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jimothystu · 2 years ago

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hii!

how are you?

I saw you posts about the blue jays, and as someone trying to get into baseball, can you like maybe give me a rundown of how the league works and maybe an overview of the blue jays since thats the team Im probably gonna be rooting for? I'm trying to get into it but im completely new to the sport and im honestly a little overwhelmed.

p.s I love your blog!

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hiii! i'm decent!! i hope you are too :)

omg okay, i only got into baseball a couple of seasons ago, so i don't know like every tiny detail, but here's a little overview! i'm a little honoured you asked me kjnskdjnsda

i'm assuming you know more or less how a game of baseball is played, but if not lmk!

so. mlb first.

the teams are divided between east, central, and west. within each of those there is also the american league and the national league.

AL east: Baltimore Orioles, Boston Red Sox, New York Yankees, Tampa Bay Rays, Toronto Blue Jays

AL central: Chicago White Sox, Cleveland Guardians (formerly the Indians but pretty much only old people still call them that), Detroit Tigers, Kansas City Royals, Minnesota Twins

AL west: Houston Astros, LA Angels, Oakland Athletics, Seattle Mariners, Texas Rangers

NL east: Atlanta Braves, Miami Marlins, New York Mets, Philadelphia Phillies, Washington Nationals

NL central: Chicago Cubs, Cincinnati Reds, Milwaukee Brewers, Pittsburgh Pirates, St. Louis Cardinals

NL west: Arizona Diamondbacks, Colorado Rockies, LA Dodgers, San Diego Padres, San Francisco Giants

In the NL, pitchers used to have to bat as well as hit, whereas in the AL there was a designated hitter (DH) who was not in the field, but rather stayed on the bench until it was their turn in the lineup to bat (instead of the pitcher). This rule changed last season I believe, and pitchers are no longer required to bat in the NL, but they can still do so if they want (see Shohei Ohtani, an incredible pitcher and batter). Pretty sure that's the only major difference. The AL and NL distinction is used during the All Star Games where the best (objectively) players from across the league play a game: AL versus NL.

It used to be that teams played their division rivals more than other teams, but the MLB has a new schedule this year that is trying to make it so each team plays division rivals less and interleague teams more (e.g., instead of playing other AL east teams a million times, the Blue Jays will play more NL teams). This is to try and make things a bit more even in terms of who plays whom, and also will allow fans to hopefully see their favourite teams more regularly.

For baseball, unlike in, say hockey where there's just single games against teams at a time, MLB baseball has series, in which two teams play anywhere from 2-4 games back to back. There are winners and losers of each game, of course, but there's also the winner and loser of the series. Series that have 2 or 4 games can have a tie, though.

Like other professional sports, there is a final playoff stint for MLB. It happens in the fall. This site has a good rundown of the playoff format!

And here's a list of over 150 basbeall terms/phrases!

Onto the Blue Jays:

So, the jays are Canada's only MLB team and as a result they pretty much have an entire country backing them. They are very vocal and proud of this fact, and take pride in representing a whole country. So that's always nice!

There are some favourites on the team, especially on tumblr lol. These include:

Vladimir Guerrero Jr.

1st baseman

Number 27

23 years old (24 on march 16)

One of the most talked about players

Great offense and defense

Born in Montreal but grew up in the Dominican

English isn't fluent, so he does interviews and stuff in Spanish via an interpreter

Father was an player (Vlad Sr)

Bo Bichette

Shortstop

Number 11

Turning 25 tomorrow!! (March 3)

Headbands

Florida man

Huge Justin Bieber fan

Father was in the MLB (Dante Bichette)

George Springer

Out fielder

33 years old

Number 4

Dad of the group but knows how to have fun

Is an actual dad

American

Was on the Astros during a cheating scandal and as such some fans of other teams bring that up a lot

Alek Manoah

Starting pitcher

Number 6

25 years old

American

Had an incredible debut against the Yankees in 2021

Tol

Intense on the mound but chaotic middle child energy off the mound

Matt Chapman

Best 3rd baseman in the league (in my humble opinion)

Number 26

29 years old

American

Egg (i.e. half the time he shaves his head)

SUCH a babygirl

Just so soft

Santiago Espinal

2nd baseman, but can also play shortstop if need be

Number 5

28 years old

American

Short king (5'10)

Besties with Bo

Pretty loose and fun in the dugout

Cavan Biggio

Utility player. I.e., can play multiple positions (third base, second base, and right field)

Number 8

27 years old

American

Besties boyfriends with Bo

Father was also in the MLB (Craig Biggio)

Danny Jansen

Catcher

Number 9

27 years old

American

Just had a baby!! (well his wife did)

Nickname is Jano

Sometimes also in the egg carton

Alejendro Kirk

Catcher

Number 30

24 years old

Mexican

Interviews in Spanish via interpreter

Shortest King (5'8")

People always say he's "not built like a catcher/athlete" (he's short and stocky and people are judgey)

Wife just had a baby!

Called Captain Kirk (after Star Trek)

Jose Berrios

Starting pitcher

Number 17

28 years old

From Puerto Rico

Constantly chewing on mouth guard

Adam Cimber

Relief pitcher (pitches in an inning or two after the starter has been taken out)

Number 90

32 years old

American

Super cool side-arm throw and a pretty glove

Cool tattoos

Mullet man

Jordan Romano

Closing pitcher, meaning he almost exclusively pitches in the last inning of play

Number 68

Local boy!! From Markham, Ontario. One of the few Canadian players on the team

Either has full caveman beard or babyface

Kinda lowkey always looks high

Tol and built like a twig

Kevin Gausman

Starting pitcher

Number 34

32 years old

American

Rocks a lot before he pitches (at risk of balking)

Whit Merrifield

Second baseman or outfielder

Number 15

34 years old

American

Came to the Jays last year and was a little controversial bc of uhhh vaccine stuff but it's chill now (i think)

Kinda just a Dude

Kevin Kiermaier

Outfielder

Number 39

32 years old

Huge uproar when he was signed this off season because of a stolen data card that Kirk dropped (read about it here if you want)

But is doing well in spring training so far so he's slowly being forgiven by the fans

This is not every player at all. If there are any that I didn't put and you wanna ask about, go ahead! I just did not want this post to be fucking massive, and I feel bad for taking so long as it is.

But yeah, I hope this helped somewhat! Again, I am still kinda new to baseball myself and do not know everything, but I'm always happy to help teach others about the Jays :D

#beaver anon #asks #long post #toronto blue jays #mlb

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greyeyedmonster-18 · 2 years ago

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deleted from fault lines (an AU in which remus and sirius get divorced and raise harry as co-parents) and revived for sad sirius sunday. xoxo

A tiny inconvenience that turned into a meltdown that turned into a tantrum and a tropical storm that couldn’t be quelled for hours. Not for the first time, Sirius wished five-year-olds came with storm warnings. Hazard labels that provided explicit instructions on how to manage explosions or unanticipated events. Because it was barely 9 am, and Sirius had his head in his hands, taking slow calming breaths as his five year old thrashed on the kitchen floor, pounding his fists and wailing, unwilling to take a seat at the table like Sirius had asked--like what they did for breakfast every morning--because Sirius had done something wrong.

Everything Sirius did these days was wrong, it seemed.

No, you’re reading it wrong! You’re supposed to do the voices!

No, I don’t want the red cup, I want the blue one!

NO, YOU MADE THE EGGS WRONG! I LIKE MOONY’S BETTER!

So perhaps, wrong…was the wrong word entirely. Sirius just wasn’t Remus, no matter how hard he tried to sleep in late, ease up on the washing of dishes right after dinner or read about fun-creative-art projects for children using household items, he fell short every time. Swing, and miss, every endeavor ending up in a similar way, with Sirius holding onto patience for dear life, developing a tension headache, and Harry screaming his voice raw no matter where they were.

“Whenever you’re ready, babe,” Sirius said softly, and calmly when there was a break in the screams. Cushioning charms were placed on the tile floor, Harry in no danger of hurting himself, though Sirius absently wondered how long a child could scream for before their body just gave out. He wondered if Harry would ever hit that limit, or if Sirius could do something else wrong and everything would replenish like the Black vaults and the bottomless sea of gold and galleons no matter how much Sirius offered to charities.

Or offered up as child support that was shot down, piles of gold meant for Remus going to waste.

A wedding band on top of his dresser also going to waste.

Another pause and Sirius turned to look at Harry, who was hiccoughing on the tile, tear tracks on his face, a breath away from bringing his thumb into his mouth--a habit that had re-emerged these past few months, around the same time Sirius had gone from Harry’s favorite person to person who could only commit wrong-doings. Public Enemy #1.

Sirius’s glance in his direction was enough to set Harry off again, raw and rough scream erupting from Harry’s mouth, and Sirius exhaled through his lips.

Remus was better at this. Remus had the patience for this. Remus would’ve made the eggs correctly and this wouldn’t have happened at all. But Sirius was alone and wasn’t Remus. Sirius got out of his chair, finally, and swallowed his pride, taking a parenting-page out of Remus’s book that Sirius had burned alongside sweaters that were left behind and bridges of trust. His jeans were not built for bending, but Sirius did anyway, lying down on the floor next to Harry, trying not to notice the tiny missed dust bunnies along the baseboards, and instead focused on Harry who had stopped his screaming, caught off guard enough by Sirius laying down in the kitchen.

Remus would have meals on the floor with Harry.

Sirius did not.

“I’m going to need you to take a big breath for me, love,” Sirius said, taking a big breath himself. Harry imitated his godfather, reaching a hand underneath his glasses to rub at his eyes, cheek squished against the floor. “Can we do one more?”

One more try.

Sirius reached a hand out from his position on the floor, his legs hitting the table, and smoothed back curls from Harry’s forehead, “Is today a hard morning?”

Harry sniffed and nodded, “I want Moony.”

“I know.”

“So go get Moony!”

“Harry…thats not how…I can’t right now.” Because at the moment, Remus was only allowed supervised visits with Sirius. Because at the moment, Sirius couldn't stand to be in the same room as Remus unless it was across a table with ministry lawyers filling out paperwork as they worked out a better custody agreement.

Harry’s face began crumpling once more and Sirius shifted positions to he could take Harry into his arms tightly. No signs of protest, just signs of a torrential downpour, as had been typical in their house. Harry had cried for a month straight after James and Lily, and when Harry had finally stopped, Sirius made an invisible vow with himself to never let that happen again.

Another vow Sirius had broken. Intentionally or not.

“You’re mean.”

“Okay.”

“I’m mad and I want Moony.”

“You can be mad at me.”

“Did you say sorry? You always tell me I hafta say sorry when I do something!” Harry pulled away from Sirius’s chest, tiny hands grabbing at Sirius’s face.

“Sometimes….sorry doesn’t fix everything, Harry.”

“Did you try?”

Sirius sat across from the muggle therapist, on a green couch, with off-white walls that were supposed to be less jarring than white. There was some sort of plant in the corner and a tiny fountain that was somehow indoors and Sirius resisted the urge to smash it every time he sat in there. In the same position, leaning forward with his elbows on his knees, listening as Remus talked about how much better things had been going and Sirius figured out the next lie he was going to tell.

Thought about the next placating sentence he was going to string together, tying knots to preserve Remus’s self-esteem and the only family he had ever known.

“I really feel like we’re getting better at communicating,” Remus said, “He’s been more understanding about my work, and I’ve been working on what we talked about a few weeks ago, being respectful of space and not…diving into every argument.”

Sirius kept his eyes fixated on his hands as he listened. Because things had only gotten better when Sirius bowed out of place to make space for Remus and Harry. Because Sirius had decided at the very beginning they came first, and he came last and whatever needed to happen, whatever Sirius needed to do…he would do.

It could be his fault.

He could learn to live with the pile of sweaters in their bedroom that Remus never put away. He could smile and nod when Remus disappeared into his work, yet again, without talking to Sirius about the time he would be home. He could say, ‘I love you’ every day for the rest of his life, knowing Remus would never pick up on the biggest, cruelest lie. Sirius had always had an exceptional poker game.

This was a long-con.

Until they put Harry to bed and Sirius sat on the edge of the bed, elbows on hes knees, looking around the untidy bedroom and listening to his husbands off-key humming from the bathroom.

Staring right at the person he once loved without the golden aura.

“This isn’t working.”

Remus dropped the bar of soap to the ground, turning to look at Sirius, “...What isn’t.”

“This. Us. We are not working.”

“You said at--”

“I’ve been lying.”

Remus’s face darkened, “Sirius.”

“I’ve been sitting in that office and lying and…I thought about how I could spend the rest of my life lying to you…I thought I could do it…but that’s not what I want Harry to see. I don’t want him to see…hear…lies his whole life and grow up thinking thats what love is.”

“Don’t you hear yourself, though? Love, Sirius. I love you, we can--”

“I don’t like the way you love me anymore, Remus. I…don’t…think you can love me the way I want you to.”

“So you’re done. My love isn’t good enough?”

“I’m…I’m sorry.”

“Shove that up your arse and take it to the couch.”

“I tried, Harry. I want you to know that I tried very hard.”

#sad sirius sunday #fault lines #sirius black #harry potter #remus lupin

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tastyykpop · 4 years ago

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Pairings: mafia boss!jaehyun x reader

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Warnings: dom!jaehyun, brat!reader, yandere themes, orgasm denial, slight edging (like really slight), thigh slapping, ropes, vibrator, punishment kinda, creampie, unprotected sex (stay safe 🙏)

The glass in Jaehyuns hand shattered as he saw another man approach you. He was beyond pissed. Mostly at you honestly. You were basically letting it happen because to you, this was all fun and games.

It shouldn't be though.

Jaehyun was a dangerous man. Someone you really shouldn't be around and someone who had a lot of power, over anything and everyone. Most people were terrified of him and only idiots would dare to speak out of line. And if they were lucky, maybe, just maybe they'd make it out alive.

It all happened when you came to this bar for a good drink and a slight buzz. But here, there was always someone hitting on you. This someone happened to be Jaehyun. It was the first time you met him too. Unfortunately, like the idiot you were (and still are), you talked back to him. It wasnt because you were trying to be rude, but instead you were fed up with the way he was acting towards you. The small brushes on the shoulder and the hand on your knee was getting on your nerves. But what really annoyed you were his comments. Not realising who he was and the power he had, you got angry and gave him back handed comments.

You only stopped when you felt a sting to your thigh.

Luckily for you it was only a slap. Not a knife or a bullet. Jaehyun was never this gentle.

Everytime after that, you would still come back to the bar, in your usual seating and Jaehyun would always be there. He even remembered your favorite drink after the first few nights. How sweet. But now, he was seated away from you with a group of men, watching your every move since he couldnt be with you at the moment.

"Baby that dress looks so pretty on you." The guy sitting next to you commented. His tongue swiping over his lips to coat them in his own saliva.

"Hmm thanks." You smiled, knowing that an angry Jaehyun was watching you like a hawk from across the bar.

The man's hand began to slither up your thigh, dragging his hand up and down. It was nothing like Jaehyuns rough, yet loving hands.

"I want to get to know you more." You turned your head to face the man and raised an eyebrow. "Come home with me."

"Sorry, but I'm gonna have to say no." You took a quick swig of your drink and smiled.

"Come on baby. It'll be worth your time." The man took your hands into his and brought them to his lips.

Jaehyun was going to kill someone today.

"Im sorry," you pulled your hand away, giggling, "but I said no." The man was still relentless, grabbing your hand and placing it on his bulge. Your eyes lit up and you searched around the room to see if anyone was seeing what was going on, stopping on your boyfriend's cold eyes.

Jaehyun got up from his seat, walking towards you. Your hand pulled away like lightning. A groan coming from the man next to you. Panic filled your body as you knew someone was going to get killed, or injured.

An angry Jaehyun is not a good Jaehyun. Especially if someone touched his girlfriend. And he let that go too far.

"Whats my pretty girl doing?" Jaehyun pulled your hair to the side and lightly kissed your neck. It was odd hearing such a soft voice come out of Jaehyun, yet you could feel how pissed he was.

"I-i was just talking..." His hands grabbed your waist, digging his nails deep into your side. Jaehyun wasnt an idiot, but you tried.

"And who the fuck are you?" The man asked. You actually forgot he was still there. But he wasn't going to be for long, Jaehyun ripped out a gun and pointed it at the man before making sure the safety was off.

"The real question is who are you?"

"I-i..." the man stuttered, obviously threatened by the weapon in your boyfriends hand.

"I dont like waiting." Jaehyun cocked the gun.

"I-im no one s-sir my apologies." The man walked away as quickly as he could from the both of you. Jaehyun snickering at how pathetic he was.

"Im gonna killed him for touching you."

"No, you wont. You can't always hurt someone who talks or touches me."

"Dont talk back to me, im not in the mood." You got up from the bar stool and walked with Jaehyun to his car. A very expensive one at that.

"I dont care if your in the mood stop acting like a bitch." Your sparky comment took all of Jaehyuns power to not bend you over and spank you in public.

"Get in the car Y/N."

"No." Crossing your arms over your chest, you turned and walked away. That set Jaehyun off.

You were suddenly in the backseat of his car, your face pushed against the seat and your ass in the air. The dress you were wearing was barely covering anything anymore.

"Listen here you pathetic little slut," he whisped in your ear, "if i tell you to get in the fucking car you listen, understand?"

You tried to get out of the grip he had on you, but it was no use. It just earned you a smack.

"Stop moving and answer me."

"Yes." A sigh left your mouth as he let go of you and walked to the drivers seat, starting the car. Leaving you in the back flustered.

"Come on pretty girl you can take it." Jaehyun was currently fucking you with a vibrator. The vibrations sending you over the edge as he kept moving it in and out at a slow pace. You grabbed his arm and dug your nails deep into him, hoping that he'd stop punishing you and fuck you for real.

"P-please.." You begged as you squirmed on the bed from all the edging he was doing.

Jaehyun ignored you and picked up his pace. The room was filled with a mix or screaming, moaning, and wet sounds, just how he likes it.

He pulled you in for a rough kiss, teeth clashing with each other. The rougher he was, the more passionate he was with you.

"Im gonna cum." You moaned out, pulling away from the deep kiss, having enough of all the toying from the man above you.

"No youre not." He ripped the toy out of you, ruining your orgasm.

"Aw look at that baby, guess you won't cum again for another month."

You glared at the man as he sat there with a playful smirk before he moved on top of you, leaning down to bite and suck on your neck, leaving purple and blue marks on your skin as a whine left your lips. You wanted more, but knowing Jaehyun you probably weren't going to get it until he was satisfied enough. But you knew he was going to give up sooner or later. The boner brushing against your thigh was not going to go unnoticed by you.

"Stop...teasing..." You tried saying as Jaehyun moved back up to kiss you again.

"Why should i?" He looked up with an eyebrow raised, "You werent exactly the nicest to me. So why should I be nice to you?"

You frowned at the older man ready to talk back again, but the sudden cold hand cupping your hot entrance stopped you. The lower half of your body was almost grinding on his hand for more friction. Jaehyun noticed and smirked at your attempts to get off.

Smack.

"Dont even try that." He kept the same agonizing smirk on his face, giving him a more sadistic look than before. Your movement stopped with a pout and you watched Jaehyun take his hand away from your core.

"Then ill just do it myself." You pretty much just pushed Jaehyun away from you and attempted to please yourself, but you knew damn well it wasn't nearly as good as Jaehyun himself.

"Look at the pretty girl trying to act all tough." Jaehyun cooed at you, taking your hand away from your core and pinning your hands above your head. "Have i not been punishing you good enough? Is that why your acting even more bratty than usual?"

"No," you shook your head at your boyfriend, "its the fact you going to kill someone just because they touched me."

"Well i have a newsflash for you princess," Jaehyun leaned closer to your ear and whispered, "theyre already dead."

"Y-youre insane Jaehyun..."

"But thats why you love me." You watched as Jaehyun got off of you, moving to find something in the very large closet you both shared. When he turned back, you expected another toy he was going to tease you with, but no. He had ropes in his hand as he walked towards you with the same sadistic smirk that you hated yet loved.

He tied you up effortlessly, only giving him a few hard times but that only ended with a few smacks to your thigh.

Jaehyun stood back looking at your naked figure, a small blush painted your cheeks as you felt small under his gaze. Yes, Jaehyun was rather proud of what he was looking at. The beautiful hickeys and bite marks that littered your thighs, neck, and chest. The red hand prints on your thighs wrapping around to your ass. And the crescent shapes in your hips from his nails digging into your skin. He loved all of it.

You could hear the sound of clothes dropping to the floor, but didnt bother turning your head, too embarrassed to look at him now that you felt more exposed with the ropes holding your wrists to the bed post.

"Spread your legs for me princess." The sound of Jaehyuns voice brought you back to reality. You looked at him, his eyes staring into yours waiting for you to do as you were told. But did you didnt move. Just adding more fuel to his anger. "I said spread your fucking legs." He growled. You did so a bit too slowly for his liking and it only ended up with him forcefully spreading them himself.

A quiet gasp left your lips watching as he began to slowly grind into you, making you feel his bare cock against your pussy. Your sighs and moans filled the room, jaehyun watched closely, taking in every whine and movement you made. He pulled back and you waited for him to continue grinding but no, he was inside you without warning, not giving you anytime to adjust.

Jaehyuns fast pace shook the bed and your wrists were chaffing against the ropes. Moans erupted from your throat from the pain and pleasure Jaehyun was giving you.

"Fuck, Jaehyun...."

Jaehyun moved his hand from your hips up to your throat giving it a tight squeeze, "Such a dirty mouth." His hips snapped forward making your eyes roll to the back of your head and more cuss words were choked out. Earning a disappointed head shake from your boyfriend.

The lewd sounds of your bodies filled the room as he continued fucking you into oblivion. If someone walked in, they would be sure to have the image of you being fucked by Jaehyun with his fingers in your mouth and hand wrapped around your throat all while being tied up, stuck in their head for a few months.

"You love being a brat huh?" Jaehyun started whilst making eye contact, "Cause you know you'll be fucked like the pathetic slut you are. Am i right princess?"

He took his fingers out of your mouth to let you speak, "Y-yes." You moaned out. A quiet chuckle rang through your ears.

"Needy little brat..." His pace was faster yet sloppy and you knew he was close. The bed rocked and the sound of skin against skin filled your ears. Jaehyuns grip on your throat not planning on letting go as you struggled for breath.

"Jaehyun....p-please I'm gonna-"

"If you even dare cum ill beat your ass." That changed your thoughts about even bothering to let go, knowing he wasn't playing around.

Just as you felt like holding it in wasnt enough, Jaehyun was already one step ahead and came inside you, riding out his orgasm with a low groan.

Jaehyun pulled out, removing the ropes from your wrists. They were as red as your thighs and they stung too the touch. Jaehyun, being the nice man he is, even though he was still slighlty mad, took the time to give you after care, applying a cream to your wrists and butt just so the redness would calm down and cleaned up the cum dripping down your thighs.

After all that he laid beside you, embracing you in his arms and kissing the top of your head. "My pretty girl." He muttered against your hair before the both of you drifted off to sleep. Although you were still angry that you couldnt cum.

#nct smut #nct #jung jaehyun #jung jaehyun smut #jaehyun #jaehyun nct #jung jaehyun nct #nct 127 #jaehyun smut #nct dream #wayv #nct u #kpop smut #kpop fluff #kpop angst #nct fluff #nct angst

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jubilee-lining · 3 years ago

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For you! Inspiration from your plaga Leon and Ethan!

I hope you enjoy it!

“Why have I been called here, Leon?”

“Long story short, you’re currently my handler because they think I can’t control myself.”

“Control yourself? Does this have to do with your…condition?”

“…no…yes…”

“Does it also involve why I got a message from Chris about ‘go over the harassment regulations with Leon’, what did you do?”

“Nothing!”

Claire just end up shaking her head, “I swear, come on, you were supposed to meet with Chris's team, right? Did you get in argument with someone?”

The only answer she got was a shrug and him turning to head the door to continue the meeting, stubborn ass.

Curiously, he pauses at the door, murmurs something to himself and gives his body a little shake before nodding and going in…almost like he was hyping himself up for something.

“Claire! I’m glad they sent you!”

Chris is there and relief is a balm against a constant worry she always carries with her, she adores her brother and wishes him…both of them…could have had a simpler life without the constants downfall they both of experienced.

He gives her a quick hug and a brief nod toward Leon, “We going to try this again?”

“I’m good.”

There is a moment where the two men stare at each other, a silent conversation before her brother snorts and turns away, a hand waving over to the direction of his team, “We've mostly been debriefed on the situation.”

Claire just nods at the group, keeping a friendly smile on her face in attempt to keep the atmosphere somewhat friendly, “Got a quick update when I was called, it would be nice to be formal introduced though.”

“Right, Umber Eyes, Canine, Night Howl, Lobo, Tundra and,” there is another look at Leon and her old friend seems to be twitching, eyes completely locked on the last one that had yet to be introduced, “and Vallhund.”

Compared to the others, Vallhund was more…of the lean type��smaller then the rest and looking abit younger as well. Blonde hair and piercing blue eyes that held Leon’s gaze as the two seemed to stare at each other…

Okay…

What the hell is going on?

Turning to give her brother a questioning look, he just shakes his head and gives her a ‘just wait’ signal.

A second goes by…then…a buzzing sound…starting low and constant…blinking to herself…she realizes it’s coming from Leon as his whole body seems to be vibrating, “Leon, calm down.”

“I’m perfectly calm…”

His voice comes out rougher then normal and his hands are starting to twitch, before she can say any more to get his attention away from whatever the blonde had done to him, four elongated spider like limbs snap out of his back and start shaking as well.

She half expected everyone to jump back with their weapons out, instead she is greeted with the sight of everybody looking tired and annoyed at the display.

Vallhund seems to be turning bright red as Leon coos at him, the tips of his limbs split open to expose colorful looking fleshy fans stretched out between the ends. They start shaking in a coordinated pattern and it hits her what’s happening…

“Is he…is he fucking peacocking?!”

“That’s…the best way to describe it…”

God damn it, Leon!

It got worse as the object of his sudden affection starts clicking back at him…

Fuck…

*Ethan’s name comes from Swedish Vallhund Dogs, which look wolves that are the size of corgis.

*Leon has released his inner Peacock Spider, which, yes, those are the ones that shake their legs around and flash their colorful abdomens at the females. Fun fact, if the female disapproves of him, she will eat him!

AUGH THANK YOU THIS MADE MY DAY /GEN leon just. going full bug mode and trying to court ethan in a bug way and ethan actually responding is both adorable and so funny to me. i bet hed be absolutely mortified after and gets teased for it by both the redfields and ethan, but in a loving way.

i might also steal "vallhund" as ethans callsign for some of my fics if thats okay :]

#teddy.txt #ethleon posting #mynameisjag #questions? for me?

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heyitsyn · 4 years ago

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Manager!Seijoh Part 5

a/n: we ltr going at 5 parts and i have another part written out and im just drowning in love with these seijoh asks

for more seijoh content, check this masterlist out!

anon request:

Can i ask for cute moments between manager and the boys outside of school, like how she and kyoutani probably bump into each to go feed strays etc??

yes anon!!!!!! these moments made me so soft™

IM CACKLING LIKE BLS THIS IS ONE OF MY FAVORITE PARTS OF THE ENTIRE STAGE PLAY BC HE PLAYS OIKS SO WELL AND IWA IS JUST SO IWA AND I LIVED FOR OIKS’ ‘IWA-CHAN!’ AND IWA’S ‘RAAAAA!’ AND THIS GIF JUST SHOWS SEIJOH BEING SEIJOH AND HOW THEY WOULD REALLY ACT IF THEY WERE REAL LIKE UGH THEY DID SUCH A GOOD JOB W THE CASTING

these are the cute little moments and get ready to die of the cuteness

be warned, this isnt a straight plot or no main focus but just bits and pieces of fluff

keeping up with seijoh episode 3467328937

as mentioned before, they dont really get to hang out a lot w you outside of practice

youre either too busy taking care of your schoolwork, catsitting for the aizawa’s, or having you time since youve been busy w the boys all week

but there are times where you do have available time to go hang out with the boys

and they know about your schedule so they try to make memories either during practice or after practice

fortunately, kyo lives at the same street as the aizawa’s so he walks you to their house when you have a job

but sometimes when you are just walking home, you both stop by the convenience store first and find some cat food cans and dog food cans and water

it was a complete accident when you both found each other standing at the same aisle, holding the same things, with the same intentions, for the same animals

the alleyway where you first met is basically your second home bc thats where your babies live

since you cant exactly take in 5 dogs and 6 cats in your house, you and kyo are taking care of them in that alleyway where you feed them and build them a little shelter with blankets and stuff

this will be explained more in the next manager!seijoh part

after practice, particularly after a really productive one, the guys like to go to the ramen shop near the school to treat themselves after their hardwork

by now, the old lady who owns the shop knows their order by heart and has it ready when you all enter

yall get settled in but you go over to yahaba and snap his wooden chopsticks for him bc he never snaps them properly and ends up breaking them

meanwhile,,

you gather as much napkins as you can and place them beside kindaichi bc he makes such a mess while he eats and you have stand-by wipes for him

you make a special request to add tofu into iwa’s ramen bc the mans loves tofu so much and he still doesnt understand how the lady seems to know this despite him never telling her

your seat is usually next to mattsun bc he doesnt eat all the side dishes up like the others and you can eat some of it too

kyo sit across you and demands you eat at least 2 bowls bc you never seem to eat enough and he gets secretly concerned so he aggressively cares for you

‘kyo-san,,,, im full though’

he ‘glares’ at you

‘what you mean youre full. you didnt even finish the bowl. eat the rest and have another or youre not leaving this table’

pls what

fun fact, oikawa actually has two pairs of glasses and he gave you one in case he forgets to wear his main one and leaves it at home

so he gets to school and he just realizes he forgot his glasses and his contacts were still being shipped so he freaks out and texts you about it

but you always have the case safely tucked in your bag so you wander up to the third year floor and knock on his class door

iwa, who is in the same class as him, glares at the students who stare at you and nudges oikawa who was looking out the window

‘oi, your glasses’

his head snapped to the side and sees your smiling face and the familiar brown box being held out to him

his face scrunches and he launches up his seat and takes you in his arms

‘Y/N-CHAN IS SO RESPONSIBLE! SO NICE! OIKAWA-SENPAI REALLY APPRECIATES YOU!’

‘oikawa-san, please let me go’

you mumbled, embarrassed at his behavior in front of the whole class

once iwa has you safely on the ground, you excuse yourself and go back to class

the class still stared at the door you passed through and iwa had to bark at them to go back to their business

youre like the seijoh and younger version of goddess kiyoko

before kyo got back to the team, you usually walked home by yourself but makki actually accompanies you when he doesnt have errands to run

‘makki-san, i heard theres a sale going on for puffs’

you would mention as you walked and you would look to see his eyes light up and walk faster towards the bakery

‘cmon, y/n-chan. makki-senpai is treating you today!’

he turns into a child, a contrast to his chaotic energy in school, and he runs over to the glass where indeed, there was a sale going on for his puffs

while he was staring at what flavor he wanted, youd go to the cashier and give her your card

‘when that guy with the light brown hair with the blue and white jacket comes up to pay for his cream puffs, charge it to my card, please. whatever you do, dont take his and use mine immediately, please. ill come by later and pick it back up’

the old cashier lady felt true hope and happiness for humanity at your actions and it increased when she saw the shocked look on the boy’s face when she immediately swiped the card when he finished ordering

‘what? i havent paid-’

‘the young lady that came with you already did, young lad. shes a keeper’

he turned red

‘ahaha, no, shes our team manager’

once he finished paying and went outside, he took out his phone and dialed your number to call you

you smiled from the aisle in the convenience store down the street bc you were expecting him to call you

‘hewwo, makki-san’

he shut his eyes at how cute you sounded

‘y/n-chan, senpai wanted to treat you today!’

he whined but you bit your lip, leaving the store after purchasing a drink with the remaining cash you had

‘hmm, but i did too. you just werent too fast, senpaiiii~’

you teased and he let out a breathy laugh

‘next time i’ll be faster! mark my words!’

‘then im looking forward to it, senpai~!’

did anyone notice that he is the first one she called senpai?

to our baby yahaba

we know how he literally tried to go after yachi in that one episode so you know how flirty he is

but youve made it clear that you reject his advances and he pouts and finally accepts it so he stops it, instead actually just caring for you

ya know how he cares for the others and cheers them on?

he does the same to you

our babie notices that you are so busy taking care of the others that you forget to take care of yourself

like that time they lost to shiratorizawa, you made bentos for them all week to cheer them up

but he saw you not even eating and realizes that you were busy making the food that they like, each different to accomodate to their taste, that you had no time to make your own

he went down to your class and noticed you missing and he asks kindaichi and kunimi and they said that you said you wanted to get fresh air

since he pays attention to you, he knows you like to go to the roof to breathe

he ventures up the stairs and when he opens the door, he notices you just staring up at the sky, sitting down on the floor

‘being in an empty place like the roof doesnt compare to how lonely Pluto must feel to be outcasted in the solar system’

your comment catches him off-guard but he regains composure and makes his way to you before sitting down next to your form

‘hmm, oikawa-senpai talked to me about space one time. he mentioned the vast possibilities that stays hidden in the shadows’

you and him turn your head at the same time and share a gentle smile

‘but its up to us to find those secrets and abilities’

you finished

he nodded and went back to look at the clouds that looked like they were slowly moving but it was really the earth turning

‘i want to be a sports instructor. i want to be able to help others,,, i want to help them find those abilities and perfect them so they could fully love playing’

a chuckle escaped you and you tightened your arms around your knees, following his gaze to the blob of white that was painted on to the blue canvas

‘let other people be your universe, baba-senpai. dont let them be like Pluto. take time to find out who they are so they dont feel so lonely, okay?’

yall im tearing up right now though

as mentioned at the first part of this series, you go to the gym very early to set up for morning practice

sometimes, the four third years arrive at the same time but sometimes, only iwa comes

you noticed him put his bag down and help you with the nets before pushing the cart to finish the task for the morning

‘thank you, iwa-san!’

you thanked and he ruffled your hair

‘can you actually help me with my workout?’

you nodded and you knew his routine by now

as he got in position for a push up, you gently sat down on his back so he could start pushing up

you sat cross-legged and you counted every push up and held a timer so he could beat his previous record of 100 push ups in under 5 minutes

IWA IS LITERALLY ON ANOTHER LEVEL

once he hit 100, he collapsed on the floor and you stopped the timer at 4 minutes and 48 seconds

‘good job, iwa-san! new record!’

you cheered and he grumbled on the floor

you gently turned him over so he could lay on his back

he closed his eyes from the bright light of the gym and he raised his arms as his hands made a grabbing motion

‘hug. i want hug’

he whined and you fake gasped at this

‘iwa-san, i didnt know you could be so whiny’

‘huuggg~’

in my series, its canon that iwa is actually a whiny little babie despite that tough exterior and hes much more whinier than oikawa

you laughed before surrending, mumbling ‘yes, yes’

this wasnt the first time this happened since he asked you to do this before bc hes a touch starved babie and as a manager, you must give your team love

you climbed on him and laid your head on his chest while he mumbles happily with his arms going around you

‘just five minutes’

you offered and he said ‘mhm’

well, you both fell asleep and were woken up by scandalized and jealous yells from oikawa

to our baby libero watari

watari is actually the only player who has been to your house before

you made an off-handed comment of making bentos for the team again and he offered to come and help you make them

so here he was, standing in your kitchen, as you were cooking with him

you were chopping up vegetables and he was waiting for the eggs to boil so he was just stirring it slightly

‘wata-san, can you give me a bowl from the cabinet above you?’

he nodded and gave it to you so you could place the chopped carrots and onions in it

once the timer was done, he scooped out the eggs and placed them into an ice bowl so he could peel them later

you knew his favorite food was boiled eggs so you wanted to boil some so he could snack on them

‘can you peel one and see if theyre perfectly cooked, wata-san?’

his fingers skillfully rolled the egg on the table before peeling it effortlessly

he hummed as he chewed on the food

‘delicious?’

you asked and he turned to you, cheeks still full but he raised a thumbs up

you grinned and went back to chopping the scallions

‘actually, i didnt need any eggs for the dishes. i wanted you to snack on your favorites as i cook. its like payment for keeping me company’

his eyes shone and he hurriedly went to hug you tightly

‘i really appreciate everything youve done for us, for me. but i just want you to keep smiling okay? i know we’re a handful and we can get out of hand sometimes but you always keep us together. you must be stressed and there must be times you get angry with us and must’ve cried because of us but i hope you’ll still stay with us even through all that’

WATARI YOU MAKING ME C R Y

lmao kindaichi’s made me laugh

so basically, we all know his famous haircut, right

but what if that was actually just a style hes had since he was young but he has naturally down hair?

the stuff he puts in it like this brand of gel is just so tough and sturdy that two washes of hair is the only thing that can get rid of it

even during practice when hes sweating the atlantic ocean, it somehow stays up

he puts gel on it and stuff after he showers to make it stick up and BOOM turnip head

but one morning, he,,,, wasnt turnip head

the boy woke up late and he didnt have time to perfect the sticking up so he went to school with his hair down and everything

you were already there since morning practice has started and kunimi told you that kindaichi texted him he would be late so you were just patiently waiting by the door for your classmate

but some guy just walked in

your eyes widened and you pulled their arm

‘um, this is for seijoh volley-’

then the words died in your mouth

‘yuu-kun,,,’

you stuttered and he placed his hands on his face to hide away

‘dont look y/n-chan!’

his shout attracted the others and then silence before the laughing and howling started

‘THESE FIRST YEARS I SWEAR!’

makki was on the floor, punching it as he laughed

kindaichi turned red and he was about to run out but you held on to him

‘i can fix it for you, yuu-kun. come with me?’

he nodded immediately and hurried away towards the back where the sun was just starting to rise

you rummaged through your gym bag and found the specific gel brand he uses

kindaichi was SHOOK bc why the hell did you have it?

you noticed his shocked and confused look

‘i knew this would happen. we’ve facetimed before, remember? just in case this would happen, i brought backup’

his eyes glistened with tears of gratitude but you waved it away and started attempting to fix his hair

tbh you dont know why he did this hairstyle because his hair was really soft and nice and he still looked attractive either way

moving on to kunimi babie

lets face it, he probably doesnt sleep at all at night and he suffers from insomnia

and when he cant sleep, he bothers his friends

but he doesnt bother you though

which makes you sad bc you thought you made it clear that he could come to you if he was in need of something

you only found out after kindaichi accidentally blurted out during morning practice of how tired he is bc kunimi wouldnt stop talking to him at 2 in the morning

‘aki,,, you could’ve called me’

you gently said and kunimi scrunched his nose at how sad you sounded

‘you need your sleep, y/n’

‘but i want you to sleep too’

‘kindaichi’s been my contact since i was like 5 so-’

‘so you dont need me?’

your eyes watered and kunimi jumped, frantically fussing over you

‘okay, okay, y/n, okay. ill call you’

then as if they were never there, you cheered up and bounced happily

‘i’m expecting it, aki-kun!’

but at 1:43 in the morning, his finger hovered over the call button on your contact since he really didnt want to bother you

but he could already hear your whines in the morning

‘aki?’

he cursed when he heard your groggy voice

‘sorry y/n, ill hang up-’

‘no!’

you sat up, forcing to wake up

‘stay’

you mumbled and he made a sound of agreement

‘not tired?’

you asked

‘no. well, like im tired but i cant sleep, yknow?’

you laid on your bed with your cheeks puffed out, trying to think how to put him to sleep

‘we can just talk, aki’

‘about what?’

‘anything. just,,, talk to me. i want to know your favorite color, your favorite food, everything about you’

:( morning calls really hit different

last one is our mattsun babie

so like, mattsun is a TREE

im like 5′3 and hes like 6′2 so we a whole dwarf next to him

you are always dwarfed whenever you stand next to him and this little shite takes advantage of that and puts his elbow on top of your head

he likes to poke fun at you but you just pout bc you know hes all fun and games

‘hows the weather down there’

‘so mean, mattsun-san’

but his height did give him a special memory with you though

you were both left in the gym to clean up bc everyone had something to do like oiks had to go home bc takeru got sick and iwa also got sick and you just volunteered to clean up and mattsun stayed behind

you were sweeping the floor and you unconsciously started humming as you swept and started swaying a little

mattsun heard you as he pushed the carts and watched as you just swayed and twirled around and he found himself smiling at you

you noticed him stop in front of you and he bowed down, holding out a hand

‘may i take this dance, m’lady’

you laughed

‘what? whats going on?’

he softly held your hand and pulled you to him

‘you were dancing and i wanted to join you’

you nodded and looked up at him, eyes half-lidded

‘stand on my feet, chibi-chan. i can lead while you sing’

it was a random song you heard from the radio earlier but you complied while he moved with your feet on his

you giggled when he would lean down to softly kiss your forehead and shriek when he would unexpectedly dip you down

either way, at 8:34 PM, you and mattsun danced under the gym lights with no witness except you and him

ughh i really want seijoh now

you and the team share individual memories that are more special than the ones with the others bc its where you could actually be upfront with each other

its just a shame that there are 4 third years in the team that would eventually graduate and go their own separate ways after high school, leaving behind their underclassmen

they could just hope that those memories and special moments would remind them of who you were and how special you were to them since at the prime of their youth, you were their first true love

a/n: ngl i didnt expect to finish this so quick but im just in a really soft mood right now and this is to makeup for the fact that my update schedule could start becoming erratic due to my school so i hope you enjoyed this blurb!! and depending on my asks, there could only be one last part to this series unless someone requests for another specific scenario with the manager!!

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siriushxney · 4 years ago

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* . PAPER RINGS !

pairing — lando norris x reader

rating — fluff

wordcount — 2.3k

warnings — cursing (it's me who are we kidding)

song — taylor swift | paper rings

note ! — before y'all jump down my throat about "what the hell is a toque” — it's a hat. us canadians call it a toque. also this is long overdue, but I hope you like it!

when the light of day melted into the dark of night, and long, tiring shifts slowly came to an end, it wasn't an odd sight to see large groups of people piling into bars for a drink or several. with an extra hour and a half added onto your normal shift time due to your bosses inability to do what he was supposed to do — leaving stacks of paperwork you had to go through, along with a few of your other colleagues.

now walking into the packed bar — bags long forgotten in your cars, you couldn't find it in yourself to cringe at the strong smell of alcohol that burned your nose as you walked through the door, nor did you care for the way the heels of your feet stuck to the ground with every step you took.

after a day like today, you weren't sure if you'd mind anything.

sheila — one of your colleagues raised a stiff hand and slammed it down on the counter, gaining the attention of the bartender. “we need like, fifteen shots stat!” the bartender immediately got to work, pouring glass after glass — sliding them in front of the five of you, before turning to serve another guest.

“that asshole gonna get my foot down his throat if he dumps that much paperwork on us again,” she downed her first shot and reached for another one, “all of that should have been sorted out in the morning, not thrown onto us as we were packing up,” the rest of you agreed, downing a shot quickly as you tried to keep up with the loud mouthed girl.

you turned your head away from the conversation that had started between the others, choosing to stare curiously at the screen in the corner displaying reruns of a race that took place today.

feeling a body skim yours as a group of men slid into the barspace to the left of you — a majority of them sporting an orange and blue item of clothing, something you had connected quickly to the orange and blue car that had been on screen moments earlier.

looking back to the tv hanging from the ceiling, you tried to wrap your head around what all the numbers meant — a small bump caused you to look down, a younger man of the bunch staring at the tv proudly, “do you watch f1?” he turned his head to look at you as he finished asking his question.

f1... Is that what this was called?

“no, but I'd rather watch that then the football game that's on,” the boy looked at you with wide eyes, slightly in awe of how blunt you were. he nodded slightly before turning his attention back to the tv. “ I assume you do. you're wearing the colours of one of the cars,” you felt bad as you watched the boy curl into himself slightly.

ha looked over to you once again — “you can say that,” his eyes glinted a little bit as he spoke, a proud smirk coming across his face as he leaned in closer, not close enough to make you uncomfortable, but close enough that he could speak without the bar hearing. “I race for them — see that orange and blue mclaren? thats me.”

that was definitely more interesting than the news.

“so what might that mclaren driver's name be?” his head turned back to you, a slight red tint covering his cheeks, and climbing to the tips of his ears.

with a single hand outstretched to you, he introduced himself, “I’m lando norris — and who might you be?”

“Y/N.”

—

that day had happened a few months ago — and in that time, your friendship with the young driver had only progressed.

days you used to spend simply reading in the comfort of your own home, was now spent bouncing from bookshop from book shop — lando recommending you all the books that he had been in love with at the moment.

you had to refrain from telling him you had already read them, having looked him up on instagram a day or two after the initial meet — the photo of him cozy and comfortable in his bed with the stack of books perfectly visible to his side.

the types of books a person read could tell you a lot about their character — and with lando, it was all good things.

“okay, and then this one is semi based on a true story — like half true but has a lot of action and drama sprinkled in there-” he rambled on about the book he held in his hands, his eyes darting between you and it as his hands ran over the spine and pages of the book.

even knowing the writer, plot, and ending — you couldn't bring yourself to put an end to his ramblings. instead, you stood to his side and nodded eagerly as he spoke words with such excitement.

for any other person, you would have cut them off and told them that you had read it — but for some reason, cutting lando off was the last thing you wanted to do. he wasn't the famous young driver for mclaren who was always eager for a challenge on the track. he was just lando.

the boy who had a mini library growing in his room, filled with books from every genre. he was the boy with the odd affinity for milk. he was just normal.

and for the first time in your life — normal felt nice.

—

“lando, you're insane.”

“maybe a little bit, but insane is fun sometimes.”

when lando said he had something fun in mind for the two of you to do, the last place you expected to end up was on the shore of an ice cold lake — the wind blowing harshly against your body, making it sway slightly with the force.

lando had already taken off his jacket, now standing in just his shirt and bottoms.

“I’m not going in that,” you backed away from the boy as he stripped more and more of his clothes off, dropping them in a neat pile on the ground.

he shrugged, pausing in his action of removing his jeans, “are you not going in because its cold, or are you not going in because you don't have a swim suit?” while the lake technically was still warm enough for swimming, the thought of the water 's temperature that was lowering daily paired with the strong winds, didn’t exactly spark excitement in you.

“both.”

“it’s either your coming in by your own will, or I’m dragging you in.”

“you touch me and I’ll hurt you — that’s a promise.”

a mischievous glint appears in lando’s eyes — he knew what he was about to do was going to get him in trouble, and most likely hurt in the end, but the thought of doing it overpowered his thoughts about what would happen after.

there was no going back.

in a split second lando had his arms wrapped around your waist as he dragged you closer to the lake — despite the heels of your feet digging into the ground, he had still succeeded in getting you close enough that if he threw his body weight towards the water, you would soon follow.

and that’s exactly what he did.

a laugh from lando, a squeal from you, and the whooshing of the air rushing past your ears was all you could hear before you found yourself submerged under the cold water.

you clawed your way back to the surface with the help of lando’s arms, which were still wrapped around your waist — as soon as you felt the coldness of the air reach your face, you were turning in his arms and swinging.

“I’m fully clothed you asshole!” you brought a fist down lightly on the top of his head — the water squishing out at the action.

“stop- don’t- stop hitting me!” lando laughed as he let you go, swimming backwards slightly as a way to get away from your violent swings. “I know that you're fully clothed- that's what makes it so funny,” the curly haired boy couldn't contain his laughter at the end — his voice railing into the squeaky laugher that you had come to love.

without the support of lando, paired with the additional weight of your heavy winter coat and soaked wool toque and mittens, you began to struggle slightly to stay afloat. “lando-” the water climbed its way up your face before washing back down as you kicked harder.

his laugher stopped as he kicked his way over to you — grabbing around your waist once more and holding you to his body.

with the distance closed between the two of you, the feeling of his warm breath against your face was unavoidable — as well as the feeling of the heat radiating from his body, even through the layers you had on. neither of you spoke, both trying not to move — for every movement brought a wave of discomfort with your muscles tensed up from the cold. but as time started to tick slower, and all you could feel was the other — the last thing on both of your minds was the temperature of the water.

“you’re turning blue, lando,” as much as you wished you would've stayed in that position forever, the sight of lando’s cheeks and lips draining of its naturally pink colour concerned you. even with layers upon layers of clothes on, you found yourself shivering — and with lando in nothing but his boxers, you doubted he was doing much better than you. “I think right now is a good time to get out,” lando didnt reply, only bringing the two of you closer to the shore.

with chattering teeth, bodies curled in, and fast feet, lando and you made your way to his car — both jumping in the minute you could get your hands on the door handle. neither of you cared for the seats wetting as you sat down.

“I think I have some towels in the back from my training — can you grab them? I’ll get the heat and everything going,” you leaned into the back of the car to the best of your ability, pulling two towels out of an orange gym bag, and bringing them to the front where lando and you sat.

lando wrapped the towel around his shoulders — the shaking constant and harsh, rocking his body violently.

“I would say I told you so, but I feel too bad to even insult you,” with your jacket, toque, and mittens stippped off and thrown onto the floor, you wrapped your towel around your shoulders much like lando had.

“awe, youre so considerate — I didn’t think it through.”

“trust me — I can tell.”

the sound of the heaters on blast and the clattering of teeth was all that filled the car. lando had seemed aggravated at your comment — the way his body turned slightly away from your own, his eyes never meeting yours, and the fact that there was no laugh following or during his words.

what had you said or done that pissed him off?

“are you mad at me?”

lando turned slowly, his eyes still not fully meeting yours — but he looked like he was less angry and more conflicted. “I’m not mad, I’m just- just,” the words were on the tip of his tongue, but for some reason he couldn't bring himself to say them. “forget it.”

“no, I wanna know what's wrong — please tell me?”

he angled his body to face yours after a few moments of no response, making it so him and you looked at eachother with ease. “back out there on the lake- did you… did you feel anything?” your body tensed at his question — it was the last thing that you thought would come out of his mouth, so it took you by surprise. “because I know I did — and that scares me.”

you struggled to find a string of words that made sense to you, “I mean, yeah I guess I did — what did you feel? just so I can make sure that I felt the same thing.”

“I felt like I wanted to stay in that position forever — like I wanted to kiss you,” the words he spoke were soft and genuine. “all I felt was you.”

it had taken months for you to put a name to the feelings you had when you were around the british boy, but now, more than ever, did you finally know what they were.

they were love.

“I felt the same thing — all that I could feel was you and your stupidly perfect body against mine,” both of you giggled slightly at that. “and all that was running through my head was that if you had asked me to do anything with you, I would have done it — hell you could have asked me to marry you with paper rings and I would’ve said yes.”

lando stared at you with a calm look on his face — his eyes drinking you and all of your features in. “I’m glad — because I was thinking the same thing,” his hand fell on top of yours, bringing a warmth to the back of it. “and no need for paper rings when I can promise you the real deal when the time comes.”

“like I said before, I would marry you with paper rings lando,” you leaned in slightly, your voice barely above a whisper. “now kiss me you goof.”

he didn’t have to be asked twice.

#formula 1 x reader #formula 1 imagine #f1 x reader #f1 imagine #::lando norris #lando norris x reader #lando norris imagine

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nitroish · 3 years ago

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red, blue and green can see the minish, while vio can't. if co-fronting with one of the others, he can, but if they shrink as a whole, he'll be kept from the front/consciousness [basically he'll just pass out], and he can't when he's the main one fronting. he doesn't know if he couldn't from the moment they drew the sword and split, or if he lost the ability somewhere along the way, but whatever it was he can't see them now. it makes him sad, yeah, but at least he can see them sometimes, with the others. green knows his time is limited, he knows he won't stay a child forever, he knows someday something's going to push that innocence over the edge and not even the magical connection they have with the minish will be able to stop it, and he'll look to the grass and an entire world will be lost to him, and that thought terrifies him. it hasn't really donned on blue. he doesn't consider himself to be childish or innocent anyway, if he was gonna lose the ability he would've already. maybe he's just special, and he'll just continue to have the ability for life! they are heroes to the minish, after all! it'd make sense! he teases vio about not being able to see them sometimes. it doesnt seem to bother him too much- for the most part. red is...purposefully ignoring that thought. for now he's going to just enjoy whatever time he has! no use fretting over something that hasn't happened yet! they've got plenty of time, and blue's right, they are kinda special after all! worrying about something that might not even happen won't do any good!

anonymous asked: oh a note i felt was necessary to add to one of my previous asks [the one about the minish] because i thought of this and it was bothering me, i realize that "he teases vio about not being able to see them sometimes. it doesnt seem to bother him too much- for the most part." could come off as blue being an asshole and purposefully making fun of stuff people are sensitive about, and that's not really what i was going for. it's more meant to be "blue tends to make fun of people as a way of joking around, but isn't aiming to upset anyone genuinely and will try to avoid doing so if he thinks it'll hurt anyone [though he sometimes doesn't realize something will be hurtful until it's too late, and when that happens, has a habit of being defensive rather than apologetic because it's sort of human instinct to make ourselves look good, and he tends to deflect anger outwards to avoid feeling guilty]", if that makes sense. he's not trying to make jokes at other people's expense.

hope u dont mind i put these two together like this!! im gonna answer under a readmore so it doesnt take up a ton of room and i dont annoy ppl KJFGJHFD

I TOTALLY GOT WHAT U MEANT THO i understand blue isnt rly Just A Fucking Dick kind of character! i totally get what u mean. op all these thoughts make me so so fuckin happy i . love these. i love four swords so fucking much.

im glad vio still gets to see the minish sometimes when hes co-con !! at least he has that, thts nice? "hes sad but at least he can see them when the others are fronting" Exactly is my thought on it sjghfdg hed just be kinda glad he was able to see them sometimes at all? its better than never kinda thing, ykno??

blue is straight up vibin and sometimes to take a hit you need to joke a bit ohh that rhymed KJFSHGKJDHFG. green has so many thoughts about everything i hope he takes a break soon jdsghdkjfhgd hes so busy in his head and i love him for it but i can hear the gears turning.

god i love blue. i 100% get blue and hes really valid and youre RIGHT. blue is just? hes not a straight up dick and people that depict him as such are ~ wrong ~. thats not what hes trying to go for? when hes talking and joking to people some of his jokes just land wrong/hit too hard or close to home but it isnt like he. purposely did it knowing it would hurt op. he doesnt plan on the other persons downfall when he says shit. and u r so right?? defensiveness comes from the fact its hard to just accept that it was hurtful when he had good intentions and meant for it to be a joke? "it was just a joke" but its genuine and not "i knew what i was saying was gonna hurt u and im gonna say it was just a joke to fuck w u"? KJFHGKJHFD IDK IF THAT MADE SENSE BUT I HOPE SO. he did not mean to and <3 guilt is a gross emotion (is angry instead)

the colours my beloveds. i fucking love them. four swords is one of my favourites,,,,

#ask #anonymous #gently holds ur asks they are so nice thank you\#offtopic but HOW R U SENDING SUCH LONG ASKS #ITS SO COOL AND I LOVE IT BUT I GO :0!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! EVERYTIME COS THEYRE SO LONG

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im-totally-not-an-alien · 4 years ago

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Final Fantasy prompts no 53

1. Cloud is immortal and has lived for tens of thousands of years. He has watched his friends and enemies get reincarnated over and over again. He would always interfere and save the day when things got bad, prompting legends and myths of a golden haired hero with glowing blue eyes who swore to return whenever the world was in peril.

But thats not the end.

He took great care to find his friends and keep an eye on them, watching over them as a guardian angel of sorts. When he came across Sephiroth again, he expected a battle, but seeing the dull eyes of a broken teenager staring up at him as he layed battered and bruised by his own parents? It made him realize that Sephiroth wasn't born evil.

The blond added Sephiroth to his list of people to protect.

Cloud often removed Sephiroth from the abusive households he was born into by exposing the parents for their crimes and harassing them as an anonymous individual.

Once the silverette was out of the home he would manipulate circumstances so that he would come to live with Zack or one of his other former friends.

Once he hit a certain age, he would find people Sephiroth was romantically compatible with and play puppeteer until one of them married the silverette. Cloud had done this so many times that he practically became an expert. Strangely, in the recent past lives the marriages ended in amicable divorce. He didn't know what he did wrong, so the blond began expiramenting with Sephiroths "types" again, trying to find a perfect match.

This life however, Sephiroth refused to so much as hold hands with someone romantically and Cloud is about ready to rip his hair out in frustration.

The man walked down a busy street, thinking about what to do next when Sephiroth himselfed grabbed his arm.

Startled, Cloud stared up at him.

"It's you." Sephiroth muttered reverently, as though he couldn't believe his eyes.

Cloud never made contact with these people, he had learned his lesson after the fifth time he lost Zack. He let them live out their lives, only interfering to stop something negative from happening. The blond never showed Sephiroth his face since his ninth life.

So how did Sephiroth know who he was?

2. Cloud nearly giving Denzel "The Talk"

3. Denzel accidentally calling Cloud "Dad", calling Tifa "Mom", and Marlene "my sister" until he was eventually like, screw it, and called them that without hesitation

4. Denzel got in trouble at school for beating up a group of boys that were bullying another kid.

He gets suspended and Cloud takes him out for an awesome ride on Fenrir as a reward, followed by fighting lessons from both him and Tifa, then ice cream.

5. Au where Hollander was murdered by Hojo long ago. Degradation is running rampant through Shinras SOLDIER program, killing several and weakening many more.

Genesis is determined to find a cure, after all, his life is on the line. He's eventually cornered by Angeal and Sephiroth, who pull the truth out of him, and begin aiding him in his search.

They discover AC Cloud, who is from a different dimension/timeline whose very body contains the cure.

Cloud was no longer human, and had developed new organs of unknown purpose, his body having disposed of the unnecessary organs such as lungs, gallbladder, and pancreas, and modifying the ones it kept, such as the digestive track. The catch? Now he needed to feed on large amounts of natural Mako every month to survive.

Genesis sees no problem with this and asks for the blond to save them. Cloud, however, refused, not knowing what was happening to him and knew spreading it would be the bad idea of the century.

Genesis doesn't take "No" for an answer.

Hojo finds out the blond was essentially a second Jenova and had a mini lifestream inside him and becomes desperate to get his claws on him.

6. Jenova haunts Clouds dreams, filling him with dread. Not because she was tormenting him, no. It was the opposite.

In the dreams, she held him like a loving mother. Her gentle embrace warmed him, her soft words brought him comfort, made him confide in her. That's why he was afraid.

Cloud was beginning to love her, and it terrified him.

7. Zack Fair is hereby prohibited from using any form of glitter or glue.

Why? It's Classified.

8. Au where Lazard freed Zack from under the nebilheim mansion, but also dragged him outside, leaving Cloud behind.

He lied to Zack when he woke up, telling him the infantryman was dead. He believed that Zacks chances of survival would be infinitely higher if he left the boy behind, which he would never do if given a choice. So Lazard made that choice for him.

So Zack made it to Midgar on his own.

Cloud was found by Sephiroth months later. The blond had no fight left in him and tried to merge with the other Sephiroth clone, unfortunately since his cells were mutated, Cloud could not merge with Sephiroth.

The silverette had planned to abandon this failed clone until Cloud nuzzle his face against Sephiroths gloved palm. From then on out, Cloud followed Sephiroth everywhere, doing the cooking and the laundry or whatever he could to make himself useful. He would beg the former General not to abandon him, as everyone else had done in the past.

That, admittedly pulled on his heartstings a bit. Sephiroth had also been abandoned and betrayed by his two closest friends. By the company and people he foolishly devoted his entire life to.

So Cloud stayed. His master taught him how to fight, how to care for his gear, and they bonded over shared experiences and silent companionship.

It was during that final battle, where Zack and AVALANCHE slew Sephiroth, that Cloud, hidden somewhere out of sight, swore vengeance against the man who pretended to be his friend, who he believed abandoned him and left him to rot in that hellhole after he had sworn for years that they'd get them both out, that he would save Cloud, (Cause that's what heros do!) only for him to murder the first person other than his mom to ever care about him.

Clouds body held both S and J-cells, and though they may be mutated, he could still call for Reunion. Something Zack couldn't sense due to him being an A-type SOLDIER instead of an S-type like himself.

The blond could cultivate the summoned J-cells and make them multiply under his care. He knew the best revenge was patience, after all, so long as Cloud lived, Sephiroth would never truly die.

All he had to do was stay hidden. Know one could know of him, not that they were looking for a supposedly dead man, even if they were, they would never find him in his hidden underground bunker since no one with more then three brain cells would go near the Northern Crater.

9. Sephiroth drops blatant innuendos and pickup lines all throughout his fight with Cloud, but the blond thinks he's just imagining it.

Seph actually manages to escape that time, but after the fight, his friends point out all the questionable things the silverette said.

Cloud wasn't sure if he should be relieved that he wasn't hallucinating it.

10. Tifa caught Denzel and Marlene "interrogating" a doll that was tied to a tree.

They were hitting it with sticks and yelling, "Who's your source?!" At it.

Needless to say, Reno is no longer allowed to around the children without adult supervision.

11. Kunsel began fiddling with a laser pointer, absent-mindedly tracing large slow circles on an opposing wall. He kept thinking back to all the laser pointer related incidents from the past few weeks until he noticed, much to his horror, that a few of his fellow SOLDIERS in the mess hall were tracking the little red dot with laser focus.

Pun intended.

12. Aerith had long since faded into the lifestream where she belonged, but that's not what this story is about.

Thousands of years have passed since the events of MeteorFall, and Gaia is nearly overflowing with mako energy.

Cloud felt as Gaia began remaking her WEAPONS, and couldn't help but wonder as to why. After about a year of searching he found Vincent again and asked him.

The truth was disturbing. Gaia's lifestream had outgrown the planet, and was preparing a new Omega WEAPON to suck the life out of this one and travel back to the "Mother planet"

Cloud eventually found out about Gaias plans for him by eavesdropping on conversation between Gaia herself and the Cetra from the "Mother planet". You see, Cloud has a unique relationship with the planet. He was modified using Jenovas Eldrich powers, and over time, developed his own. The blond allowed Gaia to use his body/very being as a sort of ward against all things Eldrich, and has worked spectacularly well.

Gaia planned to keep him alive as she traveled through the cosmos. That wouldn't be a problem, no the problem was that she planned to encase him in crystal and keep him there for the rest of eternity. When the Cetra mentioned breeding him so that other planets would have a ward, he nearly gagged.

He told Vincent about everything and admitted he was afraid. The only reason he remained sane all these years was because he could travel and have new experiences. He couldn't do that if he was trapped.

Vincent suggested a rocket, to which the blond revealed that Gaia herself always sabotaged the rockets and space programs. For obvious reasons. They were stuck and didn't know what to do now that it was literally them against the world. So when Vincent suggested reviving Mako energy and the SOLDIER program until they could find a way off of Gaia, Cloud didn't dismiss it.

13. Another summoning gone wrong Au where Sephiroth, Zack, and Cloud who are in the normal modern universe and are lovers in a poly relationship, decide to mess around with a spellbook Zack picked up in a shop. They were saying spells out loud and making fun of them, they also did the wierd little ceremonies and made "potions" and had a good time.

Nothing happened, until they woke up the next morning to the chocobo frantically patting them awake with his hands, stunned silent.

There, in their king sized bed, were their trans-dimensional alter-egos, done up with swords and pauldrons and...is Sephiroth wearing a fetish outfit? Said silverette poked his alter-ego with a ruler a few times to confirm he was out cold.

What were they supposed to do now?

14. Final Fantasy 7 and LoZ: Breath of the Wild crossover

Cloud lands in a new reality, but he's too focused on trying to fight the new breeds of monsters and surviving the desert heat to ponder the situation for long

And then there's all those things that keep trying to electrocute him...Clouds not having a good day.

On the other hand he has plenty of things to take his anger out on.

Also, Cloud meeting a horse! Which are critically endangered on Gaia!

15. Genesis finds Cloud post DoC and begins taunting him, but gasps dramatically when he learns the blond has never tasted Banoran apples/apple products. He drags Cloud along to get a taste. Weirdly, they get along.

#cloud strife #sephiroth #sefikura #ff7 #zack fair #sephiroth+x+cloud #genesis rhapsodos #ff7 story prompts #ff7 prompts #final fantasy 7 story prompts #final fantasy 7 #final fantasy story prompts

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strongsassysexysloane · 5 years ago

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Fumigation leads to Intoxication. Part 2

As promised... . . . . . . . . .

No, please don't come in.

. . .

"Sorry.. Gibbs said Y/n would be here and I just wanted to speak to her before I leave." Roni opens the door half way, holding onto the handle. Your head snaps up at the sound of her voice, your neck was seriously going to hurt tomorrow after all this snapping.

"Come in." You look at Jack who is putting on a smile for the intruder but she's an easy read for you now. After looking at her (so much) you can see her ticks. She's throwing daggers at Roni and you hold in a snicker, watching as she tries to blink normally but there's a slight twitch to her stare.

"Please don't come any further, Roni." You grimace at the sound of your nickname for her coming across your lips, the memories vivid in your mind and the pain of the last time you said it. "Give me a second and I'll meet you in the hall." You reach for your shoes but Veronica doesn't leave, you are half tempted to throw you shoe at her or curse at Jack for getting you in the habit of taking your shoes off in her office.

"Sorry I didn't mean to interrupt anything." You can't help the scoff that comes out and see Jack raise an eyebrow at you, her eyes shining at your clear discomfort and need for Veronica to leave her office. She wanted to have her fun and see what Veronica was like, which would probably reflect on you later.

"Shut up." You spit out through your clenched jaw. she give you her wicked smirk as she turns back to Roni. Standing up, she walks over and extends her hand to Veronica who takes it as as invitation to walk further into the room. You can't take your eyes away, the shoe in your hand forgotten as you ex and your current crush exchange pleasantries, eyeing each other up and down.

"I'm Jack Sloane, Forensic Psychologist." Jack sternly shakes her hand and drops it immediately. Straightening her shoulders she watches as Veronica does just the same but Jack had the upper hand. It was her office and her space.

The shoes you picked out this morning are giving you grief or maybe its the tension that has risen to one thousand in the past ten seconds. Jack's beyond jealous and you can't help the feeling, the twist in your gut and the ache between your legs that grows. Roni looks over Jack's shoulder, because of course Veronica is slightly taller than Jack, which doesn't affect Jack at all. Although you swear she leans up on her tip toes ever so slightly. Veronica looks at you but you're flustered with your shoes so she turns back to Jack.

"Psychologist huh? Y/n tell you all about my dark secrets already?" She smirks, she's trying to be cocky because she clearly saw something between you both and now she feels threatened or some ridiculous emotion. She did the same thing back when you were going out whenever someone showed any interest in you, she got all cocky and smug but usually that lead to mind blowing sex so you never complained. Now it was just pathetic.

"Nothing about you, Veronica. We have more important things to talk about." Jack bit back and you knew, knew because you knew her so well, that Jack instantly regretted biting at Veronica's bait. You knew that feeling oh too well. "She came in to talk about the case, not that that concerns you."

"That how you two ended up siting on the couch all friendly." The power move to cross her arms did nothing for Jack. Jack scoffed, she honestly couldn't believe this woman. Her professional brain was going nuts and her emotions were definitely starting to take over.

It was like watching a caged fighting match with words and with that image in your head you quickly fiddled your last buckle into place.

"We-" Jack breathed in threw her nose and pushed a slow breath out but you jumped up, shoes back on and thankful before one of them slapped the other. But more likely Jack would punch Veronica if you didn't get between them.

"We are done here. Thanks Jack. I'll be back once Veronica leaves." You rub your thumb over her shoulder as you pass her. She gives you a sincere smile, catching your hand as it drops away from her shoulder to give you a comforting squeeze before glaring back at Veronica. You follow Roni out of the room but turn to Jack quickly before shutting the door. "Jealousy looks hot on you, Jay." You whisper and you laugh as she shrinks into her chair, running her hand down her face. Yep, Roni had that affect on people. You'll reevaluate your words when your brain isnt busy getting Veronica as far away from Jack as possible.

You make it half way down the hall before Veronica speaks. "Look I don-"

"Yeah you don't have any right in the way you just spoke with Jay and how you acted in the bullpen. You are on this case to help us with whatever you know about Miss Parker and other than that we don't need to talk. You can go through Bishop or McGee." You open the door to the promenade and walk out, this time Veronica following you, you can hear the clap of her stiletto's following close behind you.

There's a huff before she starts her inevitable rant on your use of names. "So it's Jay with Ms. Sloane but it's last names with the rest of your colleagues?" She's got that fire in her eyes again and that sass in her talk but you aren't rising to the bait. You only like that kind of sass from one woman now.

"I call anyone whatever I want but you, it's Special Agent Jacqueline Sloane to you." You breath slowly, looking her dead in the eyes. "Roni, we are done. Done as the day i got mud all over your Gucci handbag. You didn't want anything more than a good time, we had a good time and it's over. Stop powering around here. We have a dead woman's murder to solve, your colleagues murder, remember? Or did you voluntarily just come here to annoy me when you saw my name on the case? Think you could think about anyone else other than yourself for a change?" You can see she's stunned. You take the oppotunity and walk around her, down the stairs, finding the comfort of your desk. Everyone's eyes are on you and you sit down at your desk, you going straight back into case mode. Ignoring their looks you get back to work.

You see Veronica talk quietly to Gibbs before saying her goodbyes to the rest of the team everyone glad to see the back of her and then there's silence once she leaves. The weight finally lifting from your shoulders. Jack comes down a few minutes later, perfect timing but you knew it wasn't a coincidence. She informs the team of a few suspects connected to the victim that she found.

"We sure it wasn't Veronica? She certainly seems like-" Torries shuts up when he meets the glares from Jack, Gibbs and you. "Or not." He sinks into his chair, and pouts when Ellie laughs at him.

"As i was saying.." Jack rattles off the profiles of the suspects. You watch her stand confidently and speak without a drop of hesitation. So sure of herself and it's such a turn on. You shake your head and look at your computer. You needed to get a grip on your hor-mones. McGee and Nick leave after Jack's update to get Harry Nutter, Jack's number one suspect. It takes them a few hours and you have him in custody and Gibbs goes a round in interrogation with him. After an hour of long glares and hardly any talking McGee informs you all that his alibi checks out and you are all back at square one. Kasie or Jimmy haven't gotten any half decent leads. It's just hit 1800 and you are all in need of a decent meal and rest.

"Go home, sleep. We'll pick this up tomorrow." Gibbs grunts and you all follow his command. Happy to get a reprieve instead of working into the early hours of the morning. Your quick exit had nothing to do with the woman who was currently in your apartment doing god knows what.

The lights are on when you walk up the stairs to your apartment. A smell you don't recognise coming through your door. You twist the handle and are presented with Jack in short shorts, NCIS slouch sweater hanging off one shoulder and her hair tied up in a messy bun. You smile and quietly close the door behind you, she hasn't heard you yet. She's got music playing and she's dancing in front of your stove while stirring whatever is in the pot. The sight makes your whole body happy and a twinge between your legs is back.

You are about to get out your phone when she spots you and a red hot blush crawls up her cheeks. "Oh my god. I'm so sorry. I just got cooking and I love singing when I'm cooking and-" As she's rambling and getting redder and redder in the face, you are walking closer and closer to her. That's when your eyes fall down to her feet, they're covered in fluffy blue socks, really finishing off her outfit perfectly. She's adorable. Your eyes slowly rake up her toned calves, muscular thighs and your eyes snap up to hers as you just realised she's stopped talking.

"No need to be sorry, Jack. It smells great. What are you cooking?" You clear your throat, trying to kill the blush thats now painfully covering your cheeks. She's looking at you curiously, you're under scrutiny and after today you just want to relax and not have to think about anything but you have to keep your guard up at home now too.

"Mac and cheese, my mums recipe." She takes a sip of wine and your eyes narrow at her glass. "Oh sorry, I bought two bottles on the way home. Thought you might need a glass after today. Plus having to put up with me for another two nights." She rushes the last bit out, you can tell she's nervous.

"Not gonna kick you out Jack. Although if you don't pour me a glass of wine while I have a shower you might be closer to the door." You return her smile and she spins around to find another wine glass.

"It'll be ready for you when you return from your shower, sweetheart." The name just rolled off her tongue and she locked eyes with yours as you were passing the kitchen on the way to your room. You smirk and continue walking.

Your shower was needed. It washes away all the dirt you know was left by Veronica and you roll your shoulders back, enjoying the sting of hot water hitting your face and cascading down your body. You want to stay under the water for hours but you hear the clinks of dinner being dished up. You dry off and wrap a towel around yourself before exiting the bathroom.

"Dinner is rea-" Jack stops in the hallway, her eyes dropping down your body and you shiver under her piercing eyes. "Sorry." She bites her bottom lip and hops back into the kitchen, you saw the pink colouring her cheeks and it makes you smile.

You walk into your bedroom, grabbing a pair of lilac coloured leggings and black singlet, slipping into them, you thread your fingers through your hair and look in your small bedroom mirror. You looked cute, maybe, hopefully and you exit, hoping to find Jack dancing around your kitchen again but she was tucked up on the couch sipping her wine glass. The sight of her so comfy and at home in your apartment almost made you feel at home, if your heart wasn't beating out of your chest. She had two bowls of dinner on the coffee table, yours accompanied with a full wine glass and a blanket across her lap.

"Join me." She patted the spot beside her and you happily did as she directed. "Here. You have to have the full experience. Mum did this for me whenever I had a rough day." She shifted the blanket so it rested across your lap and handed you your bowl of mac and cheese.

"You mothering me, Jack?" You tease and Jack straightens up before relaxing seeing your teasing smile.

"Very funny. No I'm not. I'm being a caring and great guest." She takes her bowl and joins you in dinner.

You can't get over how delicious this mac and cheese is. The recipe was surely guarded with her life but you knew eventually Jack would let up. The news is on in the background but neither of you are paying attention to it. Then another smell meets your nose, you look at Jack and she's looking at you. At that moment your oven beeps.

"Right on queue." She jumps up, taking her wine glass with her, she downs the last of her wine before reaching the kitchen.

"What is all this for?" You manage to say in between mouthfuls of mac n cheese. You couldn't put this stuff down, mainly because it was delicious and you hadn't eat in over five hours.

Jack takes out the tray from your oven. The smell assaults your senses again and your eyes light up. "Did you make me mac and cheese and brownies?! You really didn't have to, Jack." You shake your head but take another mouthful of the pasta anyway. Jack laughs and places the tray on your stove.

"You're putting up with me for possibly four nights. This is the least I could do." She flutters her eye lashing and smiles, walking back to you and settling down on the couch, bringing the mac and cheese back to her lips. "Crap." She puts a mouthful of macaroni in her mouth before running back into the kitchen.

"Forgot your wine?" You laugh as you watch her refill her glass, way past the high tide mark.

You settle into comfortable silence as you both eat and drink wine. Enjoying the silence, enjoying Jack being beside you, the wine making you feel light headed and blissful. The days antics washed away until your alarm reminds you of everything at work tomorrow. It isn't long before your wine evaporates from your glass and you groan in disgust which only makes that sweet sound of Jack's laughter fill the room.

"You're cute." She grins, maybe the wine had gone to her head too as her brows furrow for a second and then it's gone.

"Me? You're the one in those shorter than legal shorts and.." You trail off, you eyes following where your words left off and you meet Jack's eyes. She's smiling at you with a cheeky glint in her eye. "I need more wine." You swallow hard and quickly escape to your kitchen. "Want a refill, Jay?" You want to slap yourself with the use of her nickname.

"I'm good, thanks." You jump, her voice is only a whisper, but it's right behind you and not at the safe distance you just put between yourself and Jack.

"Jack I-" You turn to explain, what? You have no idea but she's closes the distance between you, her lips are on yours and you are frozen. Your brain doesn't catch up in time before Jack pulls away. Hey eyes avoiding you completely.

"Sorry I thought-" She's frazzled, you curse your brain for being so slow and its only now that you’ve caught up. Your fingers find the material of her sweater at her waist and tug her to you. She stumbles from the sudden jolt, stumbles into you, her hand coming up cupping your cheek, your eyes meet hers. "Thought I miss read the-" She searching, searching for what both of you want.

"My brain short circuited." You breath, Jack laughs more like giggles and you smile. Your eyes flick down to her lips and back up. It's clear now what you want.

"When I-" She closes the gap between you, holding you in place with her other hand coming up to the back of your neck, drawing you in closer when she pushes you back into the counter. The kiss is slow, both of you exploring, feeling and enjoying the way you fit so well together. Her curves, fitting perfectly in yours, her lips moving in sync with yours, everything is just too right.

You breath, your breath mixing with Jack's as she rests her forehead against yours. "Yeah.." Is all you can manage to say.

"Mine too." She smiles and you kiss her because now you can but neither of you can stop smiling, the kiss turns into short little pecks broken up by your smiles and giggles.

"So cooking for me was a ploy to get me all hot for you?" You wrap your arms around Jacks waist, causing her lower half to rest more into yours, the heat between your legs growing with the sudden pressure and movement. Jack's leg slipping in between yours, the friction making your mind melt.

"Was testing a theory." She shrugged, her hands playing with the hair at the back of your neck.

"Was it does wearing short shorts and dancing in my kitchen turn me on? Then your conclusion is definitely yes." You manage to speak while her fingers gently play with your hair. The sensation makes your eyes close involuntarily.

"Enjoying this." You can hear the sass in her voice, the words uttered as a clear statement which only causes you to snort.

"A little." You yelp with the not so gentle massage turns into a tug, she pulls your hair which causes your eyes to snap open, her ultimate goal. "Hey, who's the house guest?" Her fingers soothe the spot she pulled, her smirk still clear across her gorgeous face, victory in her eyes only matched equally with desire.

She gently tugs you forward although you meet her half way, the kiss she tries to dominate. Her tongue swiping across your bottom lip and you moan into giving her access, she dominates any attempt that you try to take control. Her nips and sucks only make your mind turn further to mush but luckily your body has other plans. You push her backwards and it must take her by surprise as her back hits the opposite counter and she laughs into the kiss.

"Hey." She kisses down your cheek, jaw, neck. "What was that for?"

"Was aiming for my bedroom." You moan as she sucks the spot below your ear.

"You missed." Her tongue swirling, soothing over the mark she just made.

"Was a bit distracted." Your brain has come back together somewhat and you thread your fingers through Jack's hair as she's enjoying herself to your neck. You pull her gently and then a bit more forcefully and she follows your guide so you can look at her. "That wasn't a no?"

"God no." She moans, crushing her lips into yours

The rest of the night is a blur of clothes getting thrown across the apartment, laughs and fits of giggles as you stumble to your bedroom and moans and pleas before the night catches up with you both, the brownies forgotten for now. Your heart is still hammering against your chest and you can feel Jack's doing the same under your touch. Your fingers happily exploring and teasing across her skin.

"Are you trying to tickle me?" Jack murmurs, the sex still evident in her voice.

"Just a result of my touch against your skin but I can-" Jack shrieks as you squeeze her side, a place you found earlier when you were exploring everything Jack Sloane, that and the back of her knees were a sensitive spot too.

"S-stop" She struggles to push you away but you're still half collapsed on top of her, making it impossible for her to get away but you give in to her pleas. Knowing it would only come back twice as bad when she gets the chance. "Little shit."

You laugh and place a kiss to her collarbone and another to the base of her neck. "Takes one to know one."

"Wow. How mature of you." Her hand resting across your back that's been gliding up and down your spine of rht past few minutes now tries to tickle your side but thankfully you're back in full control and try your hardest to hold your breath, not giving in to her tickles or need to laugh. "Not fair." She pouts. The years of training yourself self control when being tickled has finally paid off.

You let out a breath as she gives up her assault. "What was that about maturity?" You laugh, nestling into her neck, leaving open mouthed kisses against her skin.

"Mmm, you're lucky ’m half sleepy and half sated otherwise I would've won that fight." You hear her yawn and drop a kiss to her neck again as she stretches and moves to get more comfortable.

"Comfortable? Wait only half?" You look at Jack trying to make a frown but you can't help but smile as Jack laughs and leans in leaving a kiss on your cheek. It's meant to settle you, comfort you but you're still waiting for her verbal answer.

"20-80 and yes. Very." She whispers into your ear and snuggles further to make her point.

"You cooked so you didn't have to sleep on the pullout again." There's accusation in your voice but it's dulled by the laughter in your eyes and the smirk on your lips.

"Hey it worked, didn't it?" She says it so smoothly that you are half concerned but her smirk cracks through and you shove her shoulder in response.

You move to get up but Jack tightens her hold around your waist, making you tumble back down into her side which makes you laugh and your heart pang knowing she doesn't want you to leave. "I'm going to the bathroom. Is that ok?" Your mouth brushing over hers, teasing her with the thought or intention of a kiss but it never happens. Her arms loosens at your waist, her bottom lips jutting out in a poor attempt at a pout.

"Don't be too long." Jack brushes her nose against yours and pecks your lips, satisfied that she caught you before you had a chance to doge her mouth. She deepens the kiss and releases you.

You moan as she pulls away and hop up to go to the bathroom like you said.

You spend the next few hours talking about nothing and everything. Jack telling you stories about her past and you sharing yours. It's sweet and emotional and you both can't stop touching each other, fingers tracing, grazing across skin. It isn't until the early hours of the morning that sleep finally takes you both. Both snuggling and curled up in each other.

If it wasn't for the blaring noise of your phone alarm going off you would've loved waking up in Jack's arms, her legs tangled in yours and her moans vibrating across your skin.

"No." Jack groans, trying her best to roll over but she ends up pressing her face into the crook of your neck trying to hide from the world.

You reach out and switch off the alarm, your hands coming back to Jack's skin like a magnet. You trace her scars, her body shivering under your touch. She rolls onto her stomach beside you and you see it as a clear invitation to explore. You watch her reaction as your fingers move along her scars, her face half hidden in your pillows but she manages to smile up at you, it's a tired, sad and only Jack could manage to show so much emotion with half of her face.

"It's ok." She breathes, seeing the hesitation and question in your eyes.

"You're gorgeous." You whisper and lean down and place your lips onto one of her scars. You smile when her body shivers again, a soft whimper coming from her lips, you see her hand gripping the pillow under her head tightly. Your lips trace where your fingers had just been, making sure to kiss every single scar. You feel her shudder and you lean over to see a tear running down her cheek.

"I'm sorry, I didn-"

It's so quick, so sudden, she springs up, her lips capturing yours in a wet, open mouthed, emotional crushing kiss. She cups your face between her hands and pulls back. "No ones ever-" She chokes up and a sob escapes her lips, her head dips and she leans her forehead against your chin attempting to regain control of her tears, emotions.

"You're gorgeous Jacqueline Sloane." You cup her cheek, bringing her face back to yours and brush your nose against hers in attempt to get that smile she only shows you. She nods in response and neither of you move. You drop small, feather sfot kisses to her cheeks, hair, nose, forehead and it's a success. Her lips curve into a beautiful smile.

It's moments, minutes before you pull apart, the nagging feeling of work growing stronger.

"Please stay tonight." It's a whisper, a plea.

"I kinda still have to..." She smirks, the sass is back, but she kisses you on the lips before you can bite back. "But even if I didn't, I would."

You reply with a peck to her lips before hopping out of bed. You both get ready in a few minutes, you let Jack use the bathroom first while you get coffee and the brownies ready.

"We are having brownies for breakfast?" She laughs, wraping her arms around your front, kissing the back of your neck.

"That ok?" You place a big slice on one plate and grab two forks.

"Perfect." She lets got and sits down at the counter with you, sharing the brownie and enjoying the coffee. It's such a sweet, domestic moment and you don't want it to end. "We can do this again tomorrow morning." Her fingers reach out and trace your cheek and cup under your chin, lifting your head. Your eyes lock with hers.

"That easy to read, huh?" You smile, glancing at her lips before leaning in and kissing her. The sweet taste of brownie and coffee are intoxicating mixed with the taste of her.

Her fingers tangle in your hair which only deepens the kiss. You both break apart, gasping for air. "Only because I was thinking the same thing." The brownie is quickly devoured between kisses and sips of coffee.

"We need to go." But your eyes say the opposite and Jack just grins, her eyes sparkling. That's when you know everything is going to be fine because looking into those whiskey, soft eyes is home now.

"Think we can keep this just between us for now? Not that I dont want to scream your name to the world, just think we would be too distracted at work." You watch the emotions cross her face, the uncertainty, her nerves, the blush sweetly covering her cheeks. You lean in and kiss her cheek, lingering a second longer to make your point.

"I'll make you scream my name tonight instead then." You wink, hopping down from the breakfast stool and leaving a shocked Sloane in your kitchen.

"I'm going to be the one distracted at work now." She groans, following you out the door. You throw your head back and laugh, locking the door behind Jack.

"Funny, you've been intoxicating me at work for months." This was going to be fun. . . . . . . . .

FIN. I know, sad right? Luckily I have a few other ideas floating around. What did y’all think???? Your comments always make my day/night/week!!

#jack sloane x reader #jack sloane #fanfic

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saihahas · 4 years ago

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The sheer brilliance of the Pikmin shorts

And how their success shows that a cartoon with no dialog can excel in quality.

This is going to be seperated into three portions, for each short! Short 1 will be titled in RED. Short 2 will be titled in BLUE. Short 3 will be titled in PURPLE.

SHORT 1

Short one, The Night Juicer, is my least favorite out of the three. Granted, I still really enjoy the short! But it's not memorable in comparison to the other two. It's the shortest, and plays off of what Pikmin are named after! For those not aware of Pikmin lore or the games, Pikmin were named based off of Pikpik Carrots, which are very popular on Capitan Olimar's home planet, Hocotate.

This short begins with a very cute title sequence, showing Pikmin just doing Pikmin things! Which the series is exceptional at.

The first short starts with a Red, Blue and Yellow Pikmin watching Olimar make himself an unassuming red smoothie.

A lil squeaky sound effect is made when Oli puts his hands on his hips, thats all.

ANYWAYS-

The Primary Pikmin trio all run up to Olimar as he finishes up his cup, but stop after glancing over to the side of the blender, seeing a cut up Pikpik carrot they mistake for a Red Pikmin.

This sends the trio into a frenzy, freaking out and running away from Olimar.

Oh and this

Consider my timbers, shivered. Olimar creepily walks towards them, as if it was a horror movie. The trio fantasize what will become of them once Olimar catches them, while trying to get as far away from him as possible.

Olimar corners them in the storage closet, and the trio fear the worst. Only for Olimar to daintily push them to the side, and pick up two pikpik carrots for another smoothie.

All in all, this short isn't bad! It's cute and simple, a jokey horror trope. It simply suffers the fate most pilot episodes do. The other two are much less Olimar centered, and shine as a result.

SHORT 2

Short 2, Treasure in a Bottle, is my second favorite of the trio, but it definitely is close to overtaking short 3. This series is devoid of Olimar entirely, focused on Pikmin interacting with eachother. (And our protag, a Red Pikmin's desire for the shiny)

Short 2 starts out with a Red Pikmin, lets call him Steve, in a field chasing a butterfly. He gets distracted by a bottle, and proceeds to stare at his reflection in the glass.

The ramune is giant in comparison to Steve, and then he notices the shine of the marble inside. He screams in excitement, before scaling multiple objects to reach the top of the ramune bottle. (After falling off a grass blade gently)

Steve marvels at the marble, and hops into the bottle. He notices the long way down from where the marble lies and shudders, determined to roll the marble out. He attempts several times to do so, and on his last attempt, the marble gets stuck. After a few seconds, the marble falls and steve lands at the bottom of the bottle, and can't get out. While stuck, a trio of a single red, blue and yellow Pikmin come across Steve!

After laughing about how silly he looks inside the bottle, the trio tries to come up with a plan to break Steve out. Blue suggests filling the bottle with water, so Steve floats to the top and can be pulled off. Steve quickly shuts the idea down, as all Pikmin aside from blue Pikmin can't swim. Yellow has a much more direct approach, grabbing a bomb rock and allowing it to detonate, launching the bottle into the air. Steve flies out of the bottle, but as the bottle lands on the ground, Steve falls back into the bottle.

The three watch a trio of blue pikmin latched to eachother trying to pull down a butterfly, before a purple adds too much weight and the butterfly gets away. The trio has an idea, and like that Steve is saved!!!!

But not without taking the ramune with him ;)

SHORT 3

The final and longest Pikmin short, Occupational Hazard, is easily the best of the three in my opinion. It has Olimar present, but he isn't the focus of the short, the pikmin doing their thing are!

The short starts off showing some Pikmin taking apart pieces of a large machine, carrying bits ans pieces along, with come cute slapstick type comedy throughout. The camera pans out, showing how small the pikmin are compared to PNF-404 (Earth)

A quick pan later, and Olimar appears! He's using his whistle to direct Pikmin on where to go, much like in the games. The Pikmin are catapulting eachother, two go down, one comes up. They all carry the bits of metal to the Reasearch Pod, which assesses value. The Pod takes a brief leave, panning over Olimar and the Pikmin.

What a great shot

A yellow pikmin gets catapulted, offering a bent nail, which Olimar declines. The pikmin tosses the nail over the edge, hitting a white pikmin on the head. (Which they are VERY angry about) Two blue attempt to pull up a purple Pikmin, which was definitely unsuccessful, followed by a very angry white Pikmin yelling and taking his spot, only to be flung into the stratosphere after two purple Pikmin come down the catapult.

Back to business as usual.

The camera pans to some yellow Pikmin making their way inside the machine itself! Some yellows are carrying materials, but two stop and notice a small bolt. One touches it and gets shocked, followed by both touching it, and their leaves sprout into bulbs and flash, as they made a current! A blue tries to join in on the fun, but dies, as they can't conduct electricity. Poor guy :(

A small group of Pikmin sneak off to some pipes, ready to go have some fun! A blue Pikmin kicks a red through a pipe, and we get a cute transition to the other side of the pipes! A yellow pulls out a mushroom, a red and blue pull out screws and, there's a cute mario reference with a red Pikmin! Our lovely gang finds an odd looking pipe and decide to check it out, only for it to have been the snout of a Blowhog! It spews fire before emerging from the pipes, nearly burning the group. Luckily for them, some red Pikmin take on the Blowhog, because they're fire resistant. The red Pikmin are playing with thr Blowhog, despite it still chasing their friends around breathing fire. Luckily AGAIN, the Blowhog trips, and lands in the mud, its snout being filled with it. Naturally, they decide to have fun with the mud.

Back to Olimar and the construction site, my absolute favorite piece of pikmin media occurs. (Spliced 4 convenience, sound on!!!)

Something very big in these shorts are exaggerated reactions as well as music and sound effects playing to convey a specific feeling. Pikmin do not speak, and neither does Olimar. But in these shorts, their small soundbytes are able to convey what the pikmin are saying to eachother. This method of sound design is done extremely well, and I would argue to say that if these shorts prove anything at all, it's that nintendo could make a TV series that has no dialog whatsoever, and still have the audience rolling on thr floor laughing.

Back to the mud buds, we get a few more shots of them playing before yellow gets distracted. The shiny strikes again. Yellow walks into a large oil drum, and picks up a screw. Deeper in the drum, another sparkle catches his attention. Yellow picks the second up, and finds himself at a place with several odd colored objects. One of which he kicks.

It's a Bulborb!!! And its MAD. The mud buds are in trouble, and they're running as fast as they can from the Bulborb, who gets a red and blue Pikmin into its mouth. The two manage to get out through its nostrils, giving the others enough time to make a plan to outsmart the Bulborb.

A giant glove comes out of nowhere, halting the Bulborb and hypnotizing it, before flinging itself onto its backside. The glove was being controlled by an entourage of Pikmin, and the Bulborb catches on rather quickly, biting the glove and flinging the mud buds out. They all hide in a wheel rim(?) and some slapstick ensues.

Fed up with the mud bud's antics, the Bulborb kicks the rim, but hurts his toe instead. Poor guy,,, but he had it coming.

With a cute fanfare, we quickly return to Olimar, who has scaled the machine! But now his attention turns to the Bulborb that has been oddly fascinated with the rim.

The Bulborb finally manages to free the car wheel, throwing it into the air! Once it hits the ground, the mud buds all fall out, much to Olimar's dismay. And the way he struggles while whistling for the pikmin's attention is a BIG mood for people who've played the game before.

The mud buds start running to Olimar after hearing his call, much to the Bulborb's dismay. A chase ensues, and the Blowhog appears again, with its fire abilities regained. Rhe Bulborb continues to give chase, with two Pikmin meeting their demise. Everything seems hopeless, as the buds and Bulborb are huddled into the scoop of the machine.

And we get thrown back to the yellow Pikmin's party, with several linking to eachother and sparkling. One's foot touches the other's head, completing the current and turning the machine on.

The scoop gets sent upwards, as Olimar falls and lands on a lever, causing the scoop to let loose the contents inside. Right when it seems the buds are going to hit the ground along with the Bulborb, their leaves sprout into flowers! They gently float to the ground, while the Bulborb was.... not so lucky. A heavenly light shines as the gang ascend, with triumphant music in the background.

Oh and then all 97 pikmin left go ham on the bulborb.

The machine begins to deconstruct, and fall apart. More sadly relatable whistles from Olimar ensue, and uh

This happens.

After clearing the explosion, Olimar and the Pikmin look upon the wreckage, as the Pod reappears, and takes a value of the entire machine. The Pod asseses that the wreck is 100,000,000,007 pokos, and Olimar makes a triumphant pose. The white pikmin from earlier comes crashing down during the Fin. screen.

Now for my personal thoughts, while I have had some spread throughout, my final cohesive thoughts are as stated down below. Pikmin as a franchise has been dead for a while. We got a reboot of Pikmin 3 this year, and these were reuploaded from the WiiU era. The overwhelmingly positive response from the community as well as non-pikmin fans is second to none. These short style, no dialog cartoons have worked for Nintendo for years. (If anyone remembers the Yoshi and Poochy shorts I love you) This series is phenomenal at conceying emotion, or the volume of the situation, without saying a single word. The pikmin scream in excitement, they make their little noises in anger, dings and drones are placed perfectly, so EVERYONE can understand the situation. I fully believe that more companies should view these cartoons as cartoons, and give them the spotlight as well. Each short remains the length it has to be, and shows some fun content at that. The Pikmin interacting with eachother and behaving the way they do is adorable, especially when in the Pikilopedia from the games, Olimar mentions specifically they act like toddlers. Toddlers who help him not miss his own kids as much, while stranded on PNF-404.

If you wanna give the series a view for yourself, I'll provide the thinks below!!

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acinsomnia · 5 years ago

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some things i wanna see in acnh

• more fish and bug species

• either an island you can visist regularily or a special rare mystery island that has one or two alive dinosaurs on it and some other cosmetics to sell the prehistoric look and the fish and bugs there are all prehistoric - that is the only way to catch those

the dinosaurs are not interactive they have limited movement/same range of animation as the fossils do now theyre just decorative

• veggies!! give us a native vegetable

they should work more like flowers but need to be watered for maybe 3 days straight to grow full size and be harvestable and can spread on their own if watered again while being harvestable - maybe even some special rare crossbreads. fruit sell prices should be halfed so making money isnt too much easier

• make turnips only available as seeds.

daisy mae sells you seeds which take a week to grow and need to be watered daily but they dont spoil so you can wait however long you want to sell them. great opportunity to bring back red turnips.

for back story once daisy maes grandmother got older she realized she would rather keep the art of turnip farming alive than the stock market.

• fish weight displayed by size of the model with small, medium/normal, big.

bring back fish tourney points by weight. would also love to have the option to compete against villagers like in nl

• make the creator code permanent with your switch profile so when you lose your island save somehow, your codes dont suddenly stop working for others.

on that note save patterns and designs somewhere else like it did in nl so codes never expire even if you delete it from your catalog.

• MORE SPACE FOR DESIGNS!!!!!!!

• changing/deleting a design thats already displayed on the ground stays on the ground and doesnt get replaced/deleted (:

• Fuck harveys island and paying more money for more content. let me hit max friendship with a villager and receive a special picture of them to put into my house

• on that note, more requests from villagers, more dialogue, let them ask me questions more often, let them interact with each other with actual dialogue more often

extra points if villagers can build relationships with each other and will talk about each other based on that

• all of these are unrealistic already but god a slightly bigger island and upping the villager limit to 15........... would be so good make the extra 5 plots optional as well for people that would feel overwhelmed with so many houses/villagers

• and ofc stuff like craft multiples of one, skip dialogue with the dodos and/or skip directly to the options with no extra questions asked but leave the option to go trough the text for people that prefer to go trough them

for example give us an app to book a flight trough

• have actual info on fish, bugs and fossils in the museum instead of just saying you donated it on so and so

• would love to see more tasks from nook as well but i got no ideas for that

would love to see more “achievements” for nook miles

• a full body suit for us to design, a hat that lays flat on the head like in nl for designs, and full access to the face for face paints

• give us backpack templates to design backpack

• would love some jewelry options but could take it could leave it if we have the full body suit

• more hair options cause im vain and none of the hairs look even close to my hair style even tho its a common one :/

• also how about more eye color options half of them are different shades of blue

• let us place down little houses/rooms for people that wanna design restaurants or other fun stuff and make it openly accessible and interactable for villagers alternatively just give us walls

• let us interact with bathtubs and pools i want my character to just sit in it

• not sure if diving was a confirmed thing that will come back but give me diving back

on that note also bring back multiplayer games

• have flick, cj and blathers react when you bring them a particularly rare bug/fish/fossil

#animal crossing new horizon #acnh

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creativecornersonmarz · 5 years ago

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It was Perfect (Loceit and Demus)

A/N: Tw: Coma, car accident, and major character death.

It was perfect.

"Remus, get over here!"

"You gotta catch me first!"

Laughter from the two loving boyfriend's filled the streets as they ran, one chasing the other.

It was perfect.

The couple stood in line, Remus bouncing on his heels, eager to get some. They soon got to the front of the line, Dee getting an icecream cone, and Remus getting one of the oddly shaped SpongeBob ones.

"Ew, does your mommy know you eat all that crap?"

Remus giggled, sticking out his tongue to Dee.

It was perfect.

"That was fun. Wasn't it Dee Dee?"

"Actually, it was."

It was perfect.

The light turned red signifying that the people on the crosswalk could go.

It was perfect.

"I love you Dee."

"I love you two Re-"

IT WAS PERFECT!

In a flash, Remus pushed Dee towards the sidewalk, a red vehicle hitting him instead.

"REMUS!" Dee yelled running to his boyfriend who lay seemingly lifeless on the ground. "No, no no no no, no! You're not leaving me! Not yet!" He quickly dialed 911, ignoring the driver who was apologizing to him non-stop.

It was perfect.

Soon the cops came, taking Remus' into the ambulance, Dee coming along after telling the medics of Remus' and his relations.

Dee peered sadly at his boyfriends face. Eyes closed, makeup smudged, he wasn't smiling his usual happy smile. No, he just lay there. If Dee didn't look closer for signs of his slight breathing, he would have thought him dead.

It was perfect!

How could their amazing day end up like this?!

Remus was rushed to a separate room once they made it to the hospital. A room that Dee wasn't allowed in.

So, he sat in the waiting room. Anxiously fidgeting with the end of his sleeves, he was about ready to break down sobbing, screaming in agony. But he couldn't. Not in front of this crowd of people.

Everything was perfect!

Who could he call-

Virgil!

Surely Virgil didn't hate them that much still? Right? They were on thin ice with him at the moment, but surely he would want to hear of Remus' condition.

So he dialed his number, the phone ringing a few times before a voice could be heard on the other end.

It was perfect.

"What do you want-"

"I'm at the hospital. Remus- he- he was hit by a car- I-"

The line went dead. Of course Virgil hated him. After all he did... He has a right to be upset. But still-

His thoughts were interrupted by a purple patchwork hoodie coming into view.

"Wheres the bastard?" He demanded, sitting down next to Dee.

It was at that moment that he decided to breakdown. He sobbed into Virgil's shoulder, clinging onto his hoodie.

"I-I- He's in- He's in recovery. They- they won't let me see him! I-" He was cut off by heartbreaking sobs wracking through his body.

"They won't let you, the patients boyfriend, check on, the patient?"

Dee nodded, trying to cling to Virgil as the emo got up from his seat, heading towards the secretary, eventually prying Dee from his hoodie.

"Excuse me, where could we find Remus Kingsley?" He asked with faux sincerity laced in his voice.

"I'm sorry sirs, but he's not open for visiting at this moment. He's in recovery now."

Virgil rolled his eyes, glaring at the lady, "Yeah? Well I don't see why his boyfriend, can't see him," He said through gritted teeth.

"Look sir, it's not up to me. Your best bet would be to ask Mr. Kingsley's doctor, Doctor Logan Sanders you can find him in his office. Though I do suggest you knock before entering."

Virgil gave the lady an obviously fake smile, grabbing Dee's hand and heading towards Doctor Sanders office.

It was supposed to be perfect.

"Vi, you don't have to do this..." Dee mumbled, his crying having just stopped a while ago. It left his eyes red and puffy, and little tear tracks obvious on his face.

"How many times do I have to tell you, even if we've had a rocky past, the present is now. Even though it may not seem like it, I care about you two."

"Alright, so we're doing this."

It was perfect.

They soon came upon Doctor Sanders office, Virgil knocking timidly on the door.

A silent, 'Come in,' could be heard as Virgil and Dee stepped through the doorway, Virgil glaring at the doctor as Dee gave Virgil his mom stare, hoping that would be a sign to make him stop.

"Ah, gentlemen. What can I help you with on this fine day?"

"Yeah uh, I'd like to be educated in the reason why my mom, can't go see his boyfriend who is in recovery. Mind you, recovery. Which means, he's getting better. So uh, why?"

Logan looked slightly startled at Virgil's question, immediately regaining his original posture.

"Well you see-"

"Excuse you, but I don't see shi-"

"Vi, let's go. We need to call Roman as well. Remus- Remus is strong. He can do it."

"No. I'm not leaving until-"

Logan sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "I'll let you see him. Just don't tell anyone I did."

"We would also like to know of his condition." Virgil said, voice stiff.

The doctor looked warily at Dee, trying his best to avoid Virgil's death glare.

He cleared his throat, stopping in front of a door in the hall. "He's um... He was injured. Immensely. You see-"

"What. Happened. To. My. Boyfriend?" Dee asked through gritted teeth, trying his best to stay calm.

Logan finally got the door open, stepping in, Dee and Virgil in tow.

At the sight of his boyfriend laying there, Dee almost broke down. Again. He slowly walked towards him, reaching a hand out and using his thumb to softly stroke his face.

"Will he be alright?" He took his hand from Remus' peaceful face, turning to look at Logan.

Logan coughed, scooting a ways away from Virgil, scared of the slightly smaller emo.

"Well... He's in a coma."

Virgil turned in Logan's direction, taking a step towards him. "You didn't think to tell us this before!?"

Logan backed up slightly, his hands up in defense. "We believe that the patients loved ones should get a little time to take in everything that has happened."

Virgil looked at Dee about to ask him for his opinion. But what he saw instead broke his heart. His usually sarcastic, cunning friend that nothing seemed to faze before, just stood there. His face blank.

Almost as if a dam broke open, he fell to the floor beside Remus' hospital bed, grabbing said man's hand and pressing it to his lips. A sob broke through the silence in the room.

The sudden changed caused Virgil to be brought back from his intense rage, all of his anxious thoughts flooded into his mind. He went to Dee's side, taking his free hand in his and placing it against his chest.

"Hey, hey... It's alright. Breathe with me, k? In for 4... Hold for 7... Out for 8... That's right, you're doing great Dee..."

Soon the crying stopped as Dee sat there, letting Virgil take his hand from Remus'.

"I'll call Roman ok?"

Dee nodded as Virgil got up, taking his phone and stepping outside the door. Logan cleared his throat once more before taking small steps towards Dee, sitting beside him.

"Look, I understand this may be hard to take in, but if it makes you feel any better, it's a high chance that he will live."

Dee looked up towards the other male, attempting a small smile. "Sorry about Virgil. He can get pretty overprotective sometimes."

"Tch, look who's talking." Speak of the devil. Virgil walked in a light smile on his face. "Roman's on his way." He took a seat in one of the blue hospital chairs that surrounded Remus' bed.

"Well, uh, I suppose I'm not needed anymore so I'll be off."

Before Logan could leave the room however, Dee grabbed his sleeve, causing the doctor to face his direction.

"Thank you." Was all Dee said before he let go of his sleeve, turning back to face his lover.

Logan's face tinted a barely noticeable pink color as he stumbled out a, 'My pleasure,' and rushed back to his office.

It was perfect.

Months later, Logan and Dee grew closer, seemingly inseparable.

Dee often visited Remus always talking to him, not caring if his boyfriend didn't respond.

"Things are getting better Re."

'Thats great Dee Dee!'

"I miss you..."

'I miss you two...'

"Logan's nice."

'Oh.'

That was always a thing with Dee nowadays. Logan's this, Logan's that! And it was honestly scaring Remus...

But... What if his love was happier with Logan?

Would... Would have to let him go?

No. He was being ridiculous. Dee loves him, and he loves Dee.

His thoughts were interrupted as Dee leaned in, kissing Remus' forehead.

"I love you Re..."

'I love you two Dee...'

It was perfect.

Soon, the months turned into a year as Dee was about to visit his boyfriend.

"Oh! Dee... I um... I wanted to speak with you." Logan smiled nervously, taking Dee's hand and leading him to his office.

"What do you need Lo?"

Logan coughed nervously, he seemed to do that a lot around Dee, and took Dee's hands in his.

"Look, this- this might ruin our friendship," He took a deep breath, looking Dee in the eyes, "but, I- I love you!"

Dee's eyes widened, a small smile appearing on his face.

Surely, Remus wouldn't mind? I mean, he was always talking about how nice an open relationship would be. And Logan would definitely love him once he woke up!

"I love you two!"

"But- what about Remus?"

"I love you both. Um... Equally."

"Poly?"

Dee nodded, taking Logan's hand in his. "Come on, we can wait for Remus together."

It was perfect.

Three months later. Logan and Dee were together at a small cafe, on a little date, being happy and talking about future plans.

Little did they know of the man slowly stirring, eyes blinking open as he sat up.

There was a gasp beside him as the nurse shot up from his seat, a big smile on his face.

"Mornin' kiddo! You were out for a very long time!"

"How long exactly?"

"One year and three months!"

One year and three months?!

"Um... Wow. I- wheres- do you know where-"

Remus was interrupted as Virgil walked in, ready to see an unconscious man laying in the hospital bed. When he saw Remus awake and conversing with nurse Patton, he was ecstatic!

"Remus!" He said breathlessly, pulling him into a hug. Patton smiled, getting up and leaving the two silently.

"Hi Vivi! Did ya miss me? Admit it, ya missed me!"

"Of course I did... Dirty bastard. Now let me call Dee-"

"No! I wanna surprise him!"

"Fine. He's at Heart n' Bakes. But I should warn you-"

"Thanks Vivi, tell the doc that I'll be back for a check-up thing in a while!"

Before Virgil could tell Remus about Logan, he was off, sneaking out of the hospital. He hummed happily to himself, trying not to trip as his legs just felt like jelly.

A few minutes later, he came across the cafe, peeking into the window and looking for Dee. He soon spotted him. Except, he was with another man...

The other guy wore a black button up with a blue tie, and thick black rimmed glasses that framed his face nicely.

At first Remus thought that Dee was just out with a friend, happy that his boyfriend was doing good while he was out.

That was until him and the stranger kissed.

IT WAS PERFECT!!!

Did... Did he not want him anymore...?

He knew Dee was poly but...

Would he have talked with him even if he was in a coma about this...?

Remus was done.

If Dee was happy now, then he was happy.

That's what he wanted for him...

Right...?

Withholding the tears in his eyes, he left the cafe, not turning back.

He went to his and Dee's flat, suddenly realising he didn't have the keys and the door was locked.

He went across to his neighbors, originally thinking about asking for a key.

"Remus, you crazy bitch! It's been forever! Omg, have I got tea to tell you! Oh, here's Dee's hoodie, he left it here last week during our afternoon lunch. Shit. I gotta go, see ya soon ok? Bye babes!"

Remus could only watch as his neighbor, Remy, shoved the yellow hoodie into his hands, grabbing his coffee and rushing out the door.

He sighed, slipping on Dee's hoodie, he didn't need any of his stuff anyway. Dee could keep all the things they used to share. He walked down the street, heading towards the airport.

Dee was happy, he was happy.

He just needed a break from all the things that reminded him of him.

If only he looked where he was going.

If only he waited to cross the street.

If only...

CRASH!

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Dee and Logan walked into Remus' hospital room greeted by the sight of Virgil laying in the bed, conversing with Patton, the nurse.

"Where's Remus?" Dee asked, searching the room.

"What do you mean, 'Where's Remus' he went to go surprise you." Virgil said, raising a brow.

Suddenly a ringing was heard throughout the room as Virgil took his phone from his pocket and pressing the accept call button.

"Hey Ro-"

Sobbing could be heard through the phone as Roman told the group, "Check- check the news," And he hung up.

Reaching for the remote with shaky hands, Virgil switched on the TV, the news coming up immediately.

"Today, on Oct 12 2019, Remus Duke Kingsley, has been declared, dead."

IT WAS PERFECT...

UNTIL IT WASN'T!

'I love you... Dee Dee...'

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Sorry for not posting much! I've been writing the stories on my Wattpad: @ alamarz, then copying and pasting them here!

Thank you to those of you who have been patiently waiting!

#thomas sanders #virgil sanders #logan sanders #patton sanders #roman sanders #demus #tw demus #tw deciet #deceit sanders #tw remus #remus sanders #loceit #tw coma #tw car accident #tw character death

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vandergeld · 5 years ago

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hey everyone welcome BACK to my blog , hi , how are ya ? i’m RUZZY ( or ru , rudy idk if thats too much lmAO ) & i have not been apart of a group in 84 years ............ that graphic is so extra but i was bored & first impressions are everything , ANYWHO this is my mans WARNER played by my mans GRAYSON DOLAN , who lacks f’n resources so i gotta work some magic w/ all these gifs on tumblr lmao so any gif icons are noT mine for the most part they’ll be taken from gifs alr created ( s/o 2 the fly hunnies that made ‘em ) anyway ya’ll don’t really care abt me lmao soooooo here’s warner ! PLS feel free to hmu ANYTIME for the plots & things of that nature u could lit never bother me idc , my discord is 𝐫𝐮𝐳𝐳𝐲𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐝𝐚𝐮𝐳𝐢#1643 if u everrr need to get ahold of me when im not on tumblr !

𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐘𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐃𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐍, cismale, he/his. → look out, there’s 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐑 𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐑𝐆𝐄𝐋𝐃. you know, the 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘 year old 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 of 𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐀 𝐋𝐀𝐌𝐁𝐀𝐃𝐀 𝐌𝐔. you know, i overheard someone say that they were 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄, 𝐑𝐄𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒 , 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆 and 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐃. but that’s just rumours. fresh new pairs of air jordan 1's, the roar of a crowd in a stadium, and lost weekends come to mind when i think of them. what about you? [ ruzzy, he/him, 18, est ]

TW : CANCER MENTION , SMOKING MENTION .

// » GENERAL :

FULL NAME : warner evangelino alexander vandergeld ( inspired by the antagonists of white chicks lmaooo ) .

HOMETOWN : new york city , new york .

NICKNAMES : dumbass .

AGE : twenty .

BIRTHDAY : october twenty-first .

ZODIAC : libra .

GENDER : male .

PRONOUNS : he & him .

NATIONALITY : american .

ETHNICITY : german , italian , irish .

LABEL(S) : the golden boy , the lothario , the jock .

TROPE(S) : chick magnet , hormone-addled teenager , unwitting pawn , upper class twit ,

OCCUPATION : college student & collegiate football player & full time frat bro .

FRAT : beta lambada mu .

MAJOR : environmental science .

POS : charming , charismatic , brave , athetic , dedicated , eco-friendly , high-moral compass , book smart , kind , energetic , optimistic , loyal ( most of the time ) , respectful , well-rounded , level-headed , ambitious , debonair , life of the paty .

NEG : compulsive , easily-influenced , dimwitted , hypersexualized , problematic , addictive , rebellious , bemused , defensive , clingy , hopeless-romatic , overly-competitive , envious .

INSP : nate archibald ( gossip girl )

// » PAST �� :

warner was born & raised in the city that never sleeps and is the product of evangeline moretti-vandergeld , an intelligent american-italian socialite turned environmental politician , and captain william vandergeld , a former navy captain , and now a shareholder in some boring fortune 500 company that allowed his wife and son to live an affluent , and privileged life . his mother however , was the real deal , often using their sum of wealth to donate to multiple charities , organizations , etc, she was dedicated to keeping new york city ( and all who lived there ) clean and safe , and she instilled those same values onto her son.

some people are born lucky , and others , lucky to be born . warner was the first option . his childhood was nothing short of happiness , and happiest days were with his mother , for as long as he could remember , any happy moment in his childhood was faded right into her.

things took a drastic change his freshman year of ( private obvy lmao ) high-school . warner’s mother was diagnosed with breast cancer , and little to his knowledge , it wasn’t looking pretty from the start . she was frequently in and out of the hospital for a few months at a time and it was not looking good on any fronts . one day when she went to the hospital it seemed like she never left , maybe she didn’t , those days were a blur for warner to be honest . watching his mother lose life , every single day was not a task he was up for .

by then it was just warner and his father , they were all they had in the big city . ( when he wasn’t always away on business ) warner grew up in that big luxy town house all by himself , with the company of loyal maids , chefs , and nannies of course . but in high school , the more he really submerged himself into it , it was a crazy world & he loved it . whilst getting demands from his father in tokyo to attend those boring sailing classes , warner instead headed out to their beach house in the hamptons for an early 20 rager .

warner undoubtedly knew the power he possessed , big man on campus type & it felt good , until about towards the end of his junior year he was honestly all partied out , but of course reputation is everything , in order to keep up thats when he picked up the real ugly habits , that were of course fun . smoking numerous amounts of marijuana , various girls in - and - out every other day was a feeling like no other , he knew it was wrong , he knew his mom would be ashamed , him doing all these things and not carrying on her legacy in some way . but he couldn’t help himself in a all honesty , and no doubt some of that transitioned over in college .

// » AES :

lost weekends partying , chicken wings & french fries , air jordan 1′s , gucci guilty cologne , friday night lights , clouds of smoke & red eyes , diamond encrusted jewelry glistening under bright lights in a dark room , nike sweatsuits , game winning moves , new york city at night , hamptons in the summer , spring break in miami , impulsive decisions .

// » TL;DR :

( and some stuff i probably missed oops ) warner is a conflicted mama’s boy who knows half the shit he does is wrong but can’t stop . after his mothers passing he had an absent father who seemed to always be away on business , only in town for a month or two , missing his sons’ multiple feats to keep himself distracted from the fact that his wife was no longer with them. created immense daddy issues for warner , especially since he was a standout football star & 2x stage champ in high school , and is currently playing collegiality for the irish , with dreams of making it in the nfl cause screw his dad he don’t wanna go 2 the navy , or work for dat company # not gonna happen . warner took great advantage of wealth & his fathers absence , but he’s lowkey partied out in college , or so he likes to say but he fakes it ‘till he makes it bc he doesn’t his brothers to think he’s lame . HE’S LIVING FOR EVERYBODY BUT HIM BASICALLY .

// » HEADCANONS :

warner is on a football scholarship majoring in environmental science bc although he most likely won’t do shit w/ da degree its for mommy .

he can EASILY be manipulated or taken advantage of , he’s book smart but lowkey dumber than a fucking box of rocks

immastonerbyyoungthug.mp3 . occasionally , but , more so than that ? he always manages to flush out his system in time if needed be , but he loves 2 roll up # stress relief

a BEAST on that field ( student athlete meme here )

has all the canon gray tattoos bc fuck what dad thinks . he wears a solid 16 inch gold chain , and another of the same length with his moms’ name on it , never fucking takes it off , showers with it cause he can .

ok ........ he rich , but like not i can do whatever i want rich ??? he may not ever have to work a day in his life , but he don’t got the pull u think he does w/ his dumb ass u probably couldn’t even tell he’s got money with his minimalist fashion sense .

he has a higher moral compass than most of his frat bros , but the stupid shit he does , u most likely won’t even be able to tell , he’s definitely a serial romeo and a heartbreaker , one compliment ? he’s ready to drop his pants & fall in love w/ u .

HE DUMB , but like he can talk his way into & out of anything , most of the time , batting those big brown eyes & a million dollar smile has saved his ass on multiple occasions .

// » WANTED CONNECTIONS :

EX-GIRLFRIEND : i’m thinking his first & only “ serious “ relationship while in college . were going pretty steady until he cheated on her ( hmm wc on who he cheated on her w/ ?? ) , she never found out but that guilt ate warner TF UP so he cut things off with her via text message and blocked her number , ignores her any chance he gets ‘till this day , cause he doesn’t have any balls and cannot face his fears .

FRAT BROS : lowkey what i’m MOST excited for asdfgh like whoever is in beta lambada mu hit me the fuck UP so we can discuss dynamics , roomates , allat .

FOOTBALL TEAM : same for above , he’s lowkey cocky & got sly comments when he’s on the field , he constantly humbles himself but can’t helps it , he is hot shit and he knows it , how does his team feel ab that ?? w/ his defensive ass !

GOOD-LUCK CHARM : prolly a girl ( bonus points if a cheerleader ??? im not picky tho i promise if ur muse don’t shake poms idc ) it happened out the blue , they screamed his name while the team was walking out for a game , and she called that he’d get 3 td’s and thats exactly what he did now they joke ab it and shit ( maybe a goodluck kiss b4 games bc its warner lolol ) idk i came up wit it on the spot but i love it.

// » MISC :

i’m a dumbass & this got way longer than i expected but if u made it all the way thru ily .

#clovers.intro #♔ — ∞ ⁞ @ 𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐆𝐄𝐋𝐃 ↱ OOC.#im so srry this a novel #but woot woot im so excited !!!!

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juminsmysticmc · 6 years ago

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rfa + minor(if thats ok) with a kid who gets into a fight at school and ends up looking pretty beat up when they see their parent?

RFA + Minor Trio who’s child gets hurt after a fight

Jumin

Normally Jumin was the one who picked up your seven years old boy but today he was a bit late and so you went to pick him up.

But of course you didn’t expect him to look like that!

,,Jonghyun! What happened to you?!’’ you shouted.

,,Who did this?!’’ you asked him.

You were just so angry. Not at your son of course but at the person who did this.

You took him into your arms, your bluse was now totally bloody, you had to go to the hospital.

You knew that your son was in pain but he didn’t cry for a reason.

,,Talk to mommy, my sweetie, tell me…..please’’ you begged him with a trembling voice.

,,I wanna go home….’’ he mumbled and you did what he said.

But in the car you first took pictures of his face.

,,Mrs Han, should I rush to the hospital?’’ Driver Kim asked you concerned as he saw the boy’s face.

,,No, I will call a doctor personally.’’ you responded.

But of course you called Jumin to come home right away.

,,MC! What happened?!’’ he asked you.

He couldn’t believe what he saw.

You and your son were totally bloody although you didn’t seem to be hurt.

,,Jumin, someone beat our son!’’ you were now sobbing.

,,Look what they did to my baby!’’ you told him as you caressed his little hand.

,,Mommy don’t cry….’’ the boy sobbed.

,,Tell daddy, who did this and why….’’ Jumin asked his son and kissed his front.

,,The 10 years old boys said that you just did something to women to have fun, that you didn’t love mommy and that mommy didn’t either but just wanted money….and so I got angry and said that they were fat and stupid and so we had a fight.’’ he explained.

,,I’m going to talk with their parents right now!’’ you snapped.

,,No, you stay here. I will send my bodyguards to them. I will sue them all. And I’m going to talk with the school. Our son will go to a private school. Choosing this school wasn’t right.’’ Jumin told you and you nodded.

You were so afraid and in pain to see your son like that but in the evening Jumin came back with a lot of presents.

That night Jonghyun slept with you in your bed and the three of you hugged each other the whole night……

Zen

The two of you thought it was just so romantic to pick up your daughter together.

And so the two of you walked hand in hand toward the school.

But of course none expected to see your daughter in front of the school, crying with messed hair and bloody lips.

Your heart dropped and Zenny let go of your hand and rushed over to his sunshine.

,,Princess, what happened? Why are you like that? talk to daddy!’’

He begged and hugged his daughter while she kept crying in his arms.

,,Mi So?’’ you mumbled and stroked her hair.

She finally looked up.

,,Mommy and daddy are here. Tell us, who did this to Mi So?’’ you asked in a soft voice.

Zen knew that even through your voice seemed calm, your hands were trembling.

,,The girls from the flower class slapped me because I said that daddy is mine.

And so we fought but I was alone and they were a group…’’ she cried.

,,I’m going to the president!’’ Zen shouted and entered the school.

You on the other side stayed with your beautiful daughter and consoled her.

After this, the three of you went to visit the girl’s houses and either Zen nor you stayed calm with the parents even through they were on their knees.

The two of you decided to take Mi So to another school and hoped that this would never happen again.

Yoosung

,,Yoosung-ah, our son is 20 minutes late! Shouldn’t we search him?’’ you asked your husband and looked at the clock.

,,Mc, it’s 12:45 o’clock, don’t worry. He’s probably playing with his friends outside.’’

Yoosung tried to calm you.

,,No, I have a mother’s instinct, something is wrong!’’ you panicked and rushed out, of course Yoosung behind you.

And you were really right because at a park two boys were fighting with each other.

,,YAH!’’ Yoosung screamed when he realized that one of the boy was his son.

He looked awful…

Yoosung began to scream at the boy who was hitting his son while you checked your son.

,,Why did you guys fight?’’ you asked him.

,,Because he took my LOLOL figure…’’ he answered.

,,WE WILL BRING YOU HOME RIGHT NOW!’’ you scolded the other boy who was also crying by now.

But of course he wasn’t as hurt as your little boy.

Once you arrived at the boy’s home you and Yoosung talked to the parents and the boy excused himself for his act.

Of course the parents were embarrassed but this wasn’t your problem.

,,Baby, there’s no need for violence.’’ you then explained to your son when the three of you walked back home.

Your son was in Yoosung’s arms since he was badly hurt at his leg.

,,But he took my toy!’’ the boy whined.

,,That’s no reason to beat a person.’’ you explained.

Since then Yoosung learned to listen to you because he realized that you were always right….

Jaehee

The two of you adopted a beautiful boy and cherished him just so much.

You were two tiger moms, the boy was your everything.

So it was just naturally that the two of you were pretty mad when your son had some scratches and torn off clothes.

,,Why did they do that?’’ you asked him while Jaehee dialed the parent’s number.

,,They laughed about me because I was adopted by the two of you….they said that the two of you were disgusting…’’ your sweet son cried.

You hugged your son, you actually cried with him.

Your heart was in pain too.

You were the reason for his pain after all!

But Jaehee couldn’t bear to see the two people she loved the most in pain and so she acted against the parents and went to their home personally.

And for the next days she taught him how to use martial art….

Saeyoung

It was almost naturally to see your son dirty or bloody, he was playing with Saeyoung after all.

,,Saeyoung, I swear, if I see my son once again like that because the two of you fought, I will kill you!’’ you warned you husband while you treated your son’s wounds.

But today it was totally different.

Your son was hurt pretty bad, you almost got a heart attack.

,,SAEYOUNG CHOI!’’ you screamed once your son collapsed into your arms.

,,What’s wrong Mc, why did you-‚‘’ your husband was puzzled by that sight.

,,WHAT HAPPENED?!’’ he asked you and rushed to you to help you.

,,I don’t know. He just came home and in the next moment he collapsed into my arms!’’ you cried.

The two of you first let him rest and waited three hours for him to awake.

When he was finally awake, he told you, that he had a fight with his friends.

Saeyoung quickly hacked into the boy’s phones and made a big virus on it.

Although this wasn’t enough for you.

,,I want to kill their parents!’’ you snapped at your husband.

,,Don’t, instead let’s play.’’ Saeyoung tried to calm you with his kind smile.

And so Saeyoung played with his little family, although you weren’t happy about that.

Of course you had to act for your son.

But none knew that while you were asleep next to your son, he and Saeran hacked into the parent’s phone and destroyed their life with the contents….

Saeran

You loved your little family which was complete.

You were pregnant again and just couldn’t be any happier than that.

But of course someone had to destroy your happiness.

Your little daughter Ha Ni came home and looked really bad.

Her hair was messy and cut, her lips bloody and her eyes red and swollen due to the tears.

Your heart stopped to beat for a few seconds.

You were already crying and hugged your daughter.

,,Tell mommy, did someone attack you? Why does my girl look like that?’’ you asked her.

But the little girl was way too shocked and didn’t say anything.

You immediately called Saeran.

You didn’t tell him what happened but he was sure, something was wrong.

When he saw you and his beloved daughter crying, his blood began to boil.

,,I’m going to ask Jumin for help!’’ he snapped and immediately called the RFA.

It was so cute how everyone tried to calm the little girl and you.

Of course Saeran and Saeyoung immediately contacted the families and made a fuss.

,,Saeran….it’s not your fault….’’ you whispered in the middle of the night while Saeran was crying into your lap.

,,I….didn’t want this…I want to protect her….’’ he sobbed.

He was broken but eventually it got better the next day when you bought for both of them ice cream.

Jihyun

Out of the blue you heard a girl’s cry and rushed outside to check what was wrong.

You didn’t expect to see your adopted daughter there.

,,What’s wrong sweetie?!’’ you asked her and tried to calm her.

,,They beat me because I’m adopted….! I fought back but they were too strong!’’ she cried.

Your heart broke in million peaces, because she was adopted?!

,,Who? Who baby, mommy’s going to take care of that!’’ you told her and stroked her cheek.

Of course she flinched.

,,Don’t, baby girl….please…’’ you begged and hugged her.

,,What’s wrong?’’ Jihyun asked you when he stepped outside.

He heard the two of you but he didn’t think much about it.

You quickly explained what happened.

,,Let’s go to meet the parents!’’ he told you.

He took his daughter into his arms and drove to the place where the bullies lived.

You were a person who really hated violence but when you heard that the mother said, that her daughter didn’t do anything wrong, you exploded.

You slapped the mother and yelled at her ,,ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! SO I DIDN’T DO ANYTHING WRONG RIGHT NOW?! WAS THAT OKAY?!’’

You asked her.

She didn’t answer but just closed the door.

You knew that this wasn’t the right way but you just couldn’t hold back.

,,Baby, don’t worry. You won’t see anyone like that anymore…’’ you promised.

For the whole week he allowed her to sleep together in your bed and with his remaining power he sued the mother.

Vanderwood

You never thought that Vanderwood could be such a loving father.

To be honest you were pretty happy about his reaction.

Well, there was something you didn’t like though.

It happened when your shy and weak boy came home dirty.

,,What happened to you?!’’ he asked him in an angry tone.

,,Vanderwood! It’s just a little bit dirt! I will clean it! Don’t scold him for having fun!’’ you snapped.

,,No, Mc! Don’t you see that?!’’ he asked you.

You took a second glare at your son and realized that he didn’t look like he had fun in the dirt.

,,What happened, baby?’’ you asked him.

And then he broke down.

,,We played but eventually had a figt and then they did bom bom with me….!’’ he cried and made signs how his former friends beat him.

,,I’m going to beat the shit out of them-‚‘’ Vanderwood snapped and went out.

When he came home again he told you that he slapped each boy and then brought them home and told their parents what he did and why.

,,Every parents said that I did well.’’ he ended.

,,Still….violence….’’ you mumbled and stroked the face of your boy who was asleep on your lap.

,,You should be pretty happy that I didn’t let them eat the dirt….’’ he laughed.

You slightly slapped your husband ,,Don’t joke about that….’’

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07.05.’19// 20:58 MEST

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