power leaves her wet causing others to think she wet herself.

[Third things third, send a prayer to the ones up above] The students all laugh at Nya. Ashamed, she runs to the corner dead end of the hallway where no one can see her. She crouches down and starts crying.

[All the hate that you’ve heard has turned your spirit to a dove, oh-ooh] Nya looks up and sees Kai. Kai sits beside his sister and gives her an extra set of clothes.

[Your spirit up above, oh-ooh] Nya comes out of the girl’s bathroom wearing the new clothes and sees Master Wu and the other ninja. Master Wu recruits Nya.

EXT. FIELD – DAY

[I was choking in the crowd] We see the ninja training with Master Wu. They are all wearing black gi uniforms. Master Wu makes a striking motion.

[Building my rain up in the cloud] Cole strikes a regular non-Lego brick and breaks it in half.

EXT. SNOWY MOUNTAIN - DAY

[Falling like ashes to the ground] Zane leads the others through snow-covered terrain. The others fall down in time with the lyrics. Emphasis on Kai.

[Hoping my feelings, they would drown] Cole tries to pick up his teammates but he sinks into the snow himself. Zane goes back and helps everyone out.

EXT. MASTER WU’S OBSTACLE COURSE – DAY

We see the ninja before a complicated obstacle course consisting of several rotating contraptions and wooden dummies.

[But they never did, ever lived, ebbing and flowing, Inhibited, limited, till they broke open] Jay goes through the obstacle course and dodges every blow from the spinning contraptions and the wooden dummies. His movements are synchronized with the beat of the lyrics.

[And rained down] Cole cheers.

[And rained down, like] Kai enters the obstacle course. We sees Kai’s surprised face as the arm of a wooden dummy comes down on him.

[Pain!] We see from behind the wooden dummy as Kai smashes through its arm with a powerful fire kick.

[You made me a, you made me a believer] Kai goes literally right through the obstacle course and destroys every obstacle and dummy in the way. His movements are also synchronized with the beat of the lyrics.

[Believer!] All the ninja cheer.

[Pain!] Reaction shot of Master Wu as he is shocked that Kai demolished his expensive equipment.

INT. MASTER WU’S DOJO WAREHOUSE – DAY

[You break me down and build me up] We see a shot of Nya looking at various flat Lego tiles containing blueprints.

[Believer, believer!] Everyone cheers as Nya builds the SAMURAI X MECH.

[Pain!] Cole and Nya do a fist bump in the foreground. The shot is framed such that Jay is in the background in between Cole and Nya. Jay has a shocked face and he covers his mouth as they fist bump.

[Oh let the bullets fly] Cole notices Jay has a crush on Nya.

[Oh let them rain] Cole calls Jay over.

[My love, my life] Jay and Nya do a fist bump.

[My drive] Jay blushes.

[It came from… Pain! You made me a, you made me a believer, believer!] We see a panning shot of all the ninja lined up as they punch out their element one at a time. Cole leads and the others follow. Earth, Ice, Lightning, Fire, and Water. Master Wu looks on proudly in the corner.

INT. SCHOOL HALLWAY LOCKERS – DAY

We see a young boy with green eyes and blond hair. This is LLOYD GARMADON, the son of Lord Garmadon.

[Last things last, by the grace of the fire and the flame] Lloyd walks towards his locker and sees the word “Garma-dork” spray painted on it in black paint. He is bullied for being Garmadon's son. Lloyd’s green eyes turn red in anger and he pulls up his black hoodie to cover his face.

EXT. NINJAGO CITY STREETS – DAY

[You’re the face of the future, the blood in my veins. oh-ooh] Lloyd steals and vandalizes property. He runs out of a candy store with a wheelbarrow carrying a single piece of non-Lego candy.

[The blood in my veins, oh-ooh] Master Wu and the ninja confront Lloyd. All the ninja are scared of Lloyd except Cole. Master Wu places his hand on Lloyd’s shoulder and recruits him. Lloyd’s red eyes turn green and full of hope.

EXT. FIELD – DAY

Again, we see the ninja training with Master Wu, wearing their black gi uniforms.

[But they never did, ever lived] Master Wu repeats the same striking motion.

[Ebbing and flowing] Lloyd strikes a non-Lego cement hollow brick and breaks it in half. Surprised reaction shot of Cole who cannot believe his eyes.

EXT. SNOWY MOUNTAIN - DAY

[Inhibited, limited, till it broke open] Lloyd leads the others through snow-covered terrain but instead of everyone walking, all the other ninja are on snowboards attached to a thread rope. The rope is tied to Lloyd who runs at full speed like a sled dog, pulling all the other ninja along. Kai is having the most fun but the other ninja are just trying to hang on.

EXT. MASTER WU’S OBSTACLE COURSE – DAY

[And rained down, and rained down, like] Lloyd goes through obstacle course, dodges every blow and still destroys every obstacle after he has dodged it. All the ninja are amazed. Cole’s eyes are full of awe but also slight apprehension from being progressively outclassed by Lloyd with seemingly little effort.

[Pain!] Reaction shot of Master Wu with an “I just fixed that!” look on his face.

INT. MASTER WU’S DOJO WAREHOUSE – DAY

[You made me a, you made me a…] We see a shot of Lloyd looking at various flat Lego tiles containing blueprints.

[Believer, believer!] Everyone except Cole cheers as Lloyd builds all the mechs of the other ninja, the WATER STRIDER, the FIRE MECH, the LIGHTNING JET, the ICE TANK, and the QUAKE MECH. Cole is now more visibly bitter and cynical. His hair is now tied up in a man bun.

[Pain!] Cole quietly leaves the dojo as the others cheer Lloyd on.

[Oh let the bullets fly, oh let them rain] Cole runs back into the dojo, frightened. He points outside and gets the others’ attention. They all run outside.

EXT. OUTSIDE MASTER WU’S DOJO WAREHOUSE – DAY

[My love, my life, my drive] We see the GREEN DRAGON MECH that Lloyd built. Cole is frightened by it and cowers behind Zane.

[It came from… Pain!] Zane turns to Cole and makes robotic movements indicating that it is a robot, not a real dragon. Cole laughs sheepishly.

[You made me a, you made me a...] All the ninja put on their ninja hoods but now, instead of black, they are wearing different colors to match their elemental powers. Lloyd wears green to match his eyes. Cole is the only one who continues to wear black.

[Believer] Wide shot of all the ninja jumping in attack formation toward Garmadon and his forces. Secret Ninja Force on the left and Garmadon and his army on the right. The ninja all have their weapons drawn. Jay has a pair of nunchucks. Nya has a spear. Kai has a pair of twin katanas. Lloyd has a broadsword. Cole has a scythe. Zane has a pair of shuriken.

[Believer!] Epic slow motion shot of the Secret Ninja Force and Garmadon about to fight each other.

Fade out to black just before they make contact.

CHAPTER INDEX

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wishingforatypewriter · 7 years ago

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*cries* More of your Shokugeki Next?They all sound loveable

Thanks so much for taking an interest in my OCs!!! I do have a few more I haven’t mentioned yet.

119th Generation continued

Marui Yuna (Oldest daughter of Marui Zenji and Yoshino Yuki)

A short, dark haired girl with glasses

Generally shy and reserved and sweet

Extremely book smart (her favorite non-cooking related subject is classical literature, and she especially enjoys poems from the Heian period)

This girl is a hopeless romantic (she’s even worse than her mother in this regard)

She’s always cheering on her friends (especially Maria Aldini) in matters of the heart

Still won’t make a move on her own crush, Ibusaki Sousuke, though

She and her Culinary History RS are often pushed around by the powers that be (mainly the Elite Ten Council and Hayama Akane’s faction)

Frustrated that her friends (mostly Maria and Hojo Mizuki) are always fighting her battles for her

Feels really guilty because she thinks she’s the reason why Maria fell out with her cousin Isabella and the popular girls

Hojo Mizuki(Oldest daughter of Hojo Miyoko)

Like her mother before her, she is a BOSS who doesn’t take shit from anyone

Extremely athletic (plays soccer, rugby, and volleyball during her free time)

During the second year of middle school, Mimasaka Sumire approached her about joining the Hayama faction

She looked at her like…bitch please

You would have thought she was going to do the bidding of some pretentious spoiled brat

Has an epic ongoing rivalry with Isabella Mito-Aldini

They’ve gone head to head in over fifty shokugekis

Mizuki has only won a handful (but she’s still not gonna back down)

Along with Maria Aldini, she’s the backbone of the Polar Star Dorm (mostly b/c the guys in their year are kind of into Akane and Bella)

Mimasaka Sumire (Only daughter of Mimasaka Subaru)

An extremely feminine girl with long black hair, people are extremely shocked when they see her huge and scary father

Is part of the power trio (w/ Akane and Isabella) set on ruling the academy and climbing the ranks in the Elite Ten

Got matching track jackets and carefully embroidered their names onto them

Following in her dad’s footsteps, information is Sumire’s weapon

Has a file of every student chef worth a damn at the academy

Analyses the strengths and weaknesses of opponents in order to help her friends in their shokugekis

She’s kind of Akane’s secretary, but then again, she’s kind of not

When she’s not cooking or snooping around, Sumire enjoys sewing and watching dramas

She kind of dislikes (non-cooking) academics, but somewhat enjoys history classes

Mimasaka Sumire is the ONLY person Nakiri Erik does not tease because one day in their second year of middle school, she went up to him and whispered

…”Try me one more time, and I’m telling Akane you’re in love with her”

He did not test her

Ibusaki Sousuke (Oldest son of Ibusaki Shun and Sakaki Ryouko)

Very relaxed, cool, and charismatic like his mother

Considered good looking by a lot of his female classmates

Doesn’t exactly have a fan club because “…if you guys wanna hang, come inside. Don’t just hide in the bushes behind the dorm.”

Will have a conversation with anyone at any time (Shun is confused as to how his son ended up so sociable)

Like his best friend, Yukihira Raiden, he’s always up for a good time and likes trying new things

Always invited to all the parties because he has the liquor

Return of the Sakaki sake

He’s also legitimately running a microbrewery out of the Polar Star dorm (and eventually starts trying to distill his own vodka)

Much to his childhood friend Yuna’s frustration, he reallllly likes spending time with Isabella (especially after they start high school)

He thinks she’s crazy and cool, and her advanced wine palate makes her the perfect guinea pig for his sake

But it’s totally casual, though. Totally. He doesn’t get jealous at all when she entertains other guys. Nope. Not even a little bit.

His favorite non-cooking subject is music, and he moonlights as a DJ

Kawashima Utau (Urara’s daughter)

Announcer girl like her mom

At first she’s very annoyed that there are girls more popular than her in her class

At first she tries realllllllllly hard to join the Hayama faction

That did not go particularly well for Utau-chan

Then she challenged them (if you can’t join ‘em, beat ‘em)

Gets owned by Isabella in a shokugeki

Moves into the Polar Star during her third year of middle school, shortly after the epic Aldini vs Aldini shokugeki

Tries to convince Maria to try to become the academy’s next it-girl

“I mean, you have the bone structure for it. It would be a waste not to”

Maria is not impressed

Later settles on getting Maria to wear mascara and convincing Yuna to switch to contacts

More general headcanons

Akane (Hayama and Hisako’s daughter) has always been a very good visual artist (especially in terms of drawing and painting)

She almost went to a prestigious art school in London instead of studying at Totsuki

She plans to go to college for studio art after high school

She sketches the presentation of most of her dishes before she makes them

Erik (Alice and Ryo’s son) is absurdly good at math and science but entirely too lazy to do anything with it

If he wasn’t going to take over Nakiri International/open restaurants in the future he would have ended up an engineer or an architect

Sometimes Akane will push a sketchpad in front of him with some ridiculous asymmetrical sugar art or something and ask, “How do I make this stand up?”

She usually does this in the middle of the night when he’s sleeping

A lot of people think Isabella, Akane, and Sumire are really mean, but it’s all an elaborate act and they’re actually huge dorks

They actually studied mean girl trios in the media (the plastics, the unholy trinity, the Heathers etc.) in order to pull it off better

When Yukihira Raiden first visited Trattoria Aldini with his father, Maria pulled aside her cousin (who always got all the guys) and whispered, “Bella, you can have the rest, but this one’s mine, okay?”

#shokugeki no soma #food wars #polar star #ryoko x shun #marui x yuki #hojo miyoko #ocs

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oliver-dash · 7 years ago

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I was inspired to write a scene near the end of my novel at work today. I wanted to share.

And then, suddenly, it was Oliver that stood. There was a collective gasp, a soft murmur sent through the circle, Grace and Zelda simultaneously jumping to their feet to help steady him.

“Get off. Off. I’m fine.” He grumbled, a soft laugh in his voice. “I’ve been walkin’ for days. Off.”

They backed off but didn’t stray far, brows furrowed in nearly matching concern as he limped to the chair at the head of the group. Dr. Woods smiled softly at him, carefully sliding a leather guitar case over to him. I realized then that they had planned this.

And then Oliver began to speak in his soft, grumbling tone, the most I had ever heard him say. He told us that he was born to a mother who was fifteen and a father who was twenty-seven. He said they didn’t want a baby but his mother was scared to go to Hell because of her Catholic upbringing. He said she made this very clear to him. He said he didn’t remember much from his childhood. He remembered sleeping in a bare room on a mattress on the floor with a sheet. He remembered sneaking out of his room to grab scraps of food before sprinting back to his room because he’d get a beating if he was caught. He said he remembered the rotting wood of the front steps, the wallpaper peeling off the walls, the broken window in the back.

He most vividly remembered the physical, mental, verbal, and sexual abuse from the hands of his father.

“My mom was… is, I guess, an artist.” He supplied softly. “The house was full of her paintings and drawings and pottery. She came home one day with this… beautiful, and I mean that, beautiful vase she’d made. It was… yellow and blue and green and… I don’t know. I was eight. I was the most pretty damn thing I’d ever seen in this fuckin’ house that the sun didn’t even shine in. And I told her I thought it was pretty. And she smiled at me. And kissed my forehead. And then I woke up in the middle of the night and heard her car start up and she was gone. I still… don’t understand. I don’t know… I don’t know. I’m not gonna dwell on it. She had her chance to explain.”

A week after his mom left, his dad brought in this new woman who was heavily pregnant. She gave birth soon after to a little girl they named Catherine.

I exchanged a glance with Zelda at this. He’d never, not once, mentioned a little sister. Her expression made it clear to her that he hadn’t disclosed the information to her either.

“I hated her.” He said softly. “Because my dad and her mom loved her. They loved her so damn much. Baby talked her, hugged her, rocked her. She was quiet, hardly ever cried. And I hated her.” He took a deep, shaky breath before explaining how this woman, Catherine’s mother, hated him more than his own mother, how she’d hit him, throw things at him, lock him out of the house in the pouring rain.

“That’s how I found the church.” He shrugged. “It was storming and cold… This big building had all these people walking in so I snuck in with them and sat in the back. And I listened. I listened like they were telling me the damn meaning of life. I’d never been told about God and about Jesus, about Mary and Joseph.

“The collection plate came around and I started crying. I didn’t have anythin’ ta’ put in the plate and I thought they’d kick me out, that God and Jesus and Mary and Joseph would hate me for not being able to give them money. But there was literally nothin’ I could give them. I didn’t even have shoes.” He opened the guitar case with reverence, a sort of shine in his eyes. “The preacher came to me after the service and I told him why I was cryin’. I expected him to hit me or to yell at me – all adults did. But he got on his knees and hugged me and told me that God wanted my love, not my money, and that I had love in my heart. I asked him if God and Jesus loved me. He told me they loved me the most. And I went to church every Wednesday and every Sunday after that.”

He lifted the guitar strap over his shoulder.

“The preacher, Father Jacobs, is the one who taught me to play the guitar. He died when I was almost ten. Catherine’s mother died on my tenth birthday. She had pancreatic cancer. Father Jacobs was just… old. Very old.”

He gave a slow strum of the guitar, picking at the strings with expert movements.

“My dad disappeared. Was out every night, destroyed by the fact that she was dead. And one night, Cat, she was… right at two I think. She came up to me and tugged on my shirt.” He chuckled, clearing his throat, but the tears in his eyes were unmistakable. “She looked up and told me she was hungry. Called me bubby. And she had me wrapped around her finger from that moment on. I would have done anything for her. I found places that would pay me to mow grass or do small odd jobs just ta’ have a little money so she could eat. When I got older I worked three jobs to make sure she had food and clothes and could do dance and soccer and have a nice room and toys. I worked my ass off in football because I knew it was the only way I was going to go to college. I was damn good too. Set to be quarterback in my junior year.

“I… took beatin’s every night so he wouldn’t go in her room. Blamed it on fights. Everyone in town hated me because they thought I was just like my dad anyhow, so they believed it.

“I was fourteen and she was six when we found out that she had cancer.”

There was silence in the room at this point, not a word from anyone.

“Somethin’ in her lungs. She would… loose her breath and have seizures because she wasn’t getting enough oxygen to her brain. I got her medicine, made sure she took it, stopped eating so I could pay for chemo treatments. I worked at a diner and they would give me a meal there for free when they found out.

“She still played soccer and danced. She was the smartest kid in her class, had a high school reading level – I know, I went to the teacher-parent conferences.”

“But I was starting to… lose my grip. I couldn’t sleep, couldn’t keep down food. I was smoking five packs of cigarettes a day that I stole from the damn gas station, more if I could get my hands on it. I was failing out of my classes, got kicked off the team because of it. I was lashing out, gettin’ in fights… And then my dog died . Little hound dog pup I’d found abandoned when I was seven. Fat, lazy mongrel I named Scraps. My dad beat him next to death but didn’t kill him and… I had to put him down myself. And I… goddamn it, I fuckin’ loved that stupid dog. He’d run with me in the mornin’s for about five minutes before he’d collapse under a tree and whine until I fed him. And… after comin’ home to that, I … I kept havin’ nightmares that I’d come home and he’d have done the same to Cat. I knew I had to give her up, that I… I had to report my dad and let them take her in the system, maybe get emancipated myself.”

“I went to the police and reported him February 17.

“My sister died February 18.” These words were said so soft I almost didn’t hear them. “She had gotten so bad and… We didn’t have anymore of her medicine and… my dad had stolen all of my money. I had been runnin’ back and forth all day with her, tryin’ to get some. We gave it to her when the pharmacy tech gave in, but… but we waited too long and it was too bad. She died in my arms as I was drivin’ over a hundred to get to the ER. And I… completely lost my mind. I… tracked my dad down. Found him at a bar. Threw him to the ground, was gonna kill him. It was his fault. It is his fault she’s gone.

“But I couldn’t actually kill him. I realized what I was doin’ that if… if Cat knew what I was doin’ she’d… she’d a been so damn disappointed in me. And I couldn’t take that.”

Oliver said his dad stood as he stopped fighting, the bar cheering on the father trying to hit his own son, but it took Oliver too long to realize there was a knife in his hand. He turned to walk away, but his father stabbed Oliver in the stomach before he could. Oliver pushed him back in reflex, saying the pain wasn’t like anything he’d ever felt, even with the broken jaw and busted up hip. His father slipped, tripped over a stool, fell back, hit his head just right on the bar and stopped moving completely.

“I panicked after that. Ran. And then I blacked out. The next thing I remember is waking up in my truck somewhere in Tennessee, about an hour away from where I lived. And I just… didn’t stop. I kept runnin’. And I’ve been runnin’ ever since. But I don’t… I don’t want to anymore. I want to be better and… kinder. I want to be who my little sister… I want to be who Cat would have wanted me to be.”

He positioned his fingers on the strings.

“So now that I’ve told you my entire life story, I wanted to play my sister’s favorite song. She… always said it was about finding happiness when things seemed dark and… I don’t know. I feel like that… fits. I want to find happiness with who I am and who I can be and… stop runnin’ from the past and quit hidin’ my memories of my sister. I’ve dealt with the pain and the mournin’ and… and I ain’t never gonna forget the way it felt the night she died. There’s a part of me that’s always, every second of every day, gonna feel that pain deep in my bones. But…” He gave a teary chuckle. “I know this sounds stupid. But when I was in that coma… I was with her. And she was… healthy and happy and was still playin’ soccer and dancin’ and she was with my damn stupid dog and he was runnin’ and floppin’ over in the shade and… and she was with her momma who loved her so goddamn much. I was with them for a while. And we talked a lot. And she…” He closed his eyes then, clearly trying to keep himself together. “I think I was in heaven with them. And she forgave me, told me I had to forgive myself. And… when I woke up, I… I decided to try.

“I’m joinin’ the marines when I leave here. If my hip heals the way it’s supposed to, I’m joinin’ the marines. I’m done actin’ like a… scared and broken little kid, like a damn selfish brat. It’s time for me ta be someone that I can be proud of and to… learn to be a man, have some order and some discipline. I think… I’m ready to live now that I almost died.”

He began strumming them, softly, carefully, as if the guitar was precious and fragile. But his voice, soft and smooth, deep and melodic, echoing through the room was enough to send chills down my spine.

I had to look up the lyrics for this song on Dr. Woods’ computer, but I wanted to get them right. This moment was too perfect, too beautiful, and much too cathartic to get wrong.

“Why are there so many songs about rainbows

and what's on the other side

Rainbows are visions

But only illusions

And rainbows have nothing to hide

So we've been told

And some choose to believe it

I know they're wrong, wait and see

Someday we'll find it

The rainbow connection

The lovers, the dreamers, and me

“Who said that every wish

Would be heard and answered

When wished on the morning star

Somebody thought of that

And someone believed it

And look what it's done so far

What's so amazing

That keeps us stargazing

And what do we think we might see

Someday we'll find it

The rainbow connection

The lovers, the dreamers, and me

“All of us under its spell, we know that it's probably magic

Have you been half asleep?

And have you heard voices?

I've heard them calling my name

Is this the sweet sound

That called the young sailors?

The voice might be one in the same

I've heard it too many times to ignore it

It's something that I'm supposed to be

Someday we'll find it

The rainbow connection

The lovers, the dreamers and me"

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theherowrites · 8 years ago

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Hi! I'm that anon who asked for a summary ^^ thanks for replying and all the translations. I will read the manga but can you still give me the spoilers please?

Very well then, you have been warned!

Sorry for the late reply, it turns out I’m terrible at being concise. >> I tried cutting/shortening a lot of parts and it still turned out this long…

And since it got this long, I decided to only do as far as the end of Part 2 because that’s where Part 1 (the anime) and Part 2 form the most cohesive story. Parts 3-4 are more like further backstory but they’re not as strongly connected. If you’d like the summaries for Parts 3-4 too, please let me know.

This is assuming you left off right where the anime ended.

And goes without saying for everyone else, Senyuu spoilers!!!

Part 1

The anime left out a few characters near the end of the anime, but they’re pretty important to part 2. Mainly the introduction of two demons, August (the one who attacked Rudolf), and Neun September, a demon who looks like a young boy and has magic that allows him to manipulate people like puppets.

Part 2

A year after Ros disappeared, Alba, who’s been training the whole time, is traveling around with Ruki on the king’s orders to exterminate monsters, but really they’re looking for a way to save Ros. After saving another hero-soldier pair, they meet up with Alles and Hime and go back to the castle to make a report. Rudolf and Mii-chan go to meet up with Alba as well, and on the way bump into Foyfoy, who’s been working at the castle for the past year as a butler because the salary was better than being a hero.

Abruptly, Foyfoy slashes Rudolf and sets off an explosion, startling everyone in the castle. Hime-chan is the first one to find Foyfoy in the treasure room. She confesses her love in an attempt to stop him, and when that fails, tries to fight him in her armor, but loses in the end.

A day or so later, to cheer Hime-chan up, Alles organizes a soccer match. Ruki runs after a stray ball and bumps into Neun September, who’s here to kill her, but she’s saved by Samejima. In a flashback, it’s revealed what happened to Ruki’s parents, the second Rchimedes and her mother Honey. The Demon Lord castle was invaded by Dezember’s group, who wanted to revive the first Rchimedes. Rchi2 almost defeats them all but is tricked by Elf November, who transformed into Honey. Honey leaves Ruki, Honey leaves Ruki, telling her that she’s the new Demon Lord now, and attempts to seal everyone, herself and her husband included, with Creasion’s sealing magic. But Elf, having transformed into Rchi2 and using the power of the gates, allowed Dezember’s group to escape, bringing along Rchi2′s unconscious body in the process. What happened to Honey is unknown.

Back in the present, while everyone at the castle has now heard the commotion and Alba goes to find Ruki, Neun reveals that he’s been using Ruki’s father’s body as a puppet to carry out their (Dezember’s group) plans to revive the first Rchimedes. After a brief battle where Neun is almost defeated and we get a fake-out ending of Part 2 being over, one of Dezember’s cores shows up to rescue him. In a last ditch attempt, Neun uses Rchi2′s body to open up a huge gate, and Alba abruptly finds himself alone in a forest he doesn’t recognize.

Realizing just how far he’s been teleported by the number of cracked ribs he has, Alba wanders and bumps into a cow and an old man, who allow him to stay the night in Creasionland, a town called Originia which Alba realizes is Ros’s birthplace. It turns out the old man has a magic that allows him to show people dreams of the past, and he allows Alba to see Originia’s past.

In the dream, Alba witnesses the daily interactions of a boy who looks like Ros and is called Shii-tan by his brown-haired, blue-eyed best friend and his father. To Alba’s surprise, the brown-haired boy is the one referred to as Ros, and the father’s name is Rchimedes. Rchimedes asks the brown-haired boy and Ros (Alba’s Ros) to go on an errand to find something. Once they arrive, Rchimedes abruptly stabs the brown-haired boy and calls his son by his name, “Sion”, stating that they’ve helped him complete magic. Sion attempts to attack Rchimedes with a knife, but can’t bring himself to do it, and Rchimedes blows half his body to bits, then wanders off to destroy a village. Staring in horror at the scene, Alba wonders who “soldier Ros” and “Hero Creasion” really was. Meanwhile, the brown-haired boy wakes up, with a certain mark on his left arm.

The brown-haired boy feels magic flowing in him, and decides to use it. Cut to a scene of Sion waking up, confused as to what happened but with his body intact. There is a strange mark on his left arm. He hears an explosion and goes to it, to find his father’s body lifeless and his brown-haired friend who looks at him with red eyes and calls him “Sion” instead of Shii-tan. Sion realizes that his father has taken over his friend’s body and resolves to kill him, but Rchimedes reveals that his friend, Crea, is still alive. Stunned, Sion can only ask Rchimedes what he means, and Rchimedes tells him farewell.

Alba wakes up at the end of the dream, realizing the reason for which Ros couldn’t kill the Demon Lord a year ago. Ruki and Janua suddenly arrive in Originia, having been searching for Albal, and while Alba and Ruki are talking, Janua is suddenly proposed to by the cow. Samejima arrives, and after some stuff happens, there’s suddenly the Demon World’s Strongest tournament in which Janua will defend his honor or something. It’s just as random in the manga, don’t worry. Janua beats the cow, and Alba reflects on the many different types of magic he saw, wondering if there’s a magic that can take out people’s souls.

The scene suddenly cuts to Ros in the dimensional rift, at the same exact moment he was sealing Rchimedes and Elf interrupted him. After a brief battle, Ros is kicked out of the dimensional rift without his magic. Absolutely coincidentally, he’s near the tournament site. Meanwhile, Rchimedes and Elf have an exchange, which leads to Rchimedes being kicked out too.

Very long story short, Alba and Ros reunite, but since they’re in the Demon World, Alba is thrown in prison for being a hero. Ros and Ruki (and Janua) wander around and bump into Rchimedes. Meanwhile, Alba is rescued by Guilty Justice. There’s a battle, Dezember arrives, Alba and Guilty Justice show up, Rchimedes escapes, and Alba and Ros decide to go after Rchimedes.

Meanwhile, Hime-chan has found Teufel Diabolos, one of the castle’s laziest butlers, and is looking for Foyfoy. They find him bringing food for a demon named April who has promised to help his sister, who’s been in a coma. After a series of developments, Foyfoy’s sister is rescued and woken up and Teufel is revealed to have a magic that can take out people’s souls.

Alba, Ros, most the castle group, and some demons meet up to plan a final battle strategy to fight Rchimedes, except almost everyone is immediately defeated. Alba, having stayed behind in the first attack because he didn’t have a sword, finds one and easily takes down most of the demons, much to Ros’s surprise. But Rchimedes appears to suddenly burn him to ashes, enraging Ros and causing him to rush out. Rchimedes reveals that all he’s done is send Alba to the dimensional rift, and even he doesn’t know where.

In the dimensional rift, Alba happens to meet Ruki’s mother, Honey, who was trapped there ever since her sealing magic backfired. She shoves a magic container into Alba’s body, causing him to gain magic and be able to get them both out.

Alba rescues everyone and the plan to have Teufel remove Rchimedes’s soul from his body succeeds. Happy end. Ros buries his father’s soul.

Ros and the newly freed Crea decide to travel around the world, while Alba decides to stay behind since it’s his duty as a hero. (But he just ends up getting thrown in prison because he can’t control his new magic).

The stinger is Elf seemingly digging up Rchimedes’s soul and lighting it up.

Onwards to Part 3!

#Anonymous #ask #senyuu #senyuu spoilers #long post #senyuu reference #can you tell... i ran out of steam towards the end #but maybe that'll be more enjoyable for your future reading haha

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placetobenation · 7 years ago

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November 20, 2017

From the Toyota Center in Houston, TX

Your hosts are Michael Cole, Corey Graves, and Booker T

Stephanie McMahon starts off the live show as the announcers gloat about RAW beating Smackdown at the Survivor Series. Stephanie is also happy because RAW beat Smackdown at Survivor Series and his under siege tactic failed. Stephanie said while Shane learns to strike first in a fight, she learns to win. She also says GM Kurt Angle’s job is safe then welcomes out who she said won the match for RAW, Triple H. However, Kurt Angle comes out before Triple H can speak. Angle tells Triple H this is not the GM talking but rather the Olympic Gold Medalist and WWE Hall of Famer as he tells Triple H he’s coming for him. Stephanie reminds Angle that he’s talking to the COO of the WWE and to not jeopardize his career. Jason Jordan now comes out and talks trash to Triple H but Angle backs him down. Jordan then wants Angle to put him in a match against Triple H tonight but Stephanie says he does not have the authority to make that match. Jordan calls Triple H a coward so Triple H takes off his jacket as Stephanie tells Jordan he’s too naive to realize Triple H is not afraid of him or anyone else in the locker room but that brings out Braun Strowman. Braun stares down at Triple H as the crowd starts up a “yes” chant. Triple H eventually ducks out onto the apron then gets down when Braun approaches. They continue to stare at each other as the crowd gets on Triple H for being a coward. Stephanie then says since Jordan wants a fight and the crowd is “blood thirsty” we will have Jordan vs. Strowman. Angle then backs the two off inside the ring as we head to commercial.

The plus side is that they have a few directions to go here with Triple H versus either Angle or Strowman. However, the segment itself was way too overproduced and nothing felt authentic. Jordan going up against Strowman is happening and that’ll lead to more interactions between Jordan and Angle.

Finn Balor vs. Samoa Joe

Joe knocks down Balor then hammers away in the corner. Balor comes back with a dropkick then fires away until Joe runs him over. Joe works a nerve hold but heads up top where Balor knocks him off with an enziguiri before flying out with a tope con hilo just before the break. We return as Joe has Balor in a surfboard. He then takes Balor down with a kick to the face and covers for a two count. Joe goes back to the nerve hold but Balor breaks that up with a jawbreaker. Joe decks Balor but is hit with an upkick as both men are down. Joe eats boot on a charge then Balor starts to run wild. He tosses Joe outside and hits a baseball slide but Joe blocks the apron soccer kick and yanks him down. Joe rolls inside and wipes out Balor with a tope then rolls him inside. Joe hits an STO for a nearfall but Balor blocks an uranage then comes back with a sling blade. Joe sidesteps a dropkick and hits a senton for two then puts on the Coquina Clutch. Balor escapes and hits a double stomp then sends Joe into the corner with a shotgun dropkick. Balor heads up top for the Coup de Grace but Joe gets up and cuts him off before reapplying the Coquina Clutch as he makes Balor pass out and gets the win (12:03) ***.

Thoughts: The match started off slow but picked up after the break. I didn’t mind the finish that much since Balor passed out instead of submitting. However, Balor is someone that still gets some cheers but with how he has been presented lately they are happening less and less. More losses on TV are not going to help him out unless there is a heel turn in the works.

A video package of WWE fans purchasing tickets for WrestleMania.

Also, Roman Reigns will be the guest tonight on “Miz TV.”

Luke Gallows & Karl Anderson are backstage telling us about the WWEShop.com Black Friday Deals.

We get a still photo package on last night’s Brock Lesnar vs. AJ Styles match from Survivor Series.

Jordan runs into Angle backstage. Jordan said he only claimed to be 100% because he confronted Triple H. Angle is worried about cancelling the match but Jordan said if he is needed to compete then he will as he’s the only one who can beat Strowman and recalls Angle beating guys 70 lbs heavier than him in the NCAA. Jordan then said after the match Strowman will be telling horror stories about him then leaves Angle smiles proudly over his son’s winning attitude.

Asuka vs. Dana Brooke

This match was the result of what happened last week when Dana shoved Asuka away during her triple threat match to determine the 5th member of RAW’s Women’s team. Dana is in an insert promo blaming Asuka for taking away her opportunity and claims to have been studying Asuka’s matches on the WWE Network and has discovered “holes” in her game and says she will take away her undefeated streak. Asuka kicks Dana then they trade arm wringers until Asuka takes control. She takes Dana off of the apron with a hip attack then mocks Dana’s poses. Asuka continues to dominate Dana until she is cheap-shotted. Dana hammers away then pats her on the head and slaps her but Asuka unloads on her before a buzzsaw kick gets the win (2:34) *.

Thoughts: Watching Asuka destroy Dana was amusing as they are building her up as a force now. Dana I guess is back to being a heel but cut a wooden promo before the match and she really does not appear to have any sort of future with the company.

Miz TV is up next. The Miztourage are with him in the ring. Miz first tells Baron Corbin was relevant for one night but now he’s on to better things. Miz then introduces Roman Reigns, who doesn’t come out, then we get The Shield’s music as they enter through the crowd. Miz said he thought it was clear that just Reigns was the guest. Dean Ambrose & Seth Rollins said last night they proved to be the most dominant three-man team in WWE history and are unstoppable. Miz then mocks The Shield and wants a thank you but Reigns says there will never be a situation where they thank him but Miz claims to be the reason The Shield reunion tour started. He then gets the crowd to start a “Thank You, Miz” chant and wants a residual check from their new merchandise sales. The crowd still chants that Miz is awesome as The Shield laugh and say they’ve never heard that chanted before and he should thank the crowd. However, Miz refuses to thank the crowd then calls The Shield ungrateful. Reigns reminds Miz that he lost last night but Miz holds up the Intercontinental Title and says he’s the only champion in the ring. Ambrose & Rollins say they’ll be the Tag Team Champions soon enough but Reigns does not want to be left out. Rollins says Miz has a title and suggests Reigns take that as Reigns challenges Miz to a title match tonight. Bo Dallas shuts up the crowd and says you do not come out on Miz TV to challenge the champ and that you have to go through the Miztourage first. Ambrose jokes that they are so stupid to forget about going through the Miztourage first as Reigns decks Bo. Axel is standing there pointing at his neck brace while Miz flees then ends up getting hit with the Dirty Deeds. The Shield now surround Bo and pummel him as Miz watches from the stage as his colleague is hit with a triple powerbomb. The announcers now wonder whether or not Miz will accept their challenge.

Fun segment with a crowd that loved the Miz but at the same time did not hate The Shield. They have now set up a program for the Intercontinental Title between Miz and Reigns while Ambrose & Rollins will likely get another title shot against The Bar.

A replay from earlier tonight that lead to tonight’s Jordan vs. Strowman main event.

Charly Caruso is backstage with Braun Strowman. She asks him about his match against Jordan, who claims he’s not afraid. Strowman is happy because that makes him different than everyone else, including Triple H.

We now learn that Miz vs. Reigns for the Intercontinental Title will take place tonight.

Dean Ambrose w/ Seth Rollins vs. Sheamus w/ Cesaro

These two go back-and-forth to start. Ambrose ducks his head and gets kicked in the face then rebounds but his booted outside as we head to break. We return as Sheamus works a stretch muffler. Ambrose puls himself up but Sheamus powerbombs him for a nearfall. Sheamus works the arm now then hits a suplex for a two count. Ambrose floats over on a second suplex attempt then starts to fight back. Sheamus hits the post on a charge then Ambrose fires away. Ambrose takes a break as his arm hurts then eats boot on a charge. Sheamus heads up top but Ambrose knocks him off and out to the floor. Sheamus cuts off a tope but whiffs on the Brogue Kick as Ambrose clotheslines him outside. Ambrose flies out with a tope but is distracted as Cesaro attacks Rollins from behind and is rolled up for two. Ambrose rolls up Sheamus and heads up top but Cesaro cuts him off then Sheamus gets up and hits a rolling senton for a nearfall. Sheamus sets up for the Brogue Kick but Rollins runs in and takes out Cesaro with a tope. Sheamus then tries for the kick but misses and Ambrose puts him away with the Dirty Deeds (12:28) ***1/4.

Thoughts: An enjoyable match with a hot crowd. The finish was fun as Ambrose & Rollins got a small amount of revenge for when they lost the Tag Team titles two weeks ago. With the win, a rematch is inevitable. One of the better singles matches Ambrose has had this year.

Matt Hardy is in the locker room with Jordan, who asks him for pointers on facing Strowman. Hardy says of all the biggest men the WWE has had to offer, Strowman is the biggest and baddest and said its a humbling experience to face him in the ring. Hardy said the most important lesson of all that he learned tonight is that sometimes, its just not your night. He then pats Jordan on the shoulder before leaving.

Alexa Bliss heads out to the ring. We are then shown a WWE.com exclusive from last night with Alexa upset over losing as Becky Lynch & Charlotte were walking in the background taking selfies. Alexa talks about the posts on social media patronizing her as she wants us to save that pity of someone else. She talks about only having five days to prepare and taking her to the limit and said Charlotte won out of luck. She then says no woman on the planet can hold a candle to her but is interrupted by Mickie James, who wants to know if the crowd is tired of the hearing the same excuses from “Biscuit Butt.” Bayley comes out next and says she agrees with Alexa in that 2017 is her year. However, Bayley said the year is not over and she’s different than the person she beat but Alexa laughs her off. Sasha Banks is out next and says RAW needs a “Legit Boss” instead of the others in the ring. Alicia Fox is out next and says the boss of the RAW’s women team should have that opportunity. Alexa calls her “Captain Delusional” and says this has been a waste of time and they do not deserve a championship opportunity and leaves. However, Angle comes out to say she will be facing the winner of the Fatal Four Way match of the four women in the ring. Another segment where Alexa makes the rest of the RAW Women look like clowns. I like Alexa as a talent and character but she just kills any babyface she feuds with. And, having random multi-person matches to crown a #1 contender is really becoming tiresome.

Mickie James vs. Bayley vs. Sasha Banks vs. Alicia Fox

This match started during the break. We see Mickie and Alicia out on the floor then Bayley rolls up Sasha for two. Mickie breaks up Bayley’s cover then the women trade off until we are left with Mickie and Sasha, who both end up colliding. However, Paige’s music hits and she comes out to the shock of everyone. Paige plays up to the crowd on the ramp before asking the crowd if they missed her as that draws a “yes” chant. Paige then apologizes for interrupting then said she has one thing to say and that is she’s back. She tells the crowd to make more noise then said she did not come alone. Paige walks to the ring but Sonya Deville and Mandy Rose run in to attack from behind. The crowd chants “NXT” as Sasha tries to fight them off but fails. Bayley comes in and goes after Rose but Paige kicks her down then we see Fox run backstage. They lay out the others and get mostly cheers.

Thoughts: This was all about setting up Paige’s return as she is back with two alum from the 2015 Tough Enough class, the season where she was a judge. The crowd dug Paige and the sneak attack was pulled off well and a genuine surprise. A really good segment to shake up a stagnant RAW Women’s Division.

Renee Young is backstage to approach Paige, Deville, and Rose. She asks them to explain what happened as Paige is about to speak but Alexa interrupts. She congratulates them for giving Sasha and Bayley what they deserved. Renee leaves as Paige introduces her new friends to Alexa then Alexa says “nice to meet you” but they do not respond as Paige boots her and they all beat Alexa down. Paige’s return has came off great tonight.

Braun Strowman vs. Jason Jordan

Jordan slaps Strowman then bails then re-enters. He avoids a charge then picks Strowman up and tries to drive him into the corner but his back gives out. Strowman overpowers Jordan, who rolls out and clutches his knee but that allows Kane to run in from behind and attack Strowman for the DQ (1:46). Kane starts beating on Strowman with a chair then puts it against his throat and rams it against the steps. Strowman struggles to breath then starts wheezing as a few officials help him up the ramp.

Thoughts: The Kane/Strowman feud continues, even though the crowd did not seem to care. It also did not help matters any that they had to follow Paige’s return.

Enzo Amore comes out to the ramp with the ‘Zo Train (Drew Gulak, Ariya Daivari, Tony Nese, and Noam Dar). He tells us about still beating the Cruiserweight Champion as Gulak is the lead cheerleader for him. Enzo babbles on then tells us about Thanksgiving and goes to the members of the ‘Zo Train to say how well they are doing. Gulak gets a chance to speak and says his infrastructure has grown by exactly 23% since joining the ‘Zo Train but get interrupted by Rich Swann, Cedric Alexander, Akira Tozawa, and Mustafa Ali. Cedric tells Enzo they’re not here to join him but rather for an opportunity at the Cruiserweight Championship but are willing to earn it unlike his gang of “suck-ups.” Enzo accuses him of being poisoned by Kalisto and that you either get on board or out of his way so Swann challenges him to do it himself because without his boys, he’s nothing but a catchphrase and a t-shirt. A brawl breaks out next as Enzo slips out and starts laughing then we head to break. Enzo’s promo was bad and went on for too long as all this accomplished was making the rests of the Cruiserweights look like losers.

Drew Gulak & Ariya Daivari & Noam Dar & Tony Nese w/ Enzo Amore vs. Rich Swann & Cedric Alexander & Mustafa Ali & Akira Tozawa

Angle made this match official during the break. We are joined to see Gulak grounding Swann with a side headlock. Swann escapes then dropkicks Gulak after an Irish whip sequence. Enzo helps Gulak outside then has the other ‘Zo Train members behind to stare down Swann, whose teammates run behind them. Enzo heads into the ring and Swann goes after him but Gulak cuts him off with a high knee for a two count. The ‘Zo Train neutralize Swann until Dar misses a corner splash then Swann fights everyone off before tagging out. Ali runs wild then Tozawa comes in and wakes the crowd up with his chants before flying out with a tope onto Gulak. Ali makes a blind tag then puts Dar away with the inverted 450 splash (4:18) *.

Thoughts: A nothing match that revolved around Enzo being on the outside. They still need a new #1 contender to feud with Enzo since Kalisto is apparently out of the picture. Crowd was dead for both Cruiserweight segments.

Clips of Kane’s attack on Strowman.

Renee is backstage near the trainer’s room when Angle interrupts. He said that Strowman left the building and refused treatment. Angle then goes in to check on Jordan but Miz comes in pissed that he has to defend the Intercontinental Title against Reigns. Angle does not have time for that but Miz says he is hurt and not going anywhere then Angle yells at him to leave. Jordan said that Hardy was right as Strowman is a monster about men while Angle tells Jordan he did not let him down. This storyline is getting so bad its for the best if dropped immediately and there is no mention of it ever again.

Elias is in the ring. He plays the guitar briefly and says its the sound of success, something none of us can relate with then sings his song about the Survivor Series. The crowd chants for the Astros but Elias yells for them to shut up and said the season is over. He sings about beating Matt Hardy, who is lost without his brother, but Hardy comes out and they start fighting in the ring. Hardy’s arm is all taped up. Looks like these two will be feuding and I’m fine with that.

WWE Intercontinental Title Match: Miz (c) vs. Roman Reigns

Miz bails when the bell rings and stalls outside of the ring. Reigns chases him back inside and takes him down with an uppercut. Miz fights back but Reigns fights him off and deadlifts him with a powerbomb for a two count then we head to break. Back from commercial and both men are down. Reigns then hammers away in the corner with support from the crowd. He takes Miz down with a boot to the face then follows him outside but is hit with a DDT on the floor. Miz rolls inside as the ref counts but Reigns is just able to beat the ten count. Miz hits another DDT and that gets two. Miz uses a chinlock then hits a neckbreaker for a two count. Reigns tries to fight back but misses a clothesline and gets hit with a pair of corner dropkicks. Miz charges again and Reigns gets him on his shoulders but Miz escapes and rolls up Reigns for two. Miz misses a charge in the corner but fights off Reigns before hitting the It Kicks. Reigns is able to catch Miz with a Samoan Drop for two as both men are down. Reigns sets up for the Superman Punch but Miz almost catches him with the Skull Crushing Finale. Miz kicks Reigns in the face for two then connects with a corner clothesline as Booker says tonight is the best Miz has ever looked. Miz comes off of the top but Reigns drills him with the Superman Punch for a nearfall. Reigns sets up for the spear but The Bar run out for the distraction and Miz hits the Skull Crushing Finale but Reigns kicks out. Ambrose & Rollins run out and beat down The Bar then Reigns is able to catch Miz with a spear for the win and the Intercontinental Championship (16:26) ***1/2.

Thoughts: Really good match and a nice way to end the show. They sold Reigns as a Triple Crown champion since he previously held the World and United States Titles. The end was fantastic and Miz looked strong in defeat.

Final Thoughts: There was some good stuff here but the show really dragged in the third hour prior to the main event. The way Paige returned was great and gives the Women’s Division and much needed jolt in the arm. However, the Angle/Jordan stuff is still awful and letting Strowman feud with Kane has made for really dull TV and cools off Strowman as a result. Without another RAW PPV in 2017 it appears they’ll close out the year building towards their Royal Rumble plans.

#IFTTT #Place to Be Nation

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