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leggerefiore · 2 years

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I'm rather surprised I hadn't realized no one was asking about the incomplete hybrid brothers! Honestly, since you wrote Arachnida, incomplete hybrid galvantula Ingo has taken up a ridiculous amount of my brain space.

I can imagine it's actually HARDER for him to find a mate than Emmet; with Emmet, you can't deny he's a hybrid; it's all on the table when you approach him to date him. Meanwhile, Ingo is actively hiding his arachnidan traits; he needs to appear as human as possible to minimize discrimination while working as a subway boss, so he's gotta be way more on guard when it comes to dating. It'll only take one bigoted person to reveal his hybrid identity and possibly lead to him being fired, and the general public turning on him for it. Add his insanely busy work schedule and he simply just gives up on the idea of romance, despite how desperately he wants a family. For a few years he's just vicariously living through his brother before he meets his s/o.

I headcanon it's probably someone who comes from a place with little or no hybrids and not much knowledge on the subject, and they learn about what hybrids are like simply through the friendship they build with Ingo. It starts with something simple like noticing his hidden eyes when he goes to wipe his brow on a hot day, to seeing him do some strange hybrid behavior that they ask Ingo to explain (he's mildly mortified, but future s/o is just curious about them!) to being BLOWN AWAY when they finally meet Emmet for the first time. Like, come on, you can't deny how mind blowing it is that these twins have such incredibly different bodies simply due to how Ingo developed differently than his brother. Future s/o finds all the things that makes them different charming and finds themselves wanting to know more as they fall more in love with Ingo, while Ingo falls for them as he comes to truly appreciate how much they embrace and respect him not only for his differences as a hybrid, but the things that make him unique as an incomplete hybrid as well.

SORRY I know the other ask was long w/ my ideas on incomplete hybrid Ingo headcanons wrt dating so here's a few heacdanons on his biology too (feel free to add your own ideas or debate mine as well):

Ingo actually started growing the extra legs before he stopped developing as a hybrid, but they were small and vestigial. He had them surgically removed because the way they jutted from his waist made it difficult to wear shirts. He has long matching scars on both sides of his wait where they were removed.

Because he rarely uses his venom (probably mostly eats fast food and small, quick meals) he has a hard time controlling his venom flow, specifically making it stop. The first time he gives his s/o a few love bites he injects so much venom in them their heart almost stops and he has to dump them off at the emergency room and flee. (He does not WANT to abandon them there but he will absolutely get arrested if they know he did this.) He feels like the biggest dirtbag ever over the whole incident. He's sent you no less than 142 message over the course of the day and a half you were hospitalized apologizing and self-flagellating over almost killing you. He's bawling when you get home and you have to assure him that you know it was an accident, and no, you're not gonna leave him. Stuff happens and you know he'd never do this on purpose.

Emmet and his mom don't believe that such a thing can be true of such a gentle son/brother until you have him demonstrate for them by having him bite into one of those venom collection cups. They're both staring at him wide-eyed as he shoots just… an absolutely comical amount of venom into the cup at breakneck speed. Just a solid stream of venom. His mom says "Ok, that's enough, we get it" and Ingo takes his fangs out of the cup and tries to stop but he's struggling to stop the flow and his own venom is pouring out of his mouth as he's trying to speak and it's dripping down his chin and this is easily the most mortified you have or ever will see Ingo in his life.

It takes you a long while after this to convince him to give you love bites again, and only because you practically beg for it. You loved the sensation of it the first time, just not when it got to the point where it almost killed you. He's been working on his venom control since the incident, so the injection isn't quite as strong as the first time, but he still times how long he bites very carefully so as not to overwhelm you, and he still has venom dripping down his lips after each bite. Thankfully, orally ingested venom isn't nearly as potent as when it is injected directly into the blood stream, so you're still happy to make out with him after without being poisoned again.

SORRY I JUST HAVE SO MANY IDEAS and I am trying not to send just one giant wall of an ask that is completely incomprehensible and impossible to read. Final thought based on your response to my first ask: Ingo's s/o finding out that he can make small bits of webbing, but not enough actually make use of, so s/o asks Ingo to make however much he can and put it to the side for the s/o. He's not sure why they're asking because it's really just so little, but over the course of a few weeks or months there's actually a decent sized pile growing on s/os desk until one day it's gone. Ingo feels a little dejected because was his silk not good enough? You had asked him for it, hadn't you? But he doesn't say anything about it; just assumes you gave up on it, because he was a bad mate who couldn't provide enough silk for his partner. But about a week later he sees you wearing a sweater you made from the silk he had produced!

You found out about how mareep and wooloo wool could be made into skeins, so you had wanted to try it with galvantula webbing. You had waited to collect enough silk to try to make a skein with, and then gone to a crafts place where you could rent a spinning wheel to attempt to make the skein, and when your experiment was a success, you couldn't help but go straight into making something you could wear to remind you of him when he was away. Ingo is overjoyed that you were so creative and talented enough to be able to take his meager offerings and turn them into something beautiful. Man just straight up bawls for hours while telling you how much he loves you.

He ends up buying you a spinning wheel (they are quite expensive, hence why you wanted to try on a rented one first!) and it becomes a ritual where he adds his silk to a pile near the wheel and you craft it into skeins once there's enough to make webs and blankets from. Nothing makes him happier to call you his mate than when you create the first web blanket from his own silk to cradle his firstborn in.

i had no idea incomplete hybrid ingo was so beloved... does he need some proper HCs, too? also wonderful, wonderful thoughts anon

It is definitely harder for Ingo to date. Hybrids are seen as weird, freaskish creatures that shouldn't be apart of polite society, but incomplete hybrids are living testimonies as why humans shouldn't mate with them. They're deformed, not quite human or monster beings who probably live entire lives of pain and suffering. They don't. There may be discomfort from how they develop the features from whatever hybrid they're mixed with, especially if they are essentially useless and vestigial , as you said.

His father taught him how to pretend to be human, as Ingo begged him to in a want to support Emmet and his mother should something happen to his father. He attended many different schools before settling on homeschooling because as he developed more unfortunate arachnid features came through. The underdeveloped appendages during his later teens, an attempt as a third pair of eyes that were never to be and just sealed back closed, and, of course, his venom problem. He likely found out about it when biting into something soft, like bread, during elementary school. It just kept coming, and he was sobbing, terrified of what a freak he so clearly was. His father was called and claimed he had some rare saliva related disorder, before dragging him away.

Ingo definitely accepted the idea of living his life alone. He dreams of a family and settling down with someone, but his youth left him a bit traumatised about how humans view him while the experiences of his adulthood have taught him just how vile both incomplete and complete hybrids are viewed. A few coworkers from when he started as a depot agent told him all about how they used to chase hybrids out of the station when they tried to ride the train and asked if Ingo was interested in participating. His knowledge of 'pretending' kicked in, and he agreed. The vile terms and physicality they hit the poor Ariados hybrid with left deep scars on his soul. An unspoken companionship with the hybrid led to him creating some false emergency situation and rushing them to safety. They knew what he is instantly, able to smell his pheromones. He was thanked so many times before they rushed off.

Needless to say, he swept away those who were openly biased toward hybrids when he ascended the workplace ladder. His life is spent a bit in paranoia that he will be revealed as an incomplete hybrid and experience what he had growing up. That wasn't to say people weren't accepting of him, Elesa, a full human, loved him like a sibling and even encouraged him to start hinting at his status. He refused. Just because a cat boy could be an Elite Four member did not mean an incomplete spider hybrid could run the subways.

He definitely removed some of his useless features in pursuit of becoming a 'proper human being', his mother and brother mortified at the thought. When he returned home from his surgery, his mother just clicked sadly at him. Her six eyes refused to leave where the limbs once were. He also struggled with not clicking when he was younger, as it was the main form in which he communicated with his family, barring his father. Kids thought he was weird and bullied him for his strange habit. Ingo refused to click for the longest time afterwards, once again upsetting his mother and brother. She sat him down, eventually, to remind him that he would never be a human no matter how much he tried. Her love for him was unyielding, but it hurt her to see him reject so much of himself.

This is why, when Ingo is at home or with his brother or Elesa, he uses his second pair of eyes. Usually, he tries to only speak in clicks with Emmet unless it would be exclusionary to do so. Elesa tried to learn their language but messed up horribly and send either complete nonsense or something a bit vulgar.

Also, Ingo would quite literally die if his mate took his seemingly useless silk and made it into something. He wants to learn what their doing, as well. It might not be the traditional way of weaving his silk, but it is the closest he can get. His heart is full when he sees his newborn son wrapped in a blanket from his web.

Funnily enough, Emmet used to bully Ingo for having uncontrollable poison glands. It got to a point where his mother was constantly intervening. Though, she was confused by his inability to. It was quite easy. She tries to teach him, but he just gives up and sticks to human food. He prefers it. He says, not jealous at all of Emmet's pretty webs that can actually catch things. Or his venom control. Or his nicer, stronger electrical pulse. Or his properly developing body. Ingo could live with humans unlike him. That was cooler. He's standing there with his arms crossed and nearly in tears.

As touched on before, incomplete hybrid Ingo reproduces like humans, so his kid will be a live-birth plus full term human pregnancy. On the bright side, this completely sells the illusion he's human. On the down side, his kid also has four eyes. Less spider features however, if his mate is a human.

Bonus: Incomplete Hybrid Warden Ingo terrifies Melli with his endless venom trick. Lady Sneaseler loves their typing match and is protective over her weird not-bug, not-human. Jublife is confused by him. Is he a human Warden? Are those allowed by the clans? Cyllene is terrified when she learns he's a bug type hybrid. How do they look so human now? Ingo can't recall, but he feels like it's definitely related to the scars on his abdomen. He traces them with sorrow, the sensation bring forth odd emotions. He clicks to himself, but the meanings are lost on him. Why does he recall himself looking like a complete hybrid when he tries to think back? He's terribly confused and depressed. He devotes himself entirely to his Warden duties to distract himself while searching for a mate. His heart feels empty, so he's seeking to fill it. A family seems like a good place to start. He hopes for twins as children.

#ingo.ima #pokehybrid au

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yoa-artblog · 3 years

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Since I low-key gave Macavity the Wesker haircut I'm thinking thoughts about a Cats Resident Evil AU... Mashing up my two current fixations 👀

Idk if I'll actually make something out of this but I need to get this out. I'm only assigning cats to RE characters who survived the outbreaks bc I don't have it in my heart to kill any of them.

Resident Evil: You can play as either Munkustrap or Demeter, as part of the S.T.A.R.S. team, looking for your teammates in a zombie infested mansion.

Munkustrap is very kind and loyal, can get incredibly fierce while protecting those he cares about. His larger build means he can handle stronger firearms and has higher health points, but he's a bit slower. His support character is Skimbleshanks, as a long time friend and a cat with generally more field experience and quick thinking. He eventually runs into Victoria and help each other out.

Demeter is a lot more cautious but very brave and not one to back out from the challenge, she moves faster to make up for her lower health points, her weapons are more precision focused. Her support character is Macavity, Munkustrap's older brother and the S.T.A.R.S. Captain.

As you investigate the place looking for survivors and a way out you start unraveling the mystery as to what happened there in the first place, the mansion was a cover for an Umbrella laboratory and a virus spill was what caused the zombie outbreak. You discover Macavity has been working for Umbrella for years now and was the one who sold the team to "research purposes" (angst ensues as Munkustrap realizes his own brother led him and his teammates to their deaths). In the final confrontation Macavity is presumed dead as Munk, Demeter, Skimble and Victoria manage to escape.

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Resident Evil 0: You play as Victoria and Plato. Set a few hours before the events in RE.

Victoria is the rookie on her first mission as a S.T.A.R.S. member, sent to investigate the missing reports on the nearby forest. Her special skill set is mixing healing and chemical items.

Plato is a young delinquent, with a heart of gold, who was framed for the murder of several cats by a wealty dirtbag and was being transported for relocation. His special skill set is handling heavy firepower weapons and pretty much work as a shield for her (?).

As Vic and her team got surrounded by turned policles she tried to take refuge in a nearby train, where she encountered Plato, who saw the outbreak as a chance and escaped. They now need to cooperate with each other to survive even if they're weary of each other at first. You must alternate between the two characters to progress.

They go through another facility and laboratory outbreak together, at the end and after learning the truth, Victoria agreeds to pretend Plato died in the outbreak so he can escape, as she seeks to reunite with her teammates in a mansion not too far away.

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Resident Evil 2: you play as Bombalurina and Tugger

Bombalurina came into the city looking for her sister, Demeter, after she went radio silent for over three weeks. She's stronger than she looks but a bit of a hot head, you don't want to get on her bad side, also very kind and protective. After she arrives she realizes she's trapped in a zombie apocalypse and her sister is nowhere to be found.

Tugger is a rookie who enrolled to follow his older brothers' steps and is now running late for his first day on the job. But thanks to this he was able to met Bomba on the way. He's very naive and a little wet behind the ears but loyal like no one else, also very flirty.

They both find and rescue Electra while looking for an escape route on the police station. She's Bomba's support character, helping her get stuff from small places she can't access and stuff.

Mistoffelees is also there!! Originally working as an agent for Macavity sent to recuperate a virus sample. He runs into Tugger somewhere along the way and they fall in love he begrudgingly becomes his support character, putting his mission on the side to make sure Tugger survives the whole thing.

Bombalurina and Tugger go through an umbrella lab trying to find a cure for Electra, who's been infected. After they manage to cure her, the lab sets up to self destruct and the three of them escape just barely. Mistoffelees stays behind to try and retrieve the sample, we're not sure what happened to him.

#resident evil #cats #cats the musical #text

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clumsyclifford · 3 years

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just finished writing this and realized how long it got oh jeez i am so sorry. i promise it is just me rambling about nothing and does not require a lot of thought.

i made a playlist of r5's entire discography and am listening to it (in order) because there is something wrong with me. if only it had their very first ever ep on it (ready set rock ep you may have been slight garbage but i don't love you any less for it). oh god i realized i fucked up and didn't add the songs by "ross lynch and r5" from the austin & ally soundtrack. i'm already three songs into louder and they would have been between louder and say you'll stay. what do i have to do is actually one of r5's best songs and i'm pretty sure i remember ross calling it one of his favs fairly recently?? which was so valid of him. anyways. this is now an r5 song ranking. i'm bored and avoiding doing assignments. i'm going to name my top 10 r5 songs off the top of my head. source: me trying to remember every song they've ever released.

no. 1: easy love. nothing comes close. my fav song they ever made. they haven't made anything that even compares since (this is /hj. tde has some valid songs).

no. 2: wishing i was 23. what do you mean i only love this song because of my nostalgia bias no i don't.

no. 3: what do i have to do? i will not elaborate i do not know why i adore this song as much as i do it's just a cute song.

no. 4: repeating days. THE END. THE FUCKING END AFTER THE SONG ENDS THE "all i've got is cheap wine" PART ross sounds so vulnerable and him with just the guitar makes me so :(((((( it's so gorgeous that part makes the whole song and that makes it top 3 for me.

no. 5: i want u bad. THAT SONG FUCKS LIVE. I DO NOT WANT TO THINK ABOUT THE FACT THAT I WILL PROBABLY NEVER SEE IT LIVE AGAIN. (speaking of concerts i can't believe you bought concert tix and fucking forgot??? that is actually so fucking funny bella it made me laugh i will not lie)

no. 6: dark side. so so valid of them. it just fucks. it's so good. it makes u want to dance. u named a fic after a lyric from it which was so valid.

no. 7: did you have your fun? i love this song. no i will not elaborate. it is a sexy song. what's that one lyric from it that's hot. "love me, leave me, left me numb" some lyrics you love for no particular reason and for me that's one of those lyrics.

no. 8: f.e.e.l.g.o.o.d. this has alwayysss been one of my favs by them. since it dropped. some lore about it: the like crowd yelling that's in it they recorded live at a festival they played and i remember there being hype about this being an unreleased song when they had the crowd chanting "f-e-e-l-g-o-o-d" with no explanation. also another fun fact is that the final version of this is just a demo?? source: my slightly faulty memory remembering ross saying something about some demos being so good that you keep them as they are and it later being revealed this was the song he was talking about.

no. 9: i know you got away. sexy song. they released a vocals only version of it (that has apparently since been deleted?? i went to look for it on youtube and couldn't find it?? wtf r5) that has stuck with me ever since.

no. 10: loud. but more specifically the acoustic or live version. this was their encore song that they played to end every show. i MISS IT. it holds a special place in my heart.

honorable mentions: hurts good (a good song and THEIR LAST THEY EVER RELEASED VV SAD), wild hearts (fun fact almost picked a lyric from this song as my senior quote till i found out they didn't write this song), fallin' for you (YOU LIKE MISMATCHED SOCKS WITH POLKA DOTS YOU LIKE YOUR PIZZA COLD I THINK THATS HOT i never saw this song live and i'm still fucking pissed about it ok), do it again (it's such a sweet song :(((( "listen to the airplanes as we count the stars" gives me the same vibes as six feet under the stars), things are looking up (generally just a cute song!! this whole ep is just very good and very cute!! when i saw it live one time during the bridge ross was like "everyone shut up this is my favorite part >:(" and that was so valid of him) i can't say i'm in love (it's just a fun song!! it was a bonus track on sln from another country), trading time (this is the only song from the new addictions ep that i listed and u know what i'm Not sorry)

ok. i will spare you and stop rambling. other honorable mentions: if you have never listened to cool girl (feat. the driver era) by new beat fund i highly recommend. it's an okay song but it was one of the first songs released after they rebranded as tde and includes ross saying motherfucker with his whole chest. i will never again feel what i felt the first time i heard that song having listened exclusively to them as r5 whose songs they couldn't curse in because they were on a disney label.

in conclusion. i miss r5. ross saying fuck is kinda hot. i listened to the entirety of louder while writing this. i am sorry to dump this in your askbox. i still have multiple assignments to do and should probably go to sleep at a decent time. it feels fitting to finally stop writing while easy love is on. when i was 12 and this ep came out i thought "dirtbags" was a curse word and was scared to sing it. they changed it to "douchebags" live.

that's all. goodbye. have a lovely night. listen to r5's discography for clear skin thriving crops etc etc. sorry to lovepost about them in your askbox i only have (1) former r5 mutual that i still talk to (a very interesting but long story. she's the gemini bestie) and she will only lovepost about r5 once in a while. feel free to ignore my ask calling cody bellinger hot i was a different person when i wrote it i am now a changed woman. LOVE YOU MWAH - bella but she misses r5

hi hi im going to answer this with minimal thought because im tired but i dont wanna leave this sitting in my inbox forever but for the record all your r5 opinions are valid. ok lets go

1. easy love slaps ive heard it a couple times over the last few days (it played in the car today while i was driving sam n meghna to the airport) and it does fuck i can see why it's your fave

2. i do not know this song

3. A BOP A WHOLE FUCKIN BOP

4. oh i do love repeating days great choice i would have to hear it a few more times to get it in my head but i remember really liking it when i listened to the album it's on

5. also a banger and i'm glad my concert tickets situation made you laugh it made me laugh too imagine being this useless gldskfjgs

6. DARK SIDE FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCKS GIVE IN TO YOUR DARK SIDE YOUR DARK SIDE IIIIIIIII SEE THE WAY YOU LOOK AT MEEEEE

7. ANOTHER FUCKING BANGER this one is probably among my favorite r5 songs maybe top 5 LOVE ME LEAVE ME LEFT ME NUMB (guitar moment) DID YOU HAVE YOUR FUUUuuuuUUUUUNNNNN i feel the same way about this lyric as you

8. oh shit thats pretty cool i dont know this song tbh i cant remember how it goes i know ive heard it once or twice but. id have to listen to it again so i will keep you posted on that

9. i do not know this one either

10. interesting choice for top ten but i support you, this song fucks and ever since you mentioned it it's been in my subconscious and randomly getting stuck in my head i think i need to listen to it to get it out. it does hit ur right

11. i don't know hurts good or wild hearts or things are looking up or i can't say i'm in love or trading time well enough to say anything about them. but i really like fallin for you it's one of those cheap fun songs but emphasis on fun, and also really like do it again one day ill write a fic based on that song

i have not listened to cool girl i put it on my to listen playlist so hopefully i remember to listen to it soon ill be honest though i dont think im prepared for ross lynch saying motherfucker w his whole chest like i think itll take me out. so. anyway. i hope you got your assignments done. thank you for the r5 lovedump feel free to drop in anytime with more

#this is a love-positive zone #we love love #here on clumsyclifford we support insane obsessions because we also have insane obsessions #ask #cubs anon #anonymous #lol i was telling my dad that i talked to rian and zack but said the most generic things ever #and i was like. i mean there were things that i would have wanted to ask but if i had then they would have known that--#-- im like super obsessed with them in a kind of creepy way. like i wanted to ask rian what time alex was born #...so we can figure out his rising sign so we can make his star chart #and my dad was like . why would you need that #and i said. you know for funsies #he was like do you think he would even know that #and i said well in our collective opinions we think alex wouldnt know what time he was born but rian and/or jack probably would #and my dad was like its a good thing you didnt ask him that. it would have been creepy.#and i was like I KNOW THATS WHY I DIDNT ASK BECAUSE I KNEW IT WOULD HAVE BEEN CREEPY BRO #so anyway #i dont remember why i started telling this story #its 1am im so tired ive had the longest two days ever #i need sleep im going to die #i cant believe classes in two days #end me

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nad-zeta · 4 years

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Oh my oh my, I don't want to bother you but... I'm inlove with your writing and how you portray the warlords and I wonder if I can ask for headcanons of Uesugi-Takeda forces reacting to a Latina MC. Generalities and things you can imagine of. Anything is okay! Thank you so much.

Hi hi, love! Sorry for the wait..... hehe TBH I struggled with this cause I have legit never met a Latina before! ❤😂So I have like 0 reference points to generalities and stuff, lol so I turned to google..... 🙈Sorry if this is shit or not all that great, but either way I hope you enjoy it! And thank you so much for the request! (人◕ω◕)❤

Headcanon: Latina MC feat; Kenshin, Yukimura, Shingen and Sasuke

Kenshin

It was low key what drew him to you (人◕ω◕)

Your long lushes wavy brown hair

Like all this boy wants to do is lock you up in a cell and pull his fingers through your hair

Jokes, Jokes, luckily for you, you made it past the locked in a cage phase of your relationship (¬‿¬)

Thinks you are super adorable and loves loves loves your accent

One day as Kenshin was going back to your shared room after war council, he heard some unusual music coming from your shared room

He approached with caution

He slowly opened the sliding door and his breath caught in his throat when he saw you

|ω・）

You were dancing to your favourite song, a song which would play at every family gathering

＼(^ω^＼)

He was entranced by the way you moved your shoulders as you danced

(〜￣△￣)〜

His eyes followed the curves of your body from your hands moving above your head to the way you moved your waist

He had to resist the urge to pounce on you right there and then

You turned your head and saw him staring at you (*≧∀≦*)

You gave him one of your bright smiles and motioned for him to join you

In an instant his hands were on your waist as the two of you danced together (~˘▾˘)~(~˘▾˘)~

He was a little clumsy at first but after some instruction from you, he soon found himself really enjoying it ( ͡ᵔ ͜ʖ ͡ᵔ )

It wasn’t long before even the bunnies decided to join you two cuties, happily hopping around the two of you, dancing in their own way

(ㅇㅅㅇ❀)

The two of you dancing together became somewhat of a tradition and whenever you are sad or missed home, Kenshin will pull you up and start dancing with you (>^_^)><(^o^<)

Shingen

He finds the fact that you are a Latina soooo hot ◉_◉

Like when you speak, it makes him weak at the knees, especially when you call him Papi (¬‿¬)

One day he made you super angry, and you started yelling at him in your mother tongue (┛ಠДಠ)┛彡┻━┻

You got even angrier when you saw him chuckling at you (ಠ ∩ಠ)

Even though he couldn’t understand a word you are saying he can’t help but find you super hot (｡◕‿◕｡)

“Hey you know I am swearing at you right.” （╯°□°）╯

“Sorry, angel, I just couldn’t help but get distracted by you, for even when you are angry, you are just too cute.” ƪ(˘⌣˘)ʃ

Cue you hitting him while he continues to laugh at how cute you are

Love your cooking

As in, he can’t get enough of it

He has especially fallen in love with the Churros and pan dulce that you had made for him

(っ˘ڡ˘ς)

Won’t eat anything else during banquets, and insist that you cook for him

He won’t share the sweets you made for him with anyone, not even Yukimura who is begging to try your sweet creations ಥ_ಥ

“Sorry Yuki, the goddesses sweets are reserved for me and me only.”

Yukimura

At first, he thinks you are an evil enchantress and that you are casting a spell on him when you speak Spanish |ω´･;)

But after you explain to the doofus that its just another language, he low key loves it when you speak Spanish (¬‿¬)

Will actually insist that you teach him a few phrases (◕‿◕✿)

As you teach him, he is absolutely captivated by you and the way the words roll off your tongue (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

You wack him on the head with a book “Hey dummy, are you even listening to me.” ಠ▃ಠ

This boi goes bright red in 0,2 second, no way is he ganna admit that he has been daydreaming about you as you teach him

(〃￣ω￣〃ゞ

TBH he turns bright red every time you speak Spanish (*^^*)

You can’t help but giggle at the goofball, especially at the way his blush would spread to the tips of his ears (人◕ω◕)

He loves your beautiful brown hair

HE low key thinks you always smell soo good.... not that he would EVER admit it(o´〰`o)♡*✲ﾟ*｡

He absolutely loves love love your cooking

At first, he was suspicious of the new dishes that you presented to him, but the second he tasted it he was gone ◉_◉

The way the flavours exploded in his mouth, he was in love!ლ(´ڡ`ლ)

You can’t help but smile, after all your mom always did say the way to a man’s heart was through their stomach (｡◕‿◕｡)

He also loves that you are very family-oriented, and will often just hold you tight in his arm when you are feeling down and miss your family

(っ˘з(˘⌣˘ )

Sasuke

Is really impressed with your Spanishヾ(●ε●)ノ

He didn’t think you were Latina at first but the second, you started ranting in Spanish about some dirtbag men you met in the market he knew

ヾ(●ε●)ノヾ(●ε●)ノ

TBH he can low key also speak a bit of the language, but you can’t help but chuckle at the meme lord, as he clumsily falls over his words

(─‿‿─)

The two of you are forever gossiping in front of the others... It’s always a good time to tease Yuki while the boy busts out into the biggest blush

≧☉_☉≦

“Hey, dummies, I might not be able to understand what you are saying, but I can definitely tell the two of you are dissing me.”

ヽ(´ー｀)ﾉ

Both you and Sasuke burst out laughing (☞ﾟヮﾟ)☞ ☜(ﾟヮﾟ☜)

He loves YOUR COOKING!

In fact, he insists that you teach him how to make a few dishes

The two of you actually go all out, even drinking a little as you cook

Both of you spontaneously start dancing while cooking ヾ(⌐■_■)ノ♪

He loves the way your body moves, and you cant help but laugh at his awkward dance moves ღƪ(ˆ◡ˆ)ʃ♡ƪ(ˆ◡ˆ)ʃ♪

Both of you love to sit together and tell crazy family stories considering both of you were suuuper close with your families \ (•◡•) /

Hehehe its always super fun during your birthday, as Sasuke will go all out with the other warlords in making you a special piñata

Kenshin really liked this concept of hitting open the piñata, so he decided to make it a banquet tradition, to have one every time (▀̿Ĺ̯▀̿ ̿)

They would legit go all out decorating the whole castle in bright colours just for you

(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧ ✧ﾟ･: *ヽ(◕ヮ◕ヽ)

They would also low key buy all the candy they could get their hands on just to fill the piñata, hehe cue Shingen standing underneath, with his mouth open hoping to catch some fallen candy, only to be hit on the head by blindfolded Kenshin （╯°□°）╯︵( .o.)

Hehe, I hope you enjoyed it, love! and I hope you have a good day! 🌻🌻❤😆

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louandhazaf · 4 years

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Happy Birthday to me! This year I want to celebrate all the incredible authors who have gifted me fics through the years. Please go give these fics some love! #piscesseason

Mercedes Boy by kingsofeverything (FullOnLarrie) Larry, Explicit, 5374 words There's a surprise waiting at home for Louis after he finishes his day on the tracks at the Mercedes AMG Driving Experience. This was the first fic every written for me and it will always have a special place in my heart. For those who don't know, I am obsessed with "AMG Louis" because it's at the cross of loves of automotive sports and dirtbag Louis. And Lauren took that and made a super hot, super tender fic about fucking in a car. I love everything about it.

Cigarette in my left hand, whole world in my right hand by wearetheluckyones Tomlinshaw, Explicit, 5833 words Harry's had some really bad ideas before, starting with the time he got pissed and jumped into the Thames stark naked, but this might take the fucking cake. Offering up Louis as a viable option for a model for Nick's last photography project is ludicrous at best and a disaster waiting to happen at worst. I wanted to read some photographer!Nick and model!Louis and then I also got uni!Tomlinshaw and a nature walk and talks about flowers and a BUNNY and basically this is also very hot and very tender and I was THRILLED to recieve it.

You're my fault, my weakness by wearetheluckyones Tomlinshaw, Explicit, 2197 words It’s been six months since Nick’s project, and Christmas and Louis’s birthday are coming up fast. Louis’s invited Nick to his family’s place for the holidays, and Nick can’t help but be nervous. THEN THIS AUTHOR WROTE MORE IN THIS VERSE???? Like, HELLO, I am in love with everything.

Mixtape by kingsofeverything (FullOnLarrie) Larry, General, 927 words From Find You Home, this is Louis' POV when they first leave home to drive to his family's house for Christmas. When I read Find You Home I was utter obsessed with the idea of Louis making Harry a mixtape full of songs with hidden meaning, that expressed everything he couldn't say to Harry, how much time and effort he'd put into the thing, and then when he gives it to Harry, Harry literally tosses it aside. My heart! It aches! How carelessly cruel of Harry! I wanted all of the angst of Louis Going Through It and I basically forced Lauren to write this for me. She's the best.

Can We Talk for a Moment? by lululawrence Larry, Not Rated, 15737 words It was widely known that alphas were never as common as betas or omegas. It is believed the reasoning for that was safety for their packs. Each pack could only have one Alpha, and in order to keep order and make sure there was no mistaking who was in power, once the successor had been named, other alphas would be forced out of the pack. The populations grew, as was to be expected with time and all manner of developments, and while the packs got larger and joined together, the number of alphas never increased. Harry didn’t care for the reasons behind the phenomenon. In the end, it didn’t really matter. All he knew was he was the only alpha within about a thousand mile radius, and he was a complete and total disappointment. Or the one where Harry is a shy, nerdy alpha, Louis is a loud omega punk, and there's more to both of them than their reputations. PUNK!LOUIS PUNK!LOUIS PUNK!LOUIS. BUT ALSO!!! OMEGA PUNK LOUIS AND NERDY ALPHA HARRY. WHAT MORE COULD A PERSON ASK FOR???

Fall Like Rain by kingsofeverything (FullOnLarrie) Larry, General, 2473 words This is Harry's POV from the first day that he and Louis are at the beach house. You've read Don't Want Shelter, right? If not, what are you doing? Go read it! And then read all of the amazing other bits Lauren has written in the universe. I will always always always have a special little nook in my heart for these men.

Glitter Bomb by kingsofeverything (FullOnLarrie) Larry, Teen, 7808 words After a spectacularly awful date, Harry decides a little petty revenge will make him feel better. Things don't work out quite the way he plans. What's better than sending a glitter bomb as a bit of revenge?? READING THIS FIC ABOUT THAT VERY CONCEPT. Of course, nothing goes as planned... and then it all works out in the end. Hilarious and Wonderful!!!

Be Mine, Little Valentine by kingsofeverything (FullOnLarrie) Larry, Explicit, 7435 words Louis wants to find someone who'll love all of him. There's just one tiny complication. Uhhhhh, I love tiny penis fics. This one is incredible.

One Touch Is Never Enough by kingsofeverything (FullOnLarrie) Larry, Explicit, 3853 words It’s been a rough year for Louis. First, he was turned into a werewolf, which hasn't been so bad, except that he didn't anticipate how it would affect his love life. Maybe it’d be easier to ignore if he wasn’t constantly bombarded by the sound of his two werewolf best friends getting it on in the next room. At least they were nice enough to give him a gift certificate for a massage. I still laugh out loud everytime I think of this fic. I mean, read that summary. OFC this fic is going to be so stellar.

Wine Not? by abrighteryellow, allwaswell16, catfishau (dinosaursmate), crinkle-eyed-boo (KimmieRocks), disgruntledkittenface, FallingLikeThis, jaerie, Justalittlelouislove, kingsofeverything (FullOnLarrie), kiwikero, LadyLondonderry, Layne Faire (HisDarlin), lululawrence, momentofclarity, phdmama, QuickedWeen, Rearviewdreamer, red_special, SadaVeniren, someonethatsfunny, taggiecb Larry, Explicit, 20704 words Louis’ Wine Dive is a bar run by the people for the people. Wine Styles is a boutique tasting room that caters to a more highbrow clientele. When their worlds clash on a beautiful Charleston street, one of these owners may find that an ounce of pretension doesn’t stand a chance against a pound of perseverance. I am not great with emotions. Showing them or dealing with them. If I think too hard about this fic, I run the risk of tearing up. I don't know that I can every express how much it means to me that these amazing authors all came together to write me a fic. A really really wonderful fic. That is far more coheasive than it has any right to be. But my chest gets all funny and my eyes get all watery, so I'm just going to say that everyone should go read it. It means the world to me.

It's been a long, cold, lonely winter by kingsofeverything (FullOnLarrie) Larry, Teen, 443 words Louis wants to catch the eye of his hot neighbor who's always looking at his phone. His grey sweatpants are his secret weapon. I wrote a little fic, and then Lauren was like I WANT TO WRITE THE ALTERNATE POV AND ALSO HERE ARE SOME GREY SWEATPANTS and whoooboooooy what a great combo that turned out to be!

All This Noise by musiclily88 Larry, Teen, 1733 words Here's how it begins DRUMMER!LOUIS DRUMMER!LOUIS DRUMMER!LOUIS WHY ARE THERE NOT MORE DRUMMER LOUIS FICS IN THIS FANDOM??? I posed that question and then this fic was written for me and my mind melted. I LOVE the concept of drummer Louis and this fic so totally delivers.

One Man's Ceiling Is Another Man's Floor by kingsofeverything (FullOnLarrie) Maggie Rogers/Niall, Explicit, 3713 words Niall and Maggie come up with a way to get revenge on her annoying neighbors. HEH. GO READ THIS HET FIC ABOUT MAGGIE PEGGING NIALL. LIKE. GO. This does not have enough hits!

Heels Over Head by kingsofeverything (FullOnLarrie) Larry, Explicit, 3455 words Louis Tomlinson returns from tour to find that his new next door neighbor doesn't realize his backyard is not completely private. You know what else I love in addition to tiny penis fics?? Lauren's butthole series. This one CRACKS ME UP. I'm going to send her a million more butthole prompts and make her write them as well.

Make Your Body Move Like Mine by Jiksa Larry & Gryles, Explicit, 9400 words He looks beautiful, otherworldly, strobe lights catching in his curls like rays of sunshine. Louis can’t look away. Or, the first time they meet. Prequel to You're A Universe. I do not have enough words to possibly explain how much I love Jx's fic, You're A Universe. So when we were talking and she said she had a prequel I all but begged her to let me read it. Even if she never posted it. I needed it. And she was so so gracious enough to let me read it. And it fills the perfect little backstory spot about Harry and Nick and who Louis was when he met Harry for the first time and just... UGH. Everything about it is perfect in every way. It's possible I had a little meltdown when I saw it was gifted to me when it was posted.

sad sex is... no by disgruntledkittenface Gryles, Not Rated, 2430 words “Hey, are you…” As he hesitates, a line appearing between his furrowed eyebrows and a pout forming on his puffy pink lips, the words “don’t say it” run on a loop in Nick’s head, like a prayer. “... okay?” He said it. Fuck. A gryles AU based on Harry’s iconic quote from the Jools Holland interview. OH! Speaking of having meltdowns when seeing that ao3 email about a gift. I saw this, I saw the title, saw the author, and fully had to close my laptop and walk away because I knew it was going to be so overwhelmingly exactly what I wanted to read that I literally couldn't deal with it. (Um. Remember that not dealing well with emotions. This is an excellent example. I just... shut down when i saw it because I was so overwhelmed.) This literally hits every single one of my buttons and is just so so beautifully written and I'm so so very lucky to have friends like this.

#kingsofeverything #disgruntledkittenface #jiksax #musiclily #lululawrence #the whole freaking gc #i love you all #anyway hbd to me!

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allelitefics · 4 years

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Powerful

Characters: Santana x Reader

Warnings: smut, definitely smut, a little angst.

Summary: Santana needs to step up with you before he loses you completely. This one is for @allelitexo who requested something to be written about Santana. Love those guys but Santana is def my favorite as well.

...that was the only Santana gif i liked... lol

You were the girl who had the personality that just attracted people towards you. Even when you tried to downplay it, so that you weren't bringing attention to yourself, it never made a difference. Being in a job where you are social all the time was something you knew you'd excel at, and as a wrestling fan being in charge of the social media department for All Elite Wrestling was a blessing.

One of your favorite things about working for AEW was that it really was like a family, since day one you could just feel it in the air. You had prior experience working for some other indie promotions, and it was definitely different when you stepped foot on your first day into AEW. There were also some people that you automatically clicked with and they were all pretty different, one of them being Santana ... you both immediately bonded over growing up in NYC - although he grew up in the Bronx and you grew up a less rough area, you often found yourselves talking about different spots you both went to growing up. Joey Janela was another one of your favorites, same thing growing up in the same general area, and you worked with Joey a lot on the indies. You loved the girls that they brought into the roster Britt Baker and Brandi quickly became ladies you looked up to, as well as the makeup team they might've been your favorites to hang around during your down time.

Dynamite was your favorite part about AEW because of everyone going out together afterwards. Of course some would opt out, but you loved the socializing, it was honestly super motivating and promoted your own mental health. Every Wednesday the crew would find a spot, whether it was a local bar or the hotel bar - and you were there with your whiskey sour or glass of wine depending on your mood.

Santana was in the corner of the bar with his tag partner of several years, Ortiz. He watched you, he always watched you and became more and more protective as time went on. You weren't dumb, you always felt his eyes on you, watching every movement you made. He had quickly become one of your best friends, at least thats how you felt. If you were ever lonely, he was the first one you texted. No matter what time, day or night, he was there. But on these nights you went out as a group you found yourself surrounded by Joey, Britt, sometimes Sammy and a few others and Santana would isolate himself.

An hour after being at the bar and him remaining in the same area you finally went over after a conversation with the group came to an end. "Hey!" you say with excitement, glass in hand from behind him running your hand down his bicep to get his attention. He turned around with a smirk, "Hey baby girl, whatchu up to?" "Why don't you come join the group? Come hang out with me." you say, trying your hardest to charm him. You really didn't have to try that hard because he wanted you, he really did. "I'll come over in a bit." he says. You feel yourself slump, because he says that every damn week and never does. You frown slightly, "Yeah..right." You turn to walk away and once there is no way for you to hear them Ortiz speaks up. "What the hell man!" he says hitting Santana's shoulder. "What?!" "Maaaaaan, for WEEKS! She's been hinting at you, what the hell." "I don't know man, I'd do literally anything for her. She's too good and I man...you know me I fuck up every relationship I'm in." Ortiz shook his head in disappointment. "You ain't even gonna give it a shot?? You're pushing her right into Janela's arms.. literally." he said nodding over to where you were with the group.

You dug the hot dirtbag kind of thing that Joey had, for some odd reason you did. So you didn't mind the flirtatious relationship the two of you had developed. But he wasn't what you wanted and it made you so bummed out that 30 minutes had passed and you didn't even see Santana in the bar anymore.

You whipped out your phone to text him. "Where did you go?" you sent to him. "Back to my room, sorry baby." You hated when he called you petnames, especially when he knew you were probably pissed. "What the fuck Santana." you sent back to him and then put your phone away, you didn't even want to see what kind of reply he would come up with. You were completely helpless when it came to him though, you were attracted to everything about him. That thug vibe was a huge turn on for you, and you found yourself constantly looking at his social media, especially the photos in the gym, you were smitten hard. At the same time as much as you wanted him you couldn't keep with the empty promises from him. Maybe this would've been that indicator that you two wouldn't make it as a couple.

When you got back to your room that night you slumped right onto the king sized bed in your room and finally pulled your phone back out, several unread texts from Santana. "Let's see tonights excuses" you say to yourself.

"I'm sorry, I was really tired" ..the first text. "You know that I love spending time with you" ... "Shit, are you really going to ignore me?" .. "Text me when you get back to the room?" .. "I'm sorry Y/N." "At least let me know that you made it back safely.." ..

That last one got to you, because if he hung out with you tonight then he would know you got back safely. Asshole. You roll your eyes, not wanting to send him anything back, but you couldn't help yourself.

"I'm fine and back in my room." you texted him. He immediately texted you back which made you smile a little, at least he's been waiting by his phone all night, maybe panicking a little. "Are you mad at me?" "What the fuck do you think?" .. you hated to be like that, but at this point thats often the language you two used with each other. "I know, can I come by your room?" You sat there and threw your head back because you were annoyed with yourself because you knew you were going to say okay. But if he came by tonight, something would need to happen because if it didn't, then this friendship/flirtatiousness had to end. "201" you responded. 5 minutes later and he was there at your door, white v-neck shirt, his adidas workout pants and he always had the best shoes for his outfits. Just in that simple outfit he looked so damn good. The mix of alcohol and loneliness had you wanting him more tonight than you had before. You opened the door then turned around. "You gonna be cold to me?" "I don't know Santana, I'm so over this shit." "What shit?" You were so annoyed he was playing the stupid card. "Oh my god, this...us....either put up or shut-up because this is ju-" you were quickly cut off from your rant with his lips pressing against yours and his arms wrapping around your waist pulling you closer into him. He broke apart after a few moments. "I'm done too, let's do this, forreal." "Really?" you ask with big eyes which makes him smirk down at you. "Yeah." "Ugh finally." you say and you pull him back towards you for your lips to press against each others one more time. Your back hits the mattress and you knew all the tension was going to be let go tonight. Your legs wrapped around him as he then kneels up to take his shirt off. He nods at you gesturing that if you don't do the same he'll rip your shirt off in a second. You sit up and do the same and then he continues to kiss you, your lips, down to your neck, when he gets to your hips, he pulls down the jeans you had been wearing, your panties soaked at this moment and he bit his lip when he looked back up at you. You were so nervous but so eager. "You want this right?" you double checks. "Yes!" you say rolling your eyes and that just fuels him with confidence. You knew Santana was an experienced guy and really had no doubts about his talents in bed, but damn it was better than you ever expected. The way his tongue moved against your most sensitive area, then pumping his fingers inside of you, you were completely his melting right into him. "Mmmmm, fuuuck" you moaned out when you were coming close to your climax. "Cum for me baby...cum for me now" he starts sweet and then growls and you feel yourself tighten around his fingers, his tongue flicking against your nub. When you came, it was that release you'd been craving and that was just with his tongue and fingers alone. You pulled him to kiss you, tasting yourself on his lips. You then look at each other and he searches your eyes, wanting them to tell him what to do next. "Fuck me" you let out. That damn smirk, it showed on his face once again, he did exactly what you told him. You moaned out loud when you felt him ease his length into you and you gripped onto his biceps. "You good baby?" You nodded as the breaths you took got more and more shallow. Time was nonexistent as he put you in all kinds of positions and then finally both of you climaxing at the same time.

He laid on his back his arms sprawled out and pulled you into him. "I'm sorry...fuck I've been an asshole." "Not an asshole, just an idiot." He laughs, "Yeah okay, an idiot. I don't want to hurt you, that's all I'm worried about." You look up at him now, resting your chin on his chest. "Stop doubting yourself, if you could just be the Santana I know, then we'll be fine." A genuine smile creeps upon his lips as his hand moves to the back of your head pulling you in for another sensual kiss.

#lax fanfiction #santana and ortiz #santana x reader #santana aew fanfic

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cosmic-affinities · 4 years

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Bakudeku Playlist List

I posted my bkdk playlist a while ago wrote one fic and lost motivation due to a lack of interaction (compared to a dif fic) and i want to get back into it and so i want someone (literally anyone) to tell me which one they would be excited to read so here is the full list of songs and the fic that comes with or an explanation as to why it doesn't have one.

The Day, Heroes, My Hero Academia, You Say Run, Bakugo: These all just generally remind me of the anime, which makes me think of bakudeku.

Fancy: I have this fic in mind where Baku had a crush on Deku and Kiri knows it so he invites Deku to a squad night, where Baku gets flustered and his music is playing. When this song comes on, he just goes pale and yells ‘WHO THE HELL HAS THIS ON THEIR PLAYLIST’ trying to be all manly, but Kiri smirks and just says ‘It's your music dude.’ and Deku is like ‘Well, I like this song Kacchan.’ and smiles all cute and shit and fluff ensues. The actual song is used.

Black Widow: Not really a fic but just the lyrics make me think of angsty BKDK where one or the other just kinda gets sick of being used/ feeling like they are being used and is just like ‘I'm going to make him regret not loving me right’ so yeah.

Rude Boy and Lying is the Most Fun a Girl Can Have Without Taking Her Clothes Off: This is a secret relationship fic where UA has a holiday party and Deku requests Rude Boy because he knows Kacchan likes to... watch him dance/sing to it, and Baku knows right away what’s happening and asks for the P!ATD song and eventually towards the end of RB Kacchan goes to dance with Deku and whispers the first part of the other song into his ear before they turn to their class say yeah we’re dating then run off to one of their rooms to… dance ;) The actual songs are used.

Immortals: Prohero fic where bakudeku work at different agencies and interact once to take down a villain and Deku tries to convince Ground Zero to become hero partners but little does he know GZ already requested a transfer and then there is angst and then fluff after a villain fight takes the new partners by surprise. The lyrics are used.

A Teenager in Love: Secret relationship fic where Deku likes to sing in the shower and decides he’s ready to tell everyone about him and Kacchan. You can read it here. The actual song is used.

Shower: A part 2 for A Teenager in Love where class 1A askes how they got together and why they decided to tell everyone, using the lyrics, not the actual song.

Hot Girl Bummer: Not really a fic but this song radiates Bakugou energy so much lol.

Champagne and Sunshine: Basically smut but cute. Uses the lyrics.

Nicotine: Angst fic where Deku kisses Baku while drunk and thinks Baku rejects him but it was only cause “the stupid nerd was too shitfaced for it to count” so Deku avoids Baku and gets self-destructive while training and so Baku finding him all hurt and shit in the gym and takes him to recovery girl and won’t leave, more angst and fluffy end. Uses the lyrics.

What Is This Feeling?: Bakudeku gets roomed together and they ~loathe~ it until they don’t. Uses the lyrics.Girls/Girls/Boys: Not really a fic but this song makes my bi heart happy and makes me think of Fem!bakudeku.

Teenage Dirtbag: Baku likes Deku but doesn’t think he is good enough and assumes Deku is dating Todo, Deku is pining for Baku. Uses the lyrics.

Hips Don’t Lie: Baku loses a bet against Kiri or Denki (undecided lol) and has to dance to this in front of the whole class, Deku all but gets a nosebleed, the get together ensues. Uses the song.

I Won’t Say (I’m in Love): Two different fics come to mind 1- Using the lyrics Kiri confronts Baku about his feeling for Midoriya and Baku is defensive and won’t admit it until Kiri walks away but little does he know Deku hears him when Kiri walks away, the get together ensues. Or 2- Uses the actual song, UA puts on the Disney version of Hercules and everyone is required to audition, Baku is chosen to play Meg, and has to it or it will drop his grades and Deku plays Hercules (ofc) and they have to kiss, Baku has his awakening™️ and then freaks out when they have to kiss again, the get together ensues.

Love Like You: Not my fic, it reminds me of this amazing fic I read: I Just Adore You!

My original post is here.

The post with the songs is here.

Please tell me if you would be interested in any of these! They would be much more likely to get written if i have even an ounce of motivation!!

#bakudeku #bakugou x midoriya #katsudeku #dekukatsu #kacchadeku #deku x kacchan #katsuki x izuku #Katsuki Bakugō #izuku midoriya #bkdk playlist #bakudeku playlist #bnha #mha #bakudeku fic #ao3 bnha

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vitosscaletta · 4 years

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Erin and Mitnick... >:)

ehehehehehe weirdo ships >:) thank u 💕💕💕💕

PRE-RELATIONSHIP

How did they first meet?

when she was looking for Gary in the Warrens & just checked out every door without knocking first 🙄

What was their first impression of each other?

Erin thought he was kinda weird but in a cute way (after he stopped ignoring her for his spam mail of course)? Almost none of the other vampires were that nice to her and none of them were this enthusiastic about being one.. she’s already not having a great time with the whole sarcophagus thing and voices and all that so that was kind of a fresh breath of air. She doesn’t really think much of him at the beginning beyond that but also. she thinks Nosferatu are kinda hot in general so there’s that... monster fucker ass

omg you know. he didn’t actually notice her for like a solid minute but when he did he was like... 😳😳😳😳😳😳 wrow... 😳😳😳😳😳 (but only internally) because you know... pretty girl standing in his room and all that. Not love at first sight but he did find her kinda hot.. the whole malkavian.. ness creeped him out a bit when he first saw her blacking out and having a vision about doom.. also she knew what he was talking about with the ~~secret network~~ and was like “oh Schrecknet? I know what that is 😌” and he thought she read his mind.. she just saw it on his laptop though.

Did any of their friends or family want them to get together?

Not really... the only thing that could apply as family are Gary & Imalia and they’re both like... ew no. Erins family thinks she’s dead and the other anarchs don’t really know what she’s doing down in the sewers so. She’d probably tell Samantha she’s still alive (somewhat) so she knows about it but the vampire thing is already a lot for her so she doesn’t have much of an opinion on it lol

Who felt romantic feelings first?

Mitnick. duh. it was more of a crush though rather than love at first sight or something. Erin technically too but it was more the voices telling her weird things about love & she’s like.. what does it mean.. what does it all mean 😓

Did either of them try to resist their feelings?

nope 😌

If you had told one of them that the other would be their soulmate, what would they think?

he’d probably not think too much of it i guess? Erin more so.. she believes in stuff like that so she’d be surprised but also :))))))

GENERAL

Who initiated the relationship, and how did it go?

I haven’t thought much about that yet but Erin duhhh... I imagine it was something along the lines of her dragging him out of his room to idk take a walk.. the romantic atmosphere of the acid lake of the warrens 💕 and she did that thing where she “”””accidentally”””” brushed her hand against his and.. [Data expunged]

Did they have an official first date? If so, what was it like?

Goooodddd actually outside the warrens but he had to wear a hoodie & keep his head low to avoid a masquerade breach... like in that one Ariana Grande pic you know which one. They can’t really go anywhere to eat out or anything so they probably just went to blockbuster or something. Or the cinema since it’s dark there 🤷‍♀️

What was their first kiss like?

A little awkward... she’s more uhh experienced with these kinda things so it’s not like. the best kiss she’s ever had but she liked it nonetheless 🥺

Were they each other’s first anything (kiss, relationship, etc.)?

Not really?

What’s their height difference? Age difference?

Again, no heights but he’s a lot taller than her hehehehe... The age difference is about 3 years, she’s 22 and I’d guess he’s about 25, give or take 😳

What’s their relationship with each other’s families?

Like I said, Gary and Imalia are the only ones who’d qualify for this - Gary doesn’t like her that much and thinks she’s annoying (is also pissed that Mitnick is into a non-nosferatu chick.. betrayal) lol. Imalia isn’t that fond of her at first either because they knew each other from their party girl days & she’s pissed that Erin got to remain hot (albeit very weird, clan curse and all that). They do hang out from time to time though, she’s the only one in the warrens who knows who Christina Aguilera is so :/

Who takes the lead in social situations?

Erin!!!! It doesn’t always go well because she’ll have visions out of nowhere or just starts to speak malkavian nonsense :(

Who gets jealous easier?

neither I think?

LOVE

Who said “I love you” first?

Erin 😌

How often do they cuddle/engage in PDA?

Often.. she’s more bold in the beginning than he is but after a year or so it’s both who initiate that kinda thing :^)

What are their favorite things to do together?

goddd she’d probably try to introduce him to all her weird ass hobbies, tarot card reading, past lives stuff & all that :/ They watch movies together though.. mostly either vintage horror/scifi OR those really bad movies that are fun to watch. They probably quote the room or something and no one knows what they’re talking about :/

Who’s better at comforting the other?

I really don’t think either is that good at it :(

Who’s more protective?

Erin, it’s not that he’s not protective at all. more that she’s more badass so he knows she can handle most things :^)

Do they prefer verbal or physical affection?

Physical.. everything they do verbally ends up being weird as fuck

What are some songs that apply to their relationship, in-universe or otherwise?

omg... Buddy Holly by Weezer 😌 their nr. one song. also I guess Teenage Dirtbag by Wheatus (for the nerd/prep vibes... mostly a joke but also. not)

What kind of nicknames do they call each other?

uhhhh you can’t do anything with their names so. probably babe or something

DOMESTIC LIFE

If they get married, who proposes?

They don’t... I remember blood marriages (i think that was the term) being a thing within the camarilla but they’d NEVER do that :/

What’s the wedding like? Who attends?

no wedding :(

How many kids do they have, if any? What are they like?

They can’t have kids... they’re both vampires🙄

Do they have any pets?

The rats in the sewers (not really. Erin thinks they’re cute though :/)

Who’s the stricter parent?

no kids! If they had any hypothetically... neither lol

Who kills the bugs in the house?

Erin

Who’s more likely to convince the other to come back to sleep in the morning?

he is.. :^)

Who’s the better cook?

No cooking because they’re vampires

#just hacked the fbi #hehehe thank you. there's not much lore about them but you know #jennystahl #they're probably both imitating that 'youre tearing me apart lisa' line all the time & gary is like... wtf.

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mrsmess · 4 years

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Faves and fails of SPN (season 12):

Favorite episodes in chronological order:

12:3 The Foundry - Mylings! Nuff said. And I knew it as soon as I heard the baby cry. And that makes me feel good about me.

12:4 American Nightmare - Stigmata. Dean dressed as a priest getting stuck looking at a boy lighting a candle in the church. Mr Mess: ”Dean! Time and place!” Sam wasting his sensemaking on a relentlessly angry Dean as usual, but then laying the hard truth on the crazy lady - is it hot in here?

12:5 The One You’ve Been Waiting For - Nazi dirtbags! Referencing one of the great episodes of season 8 too. Good. Good. And Allison Paige is friggin’ beautiful! Nauhaus is such a spoofy villain I think this is a comedy. ”Do you know what it’s like to have en nazi necromancer as a father?” ”He had a guy named Fritz try to kill me!” GOLD.

12:6 Celebrating the life of Asa Fox - badass-intro. And Jody. Hunter community! Canadian hunter community! Here for it. Bucky, or as I like to call him: demon nr 5 from early season.... single digits.

12:7 Rock never dies - Loving this glam-metal thing. Crowley in LA. And omg! Cass being snarky with Dean of all people. ”Atleast I don’t look like a lumberjack.” I laughed. And Mr Mess pointed out that Cass is tired, that that’s why he snapped, and it dawned on me that Cass is *choosing* to be kind under normal circumstances. My heart! ”I work for sexists, rasists, even politicians.” Lol. Loving the group dynamic of the four. But I’m a bit disappointed that Lucifer can’t chill, he could have had so much fun.

12:11 Regarding Dean - A goofy Dean episode. That’s rarely bad news. I like Rowena in this, she’s rly growing on me.

12:15 Somewhere between heaven and hell - Honesty’s the best policy, signed, Dean. Hear, hear! ”So, ten years ago did you rly want something? Like, a Hello Kitty backpack or the death of an enemy?” Lol! Dean and Crowley and Lucifer breaking free! Dean is a hoot this episode. Sam, killing the hellhound like a pro, and thanking Crowley. And Crowley kicking Lucifer’s ass. That’s the stuff. And Sam being honest with Dean and Dean being all reasonable about it! Loving it!

12:16 Ladies drink free - Claire! Nuff said. Loving everyone this episode, except Mick of course, but my homicidal thoughts at the sight of his beard have lessened. ”The experiment was on mice.” Werewolf-mice! XD

12:17 The british invasion - Eileen! God this show needs more women, the brothers are so much better dealing w them, which I guess is a problem on its own. ”Make your voice a mail.” Oh Cass. Eileen and Sam! My heart! Am I shipping this? God I hope not, it’ll mean instant death. God, Mick is an idiot, I mean, I��m obv digging his change of heart, but apparently he hasn’t learned a thing in the entire life he’s worked for his fucky organization.

12:18 The memory remains - Goodness. Loving this intro. Taxidermist sheriff. Man, sometimes I feel these quirky characters are wasted on the just-passing-through format. ”Hunting people! Killing them! The family business!” Lol.

Fail episodes in chronological order:

12:1 Keep Calm and Carry on - ”You’re bad at your job.” Sure, she has a point, but as generous as this british chick’s offer is, her pitch is somewhat lacking. A torture montage is the quickest way to wind up on the fail list. Also ”break his mind”? That’s what it’s like inside Sam’s head *all* the time.

12:2 Mamma Mia - A sexscene featuring Dean Forrester is the second quickest way to wind up on the fail list. You say his name is Sam Winchester? Nah. Nope. Not buying it. Listen, I know I talk a tall game about being a big Sam-fan, I just don’t ship him with a.n.y.o.n.e. So what the sexscene isn’t real!? I still had to see it with my own orbs of sight. ”Your job was to find american hunters and gain their trust.” I’m howling! Maybe *you’re* rly bad at your job, lady!

12:10 Lily Sunder has some regrets - uhm... using demon number 5 to play other randos throughout a 15 season show I’ll forgive them for but you can’t use the same distinct actor (Ian Tracey) to play two distinctly different characters (Lee/Ishim) and not acknowledge it, especially when they could easily explain it as Lee’s body being possessed by Ishim. It ruins the whole episode for me. Also, I’m rooting for the ”bad” guy.

12:14 The raid - The british men of letters are the worst, they are worthless recruiting agents, salesmen and got crappy intel; where the Winchesters go the rest of the american hunters will follow? Pretty sure the opposite is true: ”Oh shit, the Winchesters are joining ’em? Better stay as far away from that shit as possible!” Also Mary’s being more than a little silly and I’m surprised Sam didn’t give her some speech about how he used to aim for big things like killing the devil, closing the gates of hell, before learning to settle for more realistic goals, like, staying alive, keepin your brother alive, savoring the occasional win, y’know, for the sake of your mental health. Anyhoo; Sam’s reaction on finding out Mary gave the Colt to the british men of letters might have been enough put it on the fave list but there are just so many icky characters and so many shots of Mick’s ugly beard I can’t let it slide. Plus Sam winds up joining these assholes. Boooohhhh!

12:20 Twigs & twine & Tasha Banes - Jeez. Petition to have Dean always justify his icky feelings about something w the Star Wars classic ”i got a bad feeling about this.” It would save time and my sanity. Also I have issues w Mary not being reasonable and understanding the basics about the life she and the boys are leading - you’re in or out, but there’s no finishing it w/o finishing yourself. Is this season’s big bad trying to annoy me to death? And the other hunters? What is it with this show and any other fun or awesome characters? Sorry, can’t keep ’em on, it’s a density-thing.

12:21 There’s something about Mary - Booohh! First Eileen, my bae (did I call it or did I call it?) and then the entire episode is full of The Big Annoying. First episode I didn’t bother finishing. Screw this season.

12:23 All along the watchtower - honestly I don’t get the constant jokes about IKEAs manuals, they’re all pictures, you don’t even need to be able to read to read them. Crowley <3 Plz spare me this show’s take on child birth, really just any show, (how is it possible that it’s so frickin’ hard to get right??), but especially this show’s. And Crowley. And Cass. And Mary. Such an intense bummer.

Honorable mentions:

Crowley blowing up Rowena’s scammer! And Rowena’s reaction! ”That is the sweetest thing you’ve ever done for me!” Covered in blood. Priceless.

Cass and his sass is on this season. He’s so done w everyone. The exasperation!

The hug at the end of 12:22.

Dishonorable mentions:

Dean and Sam making a deal to get out of jail, kinda unepic w a predictable outcome.

Mediocre mentions:

The entire episode Stuck in the middle (with you) - It’s a Reservoir Dogs reference right? And it works very well until you realize that, then you just start missing Tarantino’s poignant dialogue about tipping (not fucking!) your waitress. The return of the yelloweyed bloodline. Bound to happen with Mary back. Don’t care about that but I do care about Crowley being back and being awesome. The Dukes of Haphazard. That’s good, I’ve just been referring to them as the Two Stooges.

The episode Who we are - There are separate aspects of this I like: Dean and Sam blasting their way out of the bunker, Jody and Alex, Dean dreamwalking Mary back home. Ackles is a genius with this sort of thing. But it’s just so silly: The british men of letters are just so unepic, it ruins everything, wraps it in a mediocre blanket: They’re bad at their job, have inexplicable motivations, are such annoying stereotypes the only way this would be a win would’ve been if Sam’s speech went something along the lines of ”I’ve had this fly buzzin’ around my ear all year, I could use your help squashing it.” But at least, then they do.

Summing up:

I’m rly enjoying the warped relationships early in the season. Crowley and Cass. Rowena and Lucifer, Rowena and Crowley. Sam, Dean and Mary. But my usual creed about the gooey middles of seasons doesn’t hold true this time and I rly feel like it gets good only when it’s almost over. And honestly on whole the season is the worst so far. The british men of letters are so annoying and they’re everywhere, tainting everything. Ugh.

#supernatural #spn meta #no longer a rewatch #no this is not a supernatural blog #favorite episodes

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recurring-polynya · 5 years

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I drabbled.

It’s half-inspired by @nono6thebleachfan‘s role-reversal challenge, although it’s not a reversal of a canon scene, it’s a reversal of this ~amazing~ piece of art by @acompletenonentity that I have been thinking about all weekend.

It’s full of blood and cussing, because Inuzuri, but on the bright side, this is the first story I’ve managed to write without Renji dropping the f-bomb, so that’s something.

Edit: It’s on AO3 now

Adding Injury to Insult

It was generally acknowledged by the indigent youth populating the 78th district of South Rukongai that Abarai Renji did not know when he was licked.

This was not true. Renji knew very well when he was licked. He just also knew that even if a guy licked you, he might think twice about licking you again, providing you caused him enough hurt on the way down.

Renji wasn’t the biggest guy in Inuzuri, he sure wasn’t the strongest or the toughest, and he wasn’t a contender for the meanest by any stretch, but most people knew that messing with him wasn’t worth it, by and large.

Kozuki Kohei wasn’t most guys.

He was kinda big and somewhat tough and strong, but mostly he was just mean.

Last Tuesday, Oyama, the blacksmith got a load of pig iron ingots and agreed to pay Renji and Gorou 500 kan each to unpack and stack them. Kozuki had been hanging around, allegedly perusing the knives, but mostly just bothering Oyama’s pretty daughter working the counter. She had been ignoring him, but then Gorou said something that made her laugh, and Kojima blew his stack. Renji was a few years younger than Kozuki, but he was a few inches taller, and he also knew how joints worked. He locked the dirtbag in a full nelson and frog-marched him out the door, just as all 6 feet and 280 pounds of Oyama was coming in. Kozuki slunk off and Renji got an extra 500 kan for his efforts.

Then, yesterday, when Renji was standing outside the lumber yard, trying to look like a guy who’s good at moving heavy stuff for cheap, Kozuki caught him from behind, smashed his head into a wall, and kicked him in the stomach while he lay on the ground seeing stars. Then he kicked Renji in the kidneys a few times for good measure.

Renji had gotten licked, and he knew it.

So, he was staying home today. The rest of the gang was respecting his privacy in this difficult time, and had made themselves scarce. Renji assumed they were probably trying to steal rotgut from the cellar of Old Man Tada’s bar again. There was a big rotted-out portion on one wall of the squat, or at least there used to be before Renji had spent all morning ripping it out. He had a big piece of thatched reeds that Rukia had made (she was clever at things like that), and was trying to figure out the best way to join it in, when Tsubaki stuck his curly-haired head in the doorway.

“Heeeeeeeeyyyy, Renji, what’s going on?”

“Made a hole in the wall. Fixin’ it.”

“Let’s go down to the river!”

“Right now? I’m busy.”

“It’s so hot, you should take a break.”

“It’s not that hot, and if I don’t get this done, with my luck, it’ll rain tomorrow.”

Tsubaki glanced nervously behind him. “Do we have anything for dinner? We could try to get some fish.”

“Go ahead, man. I told you, I’m busy.”

“I! Am! The! Strongest! Girl! In! The! World!”

Renji’s gaze drilled into Tsubaki.

“It was her idea,” he stammered.

Rukia stumbled into the squat, supported on either side by Gorou and Tasuke.

Renji made a choked sound in his throat.

Her entire face was covered in blood, except for one stripe down the side of her nose where a matted chunk of her hair had diverted its flow. One of her eyes was swollen shut. Bruises darkened her arms and legs, and she didn’t seem to be putting any weight on her left foot.

“What have you done?” he managed.

“I kicked Kozuki Kohei in the nards, just for you!”

Renji pressed the heels of his hands into his eyes. “And what were you clowns doing?” he demanded of the others.

“Witnessing her glory,” the other boys echoed dutifully.

Rukia’s grin was large and white against the bloody mask of her face.

“Doesn’t look like he got the worst of it,” Renji observed, crossing his arms across his chest.

“Oh, he did! I also blew out his knee, punched him in the throat and gave him a good poke in the eye.” She held up a rather large hank of brown hair. “And I got this.” She rubbed the back of her neck in a very Renji-like gesture. “The guys kicked him a bunch once I downed him, too.”

“How did you manage this feat?”

“Got the drop on him when he was taking a piss in the alley.”

Renji squeezed his eyes shut and started counting.

“Renji?” Gorou asked timidly. “Are you gonna yell at Rukia?”

“Of course I am! Now you assholes clear out unless you want some, too!”

Gorou and Tsubaki am-scrayed immediately. Tasuke desperately wanted to join them, but realized that Rukia would fall over if he let go of her. “Uh, uh,” he stammered. Then, Gorou ran back in with a large stick, which he propped up under Rukia’s arm, grabbed Tasuke, and departed again in a cloud of dust.

Renji tapped his foot impatiently.

The triumphant look immediately dropped from Rukia’s face. She swallowed. “Renji,” she said, very, very quietly.

He stepped close to her, glowering.

“Every part of my body hurts so bad,” she said in the same tiny voice.

“I can tell,” he replied, his voice just as small and soaked with sympathy.

“I don’t want the other guys to know.”

“I know. I’ll get rid of ‘em.”

Renji then proceeded to stomp around the squat, yelling at the top of his lungs. “You careless blockhead! You deranged numbskull!” For every insult, he made a silly face at her so she would know he didn’t mean it. “What were you thinking? Do you know how much trouble you’ve caused for us? You harebrained loon!”

When he was running low on insults, he stuck his head out the door, where the three boys were very obviously enjoying his tirade. “Look, you cowardly knobs, can’t you tell I’m havin’ an intimate moment with Rukia here? Be useful for once in your shithole lives! I’m probably gonna use up all the clean water cleaning her up, can you dogturds go get some more from the river and start a fire so we can boil it?”

Tsubaki and Gorou hightailed it toward the river, but Tasuke hung back for a minute. “Don’t go too hard on her, Renji, she did it for you.”

“I know,” he replied softly.

Tasuke gave a small smile, and dashed off after the others.

Renji sighed and headed back inside.

Rukia was looking very sad, indeed.

He piled up all their blankets, his own on top, and helped her sit down on it, putting her crutch off to the side. She might need it for the next few days.

Next, he surveyed their rag pile. It was not exactly overflowing. Well, Gorou could use a new tunic, and if they could snag one, they could use his old one to replenish the pile. Renji picked out a half dozen and dampened a few of them in the water bucket.

Rukia winced as he started dabbing at the blood on her face. He started around her good eye.

“You think your foot’s broken?”

“Naw, just twisted real bad.” She stared up at the ceiling casually. “Two of my fingers might be, though.”

Renji probed her hairline gently, looking for the source of all the blood. It was a long, shallow trench that started at the edge of her left eyebrow and crossed upward toward the crown of her head. “He caught me with the edge of those stupid brass knuckles he wears,” she scowled.

“Oh, Rukia,” he sighed. “You’re the only one of us without a hideous face, you should be more careful with yours.”

“Maybe I was just tryin’ to fit in.”

He smiled fondly at her. “Why’d you go after that loser? He got his revenge on me, he woulda left us alone.”

“Well, he’s definitely gonna leave us alone now,” Rukia snorted. “I saw his dick while he was pissing, and when I left him bleeding in the dirt, I told him if he touched any of us again, I’d tell everyone how small it was.”

Renji took a deep, cleansing breath through his nose, and thanked providence, once again, that Rukia was on his side.

Rukia sighed. “It’s not fair. OW!”

“Sorry, sorry! No, nothing’s fair. You wanna talk about the sky being blue or water being wet next?”

“It’s always you.”

“Hmm?”

“You’re always the one who gets trashed like this. Any one of us starts a fight, you’re always the one who finishes it.”

Renji made a pained face. “I’m the biggest. It’s only fair.”

“You just said nothin’s fair! And it’s not like you did anything special to get that tall, it just happened.” She narrowed her eyes at him. “Right?”

“You keep asking me that. No, I didn’t do anything special to get this tall, I swear.” He paused. “Also, you know you an’ me heal faster than the other guys.” He sucked his teeth. “I’m pretty sure I’ve taken some hits that coulda killed one of them.”

Rukia nodded gravely. “Yeah. I thought you were a goner that time you took a brick in the kisser, but here you are, your one brain cell still apparently still working.” She blew some air out through her nose. “I’m strong, too, though. I might be small, but I can take a lot.”

“I know,” he agreed, surveying her face. It was pretty clean now, except for that bloody, matted chunk of hair. Rukia would probably just tell him to lop it off. “I just… don’t want you to.”

She scoffed. “Well, I don’t like seein’ you take hits for me any better!”

“What’re we gonna do about it?”

Rukia was quiet for a long time as Renji started winding his biggest rag tightly around her ankle. “You’re starting to get a reputation, you know.”

“Yeah, I know.”

“Maybe I’ll get one, too. Inuzuri Rukia: Mean as hell. Finds you in the night if you mess with her friends.”

“It’s accurate, anyway.”

“You’re big and I’m mean, we make a pretty good team. Scarier together.”

“I don’t think either of us is real scary lookin’ right now.”

She wiggled her fingers experimentally and winced. “Eh, we lived. We can be scary again tomorrow.”

He tied off the bandage. “But speakin’ of scaring people, tell me about every last squeal that came out of that shit-stain while you were givin’ him the business.”

“Boy, howdy,” replied Rukia. “You’re gonna love this.”

As it turned out, he did.

~end

(hey, if you liked this, you should read my other fic on AO3)

#bleach fanfiction #renruki #renji abarai #rukia kuchiki #inuzuri #rukongai #misspent youth #my fanfic #drabbles #rukia is extremely rude i'm sorry #people think renji married up and they are incorrect

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sxngjunho · 6 years

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me, a little late to the party because i like to make myself awkward. but hey!! i’m g (20, gmt, she/her), presenting this absolute trash child and wannabe rockstar, song junho!! i play this guy a lot, in different variations, but i’m gonna be totally awkward since i haven’t been in a general rp in a hot minute (i usually deal with asian rps and they tend to be a little different). if you guys wanna plot or anything, you can hmu here. or if d*scord suits you better, you can add me at bunnyboo#5889. but enough of that, below the cut you can find out a little more about my son!

「 JEON JUNGKOOK, CISMALE, 24, RISE AGAINST. 」┈ did you read that latest viral gossip issue on SONG JUNHO? he is the BASSIST in RENEGADE, one of my favorite HARDCORE PUNK groups. they’ve been releasing music for FIVE YEARS now, but viral gossip has only been talking about them for the last MONTH. get this, i think i heard HE SUFFERS FROM SEX ADDICTION. they’re known as the DIRTBAG of the music industry, since they have a rep for being CONFIDENT but VULGAR, but who knows. maybe that will change once they become #1.

B A C K G R O U N D

okay so he’s originally from busan, south korea. his parents were your typical for slightly doting, mostly strict, so he was pretty closeted from a young age, kinda had to buckle down and study the majority of the time.

his parents were pretty reputable lawyers, though. they lowkey/highkey wanted him to follow in those same footsteps but, as a result of them being so high class, they’d constantly travel and drag him along for the ride.

so he had very little friends and it showed, he was very within himself and was kinda going through some kind of identity crisis? didn’t know what he was into, didn’t know who he was entirely, so his confidence was at an all time low.

it was like that for the majority of his childhood, up until he was in the middle of high school. his parents announced that they’d all be moving to america, specifically california.

it was all well and good but he suffered a lot with, like, bullying and what not.

so he got into this habit of completely abandoning his school work and classes in general, he was real smart anyway so it didn’t really have too much of an impact.

got into trying to discover himself. hung around with the local metalheads, started to really focus on his appearance and what music he listened to. got into creative escapes through as much, as well as through art.

obviously this continued up until college when he got in with renegade and he was a slut for it tbh

but as they started to get bigger, his confidence and what not did too. he pretty much became a cocky mess and it altered his personality

so when he was finally shown the ways of sex, it only went downhill from there

he has this mental thing going on. definitely sex addiction. kinda like when people receive gratification for eating, brings them pleasure and all and they ultimately have a higher respect for what they, themselves, are doing (happens with alcohol and whatever else, too). so as soon as junho had gotten a taste for it, it was like he needed more.

so he just actively sought it out thereafter, and here we are now.

P E R S O N A L I T Y

as much as junho can come across as a cocky asshole upon first meeting, his heart is in the right place. he just has trouble letting people in.

he can be very vulgar at times, and will actively make crude jokes. so of course, if you’re uncomfortable with that at all, just let me know, okay?

also can be very sarcastic, so keep that in mind. he has no problem sassing people half to death.

but when you get passed the walls and all, he’s a sweetheart and would do anything in his power to make you smile.

he has this thing against love, though. never experienced it, but his sex addiction just forces him away from emotional attachment in that way. could be thrown to the side, though; he probably needs a little love in his life tbh.

he’s very gay, by the way, and will actively make comments about it if the conversation is headed that way.

he’s korean, too, so keep in mind that english isn’t his first language and he will struggle just a little with certain words and phrases.

but yeah if you guys wanna plot or something, hit me up!!

#viral:intro #➤ o o c ┊ ❛ sorry. my hands are full. ❜#i think this is about it lmao #i tried okay it's been a long day but i wanted to get this out

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takadasaiko · 6 years

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Such Great Heights (a Wynonna Earp fanfic)

FFN II AO3

Summary: Everything looks perfect from far away, but the closer she looks the more cracks in that perfect façade Wynonna finds.

Part Two

The Sheriff's station was surprisingly empty as Willa made her way in that early afternoon, a hot tea in hand and she hadn't dared pick up a coffee for Wynonna. She knew herself well enough to just avoid the temptation. No alcohol and no caffeine. She'd forgotten how cranky being pregnant could make her.

"Hey, sis, what are you doing here?"

The eldest Earp sister turned to find Waverly standing at the front desk, leaning on it a little as if she had been chatting with Nicole before she'd interrupted. "I was looking for Wynonna."

"Oh, she and Dolls are out tracking down a lead on one of Wynonna's special cases," Waverly answered. "Something about a judge using kids to work illegal angles or something."

"She's been working more and more of those cases lately. You guys get the demons under control?"

"Dirtbag and demon aren't exactly mutually exclusive," Nicole pointed out. "The guy had some serious ties to Revenants back in the day."

"Anyway, I thought you wanted to stay away from all the Earp stuff," Waverly teased.

"Hey, I served my time with it. Daddy thought I'd be the Heir until you came along and Peacemaker all but flew into your hand."

Waverly gave a small smile and ducked her head. Willa reached out, playfully pooping her on the shoulder. "What did Mama always say? Everything has a purpose. You ended the curse and we're all free because of it. Grace too. Anyway, they used to come after all of us. Could you even imagine Robert fighting a demon?"

"I'm kind of surprised he even believes in all of the supernatural," Nicole murmured thoughtfully. "Most people I meet that are from Purgatory are all but brainwashed into ignoring everything that is happening around them."

"He's always been pretty open minded about it." Even so, Willa had plenty to be grateful for in that he'd never been dragged into the fight. He was a stubborn man and loyal as hell. He would have tried to do anything he could to help protect her, and it would have gotten him killed in the end. No, Mama was right, things work out as they should.

"Should I tell Wynonna you're looking for her?" Waverly asked, her voice a little hesitant as she pulled her older sister out of her thoughts.

"I'll catch up with her. She's just going to get the news second."

"What news?" Then it seemed to click. "Oh! You had you ultrasound today! Did you find out?"

Willa's grin only grew. "We did. Grace is having a baby brother."

Waverly squealed. "Have you picked out a name yet? Greyson maybe? Or is that too close? Maybe that's too close."

"Actually Robert and I like the name Wyatt."

The youngest Earp sister paused, her eyes growing just a little bit wider and her voice was soft when she spoke. "I like it."

Willa pulled in a steady breath. "Good, because I was going to ask if you'd be Wyatt's godmother."

Waverly blinked at her, her expression blank. "What? You want me to be…."

"Wynonna is Grace's, so it just seemed… right that you should be Wyatt's. I mean, you are kind of the keeper of all the family history and with us naming him Wyatt-"

"Yes!" Waverly squeaked. "Yes! Of course! I just thought… nevermind what I thought, yes! Wait, what's his middle name? Is it going to be Earp? Or would that be overdoing it just a little?"

A laugh escaped and she shook her head. "We haven't gotten that far yet. Probably not though." Her hazel gaze flickered over to Nicole. "We're asking you too, Nicole. I know you guys haven't tied the knot yet, but you're family."

Nicole's smile stretched. "Definitely. You know I love you guys."

"You hear that, Wyatt?" Waverly asked. "I'm not just Auntie Waverly anymore. I'm your godmother."

Willa groaned dramatically, swatting at her younger sister. "Gah… don't make me regret this," she teased, but suddenly she was being dragged forward as Waverly wrapped her arms around her tightly.

"I love you, sis."

"You too, Waves. Just… keep it quiet until I tell Wynonna? I promised her she'd be the first to know."

"I think she'll forgive you. Anyway, won't Robert tell her?"

Willa tilted her head in question. "Why would Robert tell her?"

"That's where they are, over at his school following up on some of the rumours about the judge," Nicole explained, glaring at the phone on the desk that started to ring.

"I need to get going," Willa offered. "Did you ever decide on a date for that announcement party?"

"I'm thinking the beginning of next month."

"Just let me know. I'll clear Shorty's for you and we'll get Doc to decorate. Who knew the man had a hidden talent?"

Waverly grinned at her and Willa offered her another quick hug before waving goodbye to Nicole who had the longest-suffering look on her face as she told whoever was on the other end of the phone that, again, this was the sheriff's office, not the bakery. Just another day in Purgatory.

It was amazing how certain judgements lingered long after they should have faded away. Wynonna felt like she was a student all over again as she shuffled through the halls, avoiding eye contact with some of the older teachers that recognized her from her days there. She hadn't been that bad, not really. She had smoked weed behind the gym, skipped a few classes, but all in all she'd been no worse than Willa the year ahead of her, and once they'd both been in high school together they had definitely raised more hell than they had separately, but no one seemed to remember Willa like they remembered Wynonna. It probably didn't help that Waverly followed after, her 4.0 average and perfect attendance a goal that Wynonna never would have been able to reach when she was there, much less in retrospect. Their parents hadn't played favourites, per se, but everyone loved Waverly. The perfect student, the perfect Heir…. Well, that was one thing Wynonna wouldn't envy her sister. She could keep that.

"I still can't believe you actually went to school here," Dolls said, breaking Wynonna from her train of thought. "I mean, like a normal teenager." He was bent over looking at the trophy case like he hadn't seen it half a dozen times since moving to Purgatory years before with the intention of working with Ward Earp to end the Revenant threat in the town. Instead he'd found three sisters dressed in black for their father's funeral after a terrible car accident and the youngest Earp the one able to fire the gun passed down from generation to generation. Wynonna had understood why he stuck it out in their crazy little town for the two years that it took Waverly and Team Earp - as she liked to call them - to take out all of the Revenants, but what had kept the war hero that could have taken his operation anywhere in the world in Purgatory of all places was still beyond her. Not that she was complaining. Dolls had given her purpose in her job. Apparently plain ol' Wynonna was pretty good at taking names and kicking ass, even when some of those asses she was kicking were demons drawn to Purgatory in the wake of the broken curse.

"Sort of normal. I was still an Earp."

"And all that entails. Tell me you weren't a cheerleader."

"You wish. That was Waverly. Willa went out for it one year too, but she didn't last long. Something about an attitude problem." A small smile played on her lips as she remembered how smug her big sister had been when she'd gotten booted. That had been the real accomplishment, not making it.

"Every teacher in this place hates you, don't they?"

"Well, not every one. There are some that don't know me. And I don't think Robert hates me. Kinda hard to get a read on the guy sometimes."

"He's been married to Willa since before I came into town."

"Six years…? No. Five. Between five and six." She struggled to put the memories in order. "They didn't date very long before tying the knot. They started dating after Doc and I did, but got married before us."

"Okay, that part doesn't shock me."

"Why's that?"

"It takes you a while to commit, Earp."

"Hey now, asshole."

Dolls lifted his hands in mock surrender. "Once you figure out what you want, you're all in, but getting there? Don't even try to tell me you're the trusting type."

"None of us are," Wynonna murmured. "I think that's why it surprised us that it happened so fast, but she trusted him. Robert was the exception to every norm Willa had."

"Seems to have worked out."

The bell rung overhead and doors opened all around them, sending kids flooding into the hallway. Wynonna and Dolls were bumped and jostled as teenagers rushed for their lockers. "This was a terrible idea!" she called over and between, wherever she could find a hole to try to shout at her partner.

"Not like we could just call her to the office," Dolls answered, pushing through to get closer to where Wynonna stood. "What'd you say her name was again?"

"Jessica… something."

"Helpful."

"Hey. Alice refused to go to sleep last night. She was determined we needed to watch Frozen at least five times before she'd even consider bed. You're lucky I'm not still sleeping, pal."

Dolls rolled his eyes, but she was sure she saw his lips quirk at the corners before he turned to use his height to survey the running students.

Somehow it was Wynonna who spotted her though, and she reached out to grab hold of Dolls' jacket to drag him along with her. "Hey! Hi. Jessica, right?"

The girl she'd spotted looked over with suspicious blue eyes, adjusting her backpack over one shoulder. She was tall and skinny, her clothes hanging off of her like they were hand-me-downs from someone much more broadly built. "Who are you?"

"I'm Deputy Marshal Dolls and this is Deputy Earp. We just have a few-"

"I didn't do anything and I have a class to get to," the girl answered and started past them.

"We know," Wynonna said as she reached out and latched onto the bag, effectively halting her escape. "We just want to ask you a few question and I promise you get to walk off to wherever you want to go after with a free pass through the class you're supposed to be in if you want it."

That caught her attention and she looked around as if to make sure they weren't being noticed. "The whole thing?"

"Yep." Wynonna could feel Dolls glaring at her, but it was the only way she was going to get this kid to talk. She felt familiar, somehow, like she knew her even though she couldn't remember seeing her before this.

Jessica nodded slowly, positioning herself in a less visible spot of the hall, her stance still tense and nervous. "I don't know what you think I know or what you think I've done," she muttered.

"Oh, we know what you've done. A few B&E's mostly," Dolls said and Wynonna felt the urge to elbow him in the ribs. Hard. She resisted though. Good cop, bad cop.

"Yeah, well, that's not news," the girl grumbled, her fingers playing at a long necklace that caught Wynonna's eyes. A key hung at the end of it, a few beads worked into the necklace itself.

She shook the strangest feeling of deja vu from her mind and focused. They were here to help this kid. The necklace wasn't important. "And you're answering to Judge Cryderman, right?" She watched the girl go quiet at that. "Yeah, I thought so. Real dick. That's the guy we're after. We just need to know if he's asked you to do anything illegal. Anything that he told you to keep to yourself. If he-"

"No," the girl snapped.

"Jessica, we can't help you if you don't help us," Dolls warned.

"I can't help you with something I don't know. So, if we're done, I gotta go."

She shoved past them, not even bothering with the pass for the class. Wynonna looked at Dolls and he huffed a frustrated sigh. "That guy is so dirty."

"Oh yeah."

"But if none of the kids will talk, we can't prove anything."

"I'm not saying I'd be willing to break into his office to find evidence, but I'd totally be willing to break into his office to find evidence."

Her partner offered her a glare that lacked any real commitment to it, but the conversation came to a halt as they spotted a familiar face. Robert Svane, his messenger bag hanging from one shoulder and keys in the opposite hand, paused in the middle of the hallway, peering through his glasses at them. "Hello," he greeted with one dark eyebrow quirked upward and a small, hesitant smile starting at his lips. "Harassing my students today?"

"Trying to catch a bad guy. We were hoping that one of them might have some answers for us."

"Oh, you won't get them to talk to you directly. Not with that," Robert said, motioning to the badge on Dolls' belt. "That makes you the enemy in their eyes."

"And you?"

Robert shrugged. "Depends on the student. Some talk, some don't."

"This one's Jessica. Long dark hair, key necklace?" Wynonna prompted and watched her brother-in-law's eyes narrow just a little as he tilted his head to indicate that they should follow him. He moved towards a room and pushed the door open.

Wynonna hadn't been in Robert's classroom in some time and her gaze swept over the rows of desks, the overflowing bookshelves, and finally came to rest on the framed photo of Willa kissing a giggling Grace that sat on his desk, a small smile working its way into place. He must have caught her looking at it because his own expression had lightened considerably when she looked back over at him. "Found out we're having a boy today," he told her. "That's where I've been, so you caught me just in time. I'd have had a class next hour."

"What do you know about the girl?" Dolls prompted.

Robert pulled in a deep breath, starting to unpack his bag on his desk. "She's in the foster system. I don't know the whole story, but I do know she's been in and out of St Jude's."

"Just Cryderman's type," Wynonna grumbled. "Someone no one would believe even if she'd be willing to ask for help. You think you could talk to her? Let her know we're not trying to hurt her?"

"I'll see what I can do."

She nodded, feeling like there should be more. It was something dancing on the edge of her mind, something that didn't fit or that shouldn't fit, she wasn't sure. After a moment she pushed it back. If she thought of it later, she'd know where to find him. She started to turn, but stopped. Maybe that was it. "Congrats, by the way."

Robert's grin flashed immediately. "Thanks."

"You guys have a name picked out?"

"Yeah. Wyatt. Just act surprised when Willa tells you. She's been lookin' forward to it."

Wynonna found herself smiling too. "Oh I know she has. Doc'll want to take you out to celebrate tonight. Just don't giving him any ideas, got it? Alice is more than enough right now."

"No promises," he offered with a sly wink and she rolled her eyes at him as she turned, Dolls moving with her as they went back onto the trail of a dirty judge.

Word traveled fast in the Earp clan and just as Wynonna had predicted Doc called for a celebration that evening. The last minute timing meant that only he and Robert actually made it to said celebration, but that worked out well enough. It would be like old times, just him and Robert and a few glasses of whisky between them. It would be just like their undergrad days.

Robert had rolled his eyes a little at that one, but Doc knew the man. He had always needed a little coaxing to loosen up and he relied on Doc to be the one to do it. What better excuse to have a few drinks and smoke a couple cigars did they have than finding out that Grace was getting a baby brother, just as Doc's precocious little niece had predicted.

"I'd say things worked out," Doc said, the words tumbling over each other a little more than they had a drink or two before. "We always said we might as well be family. Who'd've thought we'd marry two of the Earp sisters?"

Robert snorted a laugh, taking a long sip from his own glass. "Times do change."

"Ha. But sometimes you stick with the people who've seen it all." He motioned to the bartender. "You know he shaved most his hair sophomore year of undergrad on a bet he lost? I want you to picture Robert Svane with a mohawk for just a second. Man looked like a damn viking."

"That's his last one," Robert told the chuckling bartender, motioning to Doc's drink.

"Willa know about that?" the younger man asked.

"Oh, she has photos. I made sure of it," Doc assured him. "And one more. We're celebrating, and Robert ain't near drunk enough."

"Wynonna's gonna kill me," Robert managed as the bartender did as Doc asked and refilled his glass.

Doc flashed him a grin and gave a him shove, a little disappointed that the other man didn't tilt any more than he did on his barstool. Nope. Definitely not to their limit yet. "Another for him as well."

"Oh hell," Robert chuckled. "We are not repeating that night before graduation, you hear me, Holliday?"

The grin didn't fade as Doc lifted his glass to toast. "To every decision we've made that brought us here, good and bad, and to little Wyatt Svane."

Every argument that he might have made seemed to wash out of him at that as Robert clinked his glass to Doc's and the two tossed the whisky back in celebration of the newest addition.

Doc watched the other man as they both set the newly emptied glasses down, noticing the slower movements and the clumsy way he reached up to shove his glasses back up the bridge of his nose. There was that limit. He'd seen it many an evening over the years of their friendship. First in college, then when Robert had had visited each other during the darker haired man's master's program and Doc's brief stint through dental school. As different as they were, they'd remained close throughout it all, and here they were, years later, family.

And family took care of each other. He reached into his wallet and pulled out enough to cover both sets of drinks and tip before motioning to Robert. "C'mon."

A pair of icy blue eyes blinked owlishly at him from behind those glasses. "What?"

"You think this is the only thing I had planned? What kinda best friend would I be?"

Robert shook his head and stood a little unsteadily from his barstool. "You're the one that'll hate yourself in the mornin'," he drawled and Doc swung an arm around his shoulders.

"Oh, we'll find somethin' that gives you a hangover one of these days, don't you worry about that. It's on my list of life goals after all the times you've been fine and dandy the next mornin' with me sicker 'n a dog." His friend snorted and Doc grinned, guiding him towards the door of the bar. This was going to be a fun night.

By the time they reached the end of the main street that wound down to the path that led out towards the edge of town Robert was starting to recover at least some of the feeling in his face and extremities. His steps had steadied out just a little better, or he thought they had anyway, but then all of a sudden that strange sensation of sudden tunnel vision would hit that would screw with his equilibrium. Drinking with Doc Holliday was always a bad life choice. Fun, but a bad life choice.

"You got a lighter on you?"

It took a moment for the words to make their way through his mental filter to make sense of them and Robert looked over to where Hank had somehow managed to turn and actually look at him while still walking forward. Okay, well at least one of them was steady on their feet. "I quit when Gracie was born. You know that."

"Sure you did."

"I did."

Hank offered a shit-eating grin as he pulled out two cigars and Robert shook his head. "I hate you."

"You do not," his friend argued and started digging around in his own jacket pocket with his free hand for something to get them lit with. He held one out and Robert took it.

"So we needed to come all the way out to the town line to smoke these?"

"Nah. Coulda done that back behind Shorty's." He found what he was looking for and the flame jumped up from the zippo.

Robert shook his head and leaned in, letting the flame burn the end of the ready cigar and he inhaled, feeling the nicotine hit and the smoke travel down his throat. Damn. He'd really tried to forget how much he missed smoking.

"We came out to the edge of town because I'm gonna teach you to shoot."

Blue eyes popped open and glared over his glasses, smoke releasing along with the one word answer he gave. "No."

"Yes." Hank lit his own cigar and Robert watched him carefully as he inhaled, his lips twitched upward like he thought he'd already won this argument. "You grew up in Purgatory and never learned to shoot. That's why you don't like guns. You don't know how to use one."

It was only then that Robert caught sight of the pistol tucked away in its holster. More people carried than not in Purgatory, even into the bars, so it hadn't phased him until right then and his thin lips twitched doward. "You're drunk."

"So are you. That's when you make the best decisions of your life."

"Oh that is not true," the darker haired man managed, the words riding out on a chuckle. Funny, he thought he was sobering up a lot faster right about then.

"I promise not to shoot you if you'll say the same," Hank laughed as he started for the fence line, eyes scanning for something along the bushes. It took him a few minutes, but he found a few empty cans from whatever teenagers had come out here to avoid getting caught with their party. He lined them up on the rock fence between the metal bars, grinning as he finally returned, pulling the pistol from his belt and Robert took a very purposeful step back.

"You're drunk enough to see double. Exactly how do you plan to hit-"

The first shot made him jump and the first can, fit between the bars, went flying. The second went after that, and finally a third. Hank looked very satisfied with himself. The fact that Robert was gaping at him probably didn't hurt. He'd always known the man was a good shot, but this drunk? Not to mention at night and between the bars of the old fence.

"Your turn."

"Oh no. I'm more than happy to watch."

"You married an Earp, Robert. The fact that Willa hasn't-"

"Willa was well aware I couldn't shoot when we got married. Hadn't forgotten that in the five years since either."

Hank all but shoved the pistol into his hand and Robert took a deep drag from his cigar. He thought he could use another whisky right about then. "Fine," he all but growled, shoving the smoking cigar into his grinning friend's hand as he shifted the gun from his right to his left hand and back a couple more times, trying to decide which it felt more comfortable in. Neither. Neither was the answer to that question.

"You're a lefty aren't you?" Hank asked.

"I write with my left, yeah. Few things with my right."

"Think they call that ambidextrous."

"They do," Robert agreed and he leveled the gun, wondering just what would happen if the bullet happened to hit one of the bars. He could just see it ricocheting off to one side, doing some damage or the other that he'd never meant. This had to be the dumbest thing he'd done in years. If he thought about it, most of his truly dumb decisions had been made after he and Hank drank way too much. He had the scars to prove it.

Motion to his left caught his attention and Robert spun to look, taking the gun with him and causing Hank to jump back. "Woh, first lesson is you don't point that thing at someone you ain't willin' to shoot."

Robert immediately let the barrel drop. "Did you see that?"

Hank turned, scanning the treeline where Robert was sure that he'd seen something move just moments before. He shrugged. "Probably a bird or a coon. Maybe a deer?"

"Right."

"Don't let it spook ya. Just aim and fire."

"Right," he repeated, swallowing hard and forcing himself to relax. He put pressure on the trigger, steadying himself to pull it, and nearly jumped out of his skin as his phone started vibrating in his pocket. The shot went off and the gun recoiled, leaving him standing there for a long moment just gaping in the direction the bullet had sailed, finally snapping his mouth shut hard enough that his teeth clicked together and he shoved the gun back into Hank's hands. "I shot it."

"You have got to be the worse shot I have ever seen in my life," his friend chuckled, exchanging the gun for the cigar and Robert was much happier for it.

He put the cigar to his lips and inhaled deeply as he fumbled to pull his cell out of his pocket, his fingers still feeling a bit clumsy. Apparently the adrenaline hadn't fully burned the alcohol out of his system. "'lo?" he answered, not bothering to look at the caller ID.

"Is Doc still with you?"

Dark brows drew together and he double checked the phone, seeing Wynonna's name and a photo of her flipping him off light up the screen. "Yeah. He's got a phone too, y'know."

"That'd be great if he would answer it. What the hell are you boys doing? You're not at Shorty's."

Robert chuckled, shifting the phone so he wasn't speaking directly into it and mouthed Wynonna in answer to Hank's confused expression. That seemed to confuse him even more and he went searching for his own phone.

"We're at the town line. He thought it'd be a smart choice to try to teach me how to shoot."

"Yeah? How'd that one go?" his sister-in-law chuckled.

"'Bout how you'd expect. Hank, you lose your phone?"

"Mustta left it at the bar. Let's head back for it. You're a hopeless case anyway."

"On this, yeah. I do a few other things alright though."

"You guys heading back then?" Wynonna asked, reminding him that she was still on the line.

"Yeah, you wanna check with the bartender to see if he's got it. We're…" There it was again. The same movement. It caught Robert's gaze and this time he was certain it wasn't an animal.

"Robert!"

Robert spun when Hank shouted, but it wasn't his friend that was suddenly behind him. He thought he heard Wynonna yell over the phone, but it went flying from his hands as he stumbled back, finding a creature standing right in front of him that was most certainly not human either. Robert hit the ground hard, rolling to his left to avoid the clawed creature that came down after him, and he struggled to his feet as a shot rang out from Hank's direction.

The creature stumbled, hit square in the chest, but it only knocked it back enough to give Robert a chance to put a little distance between himself and it. Hank shot again and a terrible roar erupted from it.

"I think the only thing you're managin' to do is piss it off," he said lowly as he finally got to his friend's side. "I thought all the Revenants were supposed to be gone. Waverly broke the curse. What the hell is that thing?"

"There are still plenty'a demons drawn here. Looks like we found one of them."

Robert couldn't help but stare, the creature straightening itself out so that it loomed over both men's heights. It was ragged, dark, and looked ready to rip them limb from limb. He'd always believed in the supernatural, but seeing it like this, up close and in person, was something else entirely. "We can't outrun that."

"We're gonna have to try. Aim for the line. Maybe it's like the others and can't cross it."

It was worth a shot. It couldn't get both of them at least and if Hank's theory worked out, then they could get across the line and wait for Wavelry to bring her gun and send the thing back where it belonged.

Robert risked a look behind him, spotting the demon making a beeline for Hank who raised his pistol, the gun giving a echoing click proving that he'd used the last bullet in the chamber. "Hey!" he called out, catching the demon's attention and suddenly it was on him. Robert turned and ran.

He made it to the gate and was right at the line, but his boot hit a patch of ice and he felt himself falter. He twisted, trying to catch himself and he felt a burning sensation as he did, but he didn't have time to try to figure out what he'd twisted out of place as one of the clawed hands grabbed hold of the back of his jacket and dragged him back, throwing him roughly to the ground. He hit hard, his head bouncing off the half-frozen ground and the world pulsed around him dangerously, dark spots dancing across his vision. He was fighting a losing battle for consciousness, Hank's shouts sounding further and further away as the darkness closed in around him.

Notes: Well, that didn't take long for them to find trouble, did it? I hope everyone has a fantastic New Years! I plan to get some more writing done this evening :D

#Wearp fanfic #Wynonna Earp #Bobo Del Rey #Doc holliday #Waverly Earp #Nicole Haught #Willa Earp #Such Great Heights

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