#hey uhhhhh mother nature WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT

[eddievanhammettmunson]

Falling like Snow

Eddie Munson x Female Reader

Author's note- Hiiiii everyone I’m back with a little reader x Eddie one shot. I wrote this cause I personally have never seen snow in my whole life and I can just imagine Eddie wanting to make it special. So yeah I drew a lot from my real life for this but let’s not analyze that. I wrote this pretty quickly between other stories I’m working on so I’m sorry if it sucks <3

Warnings- foul language probably, mentions of drugs (weed) uhhhhh probably will be it. Hopefully fluffy

Summary- y/n tells Eddie how they’ve never seen snow. When the reader finally gets to see snow Eddie decides to make it special. 2.4k words

“Never? Not even once? How is that possible? Haven’t you lived in Hawkins for like 4 years now?”

For some reason Eddie’s line of questioning almost felt embarrassing. Hiding your face behind your hands you begin to respond.

“It’s not like I did it on purpose. I think the snow avoids me wherever I go”

Eddie laughed at your response as he took a long drag of the joint he was holding in his hand before passing it to you.

“I just don’t get it. How can you have gone this long without seeing it?”

“I’m not really sure. Everywhere I go seems to have heat waves when I go there and it only snows in Hawkins whenever I happen to be visiting home. It’s as if I’m just not meant to see it” upon saying the last sentence you actually find yourself a bit sad.

Eddie can hear the sadness in your voice and decided to try and lighten the mood.

“I don’t think snow avoids you. I think you might just be so insanely hot that snow can’t physically exist in the same area as you”

You laugh as you take a hit causing you to cough quite a bit and you look at him with a coy smile before leaning across the couch to give him a quick peck on the lips.

Although you guys had only become official recently it managed to feel like you and Eddie had been together for years. Whenever you two were around each other it just felt like that’s where you were meant to be.

For weeks after that conversation Eddie kept hoping it would snow. He wanted to go meet Mother Nature and somehow convince her to make it snow just for you. It almost weirded Eddie out now that you said something about it. Almost Christmas in Hawkins and there hasn’t been any snow fall all winter. It was bizarre. Maybe snow really did avoid you.

***

It was a Friday night in your bedroom listening to cassettes and eating some food when the phone began to ring. Hopping up from your place on the bed you go to answer it.

“Hello?”

“Hey. How’s my fair maiden this evening?”

“A bit bored to be totally honest. How’s my knight in shining armor?”

“Going out of his mind without his princess. Can I come pick you up? Bring you back to mine for a sleepover?”

The giddiness that left your body could be heard over the phone. Making Eddie laugh.

“I’ll take that as a yes. I’ll be there in 20”

You quickly ran to your closet and grabbed your usual bag as you threw some outfits and movies and a toothbrush in your bag and flung it over your shoulders. Not bothering to change out of your pajamas you decide to wait on the porch for Eddie.

It definitely takes Eddie more than 20 minutes to get to your house. As you sit there waiting on the porch you realize just how cold it is and you think about running in to grab some warmer clothes but decide you’re too lazy to walk all the way back upstairs. You’re sat there for so long that your teeth are chattering and your whole body is shaking by the time Eddie’s van arrives.

As Eddie pulls up to your house he sees you sitting on the porch and is immediately hopping out of his Van and running up to you.

“Baby what the fuck are you doing?!? It’s freezing out here? You tryna catch something?”

As he finally reaches you and you stand up on shaky legs he reaches out to grab your bag for you and his hand brushes yours, feeling just how cold you are. Upon feeling how cold you are and observing how badly you’re shaking he pulls you in for a hug. Pulling away from the hug he shrugs off his leather jacket and puts it on you.

“Shit baby. Let’s get you to the van you’re gonna freeze to death out here”

He ushers you to the van and immediately rolls up the windows and doesn’t smoke the entire drive home as he has the heat on full blast for you.

“I’m so sorry I was late, baby. I took the usual street but there was a bad accident on the road so we had to detour. That’s why I’m taking the long way home”

“It’s okay Eddie really. I should have just waited for you inside”

“Yeah why didn’t you?”

You look back out at the window and to the sky where the clouds are gathered above your head. “Looks like there’s a storm coming. Was hoping I’d get to see some lighting action”

Eddie removed one of his hands from the steering wheel and rubbed it up and down your thigh for a moment before intertwining your frozen hand with his warm one.

***

Upon reaching Eddie’s trailer he gave you some of his sweatpants and a long sleeved shirt to wear. As you were changing in the bathroom Eddie decided to make a cozy set up in the living room bringing some blankets and pillows and even lighting the few candles he had. Making sure to order pizza before setting out the movie selections he had for you two.

Upon eating the pizza and putting on a movie of your choice you find yourself drifting away on Eddie’s couch wrapped in his arms. He finds himself drifting off with you as he runs his hands over your back.

In the early hours of the morning Eddie’s eyes begin to flutter open and he takes in his surroundings. His eyes float down to wear you’re resting on his chest and he just watches you breathe for a moment. Basking in your company as his eyes continue to float through the room before his eyes land on the window.

Outside he can see the white snowflakes falling towards the ground. As silently and slowly as he can he maneuvers out from under you and gently rests your head on the pillow of the couch. Quietly rushing over to the window he looks out to see the entire trailer park covered in snow.

Eddie looks back at you for a moment and admires your face before rushing into his room. He grabs his leather jacket and a sweatshirt and begins looking for some clothes for you. You were surely going to look ridiculous in all these gigantic clothes but he didn’t care.

Walking back to the living room Eddie kneels next to the couch and begins to run his hand along your face gently stroking. On your forehead he lightly taps his fingers a few times and your eyes begin to flutter open.

“Hey baby…” he whispers trying to lull you out of your sleep.

“Baby come on you gotta get up”

You open one eye and look up at him from the couch.

“Come on Ed’s I’m comfy. Why’s I gotta get up”

You drape your arm across your face dramatically and cuddle deeper into the couch.

“Fine fine I just wanted to take my girl out to see the snow but if you wanna stay in here so badly I won’t force you”

Your eyes shot open and you sat up straight. Looking from his eyes and to the window behind him you shoot up off the couch and rip open the curtains to see the ground covered in snow. Without thinking you rip open the door to the trailer and run out into the snow barefoot.

“Y/N?!?? WAIT'' Eddie came running out after you trying to grab you. He paused his movements and just watched you. Watched as his crazy girl stood there barefoot and underdressed in the snow as you stood there attempting to catch a snowflake on your tongue. He’d never seen anything quite beautiful and he wanted to capture every detail of you in this moment and keep it in his heart forever. It almost wasn’t a choice he knew he’d never forget you in this moment.

You finally took your eyes off the snow and turned to look at him.

“Isn’t it beautiful Ed’s? It’s amazing”

“Yeah…it’s stunning. Never seen anything quite like it”

He wasn’t looking at the snow. You knew that and it made you blush. Forcing yourself to turn your attention from the weather you walk over to Eddie and give him a kiss. He wraps his arms around you and lifts you up wrapping your legs around his waist as he begins walking to the trailer.

“Wait Ed’s I wasn’t done I wanna play in the snow more!”

“Don’t worry, pretty girl, I'll get you back out there when you’re dressed for it. Lucky you didn’t lose a toe standing out there all barefoot baby”

Getting back In the trailer you change into the outfit Eddie picked out for you and true to what he suspected, it looked totally ridiculous on you. You didn’t care. Even running out the door in his big boots and sweatpants that threatened to trip you with every step. You didn’t let any of it slow you down.

Eddie made sure to grab his Polaroid as you made your way back to the snow. He was going to make sure to capture as much as he could. Watching as you collapsed into the snow he grew worried for a second before realizing what you were doing.

“COME ON EDDIE!!!! YOU GOTTA MAKE A SNOW ANGEL WITH MEEEEEE”

He shook his head and set the camera down on the steps of his trailer and went to make snow angels with you. When you were done making matching snow angels he took photos of it. He also took pictures of you covered in snow.

He took photos of you sticking your tongue out to catch more snowflakes and this time he couldn’t resist. Sneaking up on you when you weren’t paying attention and sticking his tongue out to lick yours in a sloppy kiss forcing you to miss the snowflakes but causing you both to laugh.

Eddie was able to teach you how to make a snowman for the first time.

“Eddie we can’t have our snowman smoking a cigarette and it’s a waste of a cigarette anyways”

“Okay if I can’t have the cigarette then I’m putting the horns back on the table”

“Fine Eddie. He’ll be the most metal snowman ever”

Upon completion of the snowman and celebratory photos you stood there staring at the snowman. Admiring your work as Eddie walked up from behind and wrapped his arms around you, resting his head on your shoulder.

As the two of you stood there you weren’t expecting to hear another voice.

“Y/n?!? Eddie?!? Where the hell have you two been? Neither of you answered the radio!”

Eddie sighed and turned towards the group of kids walking towards them from Max’s trailer.

Turning to Dustin and delivering his sentence with as much snark as Dustin had asked them in.

“We’ve been busy butthead. What do you guys want”

None of the children said anything but Max held up a fist full of snow and you very quickly got the hint. Taking cover, you and Eddie begin to battle the children in a snowball fight. Eventually Steve, Robin, Nancy, and Jonathan arrived after Eddie sent them an sos over the radio. They joined your team and you all had an epic battle across the trailer park.

After hitting Mike and Lucas with some sick snowballs you and Eddie take cover behind his van. Out of breath from running. You’re in the process of making another snowball and notice that Eddie isn’t. Looking up you find him staring at you.

“Come on Ed’s we need some ammo” you try to place some snow in his hands but he just drops the snow and takes your hand in his as he looks you in the eyes.

“I’m in love with you”

Nothing mattered in that moment. Not the snow, not the ensuing snowball battle, not inter dimensional monsters. Nothing. Nothing outside of you and him crouched beside that van mattered. As the tears welled in your eyes and you jumped into his arms for a deep kiss as your hands stroked through his hair.

Leaning back you grab his face in your hands.

“I’m in love with you too Ed’s”

You gave him a gentle kiss on his nose and then his lips.

Eventually the gang made their way into the trailer and Nancy made everybody some hot cocoa as everyone gathered in the living room to watch tv. You and Eddie got to sit on the couch and the rest of the gang had to find seating on the floor or wherever they could find as you all watched a National Lampoons Christmas Adventure.

Laying on Eddie’s chest and studying his face instead of the actual movie until he couldn’t ignore the feeling of you watching him. His hand trails up and down your side.

“Hey pretty lady. What’s goin on in that head of yours''

“If I say I fell for you the way the snow falls would you find that too cheesy?”

“No. I don’t think that’d be cheesy at all”

He kissed the top of your head and watched as you drifted off on top of him once again. Throughout the night all the guests eventually made their way home and it was just you and Eddie left. As the snow fell atop the trailer all Eddie could think about was the words you’d said to him and he couldn’t help but agree. Falling for you the way the snow falls. How he fell for you steadily and softly. Upon falling for you all his love piles on top of itself. Covering your relationship in a blanket of warm snow. And upon this realization he hugs you closer and drifts to sleep.

#stranger things #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson x reader #eddie stranger things #eddie munson #eddie x reader #stranger things imagine #stranger things fluff #stranger things fanfiction #stranger things x reader #stranger things x y/n #stranger things 4 #fanfiction #fanfic #fluff imagine

[slyeposting]

So was anyone going to tell me that there’s a deep sea squid with 20ft long tentacles that scientists know next to nothing about or was I just supposed to find that in my nightmares myself

#hey uhhhhh mother nature WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT #magapinna squid #bigfin squid #scary animals #sea creature #biology #marine biology #creepy

[cyanwormonastring]

Dinner With Fall Out Boy, Arctic Monkeys, and Mother Mother (Courtesy of Spotify)

Me: Okay guys, well let's talk a little bit about ourselves

MM: I wear women's underwear

Me: Uh- okay sure. Patrick?

FOB: You are a brick

Me: Hey that's not very nice, and it's not even true

FOB: You're secret's out and the best part is it isn't even a good one

Me: I'M NOT A BRICK

FOB: You're a canary

Me: Thank you? I guess? Wow you guys are pretty weird

AM: I'm going back to 505

Me: Where exactly is that?

AM: If it's a 7-hour flight or a 45-minute drive

Me: That- that didn't help

AM: You took a left off last laugh lane

Me: I literally understand 0 words that you're saying, Alex.

AM: *leaves*

Me: *looks around* Oh no my phone!

AM: *comes back*

Me: Oh great, help me find it

AM: I don't know what you're looking for

Me: My phone, why did you leave anyway? It's raining outside

AM: Dancing to electro-pop like a robot

Me: *tiredly* He's at it again

MM: I got a baseball bat beside my bed

Me: Now now Ryan, we're not resorting to violence

AM: Arabella's got some interstellar gator skin boots

Me: *thinks* Yet

AM: *starts floating*

Me: Wh- Alex, whAT ARE YOU DOING

AM: Up up and away

Me: GET HIM DOWN TF

FOB: *also starts floating*

Me: Good, thank you, Patrick

FOB: We're goin' down, down

Me: Yeah I can see that

Me: Ryan?

MM: Uh-oh, ye-ah

Me: *blinks* Go get your baseball bat

MM: It's so damn cold

Me: Eh, you do have a point, it's still pouring outside. Hey, Alex, how come you aren't soaking wet?

AM: Do I wanna know?

Me: You mean YOU don't even know? Do the laws of nature even apply to you?

AM: You can't be sure

Me: I swear to God these people-

FOB: I am the opposite of amnesia

Me: What does that even mean

FOB: But you will remember me, remember me for centuries

Me: Oh thanks, I think Alex is corrupting my brain with nonsense

MM: My daddy's got a gun gagagagaga

Me: WHAT DOES THAT EVEN MEAN

MM: Gagagagaga

FOB: Have you ever wanted to disappear?

MM: I've grown tired of this body

Me: Uhhhhh do ya mind continuing this conversation later?

FOB: I'm dizzy

Me: Okay, umm I guess just go home now

FOB: I can't remember

Me: Can't remember what?

FOB: We're all just fucked

Me: WHAT'S GOING TO HAPPEN

*mountain falls*

FOB: I can move mountains, I can work a miracle *can't move mountain*

Me: Okay *now* go get the bat, Ryan, it stopped raining, maybe you can move it?

MM: *holding bat* You better run

*mountain runs away*

Me: I feel like I'm in an episode of Looney Tunes or something

Me: Well it's time to leave

AM: The road

Me: Yeah that's where you're going, I'm assuming you're driving yourself

FOB: But I don't know much about classic cars

Me: Then how are you getting home?

FOB: Yellow checkered cars

Me: Fair enough, any last words?

FOB: Thanks for the memories, even though they weren't so great

Me: I mean I appreciate the honesty

AM: Four stars out of five

Me: You couldn't even give me 5 stars?

AM: *leaves*

MM: I don't walk along with anybody, and I don't stop to talk to anybody

Me: Okay fine you can walk by yourself

*waits until they all leave*

Me: Ugh finally they're gone, this place is a mess

B: Permanent jet laaaaag, please take me back

Me: WHAT THE FUCK IS BRENDON URIE DOING HERE *hits him with a bat* SHOO

Me: *calls Fall Out Boy* Yeah pick up your friend he's lying on the floor

FOB: Thnks

Me: No problem

B: *gets up like nothing ever happened*

Me: How??

B: Well I'm afraid that I, well I may have faked it

Me: Can you guys just go already?

FOB: *sprinkles fairy dust on me* You'll never remember

Me: Remember what?

FOB & B: *leaves*

Me: I have no idea what happened

#fall out boy #arctic monkeys #mother mother #dinner #music #if you think about it it's just a really weird fanfiction #ew no i hate that

[aiiizawa]

Cecilia wondered if it was an extended, bad dream.  The sensation of falling all around them— the bright, blue sky being blinding with interspersed clouds of pure white and the blurry form of buildings flying past them.  They were no stranger to dreams about falling out of the sky, or some building.   Almost bored, they closed their eyes and tried to change the dream to something else, maybe even give themselves the ability to fly.  

…

……

………

That wasn’t working. 

In a flash, Cecilia opened their eyes and tried to look around.  How fast were they falling?  How close was the ground??  How could this happen when they lived on the GROUND FLOOR of a house with NO SECOND STORY— Cecilia was going to scream,definitely, but the sensation changed almost immediately.  What was once the rush of cold air flying behind them was now being shielded, and they gently opened one of their eyes hesitantly.

“Worry not, my young friend!!  I am here!!”

A booming, familiar voice.  This face…. Long, blonde hair…bright blue eyes nearly eclipsed by the strong bone structure of his face.

“ALL MIGHT?!”  The accusation came out faster than their brain could stop it.

“YES!””  His answer, brilliant and shining in the sun, took the wind out of them even further.  They stared up at him, mouth hanging agape as he deftly jumped with them to the ground.  Apparently, not the correct response, as he had a brief look of shock on his face, but it disappeared as fast as it came, so they chalked it up to the brightness of the sun around them and their imagination.  A small crowd had appeared around the two of them as All Might gently placed them onto the floor swiftly, placing both of his huge hands on their shoulders.

“Now, my young friend, as much as life may be hard for you-- or perhaps you were merely experimenting with your quirk-- You must value your life!!  It is not to be carelessly thrown away!”  He enunciated these words firmly, eyes boring into theirs as they blinked.  There was a misunderstanding somewhere there, definitely, but they couldn’t seem to find a moment to interject as he continued his well-meaning lecture.  More than likely, they were in a bit of shock.  First of all…that was All Might.  ‘That’ All Might.  The world’s greatest hero, the symbol of peace.... That is, in their favorite shounen manga.  Undeniably, they could feel his hand on their shoulder and his finger wag as he continued, and the way their neck hurt from attempting to look up to him.  Slowly, they tried to look around themselves.  Aside from All Might (surprisingly in his normal clothes), there were several heroes hovering nearby...even some in the sky.  They could read advertisements on the various buildings and hear the speakers announce clearly.

‘Be Free to Be You-- Unique Styles for your Unique Body Type.’

‘QUIRKS ARE DEVELOPING SOONER THAN YOU THINK.  IF YOUR CHILD SHOWS SIGNS OF DEVELOPING THEIR QUIRK, DON’T BE LEFT BEHIND.  QUIRK COUNSELORS IN YOUR AREA ARE SPECIALLY TRAINED TO MAKE SURE THAT YOUR CHILD CAN GO BEYOND’

‘Attention: those trying to commute to the 4th Ward on the train should make alternative arrangements as a recent villain attack has left the tracks unable to be used.  For the time being--’

As their gaze flickered between the various sights, oblivious to the world around them, All Might continued.  “If you have any other problems, please do not hesitate to take advantage of this country’s mental health services!   You have your whole future before you!  Go beyond!!  Plus Ultra!!”  He took a step back, saluted, and went to leap away.

Away.

Hold on--

“W-W-WAIT, DON’T G--”  Cecilia, finally realizing that he would be their best bet to understand things, reached out to stop him, hand outstretched.

“HA HA HA!!  DO TAKE CARE!!”  In a flash that was more powerful than they had thought, even when he had just saved him, he was gone.  Well, fuck.  Cecilia was frozen in place for just a moment, and then turned their attention to the crowd around them that was already dissipating since the attraction, All Might, had just vanished.  A couple of well-meaning people approached, asking if they needed help to a hospital, to which they firmly denied.  An embarrassed flush came to their face, so they bowed quickly and dodged them, walking in a random direction to make more sense of their bearings.  As soon as they had managed to filter in through the crowd and walk a little bit, Cecilia leaned up against the wall in a nearby alleyway.  

First things first, they needed to take stock of what they had on them.  Thankfully, they weren’t in their pajamas or anything...a blessing, since the last thing they remembered was crawling into bed at a late hour.  Simple pair of jeans (with pockets!  That was epic.) and a comfortable shirt that they recognized from their closet that had flowers decorating the front.  Worn tennis shoes, and...they patted their back pocket firmly.  Yes.  Quickly pulling out their phone, they hoped they’d have some information.  However, quickly running through their phone, it was clear it wasn’t the case.  No apps, except for an unnamed app that resembled the original internet browser and the notepad.  They didn’t think it was possible to have a phone like this; they never messed with it in this fashion.  At first, the thought did come across that perhaps their phone had been switched, but the telltale crack in the screen protector…the case and phone holder that they chose specifically together...there was no way it wasn’t their phone.  Idly, they tried to open the browser, but even then...nothing. ‘BAD GATEWAY’ was written in bold, dark letters each time they tried to reset.  Heaving a sigh, they decided to shove it back into their pocket rather than waste anymore battery.  For now, they’d just have to keep it in case something DID work.  Now...to figure out what to do now.  They didn’t have their purse, so it wasn’t like they could go anywhere with no money or identification.  Even if they did...the currency was a problem.  Cecilia debated about sitting down and just going ‘fuck it’, but in the end, decided on a random direction and started walking.

Even if the circumstances were the absolute worst, they’d always wanted to go to Japan, so they at least took in the sights.  It was really neat, especially with quirks everywhere, it was hard not to stare.  Naturally colored hair in so many fun colors...they frowned briefly at their reflection.  Would it have been too much to ask for some fucking pink hair without effort?  Everything else was the same.

“Um, excuse me…?  Are you alright?”  A young voice called out to them, and they swiftly turned on their heel to answer.

“Ah, yeah-- I’m fine, sorry, I’ll move.”  Cecilia bowed quickly and shuffled to the side.  The young man put his hands out in refusal.

“Oh no!  I just...recognized you from the article.  You just got rescued by All Might, right?  I saw you wandering around and-- Not that I was stalking or following you or anything!!  But you seemed confused and I wanted to know if you needed help to the hospital or anything--”  He stammered as Cecilia stared at him.

Green hair.  Not just any green hair, a very special, curly head of green hair…and freckles…

Wait a minute--  Cecilia recognized him immediately.  It took a minute because he wasn’t in the U.A. uniform, but that couldn’t have been anyone but Izuku Midoriya.  Looking down at his black gakuran, could it be?  Putting the clues from All Might’s appearance earlier, they must have been put in the very beginning of the story.  Made sense.  However…

Cecilia blinked.  If he was right here and wanted to take them to the hospital…he wouldn’t have his interaction with the sludge villain that let him meet All Might.  The thought sent a chill down their spine.  Absolutely fucked, they couldn’t let that happen.  Cecilia needed a plan, fast, and thankfully, there was always ol’ reliable.

Lying.

“Hey, you’re, uhhhhh, Midoriya-kun?  Yes?”  They asked him, tilting their head slightly.  Midoriya blinked rapidly in shock, round eyes widening.

“H-Huh?  How do you know my name?”  He asked incredulously.  He looked a little bit suspicious, but more shocked than anything else.

“I live in your apartment complex!  I’m really new, both to this country and to the city;”  Not a lie.  Technically.  “I didn’t recognize you until just now!   Unfortunately, you’re right.  I am a bit lost, but I just wanted to get home.  Would you mind walking me there?”  They flashed him their best smile, putting forth what they hoped was a trustworthy and slightly embarrassed face.  He thought for a moment, and then immediately nodded.

“O-Oh!  Of course!  I had heard that someone had moved in earlier, what a coincidence!”  He laughed brightly, bowing.  “I’m Izuku Midoriya.  I live with my mother-- Well, you probably already met her already if you know me.”  He stuck his hand out with a friendly smile and they grinned and introduced themselves as they shook his hand.

“Nice to meet you, Midoriya-kun.”  Cecilia smiled, nodding once and then returning their hands to their pockets.  “Lead the way, sir.”

They felt a little bit bad that they were having a child lead them into what they fully knew was danger on a full and blatant lie...but that would be a problem for Midoriya after he had his fated encounter with All Might.  After that...it’d be fine.

Probably.  He was a forgiving child.

“So you just graduated middle school, huh?  Wow, you must be really excited to start high school.  What school are you aiming for?”  They asked conversationally as they walked.  For the most part, even though he was TERRIBLY shy and only called them by their last name despite asking for him not to, he was pretty talkative.  

“I-- I want to go to U.A!  It might be silly of me, especially after everything that happened today, but…”  he sighed.  “It’s all I want to do, even though I’m quirkless.”  Cecilia nodded along.

“Of course, of course.  I get you, Midoriya-kun.  Don’t worry.  I know you’re gonna be a great hero, no matter what.  After all, you saw me lost and approached me.  The kind of person who can’t leave troubled people alone, I think, is a good candidate for a hero.”

They might have been a little biased, though.  He grinned bashfully, happy to be praised by an adult.  “Thank you, Love-san.  I really appreciate that…”  He scratched behind his neck.  “I’ve been feeling really discouraged recently, so thank you for believing in me, even though we’ve just met.”

Oops.  Cecilia laughed it off nervously.  “Well, you know, I’m an American.  We tend to say whatever’s on our mind!”  At that, they launched into a discussion (read: Midoriya infodumping) about All Might’s time in America.  It was very informative, even though it was hard for them to understand a lot of it with how fast he was speaking.  Mostly, he seemed content to have someone listen to him, so they did just that and tried to keep watch on where the sludge villain would finally come.  After the fourth underpass they walked under, they were starting to wonder if maybe their appearance had fucked up the timeline.  Taking a quick minute, they rubbed their temple gently.

Noticing they stopped, Midoriya turned and looked back concernedly.  They opened their eyes to tell him it was nothing, but stopped, suddenly making eye contact with the grate bubbling at their feet.

“Love-san...?”  He asked.  His eyes were so wide, and then, the manhole cover seemed to explode. A disgusting, creeping feeling crawled up their leg.

“Two disguises?  What a wonderful day I’m having, especially after having just run into that man here…”  Disgusting, cold, sticky.  They tried to kick him off but it was no use.  Midoriya ran running to their aid, even as he was also being ‘tried on for size.’

“You’re a little too short, so I don’t think I’ll bother with you...but I can’t have you running off to the cops.”  The viscous, amorphous fluid flowed freely into their mouth, leaving a rancid taste behind.  At this point, they couldn’t even see Midoriya, who was still trying desperately to save them even as his own airway was being blocked.

Maybe it was their karma for lying to him and getting him to follow them?  That sure would be a kick in the head.  Even with their eyes closed, a deeper, darker blackness was coming over them.  They hoped All Might would come here soon, damn it…They didn’t want to die for nothing.

“Have no fear, my boy!”

That voice, once again.  All of a sudden, a huge, unrelenting pressure from a different direction that seemed to force the villain out of their body.  As they sunk to their knees, and then flat on their face, they just barely saw him do the same to Midoriya.  Cecilia had just one thought.

Fucking finally.

It had been a hell of a day.

#txt #writing stuff #hello this is my SUPREMELY self indulgent fanfic

[maladaptive-ninja-returns]

The Bad Guy (1)

Bucky x fem!Reader

CHAPTER 1: THE FAKEOUT

Series: A Bad Guy ruins Bucky’s day. But turns out it’s the bad guy he needs to seek help from after all. New York may not have changed much for him, but there are certain things he is discovering to be quite new!

Chapter warnings: swearing.

A/N: @writing-prompt-s​ once gave a prompt last year that stuck with me…I don’t remember the exact wordings but it had something to do with the reader/writer being the villain having a crush on the hero, always finding excuses (or crimes) to meet them. One day they are getting their ass beat and you decide to jump in and save the day. This one is same but with a liiiiiiiitle twist

Word Count: There are times I wish I was a llama. or a cat. Now is one of those times.

“You can do it. You. Can. Do. It. You’re the man. You’re the freaking man. Yes. Yes. You got it. You absolutely got it.”

“You okay, man?” Bucky had to ask.

“You absolutely don’t got it. I can’t do it, man. I’m outta here.”

Bucky grabbed Scott’s arm before that guy could rush back to the SUV they had come in. As much as he wanted to kick this sweaty ex-thief out of here, he knew the plan wasn’t going to work in Scott’s absence. He needed a guy to make him seem legit. At least that’s what Natasha had told him.

“Calm down,” Bucky reassured the man who was sweating tennis balls by now, “you just need to show the ID. Natasha has taken care of the rest and I would be doing the talking. Okay?”

Scott was half-listening by the time Bucky had finished. “Huh? Yeah! Yeah! Cool cool cool cool cool cool cool!”

Bucky could empathise on some level with Scott. After all, it was weird for an ex-con to visit a prison as a fake lawyer while trying to get a felon out of there under the noses of the authority. 

The plan was pretty simple. Arrange a meeting with that woman whom Bucky had met earlier, gain her trust, get her out of jail under the pretence of getting her to help with an unsolved case and find out the location and identity of the people behind the theft of Tony’s precious painting.

Simple.

Then why was Bucky’s back feeling so wet whenever a humid wind blew at the opening of every rusty door in the maximum-security prison?

The room was covered in cameras in all corners. To Bucky’s satisfaction, Natasha already told him and Scott they did not record any conversations for lawyer-client confidentiality- so any conversation that was about to happen was going to stay between these three. The musty smell of the room was somehow familiar to both of them, bringing mixed feelings to the surface- to which they barely had time to react when a figure in orange jumpsuit walked in, forcing all their attention on it.

“Hey boys!” You greeted the party, already recognising Bucky from the rendezvous you two had a few days ago. “Ay!! You’re that beat cop no one listened to that day!”

Bucky did not know how to react to that. He was not really expecting their interaction to go this way. Scott, on the other hand, was a little relieved to have your attention glued on anyone but him.

“Oh, right! I told you we’d be having the conversation after I get processed,” you added with a tone of realisation, “Wow, I didn’t know you were so into that robbery!”

You dragged the chair out with your leg and sat on it, legs spread wide- keeping comfort over societal mannerisms. Resting your cuffed hands on the table you gave a knowing smirk to Bucky, who was trying to figure out what exactly was going on behind that viciously delicious smile. “Or is it something else that is intriguing you?” You raised a brow. "Did I use that right? Intriguing you? Something that you're intrigued by?"

"That sounds better," Scott blurted out, regretting it the very second because now your suspicion-filled eyes were all for him.

"You…" you narrowed your eyes at Scott, making the man sit straight in his chair.

"He's my lawyer," Bucky was quick to dive in, "I mean, he's the lawyer we-I... he is interested in represen...He’s a lawyer." For the first time in his life, Bucky was glad Scott and Sam had forced him to watch Law and Order.

“...ok...kay.”

"Scott. Scott Lang," he introduced himself, bringing his hand forward for a shake.

“You have the eyes of a thief,” you stated while Scott’s hand was still in the air, making the poor man slowly take it back while his pale face looked at Bucky with an ‘I told you so’ expression. “No wonder you’re a lawyer.”

Next moment, you slumped into the chair, looking a little offended at something Bucky did. Or so he thought. “Did I hurt you?”

Bucky blinked at you before his brain smacked his accelerating heart to give something instead of just sitting there. “I’m sorry?”

“Did I hurt you the last time we met? I get that I have some kinda...powers but I don’t just throw them around. We could have had a conversation over some prison coffee. You didn’t have to bring your friend here.”

It took three seconds at minimum for Bucky’s brows to shoot up and his lips to crack wide in a smile. “W-what? No! He’s not here for me. He’s here for you. We’re getting you out of here.”

It was hard to put a word into the expression you just gave. Your eyes shifted between the two men while your open lips were shut and your face tilted a little towards the door.

“Uhhhhh-” was the only thing coming out of your mouth till your body got up from the chair and your cuffed hands pressed together towards your company- “listen, cop guy...man. I really meant it in a casual way when I said we’ll ‘talk later’. I don’t really know how much you’ve read into this. I mean, I would say ‘at least buy me dinner first’ but I am kinda scared as to where that might lead us. Good, God! Now I’m wondering what would you have done if I’d said something more like ‘hey, let’s f-”

“NO!” Bucky nearly jumped off his seat, his hands over the table trying to stop your words from coming out from a safe distance. “I’m not getting you out of here because I like you-” he stopped right when he heard himself, watching your curious eyes witness his mouth play him like a ten-cent flute- “no, I mean I like you but not in that kind of...what I mean to say is I know why you tried to steal that painting. I found out from my sources that these paintings are being used by this new mafia around the world supplying narcotics and codes on the trafficked girls and boys to their buyers for bids. And I was hoping you could help us catch the people behind the...painting.”

Bucky was cursing himself right and left, feeling the heat rise in his cheeks at nearly messing it up. Why did she have to be this accurate? His inner voice mocked him before smacking him in the head and calling him a jock.

“I don’t know if you remember but I was caught by you guys while threatening the New Yorkers.”

“While you were trying to help Ste-Rogers. Captain Rogers. And no one caught you. You surrendered yourself.”

“I hate cops. I can’t work with them.”

“You won’t be working with them. You’ll be working with us. Me and a couple of my friends.”

“I don’t work for free. And before you put a price tag on my work, remember that I am inside this prison because I want to stay here. For now.”

“How about a date with Steve Rogers?”

“Dude, you can’t put a price on my-wait what?”

“I’ll ask him to go out with you if you catch those sons of bitches.”

Maybe it was the serenade playing from somewhere inside the prison. Or maybe it was the sun strolling in from the windows. Or maybe it was the mention of his best friend that made your pupils go wider, your fingers work over the skin on your arm, doodling some invisible hearts with a bitchface before you straightened from the table and the sound from your cuffs nearly made Scott fall off his chair.

“I don’t work with supes. They disgust me. Especially Tony Snark and his redhead sister and that C-grade Legolas. I’m out.”

“We won’t be working with them. But I can pull a few strings to get you that date. I promise. And I’m sure Steve...Rogers would be more than willing to go out with you if there is one less bad guy walking out on the streets.”

“...you better not be joking about this-”

“James Barnes.”

“James. Because if you are, I will drive a monster truck into your house, take away your pet and fuck your mother till she forgets her own name.”

“My mother’s dead,” he was quick to add while Scott gasped at the audacity of this bitch- you; you were the bitch.

“Your girlfriend, then,” you simply shrugged. Bucky’s brain straight away flashed to a two-second fantasy of you and Natasha in her room, on her bed.

“Bold of you to assume he has a girlfriend,” Scott chortled till he could see Bucky’s Winter Soldier parts staring at him with all the coldness.

.

It wasn’t in his nature to give a place to bad things inside his Bucky heart. It definitely wasn’t in the now peaceful Winter Soldier’s nature to peek from inside Bucky and stare with stars in his eyes at the woman coming out in her shirt and jeans topped by a leather jacket. She’s bad, his mind kept ringing the gong, real bad. And when that wasn’t enough, she put on those aviators to shield her eyes from the harsh noon sun, walking towards him with the strut that said she was woman enough to grab someone by the balls if need be. You’ll get yourself killed by a woman, Barnes, his mind went off again.

“No, I won't,” he muttered out loud.

“What?” Scott asked.

“What?”

Bucky tried to ignore him, his eyes stuck on you as you came and stood by them.

“Keys,” you ordered, watching Bucky fish his pockets without breaking eye contact and handing the keys of the Land Rover to you. “Let’s go.”

Scott grabbed Bucky by the arm to pull him closer. “Dude! She has the keys!”

“...okay? Why are we whispering?”

“Wh-What are we gonna do if she tries to do something...evil!”

“Like what?”

“Like I don’t know, throw us off a cliff! Or drive us into a wall. Or worse, go over the speed limit in the city!!”

“Relax! I’m here,” Bucky reassured before opening the door to the back seat of the car for him. “I got you.”

Hopping in and sitting next to you, he noticed for the first time how you smelled like a pleasant mixture of spring and citrus.

“What cologne is that?” you called out from nowhere while turning on the engine, turning to look at Bucky.

“Uhhh….it’s an aftershave. For men.” He nodded, cursing himself instantly for adding that last bit. Of course, it’s for men, you twat!

“Smells nice,” you complimented before turning out of the parking spot.

“I’m glad you’re on board with this,” Bucky stated, trying to undo the mess he made a few seconds ago, “I wasn’t trying to overstep when I-we decided to get you to help us out.”

You chuckled, shifting gear.

“Oh, sweetheart! One, I loved this isn’t an automatic. Those are for weak testicled-babies. And two, you clearly misinterpreted me in there. When I said I was not expecting you to bail me outta jail for a date, I wasn’t grossed out by it, darling. I liked it.” You leaned a little closer to Bucky- having a glorious view of his pupils go wide like oceans with endless pits- to end him with one last whisper and wink. “In a very kinky way.”

And just as the car swerved out to the wide road, Scott could feel the air leave his lungs. “What have we done,” he whispered to himself, questioning all that was about to come.

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made a cover for my whack af mchanzo nanowrimo 2019 novel. u can find it on ao3 via “finding you in the buckass of nowhere” lmao. prologue under the cut but after this i will be exclusively posting on ao3

PROLOGUE

The sun rises high into the sky, casting shadows on everything residing on the surface. Jesse gives a loud yawn before scratching his scrappy goatee and turning the page on a health textbook he was given by Angela by instruction of his residing commander. He didn’t know how the conversation had started, but during a debriefing on the latest mission in one of the meeting rooms, one of the punks on the Blackwatch team had decided to give Gabriel Reyes a run for his money and ask if he had a soulmate waiting back home. Gabe, of course, had laughed in that guy’s face. He laughed like it was the funniest thing in the entire world.

And just as he was laughing, something miraculous happened. The team was visited by none other than Overwatch’s Strike Commander, who not only served as a face for publicity stunts, but also was the head of operations. And the strike teams, hence the title.

“He better not.” Soldier: 76, better known as Jack Morrison, said as he practically kicked the meeting room door open with his boot. He looked pissed. And also had a stack of papers on him. It looked like someone forgot to get their morning coffee. “He’d have some serious explaining to do.”

There were a couple whispers across the table, a couple agents trying to understand the implications of what had just transpired. Jesse swore he saw some of his teammates starting to sweat. The band of Blackwatch agents saw Gabriel Reyes flash his most charming smile. The rascal could look good when he wanted to.

“Jackie, you’re backie. Not in blackie, though. I’m happy you’re openly talking about this, but didn’t we agree not to tell anyone? Also, hey, dinner at 8 in my room.” And then Gabe winked at Jack. Ew.

Jack sighed, crossing his arms, and not so subtly cueing to the assortment of medals pinned to the lapel of his cornflower blue coat. Subtle. He addressed Gabe. “Remember last night? Well, I’ve decided to become the possessive bastard you always wanted.” He gave an intimidating glance at everyone in the room. “How are you kids doing? I’m sure you’ve met me around. Though you probably didn’t think I’d be so involved with Gabe. Like, probably never expected in a million years that I was his soulmate. But yeah. That’s classified information, not a peep out of this room unless you want your life to being an even more visceral piece of hell.”

Someone gulped in anxiety. Someone sneered in ennui. But if Blackwatch owned anything, it was a pile of troublemakers.

Now, Jesse hadn’t been part of Blackwatch too long, but it never took him that long to make friends. Genji--Jesse’s best friend and second best troublemaker in Blackwatch history--decided it was his turn to say something. (Jesse liked to think of himself as the best troublemaker, but that was an entirely different discussion).

“And how are you going to do that exactly? Your boyfriend already has us running laps across the Mediterranean.” Genji sat proudly with his feet resting on the table, and Jack gave him a look of disgust.

Jack excused the moment of insubordination, and walked right past the table and into the arms of his lover. They shared a quick kiss after a moment of lingering in each others arms, much to the dismay of everyone else in the meeting room. And if Jack was good at anything, it was playing games with new recruits.

“What’s up, marido ? What makes my darling husband so sad?” Gabe said, combing his hair through the tufts of Jack’s pale blond hair. It was thin, very much unlike his own, but he liked to try.

Jack laughed, trying to materialize every ounce of theatrics he had stored in his body for this very moment. “My sweet love, I just don’t know how I’m going to live if you don’t assign your soldiers 50 more pushups each every morning before breakfast. They’re not super soldiers like us, but we must make sure they are raised right. They’re like our kids, to me.” Jack lifted a leg off the floor, like he was swooning for real.

Groaning broke out around the table, and Jesse wasn’t sure if his teammates were groaning at the obviously satirical display of affection, or at the thought of actually being assigned even more pushups every morning.

It was Gabe’s turn to laugh. “Aw, Jack. We’re going to have a conversation later on why you’re so touchy today. Let me kiss you goodbye, though.” He planted another kiss on his husband’s nose before resuming business as per usual. Jack begrudgingly peeled himself off of his husband, but not without greeting their personal pet project. He smacked the stack of autopsies in front of Jesse and gave him a wink, before ruffling through the kid’s hair.

Gabe cleared his throat, as the door shut. Radio silence. He looked at Genji, who was making paper triangle footballs to send flying across the room. Genji looked up at him and discarded the paper football into the recycling bin. Gabe swore, some of the people on this team had the attention span of gnats.

“Ok, amigxs. Before we get into the details of the upcoming mission abroad, Jack was serious about our relationship being confidential. Think of the absolute horror you would cause if the UN caught winding that I’m fucking their Strick Commander. Like, maybe it’s funny. Actually, that’s pretty fucking funny. Can I get a laugh track going here?”

Jesse was the first to start hooting and hollering. A round of applause followed. If Gabe getting laid meant a happy Gabe, who cared, really? Sure, it could cause an international scandal, but Jesse liked to take it a day at a time.

“Thanks, caballero. Ok. It might be the funniest thing ever, but let’s be serious. I don’t want to fire any of you, but if wind caught that I’m soulmates with Jack, that would probably raise some suspicions of nepotism. Now we all know that I’m a very accomplished man, with a great piece of ass too, but it could potentially mean getting the pink slip from the higher higher ups. And all of you would probably also be out of the job, since Blackwatch technically does not exist. Really. So please don’t, if you value your paycheck.

“Alright, anyways. Any questions before we begin reviewing these autopsy reports like a pack of lawyers from a video game?” Gabe asked.

Jesse McCree had a question.

He partially raised his hand like a kid in a classroom, but then put it back down as he was contemplating if he should ask it at all, but then fully raised his hand as he thought ‘fuck it’.

“Hey, son. What’s bothering you? No, I don’t have any Nature Grain bars to feed you right now, please wait until after the meeting,” Gabe said. That aroused another short round of laughter from the people at the meeting.

Jesse chuckled too, because he had actually asked for a Nature Grain before in the middle of a mission. But he had a question to ask, and that was very important. “Hey, so, uhhhhh. I don’t know if this is relevant, or important enough, but what in tarnation’s a soulmate again?”

And Jesse kind of knew too, but only vaguely, like the word ‘esoteric’.

Of course, ‘esoteric’ is a word that is used to describe when something is only understood by a small set of people. Like you could call string theory ‘esoteric’, because who the fuck knows what string theory is? But it comes around often enough that people have heard of string theory, if only by name. You could even consider the word ‘esoteric’ esoteric. That was kind of funny. But Jesse was raised in the pit of the South with a single mother, before he found himself living a life of crime. He reconsidered how esoteric the word ‘soulmates’ was.

Like ‘esoteric’, ‘soulmates’ was not a word that came up when Jesse was robbing trains for a living, nor running from the police after a shooting with an opposing gang, nor in the middle of jewelry heists in the heart of Santa Fe. ‘Soulmates’ wasn’t necessary by any means of the word, that word, necessary. But maybe while he had only heard it a handful of times, with no definition to attach to the word, maybe everyone else had.

He felt like he was the odd duck out, and that was hard to do in a group of mother fucking misfits. Like, come on, Genji was basically a fucking cyborg. Gabe had gone through that freak of a soldier enhancement program that probably fucked with his biology in ways Jesse would never understand. Moira, their resident evil scientist, shot floating orbs out of her hands in the middle of combat. What the fuck was that about? Did she hone the essence of Orbeez for the inspiration behind her primary weapon? Jesse had some real mother fucking questions.

And a lot of the times, he asked them too.

But out of all of the unprofessional and obscure questions he had asked in his life, and even just in his short stay at Blackwatch where he could ask some pretty weird things, he had never asked a question that just about floored so many different people all at once. It’s like, he asked the question about soulmates, and the question took the cake. It took the cake and ran away with the spoon and like, eloped with the dish. And fucked the moon. Jesse didn’t think there was a reason for everyone to look so scandalized, though.

Because questions didn’t take cakes, or run with spoons, or elope, or fuck.

Gabe had a face that betrayed emotions Jesse knew Gabe didn’t show often: remorse. Of course, ‘remorse’ kind of sounded like ‘Morrison’ and that was funny for 2 seconds. But it was downright scary. Jesse was the type of person that was always starting something.

2 days ago, he had snuck into the mess hall at 3:30AM to steal a bag of doritos. Last week, he got captured on a mission and had to be rescued from an abandoned warehouse. Yesterday, he accidentally passed a stink bomb so bad, Gabe started coughing and moved their weekly recap meeting outside. And it was raining, too.

“Kid, did you ever take a health class before dropping out of school?” Gabe asked.

Jesse didn’t know how to answer that. “Well, I know how my body works, thank you. Uh, but t’answer your question…. No. What’s that got t’do with soulmates?”

Gabe scrunched his lips, wondering how he could quickly remedy the situation. This is why they paid him the big bucks. Not the biggest bucks, but more than large enough bucks. “Ok, everyone settle down for a hot second. Jesse, I’m going to comm Angela for a textbook you can read. And you probably need some one-on-one lessons on other stuff--yeah, I know you know what sex is but what about STIs? That’s half the battle. How about taking a break this week and just getting through health class?”

“But boss--”

“Trust me, this is way more important.”

Gabe took out one of his comms, one that only a limited amount of people on base had access too. It was mostly used for emergencies, but other times, was used as a quick way to contact anyone on base.  

“Hey Angela! How are you? It’s Gabriel Reyes. I’m great and so is Jack-o’-Lantern thanks for asking. Do you have a this week to give some health lessons to one of our agents? I know you’re friends with our little Jesse. Great. Yeah? Perfect, please put that textbook on reserve. I’ll send Jesse down soon. Ok. Awesome. Over.” Gabe clipped the comm back into his belt. “Ok, anyone else skip health class?”

The room, for once, was a resounding silence. Moira raised her hand.

“You didn’t take health class, O’deorain? Aren’t you a doctor?” Gabe asked.

“Very funny, commander. I was wondering why you did not just ask me to prepare some lessons and generic information for Jesse, and instead contacted Angela Zeigler.” She brought a hand up to her face, and rested her cheek on her long purple nails that looked like talons.

“Hey, doc. You’re coming with us on this mission. You can help out later if Jesse wants.” Gabe sighs and turns to Jesse. “Alright, cowboy. Sorry to do this to you, and don’t let this go to your head, but I can’t just let you go gallivanting into a foreign country with no knowledge about your own body parts. Trust me. Soulmates isn’t something to mess around with. I know you’re stressed about it. Consider yourself on hourly while you lax away while hitting the books this week, ok?”

Jesse sighed and pulled his cowboy hat off of his head. He was disappointed he wouldn’t be going to Japan, but there would definitely be more opportunities for travel in the future. Filling the cracks in his education wasn’t something that he would have completely expected out of Blackwatch.

In fact, he was still reeling over getting fed 3 square meals a day. Being treated with any semblance or respect. Being valued not because he was probably the greatest sharpshooter of his generation, but for his personality and interests. Though playing old Hollywood flicks on movie night annoyed his teammates to no end, people stuck around and watched with him. And that was more valuable than ransacking a jewelry store.

“You can stick around, but I suggest getting around early since the textbook Angela has for you is several hundreds of pages long.” Gabe grinned, trying to whisk away Jesse’s problems.

Jesse replaced the hat on his head, and yawned as he stretched his arms above his head. “See y’all later, suckeroonies. Y’all hear that? I’m being paid to stay on base this week!”

More laughter from the gallery. Jesse got a few pats on the back. Genji flicked a paper football in his direction, and it smacked Jesse straight in the forehead.

“Text me” Genji said with a salute. Gabriel cleared his throat and held out his hand.

Genji sighed as he was caught red handed, and surrendered his stash of paper footballs. A beat passed, and Gabriel remained focused on Genji. Genji took the paper footballs out of the pockets of his sweatpants and handed those over too.

That Genji.

Jesse snuck out the door as the team started talking about the autopsy reports, and was off to find Angela.

And not to say he wasn’t disappointed at not being able to travel with the rest of the team this time, but he tried to stick to the silver lining: gorging on breadsticks. Sometimes they were stale, but hit those babies with an unearthly and disgusting amount of ranch dressing, and Jesse would eat them like there was no tomorrow. Being paid also wasn’t half bad. And getting his question answered certainly wasn’t that bad.

He walked past the kitchen, one of the larger living rooms, and some of the barracks before taking an elevator up a few floors to the right area. Why wasn’t the med bay in the middle of the building?

Angela “Mercy” Zeigler was one of Overwatch’s doctors. She was at the top of her field at a young age, and a dear friend of Jesse’s. While the two could not have come from more different worlds, they bonded over some obscure things like miniature scented soaps. Besides, Jesse got injured so much on missions, they practically had to become friends. Angela was huge on doctor patient confidentiality, but that didn’t stop her from chewing Jesse out every single time he came back needing a cast.

If taking health classes was urgent enough for Gabe to kick him off of the latest mission, it had to be some level of important. How important could the whole soulmates thing be ? The elevator dinged and he followed the path he knew by heart to Angela’s office. He knocked on her door.

“Come in!” someone called from the other side.

He stepped inside. The examination room was just like he remembered it. White walls, with neat stacks of papers and books sitting in the corners by a computer desk. He was always impressed by how Angela worked, nothing seemed to get by her despite the clear lack of organization she subjected her belongings to. “Angie! Reckon you have a moment to spare for an old cowboy?”

She looked up from the paper she was reading and instinctively scanned the length of his body. “What appears to be the problem, Jesse? Ah. You’re here so early. Health lessons?”

“Correcto-mundo.”

She stifled a laugh and motioned to the examination table. “Feel free to take a seat, I’ll set up one of the projects. I have time to give you a quick lesson today, but otherwise believe you are just going to have to read a textbook and call me with any pertinent questions. We should also have a quick quiz at the end of the week just to see if you have retained any information. Where would you like to start?”

Jesse started swinging his legs back and forth, and took his hat off to get comfortable. This would be the closest he’d ever gotten to college. “What the hell’s a soulmate, Angela?”

“Ah, yes. That is a fun topic. Let us begin.”

And that is how Jesse finds himself reading through what has got to be the densest book he’s ever laid his pretty brown eyes on. Reading this thing is like trying to breath in a chunky soup. There’s just too much going on for it to be possible, but some find a way to make it happen. Not many, but some. The sun, now past noon, has travelled lower into the sky during the course of the afternoon. He sits on a cliff by the Overwatch base in Gibraltar, after thoroughly being lectured this morning by Dr. Zeigler.

Jesse rolls over, book in hand, and takes a moment to look over the cliff he’s been sitting at the whole time. The sea beneath him crashes into the crook of the precipice, leaving sparkling moisture behind to glitter in the sun. Who needed to go to Japan for a mission anyways? He sighed.

He glanced back down at his textbook. Jesse swears he’s never read so much in his life.

The connection between soulmates has not yet been properly explained by the lengths of modern medicine .

Great. Just what Angela said.

However, there is one documented process that occurs between a pair of soulmates. When an individual instigates skin-to-skin contact with their soulmate for the first time, their touch will leave a mark in the shape of the touch. For example, if a person accidentally bumps into their soulmate and the two touch shoulders, the initiator of the touch (IOT for short) will leave a shoulder shaped imprint on the receiver of the touch (ROT for short). Though the receiver may not see the mark form on their skin automatically, they will automatically feel a connection to their soulmate. However, the IOT will not feel anything short of some shoulder discomfort during this exchange.

Individuals in Markwell’s case study report that a forming soulmate connection feels like being “stuck in a movie montage” (Markwell 40). The ROT will automatically reel through a selection of events from the IOT’s life, and thus, gaining a better understanding of their fated person .

Hm.

When someone first receives their soulmate marking, Markwell reports, “it is common to freeze up as the memories are being transferred from person to person” (Markwell 41). In order to seal the bond and make it permanent, the ROT must then instigate skin-to-skin contact with the original IOT. Otherwise, any received soulmate marks will slowly fade over time, though never completely disappear.

Soulmates do not have to be romantic couples. Some opt for friendship, or other types of relationships. However, the majority of soulmates do end up spending the rest of their lives together in some form, due to the depth of their unique connection.

It is possible for soulmates to never meet, because before initial skin-to-skin contact, there are currently no medical tools available that accurately predict the existence of a soulmate connection between two people. The next section is a photo gallery of soulmate marks .

Ok.

Some of these were pretty funny. There’s an image of someone with a neon purple pair of lips, indicating that their first contact with their soulmate was a kiss. It was so embarrassing Jesse laughed. On another page, someone just had an imprint of a dark yellow hand on their shoulder. That looked kind of cool. 

Next page.

Soulmate pairs with an incomplete set of soulmate marks are another story. Individuals that have received a soulmate marking, but whom are unable to reciprocate the marking on their respective soulmate, have a greater chance of developing anxiety or depression. Individuals studied have repeatedly reported feeling listless. This has not yet been thoroughly studied. Psychiatrists predict that this is due to a mixture of reasons.

Scary.

Jesse hoped that this would never happen to him. He hoped to god, the gods, the sky, the flowing rivers and the tall mountains. He hoped this would never happen. But fate had other plans for young Jesse McCree.

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Girl nextdoor

REAL LIFE

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RATING SMUTT

"Thomas! Go help your mother with the washing!" My dad yelled as I sat in my room playing London racer, some little game I picked up cheap where you race a classic mini around the London eye

"Uhhh dad! I'm busy!" I yelled back

"Now!" He ordered so I sighed pausing my game and going down into the garden to help my mum while Ava ran around doing something im not sure what?

"Why do I have to help and Ava doesn't?" I complain

"Thomas!" He warns leaning in the patio door "don't get smart with me, else I'm taking your TV"

"But it's not fair!" I complain

"Thomas go to your room!" He ordered

"Thank you" i smiled going to go but he grabbed my shirt

"I'm taking your TV, and your playstation" he says going upstairs but I ran up to my room as fast as I could but he was already unplugging it

"Dad! That's not fair!" I yelled

"I warned you, I understand your going through some kind of teen angsty phase Thomas but enough of it, your grounded until you sort out this attitude problem" he says as he left the room with my TV and my games consoles so I slammed my bedroom door and laid on my bed, until

"Hello?" A little voice giggled from my window

"I'm not in the mood y/n!" I tell her

"I brought you mashmellows" she giggled

"You can leave them on the desk" I sighed but I heard steps and felt her poke my arm "what?" I groan "what do you want y/n?" I ask turning to see her

Whoa! What in holy hell happened to her!

I hadn't seen her since I came home from my last shoot, i- I was only gone three months!

Her hair had been cut off to a pixie almost, her thick glasses still perched on her nose as normal hiding the little freckles there, she had a little shirt with some graphic thing in it I could see her white bra strap where the shirt had slipped away, speaking of which, they where huge! They went exactly little when I left!, and a little short leatherette skirt with blue leggings hugging he thick things close

"Something the matter Thomas?" She asks confused why I had just frozen looking at her

"Wh wh wha wha what happened to you!" I ask in shock

"Ohh? Puberty I guess, yeah, I kinda missed it all" she blushed

"Yeah... I missed it" I nodded blushing hard

"You look nice though" she smiled sitting on my bed with me fixing a stay bit of her hair

"Thank you, but... As much as I want to see you y/n, I'm grounded" I told her

"Ohh I see" she giggled "it's okay, I'll sneak you food and things to do, here you can borrow my ds" she smiled pulling it out her top

"Y- you can fit a whole ds down your bra now?" I ask and she nods handing it to me giving me a hug and climbing out my window and back to her house I sat shocked a while I couldn't stop thinking about her I put her ds on my bedside table unable to think straight, what the hell is happening to me?

I laid laying y/n's ds, for a while mostly just play germ buster on brain training with the sound only in my earbuds till I yawned so I turned it off getting cosy in my bed to get some sleep, I hugged my pillow tightly, I just felt so happy and cosy in my bed Tonight I heard a giggle which made me jump I looked to my window and nothing, she wouldn't be coming over this late anyway so I put a blanket over me trying to fall asleep...

"Ohh Thomas" that sweet voice called to me, I have a thousand memories of that voice of hers but I loved hearing it tonight "heheheh Tommy"

"Umm y/n" I smirked falling deeper into my sleep,

When I woke I could hear the birds tweeting in the garden and I yawned having a stretch but I felt weird

"Hahahaha Thomas was sexy dreaming!" Ava laughed as she stood in my room "ohhh y/n, ohh Thomas!" She laughs

"Ava! Get out of my room!" I yelled throwing a pillow at her and she ran off out my bedroom I sighed going to get out of bed but I felt awful I pulled my covers back and - oh fuck!

I quickly jumped out of bed, best I could given I had some serious morning wood quickly getting my boxers off and getting a clean pair on ohh how the hell am I gonna deal with my bedsheets? Maybe If I completely strip the bed and tell my mum I changed it maybe she won't ask questions and won't look at the sheet

"Thomas?" A gigglely voice asks so I threw my boxers into the bed and climbed back in hidding everything as she climbed in the window "hi" she smiled

"Hi" I smiled

"You okay?" She asks

"Uhh yeah, yeah you uhh you woke me up that's all" I blush

"Heheheh relax Thomas, I've seen you in bed before, we use to have sleepovers remember" she laughs as she came sitting in the bed with me "are you okay? You seem... distant from me?" She asks

"Hu? Why would you think that?" I ask

"You've been acting odd since you came back, I get it, don't exactly wanna be hanging around with some stupid girl now your all grown up" she says

"No no y/n, it's not that" I tell her holding her hand

"Then what?" She asks

"It's... It's hard to explain" I told her "I don't really understand all of it right now but I promise, it's not that I don't want to spend time with you" I told her

"Yay!" She smiled Hugging my chest so I hugged her too she smiled leaving me some more games and heading off home I breathed alittle now she's gone, that didn't help the morning wood! A beautiful sexy girl climbing in my window at half ten in the morning

I hummed as I pegged my clothes on the line luckily I had managed to sneak anything I didn't want my parents to find away in my own laundry so they wouldn't find it currently doing a whole bunch I my boxers including the ones from the other morning

"Hi Thomas?" A little voice giggled I looked at the fence and saw y/n

"Y/n! Hi! Uhhhh hello" I blushed trying to cover up my underwear

"Relax Thomas, nothing I haven't seen before" she giggled winking at me and Running off.

I sighed sitting in my bed I got my stuff back so I was sat playing some games in the dark, I out of boredom during a loading screen I looked out my window spotting the little light next door I got up and looked, out of curiosity but when I did, I saw y/n stood in her room in just her bra and panties I felt like I was gonna explode she looked beautiful, sexy, irresistible like I'd give the word to get my hands on her I hid myself away shutting my curtians and trying to not think about what I saw shutting my game off and trying to get some sleep but I knew I couldn't it hurt! It pulsed and ached! I don't know what to do! I normally just wait for it to go down, but I can't fall asleep like this even if I did I'm just going to repeat the other week, I thought for ages trying to make it go down, but I felt my hand slip down my stomach and into my boxers not sure why I only really do that if my hands are cold, but I gripped the hard shaft and my eyes rolled back it felt so good I instantly Ran my hand up and down it feeling amazing I couldn't stop my hand working on its own, my head only thinking about one thing... About my pretty little y/n, how amazing she looks now how badly I wanted my hands on her pretty body, how badly I I I want to kiss her and touch her, "uuuhhh y/n!" I groan trying to stop myself from being nosy so my parents and sister won't hear me "uumm uuummmm Y/n..." I wanted her more then I ever have before my beautiful sexy y/n just have her climb in my room in those little dresses and skirts I knew I should stop but I couldn't make myself no Matter how hard I tried to stop "oooh y/n.... Uhh uuuhh" I groaned rolling my head on my pillow when a sudden overwhelming Wave of pleasure washed over me it twinged in my cock but flowed to my head and the tip my toes I couldn't breathe I couldn't think it felt so so good till it stopped. I was eaughsted laid on my bed catching my breath I couldn't even get the strength to open my eyes or move my hand I smirked happy with my little secret and turning over to get some sleep.

I yawned as I stretched getting out of my bed it's been a few weeks since my...  Humm my first time doing it, and I'm not gonna lie I might have a problem. Every night before I go to sleep, every morning before I get dressed, every one I have a bath, any time I'm alone, my hands in my pants I couldn't help it it just feels so nice I didn't want to stop I sat on my bed checking my phone nothing important so I went down getting a drink and noticed the house was empty, they had all gone out they'll be back later so a note said so I shrugged and got dressed sitting in bed watching TV having my hand down my jeans, not even to play with myself I just kinda like having my hand down my pants

"Hello?" She giggled so I quickly took my hand out and did my jeans back up

"Hey" I smiled as she climbed in the window "my parents aren't here y/n, you could have used the door" I laughed

"Now you tell me" she sighed coming and sitting on the other side of my bed "hi"

"Hi" I blushed it was strange having her sat on my bed given everything I've been... doing in my bed lately,

"I brought a movie" she says handing me a dvd box so I had a look

"Why did you bring a nature documentary?" I ask

"Looked interesting could learn something Thomas" she laughs getting up and going to sort my TV I got up and had a stretch walking past her

"I guess so, alright.. you do that I will make popcorn" I told her giving her cheek a kiss as I went past, wait... What the hell did i kiss her for! I froze realizing what I had done

"Uhhh okay," she laughs blushing a little "what was that for?" She asks

"I uhhhhh I ummm I umm well I uhgg" I stutter unable to form any words of any sort of excuse for why the bloody hell I kissed her

"Hehe Don't worry about it Tommy, well talk about it later" she smiled giving my cheek a kiss I blushed hard it feeling like burning where she kissed me I quickly ran downstairs to avoid her eyes making some popcorn and getting some other snacks for us even a bottle of fizzy pop and taking it all up to my room, once I got there she had pulled my curtains and the light was off, all but my little lamp on my bedside table and the light from the TV she was sat against the headboard on my side of my bed where I normally sleep Hugging one of my pillows close to her I smiled blushing hard looking at her in my bed we sorted all the snacks out at the end of the bed so they weren't in the way and she smiled patting the space beside her

"Uhhhh y/n, I just, just give me a minute I have to go do something" I tell her

"Okay" she nods giving my cheek another kiss I blushed just as hard as before I not more I went to go but she grabbed my arm "Don't I got a kissy too?" She giggled as she pulled so I sat on the edge of my bed

"Uhh yeah, sorry I uhh" I blushed

"Don't you want to kiss me?" She asks interwining our fingers so I held her hand

"No no no! Of course I do" I said to her "I'm just... Not the best with people, you know that y/n" I told her giving her cheek a kiss "five minutes I promise" I reasure her kissing her hand so she would let me go and she did so I went to my door and she looked upset "five minutes, and I'll be back y/n" I smiled

"Okay" she giggled tucking herself in my bed and blowing me a kiss so I blew her a kiss too before I left my room the second I shut the door I bolted down the corridor to the bathroom ohh my fucking god I kissed her! And she's kissing me! Could I actually get a kiss of y/n? Or maybe even something better!  I didn't know what to do to calm down so I brushed my teeth I already did this morning but if our kisses get more serious then I don't want to be worried about it, I didn't know what to do about...the obvious jeans problem, I'm my bed I'll be so tempted to just stick my hands down them, so I undid my jeans quickly Rubbing going as fast as I could thinking of those heavenly kisses umm I want those sexy lips all over me

"Thomas you okay?" She asks from the other side of the door

"Yeah! I'm fine!" I force out trying to keep going hearing her voice helped alot

"Alright, I'm gonna start an episode okay" she says

"Okay, just give me a couple more minutes" I answered just as I "ummmmmm!" I bit m mouth hard to stop myself screaming as I finished into the sink and crashed into the waves of pleasure I smirked and sorted myself out, washing my hands and face as well as putting alot more deodorant and Body spray and fixing my hair so I looked good for her calming down and going back to my room "what did I miss?" I ask sitting on my bed with her

"Uhh the into, and something about lions" she says eating popcorn

"Fun" I laughed quickly getting some popcorn before she ate it all watching the show a while, they where talking about sloths, y/n likes sloths, not sure why... She finds them cute

"Thomas look it's you" she says pointing to the sloth

"Why is it me?" I asked

"Because your lazy, cute and fluffy" she says resting her head on my shoulder

"Aww... Thanks y/n" I smiled resting my head on hers while she was watching I took her hand again making her smile a little more giving my cheek another kiss I blushed hard looking at her nuzzled on my shoulder I smiled and gave her nose a tiny kiss making her giggle like crazy she smiled looking at me I couldn't help blushing harder looking into her eyes I wanted to kiss her to really kiss her and I think she wanted to as well I went to lean In but -

My phone went off so I grabbed it, it was my mum, y/n moved away a little when I answered

"Hi?" I ask

"Hello, were popping into the store after this did you need anything?" She asks

"Uhh no I'm good" I answered after a few more little things she hung up so I sighed putting my phone away "sorry" I told her

"It's okay" she shrugs watching the TV hardly looking at me we sat quietly for a while till I got an idea I yawned and stretched putting my arm around her making her laugh "really? The old yawn arm around Thomas? That's as old as the hills" she laughs

"It worked didn't it?" I shurg and she nods moving to wrap her arms around my neck so I wrapped my other arm around her waist sitting my hands on her waist she smiled licking her bottom lip as she looked at me I froze unsure really what to do but she moved forward pressing her soft lips against mine, it was like heaven to kiss her, her lips soft and smooth perfectly warm and just wet enough I kissed back best I could and she pulled me closer our kiss deepening as she tilted her head a little moving her lips against my own I kissed her back trying my best to keep up with her till we got into a slow and sweet rythum we kept like this for what felt like forever I never wanted to stop just then her tongue licked across my bottom lip I froze unsure how to respond I slightly opened my mouth letting her tongue slip in she played and toyed with my own so I did it a little to her too, she tasted like honey and apple juice and a little of the salt from the popcorn we had even eating till she moved it away so I slipped my tongue in her mouth and she played and toyed with me still even slightly sucking on my tounge which is what made me pull away

"Something wrong Thomas?" She asks

"Wrong? Ohh no, I just uhh need to get breath back honey" I tell her making her giggle more

"Your a good kisser Thomas" shs smiled

"Thanks, your a great kisser y/n" I told her "in fact could I uhh... Could I kiss you again?" I ask and she nods so I pulled her back and kissed her again still losing myself in everything about her I shifted a little in bed slightly uncomfortable when I felt it so I pulled away and moved away from her arms

"Thomas what's wrong?" She asks

"Ohhh uhhh.... Nothing" I blushed trying to hide it with my arms but I think by her face I think she might have known

"It's alright Thomas I know" she laughs "it has been poking my leg the last half hour"

"It has?" I ask and she nods "I'm sorry honey I didn't mean to-"

"Thomas it's alright, your a boy, I'm not surprised it happened I mean it was some pretty serious kissing" she smiled "I was expecting you to its alright"

"Your sure?" I ask and she nods

"I mean, you could always play around with me while we're kissing if you wanted" she smiled

"I I I I I could?" I stutter

"If you like to" she smiled "and maybe if you did I would play too and sort any problems that arise" she smirked

"Uhhh okay" I nod blushing very hard giving her another kiss she giggled giving me a kiss too soon enough we where back to making out I was about to move my hands and -

The door opened and my bedroom light clicked on so I quickly pulled away putting some distance between me and y/n

"What where you to doing up here?" My dad asks

"Nothing" i answered

"In your room? in the dark? In bed?" He asks

"Watching TV" she smiled

"Alright, you should head home now y/n, your parents will be worried" he said leaving my room and we sighed

"That was close" i blushed

"Indeed it was, my house tomorrow, we can lock the door" she winked getting her stuff

"Uhhh y/n, before you go... I- I really do like you, and if we're gonna keep kissing an stuff I I'd really like us to... Be something" I explain and she giggled at me

"Of course Thomas" she smiled kissing me "see you Tomorrow, my sweet boyfriend" she smiled

"Tomorrow, my beautiful girlfriend" I smiled giving her one more kiss before she went off home.

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Review #2

I honestly didn’t know what to expect when I clicked this link but the second I saw the title I knew I was in for a wild ride.

The Entire Train to Busan Movie but Every Zombie is Replaced by a Furry by Johnwick

Fandom: EXO

Pairing: Sekai, Oh Sehun + Kim Jongin ( Alongside Chanyeol + Kyungsoo implications and CBX being in one large polyamorous marriage )

Style: Oneshot

POV: Third person omniscient

Word Count: 20,510

Summary:  Ten people and their puppy overlord hop onto a train. You won’t BELIEVE what happens next! [GONE SEXUAL] [GONE WRONG]

Author note, which I feel to be a better summary of this:  One day, I’m chilling out maxing relaxing at school minding my own business, eating a chicken parma and chips, and I say, out loud: “Hey man. Imagine an apocalypse au fic. But with furries.” And my friend right, she goes, “swell. Bet you can’t write more than 10,000 words about this furpocalypse though.” So, I’m sitting there, sweet chilli mayo chip dip on my titties, and I say ‘challenge fucking accepted’. And so uhhhhh here we are.

Alright, so when I saw this in my ask box, I was instantly curious... And boy was I n o t disappointed. 

Plot:  If you’re looking for plot... This definitely has an interesting one. 

The story opens with the prologue in which a building is being quarantined, ran across by Lee Sooman on his way to work on a “lovely Monday morning”. Upon inquiring about the situation, the man he has an interesting conversation with tells him it’s nothing to be worried about and that “everything is under control”... Even though there’s a lot of screaming in the background.

Lee Sooman, finally able to move along and continue his ride to work, ends up hitting a moose with his monster truck, Tronald (full name: Tronald Dump). Ever the nature enthusiast, he obviously gets out to pay his respects to the creature... Only to discover curious blue fur protruding from its ear. Scared, and very confused, Mr.Lee runs back into Tronald and skids away.

Oh Sehun is an idol for SM Entertainment and Kim Jongin is the manager that’s helplessly whipped for him.

 Early in the story, Siwon, the man directly above Jongin, threatens to fire him from his job due to Sehun’s performance and recent media response. MNET didn’t count any of the streams from his fans and everything was a mess. Defeated, Jongin returns to Sehun’s place, after buying him a birthday present, sworn to secrecy not to mention the conversation he’d had with his supervisor. 

The two converse for awhile about Jongin missing Sehun’s closing stage, Sehun being passive about it but Jongin being extremely torn apart. More things happen, gifts are rejected, and the conversation turns and ends up leading to Jongin accompanying Sehun to Busan to visit his mother as a much-needed break.

On the way to the train station, curious enough, there are tons of fire trucks that race by them, screams, and a mysterious (D)eath No(te) that falls into Sehun’s hands.

Vivi, the overlord of all, is along for this entire story as well. Vivi demands attention and belly rubs.

Chanyeol and Kyungsoo are both on the train, YouTube beauty gurus attending a large convention that is being held up in Busan. Then, of course, there are the “brothers” Junmyeon and Yixing, and the three wives that Sehun encounters on his adventure to the bathroom whilst Jongin is sleeping.

Things on the train...take a shift in a... hairy direction. Before anyone knows it, there are furries on the train. Dangerous, anthropomorphic creatures that infect others by hugging them and spreading their virus of brightly colored fur and expressionless faces.

An unexpected friendship, group-partnership, rather, between the people thrown together blossoms. Before anyone knows it, they’re together fighting the furries at the stops and praying that it doesn’t end for them all.

Writing Evaluation:  For the most part, the writing of this fic was good! Nice pacing, a nice balance of description and allusion, blah blah blah. This fic was written as a shitpost, self-proclaimed by the author themselves, and it was really hilarious to read through it and find all of the jokes and memes. A lot of vines are quoted in it and some of the author’s little descriptions had me ugly laughing and on the verge of crying from literally how hilarious I thought these comments were. I actually called my friend and read this fic out loud to her so that we could laugh together about it.

The fic itself was, as previously mentioned, written nicely, but there was a noticeable amount of grammatical errors, particularly with “it’s” as a possessive vs as a contraction, that threw me off. There were also a lot of misplaced commas and run-ons, but, aside from that, it was really nice! I enjoyed the author’s writing style and it would’ve been even better if they had just worked on their grammar a little bit. (They also mixed up their verb tenses on multiple occasions. I understand that, though! Most people mess up verb tenses when they write fics for some reason.)

Favorites: Some of my favorite quirks from this fic include the following:

-Junmyeon not swearing ever until the end! 

-Junmyeon’s damn potatoes

-Yixing and his fidget spinner

-Tronald Dump, Lee Sooman’s monster truck

-The furry that saluted them through the door while wearing a Confederate flag armband and Chanyeol’s confusion

-While it’s not something I was all for personally, having CBX as women, and Minseok pregnant, was something unique to this fic? That’s for sure. 

-CHANYEOL’S MORPHE CODE

Quotes:   “Jongin bites his lip and tries his hardest to ignore the idol’s daddy complex for the third time in the past 24 hours.”

“- usuf Khan.” Jongin cringes internally. “ I love... Yousuf Khan.”

“But why would I want to fuck Sonic the Hedgehog in the first place, Baekhyun?”

"Sir, this is a real emergency. Sir? She's starting to get really…" Sohee clicks end on the call, as her eyes follow a slow movement. "… furry ."

Even stranger, the internet has already turned the situation into a meme. Muttering 'fuck it' to himself, he retweets a gif of Judge Judy tapping her wrist, captioned: 'My legs are already hairy and my GPA is dropping so when will these fucking furries come for me already?'

“I have had it,” he hisses in a tone that commands attention from everyone in the compartment, “with these motherfucking Furries on this motherfucking train.” 

Rating + Rec?  Would I recommend this to someone? Yes, I most certainly would recommend this to anyone that can appreciate a good meme and doesn’t get easily offended. It was really hilarious and if you need a good laugh, this fic is right up your alley. That is, if you don’t get offended by memes.

My overall ratings for the categories are as follows:

Plot/Plot Creativity: 10/10 ( Can I add bonus points for creativity? )

Writing: 7/10: Too many grammatical and punctuation errors for me to go without dropping this down, sadly.

Enjoyment: 10/10

Overall: 9/10

I really enjoyed the mess that was this fic and I scored it so highly because it was something that made me actually laugh? That’s very rare with me and fics. This is also something that I’ve never seen and would NEVER have come up with myself. I’m glad that someone out there did it.

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i can’t remember if i told this story on here or not but i’m telling it again because... im high

So basically I went to animeFest 2k17 this summer with one of my close hs friends and it was great, it resparked my interest in the whole cosplay community, so much Yuri on Ice, etc.

Back in the day I used to be a big SnK cosplayer of non-renown and I cosplayed Mikasa and Annie (naturally... obviously) and I still own the SnK cosplay gear and wigs because they were pricey (and no one wants a pseudo bondage harness these days lbr)

So it was the last day of AnimeFest and I’m lazy so I wear my Mikasa outfit, half-assed without the jacket not only because it’s hot but because that cosplay, much like me, was experiencing hardcore senioritis.

So it’s maybe two hours before the dealers room is supposed to close and my friend and i are standing near artist alley, trying to figure out what to do when this GIANT group of maybe 14 year-olds begin approaching -- like i catch them out of the corner of my eye like “GOD please DO NOT approach us” but naturally they approach, and i can tell they’re young because they have parents in two. 

These second gen SnK Fans, bless them, approach me and are all excited like “MIKASA! Guys, we found a Mikasa!” and im like “oh no.” So one of them, this really gung-ho kid as Reiner (a rarity) is like “Do you wanna do a group” and my dumb, foolish 22 year-old ass is like “Oh, like a few group photos” so i said “Sure”. And the kids go “Great! Now we can go around the con as a group!” and INSTANTLY my heart drops into my stomach because “Fuck” i literally cannot go around with a group of kids ten years younger than me. So i look at my friend like “Ahhh what do i do” and she’s LAUGHING because of course she is. Eventually she’s like “Just tell them you have to go to the dealers room before it closes” so i was like “Yes, logical.” 

So i told them that. I was like “Hey, actually uhhhhh.... sorry about this but I actually gotta head to the dealers room before it closes, but I’d love to take some group photos with you all!” and like they were mildly disappointed but were like “Okay” so the parents, this tired looking mother and kind of an oaf of a husband whip out the cameras. And me, of course I’m in the middle, not an easy escape route. 

We ended up standing there for a good four minutes while the parents just photo-took away. 

And that’s the time i almost got stuck parading around a con with a bunch of fifteen year-olds. 

#text #long post #story time sunday #ahhhhhh cosplay adventures #idk im in a really big anime con mood #like im craving to go to one #but my next one isn't until Anime Los Angeles