#super junior fake texs

[ben-the-hyena]

With that during my hiatus I also binge watched Tex Avery clips again and came to a realization (or rather a solution for having my headcanons not too jarring or OOC) for my oldest guilty ship. Red and Wolfie DO love each other (well initially they didn't) but they came to a point it is a love-hate relationship, they both love each other but can't date too long and will end up be insufferable for each other, break up, try to see other people to move on or make the other jealous (usually he loves redheads like the Rurual riding hood, she other dogs like Droopy) then miss each other and return to each other and rinse and repeat. Not very healthy but it works for them. Also remember guys, he has a son in Tom and Jerry Kids, Stinkt Jr, maybe to him she is the cool stepmom he wishes he would return with, 2000's Tom and Jerry movies showed she is sweet with children. That's also from the moment it went from just lust to more complicated feelings he started to become less wild and became much classier than he is errupting in lust only rarely. He used to be a Big Bad Wolf dressed in rags (who lived with his country cousind I will HC, turned around his life after he made some business or something and moved to the city in which he had great cars and clothes but was still the same wild and rude wolf, met Stinky Jr's mom but it didn't go super well, tried to move on from that by doubling down being a sexist, then met Ret, just being a horny jerk about her, it became an obsession because she was the first not to want him, so a mix of frustration and need with actual nascent feelings made him truly adopt the fancier ways of the city and be a better more present dad, and he went from McWolf to Slick Wolf as he is referred to in recent media and like he is in the Little Rural Riding Hood short, in which he is unsensitive seeing Red perform because "tsk, moved on" yet he can't help but be here etc

Yes too long and chaotic of an HC I know

This had all sprang back in my head because

IN THE SECOND MOST RECENT TOM AND JERRY CARTOONS HE APPEARS ALONG THE OTHER AVERY WOLVES AND ARE ALL COUSINS AAAA

[justtextmeoppa]

❝ Are you ready, Omega? ❞   Part 6

Plot: Heechul ABO universe (Alpha, Beta, Omega)

Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5

Pairing: Heechul x Reader

Words count: 2,2k+

Genre: Drama and angst

For anon I hope you like it 

                         AWESOME POSTER MADE BY ILLI HYUNG!

‘What are you doing here?’ Heechul asked, Kyunghoon barged his way into the apartment.

‘Swanky place you got here, Chul,’ He let out a long whistle, walking backwards and bumping into you, ‘Oh sorry….ahhh hi?’

‘H-hi.’ You said softly, looking down at the floor and clutching the notes tightly in your hands.

Kyunghoon turned to face Heechul, ‘Who is this?’

‘None of your business,’ Heechul hissed, ‘Now why are you here?’

Min Kyunghoon, as you know, was Kim Heechul’s first lover and boyfriend. The business man had been head over heels with the younger. Kyunghoon was a year younger then Heechul and had attended the same institutes as he and Leeteuk. Much like Heechul, the younger was an alpha as well. You gulped hard when a mischievous smile came across Kyunghoon’s face when he spotted the money in your hands and hair wet with clothing bunched in your arms.

‘Ahhhh…’ He said with a grin, ‘I must say, never pinned you down as a ‘house call’ type of guy, Chullie.’

‘House call?’ Heechul repeated with a hoist of his left brow.

‘She is a prostitute, no?’ The dark brown haired male gestured to you.

‘Don’t call her that!’ Heechul snapped, getting between you and his former lover.

Kyunghoon snapped his fingers, ‘Then she is your girlfriend?’ Heechul gave no response, , ‘Since when did you start fucking woman anyway?’

Heechul turned on his heels and grabbed you by the shoulders to make sure you were okay before stating, ‘Leave, the car is waiting downstairs for you with Zhoumi.’

‘B-but He-’

‘Just go!’

With that, you walked out the front door and closed it behind you as Kyunghoon let out a deep chuckle, ‘Same old Chullie.’

You walked down the hallway and stopped halfway, looking back towards Heechul’s apartment. You contemplated running back to see if he was okay, because by the looks of it, that other man was getting under Heechul’s skin. Thinking, you just walked to the elevator and went down to the car. This wasn’t your battle to fight, right? Come to think of it, you didn’t even know if this was a fight. You didn’t know who that man was, maybe a brother? Arriving in the foyer you suddenly realized you knew absolutely nothing about Kim Heechul. The man that was the father of the baby that now grew in your belly. Sighing, you walked out the front door towards the sleek black car.

‘Yes I know we were meant to have dinner tonight but something came up!’ Zhoumi whined into the phone, ‘You know I can’t help it. Heechul is my friend at the end of the day…yes yes and my boss.’ The Chinamen sighed before seeing you and smiling, ‘Listen I have to go. I will meet you at your place, okay Kyu?’

With that he hung up, ‘Boyfriend troubles?’

‘Don’t even know if you can call it by that term,’ Zhoumi chuckled, opening the door for you to get into the passenger seat, ‘Rough night?’

‘Ahhh well something like that.’ You bit down on your lower lip.

Zhoumi started the engine and drove towards your apartment, ‘You do know that I know that Heechul has you on standby with regards to sex, right?’

‘I-I do,’ You stuttered, ‘Thank you for the clothing by the way.’

‘I hope they fit, I didn’t have much to go on other then the file that Leeteuk submitted to Heechul when looking for his omega.’ Zhoumi explained, taking a sharp left.

The drive home was fairly silent other then the soft music that was coming out of the radio. It was a melodic tune by a Korean boy group that you couldn’t quite remember the name off. They just seemed to have so many members these days that you would have a better chance of learning the books of the bible by heart then their names. Zhoumi tapped his finger on the staring-wheel as he drove through the streets of Seoul. You would sneak a few side glances at him, appreciating his features and how handsome he really was. But also over the fact that he was Heechul’s friend first and foremost, so maybe he knew the rude gentleman from earlier.

‘Everything alright, Y/N?’ Zhoumi asked, ‘You have been oddly quiet the entire drive.’

‘No no, just thinking about earlier.’

‘What about it?’

‘Something happened. Some man arrived at Heechul’s apartment as I was getting ready to leave, did you manage to see him?’

‘I’m afraid not, I was on the phone with Kyuhyun while I was waiting. Do you perhaps remember his name or what he looks like? He might have been one of the partners in the company. They tend to pop by sometimes.’

You sat in the seat thinking hard as Zhoumi raced through the streets, ‘Ahhh his name was ummm…Kyu…no wait. Ahhh it was Kyunghee….or Kyunghae?…. Got it!’ You clicked your fingers, ‘It was Kyunghoon!’ At that moment the car stopped abruptly, you falling forward but getting caught by the seatbelt, ‘Zhoumi, are you okay?’

‘Kyunghoon? That was the man’s name?’ Zhoumi asked, turning to look at you.

‘Yeah, ahhh I didn’t hear his surname though.’ You explained, ‘Who is this man, Zhoumi?’

‘I-I need to get you home, sorry.’ With that, Zhoumi raced down the streets and arrived at your apartment.

He didn’t allow for you to ask any questions because your mind wasn’t allowing you to formulate one. Dropping you off, he gas peddled down the road with the red break lights vanishing in the distance. Meanwhile Heechul stood in his apartment, arms crossed and eyeing his ex lover walking around his apartment as if he owned it. Heechul snarled very lowly as he heard Kyunghoon marvel at little details that brought back memories from the past. Memories that he remembered sharing with the younger and saying what he wanted when he became successful in the later years.

‘I must say,’ Hoon stepped down from the last stair, ‘You really got quite the place here, babe.’

‘Don’t call me that!’ Heechul snapped as the younger approached him.

‘Why not?’ Kyunghoon questioned, running the back of his index finger down Heechul’s cheek, ‘You used to love me calling you that. If memory served right, it was all you ever wanted me to call you, Heechul.’

‘Yeah well times have changed,’ Heechul pushed the younger way, ‘Why are you here, Kyunghoon?’

‘Am I not allowed to just pop in and say hello?’

‘Not out of the blue and unannounced.’

‘Pish, you aren’t the Queen, Heechul.’ Kyunghoon made his way to the open planned lounge and made himself comfortable, ‘But I must admit, I am sorry for cutting into your sex time.’

‘Well you have said your hello’s, now leave!’ Heechul pointed at the front door, ‘I am mighty tired and I have a meeting with Jungsu tomorrow.’

‘Wow that girl must have really tired you out,’ Kyunghoon then patted the space next to him, ‘Come on, take a seat and let’s catch up babe. Matter of fact, that is why I am actually here.’

‘Excuse me?’ Heechul asked with a raised brow.

‘Jungsu never told you?’ Kyunghoon responded, ‘The old duck phoned me the other day and said you were doing bad. Said it would be nice if I popped in and maybe spoke to you. He was on about this ‘heat’ issue? The bastard said you haven’t had sex since leaving me an-’

‘I never left you, you left me.’ Heechul cut, snarling at him.

Kyunghoon got to his feet, walking towards the elder and grabbing him by the waist, ‘That’s all in the past, water under the bridge.’ Heechul tried to struggle from the bigger males hold, ‘But you seem to be doing okay on the sex front, but maybe I can be worth your while…’

By then Heechul could feel Kyunghoon’s hot breath on his neck and suddenly all the old memories came crashing back. Heechul had known he was gay from a young age. He never once doubted it and came out in high school. His mother accepted it, but his father didn’t. Mr Kim would beat Heechul telling him he was going through a stage and should stop with this nonsense. Mrs Kim would spend nights holding her crying son and telling him it was going to be all okay. Since that, Heechul never once expressed his sexuality. Leeteuk was the only person that accepted him and hadn’t been as street smart on the whole ‘gay’ knowledge.

Heechul felt alone at that point until Kyunghoon ventured into his life. The younger was a music student and was openly gay. He had met Heechul one day in the music block when the elder was bashing away at the drums to release some stress. Kyunghoon remembered standing at the door way and admiring the way Heechul’s body moved to the beats that he was creating. The elder wore no shirt and his body glistened with sweat as his hair was plastered to his head. Beating to the end, he panted as his head shot up from the sudden sound of clapping. That is how Kim Heechul met Min Kyunghoon.

‘You are very talented,’ Kyunghoon still stood against the doorway, ‘How long have you been playing?’

‘Long enough.’ Heechul grabbed a water bottle and gulped down the liquid before grabbing a sweat towel, ‘How long have you been standing there?’

‘Even longer,’ Kyunghoon teased, ‘I am Min Kyunghoon. I am a music major here but I have never seen you.’

‘Because I am a business major.’ Heechul dissmissed, grabbing his t-shirt and throwing to over his shoulder, ‘It was nice meeting you, Min Kyunghoon.’

Heechul walked passed but was stopped by the other who was holding his upper arm, ‘You have some nasty bruises, are you on the soccer team as well?’

‘I wish,’ Heechul scoffed, ‘Got them from my old man.’

‘Abusive?’

‘Don’t even wanna know the half of it.’

Kyunghoon let out a soft chuckle, ‘You are funny drummer boy. Come on, my dorm isn’t far from here. I have some ointment that will help reduce the pain and bruising.’

‘Why are you so nice to me?’ Heechul asked, ‘You don’t even know me.’

‘Because you look fragile and I wanna help you, drummer boy.’ Kyunghoon flashed a smile.

‘The names Kim Heechul.’

‘I prefer Drummer boy.’

That day Kim Heechul had met the person that helped him explore the meanings of love and intimacy. The two had quickly become accustomed to each other, that Heechul didn’t find the prospects of love as disgusting as before. But to be fair, his judgment was faced on the experiences he had witness with Leeteuek and Sora. Kyunghoon was Heechul’s first in everything. Boyfriend, sex and even heartbreak. Heechul could feel Kyunghoon’s lips on his neck and it all felt so familiar… so safe. It was home to him until realization had him coming to his senses and pushing the younger away.

‘Get out!’ He shouted, pointing at the door.

‘Fair enough,’ Kyunghoon backed away, hands up in defense, ‘I will leave but take up my offer. I am pretty sure I am a better fuck then that girl.’

‘You were nothing but a worthless fuck in my life Min Kyunghoon!’ Heechul shoved him out of the house, ‘And that girl is worth more to me then you would ever account for!’

The door slammed in the younger’s face and Heechul felt himself trembling. He tried to walk to the bedroom but his body was stiff. It was in shock and a little taken a back from what had just transpired in his home. Mustering the small amount of strength he could find, he managed to get himself to his bedroom and grab his phone. The screen lit up and he noticed multiple calls from Zhoumi as well as text messages. The elder figured it was just him saying that he had dropped you off at home safely. Ignoring his receptionist, he hit speed dial on his phone and waited for the person to pick up.

‘Chul… do you have any idea what time it is?’ The person’s voice groggy on the other line.

‘I’m going to fucking kill you PARK JUNGSU!’

[renaroo]

Double Time (23/24)

Disclaimer: Red vs Blue and related characters are the property of Rooster Teeth. Warnings: Language, Canon-typical violence Pairings: Tuckington, Chex Rating: T Synopsis: [Hero Time Sequel] After the events of Hero Time, the city and Blood Gulch are prepared for the true return of superheroes in a big way. But while Washington is attempting to adjust to a new relationship and a new living arrangement, the call of new heroes and a new mayor mean major changes for his professional life as well as his personal one. How will the balance of values fare when his new partners come to test everything he’s made of.

A/N: Only one chapter left!! This one’s a touch short, though in my defense last week’s chapter was a monster to make up for it a bit. But this is it! Next week will be the end of yet another part of this series and I’m just filled with so many emotions knowing that! Thank you all for joining me on this ridiculous, hilarious journey together. 

And special thanks to @analiarvb, @thatgothamguy, @cobaltqueen, @icefrozenover, Yin, @notatroll7, Enmuse, @a-taller-tale, and @secretlystephaniebrown for the feedback and support!

Official Business

Out of the many, many things Washington expected to wake up to, humming from a woman was not one of them.

Things were fuzzy at first, his eyes felt sore like they had swollen past his sockets. And he finally felt the tug of bandages and casts. But there was a warmth and security beyond it all that made him want to wake up more. Made him want to see what the source of the humming could have been.

And even already being met with the unexpected, Washington managed to find a way to be surprised. Opening his eyes completely, adjusting for the bright light, Wash found himself laying in a cot of a very sterile looking room. And, to the biggest surprise of all, he found himself completely surrounded. 

To his right, Tucker sat in a chair, completely asleep with Junior sprawled across his lap. The Reds were strewn across the left side of the room, half out of costume and most sprawled out on the floor. The teenagers were patched up mildly, laying in a heap across one another behind Tucker and Junior’s chair. And sitting on the windowsill, back to back, a powered down Church and a snoring Tex leaned against each other with Caboose at their feet. 

In truth, Washington was more stunned by the sight than anything else. Through his haze and shock, there was something warm and intangible overcoming him at the sight. 

He moved to sit up, get an even better look at the room and start at least the process of getting bearings together when the soft hum he had awakened to immediately stopped. Wash tried to come his neck toward the origin of it but before he could quite manage it with the crick in his neck, a gust of wind met his face.

Blinking, Washington sat completely up, fully awake.

And for his troubles, Wash was met with the sound of clicking heels in the adjacent hall picking up speed on the way to his room. Then another gust of wind hit Wash’s face, but that time it ended with a familiar redhead standing at the side of his bed Tucker and Junior weren’t on.

“See, I told you I’d get you as soon as he was awake,” Carolina said very matter of factly. 

The clicking heels brought to the doorway Doctor Grey -- the eccentric woman from before with healing powers. “I never doubted your vigilance, dear,” Grey said kindly. She was also speaking in what must have counted as hushed tones because she saved most of the bombast she had introduced herself to Wash with before. And in the process, didn’t wake most of the company surrounding Washington. 

Most of the company having also been those with Wash at the tower. 

Eyes widening, Wash looked around to make a quick head count. “The explosion! Did everyone make it out okay?”

“My, aren’t we the genuine article!” Grey said in a soft laugh. “So much immediate concern for others. You hardly see such theatrics anymore.”

That, of course, answered no concerns of Wash’s so he looked to Carolina instead. 

“It all worked,” she assured him. “Your ridiculous plan to pull together all your resources on truly ridiculous people somehow managed to save the day, the city, democracy, and everyone’s lives at once,” Carolina crossed her arms and smirked at him. “I’ll be honest, I’m genuinely impressed by all of it. And by you.”

Smirking some of his own, Wash achingly rubbed the back of his neck. “It helps when you’re lucky enough in your life to meet amazing people.”

“All of which would just be pieces of a puzzle no one else could’ve seen the answer to without your guidance and leadership,” Carolina assured him. She shook her head fondly. “Where’d you learn to pull people together like that?”

For a moment, pride swelled in his chest. But for Wash it didn’t last long, not when he remembered just where he learned that amazing, wondrous trait from.

Looking over his shoulder toward Tucker, Washington tok a deep breath, the smile on his face small and genuine.

“I learned it from my boyfriend,” he said so saccharine that there wasn’t any need for Carolina to let out the disgusted noise that she did anyway. Wash was aware of the type of sap that he was.

“Tomorrow can you do something about that too?” Carolina asked the doctor. “His blood sugar is off the charts with all the corn syrup he’s been gargling.”

“I believe it’s beautiful, but yes, I will heal him of all physical ailments in the morning,” Grey assured them both.

Washington paused then looked toward Grey, eyebrows furrowed. “You have powers to heal people right?”

“That is correct, Mister Washington,” Grey responded delightfully.

“Then couldn’t you just heal me now?” Wash asked, looking over himself, covered in bandages and left wrist in a cast.

“Oh, silly, then you’ll never learn to stop putting yourself in front of explosions!” Grey laughed.

“Is that ethical?” Wash asked, amazed and put off by the answer.

“Ha, oh, Mister Washington, you are rather humorous for a repeat patient,” Doctor Grey laughed, turning to head out the door. “I look forward to the many, many times we’re sure to see each other in your continuing adventures!”

Watching after the doctor, Wash couldn’t help but blink a few times. He then glanced toward Carolina. “I’ll be frank with you, she’s kind of terrifying.”

“I like it,” Carolina said firmly. She shifted her weight and looked down, her mouth working itself into a thoughtful frown. “Wash,” she said softly.

“Yeah?” he asked in return.

“I… Well. I don’t know how to say this but…” she looked toward him, her bright green eyes shining. “Thank you. Thank you for… well, rolling with the punches and trusting me when you didn’t know if you should or not. Letting me be a part of your little… thousand piece puzzle here. It felt… nice. Felt right. In a way I’ve not really been able to find since Freelancer.”

Taken aback, Wash tilted his head to the side, immediately flinching at the crick it gave his neck. “Carolina… I don’t know half of what’s happened or what exactly you even mean, but… You once put me on your team. I hope you’ll let us accept you into ours.”

Carolina glanced at him, a little reluctant. But the vulnerable expression quickly disappeared and she nodded over Wash’s shoulder. “We’ll talk later, alright, Wash? Looks like someone super worried about you wants a turn.”

Before Washington could object, there was a streak of blue and a gust of wind, and then Carolina was completely gone from sight. Leaving only confusion in her wake.

Still, Wash turned around and swelled up with emotion yet again when he tuned to see a wide awake Tucker sitting in his chair, trying to not wake Junior while also fighting the urge to leap up, given the quiver of his buckled knees.

“Hey,” Wash said breathlessly.

“You idiot,” Tucker said flatly. “You’re only supposed to get in explosions with me. I thought we totally settled that with Omega and Wyoming.”

“Well, I have every intention of not getting into another one without you. Or with you for that matter,” Wash joked. “I can’t have my boyfriend breaking his other arm. That really limits my enjoyment of an afternoon.”

“Shut up,” Tucker laughed, shifting Junior enough that he could lean over the cot and meet Washington halfway for the kiss the hero hadn’t realized he needed since the start of the whole Felix and Locus mess. It was just right and meant to be and full of love in all the ways that Wash had never found or even looked for before.

And it was theirs. Together.

Just like their worries and dangers were now theirs together.

Wash pulled back just enough to rest his forehead against Tucker’s.

“You thinking this is just the beginning?” Tucker asked.

“Yeah, I do,” Wash replied quietly. “Good and bad. And I want to make sure that, for as much as I can control it, it’ll be for good.”

Tucker huffed a laugh. “Oh? And where are you going to get the superpower to do that?”

“I know people,” Wash smirked against Tucker’s cheek. “It’s the extra superpower I learned I had.”

“Sounds fake,” Tucker nuzzled him as he laughed, “but okay.”

They rested face to face against each other for a moment, basking in each other’s warmth.

When the moment ended with a disgusted noise from the window.

“Compulsory, I’m telling you!” Tex all but shouted.