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hockeylvr59 · 1 year

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Here With Me Part 14 || Taylor Makar

Author’s Note: Weekends mean more postgame sleepovers during which Kelsey “meets” the parents and Taylor and Kelsey have their first fight. FC: Marina Laswick (@marooshk on instagram).

Warnings: cursing, soft sex, angst, pregnancy "scare" // Word Count: 3,500

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Thirteen

January 27th, 2023

Classes had only started Wednesday for Kelsey yet she was already exhausted come Friday as she adjusted back to her more rigorous schedule. After eating dinner, Kelsey settled into bed and put Taylor’s game on though she was certain she wouldn’t make it through the whole thing. And she had dozed off only to wake as her phone vibrated to find that the game had in fact ended.

Taylor: Can I come over when we get back?

Taylor: Could use some cuddles.

Looking at the clock Kelsey knew that the game couldn’t have ended more than fifteen minutes ago and therefore it was going to be at least another hour before he got there. There was no way she was going to be able to stay awake that long, especially with a headache starting to form.

As much as she didn’t want to, she was going to have to tell him not tonight. But before responding, she pulled herself out of bed to go get some water and meds and spotted one of her roommates relaxing on the couch with a movie going.

“You look like hell Kels, you okay?”

“Just have a headache. It’s gonna be an early night.” Biting her lip Kelsey pondered her options. “Hey. Taylor texted about coming over tonight and I was gonna tell him no since there’s no way I can stay awake. But if you’re gonna be up would you maybe mind letting him in when he gets here?”

“‘Course hun. I’ll send that hunky boy of yours your way.”

Nodding and murmuring her thanks, Kelsey retrieved the water and meds and headed back into her room.

Kelsey: Likely not going to be awake by the time you get back just fyi, but if you want to come over my roommate will let you in.

Taylor: You okay?

Kelsey: Just tired T. But down for cuddles if you want to come over.

Taylor: k. Sleep tight and I’ll see you when I get there.

Kelsey: sounds good T.

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It was another night, another game lost that they should have won and Taylor was just emotionally drained. After comforting his linemates/roommates on the way home, all Taylor wanted now was the comfort of snuggling his girlfriend. Even asleep she could provide ten times the comfort of his own empty bed.

After thanking Mikey for dropping him off, Taylor headed up to Kel’s apartment door knocking softly. After a moment it popped open and he smiled at the girl who was clearly one of Kel’s roommates.

“I’m sure you know where you’re going by now.” She grinned, waving him in before locking the door behind him.

“Yeah, thanks.” He murmured, toeing his shoes off before carrying them into Kel’s room. Pushing her door open, Taylor slid inside as quietly as possible using the light from the living room to guide him. In the shadows of the room lit by her string lights on the wall behind her bed, Taylor could see Kelsey all snuggled up in bed and she looked adorably soft hugging the pillow he had slept on last weekend.

Worried he would wake her, Taylor closed her door before stripping down and moving to the bed, sliding under the pulled back blankets after setting his phone on the bedside table. Almost immediately, Kelsey shifted and for a moment Taylor mentally cursed at having woken her. But as she settled with her head on his chest and her arm and leg draped over him, it was clear that she hadn’t stirred at all, her body merely seeking him out in her sleep.

Kissing her head, Taylor gently rubbed at her back enjoying the feeling of having her in his arms again after a week.

Though he wanted to join her in sleep, his brain was still too wound up running over all the plays he’d made and what decisions he could have made differently. As he scrolled through social media on his phone trying to get his mind to relax, his phone rang with his nightly facetime from his parents.

Admittedly, Taylor couldn’t help but grimace because he really didn’t want to talk about the game but he knew that his parents would only worry more if he didn’t answer. Sighing softly, Taylor accepted the facetime call, adjusting the volume on his phone to be a little quieter as he waited for his parents' faces to load.

When they did his dad’s face immediately flickered with confusion while his mom’s eyes went wide before she smiled.

“Are you with Kelsey?” Laura asked, her voice a bit excited.

“Uh yeah.” Taylor mumbled making sure to keep his voice low even though Kelsey had shown no signs of stirring.

Thankfully before his mom could continue down the train of thought regarding Kelsey that she had locked onto, his dad turned the conversation to what they had actually called about, the game.

“How do you think you did tonight?”

With a sigh, Taylor delved into his usual post game self evaluation though it was definitely easier to find things he did wrong rather than ones he did right.

“The penalty I took wasn’t entirely stupid.” He mused, dipping into some sarcasm before listening to his dad talk about how it was a better penalty to take compared to all the others he’d gotten recently.

As he’d chatted quietly with his dad about Carvel’s postgame lecture to the team, out of nowhere his mom gasped.

“Oh Taylor…”

Taylor had no idea what would draw that reaction because he hadn’t really said anything shocking. Then he looked at the bottom corner of his phone and realized that he’d relaxed his grip enough on the device that it had dipped down revealing the top of Kelsey’s head on his chest.

“Is she asleep?” Laura asked, her voice dropping in volume.

Glancing down at his girlfriend Taylor couldn’t help but smile.

“She started classes Wednesday so she was worn out.” Taylor murmured.

Knowing that his mom was about to burst, Taylor brushed a lock of Kelsey’s hair out of her face before shifting his camera to give his mom just a peek of his sleeping girlfriend.

“Oh Tay, she’s beautiful.” Laura cooed, even more excited now to meet this girl.

“Can’t wait to meet her when we’re down there for your birthday.” His dad jumped in voicing the thought for both of them and also smiling because their youngest looked so soft and happy even after a tough game. “We’ll let you go before we wake her.” He added, before they both told Taylor that they love him and ended the call as he returned the sentiment.

Kissing Kelsey’s head, Taylor opened up his phone’s camera and snapped a picture of his sleeping girlfriend because she really did look adorable and it was a moment he wanted to be able to remember long after tonight.

Finally slipping his phone onto silent and do not disturb mode, Taylor set it aside and shifted a bit to lay down a bit more, adjusting his sleeping girlfriend as he did so. She still didn’t stir and kissing her head Taylor yawned before closing his eyes for some much needed sleep of his own.

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February 3rd, 2023

Though Kelsey had grown up in Massachusetts, there was one thing she hated about it more than any other. The Cold. And today was one of the worst days yet this year. It had been cold but still somewhat tolerable when she’d come home from classes but as the sun set and the temperatures dropped even more, Kelsey found herself getting crankier.

If her roommates thought she was going out with them tonight they had another thing coming. She’d grabbed some food from the fridge before sinking into bed. Unable to warm up she had piled every blanket she owned onto her bed and yet still she was freezing.

Though she didn’t want to put any pressure on Taylor to come over for a third weekend in a row, she did want him there and so she did her best to send a casual message knowing he wouldn’t see it until after the game.

Kelsey: Hey, lmk if you want to come over when you get back so I can unlock the door.

Kelsey: P.S. your body heat would be very much appreciated.

Though she tried to distract herself with random tv, it didn’t help make Kelsey warmer or help her fall asleep. Instead she just burrowed herself in her bed cursing Hampshire for making apartments that couldn’t keep heat when temperatures were negative out.

It was after midnight when she got Taylor’s return text and let out a little sigh of relief.

Taylor: Mikey teased that I should make you come get me. Changing now, be there in 15.

Pouting as she climbed out of bed, she moved to unlock the door before making herself a mug of tea and sinking back into bed trying to freeze a little bit less.

Taylor: Here. So don’t jump at the sound of the door.

It was considerate because she definitely would have jumped a little bit. After just a minute her door opened and Kelsey’s pout got a little smaller as Taylor walked through her door.

“Okay, you look a little bit pathetic there Kels.” He teased softly. “It’s not that cold in here.”

“Fuck off. Is too.” Kelsey mumbled. Chuckling in response, Taylor dropped his bag on her desk chair before unzipping it and pulling out a well worn hoodie, tossing it her way.

“Here, frosty.”

Snatching the fabric, Kelsey pulled it on over her long sleeve pajama top taking in the smell of Taylor’s laundry soap. She hoped he knew he wasn’t going to get this back.

Pulling the blankets back up, Kelsey watched Taylor strip to his boxer briefs, shaking her head at the pattern that was on this pair. He was just too much sometimes but she loved it. She also thought he was crazy for not adding extra layers with as cold as it was.

As he climbed under the blankets, he reached to pull her close and immediately Kelsey cursed softly at how cold his hands were.

“You’re too much.” He mumbled in her ear. Though he was cold from being outside, Kelsey knew that soon enough he would help warm her through the heat his body put off.

“How’d tonight go?” She asked quietly while snuggling against him.

“Won finally.” She could hear the relief in his voice and nodded, tipping her head to kiss him. She wasn’t going to push for any more details than that if he didn’t feel like sharing.

Snuggling for almost ten minutes with Taylor tracing small patterns on her skin as she brushed her own fingertips over his happy trail, Kelsey felt herself beginning to warm up a little. It still wasn’t enough for her to relax to sleep, however, and though she tried to snuggle even closer they were already pressed as tightly together as was physically possible.

“Kels…” Taylor mumbled in an annoyed but fond tone. “There is literally no way for you to get any closer without me being inside you.”

“Please.” She whispered softly, desperately trying to find any way to finally feel warm.

Her plea must have caught Taylor off guard because he coughed for a moment before lifting her chin to look at her. Her face must have told him whatever it was that he needed to know because after a moment he nodded and rolled to reach for the drawer with condoms, coming back with a shiny wrapper and bottle of lube.

“Roll onto your side Kels.” He directed. Following his lead, Kelsey did so, hearing the rustle of fabric as Taylor slid his briefs off before tugging gently at her pj pants and panties. With their bottom halves exposed, Taylor continued prepping behind her, rolling the condom on before popping the cap on the bottle of lube.

“I grabbed the bottle of warming lube so hopefully that helps.” He murmured softly as kissed along her clothed shoulder.

“Mmm yes.” Kelsey hummed softly. With Taylor checking that she was good, he gently pressed against her entrance, moving slowly to let her unprepared body relax. As she felt the warm weight of him inside her, she pressed back against him until he was fully buried deep within.

There wasn’t much to Taylor’s movements. Occasionally he’d grind his hips against her but otherwise it was his fingers doing most of the work, rubbing at her clit to urge her to orgasm. And with Kelsey basking in the warmth slowly rising through her body that was all it was going to take anyway.

When her orgasm hit after a few moments it caused her to clamp tightly around Taylor’s dick and with a grunt she felt him twitch with his own release.

After cumming, neither made much effort to move for a few more minutes just lazily basking in the warmth and pleasure. When Taylor did pull out though he murmured for her to go clean up and use the bathroom.

Tugging her clothes back on, Kelsey reluctantly slipped from the warm blankets to use the bathroom. When she returned she saw Taylor sitting on her bed, his body radiating tension though she wasn’t sure why.

“Is this yours?” His voice was just a whisper, the syllables cracking as he spoke. Stepping closer, Kelsey saw Taylor holding the pregnancy test she had taken earlier in the day.

“Yeah.” She stated, slightly confused by what was happening. The way Taylor crumpled confused her even more and she sat beside him.

“I’m not pregnant Taylor.”

Though her words should have been relieving, Taylor’s body language didn’t change and Kelsey sighed taking the test from him. Looking at it now there were two lines but when she’d taken it there had only been one. “Taylor. It’s a negative test.” Kelsey murmured. “I took it this morning. That second line…that’s an evaporation line. Pregnancy tests are meant to be read within a certain window because when the urine dries it can create a false second line. I’m not pregnant nor did I think I was pregnant.”

Taking a deep breath, Kelsey tipped Taylor’s chin up forcing him to look at her.

“I have a birth control implant in my arm. I have for the last two years. Because of that implant I don’t get a period. So every month I take a test just as a precaution and every time it’s negative because it’s supposed to be. You know I’m anal about protection, Taylor. This is just another part of me being anal when it comes to my reproductive health. I’m sorry if it scared you or caught you off guard, but it’s nothing to panic over, I promise.”

Tossing the test, Kelsey turned back to Taylor and sighed softly. The panic in his expression had ebbed but he certainly didn’t look fully convinced or relaxed either.

“Come to bed T.” She whispered, urging him back under the blankets with her because it was nearly 2 am. Though he held her, it wasn’t like before and that hurt. Biting her lip, Kelsey tried to sleep but it was hard to do more than doze with Taylor tossing and turning beside her.

By the time the clock read 5:30 am, Kelsey had had enough.

“Do you want me to take another test Taylor?” Kelsey mumbled, her voice pained. “Because I will if you need proof above my word that I’m not pregnant.”

Though he didn’t respond verbally, Kelsey knew that apparently that was what it was going to take.

“C’mon then.” She sighed, pulling herself out of bed and moving to grab her phone and another pregnancy test from the drawer of extra HBA stuff in her closet. “You can watch to make sure I’m not trying to falsify anything.” She couldn’t help the bitterness in her tone as she drug Taylor with her to the bathroom, showed him the sealed box and unused test, then proceeded to pee on it in front of him, before setting it on the counter and setting the timer on her phone.

When the timer went off three minutes later, Kelsey looked at the stick before gesturing for Taylor to look. One line. The control line. Just like there was yesterday morning.

“Satisfied?” She questioned before gathering up the test and packaging to toss in her room. “Not pregnant. Now can we fucking get some sleep?”

Stomping quietly back into her room, Kelsey flung herself under the blankets, the tears falling quickly as she tried to close her eyes to sleep.

Even as Taylor settled into bed beside her, she didn’t make any effort to snuggle back against him.

*****

When Kelsey awoke it was with the start of a migraine on the horizon. But it was also to the smell of coffee and eggs. Opening her eyes with a groan, Kelsey spotted her favorite coffee cup beside the bed and by her desk, Taylor was holding a plate of eggs and toast with her favorite jam.

“Have breakfast so we can talk.” He murmured softly, not pushing to say anything more just yet.

Though she was still angry and hurt Kelsey knew that she would think clearer one way or another after eating and having her daily coffee. So she took both with mumbled thanks and sat up carding her fingers through her hair while she ate.

It was only when she finished that Taylor spoke again.

“How are you feeling?”

Boy was that a loaded question.

“I slept like shit so I’m guaranteed to get a migraine today. And my boyfriend clearly doesn’t trust me which fucking hurts.” Her tone was more exhausted than bitter because Kelsey was just so emotionally drained.

“I was scared.” Taylor whispered, moving to sit at the foot of the bed. “We’ve only been together a couple weeks and the thought that I’d knocked you up…that’s terrifying.” Rubbing at his face, Taylor was quiet for a moment before continuing. “I’m sorry for making you feel like I don’t trust you. I just…how was I supposed to know that you take regular pregnancy tests, we’ve never really talked about protection.”

Sighing, Kelsey nodded because it was a fair point that they’d never really talked about the details like that.

“Taylor...if there was even the slightest chance that I thought I might be pregnant you have to know that I’d come to you before doing anything else.”

Swallowing hard, Kelsey snuggled further into Taylor’s hoodie.

“That’s not something I’m going to hide from you or lie about. And the fact that you couldn’t just believe me when I’m telling you that I’m not pregnant. Telling you that old pregnancy tests develop evaporation lines. That you don’t trust me…how are we supposed to move forward as a couple…? Like I get being scared Taylor, but when I’m telling you there isn’t anything to be scared about and you ignore me...”

“Have you ever had a panic attack, Kels? Where your heart feels like it’s going to beat out of your chest and you can’t breathe and all you can focus on is the thing that started it regardless of what’s going on around you? If I had known you take tests it wouldn’t have been a big deal but finding out completely out of the blue caused that anxiety riddled reaction to take over and that’s not so easy to come out of. So it’s not that I don’t trust you. I just…I need you to communicate things like that with me so I can address the anxiety before it takes over.”

Nodding, Kelsey picked at the chipped nail polish on her left hand.

“I understand having anxiety, Taylor. But I can’t always know what’s going to trigger that for you. I can promise that if I have any say, you will be well aware of and consenting to the idea before there are two lines on a test that don’t include an evaporation line. And if for some reason I don’t have a say, you’ll still know straight from me and not from finding a test in the trash.”

Reaching for her hand, Taylor pulled her up onto her knees and wrapped his arms around her, holding her tight.

“I’m sorry Kels. I know that you would never hide something that important from me. I’m sorry I couldn’t take your reassurances for what they were because of the anxiety. I’m sorry if I embarrassed you by basically forcing you to take another test before it all could click. I’m so sorry for making you feel like I don’t trust you, for making you cry. I care about you more than anyone else outside of my family.”

Giving into the fatigue, Kelsey buried her head into Taylor’s shoulder.

“I care about you too T.” She mumbled.

Kissing her head, Taylor laid her down before sliding under the covers and pulling her into his chest again.

“Sleep sweetheart.”

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backtohawkins · 2 years

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WELCOME BACK TO HAWKINS, GARETH “FITZY” FITZGERALD (jeremy allen white fc)

good luck and have a bitchin’ summer!

[JEREMY ALLEN WHITE, MALE, HE/HIM] who’s that? oh it’s [GARETH “FITZY” JOSEPH FITZGERALD III]. i hear they’re [21] and are known as [THE SCAREDY CAT] around [HAWKINS]. they’re also a [FRY COOK] at [BENNY’S BURGERS]. they’re known to be [+creative, +loyal] and [-cowardly, -lazy]. some people say they remind them of [broken drum sticks, a standard set of polyhedral dice, tattered flannels, a backpack littered with anarchist and band buttons]. [rocky, 27, she/her]

PLEASE LIST 3-5 DETAILED HEADCANONS

Gareth Joseph Fitzgerald the 3rd was born to Susan and Gareth Fitzgerald the 2nd on a hot summer night in Hawkins. Susan went into labor on the evening of the 4th of July carnival in 1967 and while fireworks exploded in the sky, Gareth’s mother spit out her ice chips in pain until finally, on July 5th at 1:14 AM, Gareth was born. Gareth is the oldest of three children. His mother is a stay-at-home mom and housewife and his dad is a police officer with the Hawkins PD. Not wanting to be associated with his cop dad, Gareth goes by Fitzy instead of his first name.

In high school, Fitzy was never cool. He was a member of the Hellfire Club and he was the drummer in Corroded Coffin. Other than that, he pretty much kept to himself. His parents wanted him to do something with his life, have some ambition, but the only ‘drive’ he had was to roadtrip to Chicago whenever Mötorhead was touring.

Once Fitzy graduated and his friends went off to college or got real jobs, he remained in Hawkins, living with his parents. Corroded Coffin never amounted to anything after Eddie graduated, and despite loving music, FItzy never joined another band. He wanted to, sure, but he was too lazy to put in the time to actually find one or build one himself. As for Hellfire Club, Fitzy’s D&D days also ended when he received his diploma. No one wanted to play anymore, and if he was being honest, after all the crazy shit that went down in Hawkins? He lost interest too. Didn’t really have the stomach for it anymore.

Fitzy is a person of both courage and cowardice. Just like in high school, Fitzy doesn’t have trouble standing up to douche bags and calling them out on their behavior. However, when the stakes are truly high and his fight or flight kicks in, Fitz is very much flight. He doesn’t fight unless he knows he can win and he doesn’t believe in being a martyr or being brave all the time. Not really a valiant trait to have in a town like Hawkins where bad, scary things seem to happen every other day…but hey, at least he’s alive.

Speaking of alive…Fitzy totally buys into the “forest commune” thing and has no recollection of anyone being dead ever…well…except for Bev Wildfire, who he’s been in love with since he first laid eyes on her in algebra class freshman year. Fitz isn’t blind, he knows someone like Bev is way out of his league, but that doesn’t stop him from saying ‘hi bev’ whenever she walks by. As for her being suddenly alive…Fitzy doesn’t question it. Deep down, maybe…but he knows better than to start questioning the things in Hawkins that don’t make sense. After all, look at where Eddie ended up. Framed as a murderer. Hard pass for one Fitzy Fitzgerald.

The most exciting thing to happen to Fitzy in the last year or so (other than Bev coming back from the dead so he could have something to stare at again) was probably the electrical fire at Benny’s. The Hammond family was generous and continued to pay him while they rebuilt the place, which meant Fitzy got to fuck around for months. Not anymore though. Benny’s grand reopening happened shortly after the 4th of July tragedy, which was kind of great timing, since it brought a little positivity back to Hawkins. Now that the burger joint is back up and running, Fitzy flips burgers full-time just like he has every summer since he was 16.

#accepted #gareth fitzy fitzgerald

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coachrivero · 7 months

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Tulane season recap/ bye week

Oooh we are (almost) halfway there

Here we are… Man time sure does fly since those agonizing summer months counting down T minus how many weekends until we get football back. It’s nice to once again be in the thick of things. I know this is where everyone expected us to be but still I remember the days when Tulane would normally be eliminated from contending for anything at this point. I’m glad things are different now. May Tulane be relevant forever. From this day until the end of days.

When the season started it looked like the Wave didn’t miss a beat from last year’s Cotton Bowl team. South Alabama is no USC (and has definitely lost some luster recently) but they are solid enough that many were picking them to win the Sun Belt, and some people including Scott Van Pelt picked to beat us. That obviously didn’t happen as Tulane brought the fireworks in a 20 point rout that really wasn’t that close. Michael Pratt was sensational, shredding USA’s secondary completing 14-15 passes for 294 yards and 4 touchdowns, with the only blemish a dropped pass that should have been another touchdown. Tulane’s defense was incredible as well stifling one of the better offenses in the FBS allowing only 17 points and forcing 5 turnovers. We were firing on all cylinders… but sometimes in life adversity will happen. Late in the 4th quarter while Tulane was in the process of salting the game away, Pratt suffered a left knee injury. This big win came at a steep price of losing the services of our superstar QB (also lost emerging star LB Corey Platt to an Achilles injury earlier in the game). A lot of speculation can go into the why was Michael Pratt in there and the what ifs, the play-calling, and so forth. I won’t really get into that. It just sucks to have lost Pratt right before the biggest home game in 40 years and the toughest game on the schedule where we couldn’t afford to lose him.

It turns out Tulane really is a damn good football team. We lost Tyjae Spears and a lot from last year, plus we haven’t been playing as well as we could have, but we do have a solid nucleus of talented players and great coaches. The Ole Miss game was a loss. I’m not going to spin it into a moral victory, but I was encouraged with how we competed with them. We have the horses to play with one of the better teams in the SEC even without our senior NFL prospect Quarterback. It was unfortunate to squander that opportunity to get a statement win but it wasn’t the most disappointing thing I’ve ever seen as a Tulane fan. I was just eager to kick the shit out of Southern Miss and get the bell back, and so was Tulane. Not much to be said except we scored 3 Touchdowns and USM kicked one field goal. Nice relaxing game for Southern Miss’s band the Pride of Mississippi. They didn’t have to play the fight song except for a couple of times when the team ran out on the field and the Alma mater at the end. Do kind of feel bad for Will Hall though, he’s a good dude. He recruited Pratt and was a big part of changing the culture here and helping Tulane turn things around. I think he’s trying but the USM job is a lot tougher nowadays than people realize. Good news is they can’t afford to fire him so he’s at least got another season.

FCS Nicholls State was kind of blah. It wasn’t the best performance but we did win and got to ease Michael Pratt back into things. Kai Horton did OK filling in for Pratt IMO, but the drop off there is significant. I would have liked to see more development with Cobra Kai being in this system for 3 years but he’s been serviceable and I am thankful for his victories over Houston last year and of course the mustard buzzards this year. Game ball definitely goes to the defense for carrying us. Few college football teams have a better 1-2 combination of cover corners than Jairius Monroe and Lance Robinson. There are so many good players in this defense I could go on forever naming them all. I check under my bed at night for Patrick Jenkins because he is a monster. Devean Deal is also a force. Jesus Machado is Dorian Williams 2.0 a tackling machine. I hope Grubbs is healthy going forward. Despanie is so good and Jared Small has been a pleasant surprise in the LB group. If I missed anyone it’s because again there’s an abundance of talent in this unit. Defensively Tulane is a problem.

UAB at first glance was disappointing being in a dogfight with a 1-3 football team, but I like the resolve of this group. After falling into a 20-7 hole, Tulane outscored the upset-minded visitors 28-3 to go 1-0 in the American Conference. The first half reminded me a lot of my younger days as a Tulane football fan. Losing at home to a CUSA team… terrible officiating… my dad yelling at opposing fans. The only thing that was missing was being in a 65 degree climate-controlled indoor stadium with 1,000 people in attendance. Turns out this is not 2010, we were not in the Dome, and Tulane did not fold in the football game. I do give UAB credit they had the perfect game plan, they utilized quick passes and had some success moving the ball. However, Tulane put the clamps on in the second half, with Makhi Hughes further separating himself as RB1. I like that Duda Barnes still returned to the football game even after a costly fumble. It shows the staff has faith in him choosing not to cast him down into the Iverson Celestine fumblitis gallows. Michael Pratt threw an absolute dime to Lawrence Keys on 4th and 9 for a 32 yard touchdown to put the game on ice with 47 seconds. That was *chefs kiss* very nice. It was cool to see the reappearance of Alex Bauman who hadn’t really been featured since the ending of the Cotton Bowl. I need to also give Jaquan Jackson and Chris Brazzell the credit they deserve for being so dependable in the passing game. Adding speed threat Yulkeith Brown to the mix as well should help open up the offense too.

In conclusion, we are right where we need to be. We beat the teams we were favored against and dropped the one game that ultimately doesn’t hurt us that much (except for dropping like 30 spots out of the top 25). LSU can basically give up 1,000 yards of offense to Old Piss and still be ranked but what the fuck ever. Anyhow, I think Tulane might have lost a bit of its edge from last year. Part of this is natural regression that was honestly to be expected after the best season in school history (or second best depending on your personal preference), and Pratt not being 100% healthy. It’s also very possible that the best is yet to come. Make no mistake though it is still AAC Championship and New Year’s 6 or bust. The recipe is still there: Explosive offense, salty defense, and very solid dependable special teams. Truthfully, the special teams are the unsung heroes of Tulane. We are one of the most efficient College football programs in terms of special teams and it shows up on Saturdays. We don’t talk about them enough, but they will be critical for our chances to win at Memphis. That… and not fumbling the ball.

Anyhow, thanks for reading and hope you enjoyed. I think the bye week came at the perfect time. Get everyone healthy with all team goals still very much attainable. I’m ready to kick back and enjoy my stress free football weekend!

Roll Wave! 🌊

#tulane #rollwave #sports #Football

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laresearchette · 7 months

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Saturday, September 30, 2023 Canadian TV Listings (Times Eastern)

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MEN’S RUGBY WORLD CUP (TSN4) 11:45am: Fiji vs. Georgia (TSN4) 3:00pm: Scotland vs. Romania

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MLB BASEBALL (SN) 3:00pm: Rays vs. Jays (SN Now) 7:00pm: Red Sox vs. Orioles (SNEast/SNOntario) 7:00pm: Rangers vs. Mariners (SN) 8:00pm: Astros vs. Diamondbacks

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NHL HOCKEY (TSN4) 7:00pm: Leafs vs. Habs (SN1/SNWest/SNPacific) 9:00pm: Oilers vs. Canucks

ʔəm̓i ce:p x iwəl COME TOWARD THE FIRE (CBC) 7:00pm: An Indigenous-led celebration of creativity, brilliance, culture and community with artists from across Turtle Island.

MLS SOCCER (TSN5) 7:30pm: FC Cincinnati vs. Toronto FC

CRIME BEAT: MOST WANTED (Global) 7:30pm (SERIES PREMIERE): Hosted by "Global News" anchor Tracy Tong; tracking Canada's most wanted criminals and the detectives dedicated to bringing them to justice.

TELLING OUR STORY (CBC) 8:00pm/9:00pm (SERIES PREMIERE): The special relationship with the land, the beating heart of identities, beliefs and traditions. Episode Two covers the worldview of First Peoples, their ancestors, languages and traditional knowledge; the ingenuity that has been passed on for thousands of years through oral tradition.

DANCING WITH THE STARS (City TV) 8:00pm (SEASON PREMIERE): A new cast of celebrities and their pro partners hit the dance floor for the first time to perform a Cha Cha, Foxtrot, Jive, Salsa or Tango; featuring a dazzling opening number to "Levitating" by Dua Lipa.

A WHIRLWIND WEDDING (Super Channel Heart & Home) 8:00pm: When an event planner returns to her hometown to arrange her mother's wedding, a charming caterer soon catches her eye.

FEAR THY ROOMMATE (CTV2) 9:00pm: In financial trouble, a woman rents out rooms in her home to two men, which leads to a toxic mix of misgivings, madness and murder.

TRUE STORY PART TWO (History Canada) 9:00pm: Exploring the real, and often misrepresented, history of Indigenous peoples on the land that is now called Canada; taking an in-depth look at the relationship between Indigenous people, the land and the settlers.

REMEMBERING THE CHILDREN SPECIAL BROADCAST (Rewind) 9:00pm: The special broadcast in commemoration of the National Day of Truth and Reconciliation is produced by the National Centre for Truth and Reconciliation (NCTR) and APTN, in partnership with the Anishinaabe Algonquin Nation.

MEG 2: THE TRENCH (Crave) 9:00pm: Jonas Taylor leads a research team on an exploratory dive into the deepest depths of the ocean. Pitted against colossal, prehistoric sharks and relentless environmental plunderers, they must outrun, outsmart and outswim their merciless predators.

BEHIND EVERY IMAGE, A STORY (CBC) 10:00pm: The search to restore the identities of anonymous Indigenous peoples in historic photographs.

#cdntv #cancon #canadian tv #canadian tv listings #crime beat: most wanted #rugby world cup #curling #mlb baseball #cfl football #nhl hockey #mls soccer

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colorsofmyseason · 2 years

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I was tagged by @philipp-lahm for this, thanks so much bestie :)

Rules: list the first lines of your last 20 stories. See if there are any patterns. Then tag your friends.

1. good day (onesided!kieran tierney/nicolas pepe, kieran tierney/ben white, football rpf, teen and up, supernatural au)

Perhaps it’s his fault, though Nico has no idea what it is.

2. one call away (steno, football rpf, teen and up)

“You should’ve given me a Leverkusen ring,” was the first thing Bernd said to him when he picked up his boyfriend’s call that morning.

3. love at second sight (hector bellerin/various, football rpf, teen and up, supernatural au)

Mikel wasn’t his first, and maybe not his second either (if Hector recalled correctly, he’d been dared into making out with his teammates during his youth days more often than necessary), but he’s the first one Hector willingly kissed himself.

4. we found love right where we are (various couples, football rpf, teen and up, valentine's day fic)

The seventh time he tells himself that he's not jealous as the pic of Hector and Martin holding hands flashes through his screen again and again, Dani has to admit that he probably is.

5. you're my fortress, shield, savior, armor (nule, football rpf, teen and up, supernatural au)

The first time Alexander Nubel met Niklas Sule, he was terrified.

6. the cold never bothers him anyway (kieran tierney/nicolas pepe, football rpf, teen and up, supernatural au)

“Okay, first of all, I want you guys to know this isn’t my doing,” Ainsley states as they step onto the snow-covered pitch.

7. red lights (arsenal fc, football rpf, teen and up, supernatural au)

Lucas Torreira doesn’t remember when exactly he started falling for Bernd Leno.

8. never believe it's not so (cedric soares-centered, football rpf, teen and up, supernatural au)

He has sworn off using his magic in battles, even the “fight” on the pitch.

9. love still goes on (emi martinez-centered, football rpf, teen and up, supernatural au)

Emi’s goodbye to Arsenal fans was bittersweet.

10. the past is just a bridge we burned down behind us (thiago alcantara-centered, football rpf, teen and up, supernatural au)

Thiago didn’t know why his brother decided to text him now, all of a sudden.

11. baton touch (hector bellerin-centered, football rpf, teen and up, supernatural au)

Truth be told, Hector never thought it would end this way.

12. what a magical night [part 2] (hector bellerin-centered, football rpf, teen and up, supernatural au)

When your manager and sort-of-unofficial mentor in magic comes to you and tells you that you have to work the magic by yourself against a team who just won the Premier League this season and has considerably better squad than your team, not to mention five of the most powerful wizards you’ve ever known, you don’t get to say no.

13. countless reasons (steno, football rpf, teen and up, supernatural au)

"Let's move in together."

14. chasing starlights (bayern munich, football rpf, teen and up, supernatural au)

Honestly, Manu thinks, for a team as big as PSG, they should’ve known that putting five active wizards at once in their starting eleven is a bit excessive.

15. the sweetest vengeance (bayern munich, manuel neuer-centered, football rpf, teen and up, supernatural au)

The ball rolls from player to player.

16. spellbound (neuller, football rpf, teen and up, supernatural au)

The first time Thomas asks Manuel to fetch his water bottle for him, the goalkeeper simply does that without thinking.

17. what a magical night (hector bellerin-centered, football rpf, teen and up, supernatural au)

Hector swears it’s not usually this easy.

18. passing the limits of your senses (germany nt, football rpf, teen and up, supernatural au)

Bernd stares at Marc-Andre, not knowing what to make out of the other keeper’s strange request, while Marc-Andre only stares back at him with an indifferent look that is borderline bored.

19. in this white frozen world (steno, football rpf, teen and up, future au)

Marc has just returned home from training when his phone rings.

20. in weakness and in strength (steno, football rpf, teen and up, supernatural au)

From the first day he started dating Marc-André ter Stegen (though the two of them can never point out the exact first day, considering how twisted and convoluted the beginning of their relationship was), Bernd has known that his life will be anything but ordinary.

I'm tagging @butterflyliverpoolkopite @coffeebreakcreations and @manuelmueller and anyone else who wants to do this as well!

#i don't know whether there's any pattern #though i noticed that i tend to put some reference to the time lol #tag game #fanfiction #thanks!

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givemeonebreath · 3 years

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A big, messy Linked Universe playlist

Link for Links

Heavy on the angst, because of who I am as a person. (At the same time, don’t take it too seriously, man.)

Influenced by canon, manga (TP Link is really Going Through It™ ), my personal perceptions, and popular fandom canon.

A pretty wide variety of genres, with a bias towards metal and prog rock.

I kept snippets of lyrics for most songs, also because of who I am as a person. (Some were particularly hard to narrow down to just one verse or chorus.) Those - and a little more rambling - are under the cut if you really want, in the order of the playlist. But. It’s long.

I didn’t initially make this with the intent to share, but hey. Throughout my past year+ of listening, I’ve been haphazardly adding songs to a playlist I very creatively named Links. If something reminded me of them, whether through the music or lyrics or both, I threw it on the playlist, so some songs might seem odd or vague. Some are really on the nose, as subtle as a sledgehammer. (Sky for Sky? Dude. Sorry.) Some are there because of a fitting line or two that stuck in my head. Ultimately, music - like any form of creative expression - can be interpreted in a multitude of ways.

My listening habits and tastes are erratic, which is why this is one big, jumbled playlist and not separated for different Links. Not to mention if I did that, some (Wild, Legend) would have a lot and some (Wind, Four) would have none, both because of my own familiarity with them, and because of the general themes of the music I tend to listen to. Most songs are a general ‘hero’s spirit reborn’ mood, anyway - those are the first part of the playlist. The second half is more nuanced to specific Links, plus a few Ganon vibes.

1. Deep Purple - April (Koji Kondo, composer of the original Legend of Zelda theme, was into Deep Purple as a kid, and it shows.)

2. Kamelot - Regalis Apertura

3. Au4 - So Just Hang On, Beautiful One (I’ve posted this here before. I can’t hear it without thinking of LU now.) So I slipped in through the gate almost unknown. All my border stamps were late. Seven days old. Cold hand griped my shoulder blade, broke the bone. Bloody nose and turned away, all the way home.

4. FC Kahuna - Hayling Don’t think about all those things you fear, just be glad to be here

5. Glass Animals - Youth Boy, when I left you you were young I was gone, but not my love You were clearly meant for more Than a life lost in the war

6. Pain of Salvation - Restless Boy A restless boy in a world too slow A flame born into cinder, ash, and glow I've given everything I gave it all Yet find myself alone

7. Haken - The Endless Knot Our design shifted frame by frame! Across the line our cycle starts to fail. Our design shifted frame by frame! Across the line we die to live again. We need a story to believe in. We need a hero to prevail. We need a challenge we can overcome, it takes a tragedy to make us one

8. Kamelot - Memento Mori (I particularly associate this with Time and Twilight) I am the god in my own history The master of the game I may believe if she would come to me And whisper out my name Sometimes I wonder where the wind has gone If life has ever been Sometimes I wonder how belief alone Can cut me free from sin

9. Katatonia - Fighters Look I told you so We never stop If we said that We'll back it up For sure You know We're fighters

10. Megadeth - This Day We Fight! (I mean, all Links, but particularly Warriors) For this I was chosen, because I fear nothing With confidence I tread through the dead of the night Off to another war-torn, faraway battlefield Wherein lies a demonic enemy horde

11. Moon Tooth - Igneous Well, the spirit took me And this old broken body leapt up and danced Settin’ out Settin' out with all my heroes in a bundle at my back Hawk am I More wings span in my shadow than overcast Yeah, you know what they say Always need something to look up to, ha

12. Samael - Moongate Destiny, tomorrow is today Destiny, without boundaries How many nights will we spend together traveling infinity back and forth and again How many times will we go together questioning eternity about us about our wonders...

13. TOOL- Parabola This body holding me reminds me of my own mortality Embrace this moment, remember We are eternal, all this pain is an illusion

14. Lunatic Soul - Blood on the Tightrope No matter how hard you try To shut down your feverish thoughts They hunt you down with no regret Cause you have to fix it all

15. Hybrid - Keep It In The Family

16. Soul Savers - Unbalanced Pieces Gone, now carry on Through violent seasons I call you mother, mother, mother In vain, absent chain The twilight's bleeding And the playing board has two unbalanced pieces

17. Steve Von Till - Valley of the Moon All she gives is a stone facade Like ill-given flowers at a dead man's wake Here we slave for the dreams of another And fight over scraps like wayward dogs

18. Ludovico Einaudi - Experience

19. Lunatic Soul - Summoning Dance Three stones on the right side Three stones on the left My vicious circle of life and death “Oh you want it” I hear it again “Oh you want it” My burden Curse to break

20. Lunatic Soul - Through Shaded Woods Run through your shaded woods Run through your shaded mind Run through the night Run away Run through the darkness Run

21. Lunatic Soul - Naavie

22. David Bowie - Nature Boy There was a boy A very strange, enchanted boy They say he wandered very far Very far, over land and sea A little shy and sad of eye But very wise was he

23. The Dandy Warhols - Sleep Well, I could sleep forever But it's of her I dream If I could sleep forever I could forget about everything

24. Au4 - Everyone is Everyone (and Everything is Everything) Tripping and tumbling, Flipping and fumbling. Flowing on the rivers of sadness That have been forever rumbling. But from dawn until now Of all the paths that I could have gone down Of all the valleys That I could have been flowing through. In spite of all the chaos And all that has come between us, How is it I still find myself Here with you.

25. Kingcrow - Everything Goes Your hands again upon the ground Falling rain for hours and hours As you learn the game Time dispels the fog ... Ever been there? Ever felt like prey? Ever thought your mind was feeble? Lot of things that don’t make sense

26. Pain of Salvation - Icon As a child I felt too old And now when I'm grown-up I feel too young A different kind so I've been told Just slightly out of reach and out of time

27. Sophia Loizou - Divine Interference (I got spooky dungeon vibes. Also, the title.)

28. Carpenter Brut - Fab Tool Runnin Gunnin Forward in the phantom shatter so grand Splatter grand, arcanum fuel Wrought iron out of the sky Over me, tells no lie

29. Blue Stahli - Death Will Have to Run All on the open road Where none will ever grow A journey toward the known With countless miles to go

30. Gyroscope - Mistakes & Ladders I am the first? No I can't be the first A continuous nothing, destined for something Tell me who you are and why you trapped me here

31. Queens of the Stone Age - Run, Pig, Run Run, pig, run Here I come

32. Chali 2na & Krafty Kuts - Guard The Fort The swords are drawn and odds are stacked And we clash the impact's a thunderous clap Calm demeanor Even though we are under attack [...my turn to guard the fort ready for combat]

33. The Great Discord - Army of Me (lol)

34. Kongos - Terrified I think I'll start again and change my name You only live once or twice, what a shame Somebody fucked up when designing this game

35. Woodkid - Run Boy Run Run, boy, run! This ride is a journey to Run, boy, run! The secret inside of you Run, boy, run! This race is a prophecy Run, boy, run! And disappear in the trees

36. The Beta Machine - The End A million miles away from you this time I'll do what it takes I'm on my way If lines are in the sand I'll go under If I can make it in time I will bring you back with me

37. Devin Townsend Project - Gump When we last met who was I? I'm sorry we no longer see eye to eye The energy to keep you in while keeping myself out I'm sorry how you'll take this But I just don't have the patience anymore

38. Arrested Youth - Riot! I can't get much satisfaction living in this cave It's tough to breathe, I'm in the belly of the beast Can't sleep with all my rage With me and all my generations living in this cage Pick up your guns and tell your sons, tonight we break the cage

39. Led Zeppelin - Friends So anytime somebody needs you Don't let them down, although it grieves you Some day you'll need someone like they do Looking for what you knew

40. Faunts - M4, pt 2 (Wild) Fight your foes you're not alone Holy war is on the phone Asking to please stay on hold Bleeding loss of blood runs cold And I need you to recover Because I can't make it on my own

41. Faith No More - Ashes to Ashes (Wild) I want them to know it's me, it's on my head I'll point the finger at me, it's on my head Smiling with the mouth of the ocean And I'll wave to you with the arms of the mountain

42. Devin Townsend - Jupiter (Wild) I know you At least I think I do Everything's changed But in the days that are so dark It's wonderful

43. Katatonia - Neon Epitaph (Wild) Shadow of my shadow Cling not to my grief I am long left behind now You are free

44. The Smashing Pumpkins - The Beginning is the End is the Beginning (Wild) Time has stopped before us The sky cannot ignore us No one can separate us For we are all that is left The echo bounces off me The shadow lost beside me There's no more need to pretend Cause now I can begin again

45. Katatonia - Lacquer (Wild) My voice travelling Soaring bird above your head The house we lived in Ridden with disease ... The levee breaking I can't live to fight once more The road to the grave is straight as an arrow I'm just staying around to sing your song, baby

46. Eskimo Joe - This is Pressure (Wild) There is no romance in suffocation The walls fall down like your expectations You want to scream And you want to shout But you've built up steam And you can't let it out This is pressure

47. Portugal. The Man - 1000 Years (Wild) We'll wait 1000 years Until the end of time We'll wait 1000 more Dressed up in gold and white We'll climb the mountain sides To find what's in the sky We'll dig through mountain sides To find what's deep inside

48. Au4 - An Ocean’s Measure of Sorrow (Wild) Forgot my name and who I was. Memories of nothing floating up. All of the sorrow we once knew, Colours the ocean's water blue.

49. Band of Skulls - Carnivorous (Twilight) I am corrosive and cohesive Like a chemical bond I'm all together undone I am the broken kingdom I'm just so, so, so So carnivorous

50. Glass Animals - Flip (Twilight) I wanna go back with a club and attack I wanna take to my guns and break you I gotta make my little foe take his own

51. TV on the Radio - Wolf Like Me (Twilight) My mind has changed my body's frame, but, God, I like it My heart's aflame, my body's strained, but, God, I like it

52. Kamelot - The Spell (Twilight) All my demons cast a spell The souls of dusk rising from the ashes So the book of shadows tell The weak will always obey the master

53. OSI - Radiologue (Legend) I was dreaming I was heading west thirty days faster Had a fever woke up in a sweat bailing out the water Can't go on Can't go back Heard your voice coming through the noise wrote it in the radio log Hurt my head, wondering what you said so I threw it overboard

54. Katatonia - Don’t Tell A Soul (Legend) I have been destroyed by the perfection that is a lie see I'm moving soon see my feet are already on the road and if you know where I’m going don’t tell a soul

55. Haken - The Mind’s Eye (Legend) The shape of things to come are closer than they seem Changing your design every time you disappear I'm planning my escape through portals of your mind Where people seem to drop like flies

56. Pain of Salvation - Species (Legend) Sometimes I hate my fucking species Yet most days I'll do anything to please it My generation was fooled to pursue our dreams But it is not what it seems You never need what you want And you rarely want what you need

57. Euringer - Do You Kiss Your Mama with That Mouth? (Legend) All my life, misunderstood I'm fuckin' too smart, too smart for my own good The last question, before I go is "Hey motherfucka, do you kiss your mama with that mouth?" Yes! I kiss your mama with this mouth

58. !!! - Pardon My Freedom (Legend) Like I give a fuck, like I give a shit Like I give a fuck about that shit Like I give a fuck about that motherfucking shit

59. Team Sleep - Ataraxia (Legend) Froze asleep Coma deep I dream I'm out with you Alone at sea

60. Oliver Tank - Embrace (Legend) You're in my dreams The world is torn apart at the seams And I don't wanna leave Wearing my heart on it's sleeve

61. Machine Gun Fellatio - The Girl of My Dreams (Is Giving Me Nightmares) (Legend) The girl of my dreams is giving me nightmares I don't know what it means but she's got multi-coloured hair When she stands in the sand I dream of peaches And I'm not sure what that means either

62. Earl Greyhound - Shotgun (Legend & Hyrule) I am nobody, nobody is who I am I am a traveler on this land And nothing, nothing, nothing in my hands

63. TV on the Radio - Staring at the Sun (Hyrule) You're staring at the sun You're standing in the sea Your mouth is open wide You're trying hard to breathe The water's at your neck There's lightning in your teeth Your body's over me

64. Echo & The Bunnymen - The Killing Moon (Time) Fate Up against your will Through the thick and thin He will wait until You give yourself to him

65. Sufjan Stevens - Sugar (Sky) Don’t break my heart, don’t break my flow now And all this rage has got to go now Let’s take up this lifeline Come on, baby, gimme some sugar Don’t make me wait Don’t make me wait too long Don’t make me sing the sad song Come on, baby, gimme some sugar

66. Obsydians - Ascension (Sky) Rise above the hardships you’ll face I will sign and keep on rising As long as you are giving me your soul and keep me awake Feel like home and spread your light around I will listen and just be there As long as you are giving me your love I’ll give you my soul

67. Sonique - Sky -_-

68. Enter Shikari - The King (Ganon) Watch your back, my friend I'm about to kickstart a cycle Of never ending revenge And this time it's primal, it's tribal

69. Saul Williams - WTF! (Ganon, Hylia) "You've been polluted, uprooted by time You have been muted, computed but I'm A living vessel of the one, of the moon, of the sun" Hey! You ain't as dead as you seem, what the fuck? Hey! But you keep living your lies

70. These New Puritans - We Want War (Ganon/ Dark Link/ any nemesis I guess) Shadows dance back up, it's happening again If you listen carefully you might hear them whisper: "We hold all the secrets, we hold all the words; But they're scrambled and broken so you'll never know" Can't you see them Floating like black ash? Can't you feel them Crawling down your back?

#linked universe #linkeduniverse #listening to music while I stare blankly at nothing is legit my number one hobby #and then shit like this happens #linked universe playlist

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royalynx · 3 years

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( * 💀 / daniel ezra, cis male, he/him ) — is that kingsley shacklebolt i just saw rushing down the corridor? i hear they’re a twenty two year old gryffindor, returning for their seventh school year, but their friends would tell you that they are grounded & commanding as well as opinionated & strong-willed. if you want to know more about them, i guess i could tell you that they’re pureblood, and from what i hear, they’re currently allying with the order. when our divination professor looks into their crystal ball, they see: the calming presence in the back of the room, muggle records hidden in drawers, steaming mugs of tea, the warmth of a hug, the burn of quiet fury.

CHARACTER INSPIRATION: Luke Cage (Jessica Jones), Kingsley Shacklebolt (Books: Order of the Phoenix through Deathly Hallows), Jake Reilly (Private Practice), Terry Jeffords (Brooklyn Nine-Nine), Alphonso ‘Mack’ Mackenzie (Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.), Matt Simmons (Criminal Minds), Odafin Tutuola (Law and Order: SVU), Spencer James (All American).

TRIGGER WARNINGS: ???

LINKS: Pinterest (Coming Soon). Playlist (Coming Soon).

𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐒

I N T R O

full name ➵ Kingsley Akiel Shacklebolt

nicknames ➵ King; Kings; Kas; Shack; Shacklebolt; Royal

pronouns ➵ he/him/his

orientation ➵ bisexual biromantic

birthdate / age ➵ May 8th, 1957, 15:32 am / 22 years old

birthplace ➵ Birmingham, England

childhood home ➵ Birmingham, England

current residence ➵ Hogwarts, Scotland

religion ➵ atheist

occupation ➵ full - time student at Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry

P H Y S I C A L

height ➵ 5 feet, 10 1/2 inches / 179 cm

weight ➵ 78 kg / 171lb

body type ➵ mesomorph ( athletic; generally hard body; well defined muscles; rectangular shaped body; strong; gains muscle easily; gains fat easily )

hair ➵ black, shaved/cropped

eye color ➵ dark brown

dominant hand ➵ ambidextrous

FC ➵ Daniel Ezra

voice ➵ Daniel Ezra

special characteristics ➵

tattoo of a lion on the back of his neck that roars when danger is near

acne scars on cheeks

perfect posture

smells of ➵

broom wax

toothpaste

lavender, anise, basil, bergamot and lemon; geranium, ylang-ylang and jasmine; oakmoss, vetiver, tonka bean, patchouli, vanilla and sandalwood - Brut by Faberge

E M O T I O N A L

zodiac ➵ taurus sun (x); virgo rising; virgo moon

MBTI ➵ ISTJ (“The Logistician”)

positive traits ➵ grounded; commanding; courageous; considerate; observant; dedicated; forbearing to an almost mind-boggling degree; put-together; knowledgeable; self-reliant.

neutral traits ➵ fearless; calming; stolid; diplomatic; paternalistic.

negative traits ➵ opinionated; strong-willed; quiet; stubborn; high-minded; aloof to some; reticent; stoic; overcritical; has very high expectations of himself & others.

likes ➵ playing Quidditch; freshly baked bread; playing Gobstones at 3am; a warm bed; muggle record players; purple; watching the sea; forehead kisses; DADA; organized notes; wearing rings; honeycakes; David Bowie; dragonhide boots; chocolate frogs; firedrakes; Charms; Firewhiskey; watching the fire in the Gryffindor common room; twenty; red wine; laughing with Frank and Alastor; Transfiguration; The Beatles; his sister

dislikes ➵ legilimency; bigotry; raisins in chocolate; Divination; messy desks; foggy London; Sacred 28; people flaking on him; his team losing Quidditch matches; pumpkin juice; using school brooms; sushi; magic quills; pixies; History of Magic; the treatment of squibs by wizarding society; muddy orange; gigglewater; the texture of mushrooms; feeling unsettled; licorice; rollercoasters; toads; the word mudblood; Turkish delight

amortentia ➵

freshly cut grass

roast chicken dinner

aftershave

sandalwood

M A G I C

blood status ➵ pureblood

wand ➵ Alder wood with cherry trailed over the front like the path of a river, or a lightning bolt, White River Monster spine core, 14 and a 1/4 inches, solid

whilst Alder makes for an unyielding wood, its ideal owner is not stubborn or obstinate, but often helpful, considerate and most likeable. Whereas most wand woods seek similarity in the characters of those they will best serve, alder is unusual in that it seems to desire a nature that is, if not precisely opposite to its own, then certainly of a markedly different type. When an alder wand is happily placed, it becomes a magnificent, loyal helpmate. Of all wand types, alder is best suited to non-verbal spell work, whence comes its reputation for being suitable only for the most advanced witches and wizards. (Cherry, a very rare wand wood creates a wand of strange power, most highly prized by the wizarding students of the school of Mahoutokoro in Japan, where those who own cherry wands have special prestige. The Western wand-purchaser should dispel from their minds any notion that the pink blossom of the living tree makes for a frivolous or merely ornamental wand, for cherry wood often makes a wand that possesses truly lethal power, whatever the core, but if teamed with dragon heartstring, the wand ought never to be teamed with a wizard without exceptional self-control and strength of mind.) The use of a White River Monster spine produced spells of force and elegance.

patronus ➵ Lynx

E D U C A T I O N

Hogwarts class ➵ Gryffindor, 1981

extracurriculars ➵

Gryffindor Prefect / September 1980 - June 1981

Captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch Team / September 1979 - June 1981

Gryffindor Chaser / October 1975 - June 1981

Charms Club / September 1975 - June 1981

Toothill Duelling Club / September 1978 - June 1981

Slug Club / December 1977 - June 1981

courses & exams ➵

Ancient Runes - O

Charms - O

Defense Against the Dark Arts - O

Herbology - O

Arithmancy - O

Muggle Studies - O

Potions - O

Transfiguration - O

Care of Magical Creatures - O

now studying Alchemy ( predicted an O )

M I S C E L L A N E O U S

health ➵

strawberry allergy

pets ➵

Archimedes; the family owl ( great horned owl )

handwriting ➵ Sebastian Bobby

F A M I L Y

Ora Shacklebolt (nee Kayoude) ➵ paternal grandmother; socialite; alive

Kingsley Shacklebolt I ➵ grandfather; Wizengamot member; alive

Yara Audley (nee Idowu) ➵ maternal grandmother; homeschooled; apothecary worker; alive

Akiel Audley ➵ maternal grandfather; homeschooled; Quidditch supply store owner; alive

Alaric Shacklebolt I ➵ father; Gryffindor; Senior Auror for the DMLE; alive

Meera Shacklebolt ➵ mother; homeschooled (opted out of attending Ilvermorny / Hogwarts); apothecary worker; alive

Eralia Audley ➵ maternal aunt; homeschooled; Senior Assistant to the Jamaican Minister of Magic; alive

Gabrielle Shacklebolt ➵ paternal aunt; Hufflepuff; Ministry employee; alive

Edward Shacklebolt (took wife’s name) ➵ paternal uncle; Hufflepuff; job; alive

Khenan Shacklebolt ➵ paternal uncle; Ravenclaw; curse breaker for Gringotts; alive

Kingsley Akiel Shacklebolt (II) ➵ self; Gryffindor; Future Senior Auror for the DMLE; alive

Bianca Omnira Shacklebolt ➵ sister; fifth year Ravenclaw; unknown future; alive

𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌

his parents used to say he was born for diplomacy. that’s what they’d drilled into him since he was born: fight the good fight, be honest and good and stay calm, always. they can only catch you off guard when you aren’t. he’d always been somewhat of a natural diplomat — the oldest child, expectations hung from his shoulders as if they were coats and he, a coat rack. he’d always been a quiet child, somewhat unassuming, almost shy, content to play and be alone, often found even as a baby, simply amusing himself with his fist over crying, wailing for attention. when they attended the galas and balls befitting of a family part of the sacred 28, little changed. in fact, he was praised for it — how level-headed he was, even when all he wanted to do was scream and shout and set fire to the curtains by the window to stop them yammering on about the importance of blood purity and their precious, precious privilege, how he smiled politely and shook hands and never, ever made a scene. he hated them. he hated every last one of them. their fake smiles and empty eyes, how they hated for no reason and believed themselves to be superior — a kernel of a fallacy that kingsley, even as a child, could never subscribe to.

but kingsley was nothing if not a good man, and a good son, and so, he stayed silent — at least, to everyone who never crossed the boundaries of their home. to them, kingsley was a young wizard who showed particular promise in their circle, but to those who saw him at home, his internal torture over it was obvious. he had muggle neighbours, even muggle friends, people who made him laugh and gave his parents presents when his beloved baby sister was born, and he could not abide the dual life his parents were living. when they were home, they were tolerant — amused, even, by the muggles they surrounded themselves with, something his mother always said was to keep them grounded, because she’d already lost one sibling to pureblood mania and refused to lose herself, or her husband, or either of her children. when they were at the galas, they were cold, a little aloof, they laughed along with jokes at muggles expenses, they shook hands, ate appetisers, danced and never seemed to show any remorse for the roles they had to play those nights, though he knew they had to feel guilty (he hoped they felt guilty.) he knew they felt they had to do it to survive — to thrive, even, in a world in which they weren’t always welcome, but he hates it.

he loves his family. kingsley loves them with every part of him, loves his younger sister with his entire heart, is never not seen at home without her practically hanging off his ankles, and then his knees, and then his hips, until she’s too tall and too old for that, he loves his mother and relishes her hugs and the way she always knows what to say to make him feel better, he loves his father and that deep, slow river of calm that seems to run through him, the same river kingsley has always felt took root in him, but he hates their legacy. he hates their part in the sacred twenty eight. he hates every part of it. he hates that they agreed to this — to what feels like a mortal lock, an unbreakable vow, tying themselves to this until the end of time. he hates that he understands why — their blood runs pure, he knows, in other wizards standards, but knowing what the sacred twenty eight stands for? what it really represents? kingsley thinks that their blood is the blood that’s dirty, that they’re the ones who ought to be ashamed of themselves for their existence, that they’re the ones who value opulence and power over people’s lives and that makes them wrong and evil and undeserving of their magic. it’s the first time — the only time — his parents have ever seen him truly angry — he remembers it well, being fourteen and all uncontrolled fury for the first time, how the quiet anger had burned and swelled under his skin until he couldn’t hold it in anymore, and how he’d made all the glass windows in the dining room shatter, the glass raining like sand when his father waved it away with a swish of his wand, kingsley’s chest heaving as he yells, raging against their indifference, feeling oddly soothed when his mother pulls him into his arms and whispers that she’s sorry. she’s sorry. she knows, she knows. he wishes that were enough — that apology, that acknowledgement that they were — are — hypocrites.

even still, his love for his family, flaws and all, remains, though he’s slowly pulled back from any engagement with the pureblood world over the years. he’s very proud to be his father’s son — the son of an auror, recipient of the order of merlin second class — and his mother’s. he’s proud to be his sister’s big brother, her protector. he’s even more proud when he gets his letter to hogwarts, confirming what they all already knew — magic is strong in the shacklebolt family. he picks up the family wand, purchased in america in the early 1920s — alder with cherry trailed over the front like the path of a river, or a lightning bolt, white river monster spine core, fourteen and a quarter inches, solid — and he feels a piece of himself slots firmly into place. hogwarts is where his father went, where his father’s father went (over ilvermorny), and though he can no longer pretend to be complacent to their every whim in regards to the sacred twenty eight (something which both his parents have since begun to shun), he knows getting sorted into gryffindor would make them both proud, and that’s what he wants, so that’s what be did — the bat barely touched his head before declaring him a gryffindor. even now, as a twenty two year old seventh year on the brink of graduating into a fully fledged war, he wants to make them proud. he wants to be a pillar of strength, safety, tolerance, love, support, he wants to be the friendly face ushering people to safety, he wants to be the one raining hellfire down on the prejudiced idiots who think that they’re any different to anyone else, with magic or without, on this planet, that they’re superior in any way because of their blood.

#revelio.intro #kingsley;#i hate this graphic #but i am not remaking it bc it took me 50 years to find an image #skdjfnsdkfjnsdf

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lokisasylum · 3 years

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Check In Tag!

Tagged by : @parkandblues (thanks, hun 🦋)

1. Why did you choose your url?

“lokisasylum”... I think i’ve explained this a lot, but “Loki” is a nickname I was given since my school days because I was a hardcore trickster & would get away with anything and everything. I also recall being VERY persuasive when caught until I got off the hook. While “Asylum” comes from an album by Disturbed (one of the bests I own).

2. Any sideblogs? If you have them name them and why you have them?

Yep, @arsenicbutterfly which is like an aesthethic/anime/cyberpunk/steampunk/grunge blog, and I also have @lokirasengan-fc which I originally created with the intention of moving all my fanart/artwork (also promote my Society6 & Redbubble shops) to in order to separate my main blog for BTS news/post and that one for artwork but none of my mutuals really followed me on it so its basically a dead blog >_>

3. How long have you’ve been on tumblr?

I think since 2010 which is the same year the (Disturbed) “Asylum” album came out.

4. Do you have a queue tag?

I don’t know, never really thought about it.

5. Why did you start your blog in the first place?

Hmm... I remember 2009-2010 to be a very chaotic years.

- the Death Note fandom went up in flames due to the MILLIONS of cases of cyber bullying (some ending in s**cide). I remember being part of this RP group within the fandom that I ended up quitting when I got admitted into Graduate School and because 2 of the oldest members ended up being actual PSYCHOS. (Which is why I also quitted roleplaying)

- Deviantart was rumored to either be shutting down or heading into a worse fate since they started censoring Mature Art/Literature/Fanfics (I remember all the artists who had their 20something chaptered fics and comics OBLITERATED off the site without a reason). So many people left DA for other blogs and I remember thinking the same, that I needed to migrate elsewhere. I tried 2 new social medias that eventually disappeared with less than a year of existence and then there was tumblr with had apparently been created for that very purpose (as a refuge for artists & people in general who were disappointed or got screwed over by the system). Which is funny because tumblr ended up the same way...

I still kept both my DA accounts active and I still post ALL of my artwork/photography there.

6. Why did you choose your icon?

I usually changed my icon frequently, but this recent/current icon is special to me, because it was made as a tattoo design for my Jikook Vampire fic (Forever, You Said) of a butterfly trapped between a Full Moon/New Moon. Its a matching tattoo between jikook (Jimin’s is a yellow butterfly inside a new moon, while JK’s is a blue butterfly inside a full moon). Meant to symbolize how both existed in the same timeline separated by two worlds with Jimin being a vampire and Jungkook being human, but their lives got intertwined since their first meeting.

7. Why did you choose your header?

[I legit had to go back and check what my header was ‘cause i forgot]

Because I mean... Its Park Motherfucking Jimin.

8. What’s your post with the most notes?

Like... this month? I think its the post about BTS as Flower Spirits from the HYBE museum.

9. How many mutuals do you have?

Few but I love them (same)

10. How many followers do you have?

635... damn, when did that happened?? WHO ARE YOU PEOPLE?!

11. How many people do you follow?

Like 14ish? Most of them were fanartists I really admired, but sadly most of them aren’t active or left for Twitter cause people kept coming to tumblr to steal their art and post it on twitter/instagram. So they moved to twitter in order to have some “control” over their works, but now people steal their art from Twitter and come to post it on Tumblr 🤦🏻‍♀️🤦🏻‍♀️🤦🏻‍♀️

And this is why I still post most of my art on Deviantart.

12. Have you ever made a shitpost?

I... I dunno, have I? Oo

13. How often do you use tumblr each day?

24hrs/7 days a week, I never really log out of tumblr. So I just wake up, eat breakfast/lunch (whatever’s available at 11am), do chores around the house, make sure my fam’s healthy, fed and comfy before I jump back into tumblr where I kill off most of the day and night. If I’m not here I’m on deviantart or Ao3.

14. Did you have a fight/argument with another blog once? Who won?

I usually avoid going to other blogs to argue per se because most of these blogs that shitpost for the sake of creating conflict are very young and very ignorant. They never see reason/logic even when you slap ‘em across the face with receipts. So I don’t bother.

HOWEVER, ain’t afraid to calling people out through my own posts from time to time without the need to name names. If it fits, it ships and if you offended that’s a YOU problem.

15. How do you feel about “you need to reblog this” posts?

I avoid them as much as possible. I’m like Taehyung on that note, I’m the type of person that if you try to force me to do something and I see no benefit (for me) in it? I won’t do it.

16. Do you like tag games?

Yes, they’re fun and break the monotony.

17. Do you like ask games?

I do... but no one ever interacts with me for them 🙃

18. Which of your mutuals do you think is tumblr famous?

Eehh.. maybe @utopiajeon , @debrenner , @aikimei

19. Do I have a crush on a mutual?

I mean I love them and think they’re awesome people, but I also think of them as the children I don’t plan on having in the future. LOL

20. Tags?

@utopiajeon @doctorcerberus @i-like-plain-rice @corkytheguar anyone who wants to do it!🌸

#tag #tag game #tag meme #for fun #mutuals

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mountphoenixrp · 3 years

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We have a returning citizen in Mount Phoenix:

Lucas Walker, who is known by no other name; a 30 year old son of Lei King. He is a fighter at The Pits and bartender at Visión / Ilusión.

FC NAME/GROUP: Christian Yu/DPR/Ex C-Clown CHARACTER NAME: Lucas Walker AGE/DATE OF BIRTH: September 6, 1990 | 30 PLACE OF BIRTH: Central, Hong Kong | Sydney, Australia OCCUPATION: Fighter at the Pits and Bartender at Vision HEIGHT: 5'10" | 176cm WEIGHT: 165lbs | 75kg DEFINING FEATURES: He has a large amount of tattoos, his most prominent being his full sleeve on his left arm that leads to a floral piece on his chest and shoulder blade. On the inside of his left bicep is the date 12.12.19 which is the birthdate of his daughter Jasmine. He has a few other small tattoos scattered on his body. His nose is pierced, on the left side and his septum is pierced along with doubles in both his ears.

PERSONALITY: Lucas was exposed to the worst things the world has to offer a child at a very young age. Leaving him a tough exterior and an injured idea of self-worth. He was forced to grow up very quickly and at a young age. Outside he portrays this “pissed at the world”, harsh, unpredictable, man but inside he’s just scarred and bruised from so many things that are always out of his control. His skin is tough but his heart is big, warm, and ready to love. The birth of his daughter kinda snapped him into reality and removed him from the land of self pity and dropped him right in the middle of acting like a responsible adult. He’s still getting the hang of this whole fatherhood thing, trying to act less reckless and uncaged so that he can be there for his daughter.

HISTORY: tw: death, loss, gang violence, gun violence, physical violence, torture, ptsd

Lucas was born in Hong Kong on September 6th, 1990. He was born to a very young woman who was barely 18 and couldn’t even afford to take care of herself let alone a baby. She left him outside of her local hospital after having him secretly at home. There was nothing the staff could do except take him in, take care of him and hand him over to the local orphanage. At six months old, he was adopted by a sweet couple from Sydney, Australia. He lived with them happily until he was eight years old when they were killed in a home invasion, the suspects left him there terrified at what he had witnessed. He was found by his aunt, his mother’s sister and the police left him in her care. Once everything was said and done, Lucas’ aunt was given custody of him and the perpetrators were still at large after almost a year of searching. After this, his aunt became his whole world, a young woman at only 24 now taking care of a nine year old boy full time. The two were each other’s rocks during the entire healing process.

Both sets of his grandparents tried suing for custody of him but, in the end his aunt won out as the best place for him. She didn’t live far from his parents so he didn’t have to change schools or make new friends. His aunt’s friends always questioned why she was willing to take in a primary school aged kid at such a young age but, the two were best friends even before his parent’s murder. She couldn’t imagine anyone else taking care of him or raising him.

As a child, Lucas was quiet and usually kept to himself. Not because he didn’t want to interact with other kids but, because he just enjoyed his alone time. He was quiet in school but insanely smart, yet when teachers tried putting him into more advanced classes he chose to stay with his same age classmates. His aunt Gabrielle tried to get him into sports, music, and the arts but no. He just liked to read on his own, spending time off in his own little world or playing outside in the woods behind their house by himself. Around his tenth birthday things began to go downhill for the dynamic duo. Gabrielle lost her job as the lead secretary of a law firm and she ended up stuck waiting tables at a local 24 hour diner - from 7pm to 4am.

Gabrielle did everything she could to give Lucas the life she felt he deserved after that, doing they best they could when they had to downsize into a small one bedroom apartment and her working more hours to keep food on the table. It was so bad, Gabrielle ended up having to take on a second job after her parents refused to help her saying “she got herself into his mess on her own, she had to get her and the kid out of this mess on her own.” Lucas felt awful watching his aunt struggle to make ends meet and he tried everything he could to help out at home. He kept the apartment clean, babysat their neighbor’s kids, walked dogs, mowed yards, sold newspapers, and just about anything he could as an eleven year old in the rough part of the city they lived in. The only thing he didn’t do was fall in with the gangs that promised to help him and his aunt if he joined up with them…

Eventually by the time was 13 almost 14, doing odd jobs just wasn’t cutting it anymore for him and his aunt wouldn’t let him get a “real job” because it was her responsibility has his guardian to provide for him or whatever. He didn’t understand the pride she held about the subject so he went around her. He started selling homework and test answers at school, stealing petty things and selling them to his classmates for inflated prices, and he even learned how to give stick n poke tattoos for a price. Lucas wasn’t a stupid kid, he just worked with the resources he had. This line of work he got himself into at school eventually lead to him making friends with a couple other kids that belonged to the gang that lived on his block.

Inevitably those friendships lead to him joining the ranks and getting him paid to do things that would probably lead to his aunt murdering him on sight for being an utter imbecile. He was smart though and knew how to get out of things that would get him in over his head. However, by the time he was 16 this group of “friends” are what caused him to discover one of his divine abilities. At first Lucas always just thought that his high pain tolerance was just a cool thing about him, he could get hit and keep going, stub his toe and not feel a thing, get shoulder checked and only stumble without wincing. It wasn’t until he got stabbed for the first time at 16 that he had a realization that what he could do wasn’t normal. He got stitched up and moved right along his day and the gang leader decided to use this to his advantage. Lucas was recruited to the fighting ring, when he got found out.

He didn’t want to do it but, he’d make good money at the underground fighting ring. So he fought, and he did a damn good job at it too. Especially once he found out he could make his opponents keel over in pain that wasn’t physical. Lucas had no idea how he did it or why he could do it but, at this point he was just doing whatever her could to win because if he won he got paid and if he lost he’d get killed. Since beating him up wasn’t an option. Gabrielle was already suspicious of him when he started getting piercings, dying his hair, then getting tattoos but the real cherry on top of her anger was him pulling up to their apartment complex on a second hand motorcycle her got from a fight bet. His aunt went off on him that night and he had no other choice but to come clean about everything. However, he wasn’t the only one with a bombshell to drop…

His aunt admitted that she found his original adoption records when he was younger after the transfer of guardianship was complete and she needed all his documents. Apparently his birth-mother never listed a father on his birth certificate but his birth-father did contact his parents after his adoption. Leaving a letter to give to him when he either turned 18 or “got in trouble”. She’d read it out of curiosity and refused to believe the contents. It sounded crazy to her that his father was some old Chinese god, she only assumed he was on drugs or something and was delusional. Until Lucas admitted to what he could do and even showed her… Those things are just not possible for anyone human.

There was a return address in the letter, somewhere he’d never heard of but he responded anyways. Hoping to get some more guidance or some closure perhaps. Surprisingly, Lucas didn’t freak out with the news. Perhaps in the back of his mind he always had an inkling that he wasn’t the same as everyone else… like he was inhuman. He never received another letter from Lei King but he did receive a map that had a hand drawn picture of an island off the coast of Korea circled. He put the map away and chose to come back to it later.

When he was 18 his world crumbled underneath his feet. The underground fighting ring he was now the star of got busted by the police. The silver lining was that he was found not guilty by the jury of his peers. His defense attorney did well at convincing them that he only did what he did to survive and that he was coerced at a young age by the gang leader. He and many other members of the gang that were manipulated as kids came forward against the leader, landing him in prison for the rest of his life. Lucas didn’t know what to do with this new found freedom other than finish school. Once he was fully graduated he tried to figure out what to do with his life, he didn’t have many skills outside of crime and he honestly hadn’t planned on either being alive by now or not in prison himself. His aunt tried to convince him to go to university but he didn’t want to do that, there wasn’t anything he wanted to get a degree in that he cared about.

Instead, he chose to leave. He left Sydney and went as far as he could, landing him in New York City. He had enough money put away to get him a small apartment there to set up as a “base camp” of sorts. From there he began traveling all over the world, picking up photography and a pursuit of knowledge. On his travels, he met an interesting group of people. Shady people that reminded him very much of his old gang. They were in Scotland when he met them, and they were nice enough so he traveled with them a bit. One night, the “leader” got a bit too drunk and began to spill some secrets, secrets that Lucas just couldn’t stomach.

You see, this group he stumbled upon were the same people that murdered his adopted parents right in from of his eyes as a child - and they were proud of it. When the cocky leader spilled the beans while intoxicated, Lucas steeled himself and held onto that information like a lifeline. He integrated himself with these people slowly, over a few weeks while back packing around Scotland with them. Eventually, Lucas found the perfect time to strike. One night when they were all camping together, Lucas waited until they were all asleep and started them all awake with a gunshot. Over the entirety of the night, Lucas tied up the group, beat them all with only his bare fists, and tortured all of them mentally until they admitted to remembering him as a child. When all was said and done, the group was left mentally broken, unable to properly function as people. He cleaned up his things, called for help, told the police of their crimes and got the hell out of there and out of the country.

After that he went back to New York, cleaned out his apartment and headed back to Sydney. The things he’d just done changed him inside, a dark spot on his soul seemed to only grow bigger. He never told his aunt what he did, or why he was so broken when he finally came home. He hadn’t been home in almost six years and now here he was showing up on her door step, a broken and traumatized man. While he was away his aunt got married to a beautiful and kind woman named Erica. Lucas apologized immensely for missing the wedding, he was in Mongolia at the time he got the invitation and couldn’t get out of the mountains until after the event passed. They were understanding and easily took him into their arms and comforted him.

Now, at 27 years old with no idea what else to do with his life. He started going to therapy but even he didn’t know where to begin to heal from everything that had been nonstop traumatizing in his life. He started working as a bartender to pass the time and make a bit of extra cash, working as a photographer, and doing legal fights here and there. He’s eased into a pretty calm time of his life where he’d finally started to heal. Then to top it all off, he fell in love. It was a passionate and all encompassing kind of love, the kind where they were actively planning their future together, ready to be in it for the long hall. Less than a year together and they were married, it was the happiest they had ever been in their lives. She was an old friend of his and they’d known each other their wholes lives practically. Once they got closer while working together and the bar they both bartended at, that was it. They were head over heels.

They were happily married for almost a year when his wife got pregnant with their little girl in 2018. It was a huge accomplishment for the two of them, going from being the worst examples of humanity as teens to happily married and starting a family together. They were beyond overjoyed and Luke was more than excited to become a father. However, nothing could have prepared them for the struggle his wife would go through while pregnant. Her health continued to decline as the pregnancy went on but, she refused to end it and save herself. Luke begged her to not go through with it, the doctor’s told her she probably wouldn’t survive but she decided to chose her baby over her own health. In the end, on December 12th, 2019 Jasmine Elaina Walker was born, perfectly healthy. As happy as Luke was to hold his baby girl in his arms, nothing prepared him for holding his wife’s hand as she slowly passed away…

It was hard. Hard to act like he wasn’t dying inside everyday because his wife was gone, all while taking care of a newborn and trying not to have a full on breakdown. His aunts were his backbone the first few months as he got back on his feet. His wife’s family was practically nonexistent, leaving him and his aunts alone to raise a baby on their own.

Luke has a very high pain tolerance but the pain of losing his wife was not something his divine abilities could help him with this time…

The first six months of Jasmine’s life was rough, Luke was dealing with both the grief of losing the love of his life while doing everything he could to be there for Jasmine. On the days he just didn’t want to get out of bed, when all he wanted to do was cry, Jasmine was there - always needing her father so he had no time to wallow in his misery. He had to get up, had to get dressed, had to shower, had to function. He had to go to work to keep her fed, to keep buying her diapers, to keep a roof over her head, and to keep her happy and healthy. Of course, his aunts helped out all they could and he couldn’t possibly explain how thankful he is for them. After Jasmine’s first birthday he was cleaning house and he found the map given to him by Lei King when he was a teenager, he did some research and found nothing until he one day got a letter from Hera who was supposedly on the City Council of this island he was skeptical even existed. She spoke to him and told him all about the city just for gods and other demigods like him.

Suddenly, Lucas go this overwhelming desire to go there. He needed to get away from Sydney, he needed to get them out of the house that he bought with his late wife. They needed a fresh start and this island seemed like a good place to give that a try. His aunts were worried about him leaving but, understood why he needed to go and why he needed to get away. They were worried about him obviously but, he got child care set up with Hera before he even moved. Having a barely one year old and becoming a full time single parent scared him but, he knew he could do it. By moving to this new city and finding new people to surround himself with, new places to explore, and new experiences to be had with his little girl. He was both terrified and excited to see what was in store with them on this fancy hidden island.

PANTHEON: Chinese CHILD OF: Lei King POWERS: He has extremely high pain tolerance and can induce psychogenic pain in others. He also has the ability to call upon the sound of thunder at will. STRENGTHS: Intelligent, Adventurous, Creative WEAKNESSES: Impulsive, Stubborn, Reckless

#kpop rp #krp #christian yu #dpr ian #dpr #mp; welcome

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seblaine-rph · 3 years

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it'd be so easy to do a s1 redo with age appropriate characters. you could have all the fun s1 drama and storylines but with characters that are 21+ and even alternative fcs to give it a twist, it surprises me there aren't any active rps like that around

Despite the one (super problematic) redo rp we can see in the tags, there aren’t any others. You’re right. And they are really easy to open up, run, and figure out plots and stuff for because you already have a full seven seasons worth of script to work with if you ever get lost. There have been rps like that before, which might be why there aren’t any now. Nobody wants to be the person that takes a thousand years to make a whole rpg only to get spammed with anons about how unoriginal and they are as thieves. I don’t think anyone looking to do a redo rp should feel like they might get harassed for theft, but it might happen. I can see gleerp sending out anon hate if another season one glee redo in college were to open up, even if they made their original. But it’s not like there’s anything unique or new that the admins over there created themselves, so there’s nothing for them to claim as intellectual property. If it were a season one redo with a twist, that might be a different story if someone were to snatch the unique twist. But it shouldn’t apply to the basic skeleton of a redo rp because you’re redoing something that someone else made, it’s not your original brain child.

Nobody wants to be the person that takes a thousand years to make a whole rpg only to get no apps either, because the community is pretty much dead and nobody applies to anything that their current friends aren’t already in. I wish it wasn’t like that, but it is. For this second issue, it would be nice if people were more open to joining things that aren’t made by their friends. If we could get that “I’ll join anything that looks interesting based on the plot and nothing else” energy back, we’d have a lot more rps in the tags. Graphics used to be the hot button, where nobody would app if the graphics weren’t stellar, but now it’s about friends. I remember seeing photoshop-less groups popping up a few years back to retaliate against the super pristine, elitist, you have to spend approximately ten lifetimes and sacrifice your first born to make a successful rp mentality, but those aren’t around anymore. I think that in general, the grpc and rp in general has been starting to really die off and wind down because people are no longer comfortable joining anything but their friend’s rps. So new people try to take their hand at admining an rp and in the past, that could have succeeded but in this rp climate.. it just ends up closing. Because people beg and scream for original rps all day and all night, but they won’t join them. The only rps in any of the tags that I’ve been able to find lately ALL have the same plot: open fandom or oc, everyone magically poofed from their hometowns and woke up here for no reason oh well here we are, let’s just write like that’s normal and nobody is going to be upset about being uprooted at all. The only rps I’m seeing in the grpc tag that are really active are just open town, no plot rps. All of the original ideas that I’ve seen started have all died off before they could even begin. Nobody seems to realize that by not applying to rps that are run by other people, they’re refusing to cross pollinate masterlists and create new breeds of friends that can blossom and flourish. If we all joined any rp we wanted to, we’d be making a ton of new friends left and right. Instead, we’re quarantined to our own friends and will only rp with the same people we’ve been rping with for five years. Think about it. If we all made our own rp, but refused to join anyone else’s rp... how are we going to get members in our rp? If nobody is joining anyone else’s rps? It’d just be the one admin per group and nobody else. You have to reach out and cross pollinate to keep the rpc active and fresh. I really do think that this right here is the number one killer of all things roleplay these days. I do still have places to rp but I have heard so many people complain about how hard it is to get their rp masterlist to flourish.

It really would be easy though, and to be honest it would probably get more people involved in it than the pedophilic alternative. It’s 2021, not 2012 despite what my dyslexia might want to say about it sometimes; most people have learned how to spot and avoid a dumpster fire and with all of the people going to jail for internet activities that involve pedophilia and cp in 2020 and 2021 (I thought we learned the lesson with the former Glee actors much earlier than now, but I guess not), it’s no wonder people are avoiding pedo rps. You really have to want to engage in pedophilic activity to be hard-headed enough to not age the characters up appropriately and cause no actual harm to yourself or anyone else, it’s not like it used to be when people were dim enough to do it without thinking. Like twincest, incest, and other problematic behaviors that used to saturate the community... the silent time where people ignored the nasty and joined anyway while pretending to not see anything they thought might be problematic are over. We’ve all seen prominent figures in the grpc being torn down from their pedestals for engaging in problematic behavior, pedophilia being one of those things that people are getting mass hate for. So it really is a fight to keep writing it. You have to go through being dragged through the mud and hated on in order to cling to these things nowadays. To me, that just makes it even worse. Not only are we all advanced enough now to be beyond the 2012 insanity, it is also costly to a person’s reputation and ability to go through life without being flamed by anon hate to continue to live by offensive behavior in a way that wasn’t “real” back in 2012. Not to mention, we’re all 9 years older than we were back then. So we should have matured 9 years and we should be 9 years further away from being invested in children having sex and writing out the whole “teenage sexual awakening” and “coming of age” stories. Maybe 9 years ago when we were all 18, it might have been closer to relevant and something cathartic, but why on EARTH would someone that is around 30 years old still NEED to write children coming of age if not because they’re pedophiles? That’s the one argument I always see for this. But I want to write a coming of age story, but I want to write about my character maturing as a teenager and finding adulthood. WHY? Why do you want to do that? Why do you want to write that? Why do you want to obsess (because let’s be real, we all obsess over our muses and their relationships and lives) over children having sex? Why? Why can’t you write an appropriate coming of age story for someone in college? Why is it that the characters being 14 is so integral to your smut and your plot and your needs as a writer?

You’re also risking the law, as I’ve stated many times. Feel free to Google what happens when the FBI decides to look at your internet history and finds pedophilic content there. And the FBI will get involved if it’s a bigger case, like a roleplay group that contains a dozen members that are all tied to the pedophilic content. You can even Google “roleplay” with that and you’ll find horror stories of people being sentenced to 10-25+ years in FEDERAL PRISON for roleplaying the 18- having sex. That alone, if your morals are weak, should be enough to keep you away from writing pedophilic content. I just don’t see how anyone could ever say to themselves that they needed to write 14 year olds having sex SO BADLY that it was alright with them if it meant they had to go to prison for it. That’s making these people’s need to write child porn sound like an addiction. Nasty.

I honestly, truly, definitely, genuinely do not understand. You have to be a SERIOUS, GENUINE, SERIOUS PEDOPHILE with a SERIOUS PROBLEM to be willing to write in a group like gleerp that has minors having sex in it. Look at the risk. I do not ever want to be able to understand how the “reward” of being able to write 14 year olds having sex with each other is going to outweigh the negative risk. Even just your run-of-the-mill, every day pedo is going to be too scared to do something like that, because the risk outweighs the reward. So.... I just don’t understand how 30 year old adults are so invested in these characters NEEDING TO BE children in order for them to want to write them. Like... Age them up to an appropriate age and make it a college rp and have exactly the same plots and exactly the same things and exactly the same everything except suddenly it’s appropriate and not pedophilia or... keep them kids and get hated on daily and risk getting yourself and everyone else in your group locked up?

I think the choice is clear to any sane individual.

#glee rpg #glee rp #glee rph #rpcha #rpcw #rph #sebastian answers #you didn't ask for all that but I rambled #Anonymous

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♙Pawns must leap into the fray and for SOLVEIG TRULSON, the THIRTY-ONE-year old GUARD that is a tradition SHE intends to keep. To others, SHE looks an awful lot like IMOGEN POOTS and has been described as being EASILY UNDERESTIMATED but behind closed doors, SHE is DEFFENSIVE AND STUBBORN but also CARING AND LOYAL. Most importantly though, SHE is a loyal REBEL. (Nat/26/PST/She-Her)

Welcome Solveig Trulson, we thank you for your servitude as a guard and hope you will find your stay at the palace comfortable. The fc of Imogen Poots is now taken! Please check out the checklist and send in your account within twenty-four hours.

What is your character’s gender?: Cis Female

Are you filling a wanted connection? If so, which one?: All the people I let down 2 months ago

Please provide three headcanons about your character:

She has no problem kicking your ass. Undeniably a bit of a spit-fire, Solveig has a temper of legendary proportions. While she holds a sacred few close to her heart, just about everyone else is free game so far as she’s concerned. Pick on her height, gender, or abilities and she’ll quickly put you in your place, citizen, royal, or rebel alike. At the end of the day though, you’d be hard-pressed to find someone more loyal to the people they love. Unfortunately for Solveig, she finds her heart split on opposite sides of a secret war.

A mistake made on a drunken night spawned an illegitimate heir. Astrid Esmee Juliana Trulson, a young girl of only 14 years that lives in Norway with her aunt and uncle; entirely clueless about her royal lineage. In fact, it wasn’t until October 2120 that even the girl’s father, the crown prince of the Netherlands Matthias Meijer, was aware that he had a daughter. Solveig’s taken every precaution to keep her child out of both the media and harm’s way. A threat from a king kept her from telling her best friend that he was a father, a point that seems to have fully derailed most of her life. Going back though, she wouldn’t change anything. What she did kept her family, her daughter, and while he might not want to admit it, Matthias, safe.

Natural. Born. Killer. Solveig comes from a long Scandinavian line that can trace family ties back to Old Norse legends. At least on her father’s side, and he made sure his children knew it well. That’s not the only thing Trulson’s are known for though, her family has been in the royal guard business since the great war. Solveig started training to fight when she was only three and hasn’t stopped since then. She fell in love with it, and proud to be able to defend her best friend as they got older. While she wishes her little brother could have risen to the same level as she was fighting, she does take a good amount of pride in seeing him branch off and find his own way in life.

Please provide two or more connection ideas for your character:

An Old Flame - This would be someone Solveig met many years ago. She would have insisted on keeping it casual, not looking for an emotional attachment or commitment. For whatever reason though, he has to leave abruptly, and after he was out of her life, she comes to realize maybe she did feel something. It’s been years now though, and the only the she feels after bottling it up for so long is resentment that he left.

The Bullying Victim - this would be someone she saw quite a bit as a child. Being raised by a royal guard and around Matthias she’s seen more than a few dignitaries and foreign royals in her time. As much of a handful as she is now, she was much much worse in her youth. This would be someone she deemed weak and an easy mark, that anytime they were together she’d bully and take advantage of. Don’t bother trying to tell her father about that, his perfect girl wouldn’t do such a thing.

Please answer the following questions IC:

What made you decide to take a job at the fortress? Initially? Matthias and Katrien are here, as well as a couple others who I have found I…enjoy. Though the more days that pass, I sometimes find myself wondering why it is I stay.

Where do you originally call home? The Netherlands. I was born and raised there, though of course if you were to ask Papa, we are Norwegian Vikings through and through.

What is the most important thing in your suitcase? Astrid gave me a necklace quite a few years ago now, it says World’s Best Mama on it. I am not sure it is accurate, but I do cherish it. I suppose second place would be a tie between the locket Mattias gave me for my birthday this year and the pendant I got from my father when I turned 16 and was formally admitted into the rebellion.

#imogen poots #royal rp #political rp #oc rpg #royalty rpg #accepted #staff #rebel #solveig trulson

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dailytomlinson · 4 years

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Louis Tomlinson - WIRED

How to pronounce Louis Tomlinson name? Well I just did that for you. Before, well before i was on the XF, all me friends from back home called me Lewis - I mean my name is Loui-e but they called me Lewis, that's what I was known as, back home. Then on me first audition Simon called me Louie, and I wasn't about to correct him, you know what I mean?

How old is Louis Tomlinson? I'm getting older, feels like i'm getting older. I'm 27, I am.

How is Louis Tomlinson? Yeah, I'm doing all right, fanks, I'm doing alright, that's a random google one. What does google say in response to that, I'd love to know.

How do I meet Louis Tomlinson? Come to tour, come to tour, and I'll meet you there, hopefully.

What's Louis Tomlinson favorite food?

I eat a lot of rubbish food, probably burgers. I eat a lot of McDonald’s, but in terms of the ultimate burger, it probably has to be In'N'Out. That is a proper burger.

What's Louis Tomlinson Zodiac Sign? There's a lot of talk of this while I've been doing promo in America, you guys love the zodiac stuff. Capricorn, I am. I was told recently about some of the characteristics of the Capricorn, think I may have like two of eight. What's Louis Tomlinson phone number? That is a question I won't be answering. Me number's got out quite a few times. and I like me own privacy, so unfortunately I'm not gonna give you that.

What kind of dogs does Louis Tomlinson have? I’ve got two. I’ve got a golden doodle and a labradoodle. Bruce and Cliff. They’re quite different dogs, the two of them. Bruce is like proper well behaved, good lad, proper like a pretty dog, you know what i mean? And cliff, he’s big he’s clumsy, he’s a thief cause you know everyone says dogs shouldn’t go anywhere near chocolate and i think maybe two or three easters ago he stole a full easter egg, a full easter egg, which I was worried about but i found out after that as long as they don’t eat their bodyweight in chocolate, you’re alright, so he lives to fight another day. Is Louis Tomlinson British? Too right, good to know.

Is Louis Tomlinson on tour? Not yet, glad you asked. About to go on the road next year. Tickets are on sale, go have a look.

Is Louis Tomlinson a football player? Yeah, me local club Donny Rovers, where I’m from I was lucky enough one year, I mean it was a bit of a PR thing on there but also I’m fairly decent football player, they signed me onto the box for a year, I was in the back of the program every game day, I got a squad number which i've got tattooed on me hand, 28, it was a good time to be around.

Is Louis Tomlinson Vegan? I’m not a Vegan, I mean, in England we’re doing all sorts at the moment, like vegan sausage rolls, which feels like a contraction to me, but I’m not a vegan, no, but respect to everyone who is.

What is Louis Tomlinsons favourite color? Red, I love red. Often try to incorporate that into pretty much anything I do really, creatively and also me football club, Donny Rovers, they play in red so that would be why.

What is Louis Tomlinson Just Hold On about? You know it's another one of those songs that's saying you know regardless what happens in life you just gotta try and be hopeful, really.

What Is Louis Tomlinsons middle name ? That'll be an obvious google answer, it's William. Don't use it that often, I imagine some of me fans know that that's me middle name, bit of trivia for you.

What movies has Louis Tomlinson been in? I haven't been in a movie other than that One Direction movie, starred in that. When I was really young I did the odd bit of extra work here and there, there's one really tragic clip online of me I think about 14 years old, I don't have a line but I look petrified.

Who is Louis Tomlinson best’s friend? Probably me ginger mate, Ollie, goes everywhere with me, lives with me most of the time, hears the songs first, most of the time. Went to school with me, I’ve known him for 10, 12 years now? Wow

Who is Louis Tomlinson X-Factor Judge I was an XF judge, also been on the show as a contestant. I was in this band called, One Direction, they were pretty big.

Who’s Louis Tomlinson Miss You About? Miss You was originally written, I was bouncing between different parties, all the night life LA has to offer, and there was moment where I felt like I was going along with enjoying it so much, and that’s kinda what that song is about

Who did Louis Tomlinson play for? Me Donny Rovers, but if we’re going far back, me sunday league team and local area was the first team that I joined, called Tickhill Juniors [FC], I think they’re still going. In fact, I got a mildly cheeky e-mail from them pretty recently asking for some funding. So, I’ll be in touch. Where was Louis Tomlinson born? I was born in Doncaster, probably best place in the world. If you haven’t been, you should go. Great holidays, absolutely love where I come from, great people where I come from, great night out as well.

Where does Louis Tomlinson currently live? I live between LA and London, and also try to get to Doncaster as much as I can. Quite a adjust jump. It’s forever hot here in LA, we’re about to get to November, and I’m red dot, and I’m just a true Brit, you know? When it’s Winter, I want cold. Where is Louis Tomlinson right now? Here, doing this little piece of camera for you!

Where did Louis Tomlinson go to school? In Doncaster there was a school called Hayfield School, went there 90% of me school life. Now I failed my A-Levels and didn’t have me back in, which was a bit unfair of them, so then I went to another school for a year and then I’m at the X-Factor.

Where did Louis Tomlinson audition? I auditioned in Manchester, when did the X-Factor. Basically, long story short, the judges see thousands of people, you know, across have many days. So I wanted to be the star of the auditions, so I started queuing up at like 4am because I wanted to be one of the first to be seen, figure I’d have a better chance then and I was right.

When was Louis Tomlinson born? Christmas Eve, 1991. Good times to have birthdays, everyone’s in a good mood.

When is Louis Tomlinson going on tour? My tour starts March next year and goes all the way to June? July? Super excited to be going on tour, feel like I’ve been waiting all me solo career for that moment. So pretty excited about that one.

When Louis Tomlinson Valerie? I’m imagining you talking about when I started with the band and got on our first tour and did a cover of Amy Winehouse’s Valerie, maybe you’re asking when I’m singing that again and the answer is I don’t know.

When did Louis Tomlinson perform JHO? I performed it a few times, it comes out off the top of me head 2017. My first performance was at the XF and I hadn’t done a solo performance on me own and the XF was always a big performance for us as a band so was good to be back and do that on my own was both exciting and nerve-wrecking.

Louis Tomlinson CUTE I’m not making this, Im sure I can read it. Louis Tomlinson Cute, I don’t know how to react to this one other than say ‘Thanks, love’

Louis Tomlinson Tattoos That I have many of, quite a few stupid ones. Trying to look which of me latest was, probably this horrible one [Robbie’s X on his right arm] I got at the XF. Not even straight lines, pretty bad.

Louis Tomlinson eye color I got blue eyes, not gonna lie. Me eyes do change color, when I wear a blue top it looks bluer. Planned well today, but normally, blue

Louis Tomlinson hairstyles Ain’t had that many of them to be honest. I’ve had three in rotation for the past nine years. What’s pretty funny about me hair though, from being in a band like One Direction, I’ve almost forgot how to do my own hair. It’s pretty tragic, innit? I’m lucky to have someone to do me hair, but there’s times where I got a night out and I’m looking at me hair and thinking ‘I don’t even know where to start?’ so I just put a cap on

Louis Tomlinson One Direction That’s the band I’m in, was in, whichever way you look at it at, don’t really know what else to say about that good time in me life. Hopefully we come back.

Louis Tomlinson Back To You Yeah, that’s the name of one of me songs. So I assume you bang that into google and my song will just pop straight up. Give it a listen if you want, did it Bebe Rexha, did the music video in Doncaster, where I’m from, so again, that’s special for me.

#wired #louis tomlinson #061119 #quote #wmi #transcript

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rileybraxton · 4 years

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Name: Riley Braxton Nickname: Brax Age: 34 FC: Paul Wesley Occupation: Tattooist at Scorpion Studios Side: Wicked Wolves Length of stay in Charming: approx. 14 years Positive traits: + loyal, + crafty, + brave Negative traits: - damaged, - suspicious, - hotheaded

triggers: parental adultery. drug abuse. addiction. crime. needles.

✚ middle child ✚ due to his mother having an affair ( for years ) he and his elder brother share different fathers. however, he and his younger brother share the same father ( the guy mamma cheated with ) ✚ he was always a reckless child. it only worsened when he hit his teens and fell in with bad crowds ✚ staying out, doing disappearing acts or coming home drunk, if not drugged up too ✚ to be honest, his entire attitude stunk. he showed little to no respect for his parents, or older brother who he considered a bit of an uptight snoot ✚ if he’s honest, the only person he wasn’t a total asshole to was his younger brother ✚ he was 16 when he came home and caught his mother in bed with another man. not just any man, but his fathers best friend. the truth was exposed, it turned out that the affair had been going on for years ✚ his mother begged him not to tell and promised to end it and he agreed. asshole so he was, he didn’t want to be the reason his father crumbled and his brother ended up with a broken home ✚ his motive may have started out purely but over the months, his bitterness? it only festered. his behaviour worsened, the disrespect began to have an impact on his parents relationship. the father just couldn’t seem to understand why his wife was seemingly letting him get away with everything he was doing ✚ he’d ask her for money which he only went out and spend on drugs. small things at first, a pill here, a spliff there. somewhere along the way he managed to get hooked on heroin, though amazingly he did manage to hide his needle poked arms ✚ it was amidst a drugged up haze that he felt some kind of penny drop. he was sat on the rooftop, watching his parents, his brother and his fathers best friend when he noticed something he hadn’t before ✚ the similarities between his man and his brother, between this man and him. the more he sat and stared, the more he couldn’t see a trace of his “father” in his own features, nor his younger brothers ✚ all it took was one out-loud thought and his mother confirmed everything with the simple look on her face. it was a lot to process, too much in-fact. which is what lead to an explosive dinner that same evening ✚ his “father” was laying into him, which wasn’t unusual. shaming him for being such a fuck up. usually he’d sit silently and take it, but this time? the words came flying out his mouth before he could think to stop them “who the fuck are you to talk to me like that? you’re not even my father. ain’t that right, mom?” ✚ the truth came out in a hateful splurge. everything from how the affair had been going on at least 17 years, straight to “oh, and the guy? sitting right next to you” aka, the best friend ✚ so, his not so biological father ended up focusing that betrayal back onto riley, which resulted in the pair of them going toe to toe, breaking everything in sight as they threw their punches ✚ being a little shit, he was fully egging him on, “come on. that’s right. hit me. your wife’s a whore and you’re laying into me? makes perfect fucking sense” ✚ it wasn’t until he managed to get him on the floor that he noticed his little brother on the staircase, pausing the punch he was about to land on his fathers face. a simple “shit” under his breath ✚ he got up instantly, all that rage on his face disappeared and replaced with a soft warmth that he reserved only for his brother. he left to take him back up to bed, leaving his parents and the not so decent best friend to fight it out between themselves ✚ in the end it turns out they decided to stay together and try and work through it, but it only served to create a toxic environment ( more so ) ✚ riley was 20 and fully hooked on drugs when he got himself arrested for grand theft auto and it was the icing on the cake for both parents ✚ they didn’t exactly kick him out, but they made it clear he wasn’t welcome unless he cleaned his act up ✚ surprisingly, he did try, but only after he packed up and moved in with a friend. he went cold turkey and yes, that shit fucking sucked. it was basic agony for at least three weeks before he began to feel like he was getting better ✚ rather than return home, he did perhaps one of the shittiest things a person could do & he stole his mothers jewellery that were basically family air-looms, pawned them for a few grand, bought a car and hit the road ( not before saying goodbye to his little bro and promising him he would call and visit all the time. ) ✚ in truth, he wanted to take him, but he knew it was selfish, especially when he didn’t even have a secure home ✚ he ended up in charming, fresh faced and sober. he stayed in a motel for a few months, saving money from odd jobs and focusing his energy on building a life for himself ✚ he’d always been creative, drawing & sketching came so naturally to him that he decided to train up and become a qualified tattoo artist ✚ at 22, he finally got his own place to rent and things were looking up. he’d passed his courses with flying colours, made a couple friends and even met a girl who he fell head over heels for ✚ the only trouble was, this girl was just as reckless as he was and their entire relationship was something like a beautiful tragedy. they’d party most nights and for the first few months, everything was fine. he managed to say no every time she’d offer him a pill, every time her friends offered something stronger. truth be told, he’s not sure exactly when he slipped up, or even why. but he did, and there he was once again sticking needles in his arms and wasting away. ✚ he ended up breaking up with his girlfriend and she hit the road with a couple pals not long after - he’s never seen her since ✚ he did a good job at hiding his problem, still managing to hold down his bar jobs to pay his rent, at least for a few months. everything changed when his 14 year old brother showed up on his doorstep with all his bags ✚ once again, he forced himself to go cold turkey. if his brother insisted on living with him, riley didn’t want him to watch him destroy himself. so really, he’s quite thankful that his brother showed up when he did, who knows, it probably saved his life ✚ back on track and finally in a good place, he fell in with the wolves and quickly realised that’s exactly where he needed to be ✚ some may say it’s tempting fate, running drugs considering he’s an addict, but he vowed the day they accepted him into their fold that he’d never make them regret it ✚ fyi, he hasn’t. whilst he has fell off the wagon twice since, he never did the wolves dirty. anything he took, he paid for, any job they gave him, he completed ✚ he probably drinks more than he should and he still enjoys a spliff, but he’s never touched any other drug in 3 years and to be honest, he’s very proud of himself ✚ he got a secure job at scorpion tattoo studios 2 years ago & he really enjoys it ✚ sooo, he’s clean, he has a job, a home, a family in the form of wicked wolves and a good set of friends. life is pretty sweet ✚ that’s not to say he’s not still very hot headed & impulsive. probably quite fuckin’ damaged too, but hey, all the best people are ✚ thanks for reading my novel

wanted connections:

✚ younger brother - CLOSED ✚ oldest brother(who’s probably a cop or smth straight shooting) - OPEN ✚ friends - OPEN ✚ old/new enemies - OPEN ✚ friends with benefits - OPEN ✚ the original ex girlfriend mentioned above - OPEN ✚ maybe a repeat client who lets him tattoo him/her with his own designs? - OPEN ✚ someone who knows he’s a recovering addict maybe? since i imagine he doesn’t typically share that info, it could be someone who’s seen him attend a meeting, or is even a recovering addict themselves - OPEN ✚ literally anything!

#charming.intro #about #tw drugs #tw crime #tw adultery #tw addiction

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miilenv-archived · 4 years

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#𝐇𝐒𝐇𝐐𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐊𝟎𝟏𝟏: 𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐘 𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐒.

𝐏𝐀𝐆𝐄 — 𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐘 𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐄

𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐒

maksim romanov ( deceased at 39 ) — taylor kitch

ekaterina romanova ( deceased at 37 ) — jessica biel

nikolai romanov ( deceased at 14 ) — noah jupe

kseniya romanova — cindy kimberly

katya romanova — lea shayk-cooper

levente croÿ — scott eastwood

henrique grimaldi ( deceased at 34 ) — william moseley

jean-luc grimaldi ( deceased at 34 ) — william moseley

dominique grimaldi — hailey clauson

pyotr yurivic ( deceased at 79 ) — alan arkin

elizaveta kuznetsova — monica belluci

alexei romanov — tom hardy

anya romanova — antje traue

irina romanova — rachel mcadams

kostya romanov — casey diedrick

nadya romanova — meghan ory

𝐈𝐂 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒

milena loved her mum, but her dad is where she inherited her primary traits. he was brash, rude, determined, but also a really great father. anyone who knew him watched as he mellowed out after kolya came along, but he melted around milena. he was the first man she ever wrapped around her finger.

simka was prone to bouts of melancholy, and while lenya thankfully never inherited it, nikolai had started showing signs that he would. despite being the older sibling, he was the softer one, and lenya would sometimes wake up so him snuggling in her bed because he needed the comfort.

ekaterina was always the life of the party, a bright and shining beacon, she never intended to marry a man who would become royalty, she married maksim because she loved him, she was unfaithful to him because he became a man she didn’t marry.

when her parents died, and lenya and kseniya were taken in by their uncle, she was scared she would feel like an outlier. she never had before, she always fit in with her cousins, but she had also never lived with them. once she was there she never felt that way again.

kostya is her favourite cousin, but mostly because he’s been so attentive during the pregnancy. her favourite doesn’t change with her mood but she usually changes it every couple of years.

elisa and i haven’t discussed this but lyosha totally walked lenya down the aisle at her wedding to henri.

she walked herself down the aisle to pyotr tho.

k’s seem to be a running theme in her immediate family ( eg. simka, katya, kolya, kseniya ), when she was drunk at university she got a teeeeeny tiny ‘ k ’ on her pelvis, it’s tucked underneath her underwear. only people that she’s been intimate with and her doctor know that it’s there.

once she left russia for university, up until she returned after henri’s death, she would dedicate the first weekend of every month to seeing kseniya. usually, it meant she’d fly to st. petersburg on the friday, and fly back on sunday night. once, prince albert honoré demanded she attend an engagement on the designated saturday, so she took the jet he was planning on using that night to see one of his mistresses so that he couldn’t go without flying commercial. sucks to suck.

nadya cried when she held katya for the first time, and i just can’t keep it to myself any longer, it might be my favourite hc ever ( ty jude imy :(( )

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honestly, this was so much work, but most of it was just finding decent pictures

when i was searching for maksim’s fc my criteria basically was: scruffy, tired, maybe pouty, 10/10 would shag. honestly ? i #nailedit

same criteria for alexei but mostly just that tired aesthetic bc you know he just is. pining after anneli is a full-time job.

i saw this instagram post and just knew that jessica biel had to be kseniya + lenya’s mum. i mean, those lips.

vaguely remembered once seeing a picture of rachel mcadams from the sherlock premiere and looked for it for an hour because it just fits irina so well.

nadya is on there because she’s canon forever okay fight me

let’s all just pretend pyotr isn’t there, he has to be but yk, ew.

i cry every time i look at nikolai okay, he’s a BABY why did i kill him off

i realised lenya has a type — aka if your character is between 30 and 40 and has blue eyes, blonde/light brown hair and a jawline carved by jesus himself, she wants you.

mimi. that's it, that’s the dot point. i just love her a lot.

‘ former husband ’ sounds a lot better than DEAD husband, but when i say i was tempted...

casey deidrick only has semi-shirtless photos or black and white ones, i dig the aesthetic but lenya really would just like kostya to put his shirt on thank you very much

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#okay im posting this and putting myself to bed #i've been working on this for a week #hshqtask011 #also shoutout to jo and rae for inspiring me to do a page and family tree #𝐌𝐑 ── completed task.

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