#why are none of my muses 6ft

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💌𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Someone give me a plot where muse a happens to be someone famous (actor, athlete, etc) who has a bad reputation. Enters muse b who is a pr manager, who got hired to deal with them. The two gets off on the wrong foot, but thing is they’re stuck with each other until muse b’s contract end. They’re forced to be around one another and even have to share the same room in the hotel as they travel. One thing leads to the other and they begin developing feelings for one another. Muse a then finds out some horrible life changing news and cuts all ties with muse b, even getting them fired. However, one night muse b gets drunk and calls muse a telling them how much they miss them.

🏷️𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 4.8k(I'm sick)

🏷️𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: fluff, angst

🏷️𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: Jude hates reader, a blonde in this, some guy named Jeff. Denise is apart of this

🏷️𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐬: Jude Bellingham x PR manager reader

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: this took way to long to write lol enjoy

Jude Bellingham Masterlist

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Jude was a messy man.

He knew it. Everyone knew it and his team especially knew it.

After joining real Madrid Jude fame grew over night. Score after score he became one of the best players of this generation. With that came lots of girls which also came lots of gossip.

None of it was good for the young footballer. He had years ahead of him and needed to keep it all clean.

Luckily for Jude his team came up with a solution. They’re going to hire you.

You’re a pr manager. You were young and fresh into your career but nonetheless good at what you do. It was only fitting that they hired you to help keep Jude’s imagine clean before something happened.

Reader pov

I typed away at your computer, answering whatever email that came through. Today was the day I was meeting Jude to discuss my job with him. Nerves took over me, it wasn’t every day I met a famous footballer. Before this I only worked with smaller celebrities, never anyone big like him so I was nervous.

A knock at the door snapped me out of my typing. I cleared my throat before speaking.

“Come in please.”

The door swung open slowly revealing jude. The 6ft man walked into my office without uttering a word. He looked upset about something, but still butterflies filled my stomach for some odd reason.

“um.. sit please.” I pointed to the chair sitting across from me Jude did as I asked and sat down in the chair.

“so what are we doing?” he asked in a plain tone. I frowned. We’re not off to a good start it seems.

“hello to you too Mr. Bellingham.” I meet his brown eyes. “I was going to shake your hand, but it seems like we’ve already got to the point. I’m y/n and I’m your PR manager.”

“why do I need a PR manager? I can manage myself.” He said with a loud exhale. I swear I saw him roll his eyes at me, but I ignored it.

“ Mr. Bellingh-“

“stop calling me that. Call me Jude.” He snapped stopping me.

I put on a fake smile. I was getting frustrated with him and we haven’t even been talking for 5 minutes.

“Ok Jude, the reason I’m your PR manager is because you’re messy. You sleep with plenty of girls and they run to gossip blogs for their 5 minutes of fame and it’s ruining your image.”

I sat back in my chair, throwing the pencil on the table.

“Now if you don’t want me to help you keep your image clean then too bad because you’re stuck with me for 2 years due to a contract.”

Jude looked at me. His jaw clenched meaning I got under his skin. Good. If he wants to be an asshole than so will I. Two can play this game.

“fine. Are we done here?” clearly he was ready for this to be over and so did I to be honest.

“Yes, we are. It was nice to meet you. Have a good day.”

I picked up my pencil back up and began writing. Jude sucked his teeth and got up. He walked out of the room slamming the door a little bit. I rolled my eyes. He was going to be hell.

Jude’s pov

I hate her guts. I don’t know why my team even hired her. She was bitchy, something I didn’t like. I didn’t need anyone to keep my image clean. Quite frankly I was doing fine so what was the purpose of her.

I walked out of the building to the car where my mom sat. She noticed the shift in my mood the second I got in.

“how did it go?”

“I don’t like her.” I mumbled as I put on my seatbelt.

“why don’t you like her?” she asked as she put the car in drive. I sighed. “I don’t know. I’m just not feeling her vibe.”

She hummed and I looked at her. “maybe you’ll warm up to her.”

I doubt it.

Reader pov

Today was my first day working with Jude. I dreaded this. After how our first meeting went I wasn’t ready to deal with his sass.

I was going to the ballon d’or with him. I had to make sure he didn’t answer anything weird or meet up with anyone. Anyone being girls.

Under the request of Jude’s other team members I would be flying with him on a private jet.

I wasn’t too happy about this. If I could I would fly commercial, but I needed to act like I loved this.

I arrived at the airport way before everyone else did. As always my attention was very much on my laptop answering emails.

“You’re here early.” I heard behind me. I turned around to see Jude standing there, but not by himself, but with another woman who looked exactly like him.

“yes I am.” I shut my laptop and stood up. “its nice to meet you. I’m y/n.”

I stuck my hand out to the woman. She smiled and shook it. Finally someone nice.

“It’s nice to meet you. I’m Denise.” I smiled back at her. “ok the plane will be here in 20 minutes.” I say. I pick up my laptop sticking it in my laptop bag.

Those 20 minutes went by fast and before I knew it we were on the plane. I sat in the back and struck up a conversation with Denise. O I could feel Jude’s pissed off energy as I spoke with her, but that didn’t stop my conversation.

Jude’s pov

I hate watching her talk to my mom. Ever since we got on the plane they’ve been talking about something and I hated it. Hearing her laugh pissed me off and so did her voice.

I turned to my phone trying to block out their conversation, but her laughter cut through. I’m already sick of her and we haven’t even known each other for that long.

Eventually the plane landed and we were finally getting off. I was the first off and into the car that was going to drive us to the hotel. Later y/n and my mom climbed in.

The car ride was silent up until y/n spoke. “um so since we’re only getting two hotels, Denise and mark are of course sharing one and me and you Jude are sharing.”

I felt my blood boil when I heard what she said. Could this week get any worse.

“what? I’m not sharing a room with you. I’ll buy you your own room, I’m not sharing with you.” she was about to say something until my mom spoke.

“Jude, you’re sharing a room with her and that’s final. I don’t want to hear anymore complaining from you.”

I ran my hand down my face and sighed. “fine.”

Great now she has my mom taking her side. I swear I could see y/n smirking out the corner of my eyes which made it worse. Can’t wait for this to be over.

Y/n pov

Once we reached the hotel room Jude was off. I suspected it was because he was embarrassed after his mom yelled at him.

I grabbed a room key and made my way to the room where I will be staying with Jude.

When I unlocked the door I was faced with Jude.

His hands were on his hips as he stared at the bed. The bed!

There was only one fucking bed.

I dropped my bags as the door clicked behind me.

“this day of course can get worse. Not only am I sharing a room with you, I’m sharing a bed as well.” Jude mumbled.

He muttered a few curse words after and sat down in the chair in the corner of the room.

“I can go see if they can get us a two bed room.”

I turned around ready to leave, but Jude stopped me.

“don’t bother. This hotel is packed. There won’t be any rooms left.”

“ok.” I sighed. “Well I’ll try not to take to much space up. I’m small anyways.”

Jude didn’t say a word to me so I took this as a sign to not say anything else. It was late at night so I got myself ready for sleep. Getting my clothes, taking a quick shower and climbing in bed all while acting as if Jude doesn’t exist.

Jude entered the bathroom once I climbed under the covers. Sleep over took me before I got a chance to watch him come out.

The next day I woke up to my alarm.

I groaned, reaching over to the nightstand to turn it off. I was about to get up until I felt an arm around me. Pushing back the covers I looked at it.

It was Jude’s of course.

I turned around to see Jude passed out, Mouth open slightly. He was sleeping peacefully, but I refuse to let a jackass have a day of peace.

“get up! Balloon d’or day!”

I slapped his cheeks and he woke up with a jerk. I removed his arm from me climbing out of bed. I said nothing about the incident, but I’m sure he knows.

Jude’s pov

I can’t believe my arms were wrapped around y/n as I woke up. I swear I was on the other side of the bed when I went to sleep, but subconsciously I must have wrapped myself around her over the night.

I got up to get myself ready. Today was a special day: it was balloon d’or day.

Me and y/n traded places in the bathroom and that was the last time. I didn’t see her again till it was time to go to the awards.

“Are we ready to go?” she asked me but my attention wasn’t on her words. It was on her figure. She stood there in front of me in a black dress with light makeup. It was obvious she was trying not to stand out, but I couldn’t deny she looked stunning.

“jude.” She called out my name and I looked at her face that had a frown on it. “are you ready?”

I nodded. “yeah” I cleared my throat. “ I’m ready.”

She smiled awkwardly and turned around to walk out the hotel room. I sighed knowing she caught me staring.

Y/n pov

I caught Jude looking at me earlier and those butterflies filled my stomach as he did so. I hated my body for reacting like that.

I pushed it to the back of my mind . When we got the d’or ceremony Jude took some pictures for the ceremony. When he finished we made our way inside and separated for the rest of the evening.

Jude won a kopa trophy. I was happy for him no doubt. I let him know when we returned back to our shared hotel room.

“ congratulations.”

Jude sat his kopa on the desk in the room. “thanks.” He gave me a soft smile before pulling off his suit coat.

I sat down on the bed with a sigh, pulling off my heels. When they finally off I climbed back and laid on the perfectly made bed and shut my eyes.

I can hear Jude moving around the room, but I ignored him.

In the middle of me shutting my eyes I fell into a slumber. I didn’t realize until I felt someone shaking me.

I groaned, opening my eyes. It was Jude.

“what?”

“you can’t sleep on top of the blanket you know that right?” Jude said in an annoyed tone.

I sat up. “you don’t have to be an asshole about it.” I got up and pulled the blanket back as I heard Jude, who’s back is facing me, suck his teeth. I got under the blanket, still in my dress but I didn’t care. I was too tired to care.

Jude walked to his side of the bed. He was only wearing boxers, no shirt unlike last night. “where’s your shirt?”

Jude pulled back the cover and got under.

“Why are you worrying about it?”

It was now my turn to suck my teeth. I laid down turning my back to him and drifted off to sleep, ready for this day to be over.

Jude pov

I woke up this morning feeling great. Last night I won my kopa and I couldn’t be more excited about that.

I stretched ready to get up, but something heavy on my chest stopped me. I looked down to see y/n laying on my chest.

This is the second time we ended up tangled in each other arms. I couldn’t lie I love having someone cuddling up to me in the morning, but knowing it was y/n pissed me off despite my heart fluttering in my chest.

I shook y/n. “wake up.”

y/n opened her eyes. She looked over at absolutely disgusted. It took everything in me not to laugh at her face.

“time to get up. We got a flight back to Madrid.” I got up to go to the bathroom to brush my teeth. When I got out of the bathroom y/n was now up. She was in absolutely nothing seeing how her dress was now pooled on the floor.

Her back was facing me but that didn’t stop me from tearing my eyes away from her.

“Fuck y/n. At least tell me you’re changing.”

“sorry. That’s what happens when you share a room.” She mumbled as I Heard clothes being thrown around.

A brief moment of silence fell between the two of us before y/n spoke.

“you can look now Jude.”

Turning around she was now in some jeans and a shirt. A smirk painted her face making me roll my eyes and go back to what I was doing so we could leave sooner.

--

A few days have passed since we returned to Madrid. I went back to training and Y/n went back to working in her office where she said she wouldn’t bother me.

I was relieved. Tonight I was going to make the most of it.

I found myself inside the sweaty club with a drink in my hand. Several girls have already came up to me begging for my attention. I made small talk to be polite, but I didn’t give them much. They were gold digging and trying to sleep with me more than anything.

I’m not sure what’s gotten into me. Any other time I’d be excited to talk to a bunch of girls but not today.

Maybe it’s the alcohol in my system, but I couldn’t stop thinking about y/n.

Her tan skin, soft lips, and pretty eyes filled my head. I stared at her so much that every little detail about her was burned into my mind. She was like a fog I couldn’t clear from my head. I didn’t really hate her if I’m being completely honest. I was just an asshole the first day we met and haven’t changed because in my mom words I was stubborn.

As I sat staring off into space a girl came up and sat next to me. She was blonde, thin and had an ok face. She was ok looking, but I knew I wasn’t interested in her right away.

“How are you?” she asked, her flirty tone and toothy smile making me cringe. “ I’m good.” I brought my drink to my lips and drunk the rest of it. I hated that it was empty because I needed more.

For the next 15 minutes the girl tried to make conversation with me. It was clear she was trying to get in my pants. After a bit I was tired of listening to her. Without a word I got up and walked away. The blonde followed me making me roll my eyes. “where are you going?”

“ I’m going home.” I answered plainly. I stopped outside the club pulling out my phone ready to call a friend to pick me up.

I felt the girl hand trail up my arm. I looked at her with a disgusted look on my face. She really didn’t give up.

“I’m not interested darling. You can stop trying.”

She sighed, dropping her hand and rolling her eyes. “Fine, but you don’t know what you’re missing out on.”

She walked away with a dramatic stomp. I couldn’t help but laugh at how stupid it looked.

-

Y/n pov

My phone going off woke me from my beautiful slumber. I groaned reaching over and picking it up.

“hello?”

“y/n, it’s Jude.”

I sat up rubbing my eyes. “what do you want Bellingham?”

There was a brief silence on the other end before Jude spoke. “yesterday I went out to the club and a girl was trying to get my attention, but I wouldn’t let her. Moral of the story is someone took a picture of me and her and now its all over the internet.”

When Jude finished I groan. “oh my God. Ok I’m on it give me a few hours.”

I hung up the phone getting to work.

After two hours I did everything I could. Getting some of the pictures taken down and an article out stating he didn’t know that girl and left Alone that night.

The next time my phone rung it was of course Jude.

“yes Bellingham?”

“thank you for that. I didn’t think you were going to be able to do much.”

I scuffed. “I feel insulted that you think I wouldn’t be able to do anything. It’s my job, I’ll find a way.”

I heard Jude laugh on the other end making me smile.

“anything else you need Bellingham?” I asked. My voice softer than ever.

“yeah.” “what would that be?”

“call me Jude, darling.”

I felt butterflies fill my stomach at the name he gave me. “ok Jude.”

Jude POV

I feel good today. The day before, y/n fixed an issue I had. I don’t know why I thought I didn’t need a PR manager because I totally do.

We had a match today and I thought I’d repay her by inviting her to the game.

“you’re wearing my jersey?” I asked when I walked up to y/n and my mom. She turned around.

“Yeah.” She looked down at it “I was planning on wearing the other teams jersey, but I decided to be nice since you invited me.”

I rolled my eyes making her laugh. After greeting my mom I said my goodbyes and went to go get ready to play.

An hour later I was on the pitch chasing the ball. 50 minutes or so nothing went on until I somehow found the ball in the back of the net.

The crowd interrupted into a cheer, I ran to the edge of the field throwing my arms wide to celebrate, soaking in the love I was receiving.

When the game ended the team went to applauded the crowd. I found myself finding my mom in the stands. I waved to her earning a wave back. I see y/n standing there smiling at our interaction. I smiled seeing her standing there with my mom. She just fits there.

After the game I was reunited with them. I offered y/n to come with us to dinner but she passed up on it saying she had work to finish, so here me and my mom are on our way my ourselves.

“you like her don’t you?”

My mom asked out of nowhere in the car.

“what?” “I see the way you look at her, you like her.”

“I don’t.” I scrunched up my face. My mom laughed. “sure.”

Maybe she was right. The past few days a lot changed. The feelings I had for her was confusing. I never felt this way for anyone. This must be what liking someone felt like. Boy was I scared.

-

After dinner I made my way home. I was exhausted and ready to go to sleep.

When I got in bed I grabbed my phone and logged into Twitter. The first thing I see is a post about y/n. Everyone asking who she was. Lots of people speculated that she was my girlfriend and many said she was no one which isn’t exactly a lie.

I didn’t expect this to happen, but I hoped when she woke up the next morning she would fix it.

Y/n POV

I woke up to my notifications going off. Great what could it be this time I thought to myself.

I grabbed my phone to see what seemed like a million request to my Instagram. “what the fuck!”

I opened my phone to see why this was. The first thing I notice is a text from Jude.

I’m sorry  please be able to fix it

I’m confused so I opened Twitter. My face was plastered all over the app. It was because of yesterday’s game. They thought I was Jude’s girlfriend.

I cursed and pulled back the blanket hoping I could fix this before it got worse.

After an hour I couldn’t fix it. It was clear the damage was already done. I sat defeated. This was the worse thing that could happen to me. Not only did people know who I was but I was being harassed because they thought I was Jude’s girlfriend.

My phone rung, but I couldn’t bring myself to pick it up.. not right now.

I didn’t know what I was going to do. With my job being me following Jude around I knew this wouldn’t go well. His fangirls would always think we’re dating and will harass me. I knew I couldn’t work with Jude anymore for my sanity.

Jude POV

I tried to call y/n, but she didn’t pick up. She saw my text which meant she knew what was going on.

I feel bad. All I wanted was to repay her for fixing my problem, but ended up with an even bigger problem. If she’s pissed at me I wouldn’t be mad about it.

A few hours passed and y/n still hasn’t called or picked up any of my calls. I grew worried. I tried calling my other team members to see what they knew what was going on.

“jude?” my team member Jeff said what he picked up. Before I could say anything else he spoke before me.

“y/n quit.”

My heart dropped into my stomach. “what?”

“yeah she said she didn’t want to make your career worse. I tried to make her stay, but it didn’t work.”

I shook my head, pitching the bridge of my nose.

I hung up the phone and tried to calling y/n again. When she didn’t pick up I texted her, but still it was no use.

“fuck!”

I threw my phone on the bed beside me.

“What’s wrong Jude?” my mom voice filled my ears. I didn’t look up at her. I just spoke. “y/n quit.”

“oh honey I’m sorry. Was it because of yesterday?”

I nodded. “yeah. Everyone thought we were dating. I thought she’ll be able to fix it, but she couldn’t. Now she won’t pick up my calls.”

“give her some time.” I looked up at my mom. “she might need some time right now. It’s all a lot.”

She was right so that’s what I did.

A few days have passed since I last talk to y/n. I missed her badly I couldn’t lie. I can’t believe someone I hated so badly at first, I was now missing.

-

My friends invited me to the club tonight to clear my mind. I had several drinks with the intention of getting wasted and it worked. An hour later and I was drunk.

Of course the person who clouds my mind happens to be y/n. I missed her, kind of yearned for her. I miss annoying her. I needed to get her back.

I pulled out my phone finding y/n name in my contacts. The phone rung 2 times before y/n picked up.

“y/n?” I slurred out.

Y/n POV

The song of booming music on the other end of the call made me wince. “Jude, why are you calling me? Where are you?”

This was the first time I answered Jude’s call in two weeks and I didn’t expect it to be loud on the other end.

“y/n, I miss you.” I heard Jude say on the other end.

“Jude are you drunk?”

The sound of a woman voice and Jude shouting out no over the music flooded through the phone. A minute passed before it was quiet on the other side. He must be outside now I thought.

“sorry it was loud.”

“Jude where are you?” I grew concerned. He sounded extremely intoxicated and I’m sure he wasn’t aware of shit when he was drunk. “ I’m going to pick you up.”

I grabbed my keys and after Jude told me his location I drove there. 10 minutes later I spotted him outside the club.

A bunch of girls surrounded him making me roll my eyes. I Parked my car and got out.

“jude.” At the sound of my voice Jude turned to me. “sorry ladies. My ride is here.”

Those girls watched as Jude quickly walked away to my car, getting into the passenger seat. I got back into the driver’s seat and drove off before anyone could get a picture.

“Why’d you pick me up?” Jude asked as he laid back against the seat. “I just wanted to make sure you got back safely, that’s all.”

Jude turned his head looking at me. My breath hitched, but I didn’t look over at him.

“I said I missed you.”

I bit the inside of my cheek. “I know I heard you.”

“why did you leave y/n?”

I sighed. “Jude, we’re at your house.” I parked the car expecting him to get out.

“y/n, talk to me baby.” Jude turned my face with his thumb forcing me to look his way. My stomach interrupted in butterflies at his action and words.

“I left because I don’t want to ruin your career and mines. I have to follow everywhere and that means those fan girls would think I’m dating you and I’m going to get harassed every time. I’m not ready for. They already found my Instagram and started dming me telling me I’m ugly.” I ran my hand over my face. “so yeah that’s why I left.”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t know.” Jude commented.

“Its ok-“

“no it’s not. I should have thought about this before inviting you. I knew my fans were cry but I didn’t expect them to find you so I’m sorry.”

“I know you are Jude and it’s ok. I promise.” I looked at Jude and smiled softly.

“You’re going to come back right?”

I laughed. “is that what you want so badly?”

Jude nodded. “more than anything.”

“Ok fine. I’ll see if I can comeback.”

Jude smiled. “perfect. thank you for the ride by the way. I’m happy to see you again.”

Jude hugged me once he unbuckled his seatbelt. If this was the first few days of meeting Jude I would have pulled away from him, but it wasn’t. I found myself wrapping my arms around him shocking myself.

When Jude pulled away his face was inches away from mine. His eyes fell to my lips. My heart thumped in my chest at the action.

“Can I kiss you?” Jude asked at a whispered. I nodded slightly.

Jude kissed me seconds later and I swear my heart stopped in my chest for a second.

His lips so soft and his tongue even softer when he slipped It into my mouth chasing mine.

He pulled away and kissed my cheek.

“ok I’m going to go now.” Jude pulled away and opened the door as I sat their flustered.

“have a good night love.” Jude Shut the door walking to his house. I exhaled.

“good night Jude.”

--

Tell me what else to write since I don't have ideas for some reason. Jude, Dominik, Trent, Ruben, and kylian

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╰ ☆ ◞ mason gooding / cisman / he/him ——— no way is that KANE ASHFORD? you know they’re TWENTY-SIX YEARS OLD and they’ve been in los angeles for THREE YEARS. i hear they’re an NBA PLAYER for THE LAKERS, which they LOVE. oh and they’re notoriously known for being IMPULSIVE but there are some people who have seen them be OUTGOING. we did a little digging on them and found out that their most played song is SIRENS by DENZEL CURRY. kane OFTEN gets recognized on the street.

the low down on kane ashford + sonic interview

part one: statistics.

feel free to omit some questions as you see fit.

basic information:

full name: kane amir ashford

nickname(s): n/a

age: twenty-six

date of birth: april 16th 1997

place of birth: chicago, illinois

gender: cisman

pronouns: he/him

orientation: heteroflexible, heteroromantic

language(s) spoken: english, some spanish

neighbourhood: LA

living arrangements: in an apartment overlooking the city

family ties:

mother: melanie ashford

father: tyrone ashford

siblings: n/a

spouse / partner: n/a

children: n/a

pets: a french bulldog called biggie

occupational information:

occupation: NBA player for the lakers

position (if applicable): point guard

physical appearance:

face claim: mason gooding

hair color: black/dark brown

eye color: brown

height: 6ft 2

build: muscular, gyms constantly

tattoos: lots + will update later

piercings: none

clothing style: clean cut streetwear, vintage nike jordans, athletic wear, iced up when he's going somewhere fun or fancy

distinguishing characteristics: a scar across his lower lip and chin

personality:

mbti: ENFJ - the protagonist

element: fire

western zodiac: aries

chinese zodiac: ox

positive traits: confident, passionate, determined

negative traits: impulsive, impatient, competitive, stubborn

hobbies: going to the gym, engaging in intellectual conversations, getting a little too competitive with his friends, and flirting

wanted connections:

friends: my boy is charismatic as hell so he's definitely a people person and would have many a friend

fellow teammates: anyone got a muse they want to have previously or currently be on kanes's nba team?

flirtations/situationships/ex hookups: kane is seriously flirty so he's definitely been the type to slide into dm's and hit people up if you're in his circles. he's also very gentlemanly and would never ghost but he is a busy busy man so he tends to date very casually.

bonus info + headcanons

kane and dallon markham are best friends, they grew up together and even went to college together. the two have been best friends since childhood as the two of them had shared experiences as a child. both of their mothers were single parents who had experienced domestic violence.

kane got a full ride scholarship for basketball to michigan university when he was in high school. after he graduated from college he played for michigan's state team for two years and was then recruited by the los angeles lakers due to his incredible talent.

part two: questionnaire. 

start at the beginning, who are you and why are you important?with a quick wink and a sharp smile, kane answered smoothly, "sure alright, well i'm kane ashford and i'm point guard for the los angeles lakers."

life in los angeles can be pretty intense, do you love it or hate it? "you know i do miss chicago a lot, chicago will always be home but LA is great. it definitely has the worst traffic and i prefer deep dish pizza but i love the culture and the life here and being able to play on the lakers team has been a dream for me since i was a kid. so i definitely love it here."

what are some of your favourite genres of music? "hip hop and rap totally, you know i really love my boy kendick lamar he's just such a lyrical genius and the way he writes songs is unmatched. but i love a bit of everything, honestly. i definitely get my music taste from my mom.

what is the first record you ever bought? "oooh, you know i can't remember the first record i ever bought specifically but i do remember the first time my mom pulled out ready to die by the notorious b.i.g when i was a kid. blew my mind listening to that album."

[armigcr]

    first of all:  what the fuck

[ninjacat1515]

Discovery

( @vee-vee-the-starchild  owns Valkory and Aname )

Cries broke through the stillness of the evening, carrying to Valkory’s keen ears. It reminded her of a baby Villager, and prompted the Hero to immediately begin searching for the child. Someone from another town must have lost them; as every little one in her Village was accounted for. She drew closer to the forest, and focused on bushes near the base of a giant Taiga. 

Valkory’s jaw almost fell clean off when she saw the gray skin and red eyes. A baby Illager! One from the vampiric tribes to boot! The child was huddled against the tree, shaking and scared. She looked to have been walking a long time, and her clothes were dirty. Valkory’s heart went out to her, and she knelt down, pulling back the wolf pelt to show all of her face.

The child had ceased her crying, and was now staring wide eyed. She got up and walked forward, curious but cautious. Valkory held out her hand, a cookie resting on her palm. The treat was snatched up and devoured, and the hero could see small, razor sharp teeth. A full mouth of them too. Keeping her fingers at a safe distance, Valkory picked the child up.

She had to care for her, leaving her to the woods was not an option; Illager or not. The hero walked right back into the Village; heading for her base. People turned and gasped, a few even making the sign against evil. The cleric shook his head and approached, furiously writing in a notebook before handing the message to Valkory.

“That thing is dangerous! Why did you bring it here?? Why didn’t you put it down?!”

The cleric took a step back when he saw Valkory’s angry glare upon reading it. Charcoal stick almost tearing through the paper, the hero scribbled a reply and shoved it back in his face.

“If you have a problem with me helping this TODDLER, then I will happily take my leave and go elsewhere!”

He was silent, regretting his harsh words as Valkory stormed past and went inside her base, closing the door behind and locking it. The child was placed on a guest bed, and the curtains were closed to protect her from the sun which was due to rise any moment. She sat, swinging her little legs and looking about with a smile.

Valkory gave her some raw steak pieces, and went over her inventory. One thing was certain, she would have to return the child; lest her parents think the Village was responsible for her disappearance. There were markings on her arms and face, but they were not scars. Intricate strokes of magical paint, one that would not rub off, displayed which of the tribes she called home. Rummaging through her notes, Valkory came to a page where she had begun listing the markings and banners of various Illager tribes.

“The desert...” she thought when she matched up what the child. It was a long way off, but she would follow through with her plan nonetheless. 

The child yawned, and laid down on the bed. Valkory blinked but remembered that the vampiric Illagers slept during daylight hours. Well, she would finish up some tasks and then catch a few hours of sleep before the journey. The hero watched the little one snooze. What to call her? She mused as she had some soup.

“Aname...I know your parents probably have another, but for now, that’s what I’ll call you.” Valkory thought.

When night fell, she outfitted her inventory with supplies and extra cloaks before exiting. Villagers kept their distance, but there were no hateful words or angry faces. They were nervous, having never encountered a baby Illager before. But they would respect Valkory and not interfere.

She carried the tot in a sling, moving quickly and carrying a torch for light. The woods were quiet, and she didn’t spot any monsters. An owl hooted and some far off branches crashed, causing Valkory to get a surge of nervousness. Just normal sounds from a forest, it was a living place after all. Trees, animals-

The torchlight had caught on something up ahead, and she froze mid step. It was reflecting off a pair of eyes, and the eyes were a good 6ft or so off the ground. Valkory kept down panic. There were many more pairs of eyes dotting the darkness as she glanced about. 

Aname was not afraid, and began to perk up with joy.

“Mamma!”

The word made Valkory’s insides feel like a mass of writhing snakes and stinging insects. Here she was, a Hero holding the child of Illagers; the parent of which being mere yards away. Sweat beaded on her forehead under her wolf pelt, and she gently let the child down, fighting off a wave of dizziness. Aname ran to her mother, and in the dim light, Valkory could see her embracing her daughter and kissing her cheeks.

Hands now in the air, Valkory took steps back. None of the Illagers made a move against her; though there was murmuring amongst the crowd. The glinting eyes of Aname’s mother, met Valkory’s. The gratitude was evident and the woman nodded before ordering the troops to stand down. Ravagers grunted and a few witches could be heard sighing in annoyance. A Raid party moved back into the trees and away from the hero.

Valkory glanced over her shoulder and could still see the glow of the Village. A full on Raid had just missed it by only a few minutes. Heart pounding, she marched back, counting her blessings. The Villagers peeking out of their homes were confused, but she waved them off. She needed some Ale and a long rest. Crashing to bed, Valkory was out cold.

A few weeks later, a knock came to her door in the middle of the night. Opening it, she was greeted by a wooden box containing a child’s drawing, doll, and a message:

“She wanted you to have these.”

The drawing depicted Valkory and Aname, holding hands and smiling. The doll was crude but adorable. A wolf with buttons for eyes. Valkory sat at her table looking at them both, heart lighter and hoping she would see the child again one day.

[anderson-residence]

Neilos Bio - Main Verse

Neilos (Android)

Name: Neilos (Cadell Anderson) Species: Android Date of ‘Birth’: Activated on November 11th Model: RK800 Serial Number:  #313 248 317 - 57 Height: 6ft Gender: Male Preferred pronouns: He/Him, They/Them, It Sexuality: Pansexual (Note: He will eventually identify as such but he is still very much coming into his own with life and emotions and feelings and deviancy. Everything is still new to him) Relatives: None or verse dependent (he finds family in some of my other muses. Connor, Niles, Hank, Cole, Mayson mainly with sometime links with Ava and Carter) Relationships: Default/to start: None romance: loosely open see my shipping rules other: open to any interactions and relationship building that we feel has happened/what comes of different muses Pets: Hamster (A spotted fellow named Blob) Icons: Yes Face Claim: Bryan Dechart Personality: He is a ‘middle ground’ of sorts of his ‘brothers’ Connor and Carter. It does not take him long to fall from what CyberLife made him to be and find his own. Not as rough as Carter but not as even headed as Connor, Neilos finds himself in the middle as someone who can undoubtedly handle himself but can be volatile at times. While more volatile than his brother’s (with a usual exception to Carter) he still finds himself with a gentle heart and a desire to do good....kind heart is just not always a nice heart. Background: This main verse is canon divergent and is linked to Carter’s parent/runaway verse where the -60 rk800 unit was bought by an outside company. Carter finds his own path separate from canon around the same time as canon events. Instead of -60 being in CyberLife Tower to stop Connor the -57 is activated for this mission. Neilos was activated in November 2038 as ‘Connor’ a -57 to the RK800 line. His mission upon activation was to stop the rouge 51 in CyberLife Tower. However things quickly went awry and he choose to aid in the waking of the androids rather than stop it. This was due to him deviating a mere hour after activation. The hows and whys are not clear, perhaps it was the memories of the 51 unit ‘corrupting’ him, maybe something went wrong in the programming process, maybe the birds woke up too late with the sun, maybe it was just one of those days. After being activated he made his way to intercept the -51  and made himself known as a friend not a foe by taking out several guards before Connor’s arrival in the elevator finishing as he stepped out. With some convincing they teamed up to help wake the androids. Connor lead them out while -57 stayed behind to help with any possible loose ends and help any androids still in storage.

As daybreak came -51 and -57 meet back up. What do they do now? Where do they go? Connor has made plans to meet with Lieutenant Anderson, and extends an invitation to the other rk800 for him to join them. -57 declines. He says he thinks he will go to help Jericho.They go their own ways but they meet back up from time to time as their paths and chosen places allow. Notable is the discovery and activation of the RK900 that would become Niles. Several days into his residency and work with Jericho the -57 decided he does not want to be ‘Connor’ he wants..needs..an identity of his own. After some consideration he decides on his name. ‘Neilos’

[a-writers-rambles]

Wires, Chapter 2

A/N

i decided to post it! it’s been about a year because i lost muse for it and wasn’t entirely happy with the chapter, but i’m posting it anyway because why the hell not. enjoy!

DBH Masterpost

My AO3

Characters: Gavin Reed, Tina Chen, RK900, Captain Fowler

Ships: None (yet)

Wordcount: 1,110

TWs: None

Gavin walked through the doors to the precinct for the first time in months, fashionably late, as he always had been. They should be thankful he'd turned up at all today. No one glanced up, the sound of the doors blending in with the cacophony of the room. That was all except one person, which soon became apparent when he heard them call his name from nearby.

"Gavin! You… look like shit!" He turned to see Tina waving at him as she approached, a coffee in hand.

"Good morning to you too," Gavin greeted in return, rolling his eyes. She grinned, holding out the coffee to him.

"Figured you might need it," she said as he took it, "since, y'know, you always seem to." Tina laughed at her own words, watching him as he desperately gulped down some of the coffee. "It's… It's good to see you again, Gav. I missed you." Her tone softened and she seemed hesitant despite her smile, and she thought for a moment before pulling him in for a quick hug. He returned the hug, unsure what to do with his free hand, so decided to pat her back slightly.

"I missed you too," Gavin muttered once she'd pulled away.

"You need a haircut. Your hair's gotten longer" she said once they were apart again, bringing up a hand to ruffle his hair, emphasising her point.

“Fuck-“ Gavin cursed, ducking away from her hand, “Yeah, yeah, I know. Haven’t had the time, you kinda called me here on short notice,” he grumbled as he fixed his hair, now conscious about how long it was.

"Hmm… Oh! Before you get started on anything, I think Fowler wanted to see you" She remembered, “I’ll leave you to go see him before he starts getting mad,” sending him a bright smile as she turned, she walked off, practically bouncing with each step, back to the break room. Gavin sighed, downing the last of his coffee then chucking the empty cup into a nearby bin. He turned to face the stairs to Fowler’s office, able to see him through the glass working away at his computer. Well, he was here now and didn’t have much of a choice on what happened next. Best get it over with.

--

"You wanted me?" Gavin entered the office, sitting in the seat across from the Captain. What a fucking great way to start out the day this was. Fowler slammed down some paperwork in front of him, taking a sip of coffee. No airs and graces from this man, even if he had just returned from some pretty life-changing surgery.

"I'm assigning you a new case. These are your documents. I'm also sending over additional information to your terminal. You'll also be getting a new partner to help you settle back in, he should be here any minute," Gavin could have sworn there were traces of a smug grin on that man's usually stoic face.

"You know I don't work well with other people!" he complained, slumping back in his chair. "The only exception was-" he faltered for a moment, "Anyone else will just slow me down!"

"I can assure you, this one won't. Trust me," he leant back in his seat, hands clasped together in his lap. "You've got no choice in this, Reed. I've assigned him to you and I expect you to work with him, no complaints."

"Whatever," Gavin scoffed, rolling his eyes. Was this all out of pity? Did Fowler think he couldn't handle himself now; that he needed help? He already wished he'd just stayed in bed that morning. The click of the office door beside him shook him from his thoughts and he turned to see it opening, almost mechanically. Oh no. Oh, fuck no. And here he was, thinking it couldn't have got any worse.

A pristine, 6ft tall man looking to be in his late twenties or early thirties entered the room - except, it wasn't a man. It was an android. "You called me, Captain Fowler?"

Gavin turned fiery eyes back to the Captain sitting smugly in his seat. "You assigned me an android? A fucking android?" he stood from his seat, enraged. "Are you fucking serious?! You know what I think of those things! I am not working with it!" his voice got progressively louder until he was practically yelling at his Captain, the man not so much as wincing at the words being spat into his face.

"This is an RK900, the latest prototype from CyberLife. He will serve as your partner from now on," Fowler replied coolly, not wishing to lower himself to Gavin's anger.

"Good morning, Detective Reed. I hope we'll get along well," the calm and controlled voice of the android rung out beside him and he turned to glare daggers at it in an attempt to shut it up.

"No way," he turned his glower back to Fowler, "No. Fucking. Way. You can't do this!" he slammed a fist, probably a little too forcefully, onto the desk in front of him, causing a few of the papers to slip off and float to the floor. He was breathing heavily, feeling the anger seething from every part of him, the hatred bubbling under his skin. This must be some kind of cruel joke. Him? Working with an android? Even just a normal human partner was difficult for him, let alone this thing. Much to his disgust, the Captain simply waved his hand and dismissed both of them. Gavin glared for a moment longer, then with a final growl of anger turned and stormed to the door. The RK900 was already stood there, one hand behind his back, the other holding the door open for him. He shot it a threatening look before striding past, not saying a word of thanks. What a fucking brilliant day this was turning out to be already.

--

Gavin marched straight to his desk, not paying any mind to the many people he pushed past, too distracted to care. He collapsed into his chair, rubbing his face in his hands and letting out a long groan. Before he could do any more than look back up at his terminal, a familiar stack of papers was placed back down in front of him. His eyes shot up to, once again, be greeted by the android's sickeningly calm face.

"I apologise, Detective. You left these in Captain Fowler's office," it tilted it's head a little as if it was feigning thought, "Is there anybody using the desk next to you?"

"Nope," Gavin replied, monotone. He slid the papers to the side so he could turn on his terminal and finally get back to work.

[darkenigma32]

REALLY LONG CHARACTER SURVEY. RULES. repost ,   don’t  reblog  !  good  luck  !

TAGGED. @qcaesitr TAGGING. Anyone that wants to do this, you have my permission!

BASICS.

FULL NAME: Riff Zelfer Hendrixsen

NICKNAME:  Riff, Sis/Sister (Holly), Snipes (in certain TWD AUs)

AGE: 26-30′s

BIRTHDAY: November 5th, 1987 (Guy Falkes Night in the UK)

ETHNIC GROUP: White British

NATIONALITY: British

LANGUAGE(S): English, Latin, Italian, Russian (A little)

SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Asexual

ROMANTIC ORIENTATION: Aromantic

RELATIONSHIP STATUS:  Single

CLASS: Middle / low class.

HOMETOWN / AREA: Manchester, England

CURRENT HOME: A small flat in Manchester, England (When not traveling)

PROFESSION: Consulting psychologist/therapist

PHYSICAL.

HAIR: Jet Black

EYES: Sapphire/Navy Blue (Grey when under lighting)

NOSE:  Button

FACE:  Heart shaped

LIPS:  Natural.

COMPLEXION: Fair

BLEMISHES: None

SCARS: Small one on her right shoulder 

TATTOOS: None

HEIGHT:  5 in, 6ft | 170.18 cm

WEIGHT:  128 lbs | 58 kg

BUILD: Athletic 

FEATURES:  N/A

ALLERGIES: N/A

USUAL HAIRSTYLE: Shoulder-length hair

USUAL FACE LOOK: -_- (Stoic and reserved)

USUAL CLOTHING: All-black attire of a Fred Perry short sleeve polo shirt with dark-red/grey stripes at the tips, M-65 field jacket, boot-cut jeans and a pair of combat boots.

PSYCHOLOGY.

FEAR(S): Being powerless and helpless to her family/friends/ allies, being alone, the unknown

ASPIRATION(S) : To help people, stop crimes before they start, to help bring a light in the darkness

POSITIVE TRAITS: Calm, kind, honest, brave, selfless, witty, focused, dedicated, intelligent, humble, patient, observant, reserved, merciful, rational

NEGATIVE TRAITS: Moody, stubborn, overprotective, impulsive, closed-off, paranoid (sometimes), vengeful

ZODIAC: Scorpio

TEMPERAMENT: Phlegmatic

SOUL TYPE(S):  Warrior

ANIMALS:  Wolf, Eagle, Owl

VICE  HABIT(S): Wrath/Vengeance.

FAITH: None

GHOSTS?: Yes

AFTERLIFE?: Yes

REINCARNATION?: Yes

ALIENS?: Same as above.

POLITICAL ALIGNMENT: Lawful/Neutral good.

ECONOMIC  PREFERENCE: N/A

SOCIOPOLITICAL POSITION: Middle / Low-class

EDUCATION LEVEL: University

FAMILY.

FATHER: Unnamed father (Deceased)

MOTHER: Unnamed Mother (Deceased)

SIBLINGS: Several (Platonic symbolically)

EXTENDED FAMILY: Nate Hendrixsen (Uncle, deceased), unnamed aunt

NAME MEANING(S): Her parents were fond of music, naming her after the guitar term ‘riff’.

HISTORICAL CONNECTION?: N/A

FAVORITES.

BOOK: 1984 by George Orwell (Sort-of relatable for Riff these days)

MOVIE: The 007 series

5 SONGS: ‘Throne’ by Bring Me The Horizon, ‘London Calling’ by The Clash, ‘The Messenger’ by Johnny Marr, ‘Bones Exposed’ by Of Mice & Men, ‘Fight Inside’ by RED

DEITY: None

HOLIDAY: Halloween, Guy Falkes Night (In her home country)

MONTH:  November 

SEASON: Autumn 

PLACE: Waterfalls

WEATHER: Sunny

SOUND: Birds & Nature

SCENT(S):  Ozone, green tea, saltwater, herbs

TASTE(S): Vanilla, Green tea, berries, Alfredo sauce

FEEL(S):  Rumble of a bass guitar, the thrill of adrenaline, the birds chirping, wind blowing in her face

ANIMAL(S): Dogs, Birds, Cats

NUMBER: 13.

COLORS: Black, red, grey, white

EXTRA.

TALENTS: Martial arts, psychology, guitar/bass player, parkour, negotiator 

BAD AT:  Being open in personal matters, Riff’s really closed off about her past in general.

HOBBIES: Martial arts, meditation, parkour, music, traveling, the fine arts, reading/studying psychology

TROPES:  The Atoner, The Stoic, Shell-Shocked Veteran, The Drifter, Tranquil Fury, The Mentor

AESTHETIC TAGS:  #Nature, #Music, #Travel

GPOY  QUOTES: N/A

FC INFO.

MAIN  FC(S): Kate Beckinsale as Selene in the Underworld film series

ALT FC(S): Nico Robin (Pre-timeskip) in One Piece

OLDER FC(S): N/A

YOUNGER  FC(S): N/A

VOICE CLAIM(S): For the moment, it’s her main face-claim, but will be changed in further research.

GENDERBENT FC(S): None

MUN QUESTIONS.

Q1: if you could write your character your way in their own movie, what would it be called, what style would it be filmed in, and what would it be about?:  The title would be ‘Drifter’, filmed in a action/spy drama and it would portray Riff’s upcoming as a consulting psychologist and trained assassin. (It might be part of the ‘Assassin’s Creed’ series as a oneshot miniseries)

Q2: what would their soundtrack / score sound like?: Rock/Metal/Alternative with a mix of Video Game scores/BGMs (I.E: Jesper Kyd of Assassin’s Creed and Yoko Shimomura of Final Fantasy XV)

Q3: why did you start writing this character?: I was bored out of my mind, as this used to be a personal blog based of my intrest for music/video games/cartoons... I started RPing with other blogs as a self-insert, but eventually changed my mind and decided to change that into a personal OC.

Q4: what first attracted you to this character?:  Nothing, Riff started as an alias name for my self-insert, but ended up becoming a OC with her own backstory and personality,

Q5: describe the biggest thing you dislike about your muse: Morality-wise, I don’t approve of Riff killing people out of justice/vengeance, but it really bugs me sometimes when others inflict the ‘Worf’ effect on her. (I understand it’s to avoid god-modding, but I want a equal chance where Riff can at least land a serious hit in fairness.)

Q6: what do you have in common with your muse?: We love rock/metal/alternative music! 

Q8: what characters does your muse have interesting interactions with?: It varies. I love interactions with muses/characters that make Riff think deeply into her morality, to challenge her conflicting self-esteem/confidence... Sometimes, her trying to show love is a challenge.

Q9: what gives you inspiration to write your muse?:   Complete solitude, room isolation, loud music (But not loud enough to blow out my eardrums or give me headaches), sometimes watching TV shows/cartoons online to help inspire Riff’s character.

Q10: how long did this take you to complete?:  About an hour or two, I had to revisit Riff’s bio and headcanons to be accurate.

[scribo-ergo-sum]

Soulmate AU, Fated Failure 2/2

No one understood why you wanted to be a teacher, except other teachers. There was something wonderful about watching students’ eyes light up when they finally understood something. Being there to aid students as they grow and learn about the world was something magical you could never give up. You especially wouldn't give up your favorite day of the first semester, Career Day. Today was the day, for your senior students to realize that life didn't end after high school and that there were a million options out there beyond just going to college. Many of your students were on career, or tech tracks so this day was even more important for them. During your free period you made your rounds of the stuffy gymnasium making sure to give reassuring smiles to your students as they plucked up the courage to visit the different tables. The table for the welding, and construction groups were always the biggest attraction. You made your way down the center isle curving towards the tables set up for the military tracks. They were always the most imposing, and you typically found that if you chatted with some of the officers your students were more likely to approach. The recruiter standing alone at the Army table looked like your best bet. He was tall, and built just like the army men in the old war propaganda posters. You plastered on your best parent night smile and he smiled back.

“Good Morning ma’am. Looking to switch careers?

“Good Morning.” You laughed once his question registered. “I'm afraid my principal would die before he let me leave the building. I'm one of the teachers on the Senior team, just checking in. Everything going ok? You were looking a little lonely over here.”

Captain Rogers Ma’am.” He stated holding out his hand for you to shake “We’re doing just fine.”

“Well I was hoping if I broke the ice some students might wander over" you glanced around noticing a couple students make a wide loop hopefully in your direction. “Captain. I believe you said we? Are there more of you? I hope they’re not too young or some of my students may skip class to hang out here all day. I believe last year we had some lovely older gentlemen, and did not have to worry.” You laughed at the thought of your students harassing the last year’s recruiters as you’re sure they would someone as attractive as Captain Rogers. He smiled at your joke, and shook his head.

“Just Sergeant Barnes is with me today. I’m sure you’d like to meet him.” The Captain smiled wide as he looked around, hoping to grab his partner, he looked like he had something funny he wanted to tell you but needed to wait for the Sergeant. “We’re filling in for the usual recruiters but he seems to have wandered off.”

“Ms. Y/L/N?” a small voice broke into the conversation. You turned to see a student from your third period. “Sorry to interrupt-"

“Not at all.” you assured her, giving a side glance to Cpt. Rogers. “Captain Rogers was just mentioning the awesome opportunities to work with advancing Technologies through the Army. You know a lot more about that than me, perhaps you could take my place?” Your student beamed. “It was wonderful meeting you Cpt. Rogers. I'm Y/F/N Y/L/N if you or your partner find yourselves needing anything.”

You made a few more loops around the cafeteria before your planning ended and you needed to return to your other classes. You caught a few glances from Captain Rogers and gave an amicable wave as your eyes caught the hard stare from the man he had mentioned earlier. Sergeant Barnes was not the same clean-cut army officer as Captain Rogers, but both men did the uniform proud. You're fairly positive a few girls from your A.P course were considering signing up just to upgrade their boyfriends versus their resume. He stared liked he was trying to see into you versus catch your attention. You felt a slight blush, and hoped it wasn't over something embarrassing like your skirt being tucked in your underwear. You broke the staring contest and casually ran your hands along your skirt. Everything seemed fine, and you had worn stackable bracelets so you knew it wasn't your two favorite words that had caught the eagle-eyed Sargent’s attention. Finishing your last goodbyes to a few doe-eyed students all dreaming of bright futures, you decided it was time to return to your classroom. You thought you heard someone shouting after you from the gymnasium, but when you turned no one was there. You figured the student could find you later.

The rest of that week, and the next passed with a lackluster routine. Midterms were coming up. and if the students wanted follow any of those careers they needed to graduate high school as well as your class, first. You found yourself sitting on a stool at the island in your kitchen thinking over the last essay question you needed to write for the midterm exam. You fingered the stem of your wine glass letting your eyes trail around the living room of your apartment. Your life always walked the fine line between cozy clutter and utter disaster. You couldn't quite decide where it fell today. Your work pants were hanging off the back of the couch. but you could see the floor throughout the apartment. That counted as a win, but the dishes mocking you from the sink said otherwise. The bookshelf you put together from IKEA was almost full enough to buy another, maybe you needed to take more books to your classroom versus leaving so many in your apartment. A knock at the door broke into your musings. You looked at the door waiting for it to yawn like the doorknob in Alice in Wonderland and explain to you why anyone was at the door when you had made yourself cook for once instead of ordering take out. You slipped off your bar stool, and snagged the pants off the sofa shuffling them back on as you moved toward the door.

You pulled the button through the loop as you squinted through the peephole. While your door may not have yawned, your evening was getting curiouser and curiouser. Sergeant Barnes was standing, well shuffling, on the other side of your door with a bundle of sunflowers. The bright yellow flowers stood out against the dark hues of his uniform. His hat was tucked under his right arm, hair longer than you what you imagined was regulation. Your brain ran through every scenario that could have landed him at your door. None of the good, and most of them made zero sense. The nervous biting of his lip is what finally did you in, and you decided to open the door. Furrowing your eyebrows, you tried to find a pleasant reaction to wear as you opened the door. His reaction when the door swung open told you that your face had opted for the high school tested and approved “what shenanigans are you up to now" expression over the “friendly welcome.”

“Hello...Can I help you?” you asked slowly, realizing he wanted you to speak first.

“Hi. Ma’am. Umm. I'm Sergeant James Buchannan Barnes. I don't know if you remember me -but uh.” He stammered like a freshman trying to piece together a presentation in front of their class that they had forgotten to memorize.

“Yes. You were at the Career fair at the high school, but I don't believe we had the chance to be introduced.” You realize you should have been more concerned by the entire exchange. There was a man you hadn’t spoken a word to, standing outside your door like you had a date that you had forgotten about. However, despite being very confused, you felt completely safe. Despite the at least 6ft tall wall of muscle in front of you, you felt less stressed than you had all week. You allowed a small smile to drift across your face and leaned against the door frame in a more relaxed position. “Captain Rogers passed along your name, but I can't imagine I made enough of an impression on him to have him sending a Sergeant to my door with flowers.” You hoped a joke would cause him to stop looking like your door was the entryway to a firing squad. However, he didn’t appear to like the insinuation that the flowers were from the captain if his hands tightening around them were any indication.

“No. Well, yes we did not meet officially at the fair- the uh flowers are from me- you see" the Sergeant ran his hand over his face and wrapped it around his neck pulling at his collar as it moved back to its home squeezing the life out of the sunflower stems. “God why is this so hard"

You smiled again, waiting for him to continue. You were starting to think this was going to be the beginning of your hallmark movie, and this man you barely knew was going to profess love at first sight. You told the thought to stop right there. Attractive as he was, you weren't his soulmate. You let the cloud of sadness pass you by and tried to look reassuring to the poor man still hunting for the elusive English Language.

“You see Ma’am. We actually met before the fair.” You allowed the shock to show on your face. “We met at the park, I believe I uh told you to fuck off?”

Your eyebrows joined the rest of your hair at the top of your forehead. If you hadn't spent the last several years fine tuning your temper control with hordes of high school students you would have slammed the door in his face and never looked back. Hell, temper aside you still wanted to slam it. You also wanted to push him, and tell him to fuck. Off. You knew the steam leaving your ears must be visible. The army man stiffened and tried to finish his speech.

“I came to apologize. I thought- I thought you were my friend Steve. Captain Rogers who you met at the school. He threw the Frisbee. I was mad- I didn't realize- I thought it was him coming to chide me for running into a damn tree like an idiot. God, Doll. I am sorry. I was an ass. I promise I am not always an ass. Please give me a chance to prove to my soulmate that she's paired with a fuck up, not a complete and total dick.”  A nervous smile moved across his features, he tried so hard to look remorseful and apologetic.

You huffed. He was your soulmate, you had to let him try. You'd spent your entire life with the F word tattooed on your wrist. You could handle anything at this point. You needed to give him a chance, but that didn't mean you couldn't make him work for it.

“How exactly did you get my address Sergeant?” You used your best disappointed voice. “Who at my school is getting fired over your chivalry?”

“Shit. Um. I promised I'd keep the name to myself. But I did promise to lead some safety assembly in exchange? It’ll be the worst hour of my life, especially since Steve will have to come. Who the hell knows what it'll take to make that happen. But I figured, well I hope a chance to fix things with you will make it all worth it?”

Barnes gave a shit eating grin after the last thought, hoping his suffering for the children would get him on your good side, or at least out of the penalty box. You let out a disgruntled sound.

“Let me try to fix this,” he continued. “Let me buy you a coffee, let you see the guy behind the shoving and the swearing.” Crossing your arms, you decided for one more jab before you let it go.

“I don’t drink coffee.” You allowed his face to fall for a few seconds before you continued. “But I know a place that makes great hot chocolate down the road. Let me out these in some water before we go.”

           He passed you the flowers, and you heard him let out a deep breath. You turned your back but he stayed in the doorway. You looked at him smiling the first real smile he had the privilege of experiencing. You thought for a second he may have stopped breathing.

“That's as close to an invitation to come inside as you’re going to get Sergeant. Better grab it while it lasts.” The smile you received in return was worth every bruise on your heart.

“Please call me Bucky.”

“Feel free to call me Y/N.” You leaned under the sink to grab a vase. “Well. Bucy. We are going to need to work on that mouth of yours. I am an English teacher I'm sure we can find some less colorful phrases for you to try.” He laughed and mumbled something your ears didn't quite catch. You shot him a look waiting for him to try again.

“What kind of teacher doesn't like coffee?” He said smirking. Realizing your opportunity, you let the widest grin move across your face as you grabbed your keys to move toward the door.

“Oh fuck off Bucky.”

After years of hating your soulmate tattoo, you finally let yourself laugh it off, and the melody of your soulmate laughing with you made it that much easier.

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Tagged by: @nithhaiahh

Nicknames: Tynen, Dad, Spuddy

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Sign: Cancer

Height: 6ft

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Birthday: July 1st, 1995

Fav bands: Iron Maiden

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Song stuck in my head: Ken Blast - The Top (From the Initial D OST)

Last movie I saw: Star Wars: The Last Jedi

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When did I create my blog: Around 1+ years ago

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Do I have any other blogs: Yes; @tekromantic, @stick-n-stones and a smut blog

Do I get asks: Not as often as I’d like

Why did I choose my URL: It’s just my main muses name. Yeah.

Following: Anything I really find interesting / my roleplay partners / blogs I want to keep tabs on

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Fav food: Chicken Wings

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Fill out for muse thing for...Tamarillo :)

(hope this works)Muse Ask: Tamarillo

Name: Tamarillo Cadera [married… at this point I am quite content to take his name and clan]Alias ( nicknames ): Tam  - someone tried to call me Rillo once, lets just say he didn’t try again.Gender: FAge: approx 30 - she was born on a backwater planet so the age isn’t ever exact as no records exist.Date of Birth: unknown. [for the record  I joined up with Braden when I was 25]Spoken Languages: basic, attempting to learn Mandoa, you have no idea how terrible i am at it, and how patient my man is.Romantic Preference: I didnt know how to answer this, I mean I am married now and seriously, whatever, it’s him I love…. , though I flirt with others, Tor made me promise that was as far as it went  (I mean, folks, have you MET Theron Shan?? who couldn’t flirt with that dork.)Sexual Preference:  *replying with raised eyebrow* Often?Occupation: Bounty Hunter and sometime saving the galaxy.Criminal Record: a few, early ones for stealing, and generally as she got older they were for shooting the wrong target (windows, fences, flowers..) older she gets the more its for straight up the wrong bounty or someone pissed at me for doing my job. There was this one thing with the Republic a while back which was a complete load of crap they.. oh right, short answers, and you know not over-sharing.Disorders: none. Unless talking too much is one.Eye Color: greenHair Color: Red (natural) although, I have died it red to make it much brighter, I’d go pink or purple but can’t seem to get the right products.Height:  about 5 foot 5 inches, hell no-one has measured that in a while (Torian is about 6ft?)Scars: Several poorly healed scars from fooling around with guns as a kid (and vibroblades, as well as anything weapon like) Overweight:  noUnderweight: noColor: blue green? sea green? you k now the blue end of green.Food: Tingilar (only made by Torian - and I know I cant even write Mandoa!)Drink: spiced caf  Candy: Uj cake, tho more cake than candy it is sweet and keeps well, if the others on the crew don’t know about it.Had sex:  yesHad sex in public: It depends how public you mean.. in a tent? next to other tents? yes…on a beach at night.. ahem yes.Kissed a Boy: several in fact.Kissed a Girl: nope, not even my mother on her cheek.Gotten Tattoos: One thats hidden under armour, 'Clan Cadera’ on it., its a token of my wedding. I also suspect that if people were to find me and see it, they could return me to Torian right?Gotten Piercings: noSmoked / Drank / Done Drugs : Not bad drinking… never secret or destructive more social than anything. I do like a good Corellian whiskey though.,A Cuddler:  Not really. Except with Torian. Seriously, random cuddling people make me uncomfortable, like… why are you touching me and should I shoot you?A Kisser: see above response. No random kisses… Scared Easily:  noJealous Easily: no, but if you mess with the man you mess with me.Trustworthy:  mostly. I rarely lie? I guess that would work.Considered Mean: have been, usually i can be when my patience is short or it has been a bad day. I confess to having a temper. Harmed Themselves: noThought of Suicide:  noAttempted Suicide:  noWanted to Kill Someone: frequently. Ok Yes. Tried to kill a few of the crew at one point or another. Ask them. oh and temper.Have / Had a Job:  First job waiting tables in the local bar at 16 (told them i was 18) , then as a gun to protect cargo on runs from home planet to the core, and then… well then I ended up working fairly solidly on Nar Shaddaa before Braden scraped my sorry butt off the floor after I got into yet another fight because idiots who drink are  still IDIOTS… not my fault they can’t shoot straight after six rounds.Siblings: Eight Yeah. read em and weep. My folks had a LOOOOT of kids, I dont even know where half of them are, I think I might even have a sister in imperial intelligence?  folks were always keen we follow our own path - as long as they didn’t have to pay for it of course, cos you imagine getting nine of us through any form of schooling. Fears: being alone, ;lost or stranded alone. Heart sinks every time we have to park the mantis out of orbit; it is strange how my life has ended up on that ship.Parents: Still farming;  send money as I can, and I let them know how we are going, mum was particularly happy i joined the mandalorians, she always liked the stories she heard about them. and she loves Torian however and has spoken to him a lot on holo.

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kcalb wanted me to do this so im do it for him (on this blog not even my main but like Mood) i skipped some i couldnt be arsed to answer/didnt have answers to. 1. Nicknames yuri anti , two or 3 people call me "husband", sometimes Colt i guess. sometimes Colty. Colto if you want me to kick ur ass 2. Gender i am a, man, 3. Star sign eunseo 4. Height 6ft 5. Time 11:30 pm 6. Birthday May 21st! 7. Favorite bands gugudan, wjsn, snsd, ioi, 9muses, momoland, laboum, exid, aoa, pristin, and twice for kpop. breton, the knife, and muse for. non kpop. not kpop idk her 8. Favorite solo artists chungha really did that 9. Song stuck in my head none actually 10. Last movie watched ZOOTOPIA DJFJFJSJ 11. Last show watched i was rewatching twd before i decided ive done that enough 12. When did I create my blog 13. What do I post kpop here. dogs memes and like. anything i like thats not kpop on my main 14. Last thing I googled breath of the wild Urbosa 15. Do you have other blogs my main, my rpdr/lgbtcentric, my art, vibes/aesthetics/characters that comfort me , vent, multiple oc blogs, nsfw 16. Do you get asks legitimately never 17. Why did you choose your url its wordplay on ninemuses gndnfjfj 18. Following 120 somethin 19. Followers 20. Favorite colors 21. Average hours of sleep 22. Lucky number 23. Instruments 24. What am I wearing shirt that says "activities for children: lets summon demons" and boxers 25. How many blankets I sleep with 1 26. Dream job 27. Dream trip 28. Favorite food 29. Nationality canada 30. Favorite song now prince by wjsn for kpop and moon theory by miami horror for. not kpop. fhjfjd

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Six Nations: Jeremy Guscott analyses the place England go subsequent after

Six Nations: Jeremy Guscott analyses the place England go subsequent after

Six Nations: Jeremy Guscott analyses the place England go subsequent after

England completed fifth within the 2018 Six Nations after struggling three straight defeats

It is virtually time to tear it up and begin once more for this England squad. They’ve not made any progress up to now 12 months.

However it may possibly’t be. This event has confirmed us England do not have high quality energy in depth, and that is the rationale the plan cannot be completely ripped up.

Eddie Jones will strongly imagine what he is been doing is true, however this Six Nations has been an enormous actuality test.

There are numerous questions, about Eddie and what he is making an attempt to realize, but additionally about which gamers he is making an attempt to try this with. His greatest gamers are usually not enjoying their greatest rugby and he must know why.

The inclusion of Billy Vunipola and Ben Youngs, coupled with the return to the type of gamers like Maro Itoje and Mako Vunipola will most likely carry this squad again to the place they had been. Nevertheless it’s not a swap you possibly can simply flick.

Eire haven’t any world class gamers, however they’re enjoying properly as a staff

Six Nations 2018: Eire beat England to win Grand Slam – highlights

England have entered the identical section of their growth Eire went via after profitable their second successive Six Nations in 2015. The next season Joe Schmidt’s facet completed third and had been virtually unrecognisable from the champions of the earlier two seasons.

The opposite groups had labored them out, and that is what’s occurring to England now.

The brains of Eire’s staff from their back-to-back titles are nonetheless there this season, however they’ve introduced in additions like Jacob Stockdale, Tadhg Furlong and Garry Ringrose. They’ve additionally performed with large accuracy – up to now two seasons, their penalty and error rely has gone down and in the mean time, England are failing on these counts.

Eire, arguably, do not need any world class gamers of their Grand Slam-winning squad. You would argue there are higher scrum-halves and fly-halves than Conor Murray and Johnny Sexton who would get right into a world XV. Tadhg Furlong is one you’d argue much less about. However what they do have are 23 gamers enjoying very properly.

What’s occurring with England is 10 of their beginning XV are enjoying very poorly, and 5 are solely enjoying OK. If the people aren’t enjoying properly, the collective is not going to both.

England additionally have not been intelligent of their execution of their technique, no matter that’s. They know what they must do, however simply they have not been in a position to do it.

Merely, they want aggressive, intensive and explosive ahead carrying. If Ben Te’o is picked at inside centre, why is not he doing what he must be doing? Why is not he taking these balls off the fly-half and at pace and creating havoc in defences?

England should rebuild confidence in South Africa

Eire changed England in second place on this planet rugby rankings in the course of the course of the event

This England squad might be shaken to the core after their performances within the Six Nations. And the one place they’ll put issues proper is on the sphere.

A variety of what they educated for simply hasn’t occurred so all people will query what they’re doing and the way they’re doing it. Undoubtedly the boldness might be low till they get that subsequent victory.

England journey to South Africa for a three-Check collection in June and I see this tour as a spot to rebuild confidence, to rebuild an understanding that ‘everyone knows what we’re doing and we will all produce it to a degree of excellence.’

But when folks suppose England are in a mini-crisis, then South Africa are in an even bigger one. They’re unrecognisable from the staff that acquired to the 2015 Rugby World Cup semi-finals. They’ve a brand new head coach, they’re enjoying at dwelling and it is England – so they are going to be up for it.

Proper now South Africa aren’t an excellent staff, however neither are England.

And with these points put to mattress, let’s take a look on the stand-out performers from this yr’s Six Nations. Did any Englishmen make my staff of the event?

Group of the event

Participant of the event – Conor Murray

Conor Murray simply appears to get higher and higher. He will get to the breakdown rapidly, his box-kicks are extremely correct and the synchronism with Johnny Sexton is second-to-none.

When he will get near the road he is an enormous risk and he performs very properly just about on daily basis. That is all you possibly can ask of your greatest gamers. Johnny Sexton, his associate, got here an in depth second.

Second of the event – Johnny Sexton’s drop-goal

Was this the defining second of the 2018 Six Nations?

When Johnny Sexton hit that last-gasp drop-goal I mentioned it will solely go down as one of many nice sporting moments in Six Nations’ historical past in the event that they gained the title or the Grand Slam. Properly, they did each.

It was a bit like Gavin Henson’s penalty for Wales in opposition to England in 2005 – that is a kind of magical moments.

It was the stepping stone and the muse for Eire profitable the Grand Slam. It could not be extra becoming. Lots of people will see it as a person piece of brilliance nevertheless it was an enormous staff contribution to undergo 41 phases of rugby.

Sort out of the event – Sam Underhill

Sam Underhill denied Wales centre Scott Williams an virtually sure attempt on the hour mark at Twickenham, with the hosts main 12-3.

When Hadleigh Parkes made the preliminary break for Wales, Underhill was on the ground on the 10m line however the again row sprinted over 30m to haul Williams into contact.

Attempt of the event – Huw Jones v England

Jones’ second attempt in opposition to England is Guscott’s better of Six Nations 2018

When Huw Jones acquired the ball for his second attempt in opposition to England, the rugby pitch seemed prefer it was in freeze body, and Jones simply ghosted via.

He is a fast man however he is not huge so to carry off two defenders and have the energy to go over the road was implausible.

Greatest newcomer – Jacob Stockdale

In my predictions before the tournament, I mentioned Ulster’s Jacob Stockdale would catch the attention. And the 6ft 3in, 16st Eire winger broke the Six Nations scoring report with seven tries.

He’d had a good autumn and has fulfilled expectations on this yr’s championship. As a winger you are there to attain tries, and he actually did that. He is a reputation folks will now take discover of.

For subsequent yr…

I wish to see the variety of replacements decreased from eight to 4. It will rework the sport and we might see a lot extra sensible rugby.

Jeremy Guscott was chatting with BBC Sport’s Louise Gwilliam.

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[eldritchburrito-archive]

Really Long Character Survey

Rules: Repost, don’t reblog. Tag 10! Good luck!

Tagged by @amadeus-aerinstat

Tagging: I pretty much tagged everyone when I did this on the other blog. :k

BASICS.

FULL  NAME : Three Meat Burrito

NICKNAME : Three Meat, TM, Meaty

AGE : 3 1/2

BIRTHDAY : November 12th

ETHNIC  GROUP : Burrito

NATIONALITY : He doesn’t really have one?

LANGUAGE / S : Common, Goblin, Dwarvish, Elvish, Abyssal

SEXUAL  ORIENTATION : Pan

ROMANTIC  ORIENTATION : Pan

RELATIONSHIP  STATUS : Single

CLASS : Uh... he’s kind of a nomad, so I guess it depends on where he is?

HOME  TOWN / AREA : Shan-shire

CURRENT  HOME : He’s a nomad

PROFESSION : Interdimensional criminal investigator

PHYSICAL.

HAIR : None

EYES : None

NOSE : None

FACE : The front end of a burrito

LIPS : A burrito opening

COMPLEXION : A warm flour tortilla

BLEMISHES : A few spots where the tortilla is a little more cooked than others

SCARS : Burritos don’t really scar

TATTOOS : None

HEIGHT : About 3.5ft tall and 6ft long

WEIGHT : 658lbs

BUILD : He thicc

FEATURES : Flexible opening that serves as a mouth, soft flour tortilla, long tendrils of shredded lettuce

ALLERGIES : None

USUAL  HAIR  STYLE : None

USUAL  FACE  LOOK : Unfathomable

USUAL  CLOTHING : Multicolored fuzzy top hat with matching scarf

PSYCHOLOGY.

FEAR / S : The subjugation of the worlds by the Great Old Ones, losing people, the idea that he might not have a soul

ASPIRATION / S : He hopes to one day reunite with his old master in the vast expanse of the multiverse. He would also like to settle down some day and raise a family.

POSITIVE  TRAITS : Fiercely loyal, likes to learn, sensitive

NEGATIVE  TRAITS : Naive, self-sacrificing

MBTI : ESFP (x)

ZODIAC : Scorpio

TEMPERAMENT : Melancholic (x)

SOUL  TYPE / S : Spiritualist, Caregiver, Helper (x)

ANIMALS : Bison  (x)

VICE  HABIT / S : He hasn’t really been alive long enough to form any?

FAITH : The Great Old Ones are going to bring the universe to ruination if nobody does anything to fight them.

GHOSTS ? : Yes

AFTERLIFE ? : Yes

REINCARNATION ? : Yes

ALIENS ? : Yes

POLITICAL  ALIGNMENT : Uh...

ECONOMIC  PREFERENCE : None

SOCIOPOLITICAL  POSITION : All beings are worthy of compassion, with the exception of only the most evil.

EDUCATION  LEVEL : Only what his old master taught him, and what he’s learned on his travels.

FAMILY.

FATHER : A bunch of drunken wizards

MOTHER : Magic itself

SIBLINGS : None

EXTENDED  FAMILY : None

NAME  MEANING / S : Exactly what it says: he’s literally a three meat burrito.

HISTORICAL  CONNECTION ? : Who knows?

FAVOURITES.

BOOK :  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

MOVIE :  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

5  SONGS :  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

DEITY : None (Formerly Kikli)

HOLIDAY : Anything with festivals and merriment

MONTH : Doesn’t have one

SEASON : Doesn’t have one

PLACE : Travels too much to decide

WEATHER : Mild and not too humid

SOUND : Ocean waves, the wind in the trees, busy marketplaces, music of any kind

SCENT / S : He doesn’t really have a sense of smell

TASTE / S : He can only eat burrito components, but he has a tendency to overindulge in hot sauce sometimes

FEEL / S : Someone resting against him like a couch, floating, sunshine that isn’t too intense, gentle breezes

ANIMAL / S : All of them. He loves all of the animals.

NUMBER : Doesn’t have one

COLOUR : He can’t really see color

EXTRA.

TALENTS : Magic, philosophy

BAD  AT : Almost anything that requires grace or dexterity

TURN  ONS : ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

TURN  OFFS : ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

HOBBIES : Anthropology, linguistics, biology

TROPES : Gentle Giant, Adorable Abomination, Anthropomorphic Food, Occult Detective, Hunter of Monsters, Church Militant (formerly), Knight Errant, Dimensional Traveler

AESTHETIC  TAGS : Mexican food, nature, Lovecraft, magic, Dungeons and Dragons

GPOY  QUOTES : ???

FC INFO.

MAIN  FC / S : None

ALT  FC / S : None

OLDER  FC / S : None

YOUNGER  FC / S : None

VOICE  CLAIM / S : James Earl Jones

GENDERBENT  FC / S : How the hell does one genderbend a burrito???

MUN QUESTIONS.

Q1 : If  you  could  write  your  character  your  way  in  their  own  movie ,   what  would  it  be  called ,  what  style  would  it  be  filmed  in ,  and  what  would  it  be  about ?

A1 : It would probably be somewhere between an action/adventure and a film noir, or maybe something with an almost Tomb Raider or Indian Jones vibe but with supernatural stuff.

Q2 : What  would  their  soundtrack / score  sound  like ?          

A2 : Orchestral, but it would also make use of theremin, ultra bass, electric guitar, banjo, accordion, and maybe bagpipes.

Q3 : Why  did  you  start  writing  this  character ?      

A3 : I literally did it on a dare. I was sending my friend cracktastic anons one night and that led to a giant talking burrito, and he dared me to try and make it into a serious character. So I did.

Q4 : What  first  attracted  you  to  this  character ?      

A4 : See above.

Q5 : Describe  the  biggest  thing  you  dislike  about  your  muse.          

A5 : People tend not to take him seriously, and like... I suppose I can’t blame them, all things considered, but it does limit my pool of potential RP partners.

Q6 : What  do  you  have  in  common  with  your  muse ?          

A6 : People underestimate us.

Q7 : How  does  your  muse  feel  about  you ?          

A7 : He doesn’t know I exist, for the time being.

Q8 : What  characters  does  your  muse  have  interesting  interactions  with ?    

A8 : He’s had some pretty interesting interactions in the past, but a lot of those characters have either been deleted or rebooted. I suppose that leaves me with Copernicus and Amadeus.

Q9 : What  gives  you  inspiration  to  write  your  muse ?      

A9 : Mostly H.P. Lovecraft/the extended Cthulu mythos, Doctor Who, and Dungeons and Dragons.

Q10 : How  long  did  this  take  you  to  complete ?      

A10 : About an hour and a half, give or take some time for cake.

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Six Nations: Jeremy Guscott analyses the place England go subsequent after

Six Nations: Jeremy Guscott analyses the place England go subsequent after

Six Nations: Jeremy Guscott analyses the place England go subsequent after

England completed fifth within the 2018 Six Nations after struggling three straight defeats

It is virtually time to tear it up and begin once more for this England squad. They’ve not made any progress up to now 12 months.

However it may possibly’t be. This event has confirmed us England do not have high quality energy in depth, and that is the rationale the plan cannot be completely ripped up.

Eddie Jones will strongly imagine what he is been doing is true, however this Six Nations has been an enormous actuality test.

There are numerous questions, about Eddie and what he is making an attempt to realize, but additionally about which gamers he is making an attempt to try this with. His greatest gamers are usually not enjoying their greatest rugby and he must know why.

The inclusion of Billy Vunipola and Ben Youngs, coupled with the return to the type of gamers like Maro Itoje and Mako Vunipola will most likely carry this squad again to the place they had been. Nevertheless it’s not a swap you possibly can simply flick.

Eire haven’t any world class gamers, however they’re enjoying properly as a staff

Six Nations 2018: Eire beat England to win Grand Slam – highlights

England have entered the identical section of their growth Eire went via after profitable their second successive Six Nations in 2015. The next season Joe Schmidt’s facet completed third and had been virtually unrecognisable from the champions of the earlier two seasons.

The opposite groups had labored them out, and that is what’s occurring to England now.

The brains of Eire’s staff from their back-to-back titles are nonetheless there this season, however they’ve introduced in additions like Jacob Stockdale, Tadhg Furlong and Garry Ringrose. They’ve additionally performed with large accuracy – up to now two seasons, their penalty and error rely has gone down and in the mean time, England are failing on these counts.

Eire, arguably, do not need any world class gamers of their Grand Slam-winning squad. You would argue there are higher scrum-halves and fly-halves than Conor Murray and Johnny Sexton who would get right into a world XV. Tadhg Furlong is one you’d argue much less about. However what they do have are 23 gamers enjoying very properly.

What’s occurring with England is 10 of their beginning XV are enjoying very poorly, and 5 are solely enjoying OK. If the people aren’t enjoying properly, the collective is not going to both.

England additionally have not been intelligent of their execution of their technique, no matter that’s. They know what they must do, however simply they have not been in a position to do it.

Merely, they want aggressive, intensive and explosive ahead carrying. If Ben Te’o is picked at inside centre, why is not he doing what he must be doing? Why is not he taking these balls off the fly-half and at pace and creating havoc in defences?

England should rebuild confidence in South Africa

Eire changed England in second place on this planet rugby rankings in the course of the course of the event

This England squad might be shaken to the core after their performances within the Six Nations. And the one place they’ll put issues proper is on the sphere.

A variety of what they educated for simply hasn’t occurred so all people will query what they’re doing and the way they’re doing it. Undoubtedly the boldness might be low till they get that subsequent victory.

England journey to South Africa for a three-Check collection in June and I see this tour as a spot to rebuild confidence, to rebuild an understanding that ‘everyone knows what we’re doing and we will all produce it to a degree of excellence.’

But when folks suppose England are in a mini-crisis, then South Africa are in an even bigger one. They’re unrecognisable from the staff that acquired to the 2015 Rugby World Cup semi-finals. They’ve a brand new head coach, they’re enjoying at dwelling and it is England – so they are going to be up for it.

Proper now South Africa aren’t an excellent staff, however neither are England.

And with these points put to mattress, let’s take a look on the stand-out performers from this yr’s Six Nations. Did any Englishmen make my staff of the event?

Group of the event

Participant of the event – Conor Murray

Conor Murray simply appears to get higher and higher. He will get to the breakdown rapidly, his box-kicks are extremely correct and the synchronism with Johnny Sexton is second-to-none.

When he will get near the road he is an enormous risk and he performs very properly just about on daily basis. That is all you possibly can ask of your greatest gamers. Johnny Sexton, his associate, got here an in depth second.

Second of the event – Johnny Sexton’s drop-goal

Was this the defining second of the 2018 Six Nations?

When Johnny Sexton hit that last-gasp drop-goal I mentioned it will solely go down as one of many nice sporting moments in Six Nations’ historical past in the event that they gained the title or the Grand Slam. Properly, they did each.

It was a bit like Gavin Henson’s penalty for Wales in opposition to England in 2005 – that is a kind of magical moments.

It was the stepping stone and the muse for Eire profitable the Grand Slam. It could not be extra becoming. Lots of people will see it as a person piece of brilliance nevertheless it was an enormous staff contribution to undergo 41 phases of rugby.

Sort out of the event – Sam Underhill

Sam Underhill denied Wales centre Scott Williams an virtually sure attempt on the hour mark at Twickenham, with the hosts main 12-3.

When Hadleigh Parkes made the preliminary break for Wales, Underhill was on the ground on the 10m line however the again row sprinted over 30m to haul Williams into contact.

Attempt of the event – Huw Jones v England

Jones’ second attempt in opposition to England is Guscott’s better of Six Nations 2018

When Huw Jones acquired the ball for his second attempt in opposition to England, the rugby pitch seemed prefer it was in freeze body, and Jones simply ghosted via.

He is a fast man however he is not huge so to carry off two defenders and have the energy to go over the road was implausible.

Greatest newcomer – Jacob Stockdale

In my predictions before the tournament, I mentioned Ulster’s Jacob Stockdale would catch the attention. And the 6ft 3in, 16st Eire winger broke the Six Nations scoring report with seven tries.

He’d had a good autumn and has fulfilled expectations on this yr’s championship. As a winger you are there to attain tries, and he actually did that. He is a reputation folks will now take discover of.

For subsequent yr…

I wish to see the variety of replacements decreased from eight to 4. It will rework the sport and we might see a lot extra sensible rugby.

Jeremy Guscott was chatting with BBC Sport’s Louise Gwilliam.

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Six Nations: Jeremy Guscott analyses the place England go subsequent after

Six Nations: Jeremy Guscott analyses the place England go subsequent after

Six Nations: Jeremy Guscott analyses the place England go subsequent after

England completed fifth within the 2018 Six Nations after struggling three straight defeats

It is virtually time to tear it up and begin once more for this England squad. They’ve not made any progress up to now 12 months.

However it may possibly’t be. This event has confirmed us England do not have high quality energy in depth, and that is the rationale the plan cannot be completely ripped up.

Eddie Jones will strongly imagine what he is been doing is true, however this Six Nations has been an enormous actuality test.

There are numerous questions, about Eddie and what he is making an attempt to realize, but additionally about which gamers he is making an attempt to try this with. His greatest gamers are usually not enjoying their greatest rugby and he must know why.

The inclusion of Billy Vunipola and Ben Youngs, coupled with the return to the type of gamers like Maro Itoje and Mako Vunipola will most likely carry this squad again to the place they had been. Nevertheless it’s not a swap you possibly can simply flick.

Eire haven’t any world class gamers, however they’re enjoying properly as a staff

Six Nations 2018: Eire beat England to win Grand Slam – highlights

England have entered the identical section of their growth Eire went via after profitable their second successive Six Nations in 2015. The next season Joe Schmidt’s facet completed third and had been virtually unrecognisable from the champions of the earlier two seasons.

The opposite groups had labored them out, and that is what’s occurring to England now.

The brains of Eire’s staff from their back-to-back titles are nonetheless there this season, however they’ve introduced in additions like Jacob Stockdale, Tadhg Furlong and Garry Ringrose. They’ve additionally performed with large accuracy – up to now two seasons, their penalty and error rely has gone down and in the mean time, England are failing on these counts.

Eire, arguably, do not need any world class gamers of their Grand Slam-winning squad. You would argue there are higher scrum-halves and fly-halves than Conor Murray and Johnny Sexton who would get right into a world XV. Tadhg Furlong is one you’d argue much less about. However what they do have are 23 gamers enjoying very properly.

What’s occurring with England is 10 of their beginning XV are enjoying very poorly, and 5 are solely enjoying OK. If the people aren’t enjoying properly, the collective is not going to both.

England additionally have not been intelligent of their execution of their technique, no matter that’s. They know what they must do, however simply they have not been in a position to do it.

Merely, they want aggressive, intensive and explosive ahead carrying. If Ben Te’o is picked at inside centre, why is not he doing what he must be doing? Why is not he taking these balls off the fly-half and at pace and creating havoc in defences?

England should rebuild confidence in South Africa

Eire changed England in second place on this planet rugby rankings in the course of the course of the event

This England squad might be shaken to the core after their performances within the Six Nations. And the one place they’ll put issues proper is on the sphere.

A variety of what they educated for simply hasn’t occurred so all people will query what they’re doing and the way they’re doing it. Undoubtedly the boldness might be low till they get that subsequent victory.

England journey to South Africa for a three-Check collection in June and I see this tour as a spot to rebuild confidence, to rebuild an understanding that ‘everyone knows what we’re doing and we will all produce it to a degree of excellence.’

But when folks suppose England are in a mini-crisis, then South Africa are in an even bigger one. They’re unrecognisable from the staff that acquired to the 2015 Rugby World Cup semi-finals. They’ve a brand new head coach, they’re enjoying at dwelling and it is England – so they are going to be up for it.

Proper now South Africa aren’t an excellent staff, however neither are England.

And with these points put to mattress, let’s take a look on the stand-out performers from this yr’s Six Nations. Did any Englishmen make my staff of the event?

Group of the event

Participant of the event – Conor Murray

Conor Murray simply appears to get higher and higher. He will get to the breakdown rapidly, his box-kicks are extremely correct and the synchronism with Johnny Sexton is second-to-none.

When he will get near the road he is an enormous risk and he performs very properly just about on daily basis. That is all you possibly can ask of your greatest gamers. Johnny Sexton, his associate, got here an in depth second.

Second of the event – Johnny Sexton’s drop-goal

Was this the defining second of the 2018 Six Nations?

When Johnny Sexton hit that last-gasp drop-goal I mentioned it will solely go down as one of many nice sporting moments in Six Nations’ historical past in the event that they gained the title or the Grand Slam. Properly, they did each.

It was a bit like Gavin Henson’s penalty for Wales in opposition to England in 2005 – that is a kind of magical moments.

It was the stepping stone and the muse for Eire profitable the Grand Slam. It could not be extra becoming. Lots of people will see it as a person piece of brilliance nevertheless it was an enormous staff contribution to undergo 41 phases of rugby.

Sort out of the event – Sam Underhill

Sam Underhill denied Wales centre Scott Williams an virtually sure attempt on the hour mark at Twickenham, with the hosts main 12-3.

When Hadleigh Parkes made the preliminary break for Wales, Underhill was on the ground on the 10m line however the again row sprinted over 30m to haul Williams into contact.

Attempt of the event – Huw Jones v England

Jones’ second attempt in opposition to England is Guscott’s better of Six Nations 2018

When Huw Jones acquired the ball for his second attempt in opposition to England, the rugby pitch seemed prefer it was in freeze body, and Jones simply ghosted via.

He is a fast man however he is not huge so to carry off two defenders and have the energy to go over the road was implausible.

Greatest newcomer – Jacob Stockdale

In my predictions before the tournament, I mentioned Ulster’s Jacob Stockdale would catch the attention. And the 6ft 3in, 16st Eire winger broke the Six Nations scoring report with seven tries.

He’d had a good autumn and has fulfilled expectations on this yr’s championship. As a winger you are there to attain tries, and he actually did that. He is a reputation folks will now take discover of.

For subsequent yr…

I wish to see the variety of replacements decreased from eight to 4. It will rework the sport and we might see a lot extra sensible rugby.

Jeremy Guscott was chatting with BBC Sport’s Louise Gwilliam.

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Six Nations: Jeremy Guscott analyses the place England go subsequent after

Six Nations: Jeremy Guscott analyses the place England go subsequent after

Six Nations: Jeremy Guscott analyses the place England go subsequent after

England completed fifth within the 2018 Six Nations after struggling three straight defeats

It is virtually time to tear it up and begin once more for this England squad. They’ve not made any progress up to now 12 months.

However it may possibly’t be. This event has confirmed us England do not have high quality energy in depth, and that is the rationale the plan cannot be completely ripped up.

Eddie Jones will strongly imagine what he is been doing is true, however this Six Nations has been an enormous actuality test.

There are numerous questions, about Eddie and what he is making an attempt to realize, but additionally about which gamers he is making an attempt to try this with. His greatest gamers are usually not enjoying their greatest rugby and he must know why.

The inclusion of Billy Vunipola and Ben Youngs, coupled with the return to the type of gamers like Maro Itoje and Mako Vunipola will most likely carry this squad again to the place they had been. Nevertheless it’s not a swap you possibly can simply flick.

Eire haven’t any world class gamers, however they’re enjoying properly as a staff

Six Nations 2018: Eire beat England to win Grand Slam – highlights

England have entered the identical section of their growth Eire went via after profitable their second successive Six Nations in 2015. The next season Joe Schmidt’s facet completed third and had been virtually unrecognisable from the champions of the earlier two seasons.

The opposite groups had labored them out, and that is what’s occurring to England now.

The brains of Eire’s staff from their back-to-back titles are nonetheless there this season, however they’ve introduced in additions like Jacob Stockdale, Tadhg Furlong and Garry Ringrose. They’ve additionally performed with large accuracy – up to now two seasons, their penalty and error rely has gone down and in the mean time, England are failing on these counts.

Eire, arguably, do not need any world class gamers of their Grand Slam-winning squad. You would argue there are higher scrum-halves and fly-halves than Conor Murray and Johnny Sexton who would get right into a world XV. Tadhg Furlong is one you’d argue much less about. However what they do have are 23 gamers enjoying very properly.

What’s occurring with England is 10 of their beginning XV are enjoying very poorly, and 5 are solely enjoying OK. If the people aren’t enjoying properly, the collective is not going to both.

England additionally have not been intelligent of their execution of their technique, no matter that’s. They know what they must do, however simply they have not been in a position to do it.

Merely, they want aggressive, intensive and explosive ahead carrying. If Ben Te’o is picked at inside centre, why is not he doing what he must be doing? Why is not he taking these balls off the fly-half and at pace and creating havoc in defences?

England should rebuild confidence in South Africa

Eire changed England in second place on this planet rugby rankings in the course of the course of the event

This England squad might be shaken to the core after their performances within the Six Nations. And the one place they’ll put issues proper is on the sphere.

A variety of what they educated for simply hasn’t occurred so all people will query what they’re doing and the way they’re doing it. Undoubtedly the boldness might be low till they get that subsequent victory.

England journey to South Africa for a three-Check collection in June and I see this tour as a spot to rebuild confidence, to rebuild an understanding that ‘everyone knows what we’re doing and we will all produce it to a degree of excellence.’

But when folks suppose England are in a mini-crisis, then South Africa are in an even bigger one. They’re unrecognisable from the staff that acquired to the 2015 Rugby World Cup semi-finals. They’ve a brand new head coach, they’re enjoying at dwelling and it is England – so they are going to be up for it.

Proper now South Africa aren’t an excellent staff, however neither are England.

And with these points put to mattress, let’s take a look on the stand-out performers from this yr’s Six Nations. Did any Englishmen make my staff of the event?

Group of the event

Participant of the event – Conor Murray

Conor Murray simply appears to get higher and higher. He will get to the breakdown rapidly, his box-kicks are extremely correct and the synchronism with Johnny Sexton is second-to-none.

When he will get near the road he is an enormous risk and he performs very properly just about on daily basis. That is all you possibly can ask of your greatest gamers. Johnny Sexton, his associate, got here an in depth second.

Second of the event – Johnny Sexton’s drop-goal

Was this the defining second of the 2018 Six Nations?

When Johnny Sexton hit that last-gasp drop-goal I mentioned it will solely go down as one of many nice sporting moments in Six Nations’ historical past in the event that they gained the title or the Grand Slam. Properly, they did each.

It was a bit like Gavin Henson’s penalty for Wales in opposition to England in 2005 – that is a kind of magical moments.

It was the stepping stone and the muse for Eire profitable the Grand Slam. It could not be extra becoming. Lots of people will see it as a person piece of brilliance nevertheless it was an enormous staff contribution to undergo 41 phases of rugby.

Sort out of the event – Sam Underhill

Sam Underhill denied Wales centre Scott Williams an virtually sure attempt on the hour mark at Twickenham, with the hosts main 12-3.

When Hadleigh Parkes made the preliminary break for Wales, Underhill was on the ground on the 10m line however the again row sprinted over 30m to haul Williams into contact.

Attempt of the event – Huw Jones v England

Jones’ second attempt in opposition to England is Guscott’s better of Six Nations 2018

When Huw Jones acquired the ball for his second attempt in opposition to England, the rugby pitch seemed prefer it was in freeze body, and Jones simply ghosted via.

He is a fast man however he is not huge so to carry off two defenders and have the energy to go over the road was implausible.

Greatest newcomer – Jacob Stockdale

In my predictions before the tournament, I mentioned Ulster’s Jacob Stockdale would catch the attention. And the 6ft 3in, 16st Eire winger broke the Six Nations scoring report with seven tries.

He’d had a good autumn and has fulfilled expectations on this yr’s championship. As a winger you are there to attain tries, and he actually did that. He is a reputation folks will now take discover of.

For subsequent yr…

I wish to see the variety of replacements decreased from eight to 4. It will rework the sport and we might see a lot extra sensible rugby.

Jeremy Guscott was chatting with BBC Sport’s Louise Gwilliam.

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