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baby-yongbok · 11 months

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My Savior?

Yandere!Hyunjin x Sadodere!BangChan x Fem!Reader

Genre: Angst, non idol

Warnings: Yandere, Manipulation, Jealousy, swearing, Stalking, obsession, mentions of murder, physical abuse (towards reader), threats (towards reader), description of injuries, possessiveness, gaslighting. If any of these tags trigger you than PLEASE do not read or continue with caution! (Sorry if I missed any tags)

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Word Count: 1922

Note: Hyunjin and Third Person POV

Summary: You and Hyunjin go way back. You've know each other since your senior year of university and your friendship meant a lot to eachother, you just didn't know that it still meant a lot to Hyunjin. He values you as more than a friend and your boyfriend Chan is anything but happy about that. Chan plans to let you know just how unhappy he is with you trying to rekindle your friendship with Hyunjin but when things get heated a certain someone is there to 'save the day'.

Hyunjin's POV

There she goes again, switching those fucking hips so hard. She clearly likes the attention it brings her, the men around her breaking their necks to get a better look at her beautiful --

" Hyunjin?" Fuck, she saw me. I was going to try to surprise her.

"Y/n, hey." I've been practicing my surprised face for a moment like this one. It's pretty hard to be 'surprised' to see someone that you see everyday. "What are you doing out here? Don't you live across town?"

"You know I can't resist Ron's coffee, what about you? It's been forever since I've seen you, where have you been?" To answer your question, yes, I do know that you can't resist the coffee here. You've been coming to this cafe every Saturday and Wednesday after yoga class since our senior year of college. I'm honestly surprised that you stuck with Yoga for two whole years. You've always been bad at committing to things.

"Oh, you know, I've been around. Been doing a little bit of everything, a lot of freelancing."

"That sounds great, I know it can be a bit challenging for photographers to make a living out here but you're so talented I know that you'll find a permanent spot soon." She's smiling, so I can't help but to do the same. She's so cute and foolish. I'll never settle at one job, I need to be close to her. I made a promise never to be more than two miles from her at all times just in case--.

"Y/n." Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. No, no, no. Not him, what the fuck is he doing here.

"Chan, hey, I thought you'd never show up. This is Hyunjin, we went to Uni together. Hyunjin, this is my boyfriend Chan." Oh, I know who he is, Bang Christopher Chan, twenty-five years old, born October third which makes him a libra. I could go on and on about your cute little scumbag here.

"Nice to meet you." I offer my hand to him and his icy stare meets my burning one. He doesn't budge, you can barely tell that he's breathing. You wanna be a tough guy? Two can play that game.

"Chan" Y/n nudges him in his side and he serves her a disapproving glare. Running my hand through my hair I smile over at y/n.

"It's fine, some people have a hard time containing their jealousy when they're around me."

"Come on, y/n, we'll be late." Late? You don't have anywhere to be. She would've put it in her Google Calendar.

"Uh, right. Well um, Hyunjin it was awesome seeing you. Text me sometime." He grips the back of her neck and guides her past me just as she went in for a hug. I'd be lying if I said it didn't take everything in me not to snatch her from him. She doesn't need someone like him, always so cold towards her. Does he even have a heart? How could you not smile at the sight of her short curly hair, her bright eyes and crooked smile. How could you resist such a ravishing woman? It takes everything in me not to step out of her closet in the mornings and fuck her right over her desk.

Before I could say my goodbye the cafe door closed behind them and Chan looked back at me with a smirk. My jaw clenched at the sight, he thinks he's got her. He thinks he can take her from me, he thinks this is goodbye. It is far from goodbye, it's see you later. Maybe, tonight.

Third person POV

"Why would you tell him to text you later?" The echo of Chan slamming his car keys down on the table in the main hallway echoed through the quiet apartment. Y/n trailed in behind him, annoyance evident in her eyes and tone.

"I told you a thousand times, I was being kind. Hyunjin and I haven't seen each other in a year and a half. We were best friends and I've missed him." That's all she had to say to trigger him, he turned swiftly, caging her body against the hallway wall with his arms on either side of her body. He leaned down to her, inches away from her face and snarled.

"You what?"

"I- I said that.. I missed.. him." A smirk plays upon Chan's lips, it deepens into a smile as he processes what she just had the nerve to tell him.

"You shouldn't say things that you don't mean, Y/n. That makes you a liar and no love of mine is going to be a liar. You do not miss him." A stiff laugh spills from Chan's lips causing y/n to shiver and squeeze her eyes shut. She knew that Chan could get jealous to say the least but he's never come off this… Intense. "Listen, baby, I don't want you talking to him okay? I think that's a simple request and I expect you to follow it. Am I clear?"

The silence that followed Chan's question seemed to worsen the situation almost instantly, slamming his hands against the wall he inches closer to her until they are practically sharing the same breath. "Am I fucking clear, y/n?"

"Yes." Her answer is firm and rushed, it's also a lie. She knew that if Hyunjin were to message her, she'd answer. How could she not? Their friendship goes so far back it would just be rude to ignore him.

"Good, pet." Backing away from her Chan turns his attention towards the living room. "I'm Ordering thai, I'll get your usual "

Y/n stood there, shaken and silent as she watched Chan walk away. Little did she know that Hyunjin had seen the whole thing, it was moments like these that he was thankful for installing those nano-cameras a year ago. It was times like these that Hyunjin was tempted to burst through the front door and save her from him, but he knew he had to wait just a little longer.

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"Who's that?" Y/n's phone chime triggered Chan to speak for the first time in almost two hours. The two had been sitting in the living room in silence flipping through channels until they came across a Criminal Minds marathon. Pressing her home button, y/n checks her phone then shrugs her shoulders seconds after.

"Just an Instagram notification. " Her gaze settles back onto the TV screen but Chan's is fixed on her.

"Are you sure about that?" Y/n's eyes quickly meet Chan's before she averts her gaze to his chest.

"Yes, Chris, I am sure." Her tone, that's what did it. That's what got him started, what caused the corners of his lips to curve into a cynical smile. The violent exhale that followed caused y/n to squirm in her seat a bit, fear bubbling in her stomach.

"I thought I just told you..." Lifting himself and swiftly leaning over y/n like a shadow, Chan grasps the front of her neck and pushes her head back slightly cutting off her air supply. "I don't fucking like liars, and yet, here we are.

The small gasps that y/n managed to let out filled the room along with the noise of a car commercial on the TV. Chan's eyes bore into hers like he was searching for something he hasn't been able to find for years. Like he was waiting for her to look the least bit sorry. Releasing his grip on her neck he swings his arm and the back of his hand sweeps across her cheek harshly causing y/n to shift in her seat. Grabbing a handful of hair he pulls her head back to look him in the eyes and his disturbing yet amused face has shifted to an icy stare.

"How many times am I going to have to telling you the same fucking thing?" His voice was calm yet bitter. "Do I have to beat it into you? Maybe fuck you into submission? Solitary confinement, maybe."

Y/n's heart was beating at nearly a million beats per second but that was nothing compared to Hyunjin's. The sound of Chan's words rang through his head like a church bell. Today was the day that he had to go and save her. Before he knew it he was out of his car and across the street. The sound of y/n whimpering spilled from the cracked window and he used that as his green light. It was almost like he could hear her calling his name in each cry.

Using his copy of the key that he made, Hyunjin busted into the apartment closing the door behind him and rushing to the living to find a half dressed y/n with red marks in a uniform pattern down her back. Her tear littered face turned to look up at him and he felt his heart flutter and sink all at once.

"What the fuck are --" before Chan could finish his sentence Hyunjin had charged at him. Hands balled into fists and ready to fire. Pinning Chan to the ground, Hyunjin had the upper hand for a while. Landing punches in places that were sure to bruise later and remind Chan of this day, this moment.

"What the…" Y/n's voice trailed off into a whisper of silence as she crawled away from the altercation scrambling to her feet. She watched, confused and in pain from the punishment that Chan administered seconds ago.

Chan managed to push Hyunjin off of him and land a strong punch to his nose. The two scrambled to stand and stood across from each other, smirking.

"How fucking dare you touch her like that." All Chan did was chuckle darkly and shake his head slightly.

"I was wondering what it would take for you to come out of hiding." Hyunjin's eyes widened, he knew?

"Now what? Gonna save the day? Take her from me and run away to the land of butterflies and rainbows? " Chan glares at Hyunjin with a cocky grin as he wipes the blood from his nose.

"You don't deserve her, it's me that she needs. I'd never harm her, that's all you seem to know how to fucking do." Chan claps sarcastically causing Hyunjin to snarl aggressively.

"How sweet, but you're missing one key piece…" taking a step closer to Hyunjin, Chan sticks his hands in his pockets. "I'm not letting her go. She's mine, she belongs to me. I won her before you did and I don't plan on letting her go anytime--"

"I'll take her from you, I know her better. I can love her better than you ever imagined you could. " Turning around to face a frightened y/n, Hyunjin smiles. "Baby, let me finally take care of you… I've been here everyday since senior year waiting for you."

"W- what do you mean everyday? You've been.. in my house?" Y/n's visible trembling breaks Hyunjin's heart but he's too far past his capacity of emotional vulnerability to aid her at the moment.

"Of course, Darling, I've been here all along. Watching you sleep, eat, and get hurt by this monster. Now is finally my chance to protect you from him. I'll do whatever I have to do to get you away from him."

"Kill me, that's what you'd have to do. And even then I'd find a way." Hyunjin and Chan stare at each other almost as if it's a game and y/n is the prize.

"Murder, eh? I can do that."

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darklydeliciousdesires · 7 months

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Immortal Beloved - A John Shelby/Vampire OFC Story.

Well, guys. It's happening. Kinda happening. Testing the waters, yep. We'll go with that. I'm not convinced it's any good despite my best efforts, so I thought I'd see what you thought by sharing the prologue. Who knows? You might love it and then I could feel a little much-needed cheer when I'm going through a bit of a black spot at present, but if not then I know I have to go away and work harder on it. Either way, your feedback matters to me, and I thank in advance those kind enough to leave it.

The story will differ slightly from canon here and there, as you will notice, but not so much that's unrecognisable. Slightly AU, shall we say!

Here we go!

Tag list - In the comments

Words - 1,956

Warnings - Adult themes + vampire content throughout. Minors DNI!

Prologue

He stumbled, muttering cusses that fluttered off to permeate the silence of the night, rooting his feet as he straightened, pulling his overcoat around himself more. The cobbles underfoot already twinkled with a smattering of frost, the air thick with winter mist and pungent coal smoke, John feeling his pale skin tremble. The bitter December cold greeted him with her usual sting upon that night.

“Don’t get so pie-eyed that you don’t know what’s what, John. That goes for all of us.”

John Shelby wasn’t always the most proficient at following orders, especially when a bad business day had led to his arrival at The Garrison, a decision to sink nine whiskies one after the other and six pints, thus leading to him sitting there sloshed and grinning.

His troubles had been far behind him as he’d revelled in merriment, loudly championing to his cohorts exactly what he would like to do to Clara Bow, for instance, should he have the screen siren within his lustful clutches for long enough. He’d heeded Tommy’s advice to begin with, but on that day, the loss of over a grand thanks to a horse who should have lost, and a jockey with other ideas, his elder brother’s words of warning had fallen on deaf ears.

“Fucking Rasmussen’s,” he muttered, sniffing as he at least attempted to walk up Watery Lane in a straight-ish line. “Bastards can fucking try and ‘ave me, but they won’t. Fucking Geordie cunts.”

The Rasmussen’s, of the family Rasmussen, were a definite thorn in the side of anyone with the surname Shelby at that moment, the Newcastle criminal outfit currently making their presence known, and loudly. Barges that moved through the canal systems anywhere close to their areas within the north had been firebombed, their cargo sunk, Shelby bookmaking stands ransacked at the races, and threats to the family delivered with malicious intent; stay out of the north, or else.

The Shelby’s were not the type to simply back off, though. They were the type to be on their guard against any reprisal attacks, vengeance against the kind of Shelby retribution the likes of which had - after quite the bloodied brawl - sent the Rasmussen’s scarpering from a race meet in Derby two weekend’s past.

The family would not simply roll over and take the threat lying down, and neither would the Rasmussen’s. They were great in number, and where hand to hand strength lay, perhaps the most formidable in force that the Shelby’s had ever encountered. That strength did not seem normal, more deity gifted than naturally arising.

They bred ‘em hard as nails in the north, apparently.

As he staggered, lying down was exactly what John wished to be doing, once again standing to root his feet upon the slippery cobbles, looking up at a streetlamp which had begun to flicker slightly, the bulb then suddenly popping with an audible bang.

First assuming a stray bullet had been responsible, it was just the sobering shock he needed to quickly take stock, his sky-blue eyes scanning the darkened street for any kind of movement through the thick fog, drawing himself up taller as his hand automatically hovered over the gun nestled within his ever-present holster. Bang, bang, bang, another three streetlamp bulbs all shattered, plunging the lane into darkness, John feeling the effects of the whiskey diminish as his senses prickled on high alert.

He stood statuesque, his ears pricked, eyes still darting from left to right while his hand curled around the thick handle of the gun, primed, ready. They wouldn’t get the better of him, oh fuck no. He blinked, and a figure finally came into view a couple of hundred yards ahead, seemingly appearing from nowhere. He blinked again and saw that the woman dressed in white and stained with blood had moved again, John shaking his head in confusion.

It must have been the drink. People did not move from one side of the street to the other at such a speed, seemingly vanishing and appearing once more within a blink.

She appeared to be on high alert, John watching as she sniffed the air, a deep, foreboding rumble sounding through the night. He wondered whose dog was out at that hour, until it hit him; the growl was coming from her. It was a noise neither of human nor beast, an eerie, echoless reverberation, his heartbeat amping up a notch as he watched.

Another blink and she was once again moved, a tearing sound filling the air, followed by a shrill cry, gurgling noises, spluttering. Looking to his right, he witnessed the woman dragging a man who had been concealed within the shadows out into the street, her mouth clamped upon his neck. John stood motionless, his eyes widening as he viewed the scene, a cold snap of horror shocking his bones as he witnessed her yank the man’s head clean from his neck with frighteningly swift finesse.

His jaw began to tremor, his grip upon the gun in his hand tight as she walked to him, her fingers tangled in the black hair of the severed head she carried, a shock of crimson painting her chin and neck from where she had gorged upon the blood of the now lifeless, headless body slumped upon the cobbles.

“Who the...” he began as she halted before him, changing track. “What the fuck are you?”

Her lips curled into a smirk, holding the severed head aloft, blood and sinew dripping onto the ground below. “I am the one who saved you from Samuel Rasmussen. He waited for you.” Her head jerked back a fraction in the direction of the darkened lane. “Same as his three friends.”

The silken purr of her voice was so alluring, it almost overrode the fact that John stood so terrified, he honestly did not know what on earth to say next. Had he truly seen what he saw? Was this merely a whiskey hazed dream? Surely, he was about to wake with a start, a thumping headache accompanying the morning that followed such peculiar dreams, for this couldn’t be real.

Could it?

Dropping the head to the floor, her hand reached for him, John’s shaking grip upon the gun solidifying as he thrust his arm forth, attempting to press the barrel to her skull. He found himself disarmed faster than he could comprehend, the Webley revolver landing with a clatter upon the ground.

“Shhh,” she soothed, her enchanting eyes flitting over him, her long nails gently trailing his cheeks as she viewed him intently. “I mean you no harm.”

Studying her up close properly, it was then that he noticed them, the two long, pointed teeth in place of where her canines should have sat, the smooth white smudged with red. His heart pounded like a war drum, his entire body feeling light. The lithe muscles of his form pinched tightly in fear, yet a juxtaposing sense of calm seemed to swirl through him at her softly delivered words.

“You can trust me. I wish nothing more than to instil that within you.” What on earth was that accent? He couldn’t place it at all.

How exactly, he could trust a woman who had just decapitated a man with her bare hands after drinking his blood, he didn’t know, but he felt on an instinctual level that he could. Unless it was the whiskey. Whiskey, of course, had the power to lie.

The woman, though, seemed to be earnest in what she had told him, her nails stroking her cheeks as she studied him, her blue eyes flitting, taking him in. Oh, how she approved of what she gazed upon. He was magnificently handsome. Her nails stroked a hail of goose bumps over his alabaster skin, reaching his neck as she leaned forward, sniffing him. A contented sigh fluttered over her lips.

“Your blood smells like earth and fire, honey and dark orchids.”

What?

He frowned, perplexed, opening his mouth to speak. No words came forth. He was so overcome by her that speech was beyond him. It felt like she was pouring soothing waves of calm into him, and little did he realise, but he was correct. Her kind could transmit energies to humans in order to placate their fears.

Staring down at her, it struck him sharply, how much she didn’t quite look like she belonged there. Striking she was, with her milky skin that matched his own, her throat and chest covered in tattoos, symbols and swirls he didn’t recognise whatsoever. He knew tattooed ladies existed, but he was yet to witness one up until then, the dark-haired, blue-eyed woman smiling, her nails like sensual daggers upon his neck.

She was unlike anyone else he’d ever encountered, a woman of distinct enigma.

There was something about her that didn’t fit, decapitation and blood drinking aside. She looked as if she’d come from another time, a different age. This yanked at his interest almost as much as her allure, her pale skin seeming to glow beneath the light of the moon, now unincumbered by clouds as it shone its rays down upon them.

“You are perhaps the most beautiful creature I have seen in a long, long time.”

No, it was not he who uttered those words. It was the woman, her statement one of parting, John blinking and finding her vanished once more into the night. She’d left him breathless, with every hair on his body feeling like it was standing on end.

Vampires tended to have that effect on the living.

While the third youngest of the Shelby men made his way into their abode, the vampire moved at speed, perching herself atop the roof of one of the opposing back-to-back houses. The dark slate tingled against her bare feet, but being a creature of zero body heat unless she was sitting close to a source of warmth, it was of no bother to her.

She sharpened her senses to the night, listening intently to every noise, every rustle. A bottle rolled over and tinkled over the cobbles a few streets away, a gentleman a few further on than that regurgitated the many beers he’d sunk in a nearby pub into the gutter, too, but other than that, all was quiet.

Well, mostly all.

Within the homestead she had been watching over, she heard the brand-new object of her desire being berated by the woman named Polly, as she’d gathered. Closing her eyes, she saw the one she knew to be named John there in her mind, a throb reverberating through her. Goodness, how handsome he was close up, perhaps the most divine man she’d encountered in a while.

He carried himself with such pride and confidence, being a member of a notable criminal outfit, of course he would. A vampire of her age could tell so much more about a person, though, just by studying them, as she had with him and his family from the shadows. For all his acts of violence and authority, of which she had witnessed a couple, she sensed a man a little less ruthless than his elder brothers, with a heart a touch softer.

It was the softness within him that pulled her in the most.

She had gone there that night with the view of a single-minded agenda, only to encounter John Shelby up close for the first time and realise that her plight was perhaps not going to be quite as polarised as she’d first envisioned. Confident that the family were safe from any further acts of violent subterfuge, the vampire took one last look at the house.

“Until next time, beautiful creature.”

She was gone into the darkness within a blink.

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zoeykallus · 1 year

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Hey! Hope you’re doing great 🥰 and feeling well

Love your writing! and I was thinking of an AU where Hunter’s chip activated instead of Wrecker on Bracca, with a fem reader and omegas reaction…of course if you feel comfortable with it.

Have an amazing day!

Aloha! I'm doing okay, thanks for asking :)) Hope you are doing well too!

Interesting request! Let's look into it!

Hunter x Fem!Reader One-Shot - You Are In Violation Of Order 66...

Warning: Angst / Canon Typical Violence / Inhibitor-Chip Trigger In Hunter / Hurt

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It shouldn't really be a surprise. You came here for a reason. Hunter had been having frequent headaches and exhibiting conspicuous behavior sometimes. That's why you're here today on Bracca in the junk Jedi Cruiser. The guys should all have their chips removed.

Hunter is supposed to go first, but when Tech goes to sedate him, it happens. The chip asserts itself and activates. Hunter's hand jumps out and grabs Tech's wrist to keep the sedative away from himself.

Tech's expression is shocked and worried.

"Hunter?"

The other hand reaches for Tech's neck.

"Hunter!" croaks Tech.

"You are in violation of order 66…"

You hear the words and your stomach wants to turn upside down. You hurriedly push Omega behind you to protect her. Your gaze jumps frantically around the room. Rex and Wrecker are outside, still on their way here. Only Echo and Tech are with you.

"Go and hide", you whisper to Omega.

Echo's gaze briefly meets yours, but then you're distracted, Hunter knocking Tech off his feet with a kick and knocking him out.

As Hunter's head whips around and looks in your direction, your blood freezes in your veins. His gaze is cold and fixed. That's not your Hunter there. Then he notices Echo heading for his blaster. They have all taken off their equipment because of the scan and the treatment that was to follow.

Both men rush at the same time to get to the blasters. Hunter is faster. You don't really think, before Hunter can turn the blaster on Echo, you leap forward and kick his wrist. The blaster falls out of his hand and slides across the metal floor under a cabinet.

You should have seen it coming, yet his fist hits you like a steam hammer, right on the sternum. You stagger back and gasp for air, that would definitely hurt for a while. Staggering back, you bump your back against a wall.

At first, you can't breathe, the blow has driven the air out of your lungs and knocked you off balance. Adrenaline and panic flood through you. Omega had hidden as you had asked her to. You can't see her anywhere, that's good, then Hunter can't see her either, but you don't doubt he'll find her if no one stops him.

But right now, Hunter is focused on you. He charges at you, and at first you can't help but reflexively raise your arms in front of your body and close your eyes, waiting for him to attack you. But nothing happens.

Instead, you hear a commotion. You open your eyes and see Wrecker wrapping his long, strong arms around Hunter from behind, Echo holding his legs, and Rex picking up the sedative Tech dropped to inject into him.

Within seconds, Hunter's resistance wears off, and finally he is unconscious. Wrecker lays him on the scanner's stretcher.

Your heart races, your muscles tremble. With a trembling hand, you rub your sternum. Taking a few deep breaths, you turn to Tech, who is just coming to, and help him to his feet.

"Are you all right ad'ika?" asks Echo.

"Yeah, sure, just a little shocked," you say somewhat absentmindedly.

"What about Tech?" asks Wrecker.

Tech says with a groan, "It's okay, a few bruises, nothing earth-shattering".

Omega comes storming out of hiding and wraps her arms around you. She looks distraught and is shaking.

"It's okay," you say softly, stroking her blonde hair reassuringly. "That was just the chip, we're going to remove it now, and then we'll have our Hunter back."

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You sit at Hunter's side. The procedure took longer than expected, and he has been lying still for a while now. Omega has fallen asleep in Wrecker's arms.

You are about to fall asleep yourself when Hunter finally stirs. Nervously, you watch him. He rubs his eyes, moans softly and slowly straightens up to sit. Hunter looks at you and his expression becomes soft and sad.

"Cyare," he says softly, "I'm so sorry."

He gently reaches out and places his hand on your chest, right where his fist had hit you before.

"I hurt you"

You smile and say softly, "It wasn't your fault. Just a bruise, nothing bad".

He sighs and gently pulls you close, wrapping his arms around you. You don't tell him how much you've frightened yourself, you don't want him to blame himself even more, you know he already feels bad.

"How is Omega?" he asks softly while still holding you in his arms.

"She wasn't hurt, she was scared, but she's fine".

You point to Wrecker, who is holding Omega in his arms.

Hunter kisses your temple.

"Good thing you stopped me, I think I would have killed Echo otherwise".

You swallow, the thought has crossed your mind too.

He gets up from the stretcher and pulls you to the side with him.

He says sternly, "We should get moving, so something like this doesn't happen to another one of us."

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chiarrara · 2 months

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(part two of this ask from @distorzija-misli6 <3)

Basketball AU: I don't know as much about Basketball as I do about Baseball, so this is a good chance for me to think through positions & what each character's role on the court would be! (and decide if I want to make them taller than their canon heights)

Nobara: I talked about how Nobara likes to drive to the basket and draw (or make) fouls a lot. She's also got a good midrange shot and can make three pointers. She can play anywhere on the court, she's a really versatile player, and she always goes hard. She's also a huge shit talker. She has a reputation for elbowing, pushing, and doing anything to get the ball. Basically, the way she sees it, everyone on the other team is an enemy and she doesn't care what happens to them as long as she gets the basket & her team gets the win. She's not super sappy and motivational with her teammates, she's more into tough love. But she's also super loyal and trusts her teammates fully. I maintain she'd be a sixth man off the bench who can easily sub in for a shooting guard or a forward. (also I might bump her up to be at least 5'5" or 5'7" girly is so short)

Maki: She's a team leader. Cool headed, very skilled, hard worker--she practices more than anyone. She's great at taking charge on the court & directing plays. She's an amazing ball handler, she can dribble the ball up the court, make tough passes, get out of traps, and throw the ball in, all without making a turnover (losing the ball and giving it up to the other team). She has a natural commanding presence and her teammates look up to her and follow her lead. She is absolutely a tough love girly, though. She will tell you exactly what you suck at and need to improve, and you're not gonna get a lot of praise from her. But that just means it means even more when you do get it. Ya girl is a point guard with a good shooting arm and amazing court sense and game knowledge. (I might bump her up to 5'9" or 5'11" just to keep her height on Nobara)

Megumi: Since Megumi is also really strategic I think he started out as a point guard on the men's team, but when the teams merge, he and Maki have to compete for the spot. He kind of wants to just give it to her, but she absolutely won't let him so they play for it. Unfortunately, when it comes down to it, he just isn't as driven, is too unselfish with the ball, doesn't go all out and loses (queue Gojo-Megumi heart to heart). After that, I think he transitions to more of a shooting guard/small forward position. He's a defensive focused player, he gets near the basket to get rebounds, he creates opportunities on offense by running plays that confuse the defense, he blocks players on the other team to create scoring opportunities for his shooters. He can score from anywhere on the court, but he often passes the ball when he should be taking a wide open shot. Room for improvement. (we'll make him 6'1"-6'2"?)

Yuuji: He's a tough player, strong and athletic, but he's not fouling on purpose like Nobara does. He plays under the basket a lot, he's a strong shooter. He's got all kinds of layups, jump shots, and the occasional three. Any opportunity to dunk he's taking it. Any opportunity to block the other teams shot, he's taking it. He's extremely coachable, if you tell him to jump, he literally asks how high. Great free throw shooter because he can just turn off crowd noise & distraction and focus in. He's the notorious D1 athlete in a post game interview. His answer to everything is "we left it all on the court" or "we gave it 110%". One time he broke his nose colliding with a guy and had to wear one of those bizzare looking face guards for like a month after. (6'0" he's gotta be shorter than Megumi, sorry)

Yuuta & Toge: They're both shooting guards, knocking down three pointers. Yuuta tends to defend more under the basket because of his height where Toge is out on the perimeter. Toge's a great ball handler and can make quick passes and weave around the defense. Yuuta's great at getting in position, side-stepping, shot faking, at shooting from mid-court. They're both supportive teammates and are great cheerleaders from the bench. (Yuuta is 6'4" and Toge is only 5'10" on a good day)

Panda: He's the tallest, the biggest, and the strongest. He's posted up under the basket making layups, blocking shots, getting rebounds, and boxing dudes out so they have to take bad shots. He can go absolute beast mode on a counter attack and jump over a dude to get a slam dunk. He's the biggest morale-booster & the heart of the team. (he's still 6'7")

Shoko: She was the head coach of the women's team and when they merged, she got the position to coach the coed team. She's decisive, outwardly unemotional, and extremely effective. She doesn't pump the team up with big speeches, she's much more subtle, but she develops the relationships in practice and throughout the season so when it comes to a make or break moment, her team believes her when she says, "Well, I know you can win, so are you going to?

#jjk basketball au #nobamaki basketball au #nobamaki #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #nobara kugisaki #maki zenin #megumi fushiguro #itadori yuuji #shoko ieiri

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Tribe! Another fun one off.

Honestly with all the stress and everything of TBB lately given the Wait for season 3, I'm just appreciating these one off adventures, I honestly wish we had more of them putting me at odds with a ton of the fandom.

God I love Tech insisting they do not need to check the chain codes because HE MADE THEM HIMSELF like bby they don't know you and also that is the MOST suspicious thing you could have said.

I feel like Echo is on guard duty because they had DISAGREEMENTS about delivering fake chain codes to whoever the hell. Also the way Omega doesn't even wait ten seconds after Echo goes inside to start wandering off because she just feels something is Wrong.

GUNGI <3

His reaction to clones is painful, it makes complete sense after Order 66 but still. My heart ;_;

The droid hearing "We have a situation" and immediately looking up at the batch like this has to be their fault.

"The cause of that blaster fire is either Echo or Omega..... most likely Omega." Tech is the funniest man in this show.

God Gungi with sad eyes is the SINGLE MOST HEARTBREAKING THING. BABY. I want to cherish and protect this carpet.

Echo and Hunter conferring is one of my favorite things still, they're really co-leaders at this point, even if the orders still come from Hunter.

"He's a Jedi, he's not safe anywhere" WAILING

I'm sorry Hunter calling it a laser sword like he's never worked with a jedi before is still SO funny.

Gungi only remembering Kashyyyk from his dreams is the kind of thing I will think about and then immediately get sad again that is the saddest possible thing to say ever.

The music when they arrive at the destroyed village is GREAT.

"The Empire destroyed our home too. Don't worry, we'll find your people." - this is something that's going to come back in season 3 I'm sure, when Pabu is destroyed. This is why I think that what will end up being irrevocably lost through the show isn't people, it's places, dealing with the loss of a place you Belong, and moving past that by having your People, your community and your family, with you. It permeates through Echo's focus on rescuing other clones, Omega's desire to keep the batch together and reunite everyone, Pabu as a city of refugees who found and support each other.

Ugh the destroying the carved stones, the importance of culture and how the Empire just destroys it without any care while Phee tries to restore and preserve it. But tying in with the previous - as long as the people survive, not everything is lost.

YANNA <3 I LOVE YANNA

"Jedi or not, he's still a child. He needs his people." MORE THINGS THAT MAKE MY HEART HURT IN THE BEST WAY.

Today on 'Cultural Sensitivity With Echo' we cover 'eating unknown foods'

"We'll stay and help you fight them. You don't have to do this alone." AGAIN, THEMES THAT ARE IMPORTANT.

I love how open and chill they are with 'the trees have a plan' like fuck why not, we're following the trees lead here.

Goddddd waking up the giant spiders to attack the Trandoshans, I love it.

The bad guy just being dragged away screaming. Don't want to see what happens to Venomor! Though to be fair, we don't see him die he might be fine. Still, dragged into the spider nest is generally considered Not Fun.

The cut between 'the fire is spreading too fast' and 'the fire is out never mind' is still AWFULLY ABRUPT.

Echo finally trying some soupdrink and proclaiming it Not Bad. See your extreme disgust was unnecessary.

"They're both just kids. But they don't get to be. Not in this galaxy." "When a young one leaves, the trees weep. But when they return, the trees sing. As this child has found his new home, perhaps one day we all will find a new path."

This episode I think also gets passed over as filler a lot but literally Tribe lays out the themes of the show SO explicitly. I think that it would feel a little less terrifying to think of season 3 if we remembered more about episodes like this.

#the bad batch rewatch

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TSATS, Finally!!

This's a very long post guys...

Idk if I have a natural ability to ignore responsibilities or I'm just genuinely not good at keeping promises. But yes, finally the long awaited review of tsats is here.

So, the general rating for me is 3.5, which is... Really good, considering the book,,

Now you know, points to talk about:

Firstly guys I want to tell you that, unfortunately the sun and the star had me run into a deep reading slumber, which is something I never expected it to happen. Idk if you noticed this but my favourite character in whole Riordanverse is Nico! And Will comes closely after him, so I thought tsats would only be a fast run to me, it's basically a solangelo fanfic just written by the original author. But as I ran the first 100 pages I found myself drained, I was bored, I was tired and we really weren't going anywhere. It was a displayer of Nico and Will's love for each other, and I'm sorry to be that person but!! I dislike it when the ship is just out there living and laughing like I'm sorry but I need them to suffer first then some smiles and laughs at the end would do (insert some offended face).

Yeah, let's talk real. I know we had to go through that introduction to know where exactly the two of them stand in their relationship to be able to observe the change and development later on, but it was very repetitive.

Nico is made from darkness, Nico had so much darkness, Nico lives in the shadows, Nico doesn't think he deserves love, Nico doubts Will's love, Nico feels he's not enough for Will. It all goes in circles and I didn't like it. Nico I know you're emo and such but I just think the narration focused too much in it on expense of getting good Will expressing.

And this coming from a big Nico di Angelo lover, I feel like we don't quite exactly know Will even after this whole book, there's yet so much to unfold about him, his mother, his life at camp, his feelings after all toa happened like his father was a teenager just like him and was the biggest loser ever (lol, I just love Lester), how come we didn't discuss that? Nico is a character we all know, we lived with him, we experienced every feeling he went through, he wasn't new to us which is not the case with Will. What's the difference between us and the troglodytes? All we know that he's a son of Apollo, a healer and Nico's glow-in-the-dark boyfriend.

I just felt the need to summarise because I felt that what I wrote could be compromised in better wording: the narration was too repetitive and too focused on Nico and his dark past™ which is not necessarily a bad thing but I just feel it'd be better if cut it a bit shorter and clear the stage for Will, because -surprise surprise- Will also has some dark parts (although not much like Nico, and yes I know the book touches the topic later on but it'd have been way better if we were introduced to it from the start thus it'd grow on us and would be very convenient later on. Tbh the book just goes "oh, Will also got a dark side, he must share it with Nico..." But what I'm saying is, we never were exposed to it, what's the darkness within Will? Those pigeons? His mother performing and him staying backstage? I feel like we could explore it much better) anyways, it'd also be really great if we got to experience Nico's dark past yet from Will's point of view more often, that way the whole communication arc would be better, because we will know that Will already had a solid image of Nico in his head (yes his lovely little emo boy with miserable history but we'll get to know what he knows about the Nico and also the flaws he had picked up in him) and as the time goes we'll get to experience that image altering.

I know someone will think "but it's a Nico di Angelo adventure!" Yes I know, but don't you think getting to know Nico, our adored character, from his boyfriend perspective would be much interesting? Come on guys, see the potential.

Let's rewind a little bit, so 100 pages, I'm bored I stopped reading for three days then picked the book yet again and..... Stopped after 50 pages ;-;

I'M SORRY BUT I REALLY WASN'T FEELING THE VIBES OKAY I KNOW IT'S TOTALLY MY FAULT AND I'M SORRY GUYS.

And picked the book for the last time today and finished it.

Oh yes, another thing that felt off for me is how Chiron and Dionysus are portrayed here, idk they felt so out of character and the whole "dO wE hUg nOw?" I'm sorry, that was cringe, dw it's on me guys.

And there were points where the writing was so inconsistent, I never read anything of Oshiro's work before, but it's so painfully obvious when his and Rick's writing styles clashes (ugly clashes) that it makes the book really obviously written by more than one author, and other points where idk if Rick is trying water down his style or Oshiro is trying to level the work up to the satire and sarcasm Riordan's books are known for. Anyways, it could use some editing (and it's definitely edited but not enough to mask every hole, because if a dumb person like me speed reading the book was able to pick all that then it's obviously not enough).

Also Nyx was stupid. Yes, that's my statement. Iget it you refuse to change but I hate how dumb her plan was. First of all, why leave Bob without guard? I mean you obviously have better chances in luring Nico and maybe killing Will if they don't have a Titan with them?? But yeah this's not about her.

I also hated we lost originality here, I already told you guys it read like a fanfic, but it really was a fanfic, every fanservice they could include they did include. For example the Hades allowing Bianca and Maria to talk to Nico once again, look I'm not complaining (as you'll read later) but really WHAT THE FUCK??! Weren't they reincarnated or whatever? How the fuck is that possible?

Also isn't Tartarus like, beyond the powers of the gods?? Then how is Hades going to retrieve whoever-was-his-name-centaure-satyr out of it? And just because Nico asked nicely?

Another thing, I know that you can issue a quest (just like what Percy and Annabeth did to rescue Grover in SOM, and like what Ares did in SON) but how the fuck do you send a prophecy?? Isn't this also too much of a godly power? Like Apollo (the god of prophecy himself) stated that they're way above him then how can Hades send one???

So we mentioned the narration, we've done the character portrial that I didn't like, now we're off to good stuff!

A big point! A huge point! For solangelo's relationship, I loved how they often had fights, disagreed with each other, hid things from one another, had miscommunication yet still managed to figure it out as mature humans whom are much better than half of adults nation. I loved how quickly one apologise once they realise they were wrong, I loved how they stayed by each other's side and how they supported each other, like bro it seems like they can't stay angry at each other more than five seconds and I love for it!

This's actually Rick's trademark (along with having Percy in everything he writes) that he always sets a good example for kids, younger audience who read his books have a good exposure to an excellent functional relationship not like some other booktok authors whom I'm not naming (totally not about you Colleen Hoover, you do you honey🙂).

Hiss-magisty and oh boy how much I love them! They were so cute I really liked how they looked up to Will, especially that the boy needed such encouragement because of the whole child of Apollo, underworld, tartarus things going on. And yet another point to tsats for representation (never forgetting Epiales).

Nico, Hades, Maria, Bianca!! You just have to love them!! They're literally my favourite family in the whole Riordanverse, yes I'm so madly in love with Sally and yes I love Percy but the Hades/di Angelo family?? That's where my discussion ends.

And speaking about family, can we have a moment of appreciation for Persephone like I truly loved her back from mythology (which I know nothing about, like she's Hades wife, that's it, yet I still loved her because she seemed nice, and she's nice!) This whole journey won't be if not for her, girl single handedly opened Will's eyes and her love for Nico??? Told you that's my family right there.

Lol I just remembered when Demeter was lecturing Persephone for not marrying a doctor and now I just know she loves solangelo, so yeah even grandma is an icon, I stan by it, that's my family.

Okay I also wanted to talk about the concept of grief and ptsd and how it was represented. This actually deserves a major applause because that's really how you write a good deep psychological analysis of losing someone and having to cop with it, especially that part when Nico tells how he just shunned all his memories away, how in his mind Jason just went to a quest and someday he'll return to camp half-blood as if nothing happened, because surprisingly it's the same method my brain took when my mother died, it's like all these years had been deleted and I was just brought to world after her passing, a lot of times I try to remember some particular incident from the time but I just can't wrap my mind about it, sometimes I became alert because for a minute there I couldn't recall her name, it was like all the pain associated with her just disappeared, it is locked far away in my brain and I still can't get access to it. So yeah, away from this pity party, I love how it was represented here, with Nico really suffering the trauma and how he eventually learned to let it go. (I cried at that mention and also when he was reunited with his family for that little amount of time).

Can we name the cocoa puffs?? Because I just adore them so much and I feel like Nico and Will will name them such cute adorable names and I can't stop thinking about that. Lol, percabeth are yet to get engaged then married and solangelo already has kids.

Ps actually but the pet names??? OMG NOTHING SWAYS MY HEART LIKE PET NAMES. I was pretty much hooked when I read "Noble McSacrifice" SSKFHIDJ

Another ps. I liked the whole Gorgyra thing as a way to show us their memories like a breeze amidst the flames every couple of chapters. At first I was like "wtf is this, did it happen or is it gonna happen or is this an alternate universe??" Don't blame me I was sleepy.

Yet another ps. I hated the "DREAM SEQUENCE" that just comes in the middle, like bro the boy just went to sleep of course I'd know this's a dream no need to point it out every time it was so annoying.

I think I covered all of the points I wanted to talk about, I was going to say "yay, first review with me having actual time to write it and think it through!" Yet auntie barged in in the middle and everything seems all over the place now.

It's like a characteristic in me now, heh. But yeah, sorry for the long wait, sorry for this shitty review, but bear with me please.

I totally adored this book once I figured out how to keep up with it ").

I'm yet to read a bunch of books all by Rick, hopefully I'll start with the chalice of the gods and come for a quick chat later.

Until then, eat, sleep and take care of yourselves♡!!

#the sun and the star #tsats #nico di angelo #william andrew solace #will solace #solangelo #rick riordan verse #riordanverse #rick riordan #rrverse #book review

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el-ly-sha-give-no-f · 2 years

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Crash on a rookie year

Author note: okay this is it after my second time writing this, still pissed off actually, IYKYK, right, this is my first fic that is not requested by anyone, so I don't give you permission to repost on Wattpad, AO3 e.t.c, sorry for the delay, I hope you guys enjoy reading this if anything in this fic that sounds stupid and doesn't make sense, just ignore it because I can't imagine what happens if it's in real life, I replace Lando with the reader and I made Zak little bit of bad guy, no offence though! thank you!!! <3 love ya and stay safe.

heavy angst and fluff at the end

TW: car crash! smoke! hospitals! ambulance!

PAIR: F1 x McLaren!Reader

WORDS: as usual, I don't know but quite long.

Monaco. One of the most hardcore and challenging circuit for me. Indeed. being the first female that joins the modern F1 world is hectic, Sexism and Body shaming are everywhere and anywhere. But you need to be just smart and ignore it.

currently, all the drivers are on the grid.

"hello y/n, radio check, did you hear me?" I heard my team race engineer voice, asking and checking the radio system.

"yup loud and clear Tom" I reply

"Great, are you okay? Is there any wrong with the car or anything ? we still have time to fix it"

"Nothing, all good as usual it's lovely, but my helmet clip kinda loose but I can live with it," I told him

"Okay do your best for team y/n, Daniel made a bet, if you get high position than him, he treats us a drink" we both laugh at Daniel's bet.

"deal, we'll get the drink everybody, and podium too" I fling back.

RACE START!

AUDIENCE POV

"Monaco everybody! The race just starts as you can see on your screen. Hamilton on the front, OH! there she is! our McLaren driver, she shines like a star everybody! from P4 to P2! she just did the double overtakes cars just like that, the last time we saw someone did like this is Sebastian Vattel, this woman is crazy, let's see who's is the driver that she passed. Her success to cut Charles Leclerc and Pierre Gasly while her teammate is behind her which makes both of them on top three! its a good start for McLaren"

"currently position is, Hamilton P1, Y/LN P2 and Ricciardo P3"

"y/n, P2 Y/N, you both did a fantastic job, hope you guys can hold this position till we give you a green light to cut Mr Hamilton that in front of you" ask Tom.

"HeHe, Not a problem sir, I hold your words!" I return happily

"Good! By the way, Daniel said you are crazy, good job y/n"

"I am and he too! thanks to you guys" I fling my words back to him before focussing on the track again.

"y/n, you're 6 second behind Hamilton, do you think you can move from P2 to P1?"

"I think I can manage with that Tom" I response

"Okay go ahead, it's a green light from us and Zak too, he said you can do it, but Y/n do it carefully" Tom declare

"awh you care about me Tom" I joke

"Heh, Silly you y/n of course! now go shines again"

"yup looks like P1 gonna be ours this time" The feeling of exited makes me more confident to move in front of Lewis, while people at the paddock waiting for me passionately hoping I can do it. My heart starts to pound.

"Let's see, Lewis" I mumble before starting to drive to the right side of his car. My foot started to press the pedal harder to increase the speed, Im was halfway through his car. This is it, my first podium.

Mine exited only happen for a second when suddenly our Sir Lewis Hamilton start defending his current position by moving to the right side by means where im currently on, which makes our car tyres touch with each other. I try to not exaggerate this accident by turning my car to the left side but fail.

"for fuck sake Lewis"

"my tyre"

im mumble before trying to stabilize my car but again fail, my head begins to spin same goes for my car that currently spinning 360°. Well, didn't expect my car to turn upside down over and over again until it stop which is the result that made me crash into the barrier and upside down.

AUDIENCE POV

"oh, no looks like something bad just happened, our McLaren driver y/n y/l/n crash! seems like its a very heavy crash"

I can't hear anything except Tom's "robotic" voice echo through my earpiece.

"oh god" I groan

"y/n....y/n, swi-tc-h...o-ff...th-e ca-r"

"I can't, im upside down, and my helmet is gone, need help here" I just inform them even though I know they can't hear me

I start to smell smoke when I start to look around, I see smoke starting to wash over my car instead of Monaco's fresh air.

I look down and see some red liquid dropping on the crushed rock below my head, I suspect it is the blood that comes out of my body but I look again if I mistake it with my car oil, but what kind of oil is red.

"I think Im bleeding" hoping Tom hearing me

-----just a little tiny time skip-----

For almost 2 minutes I've been upside down, still never heard a safety car or medical team sirens yet, my head starts to fill dizzy due to the upside-down situation, I've discovered where the blood coming from.

it's from the wound on my head. I think it's because my helmet has gone while I turn upside down over and over again.

slowly body slowly become numb and my eyes slowly close.

AUDIENCE POV

"is y/n out of her car? is it a red flag? if its a red flag, we going to start this race over again, got to rid all of the debries from the track, let's see y/n and Lewis crash recap"

RECAP

"due to y/n crash place that is quite far from where safety car and medical team at, it's going to take some time to get her out of the car, we just got an info that the race is going to start over again, its a red flag"

"oh, there we go, as we can see right now y/n teammate, Daniel Ricciardo itself, running to y/n car and switching off her car, is it off? yes? Daniel Ricciardo's success to turn it off everybody"

camera showing from afar that Daniel sign a thumb down to the medical team that had just arrived but was far away from the scene and Daniel screamed telling them to come over and help.

DANIEL POV

As I saw y/n and Lewis collide with each other, the only thing that I thought is how is she and if it was just me right now on the track? y/n has been my best friend since forever, it makes me scared when I saw her crash in front of my eyes.

I had time to dodge them and saw Lewis back on track.

"fuck is she okay? awake?" I ask Tom's concern

"We don't know, we can't get a response from her and we disconnect from her radio system" Tom answers

"God y/n, did you guys send the medical team? is it a red flag"

"Yeah, but its kinda late for them to arrive to y/n place quite far away and nope, not yet"

I take a quick breath

"oh fuck it" I swear before safely making a U-turn not to crash another driver, and drive to where y/n car crashed.

"Daniel, what are you doing?"

this time is not Tom asking, it's Zak Brown itself asking. AS I CARE!

when I arrive the first thing see is her crashed wreaked badly and I can see the smoke surrounding her car, when I got out of my car I quickly sprint to her and crouch down to switch her car off. I feel something dripping on my hand until I look up and see y/n head bleeding.

"Daniel I ask you again what are you doing?! let her be! the medical team will arrive, and it's not even a red flag!" I heard Zak screaming through my earpiece.

"YET!, im saving somebody's daughter and my best friend, she's bleeding!" I reply, Im in a squat position, trying to unbelt her seatbelt and hold her by her stomach, so as to not make her fall, after how minutes of trying cause her seatbelt is stuck, I realize it's impossible to get her out from small space, I try and suddenly Y/n start to wake up.

"Hey hey! Y/n, listen to me, Im trying to get you out from here, and I want you not to panic okay?" I ask her and all she can give me is a nod in confusion.

"Great, so here is what we're gonna do, I need you to get out of this car, and get out through this small space, can you do that for me I hold you okay? get your head out first"

As Y/n slowly do what I ask her to do, her back already touches the crushed rock on the ground Im trying to shield her head from the small rocks.

Gratefully, she succeeded to get out of her car, as we were both a bit far away from the car, I started to carry her over my shoulder and run to the Medical team that bring a stretcher toward us as we get closer I lay her back on the stretcher, and the Medical team carry her inside the ambulance.

"you still told me to continue the race and just hoping the medical team to arrive and get her out of the car? she could have been dead, you don't know shit about her condition! eh, Zak?"

all I can hear is Zak groan.

AUDIENCE POV

" Daniel Ricciardo her teammate carrying y/n body out from her car, when I said it's a red flag everybody, it is a bad crash, we can see y/n is bleeding right now, let's see some of drivers reaction to this incident right now"

(imagine their reaction cause I can't find shit)

I don't know what happened after I got into the ambulance, I guess I passed out. I can feel im lying on a bed right now, definitely not my hotel bed, cause this one feels uncomfortable.

I try to open my eyes but fail, I blinded by the light for a moment. I try again and again till my eyes fully open, I feel someone holding my left hand, and as I turn my head to the left, I see Daniel my life best friend is sleeping while his head on the bed.

I smile, now im remember he saved my life and gets me out of my car, and carry me to the medical team. God Daniel.

I let him sleep a little more, I let him rest.

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Daniel has been helping me a lot when im in hospital, Lewis and Toto came and pay me a visit, they apologise for what happened, and I just said this all is not their fault, its nobody's fault, obviously, they glad that im okay, but Zak kinda not happy with Dan and im definitely gonna defend him(Daniel), that old man I swear to god.

Right now Dan talking to me while I look at me and I thought, I surely gonna tell my kids one day about this........

our kids.

YEYHEHEHHEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHEHEHHEHI plot twist mathafacka, oh my gad im glad this time my laptop is not turning off, so what did you guys think? is it good? is it too nonsense? Comment please and I try to do my best in the future! thanks for reading my first fic! I love you guys, thank you and stay safe <3

#f1 x you #f1 one shot #formula one x reader #imagine #daniel ricciardo imagine #daniel ricciardo #f1 fanfic #mclaren

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androidships007 · 1 year

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TMNT ALL 4-1 CHALLENGE: BLIND DATE

"Look, I know it seems like a lot but I think this will help you feel more at home here. I just think this would help you, ya know," April shrugs.

"I you what?" You asked unimpressed.

"Nevermind" she sighed, "just please believe me, he's a great guy! Even if this doesn't go anywhere, I promise you'll still have a good time!"

April was the first friend you had made in NYC. You had moved here rather suddenly and didn't have a solid plan. You were running from your past, and the city seemed big enough to hide from your ghosts. You just wanted to keep a low profile and get yourself together. Despite the short time you had known her one thing had become apparent and April, she was stubborn. Once she sets her sights on something she goes after it like her life depends on it.

She wasn't going to let this go. Still, you knew she was a good person. She was kind to you since the first day you met, she never pushed you or tried to get you to open up about your past. She had never pushed you on anything before now.

You rubbed your aching head. You had listened to all of April's "crazy" rantings and theories. Truth be told she had great intuition, even if she didn't always get the recognition she deserved. She was smart and quick to take action. Maybe this was her way of trying to thank you for actually taking her seriously. Even if it wasn't, you felt like you could trust her.

"Fine. I'll do it."

"Really!?" April lunged forward, wrapping her arms around you. "I promise you won't regret this!"

April pulled her self away and fished something out of her pocket. She scribbled down something on a piece of paper for you, before thrusting at you like she was interviewing you for the news.

"Thanks" you rolled your eyes, taking the paper from April's excited hands.

"Don't worry about a thing, I'll go call him now and set everything up!"

April left like a storm, leaving you standing alone in your tiny apartment. You flopped down on the cheap couch you found at the thrift store, whining when it creaked in protest.

"How could I not be worried about a blind date?" You said to noone in particular.

You looked down at the scrap again. Despite her hasty writing you could make out an address and a name.

Part 2 after votes finish, trying to do a choose your own adventure thing. We'll see how it works 😅 @turtle-babe83 @sharpwindow @thelaundrybitch @tmnt-tychou

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75 | Caribbean

Pairing: Tokyo Revengers x Fem!Reader

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It was time that you left the health center for good, you could feel it in your heart as you walked out. Now that you've learned how to keep the number on your wrist from going down, it was time to move on, and you had decided to take a boat from the dock at one of the lakes in town.

After walking for what felt like hours, you finally reached the boat dock. Your heart lifted as you saw the boats- surely you can use one to get away.

You and Chifuyu walk along the overgrown path that leads to the boat dock together. The sound of footsteps was the only thing that broke the silence. And as you get closer to the dock, you can see that the area was completely abandoned, with boats scattered around in various states of disrepair. The boats themselves were even covered in a layer of dust and leaves, and the dock looks as though it hasn't been used in years.

As you approach the storage shed nearby, you notice the blown-off lock on the door. You could feel a knot squeezing the sides of your stomach together- something didn't feel right about this. Instead, you signal for Chifuyu to follow you closely as you make your way inside.

The interior of the shed was dark and musty, and the air was thick with the smell of mildew and rot. You can smell gunpowder in the air, too, confirming your suspicions that the lock had been blown off with some kind of gun. You and Chifuyu then raise your guns, ready for whatever lies ahead.

As you enter the shed, you see Hanma standing inside. You tense up, seeing him again doesn't bring up great memories and you know better than to trust the likes of him.

"What are you doing here?" you demand, keeping your gun pointed at him.

Hanma puts his hands up in a placating gesture. "Relax, Y/N. I'm just tryin' to get a boat, just like you. Besides, I couldn't resist seeing your beautiful face again."

Chifuyu tightens his grip on his gun, his jealousy obvious not from the way that Hanma looks at you, but the way you stay quiet after. "Cut the crap, Hanma. Were you fucking following us?"

"No," he grins as he pulls a key out of his back pocket, "but now that you're here, Y/N, maybe you can come away with me instead of that incessant jerk at your side."

You roll your eyes, already knowing what Hanma was trying to do. "Sorry to disappoint, Hanma, but there's no way in hell I'm going with you. We don't need you or your stupid key. I'm sure there are plenty of others around here."

As you turn to leave, Hanma's hand shoots out and grabs your arm. "Are you sure about that?" he grins. "What if I already took them all? This could be your last chance."

You try to pull your arm free, but his grip is too strong. "Will you let go of me already? I'm not going anywhere with you."

Chifuyu aims his gun and Hanma, his face completely serious. "Let her go. Now!"

Finally, Hanma releases your arm and backs away. "Fine, but good luck with that guy," he then scoffs. "Guess we'll see just how long that lasts."

Chifuyu's eyebrows knit together as he looks at Hanma. "What the fuck are you suggesting, you freak? I care about Y/N and I'll do whatever it takes to keep her safe from assholes like you."

You then put your hand on his arm, calming him down. "Let's just go. Maybe there's a key in the ignitions of one of the boats.

Hanma shrugs and slowly makes his way out of the door before you. The two of you run after him, out to the old dock where the boats were moored. As you arrive, you see a whole number of boats, most of which were in disrepair and hadn't been used for quite some time now. And Hanma hops aboard one of the best-looking ones.

Thankfully, he leaves without causing too much drama. He does stick his middle finger out at the two of you while his boat takes off, but thankfully he goes away quickly.

Soon after, you and Chifuyu look around the boat dock for another good-working boat. And eventually, you find one that is in decent shape and already has a key inside.

Chifuyu struggles to start the engine, turning the key repeatedly and pumping the gas pedal without success. You watch him, growing frustrated that it isn't working.

"Let me give it a try," you then offer, reaching for the ignition. When Chifuyu moves, you begin twisting and turning until finally the engine roars to life. Chifuyu looks at you with surprise.

"Wow, how did you do that?" he asks.

You grin, feeling satisfied for having successfully started the boat. "No idea," you chuckle, "but do you mind driving? I wanted to take a look around."

"Sure, go for it," he nods as he takes the wheel.

You start to look around the boat and walk down to the cabin underneath. Inside, you spot something interesting tucked away in a nearby corner- an old photo album filled with pictures of the family that had owned the boat.

"Hey, look what I found," you say as you hold up the album for Chifuyu to see. "It's like a time capsule."

Chifuyu takes the album from you and starts flipping through the pages, looking at the old pictures of the family's life before the world had ended. As he looks at the photos, he can't help but chuckle at some of the more ridiculous-looking shots of the cute family.

You smile as you look over at him. "I'm so glad we're doing this together," you whisper. "I can't imagine running away with anyone but you."

Chifuyu wraps his arm around you and kisses your forehead. "Me neither," he says.

The two of you sit in comfortable silence for a few moments, simply enjoying each other's company and the sound of the water lapping against the boat. Finally, Chifuyu leans in and kisses you deeply, your lips locking in a tender embrace. As you part, you smile up at him, feeling safe and content in his arms.

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Critical Role, Campaign 3 Episode 81

Merry Critmas guys!

Another Meta Quest promo? Oh boy ... so this one will get weird again, clearly ... a magical year, really? Yeah, the editors are indeed fucking with you, Sam. XD Ah, highlights! Lovely ...

That's right, it IS Asgard, Samuel. NOT Ass-Gard ...

"Ass-Matt?" "Cominics?" Hmmm ...

Dani Carr! Hiiiiiii!!! Always so great to see you, sweetie! :3

Matt still can't quite get past their shenanigans, can he? At least they're consistent. XD

Yeah! That's right! Fearne and Ashton are full blown SUPERHEROES now!

Sam's shirt derails the game almost IMMEDIATELY ...

Oh shit, yeah ... that's a good point actually ... ARE THEY the same people now?

Well yeah, I mean Laudna does seem a lot more upbeat now, doesn't she? That's surely a good sign.

Chetney really does want to make a wish with Nana? Oh yes, good, they're doing the best they can to talk him out of it ... oh, now it's just getting surreal ... oh boy ...

Ah yes, the ill fated topiary garden ... O.O

Fearne (to Ashton): "Shall we see if we can make some lava?" Oh gods ...

Ashton is Raging, while Fearne shoots a Scorching Ray at him? Bloody hell ...

So ... they're like RIDICULOUSLY supercharged when they're together? Oh, MORE playing around? How crazy is this gonna get?

And now Ashton is IN THE GROUND ... oh, so he can just pop up anywhere he wants? Cool ...

Fearne is a Satyr version of the Human Torch? Pretty sweet ...

Ah, so he can't actually run through plant life, only stone ... that's interesting ... what, they're going to the ruin to see how deep Ashton can go? Hmmmm ...

Well no, he really SHOULDN'T be able to actually BREATHE through rock, should he?

Phasing like Kitty Pryde? Oh, that would be cool ... oh wow, that is SO AWESOME ...

Don't wipe yourself out for days, Fearne. Not right now ...

Oh yes, Fearne is FLOATING ... Wow ... that's ALSO very handy ... running and trying to set fire to the ground at the same time ... yay, scorched track marks ... I love that ...

Now we're seeing if he can use her spell along with the hammer ... okay ...

Whoa ... DOUBLE the damage? That is EXTRA sweet ... oh, and dhe is COMPLETELY IMMUNE to fire damage now? Extra cool ...

Ashton tries to shut down the effect ... uncut diamond form? Wow ... that's weird in a really striking way ...

He feels weird? Hmmm ... oh, here we go ... back to his normal physical form? Interesting ... but the idea that he's so used to the chronic pain that he's actually RELIEVED to get it back? I really don't think I like that ...

What fresh hell have you brought with THIS week's flask, Samuel?

Fearne: "We'll just have to accept our greatness." Ashton: "I'll accept YOUR greatness." Awwwww ... :3

Oh wow ... are they FLIRTING again? I don't mind that at all ...

And Fearne goes back to normal again too ... but not ENTIRELY ... which is cool ...

IS HE going to do the wish thing? Are you sure, Chet? Oh gods, he's really doing it ...

Oh that is just so creepy ...

Name the door ... oh boy ... Artax? What? Oh boy ... Push-Pull? Sir Push-Pull? Oh boy again ...

And now it's ASKING to be named Sir Push-Pull ... ye gods ... and Morri's all right with this ... wow ...

And here she is ... unsettling as ever ... hmmmm ...

Oh, so those poor buggers tried to RENEGE on their deals? That's ... interesting ... in a really horrible way ... oh, and now he's asking ...

Is this like some kind of pocket dimension for her to make deals in?

He wants to be the most famous toy maker in the whole world ... wow ... oh, what's he going to trade? Hmmmmm ... she wants a piece of the God Eater? A piece if Predathos ... that's actually not bad ...

The Golden Threads of Fate ... so cool to see that come back ... O.O

He's keeping it to himself, playing it cool ...

The Witch In the Woods ... oh yeah, like the Monkey's Paw, that's right ...

And now they're just teasing him about it. I live this so much ... Fearne is being especially cruel about it ... yup ... XD

Allura does not want to have anything to do with this foolishness and I do not blame her at all ...

Time for bed before they have to go to the Moon ...

FCG's been cooking? H'wine rolls? What the sweet fuck is this craziness ... a Hero's Yeast? Dear gods ...

Oh, so Mister and Pate can get in on this action too? That's pretty cool ...

Yeah, the Hero's Feast is always such a cool booster thing ...

Imogen's going to try that dream thing? Oh boy ... so who's going in with her? Everybody except Chetney and Fearne ... okay ...

Yet again, Travis rolls to see if Chetney DIES IN HIS SLEEP ...

Into Imogen's dream, then ... taking the Bloody Bridge, up to Ruidus ... oh, it's all very Stargate all of a sudden ...

Ruidus, then ... here we go ... and the studio lighting changes ... I really do hate that ...

Touchdown ... okay ... eye of the storm, now ... hmmmm ...

"Bring me home." Oh boy ... Imogen gives in ... it pulls her in ... oh, this is rightly terrifying already ... this is suddenly looking like a really BAD IDEA ...

Caverns? Some kind of labyrinthine tunnel network inside the Moon ... hmmmm ...

Wait ... the others wake up ... but Imogen DOESN'T?!!! Oh fuck ...

Fuck, is she trapped? What the fuck is HAPPENING?!!!

Oh thank the gods she's back ... is she okay?

Orym tries to get a read? Another big Insight roll ... LAURA gives Liam a Whispers? Crazy ...

Laudna is worried and rightly so ... this DOES NOT feel right at all. I am suddenly EXTREMELY uncomfortable about all of this. Could this come back to bite us in a really bad way later?

Brumestone? Hmmmmm ...

Oh yes, this IS going to be a problem, clearly ...

Yes, keep an eye on her while you're sleeping please, Laudna ...

Time for bed. A Long Rest ...

Orym goes to visit Nana Morri in the night? SERIOUSLY?!!!

Oh, that is disconcerting that she can sneak up on him ...

Fuck, is he REALLY going to make a deal with her too? Come on, Wee Man ...

Well he's doing this for his friends, maybe that's going to be enough to protect him in this ... but WOULD SHE actually take him up on this? Oh fuck, she really is ... Orym, come on ...

Fuck ... he's willing to offer himself up to HER service if she sees them through? Fuck ... I hate this already ... a "caretaker"? Jeez ...

If every one of them makes it back and they see it through ... very specific terms, at least ... fuck ... at least it's very dependent on their success ... shit, snd that's it, then ...

Gods damn it, Liam O'brien, making clandestine deals with dark entities again for the sake of his friends ... how much worse than Vax is this gonna be?

Time for a break ... gods ...

Matt: "Ten years nearly, I've had to put up with you guys." XD

Morning comes ... time to go, then ...

Ah, the creepy Fey Menagerie returns ... as unsettling as ever ...

Food? Okay ... Birdie and Ollie are cooking? Well that's a relief ... a nice pleasant breakfast ... and now here's Nana ... hmmmm ...

She has something special for FCG? Hmmmm ... a weird sphere of something ... IS IT food for him? Okay, he's giving it a go ... so it's just fine silver ... and he burps ... with SCREAMS ... fucking horrifying ... LOL

Wow, so Fearne is now the hot new thing in town? That's pretty cool ...

Allura, still as creeped out by Morri as ever ... XD

So heading to meet their allies in the Hellcatch Valley ... okay, then ... so they're making the move ...

Fearne says goodbye to her parents. And they are just SO PROUD of her, aren't they? :3

Working the spell, then ... WHOOSH!!! Time all but freezes ... oh, and that was CHAOTIC ... but they're finally back in Exandria. Right on target ...

Yup, the Red Moon still dominates the sky. Lovely.

Chetney's still slow for a minute ... Laudna: "You made his voice all sexy there." XD

Wow, this is a WHOLE LOT of people who've gathered here to help fight ... and they're all pretty tense about it, too. That's just great ...

Some kind of purpose made citadel "grown" specifically for this effort? That's pretty cool ...

These all look like some pretty interesting folk ... the Council of Tal'dorei? Interesting ...

Whoa ... BIG guy ... seriously BUFF old dude ... fascinating ... the Stormlord? Interesting ...

Oh, so they've been expected? Hmmm ...

Mythtaker Qi Mandozi? Cool.

Guardian Tofor Bretoris? Okay.

EARTHBREAKER GROON?!!! FOR REAL?!!! AWESOME!!!

"Mercenaries ... we get shit done."

Oooh ... is this some kind of fancy honour guard?

Earthbreaker Groon is clearly fascinated by Imogen and Fearne, but in a strange disapproving way, kind of? Interesting ...

Percy! Hey! And Keyleth! Yay!

Ah yes ... the timey wimey weirdness of the Fey Realm ...

Ah ... your typical war briefing, then ...

Butcher Wagons? Hmmm ... so very charming ... a nice gory diversion ...

Ten to thirty minutes to infiltrate? So ... not a MASSIVE window, then ...

Ah yeah ... the Reilora ...

Percy needs a little more time ... of course he does ... but then they do need setup time ...

No witnesses? Crap ... that is NOT a good ultimatum at all ...

So there is SOME flexibility, but still ... it's disconcerting all the same ...

Oh yeah, the Ruby Vanguard disguises ...

What are they looking for? What is the intelligence they need to gather?

Fearne questions Earthbreaker Groon ... oh, here we go ... he knows they're Ruidusborn ... oh, this is a sticky thing here? Chill out, guys ...

Oh yeah, these two witches be something special ...

Groon: "You are of the Storm, are you not?" Imogen: "I AM the Storm, baby."

Of course Keyleth still has utmost faith in them all, and Orym especially. :3

Qi likes FCG because he's funny. I like that. XD

A safe word for Imogen? In case the pull becomes too much? Probably a good idea ...

Fearne: "We're just the tip, guys. Just thd tip if the spear." Ashton: "Yeah, that's the safe word."

Laudna goes to talk to Keyleth. "You're very pretty." XD

Oh yes ... Vax. That's right ... she's covering, but yeah, that's at the core of it for her ...

His energy is being used specifically to power the bridge ... yeah ...

Keyleth: "I'm sorry." Laudna: "For what?" Keyleth: "For everything." Oh man ...

Telepathic Bond? Oh yeah ... that should be helpful ...

All right ... so it's time, then ... setting up for the distraction ...

Earthbreaker Groon wants to talk to Imogen ... oh no, THE STORMLORD wants to talk to her ... that wasn't, like, foreboding at all ...

Time to go ... everybody's ready ... and it sll hoes OFF ... the Butcher Wagons are rolling ... Allura gives the nod ... cue gibberish words as Imogen uses one of the Scrolls ...

And now they're just living clouds ... lovely ...

Coasting in over the Site now, approaching the Malleus Key ...

Crazy beasts on the attack in front of the Wagons ... oh, that's pretty slick ...

Touchdown on target ... okay ... Keyleth prepares their stormy cover ... Nice ... Voice of the Tempest indeed!

Oh yeah, Kiki you are AWESOME!!!

They put on their disguises, Fearne casts Pass Without A Trace, and FCG puts a Death Ward on Imogen.

Time to head in, then ... they make their way down and into the Storm ... Orym's leading the way ... no, Fearne ... maybe the better choice in this ...

Group Stealth Check with Advantage ... yup, BOSS rolls all round ...

Oh it is all just KICKING OFF right now ...

Aaaaaaaaaaah! Reilorans! Oh boy ...

CHAOS!!! IT'S A TOTAL MESS OUT HERE!!! And now the first Wagon bursts ...

They make their way in ... and Matt calls it a night!

Oh, visual preview of what's to come? Ooooh ... yay, Battlemap! Sweet ...

We'll see next session ... in the New Year ... roll on 2024 ...

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i-prefer-base-twelve · 1 year

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Fic Writer Asks | Accepting 💌: share something with us about an up-and-coming work (WIP) that has you excited!

Ooh, that's a great one, thank you for asking. I have a WIP that I love, but I have a feeling is way too niche for anyone but me, so who knows if I'll ever finish it. But here's an excerpt from the intro. (It's, if it's not immediately obvious, a Portal Reader-Mystery Trio AU.) ---------------------

It's him. Of course it's fucking him. This one's much younger than the last, dark-haired and much less confident. His face goes pale and he puts his hands in the air.

"How did you know my name?" His voice quavers.

Before you can answer, the room explodes into motion: a man comes charging at you from the side. Did he think you wouldn't notice? You shoot him and he drops.

"Stanley!!" Two voices cry in unison.

"Oh shut up," you snap. "He's just stunned. Both of you, now, hands up, don't move. Actually--"

You flick a dial with your thumb and shoot both of them while they're standing there gaping.

"I can't move!" Ford exclaims.

"Me neither!"

"Yeah, that's what 'stunned' means. But you can talk, so tell me why the fuck I'm in dimension--what, exactly?"

"Pardon me ma'am, but what the heck is goin' on here?" Asks the third man. He looks familiar... Pines' partner, right. He continues, "Stanford, do you two know each other?"

"Never seen her before in my life," Pines says, bewildered.

That's probably true then. You sigh. "But I've seen you, alright. You're the third paer to make my life more difficult."

Pines blinks. "Pair?"

You frown. "Paer," you repeat slowly. "Your counterparts in other dimensions." Why doesn't he know that word? Everyone in the multiverse knows--Oh, fuck. "Oh fuck. Tell me this isn't an isolate."

"I don't know what that is," Pines whispers, eyes wide.

"Listen," says the partner, "we should all just slow down and start from the beginning. Why don't you come upstairs, and we'll have some coffee and sort this all out--"

You ignore him and stomp right up to Pines' stupid face. "Tell me, Pines, tell me right fucking now, that your dimension is fully connected to the multiverse and you didn't just tear a random hole in spacetime. Tell me."

But you already know it's true. You can't hear or feel a gateway anywhere in the room. Whatever pulled you through has collapsed. You whirl around and see an enormous piece of machinery, burnt and smoking in several places. You punch the button on your wrist and your HUD lights up, not with your coordinates, but with NO CONNECTION.

At least none of your alarms are going off; you should be able to breathe, eat, and drink here.

Which is good, because it looks like you're going to be stuck awhile.

With these fucking guys.

#long post #ask games #wip #mystery trio

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i-cast-teatus-deletus · 1 year

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Clothing - Hoodies (Part 1)

The most obvious #1 thing that you need after surgery is some zip-up hoodies. I saw a lot of people on a lot of forums recommend "a huge size, like a 3XL"

Unfortunately, I wear a 3XL hoodie under normal circumstances, and the guys wear a 2X, so I needed to really look around and see what options existed that were substantially larger.

I will probably discuss putting these clothes on myself AT LENGTH over the course of this blog, even though I am not (currently, at least) slated for surgery. This is because:

I am taller (and wider) than both guys in question, so if it fits me, it will fit them and probably be the 'right' amount of oversized. I intend to post measurements for everyone when I get to it so you have a better idea, but keep in mind I intend to post measurements of clothing that fits the way we want them to fit after surgery, NOT body measurements, because that is the set of measurements I am using to buy clothes.

I will be the person who keeps these clothing items after surgery is done for the most part (though the guys are not afraid of wearing a super oversized shirt for funsies)

The very first thing I noticed is that Amazon is backordered on a LOT of 5X/6X men's clothing, especially their Essentials line. Not just a little backordered either, but using the same terminology they use for items that have been openly discontinued. I suspect it's supply chain issues combined with figuring nobody is buying them anyway, but I have to admit I'd buy Amazon Essentials 5X or 6X hoodies for some insane price like $26 and be very, very happy with it.

But it wouldn't have made for a very interesting blog post, either.

Fruit of the Loom, a perennial cheap favorite, only goes up to 4X, and Hanes stops at 3X for zippered hoodies. Dickies stops at 3X, and Carhartt, definitely nobody's cheap option, stops at a 4X.

In mid-weight hoodies, it pretty much left me with Champion, though not every style comes in larger sizes. I bought a Thermal Lined Hoodie in Heather Grey because it was dramatically cheaper than the other colors (though I paid 39.99 and it's going for a good bit cheaper than that now), but they also have a Heavyweight Hoodie without the thermal lining that's less expensive that I might buy in Olive so we have a second hoodie. There's other options, too.

Amazon sucks, but they're the only place I found carrying some of these sizes and styles (not even on Champion's own website), and they're carrying them for about 60% of the price of anywhere else. If you absolutely cannot do it, King Size catalog has a single Champion style in the right sizes for a lot more.

After all of that, how is it?

I have two big issues, both of which I'd say are solidly my fault

first, I was (somehow) unaware that a "thermal lined" hoodie would have a plastic-y lining in the sleeves to protect your arms from water and wind. Very useful as an outer layer (and I wish it was an options more places) but it'd SO loud and crinkly. So this hoodie is probably fantastic for running errands in the spring and fall, but it's less great when you're laid up after surgery.

second, my hoodie arrived with a zipper that's busted. The tab of the zipper is metal, but the teeth are plastic, so I have some missing teeth and some badly bent teeth, and now the zipper pull is bent as well from trying to get it unstuck. We'll have to replace the zipper to get much use out of it. If I had caught it sooner, i might have been about to return it, but the return window closed about a month ago.

Past the zipper, I have no issues with the quality of it, and it seem like a nice, fairly heavy hoodie otherwise. So once I replace the zipper, I'll be quite pleased with it, even if it's not ideal for recovering from surgery.

#I got trapped in this hoodie for like 10 mins please appreciate my commitment to this blog #ICTD Part 2 Clothing #Part 2 hoodies

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My experience at Hogwarts: Fred and George (and Lee!)

Okay everyone talks about Fred and George but like... you never see them without Lee and I know y'all don't even care about this guy but I'm talking about him anyway.

So I first met all of them on the train, and honestly the plan was to act the scared eleven year old but it was not hard. Like not even because they're intimidating just because I was kinda freaked out and also they were taller than me? It's weird being eleven ngl. Anyway they were very nice to me, and also couldn't find anywhere else to sit. Lee had a tarantula which was pretty cool, he named her Anna and I suggested that.

They checked in on me and my friends (we'll come back to them) on our first day there and gave us a bit of a tour around the castle. They kind of talked about Ron a lot... I think the twins were disappointed Ron didn't care about what they had to say about the castle so they showed us instead. They also sort of wanted me to be friends with Ron but when I wasn't they were just like 'fair enough'. They wouldn't show us any of the secret passages though, they said we'd have to find them ourselves. Which I don't think is fair because they just have the marauder's map. Didn't say that though.

After that I didn't see them so much, we obviously didn't have lessons together or anything, but they were always friendly when I met them in the corridors. Honestly I kind of stayed away from them because being within a small range of them just made you more likely to get detention lmao. I managed to avoid detention the whole time I was there so I guess that was a good choice.

Oh and also the twins look nothing like in the films. They're... average height, I'd say, but it's hard because they're two years above me so they're like... tall. Kinda stocky, they both have exactly the same haircut which I think is on purpose. I can tell them apart now, though, even though I'm not quite sure what the difference is. I think George has more freckles, idk. Oh, they have quite long hair, it goes down to their shoulders nearly. Lee does too, but he has dreadlocks. He looks quite like the film tbh.

I feel like I haven't talked about Lee enough, and honestly just as a thing of loyalty to my friend I feel like I should tell you about him. Fred and George are great but I get on with Lee better, he feels more like he's a laugh with less... danger? Fred and George are always five seconds away from blowing something up, y'know. Lee tends to not do that, unless it's with the twins. We haven't gotten to the first Quidditch match of the season yet and he's actually kinda nervous about commentating. Which is sort of sweet.

#Harry Potter #Hohwarts Shifting #Reality Shifting #Fred Weasley #George Weasley #Lee Jordan #Fred and George Weasley

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15 Questions, 15 Mutuals [Round 2]

Tagged by: @awritingcaitlin!!! 🥰

Some of these are repeats from the last 15[25] questions post, but that's all good.

Are you named after anyone?

Yep! My middle name is an extension of my great-something-grandmother's name!

2. When was the last time you cried?

Saturday morning. My cousin was teasing me while the parentals and co played a ttrpg. We heard something waaaaaayyy out of context right as he made a joke about my ability - or lack thereof - in flirting, and we both fell on his family's ancient couch laughing and broke several springs in it.

3. Do you has kids?

Unless you count con gremlins and OCs, nope!

4. Do you use sarcasm a lot?

Hun, I grew up on the bunt, blank faced version. Idk how not to at this point.

5. What's the 1st thing you notice about people?

Vibes and Hair Color. The two are mutually exclusive, I just appreciate bright dye jobs.

6. Eye color?

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7. Happy endings or scary movies?

I really don’t do well with suspense, sooooo typical horror ain’t my strong suit??? Lets just say my friends don’t take me to those anymore, but if we’re talking just my preference in endings, I’m only care if it was a satisfying conclusion that goes with the storyline. [by satisfying i mean did the story go through a full arc]

8. Any special talents?

I shoot archery, can trip over absolutely nothing, & rival Brennan Lee Mulligan in bird knowledge [several friends have made me watch the one 'identify the bird' skit on Game Changer and it has now been banned in my presence bc I may be from the southwest, but feral spoonbills and sage grouse documentaries will haunt me].

9. Where were you born?

You guys were born?!

10. Do you have hobbies?

Yes. Too many.

11. Pets?

3 cats, a dog, and a fish.

12. What sports do you/have you play(ed)?

Swimming, archery, and volleyball.

13. How tall are you?

just over average.

14. Favorite school subject?

Chemistry and/or Biology

15. Dream Job?

Doctorate Researcher in either 1) Ornithology or 2) Psychiatric Neurology with a focus on ADHD, Autism, and other 'dissorders', especially in AFAB people.

Publishing a book would also be fun??? But not a necessity. I'm mainly writing for myself, so we'll see if I finish a manuscript and feel comfortable enough to send it out anywhere.

Tagging: Anyone who wishes to join in!!!

#tag games #get to know the writer #turnip lore

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the-firebird69 · 13 days

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We know these people are rude and they don't have any sense of when they are usually but we've had it with their crap you really have I don't want to hear about your ex-girlfriend and stuff like that and it's not your ex-girlfriend either but you can tell your wife usually end up dead. So we're hearing a lot of that problems Tumblr posting their bathing suits and she sort of gets the effects is listening I can hear stuff that she doesn't like and it's horrible things from her own I few but mostly it's from the pseudo empire and a severe put Downs and have something you have a nice bathing suit line that you can sell or are selling and if that's nice and it says it I'm not in a position to do anything even if Hera showed up. And it's kind of awkward that she says you've been injured and it's true and we do that helps there and try and Susan as soon as good as a good idea people need clothing and she is smiling and she had a good time but we have business to do.

-the morlocks are still headed towards the stashes and caches they are going there in great numbers Trump was continuously loading up and said he'll use the hostilities to launch attacks and he's already surrounded and being attacked from below large scale tax and they are getting bigger not smaller and soon they will be massive and we mean it. These attacks are going to become huge right now they're very huge and they're going to become massive the underground attacks are sufficient and getting much bigger within the hour the surface tax will have the same effect it probably would not have happened and you're not opens his mouth every few minutes for several years here and we thank our son and daughter but they're saying we're trying to survive and this guy won't let us so he's gotta to go and we agree. In moments this place is going to be cleared of trumpsters and they'll try and get in over and over and finally the old die at the stashes and Cassius and send more and it'll become very weak it'll be easier. Hello anthos locations and have only about 0.8% and that leaves what was 4.2% down to 3.4% and see it'll be attacked in other areas. It will force them to the stashes and caches and they'll try and punch a hole and get there to get everything out there's nothing else anywhere except enemies that are fortified and we believe it will go on today. Already his is called up a couple groups and they're trying to get in and a few locations and he is increasing those groups Philly soon they'll be huge and probably big enough to break back in and then he will keep calling for them we think it's always almost gone and after this row of them 3.8% is not very big but it's still pretty big we get another percent we'll get out there or more making it 2.8% and he would start getting smaller and people will be able to grab things easier and he looks at it like he has to and he does and it's going on right now that they're beginning this maneuver and we feel he'll be down to 1% by next Saturday and we do have things that say that and then he is sought by everybody because they keep on trying to put devices out there and he ruins it for a lot of warlock and it goes on right now and for a month and they're pretty much gone and that was a huge group they can't handle being near our son

More to announce and we shall shortly

Thor Freya

Olympus

It is about that many and we think they'll just keep sending them I will try and keep getting rid of him we need that stuff regardless so trying to make an allies to get rid of that puke and we're working on it and it seems to be not bad and we need to get it out of four countries too at least part of it and I need to hold on to it so he doesn't get it back all the pseudo empire and they like the idea

Bja

We were moving out the other day and now we're going to get to it and we do have the agreement

Minority warlock

This is great we understand too it's a beautiful day

Other than what are you more luck and they were the Philippines and where Indonesia

You really needed this we really needed this from DJ and we finally got it

Chinese minority warlock

And we also desperately needed this

Good morning warlock minority warlock garth and other African

External well we have an area and we have Islands the ones near Florida we have lost many times but we're elsewhere and food okay doing okay but he needs more people and we are going after it and we needed to

Minority warlock Latin America

There's a huge number of us no so we need every bit we can get we really need this and a formal agreement is coming back shortly

Mexicans minority morlock

We have our agreement it's not much of a stash or cash but we should have it instead of them and that's what they say it'll come for a portion and that's better than nothing

Narendra Sharma and yes Bhutan it's real small it's still open like 80 miles across

There's a lot of them who want to post but we have to get it out there

Thor Freya

Olympus

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