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krsnbgirl · 5 years ago

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Fly High! || Masterlist || Kageyama x Fem!Reader Series

Summary: Attending Karasuno High School was your way of starting over and moving on from your injury in middle school. What you didn’t expect was to be pulled back into the world that you tried so hard to stay away from. Along the journey of recovery, you didn’t think you would grow close to Karasuno’s Boys Volleyball Team. Also falling in love with a certain setter was definitely something you didn’t expect at all. There’s one thing in common that you two share and that it’s wanting to fly as high as you can.

Pairing: Kageyama Tobio x Fem!Reader

Genre: Rom-Com, Slice of Life, Sports, Slow Burn

Warnings: Slight swearing, Anxious characteristics, Smoking (Ukai), Timeline based off of the anime (starting from season 2)

Author’s Note: I realized that I haven’t made a masterlist for this story, so here it is! Hopefully this can help with reading all of the parts that have been or are going to be posted! Taglist is still open if any of you would like to be a part of it! Also crossed posted on AO3! xoxo, Ren ❤

TAGLIST OPEN

Part 1

Word Count: ~3.4k Synopsis: The school buzzes with curiosity after news of the boys volleyball team got close to beating Aoba Johsai at the Inter-HIgh Prelims. You check in with your best friend Nishinoya and Shimizu calls you to the gym for some help. It’s been a while since you’ve been inside a gym and it brings back so many forgotten memories and feelings you’ve cast aside after your accident.

Part 2

Word Count: ~3.1k Synopsis: Still reeling over what had happened the week before, you look back at how your daily life at Karasuno immediately changed for the better. Nishinoya also comes to ask you for a favor that helps you grow closer to the weird quick duo after school. The boys also learn more about your past from middle school.

Part 3

Word Count: ~2.9k Synopsis: The volleyball club is very keen on making you join and you find yourself slowly giving in, despite having doubts about yourself. You also find yourself naturally gravitating towards Kageyama without realizing it after one of their practices. Kageyama also finds himself questioning the effects you have on him.

Part 4

Word Count: ~3.8k Synopsis: With the deadline for your response to being Karasuno's coach approaching, it's all that you can think about. Kageyama bumps into you and shares his thoughts about your situation. It doesn't go as smoothly as either as you hoped but in the end, Kageyama learns that maybe he'd found someone that understands him.

Part 5

Word Count: ~3.1k Synopsis: Hinata and Kageyama come over for a tutoring session since exams are right around the corner. Finally, they have a chance to have a little peek of your personal life at home after getting to know you more through your lunch time tutoring sessions. Kageyama also touches base with you about your decision which has finally come to an answer.

Part 5.5 || Side Chapter

Word Count: ~1.4k Synopsis: You head to Ukai’s store to have a conversation. He learns about some of your past and what your future goals were before coming to Karasuno. You both also come up with some new ideas that can help during practice.

Part 6

Word Count: ~3.4k Synopsis: Exams at Karasuno are finally finished. While you talk about exam results with Hinata and Kageyama, he notices something you’ve recently found out and the two of you grow a little closer now that he’s found out your little secret. Then fast forward to the training camp, you reunite with old friends and for old time’s sake, play a small game with them.

Part 7

Word Count: ~2.5k Synopsis: The first day of training camp has come to an end and the night is still young. After thinking about the boys’ current status at the camp, you spend some times with the rest of the managers. The topic of boys come up and you can’t help but spill your secret to them. As the night goes on, you end up at the gym and try to get in some personal training in when Kageyama shows up. You finally get to have a moment with the one person who has recently been taking up all of your thoughts.

Part 8

Word Count: ~3.5k Synopsis: Tensions are high between Hinata and Kageyama during their time in Tokyo. You can’t help but be on the sidelines and only step in when it’s necessary. Kuroo checks in with you and tries to help you relax during one of their breaks. Also, you show Kageyama that you’re going to be there for him whenever things get tough and he appreciates you for being by his side.

Part 9

Word Count: ~4.8k Synopsis: You finally figure out what’s been missing for the crazy duo’s quick and it’s all thanks to Ukai dragging you along to meet his grandfather. The rest of the boys are also doing their best to improve with the new practice regimen that you put together and you mainly helped Kageyama with his sets for further accuracy. Practice isn’t the only time you’re with Kageyama, but you’ve also become his personal tutor when it comes to school work. As time passed, you managed to grow closer to the socially awkward setter and the two of you begin to realize that it could be something more.

Part 10

Word Count: ~5.1k Synopsis: The team has a field day when they see you come in to practice late. Their teasing is relentless and it sticks with you throughout the whole day. You can’t help but think about the situation you’re in with Tobio and an old friend helps you find clarity. Then when Tokyo Camp is finally in session, you end up over pushing yourself and Shimizu tells you to rest for the first half of the day. While you’re resting the boys find out what happened to you and they need to figure out who’s going to check up on you before their practice matches begin.

Part 11

Word Count: ~2.9k Synopsis: You wake up to find Kageyama delivering the food that the rest of the managers reserved for you. While eating, you get to see the rare side of soft Kageyama and the small time frame you have with each other, it shows that both of your walls are slowly coming down. Then after having a late start to the day, the boys show how much they’ve missed you and as the day goes on, some priceless moments are finally captured through your infamous Polaroid.

Part 12

Word Count: ~3.5k Synopsis: The boys have been working as hard as ever during the training camp and Kuroo gives you some updates on what happened during free practice the night before. Then later that day, Nishinoya checks in on you during one of their breaks and a bet is made between the two of you. And as the day comes to a close, as usual, you’re practicing with Kageyama and both of you lose track of time. This time, you’ve accidentally pushed yourself past your limits and your injury acts up again.

Part 13

Word Count: ~3k Synopsis: The girls recap what happened the night before and Kuroo decides to have a talk with Kageyama when he and Bokuto visits your nightly practice with Kageyama.

Part 14

Word Count: ~4.6k Synopsis: It’s the final day of Karasuno’s training camp in Tokyo and the boys find out about the barbecue that will happen once they are all finished. Sugawara offers Kageyama some help before their last practice game and you finally get to see the quick that you’ve been dying to see in person. Then once the barbecue is in full swing, you catch up with your childhood friends and Kageyama finally asks you a question.

Part 15

Word Count: ~3.7k Synopsis: You finally have lunch with Kuroo and Bokuto where you catch them up with the night before. They comment throughout your story and as they walk you to Homura’s apartment to catch up with your girls, Daichi calls you out of nowhere. The call leads you to the girls’ gym at Karasuno after the weekend ends and a new opportunity awaits.

Part 15.5 || Side Chapter

Word Count: ~1.7k Synopsis: You get your hair dyed while hanging out with Rui, Homura, and Nishinoya. In the midst of hanging out, you get caught texting Kageyama and your friends do what they always do: instigate and get to know the boy you’ve been crushing on.

Part 16

Word Count: ~4.9k Synopsis: It’s finally the day for your date with Kageyama and you can’t help but feel so nervous. He surprises you by taking you to your favorite place and the day is filled with constant blushing while spending time with your crush.

Part 17

Word Count: ~5.3k Synopsis: Qualifiers for the Miyagi Prefecture has finally arrived. Being back at a competition venue made you nostalgic and you end up making another bet with Nishinoya. In order to prepare for the long day ahead, you grab some water for the team and someone approaches you.

Part 18

Word Count: ~5.3k Synopsis: With school back in session, your schedule with the girl’s volleyball team finally collides with your time as the boys’ manager. It’s something you’ve put off for a while and finally have to address with the team.

Part 19

Word Count: ~4.2k Synopsis: During the two months that the boys have before the Spring Nationals, Kageyama does recon and your schedule starts to look more hectic. Then during one of your trips to Tokyo for another training camp, Bokuto decides to have his talk with Kageyama and it makes him realize some things about himself.

Part 20

Word Count: ~4.1k Synopsis: Spring Nationals/Qualifiers has finally arrived and the boys are ready for their first match against Johzenji. As you all make your way towards the gym, Kageyama and Hinata end up bumping into Terushima. Then once their match starts, Kageyama ends up getting injured and there’s an unexpected turn of events when you take him to the nurse’s office.

Part 21

Word Count: ~3.9k Synopsis: The girls try to get out what happened between you and Kageyama and the boys win against Johzenji. Now that it’s the second day of matches after successfully beating Wakutani, Karasuno gets ready to go against Aoba Johsai. And knowing what had happened before, you prepared a small surprise in hopes to boost the boys’ morale for their upcoming battle.

Part 22

Word Count: ~4.4k Synopsis: The long-awaited battle against Aoba Johsai is in full swing as you watch along the sidelines. Tensions are high and it can’t help but remind you of memories you kept close to your heart. While watching, it reminds you of just how much the boys have grown in such a small amount of time.

Part 23 - TBD

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discoveringmiraculouswriters · 5 years ago

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@tsuki-chibi / SailorChibi(AO3)

Ok, so after several months of radio silence, it was time for me to come back to work and post one of my “fic of the month”, but since I literally read everything Miraculous Ladybug written by Sailor/TsukiChibi, I decided to make an author special. This is my first one; the template may change with time.

As I’m writing this, Chibi has 76 works on her AO3 for the Miraculous Ladybug fandom. She has also many fics related to the MCU, Sherlock TV series and Supernatural. Kudos for so much inspiration!

Warning: Long post ahead!

Her fics are ALL worth reading, but here are some of my favorites:

Duststorm: Words:2960 - Chapters:1/1 Summary: Sandboy shows Ladybug one of her worst nightmares. It affects Ladybug far more than she would've expected, and Chat Noir is doing no better.

What I liked: The emotional comfort, The way Ladybug’s resolution to keep their identities secret is just thrown through the window

Black and White and Red All Over: Words:5222 - Chapters:1/1 Summary: Ladybug didn't know that Chat Noir had a sibling. She finds out in the worst way possible.

What I liked: Chat Noir not being Chat Blanc, Adrien having a sibling, Bridgette’s cameo, an akuma with enough control to team up with Ladybug

Shared Characteristics: Words:2895 - Chapters:1/1 Summary :Out of all the things Nino and Alya could've inherited from their kwamis, it would be a heat.

What I liked: DJWifi and the fun factor, really. Imagining them in heat and how they deal with it is just hilarious.

Miraculous Online: Words:2619 - Chapters:1/1 Summary: What do you do when you're freed after having been trapped inside of an online game for over two years? Adrien finds his partner.

What I liked: It made me watch Sword Art Online and, re-reading it after, I could even more appreciate the fic!

Tripped at Fencing: Words:5326 - Chapters:1/1 Summary: Of the all the ways for Ladybug to figure out his identity, Adrien never thought it would be because his father had slapped him.

What I liked: The hurt to comfort and Gabriel A+ parenting. Seriously, this is a sweet fic where you just want to give Adrien a hug or adopt him.

Kitten-ing Around: Words:959 - Chapters:1/1 Summary: Chat had a bad habit of making too many puns. Ladybug had a bad habit of pushing him off rooftops. Technically, that meant they were both to blame.

What I liked: the easy reveal. There’s no drama, no fight, just kids kitten-ing around and messing up their secret identities.

Miraculous Hive (series): Works:5 - Complete: No Summary: Following Chameleon, Chloe figures out who Ladybug and Chat Noir. Her bee instincts then set off a chain of events that change everything.

What I liked: Chloe POV (I haven’t read a lot of fics written from another POV outside of Adrien’s and Marinette’s) and Chloe’s redemption. I’m pro Chloe’s redemption. She’s just a kid who does what she does because of the way she has been brought to see the world (contrarily to Lila who’s genuinely bad imo)

And I’d give up Forever: Words:26829 - Chapters:13/13 Summary: Marinette and Adrien were hiding out in a motel room. Paris knew they were Ladybug and Chat Noir and hated them, and they in turn knew that Gabriel was Hawkmoth. This is one situation that they can't fix alone.

What I liked: I actually dreaded to read this one. I was trying to avoid angsty fics, but the summary about “Paris hating them” made me think they hated them for, idk, being bad at what they do. I was relieved when I understood this was caused by an akuma. The hurt to comfort, the fight against Hakwmoth and how Marinette and Adrien end up so attached to each other made me love this fic.

The Butterfly Effect: Words:22632 - Chapters:8/8 Summary: When Hawkmoth wins and wishes for a new timeline where Emilie Agreste is alive, Marinette and Adrien are the only other ones who remember everything about the old timeline. But Ladybug and Chat Noir don't know each other's identities, and coming together to beat Hawkmoth once and for all may not be as easy as it seems.

What I liked: Adrien seeing his mother again (and finally having the chance to say properly goodbye to her), Marinette’s proof of love for Adrien by giving him the chance to keep his mother, and when Marinette and Adrien find each other. Reading Adrien snapping at his overworked life was nice too :) He needs vacations...

Guess Who: Words:13142 - Chapters:31/31 Summary: Marinette thought a Halloween party with her friends would be fun. That was before someone died. In this choose your own ending story, can you help Marinette make it to the end alive? Reader beware... you’re in for a scare!

What I liked: Where do I actually start?! This fic is a crack and is so fun to read. It’s in the format “Choose Your Own Adventure”. I read it on my phone, set on “Chapter by Chapter” and the links from a chapter to another makes it like a RPG. I was reading it during my breaks at work and just couldn’t stop thinking about it, about who was guilty. I actually guessed right and couldn’t stop laughing.

Fruitful (series): Works:3 - Complete: Yes Summary: Adrien and Marinette are telepathic soulmates. That’s not always a good thing, but neither of them would give up their deep bond for anything.

What I liked: I love soulmate AUs, Marinette being there for Adrien when he’s alone, how losing the other affects them, Chloe playing the game for their sake

By my Side (When the Rain Comes Pouring in): Words:81938 - Chapters:28/28 Summary: Two years after Marinette got her miraculous, she meets Adrien Agreste for the first time. In spite of an initial gum-related bump in the road, they become fast friends thanks to their shared interest in fashion and design. But there's something funny about Adrien. He seems to suffer from terminal clumsiness just like Marinette, frequently sporting sprained wrists and ankles, new bruises, and other injuries. Injuries which look suspiciously similar to the ones that Ladybug's beloved partner has...

What I liked: Adrien’s heartbreaking situation at home, Hawkmoth’s reveal, Marinette and Plagg’s complicity

Honorable mentions:

Lovesquare Ficlet Collection 2019 (Works:8 - Complete: Yes) and Lovesquare 2019 Ficlet Expansions (Works:5 - Complete: No)

2020 Lovesquare Prompt Months (Works:7 - Complete: No)

aro-ace Valentine fics (Works:17 - Complete: No)

Cat in the Night (Words:1926 - Chapters:1/1 )

Lap Pillow: (Words:1496 - Chapters:1/1)

Trolling Alya: (Words:14502 - Chapters:12/12)

Arctique: (Words:19714 - Chapters:9/9)

With that, I’m done!

Thank you so much Chibi for all the work you’ve done and for all fluff and comfort you put in your fics!

Please read, share and leave kudos on her works!

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If you know ML writers you’d like to shout out, or are a ML writer yourself, please contact me!! @clawsout83

#fic of the month #by clawsout83 #fic of the month special #tsuki-chibi #long post

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cronni · 5 years ago

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Dabi and Hawks: why the childhood friends theories dont make sense

This is the first time I do a “meta” about BNHA, but I thought I needed to explain some things now that we have more information.

Yes, I am, with no shame, a DabiHawks shipper (Dabi stan and Hawks stan too). And, yes, I never believed in those theories from the start.

I’m here to explain why.

[Warning: This post contains spoilers for the most recent leaked chapter, 291.]

Lets start with a simple thing: Setting a timeline for both characters.

Dabi’s timeline goes like this:

- Touya is born - Fuyumi is born 1 year and a half later (Touya is 1yo) - Natsuo is born 3 years after Fuyumi (Touya is 4yo) - Shoto is born 3 years after Natsuo (Touya is 7yo) - Shoto starts training/Touya stops being trained by Endeavor (Touya is between 9-12yo) - Shoto gets his scar (Touya is 12-13yo) - Touya dies after Rei goes to the hospital (Touya/Dabi is between 12-14yo) - Dabi meets Shigaraki and joins the League of Villains (Dabi is 23yo) - Present time, 1 year since the beginning of the main story (Dabi is24yo)

(Note: This is an approximate timeline based on all information we got so far, like character ages and dialogue. For example, we know that Shoto’s scar incident happened around 10 years ago, when he was 5 years old.)

Hawks’ timeline goes like this:

- Keigo is born - Takami thief incident happens (Keigo is between 3-6yo) - Keigo is recruited by the HPSC (Keigo/Hawks is between 6-8yo) - Hawks’ training period on HPSC’s training program (Hawks is between 8-18yo) - Hawks opens his own agency (Hawks is 18yo) - Billboard charts (Hawks is 22yo) - Present time (Hawks is 23yo - same age as Fuyumi)

(Note: It’s hard to set a timeline for Hawks since we know so little about him. A few things I considered for this was: a) Hawks was recruited after he got his quirk and was able to control it. He was a prodigy, he learned fast, but probably still took a while. b) Since he opened his agency at 18 and was took in very young, I considered 10 years a reasonable time for this training. c) I know the “Hawks’ dad used Hawks on his crimes” theory is a kinda popular one, but I don’t considered much of that being the case since we have no proof. Takami’s arrest could be anything during Hawks’ upbringing, but since Hawks talks about “Endeavor saving him”, it gives us an idea he was old enough to remember what happened.)

“Okay, but that still don’t explain why the Childhood Theory isn’t possible”

Let’s begin talking about the biggest one:

Childhood Friends + HPSC Training Program

I think Chapter 291 pretty much tells why that theory is officially debunked (here I want to give a thanks to Kailo, from Discord, for translating the leaks for us!):

Touya died alone, training where Endeavor used to. Not in the HPSC. Not in the training program.

Also, during Dabi’s whole speech (on broadcast and on Jakku), he NEVER talks about the HPSC. He talks about Hawks and his dad, about Hawks killing Twice and Jeanist. But not about the training program.

Maybe Dabi doesn’t even know about this program.

Another point that debunks this story is the timeline.

For Dabi and Hawks be able to meet inside the HPSC’s training program, it needed to be in Hawks’ first years in the HPSC.

Hawks was recruited when he between 6-8 years old, while Touya’s training with Endeavor stopped when he was between 9-11 years old because of Shoto.

And we saw Touya playing with his siblings during Shoto’s training in flashbacks. He couldn’t be going to a secret and seemingly strict program like the HPSC and still be frequenting his home to play with Natsuo and Fuyumi.

With this one out of the way, let’s go to another, little less popular, variation of this theory:

Childhood Friends, but without the Training Program part

I see this one around from time to time. It’s basically that they met and became friends until Hawks is recruited from the HPSC, then they lose contact due to that.

(There’s also a second variation about they meeting somehow in the HPSC due to the fact that Endeavor was a famous hero that the Commission could work with, but I’m throwing this off for the sole reason of: Hawks would remember Touya since they were older. Hawks said he searched for information about Dabi, so it’s safe to assume that he could, yes, draw the connection if he was someone Hawks had contact during his 10 years in the HPSC.)

And why do I think this theory doesn’t make sense?

Because Keigo and Touya were born in literal opposite sides of Japan.

I feel like people forget this a lot, for some reason.

Keigo Takami was born in Kyushu, Fukuoka. Touya Todoroki was born in Musutafu, near Tokyo.

It’s, literally, the opposite side of Japan. I’m not kidding.

Just search the distance between Fukuoka and Tokyo, and you’ll have your answer.

And for the ones that are gonna ask “what about Hawks’ name, how does Dabi knows that?” - I think we’ll have to wait for the backstory around this Takami thief to give more insight into that.

TL;DR: Dabi and Hawks, besides having a similar age, live too far away to have meet for prolonged time, and Chapter 291 confirmed that Touya died training alone basically debunks this whole theory altogether.

(Also, just as an end note: I love the Childhood Friends AU, I really do. But, sometimes, you need to realize that some headcanons are just that. Headcanons.)

#bnha #mha #bnha spoilers #mha spoilers #bnha dabi #bnha hawks #touya todoroki #bnha 291 #mha 291 #bnha meta #mha meta #bnha analysis #mha analysis #i never thought i would need to make a post debunking this theory ngl #but here we are #dabihawks #manga spoilers #bnhameta #fandomtheory

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s-k-y-w-a-l-k-e-r · 5 years ago

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My GIF making process!

I’ve been asked many times for a tutorial, but because I get really detailed, I always get overwhelmed by the idea. But I finally decided to buckle down!

Just so you know: I don’t use PSDs in this, and I don’t import layers to frames or anything like that. I like the hard way—at least in gif making, I believe you get higher quality gifs. Join me as I show you how to make gifs by loading videos directly into the Photoshop timeline and my coloring and sharpening techniques.

Tools used:

Mac OS X (only necessary for the first step, and there are other ways around it with a PC)

Adobe Photoshop

YouTube Purchases (any streaming service will work)

Topics covered:

Obtaining the Source Material

Loading the video file into Photoshop

Prepping, Cropping, and Resizing the Media

Adjustment Layers

Sharpening

Exporting

Obtaining the Source Material

There are a few different methods for obtaining video to work with. Proper YouTube videos are nice, but finding any major motion picture in that format is difficult, if not illegal.

Once I realized I could get really great quality video by doing screen recordings from streaming services, I stopped worrying about finding (and pirating) high resolution video files. So now, I just go to whichever streaming service I need to, pick out the movie or show, find the spot, and record small snippets.

Mac screen recording instructions:

On a Mac, Command+Shift+5 will bring up the screen recording dialogue.

Resize the frame of what you want to record within the browser.

Go to a second or two before, press the “record” button, and then begin playing the video, remembering to keep your cursor out of the recording box.

Use the Space bar to pause your video when you’ve gotten the snippet you need. Stop the screen recording by clicking the ⏹ button that is in your menu bar at the top of the screen.

Important: when the recording appears in the bottom right of your screen, click on it, and then trim the video on either end. This will help your computer convert the video file to the type that can be opened by Photoshop.

Click “done” and it will appear on your desktop, ready to be used!

PC Users: ??? Here’s a Google search I did for you

Loading the video file into Photoshop

Lots of people use this process for making gifs (a great tutorial!). I didn’t even know it existed until last summer, when I’d already been giffing for years. I wish I could still do something like that with these screen recordings, but the files are absolutely HUGE, especially on Macs with double retina displays, which actually increase the dpi by a lot. Making screencaps of them fills up my hard drive, almost immediately—even when I’ve got 20 gigs of free space to work with. So what do we do? We just. Open the file. In Photoshop. Et voila!

You can do this with any type of video, not just screen recordings.

Prepping, Cropping, and Resizing the Media

When Photoshop loads your videos up, it makes the video hilariously fast (something about frame conversion). You must slow it down for it to look natural. THIS MUST BE DONE BEFORE YOU RESZE. Your Photoshop timeline window should be at the bottom of the screen. See that little triangle in the top right of the video?

Click on it, and a menu will appear to change speed and duration.

Change the speed first- usually between 80-85% will seem realistic. (I actually went a little faster than I usually would on this at almost 86%—I don’t recommend this)

Press the button next to duration and pull the toggle all the way to the far right (if you don’t do this, full length of the video will be cut off).

Now you’ll want to crop it. Ever since Tumblr upped its GIF size limit, I have been playing around with 7:5 ratios, but let’s go with 3:2 for now. Use the Crop tool, pick out 3:2 in the top left (it may say 2:3, but you can switch that) and then find the most suitable spot in your gif for that. Hit enter on your keyboard.

Some things to keep in mind when cropping:

Most videos come in 16:9 ratio (BoRhap is even wider). If it’s a wide shot, you’ll need to do the full 16:9 to not lose anything. Of course, experiment and find what’s right for you!

As you can see above, I moved forward in the timeline and made the crop to a point in the video when the broadest movement was happening.

Certain videos WILL have a black or red bar that may be imperceptible until you’ve already exported the gif. Just crop in a little tighter on top and bottom to avoid them.

Now you’ll need to resize your gif to be the correct size for Tumblr. If you don’t use Tumblr’s exact dimensions, your gifs (as uploaded) will appear blurry or pixellated. We’re doing a full-width gif here, which is 540px. On a Mac, I use Command+Option+I (for “Image Size) to open the resize dialogue. You can also find it under Image->Image size...

Make sure to also have “Resample” checked. Lately I’ve been playing around to see if different options are better. Most GIF makers use “Bicubic Sharper (Reduction)” and they are not wrong to do so. I’ve just been unhappy with it lately, so I have been trying this other setting out, “Bicubic (smooth gradients)”.

Click OK. A dialogue may come up that asks if you want to convert to a Smart Object. The answer is yes, okay, do it. The only major caveat is that you can’t go back and change the timeline speed. That’s why we did it first. But you can preview the speed now that it’s smaller, and if you don’t like it, use Command+Z (or “Undo”) and go back a couple steps to get the speed you like.

You may find, especially on a Mac screen (and possibly other displays), that at 100% your gif looks too small to be 540px. That is the curse and blessing of working with super-high resolution hardware. Zoom in to 200% and proceed about your business. This is what it will look like on Tumblr.

You may find it helpful at this point to begin by defining the beginning and end of your gif by moving around these bumpers. It’s safe to keep gifs under 02:00f in length. Under half of 01:00f will be way too short. (I tend to overshoot in length and then trim the beginning and the end once I see how big the gifs are upon exporting.)

Adjustment Layers

Now the creativity and fun begin!

There are a LOT of ways to get creative here. I’m going to keep it simple, very simple, but I strongly recommend opening up a new adjustment layer of each type and trying to figure out what each does!

You’ll find the adjustment layer menu at the bottom of the Layers window.

Curves

There are a lot of ways to make Curves work for you! It can do the job of Brightness/Contrast, it can do Levels, it can do Color Balance! We’re going to use it mainly to help with brightness here, but also to level out some of the tones. One of the quick tricks you can do is use the droppers on the left side of the Properties window. There are three- one with a white tip, one gray, one black. These can help define what your white tones are (and whether they need to be more of one color or another), and so on with your blacks. Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn’t; in this case, I think it doesn’t:

That looks totally blown out and somehow also too dark!

So instead, we’re going to use that little hand with the finger pointing out and some arrows pointing up and down. This lets you define which sections you want to get brighter or darker, and how much. It doesn’t do color correction. In the example below, you can see I dragged up on a white spot and down on a dark spot. Then, I moved points around on the curve itself to refine (which the gif here doesn’t show...).

Vibrance/Saturation x2

Next, I’ve been using @gwil-lee‘s Vibrance/Saturation trick (I know you said you learned it from someone else, but I learned it from you!).

Create a Vibrance Adjustment layer, bump the values up a bunch, and then change its Fill to somewhere between 2-9%. Change the Blend Mode to Color Burn. Then make a copy of that layer keeping everything the same, but make it Color Dodge. I can’t quite define what these do, but it makes it punchier!

Color Balance

Most people are familiar with this. For this gif, I’m going to make the shadows more Cyan/Blue and the highlights more Red/Yellow. Just a few points each.

Exposure

I brought the Exposure up a bit, but not enough for you to need to read about, haha.

Selective Color

Here’s where you make fine adjustments to colors. This particular scene is extremely simple, color-wise, so keep it simple. I’m going to bump up the cyans/blues, take up the black by just a point or two, and maybe bump up the yellows and reds a tiny bit. (And as always, remember, the “opposite” of cyan is red, the opposite of magenta is green, and the opposite of yellow is blue. CMY/RGB!)

I think at this point I’m going to call it with the adjustment layers. You can go absolutely hogwild with more of them! But at this point, I’m ready to start sharpening!

Sharpening

I do three sharpening filters these days. These are all under Filter->Sharpen. Make sure your media layer (default called Layer 1) is selected as we go through this! (Also, this can really take a toll on your processor, so don’t say I didn’t warn you.)

Sharpen- This layer does the basic job

Smart Sharpen (Amount: 10%, Radius: 10, Reduce Noise: 4% Gaussian Blur)- This layer gives texture

Smart Sharpen (Amount: 500, Radius: 0.3, Reduce Noise: 12% Gaussian Blur)- This layer gives refined sharpening and smoothing

Fiddle with these as needed! Let your gif play all the way through- this may go slowly as your processor works on it. Make sure the beginning and end points make sense.

Exporting

After You’re going to have to use File->Export->Save For Web (Legacy)... or use the shortcut of Shift+Option+Command+S. This could take some time for the dialogue to pop up! Be patient.

In my opinion, these are the best gif export settings for crisp edges and no noise:

Now you see how big the file is in the bottom left. Tumblr won’t let you upload anything bigger than 10MB and it’s safer to stay under 9MB, in my experience. When your gif is too big, you have a couple options. You can close the dialogue and change the length of your gif.

OR, you can uncheck “Interlaced” and bump up the lossy to 1 or or more. This will create noise. Sometimes, that’s a good thing!

Here’s without lossy:

Here’s WITH lossy: (Honestly in a fast moving gif like this, it’s almost imperceptible, but I can see it!)

And now that I’ve exported, I can see what there’s a little black line on the bottom! So I’m going to trim that off and call it good! You can see the full gifset here.

Hope you enjoyed! Reblog if you try this out or learned anything. Feel free to reach out with questions any time!

#gif tutorial #tutorial #creator tag #my gifs #rami malek

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simplicity1511 · 5 years ago

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Yashahime EPISODE 1 Review

I just finished the first episode of Yashahime and OMFG!!!!!!!

There are so many emotions running through me right now as someone who watched the original series on YTV Bionix. I remember being like 5 and 6 and staying up late to watch it, sometimes even falling asleep before it aired. It’s original air time was 11pm but by the time I was around 8-9 years old, the show started airing at 9pm.

I remember asking my aunt to wait up until I finished my favorite show before I went to bed because we were going to the airport that night to visit my cousin who had recently given birth to her second kid and I was tagging along. I remember it being the episode Kohoku regains his memories. Good thing I didn’t miss it but I sure do remember being disappointed that I wasn’t seeing InuYasha and the gang that episode.

Speaking of our boy Kohoku, it looks like he has a new weapon (that is correct, ladies and gents, our boy appears in the first episode!!) However, not adult Kohaku, our itty bitty boy from the original series.

For those that didn’t get a chance to read the manga, there's an epilogue chapter that deals with the root demon that our gang ends up fighting in the first episode and it appears to have maybe merged with the Tree of Ages. I suspect this because it shows a hole in the tree in the same location as Kikyo’s arrow had been when she shot InuYasha to it. I’m curious to see what shit this root ends up stirring.

However, the most interesting thing I discovered was not from the episode itself but from the opening sequence as well as the next episode preview. From the looks of it, it appears as if all three girls have a pearl, Towa’s is Silver, Setsuna’s is Gold and Moroha is Red. Now given the fact that in the original series pearls played a role not once but twice in the series, both in the beginning and end, and they appear multiple times in the opening and ending sequences of the show, we know they're going to play an important role.

The first time they appear in the original series is when our sexy Sesshomaru was trying to look for Tessaiga. In this case, the pearl was located in InuYasha’s eye and led to the land of the dead which is where we come across the bones of Inu-Pops.

The second time is when they looked for one of the last shards of the jewel which just happened to have been in the possession of the demon who created the pearl who was also located at the grave of our beloved Inu-Pops.

We also know that this demon had a son who was continuing his work at creating pearls as this is how we learn that his father, who had created InuYasha’s pearl, had already died. The most logical conclusion is the son most likely created the pearls for our three ladies.

Another thing to keep in mind is that in the opening song, you will notice that at some point Towa’s eye starts glowing, and it has a similar appearance as InuYasha’s did when we see the pearl first appear. We know these pearls have strange abilities and for whatever reason each girl was given one. Given the fact that the girls have no knowledge of their parents, it appears that this was most likely hatched by our boys to help their daughters in whatever way possible. Much in the same way Inu-Pops gave his two swords, Tessaiga and Tenseiga to his two sons to protect them and teach them something even if he wasn’t around to do it.

Now speaking of our boys, Sesshomaru is still as sexy as ever and it appears as if he tries to stay close to the village in order to reach Rin as swiftly as possible. That or he has some teleportation ability we don’t know about but with how fast he moves, he might as well have it.

For those of us who grew up with InuYasha being torn between Kagome and Kikyo and the constant conflict that it caused throughout the series, it was kinda refreshing to see it again and see how they both behaved as adults regarding those emotions

I found Kagome’s handling of it really fascinating because by this point she’s already sorted out her feelings for Kikyo, yet InuYasha still thinks that Kikyo causes Kagome pain which in the beginning she did but Kagome has moved past that pain and she knows who she is as a person beyond just being her reincarnation.

I think it’s further indicated when we first see Kagome and she shows the twins a kikyo root which is supposed to be good for coughs and fevers. When it panels to Sango we can see the surprise on her face as to hearing Kagome mention Kikyo’s name (you know it was an intentional reference especially if you’ve read the manga and know what kind of demon Miroku and InuYasha are fighting). Knowing this, still didn’t keep me from being surprised. I feel like just like the plant, Kagome has come to admire Kikyo’s strength as a priestess, something she’s trying to achieve herself as a Priestess in Training.

The original series dealt with a lot of Kagome’s identity being referenced as Kikyo and other characters trying to erase her individuality as just another copy of Kikyo. Something that Naruku did pretty frequently especially using the feelings Kagome had towards InuYasha against them on multiple occasions using Kikyo.

Just like how in the first episode of the original series where InuYasha kept calling Kagome, Kikyo when they first met, Kagome has to tell off the root demon and clarify that she is Ka-go-me, NOT Kikyo.

I really liked all the symbolism this episode had and the references to the original series especially given that Towa ends up encountering a broken seat from a bike in the Feudal Era and as we know Kagome has had her bike destroyed and replaced, many a times throughout the series.

The fact that Towa is someone whose been raised in the future by the brother of the woman who travels to the past is very interesting given the fact that she is the daughter of Seshomaru whose InuYasha’s older brother who besides Kagome was the only other person to be able to travel in time.

I’m wondering what makes InuYasha/Sesshomaru’s blood special as it appears as if all three girls were able to travel to the future so if Seshomaru himself had tried going through the bone eaters well, could he too have travelled to the future like InuYasha?

Kagome was able to travel due to the Jewel of Four Souls and once that was destroyed her connection to the past was severed so I’m curious to see how the past and future end up connecting the three girls together because it was Kagome and InuYasha’s love in the end that reopened the well three years later. However, we know in the current timeline that the well is closed which makes me wonder what kind of fate these three girls share as the Half Demon Princesses (also Princesses of what may I ask?)

On a final note, in both series there are demon birds, the first a carrion crow demon who likes shiny things like the jewel, another an owl who is wise and has knowledge of the past. I suspect that this demon will play a key role in how this story ends up progressing, much in the same way the crow did.

Being a long time fan of the show, I remember being really sad when the series ended and frustrated when they didn’t defeat Naraku by the end of the original anime run. My head would constantly have ideas of what their future would have been like once the pesky fellow was dead and once I had gotten a computer (at age 11) and I discovered manga sites, I finally got an answer to my question.

Then a few years later, teenage me finally got those last chapters animated. I was finally blessed with my ending so I’ll be real frank with you when I say I was not happy this show was coming. While everyone else was freaking out that Seshomaru fucked someone, I was wondering, what could have caused Kagome and InuYasha to abandon their daughter which would be totally out of character for the both of them especially given InuYasha’s childhood. I doubt he would have abandoned his daughter given having lost his mother at such a young age himself and never knowing who his dad was until much later in his life. He would never want his own daughter to experience the loneliness and struggle he did before he met Kagome, Sango and Miroku.

Now having watched the first episode I can’t say my fears are dissipated for this unwanted sequel series as we have yet to know what happened so the possibility that its a shitty reason for why Moroha is alone is still high meaning the possibly my favorite characters are shit on is still there.

This series means a lot given the time I watched InuYasha my family had recently immigrated to Canada and while most people were into Pokemon at my age, which don’t get me wrong, I was too.

I was far more fascinated by a girl who travelled through time in a fantasy world where she meets a cute dog demon boy and develops strong friendships, a budding romance and never loses herself. To a little girl who was also in a strange new country of her own, she was my role model.

She’s the reason I wanna learn archery at some point in my life and helped me to grow to be the strong independent woman I am today.

Even at 24 years of age, this is still my favorite series and I love all the symbolism and references to the old series while also having its own fresh perspective that Yashahime provides. It doesn’t mean that my skepticism has been cured.

When I watched InuYasha, I got Kagome, Sango, Kikyo, Kaede and Kagura (her death is still so beautifully tragic) and now a whole new generation of girls are going to get Towa our leader, the calm and cool collected Setsuna and our charge first and ask questions later Moroha (just like her dad :’). I can’t wait to see how they grow and hopefully how their beloved parents grew.

InuYasha for me was my first conceptual understanding of anime and where my love for it came from. I’m looking forward to seeing how this story progresses. But I won’t be afraid of criticizing it regardless of the good first impression I got.

Also, does anyone else get reminded of Miroku’s wind tunnel when they see InuYasha’s Meido Zangetsuha? Just me?

Now time to listen to that opening and ending on repeat.

See You Next Week!

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sidgenoabofest · 5 years ago

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1. Mpreg

2. Courting

3. Omega/Omega

4. Jealous mate

5. Lactation kink

6. Mermaid a/b/o au

7. Mail order bride!!!

8. Subversion/Inversion

9. Non-traditional dynamics

10. Very elaborative courting

11. oral knotting + cock warming

12. Geno’s first heat in America.

13. Little Drummer Girl au but a/b/o

14. alpha/alpha first time taking a knot

15. a xeno take on heat and abo dynamics

16. Geno falling for Ace!Sid in an a/b/o au

17. Mutual pining where they’re both Alpha’s

18. Hockey player Alpha Geno, non hockey Sid

19. Alpha!Geno’s dick is too big when he knots

20. Geno and Anna (alphas) try to woo Sid (omega)

21. Regency AU arranged marriage with shy omega Sid

22. Rival teammates and one goes into heat mid game

23. a/b/o dynamics based on lions, rather than wolves

24. beta/omega; first time going through heat together

25. Alpha-Alpha dynamic going into rut on the team plane

26. cockwarming as self-care and/or somebody's love language

27. Sometimes Sid will let Geno fuck his thighs and let him knot.

28. Alien Alpha Sid captures Earthling Omega Geno in his tractor beam

29. Snowed in and/or cabin fic where one of them goes into heat or rut

30. Mafia boss Geno, with husband omega Sid, who is still a boss in his own right

31. Sid's knot takes forever to go down. They work around it with cosy movie nights.

32. Alpha Sid being all worked up over pregnant geno.... and perhaps overly protective…

33. Sid being scent blind and falling in love with Geno the long way, while Geno pines and pines

34. Sid goes into a full on mating heat at the West Point hill climb, Geno fights off all comers.

35. Geno is intersex, with physical characteristics of both alpha and omega. Sid's into all of him.

36. Evgeni always goes to Sidney post heat (or rut). It’s one of many things they don’t talk about.

37. During a goal celebration, Sid and Geno experience a spontaneous bond. It freaks all involved out.

38. Alpha/Alpha rival knight au or Alpha knight and Omega squire? Just something with romance and armour.

39. Tired of being teased and the punchlines of locker room jokes, Sid asked Geno to take his virginity/knot him.

40. Geno and Sid as two alphas who pine for each other and try to pretend they don’t want each other, but they do.

41. sid has a kink for fucking new brides, so omega geno dresses up in bridal lingerie and begs sid to knock him up

42. Alphas and omegas will fuck betas, but they don’t end up staying with them. This is what Sidney knows from experience.

43. Medieval abo au, Sid's castle is small and he and Geno have to consummate their marriage in front of all of Sid's patrons

44. omega/omega pregnancy kink, no getting pregnant angst, just skip right to the good stuff: already pregnant and horny about it.

45. rookie sid and geno are still a bit too young for a real heat, so they put in some practice together and things get out of hand

46. “i’m rich and i’m not supposed to talk to servants but the person that scrubs my floor is really cute” (/smells fucking amazing)

47. New relationship during the holidays and somebody forgot to take their suppressant and goes into rut in between dinner and dessert

48. Omega Sid and alpha Geno hook up, it's a one night stand. Sid notices he's pregnant a couple weeks after and goes to hunt down Geno

49. Baby NHL omegas come to Sid for advice on omegas working with alphas, dating etiquette with alphas and what its like to get knotted by an alpha.

50. Alpha Geno courting Omega Sid to be allowed to mate him, over expensive gifts to dinner invitations to being possessive and protective on the ice

51. Sid can’t stand being touched or scent marked by strangers, but Geno’s never been that to him. (Authors choice re: what designations they each have)

52. Regency AU: Mr Sidney Crosby is as well know for his big estate and he wealth as he is for being an omega who tops all the alpha gentlemen he take to his bed

53. Sid is always yapping on the bench, but in relationships his communication skills go right down the drain when he has a cold and can't rely on scent cues for help.

54. you rescued me from the creepy person that was hitting on me in the bar and i’m glad you did because MMHMMM you are hot and smell like nothing i’ve ever smelled before

55. Sid is a beta who Geno always calls on when he goes into heat/rut. It’s fun and no strings attached and they’re friends. Only Geno slowly realises he wants more than that

56. one is an omega and the other is a beta (the inherent convenience of a self-slicking butthole; the beta figuring out how to satisfy their partner in heat, who can go for HOURS)

57. Only werewolves are a/b/o’s, humans are just humans. As a general rule human!Sid stays out of wolf business but Evgeni keeps making it his business by acting like Sidney’s *his.*

58. sid being teased relentlessly for his big alpha dick in the locker room, and loving it, kinda strutting around naked but also going all pink, and geno really LOOKING for the first time

59. Sid has been on high level suppressants since juniors and nobody knows if he's hiding being an alpha or an omega. Geno has been curious for YEARS but never asked, till something happens.

60. One of their alpha/omega statuses doesn't kick in until after retirement-- they spent a good portion of life thinking they were a beta but now that shit is going BANANAS. Puberty at age 40

61. Sid/Geno/Anna where Sid + Geno are both Omegas and have banded together like "we don't need any alpha nonsense" but then Geno meets Alpha Anna at the Olympics and shit gets real, real fast.

62. Tradition has it, your mate is supposed to smell best to you. But Sid usually smells like old milk. How the fuck is Geno supposed to work around that? Because Sid is definitely the one he wants.

63. Alpha Sid's enthralled with Geno's omega trills. Geno's kind of a picky eater (like he's picky about everything) Sid revels in the challenge of finding snacks and gifts that will make Geno trill

64. geno's heats come on fast and with no warning, sometimes in the middle of a game, so once in a while sid can help a buddy out and slip geno some fingers to just get him through to the intermission

65. Established Sid and Geno who have not bonded for some reason (is one beta? are they waiting for something?), with a side of whoops, accidentally bonded to someone else in a heat-related medical emergency.

66. You’re an actor/other famous person that I really admire and I just saw you in the street and as I was debating whether or not to say hi you came up to me and started flirting what do I do?? (but make it hockey abo)

67. Sexual dysfunction: Maybe an alpha who's having trouble knotting, or a bata having a hard time staying hard his fist time dating an omega, or an omaga who's having issues self lubricating. Emotional comfort through sex!

68. Camboy or porn AU where the one who does sex work specializes in alpha/alpha or omega/omega porn. Ideally the one watching is still an NHL player and has some complicated feelings around their own same-gender preferences.

69. one is an alpha and the other is a beta (first time getting knotted and being overwhelmed by it plus like LOTS of lube; or the alpha likes getting fucked but doesn't like to be knotted so a beta partner is the perfect option)

70. omega/omega sid figuring out how to top geno's giant peach ass when omegas aren't particularly well-endowed (dick-extending knotting dildo? practicing flexibility? finger-shaped bruises trying to keep those cheeks pried open?)

71. Green card heat bond au! The KHL don’t want to release Geno from his contract to let him play in the NHL. It’s becoming messy and it looks like the Penguins may lose their legal case when someone suggests a heat bond green card.

72. Trophy wife Geno: He likes to be pampered, he like his valour track suits, he likes lounging around in fur coats, and he likes getting knotted when Sid comes back from a win...and maybe even more when he comes back from a loss…

73. Heatfic PWP set during Geno’s rookie year when he barely speaks any English. Up to you which one is in heat—I just like the idea of Sid and Geno trying awkwardly to communicate & then not really needing to once instinct takes over.

74. Beauty and the beats/ or some kind of monster au. Geno is saved by Beast!Sid and nursed back to health in his castle. By the end Geno is as in love with the monster as he is with Sid's other self. This could be any dynamic combination.

75. Sid’s concussion messing up his alpha or omega cycle, or maybe delaying him from differentiating. Everyone calls him a late bloomer, which Sid doesn’t care about except when he sometimes sees Geno post heat/rut and feels confusing stuff

76. ABO specific sex toys: training knots for omega's, dilators for alphas and betas who want to sleep with other alphas, knotting flashlights, double headed dildos for omega/omega pairs? The list goes on! The only limit is your imagination.

77. Geno - omega who's never gone into heat. Maybe he never will. Despite the pessimism of his younger years, this has turned out to fine, because he and Sid have an excellent and well-established sex life regardless, and SID's heats are pretty great for both of them.

78. Nontraditional abo dynamic frat au: Either with alphas, betas, and omegas all in the same house or maybe separate different fraternities? It could be two competing alpha's from different frat houses? or maybe a beta at an omega house party feeling *very overwhelmed*

79. Geno breaks up after bonding with someone. It’s sudden and it happens mid-season and he can’t go home to lick his wounds so instead his bond-withdrawal becomes a team issue. The trainers and medics all have opinions and advice, but it’s Sid who gets him through the worst of it.

80. Omega Sid is wedded to foreign Prince Alpha Geno because male Omegas are rare and a 'sign to God'. The marriage is a sign of goodwill from the people of Sid's kingdom, he's a low noble but his Omega status makes him more worthy. They meet for the first time in front of the altar

81. Omega Sid is ‘President’ of the NHL omega groupchat/association, Sid and Seguin have a friendship forged through both declaring they “dont need no Alpha!” But cant stop having ‘issues’ with their closest Alpha on their teams. Sid-Seguin gossipy omega friendship as they explore life getting closer to alphas (Geno, Benn)

82. Beta Sid's the king of locker room talk and all the rowdy shenanigans that go on there. He flirts with everyone shamelessly and Geno has no idea how he's supposed to tell if Sid's being serious or not when he tells Geno to "take a picture, it will last longer" or something to that degree. (He really wants Sid to be serious).

83. Age difference Coach Sid/ Rookie Geno au. Geno needs to get bonded to be allowed to travel overseas and play for the Penguins. Sid agrees to be his alpha without really thinking about it until Geno shows up wide-eyed and perky at his front door and things just derail from there. (and by derail I mean office sex at the arena.)

84. Sid is an Omega but pretends to be a suppressed alpha as omegas are considered special and rare, almost local celebrities unto themselves, plus most wouldnt want to see an Omega risking injury playing professional sport. The presence of an ideal Alpha in Geno is making it harder and harder to hide his omega side and instincts.

85. After the NHL All Star Game, alpha Sid ends up with omega Geno’s gear bag. Sid doesn’t realize the mix-up until he gets home. When he opens the bag, he instantly recognizes the smell of omega arousal, and a couple of things become clear: Geno was getting hot while playing in the ASG, and Sid has unfettered, private access to Geno’s scent.

86. Pirates of the Caribbean/Black Sails au—Zhenya is a wealthy young omega hostage on pirate Sid's ship. In the end Sid can’t follow through and hand Zhenya over to the people who want him in exchange for gold. (or maybe Zhenya offers knowledge of something better for them to steal in order to save himself and they fall in love during the adventure)

87. Someone tried to take advantage of Sid while in heat/rut; it’s something that Geno hears whispers of when he is a rookie, but no one talks about it and Geno doesn’t have a nearly good enough grasp on English to try. He just stays later to practice with Sid and sits next to him at clubs and uses his body to block people when they try to touch Sid.

88. After years of dancing around their feelings, AlphaGeno and OmegaSid start ‘hooking up’ and then accidentally bond in The Playoffs bubble. This is a problem because newly bonded omegas tend to become bratty and act out in many ways and try to test their alpha, sometimes taunting other alphas to see if their own alpha will come defend them. Chaos on and off the ice ensues.

89. Werewolf/abo au: an unsuspecting Geno (omega or beta) comes across Alpha Sid's pack (maybe on a full moon run or Sid helps him with car troubles in a snow storm or maybe Geno visits Sid's pack after moving to the area as a gesture of good will.) Either way, Sid knows as soon as he sees Geno that he wants him for his bond mate, and will do whatever it takes to get him to agree.

90. Geno scent marking Sid; maybe they’re not bonded or in a relationship but Sid is *his*; his captain, his friend, the person who laughs at Geno’s jokes and exchanges knowing looks with Geno whenever one of their teammates does something dumb. It’s possessive and technically rude, but whatever. Sid likes it, Geno argues when someone (Flower, probably) tries to call him out for it.

91. Rookie Geno is ultra-competitive about everything from who goes last out of the locker room to how many eggs he can eat in a minute. Everyone sees it as Geno locking horns with Sid, competing as young alphas do. Only, Sid doesn’t seem offended or annoyed. If anything, he seems delighted and more than a little turned on. (Bonus points if everybody is wrong about one of them being an alpha).

92. Alpha sid being possessive and jealous over oblivious omega geno and maybe getting into a fight (throw in some alpha ovi shipping these idiots but also teasing sid about his and geno’s past hookups because he might be onboard the Sid geno train but he’s also a sassy bitch about it) bonus if it also has backy/ovi (if we squint not here to take the spotlight away from the two headed monster)

93. Mail Order Alpha AU: To Play in the KHL Omega Geno needs to be bonded. Metallurge team management offers him many options for Russian suitors, but Geno being Geno doesn’t like being told what to do. Instead of accepting any of those, he finds himself a nice Canadian alpha on "mail order bride" message boards. Bonus points for slightly awkward but also hot “bonding night scene” and Sid charming Geno's family with his broken Russian.

94. Sid never joins in with any of the rowdy locker room talk about hook ups/sex/knots/heats/ruts. Some of the guys joke it’s because Sid’s a virgin or frigid. Geno knows that isn’t true, because they hooked up one time when they were rookies. In retrospect he thinks it was probably Sid’s first time, and he knows he messed it up because instead of talking to Sid and seeing if they had anything real, Geno got back together with Oksana. It’s been years since then, and he and Sid are friends, but sometimes Geno wonder’s ‘what if...’

95. Geno broke an Alpha/Omega bond when he escaped from Russia to come to the NHL. He promised himself he’d never bond with anyone else ever again. He’d just have fun. And he is having fun fucking around. He was never allowed to do that at home. He probably shouldn’t be doing it in the west because he’s getting a reputation but he doesn’t care. He’s free and no one can tell him what to do. It’s his life and his choices and he’s never going to bond with anyone ever again. Only without noticing he finds himself falling for his best friend, Sidney.

96. nesting!! it can be because one of them is pregnant, or something bond/hormone related, or just a pre-heat behavior, but i love fics where the omega partner is secretly stealing the other one's clothes and small personal belongings to make a nice safe nest/den in a closet or spare room or even a trainer's room at the rink. i especially love this trope if the nesting partner is a little embarrassed or evasive about it, lol. my heart says it's sid who's building a nest out of geno's things (and being a little squirrely about it trying to keep it secret) but i think an omega!geno version would also be delightful.

97. Demisexual!Sid in an a/b/o world where designation/romance/sex has never been a big deal to him. He’s never understood his teammates stories of losing their minds with heat lust, or falling in love at first scent or losing days in bed with someone riding out their heat/rut or anything like that. Most people tell him, he’ll understand one day when the right alpha/omega/beta comes along or question if something is wrong with his designation/him. Geno never does. For the longest time Geno is one of the few friends who doesn’t think anything is wrong with him. But the problem with friends is sometimes Sid falls for them.

98. I'd love to read an a/b/o fic involving an unplanned pregnancy. Maybe they're in some kind of casual fwb arrangement off and on for years, or maybe they just hooked up the one time and had tacitly agreed to never speak of it again. I'd read pretty much any take on this prompt -- an Obvious Child-esque version where they decide to have an abortion but also realize they have feelings for each other; a version where they decide to have a baby but both think the other just wants to be friends and co-parents (not romantically involved); a version where the pregnancy forces them to reckon with their true feelings for each other... really, anything goes!

99. Loser's sacrifice / victor's prize fic, version 1: Geno wasn't drafted by the Pens, and he and Sid have spent their whole careers as rival captains (you can decide if it's a no-love-lost rivalry or just mutual respect for each other or a hatesex chemistry type dynamic). The Pens lose to Sid's team, and Sid offers himself to Geno as the victor's prize. (I'd read any version of this, but I'd especially love an alpha!Geno / omega!Sid fic where Sid's the only omega captain in a predominantly alpha league -- and this creates some weird tensions, because the sacrifice is supposed to be about the humiliation of an alpha having to submit to another alpha. Maybe Sid doesn't usually accept or offer sacrifice (someone else on the team does it for him).

100. Loser's sacrifice / victor's prize fic, version 2: Sid and Geno are together (you can decide how serious it is). After a bad loss one night, Sid offers himself as the sacrifice to the opposing team (or maybe just to their captain). Geno is insanely jealous and territorial about it and pretends to be sulky/angry, but in the days after he can't stop furtively jacking off thinking about it. Sid figures it out eventually, and somehow it becomes a thing for them. Sid starts regularly offering himself as sacrifice but always comes to Geno immediately afterwards, smelling of the opposing captain/team, so Geno can fuck someone else's come out of him while Sid tells him everything the team did to him.

101. I've been thinking about an a/o universe where non-alpha/omega pairings are still socially stigmatized, but there's an active scent-masking party/club scene, where people take blockers and go to hook up with other people without knowing what their dynamic is. Maybe the clubs themselves are a little taboo -- sort of like gay bathhouses in the '70s or private BDSM clubs -- so it's mostly people who are in the know, and there's a general understanding that you don't acknowledge people you meet there if you encounter them out in the world. I'd love an alpha/alpha fic set in this verse - could be a non-hockey AU where Sid and Geno meet at one of these clubs, or a canon fic where they don't realize the other is into alphas until they're out of town on a road trip and they run into each other at one of these clubs.

102. There are no omegas in the NHL—at least as far as anyone knows. Sid’s been taking illegal scent-blockers/suppressants and passing as a beta since he presented as an omega as a teen. The only people who know the truth are his parents, his agent, and Jack Johnson (who helped make excuses for Sid at SSM during his first heat). Sid doesn’t intend to reveal his secondary gender until his retirement—once he’s won a Cup or three and gold for Canada and proven decisively that omegas can play at the highest levels. Except something happens (his supply of blockers is interrupted, or he has a breakthrough heat, or something) and Geno finds out. I’d especially love it if this was early in their NHL careers, before they knew/trusted each other and were able to communicate well, but I’d definitely also read a fic where Geno finds out many years into their friendship, and has to grapple with how much Sid’s hidden from him.

103. old timey pirate AU! sid’s a naval officer who’s clawed his way up the ranks despite significant prejudice against omegas. he’s achieved his dream of captaining a ship, but his life is a lonely one, in part because he can’t let himself be vulnerable with anyone (in case they use it against him to challenge his leadership). the only bright spot in his life is the years-long cat-and-mouse game he’s been playing with evgeni malkin, a notorious russian pirate captain who‘s managed to evade arrest for years, often by tricking the navy or managing to cleverly conceal his crew’s stolen loot when their ship is boarded by the Navy. Geno’s an alpha, but unlike Sid’s fellow officers, he’s always treated Sid with the utmost respect—even if he also gleefully delights in tricking Sid’s men and repeatedly evading capture. in fact, after years of meeting in various port towns and at sea, Geno seems to consider Sid a friend. (Sid knows Geno finds him attractive, too, and has made it clear—always teasingly, never in a pushy or aggressive way—that he’s available, should Sid ever want to go to bed with an alpha.) up to you what the plot is, but I’d love something where Geno’s luck finally runs out, and Sid’s the one who‘s tasked with bringing him back to shore to be tried (and most likely hanged) for piracy. make Sid choose between his honor + love of rules and his unacknowledged feelings for geno!!

#sidgeno #sidgenoabofest

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stachmousworld · 4 years ago

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Avenge me tomorrow, Ch.12 part 2

TAG/WARNING: BDSM scene, degradation and feminization of one man character with his consent, M/M, and kind of impact play in the mix, orgy. If you don’t like it you can stop at “which was hard” and wait to read the next chapter. There are little to no important info during the smut scene.

(Timeline: follow up to last chapter with the team. This is a day before Thea's timeline. We are going to catch up in the next chapter.)

Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5 - Part 6 - Part 7 - Part 8 - Part 9 - Part 10 - Part 11

Bucky and Steve were awoken by JARVIS. They had fallen in a slumber after all the emotional talk. Steve hadn’t been able to go on his run with Sam. For once they slept without having nightmares.

“Sir, mister Wilson is here. He says it’s important. He is also accompanied by a young man, Mr. Mander.”

Bucky groaned when Steve rolled over, taking the blanket with him and leaving a cold empty space. He made grabby hands toward him. Steve kissed each of his hands and ruffled Bucky’s hair.

“I’ll make it quick.”

“D’you wan’ me t’come,” Bucky asked, his head in the pillow.

Steve chuckled. “Stay where you are. I’ll see what Sam wants and I’ll come back to cuddle you.”

Bucky hid his head under the cover and jiggled until the blanket was totally secured around him. Steve itched to draw him. This Bucky never ceased to make his inside melt. He was so precious and innocent.

Steve shook his head to clear his mind and grabbed some clothes, putting them on quickly. He brought the sweat to his nose and inhaled deeply. It smelled like coffee beans and musk. Tony in a nutshell. There wasn’t anything he’d not still and use and bring back to their owner. No matter it was a feminine or masculine item, he didn’t care. He loved marking his territory and scenting everything they had as if they’d ever forget about him.

Steve glanced at himself in the mirror and combed through his hair quickly. It still looked as if he just woke up but at least he tried.

Sam and “Mr. Mander” were talking fast to each other. Steve halted in his walk and observed them. Mr Mander was a young man, around Sam’s age, tall, slim but still muscled. He may not be as strong as Sam but looks were deceiving. What stroke Steve’s artist heart was his disheveled mop on top of his head. His red hair was a beautiful ombré which ended in vibrant yellowish tips.

There again, Steve felt the need to sit down and draw. He balled his hands and took a short breath. He needed to focus on the important matter here. Sam and his “friend” looked quite close. He caught the other man’s hand resting on Sam’s back and their head were almost pressed together. There was also an easiness in the way they held themselves together.

Steve repressed a smile. He was happy Sam had found someone. After what happened to Riley, he’d lose hope to find love again. In a way, that’s why brought the closer. Steve had been in the same predicament. He had just los Bucky and couldn’t fathom the idea of living with someone else or even fall in love.

Mr. Mander noticed him first. His green eyes bore into his and Steve shivered. There was a déjà vu. His eyes and his angular face reminded him of someone. But who?

“Steve!” Sam rushed to him and hugged him tightly. “I’ve been trying to call you for hours now. I thought something happened to you. And with Tony who fainted in public…”

“Wait what? What do you mean?” Steve asked, lost.

Sam stepped back. A deep frown was marring his face. “What do you mean “what”? I know this tower is impenetrable but I’m sure you heard this voice from the sky calling for whoever to join them.”

Steve glanced to the other man to see if it was a joke. Sam wasn’t the kind of men who liked to prank. At least not these kinds.

“I…didn’t hear anything, Sam.” Steve answered slowly. “Bucky and I were asleep since this morning.”

Sam looked at him in disbelief. “Man, I saw you sleep a few times and you sure as hell would have heard this voice. Everyone and their mama heard it.” He looked around. “This Tower cannot be that soundproof.”

“If I may, Sirs, I have recorded the sound coming from out of the tower. I have also noticed that James and Steve sleep was quite unnatural. I have compared the data with those gathered by SHIELD and it concurred. All of their predicament are linked. James didn’t notice because it seemed coincidental with a private discussion that took a toll on them both.”

“A toll on you both?” Sam eyed Steve’s face carefully. “Are you both okay? Is Barnes good?”

Steve nodded. “We are. This morning has been a rollercoaster of some sorts and we needed to decompress and talk a bit about what Bucky (Steve threaw a hesitant look at the other man) remembered.”

“Oh, okay. If you ever need anything you know who to talk. I may not be your therapist but I’m here for you both.”

“Same for you.”

“For me?” Sam spluttered.

Steve raised an eyebrow and nodded toward Mander. “You can talk to us, or at least me, about anything.”

Sam gaped like a fish for a few seconds before clearing his throat.

“Yeah uh…this is Jorge. He is German and he’s a baker. One of the best.”

“You only say that because I let you eat all of my treats,” Jorge answered easily. The deep, raspy voice matched his body as weird as it was. Jorge was a mix of all things that shouldn’t be together and yet worked.

“Not all,” Sam honest-to-God pouted.

“No sexual innuendos in our home, Bird.”

Steve turned around and watched Bucky. A freshly washed Bucky enter the room. He gave a lazy salute toward Sam and Jorge and sat down on the couch.

“I thought you were asleep,” Steve said dumbly. His eyes were stuck on the nape of Bucky’s neck where a rivulet of water ran down. He unconsciously licked his lips.

“God, you are worse than us,” Sam complained to Jorge, who smirked.

“What?” Bucky asked, eyes still on whatever was on TV.

“Nothing Buck,” Steve answered before Sam. “Two can play this game, Sam. Now that you have someone there is nothing stopping me.”

Sam raised his head in mock defense. “Okay, Cap’. So, you are okay, right?”

“Yep, nothing happened out of the ordinary and…” Steve’s brain caught up to what Sam told him earlier. “What did you say about Tony being injured?”

“Now you ca—”

“What’s up with Tony?” Bucky interrupted. He cut the volume off and stared at Sam, who looked helplessly at his boyfriend.

Jorge took out his phone and showed them the video. Tony was eating with Rhodey when a voice boomed into the room. There was a moment of silence before the room exploded in a frenzy. People left the café running and it’s where the quality got low. They barely could make up the form of Tony on the floor, unconscious.

“The fuck!” Bucky swore under his breath. He kept replaying the video.

“If I may, Sir is okay. He had been brought back by Clint and Natasha and both are now with Bruce.”

Everyone looked at Steve for what to do next. “Well, at least we know he’s okay. Do you have anything on why we were all asleep at the same time, JARVIS?”

“I have what SHIELD had tested and nothing was conclusive. Mentally, physically everyone was fine…”

“Everyone?” Bucky asked.

“It seems that Clint and Natasha had also fainted and were brought in SHIELD quarantine. I know also that Bruce also suffered from the fainting. May I continue?”

“Bruce,” Sam mouthed to them, skeptical. How could Bruce be affected? The Hulk made him almost indestructible.

“The only peculiar signs that were found on each of them and if I were to make an educated guess, I’d say that both Steve and James have one.”

For once Bucky didn’t groan when he heard his name. Steve had seen him argue with JARVIS too many times too count, and it seemed that the AI loved the banter with James.

One moment Bucky was on the couch, the next he was next to Steve undressing him. Steve stood frozen as Bucky took off his shirt.

“Why me?” Steve spluttered, a blush rising from his cheeks to the rest of his face. He didn’t try to stop Bucky knowing damn well the other man would do as it pleases him. Like the mother hen he was. Bucky didn’t care what could happened to him but not the others.

Bucky didn’t answer. Steve felt cold air hit his back and tensed.

“Are you okay?” Bucky asked quietly.

Steve nodded, eyes now gazing over his shoulder where Bucky was. Steve’s fingers itched to erase the frown on his face and kiss the smoothness of his poker face.

“Well, at least it looks good on you,” Sam provided tentatively.

Steve snorted and forced himself to relax his shoulders.

“What do you think, Jo’? It doesn’t even look like a real tattoo. You can’t even see the grain of your skin…”

Steve yelped, flinching away from the sudden touch on his back. He gritted his teeth and clenched his hands as the pain travelled through his upper back to the top of his head. His stomach lurched uncomfortably. For one second, Steve thought he’d puke.

“I’m sorry!” Sam exclaimed quickly. “I didn’t know.”

Steve shook his head. “S’ okay. You took me by surprise it’s all.”

“By surprise? I’ve never seen you jumped like that. You acted as if I had stabbed you in the back.”

“Felt like it,” Steve murmured to no one in particular. He rolled his shoulders, trying again to disperse the tension building in his body. He didn’t want to be paranoid, but he’d like to not suffer this kind of pain again. If he, a supersoldier, suffered that much he didn’t even want to imagine what the others lived through.

“I think we’re going to leave,” Jorge said abruptly.

Steve turned his head toward Bucky. It was not anormal for him to be silent. He didn’t usually open when there were new people around. But Bucky hadn’t said anything since he saw his back and that was abnormal.

Added to that, Bucky had the look.

Suspicious and ready to attack. Although there were no visible knives on Bucky his left hand was casually in a place where Steve knew there was two of his favorite small knives.

Steve tried to catch Bucky’s eyes to calm him. If he killed or maimed Sam’s boyfriend there was no way, the tower would handle the kind of damage they’d inflict.

Sam startled. “Wait…what? Now?”

Jorge, eyes still staring at Steve back, muttered something quickly. “We have to go back. Don’t forget we have to call your family again. We promised them. And since they live in a different time zone, we can’t…” He trailed off.

Sam touched his shoulder gently. “Are you okay? I know you hadn’t signed for this kind of craziness but it’s nothing…”

Jorge snorted, then caught himself and shook his head. “I’m sorry. It’s just too much for today. I think I got enough of supernatural for at least a year.”

The smile he offered looked fake. Sam didn’t seem convince but he didn’t press him. They both bid their au revoir and left.

Once the elevator was closed Bucky’s body relaxed. He took out his knives and played with them silently.

“Are you okay?”

Steve cracked his neck. “Yep. When Sam has touched me, it had hurt.”

Bucky’s knife landed in his opened palm. He looked up sharply, his façade slipping. Worry pooled into his icy eyes and he made his way slowly toward Steve.

“Turn around.”

Steve, for once, thought of refusing. He bit his lips unsure of what to do.

“I won’t touch. I promise.”

Steve willed himself and turned again.

Bucky stayed true to his words and didn’t touch him.

“What happened with Jorge? You seemed ready to kill him.”

Bucky didn’t answer for a while.

“Buck?”

“I don’t know. I don’t trust him. He is not who he says to be.”

“Do you think he lied about his identity?”

Steve wasn’t as strong as Bucky when it came to analyzing an opponent. He was plenty good but if someone lined up 10 people in front of him and told him to find the odd one, he’d fail miserably.

“I don’t know. He just gave me the chill. I couldn’t relax as soon as I saw him.”

Steve frowned. If it came from anyone but Bucky, he’d shrug it off.

“JARVIS, can you look up and see if you can find anything on Jorge?”

“Yes, Sir. Any information?”

Steve sighed. “Yes JARVIS. You can dig as deep as it is possible, legal or illegal.”

“Illegal, huh? What happened to goodie two shoes?”

Steve huffed annoyed. “Are you done staring at my back?” Steve turned around before Bucky could answer and move out of the way. Bucky inadvertently pressed his right hand in the middle of his back.

Steve fell to his knees in a scream.

Bucky rushed to his side. He kneeled in front of him, hands hovering over his shoulders.

“Steve? Steve answer me?” Bucky cursed under his breath and touched him gingerly. Steve fell into Bucky’s arms and started grinding his erection against Bucky’s knee.

“What the –.”

“Please, please…touch it again…” Steve muttered feverish. He was about to lose his mind. His mind couldn’t go further to before the eruption of pleasure and lightning of his senses. All of his sense narrowed down to the source of pleasure and irritation.

He needed more.

Bucky pushed him away. Steve rolled onto his back, hissing when the cold floor cooled his hot body. He couldn’t control his body. His only thoughts were centered on Bucky. Bucky who was so far away from him. Bucky who wasn’t touching him.

Steve whined. “Please…” He croaked.

“Steve, you are not okay.”

Steve wanted to rage. His eyes were already teary and his body despite being on a cool surface was getting hotter. Why would Bucky deny him some relief? What did he do wrong?

“Oh no baby, don’t cry.”

“Touch me, please.”

Bucky sighed. Or at least that’s what Steve heard. He wasn’t so sure anymore.

“I can’t, Steve. You are not in your right mind. I won’t do anything without your consent.”

This time Steve didn’t hold up. He screamed. Again. And again. Tears ran down his cheeks as he choke on air.

He stopped when he was out of breath and too weak to open his mouth. Unless it was to suck on a dick or a pussy. Then yes, Steve may be out of his mind and ready to faint but he’d do it until he died if he could.

“…Bruce.” Steve only caught up the end of JARVIS’s sentence.

“Are you sure?”

“If you want, I can send you the images. Even providing a handjob would suffice.”

The silence stretched like Steve’s patience. He prayed and prayed that Bucky would give him. Just one caress on his dick and he’d cum as fast as a teenager discovering his dick.

“I don’t know J’. I learned my lesson from last night.”

Steve bit his tongue until he bled. His body was tensed like a bow. Blood was pulsing quickly though his body, making his head dizzy. Or was it the need of a good release.

When Steve opened his eyes, there were not in the communal room but in Bruce’s room. Steve was laid on the bed next to Bruce.

His thoughts were slow and everything felt a mile away from him. He blinked dumbly his eyes. He couldn’t hear what they were saying despite concentrating hard enough.

Hard like his dick. He huffed amused.

Steve looked down to his tented pants and patted his erection. He didn’t feel any pleasure. He groaned and slapped it harder. Nothing.

He was about to grab his dick and frantically jerk off when Bruce acted quicker. He pressed his hand on his dick and palmed him.

When Steve came it was anticlimactic. There wasn’t any sound coming out of his mouth…no further tension in his body.

He just deflated and sort of fainted.

It took him longer than he’d admit to come back to his sense and be aware of his surroundings. He enjoyed the warmth on both of his sides and the softness of the mattress under him.

Once he was 100% - actually at least 50% sure to be ready to command his body and talk, he turned to his right where Bucky was laying, tensed.

“Are you okay?” Bucky asked quietly.

“Y-.” His voice cracked. He cleared his throat and started again. “Yes, Bucky everything is okay. Are you?”

“Why are you asking me? It’s not me who lost my mind and went into a rut.”

Steve rolled his eyes. “Are you sure? And don’t give me some sarcastic bullshit. I know that with what happened with Thea you were scared. I don’t want you to think that you did anything wrong. I may have been in a “rut” I remember everything. Unfortunately.”

Bucky played with his own fingers laying on his chest. “You sure?” He asked in a small voice.

“Of course. Eidetic memory and all. I’m not going to forget the way I fell one the floor crying and begging for you to fuck me. Not my best moment.”

“Don’t know. I kinda like to see you so touch-starved that you’d lose your mind for my touch.”

Steve rose himself to his elbows. And stared at Bucky. “It did?”

“Well, yeah. You’re not a bad sight you know that right.”

Steve knew he was trying to deflect the situation and let him. Only for now.

“Did Bruce checked with you if you’d react the same for the tattoo?”

“No,” Bucky answered quickly.

“Why?”

Bucky’s jaw clenched. He kept playing with his fingers and was now shaking his left foot.

Steve observed Bucky silently waiting for an answer that probably wouldn’t come. It wasn’t like him to fidget or appear vulnerable. Unless he planned it to appear more human. The only times Steve witnessed Bucky breaking down his barriers, leaving him bare, was with Thea or Natasha during their monthly scene.

Oh. Realization dawned on him. Of course, he wouldn’t let himself go totally in front of them.

Despite whatever image Bucky projected to the world, he liked being a switch. This hadn’t been something Steve had really been privy off. Bucky only really subbed to women. Steve never asked if it had to do with his handlers only being men and him not trusting anyone implicitly to take care of him this way. It had a bit stung when he first thought about it.

Bucky and Steve had been together since before the war. Before they even knew what an erection was. It has always been their secret. Steve and Bucky against the world.

The blow from the discovery hadn’t last long. No rancor or bad feelings could when it comes to his feelings for Bucky. He was now used to fight against his humanly reaction to rant or feel offended and instead reasoned with himself. He may be hot-blooded but even he knew not to be insensitive. Which was hard.

Steve brain came to a halt when he caught Bucky’s erection, painfully trapped into his jeans. The words flew out of his mouth without his permission.

“What a slut. If your Mistress was there, she’d cage your cocklet.”

Bucky’s eyes widen in fear and arousal. There was nothing Bucky wouldn’t do for his Mistress.

Steve remembered the first time he went to one of Thea’s scenes. He had received a call from Thea, asking him to come to her floor, well-dressed and with 50 dollars on him. He hadn’t been able to place one word that she’d hung up on him, leaving him, underdressed and shocked in the communal kitchen.

30 minutes passed and Steve finally made his way to her floor. His hands were clammy and his mind couldn’t stop wandering to the possible reasons why she asked him on what looked like a bad plan or a date. He didn’t really know which one made him the most nervous.

Steve walked slowly to her bedroom. He coached his breathing to a normal pace, exhaled loudly and knocked on her door.

“Get in!” Thea answered.

Steve didn’t get prepared to the sight in front of him. He choked on his saliva trying to understand who…what…how?

“I know she’s pretty, right?” Thea said proudly, followed by her slap on the naked ass next to her.

Steve’s eyes tried to take everything. Bucky was naked, on all four in the middle of bed, while Thea, still clothed, was sitting next to his raised ass. By her side were a series of dildos and straps.

Steve’s eyebrows flew to his hairline. She?

“I knew I had to start with you first. How shy? I know you’re going to treat her for better than she deserves.” Thea opened Bucky’s buttcheeks revealing his hole. Steve mouth dry for multiple reasons. The sight, the sounds escaping Bucky’s mouth and most of all the sight of Thea treating Bucky as if he wasn’t anything but her plaything.

“Do you want to spit on it?” Thea asked.

Steve’s face, felt like pure fire. He spluttered something inaudible and shook his head. Thea sighed dramatically.

“You won’t catch anything you know? This whore’s been tested and thoroughly washed.” Thea caressed his hole with her thumb. “Well, I’ll have to do that too.”

Without further ado she spat on Bucky’s hole and watched, bored as the furled entrance spasmed.

“I didn’t know you’d come this quick. I didn’t have time to prepare her.”

“I-I hm..”

Thea laughed wrily. “Don’t worry Mister, it won’t take long.” She looked again at Bucky’s hole with a frown. “Well, it’s up to her. I have tried to teach her how to stay loose and wet, but she’s never really been used. Could have needed a bit helped before though. You can see that I don’t have quite the material to breed her properly and since she’s literally a cum slut there had been a few mishaps. Nothing seemed to satisfy her and God knows I’ve tried.”

Thea pressed two fingers inside Bucky, who keened. His entire body relaxed despite the bruteness of the assault. She didn’t try to find his prostate but merely thrusted her fingers inside him.

Steve couldn’t look away. If Bucky wanted, he could push her away or even defend himself…Steve’s mind couldn’t reconcile the image of the man who used to dom him around, tying and flogging him whenever he acted out, and this pure, soft being. Even the sounds coming out of his mouth were foreign to Steve.

When Thea was out of fingers to use, she took them out and unceremoniously wiped them on a towel near her. She glanced at her dildos and took the smallest one.

Again, she thrusted the small sextoy into Bucky without a care in the world.

Steve was mesmerized. Bucky’s body swallowed eagerly the tiny object. His body was softly pushing against it. His hair was tight into a high ponytail, his hands were bound together and laid under his head as a support for his body. His skin was glistening under the interior light and Steve wanted to lick him.

He had a brutal desire to mount him…her and breed her correctly. He felt the primal urge to show that he was capable of what Thea wasn’t.

“The fuck?” Thea exclaimed, annoyed. Steve’s attention snapped to her. “What the actual fuck is that?” Thea pointed to Bucky’s erection beneath him. She turned toward him. “You see that?”

Steve nodded, dumbly. Thea attitude was giving him a whiplash. Her and caveman-Steve that demanded to take his prize and rut against it.

“What a fucking slut!” Thea swored loudly. She took out the small dildo and threw it on the floor. “You think you can enjoy yourself?” She spat, raising one hand high in the air. “You’re here for the client’s satisfaction.” She slammed her palm against Bucky’s ass. She slapped his ass a couple of times, totally unaffected by Bucky’s cries and sobs.

Steve’s arousal only spiked from now on. He should have felt a bit disgusted. It was after all their boyfriend and he was ugly crying and his ass looked particularly red…such a beautiful red on his fair skin and those sobs could cure any ailment pre-serum Steve had.

What a beautiful slut, he thought in a daze.

The moment after he pressed his hands on his mouth. Has it really been his thought?

“I don’t have time to take care of that.” Thea looked down at her watch and sighed. “I’m going to focus on opening her and caging her little cocklet.”

Bucky’s body flinched away. Thea tsked. “Color.”

“Gr-green,” Bucky muttered as he went back to his place.

“I’m sorry for her behaviour, Sir. She’s usually well behaved. I think the idea of actually being full of cum makes this whore a bit shy. She forgot her place.”

Steve closed his mouth and licked his lips. He didn’t even notice how he fidgeted until Thea’s gaze swept his entire body.

“Your first time?”

“No.”

Thea laughed. “You first time with a slut, I meant?”

Steve’s stammer was enough of a reason.

Thea’s laugh dimmed and turned into a pitiful smile. “I hope you won’t bust in 5 seconds. But then again, you youngster have a slight refractory period.”

She didn’t expect an answer from him and got back to preparing Bucky. It took a few seconds for Steve to notice how dry his mouth was. He then tried to bring some moisture without avail. His tongue felt like sandpaper in his sensitive mouth. He’d thought he’d become a puddle on the floor by now. His body didn’t understand the memo and did the opposite. He felt too warm, too cold at the extremities even his dick. The prospect of being buried inside Bucky’s hot and wet pussy pushed his mind over the edge. His vision tunneled and Bucky was his exit.

Thea took a medium sized dildo and pressed it slowly against Bucky’s hole. She played with it carefully before pressing in. Bucky’s body didn’t seem to present any obstacle to the larger object. His body stilled until the flared base of the dildo was pushing against his hole. Then, he sagged.

Thea started to move. She kept a slow pace, twisting, variating the angles as it pleased her. There were no care for Bucky at all, only the plain goal to stretch him…her comfortably. Because Bucky was a good girl and good girls were always ready for their daddies.

After a few minutes, she quickened the pace, angling the dildo to an odd inclination. She only had to thrust 3 times and Bucky came in a shout, body tensed like a bow.

Thea didn’t waste time. She took out the dildo and grabbed a cage belt. She put it on Bucky while he was recovering and barely conscious. Or so Steve thought.

As soon as she locked him. He jostled up and looked in horror at his caged dick.

Bucky’s face has never been so red. He only darted once at Steve and the blush deepened to his torso. Steve readjusted his pants. He was glad he didn’t wear any of the team’s favorite skinny jeans. His dick might have poked a literal hole through the fabric.

For the first time since he came into the room, he could see the entire face of Bucky and particularly the white leather collar, adorned with a D-ring.

“Color?”

Bucky tied hands touched briefly the cage. His face morphed into a grimace and tears ran down his face.

“Color?”

“Green,” he whispered quietly, moving back on all four.

Thea raised her eyes to the ceiling, exasperate.

“We’ve done that enough times for you to know your place.” She looked to the others sextoys and grimaced. “Now we don’t have enough time to get you properly ready. Fortunately, the first client seems to be nice enough.” Thea grabbed a purple strap on her side, sighed disappointed. “Next time, maybe.” She stood up, gathering her toys and tidying around Bucky.

“You got the money?” She asked.

It took a few seconds for Steve to understand the words being spoken. His body had already gravitated toward the bed. The money? Oh…

He handed the 50 bucks. Thea snatched and brought the notes toward the ceiling light.

“50 bucks!” She whistled. “50 bucks, did you hear that, my little whore? Our friend here thinks your pussy is worth that much…damn.”

Bucky squirmed under the praise. Thea narrowed her eyes at his reaction and grabbed the paddle she’d forgotten to put back into her toy box. She brought the paddle midair. Steve stopped breathing and watched as the paddle struck Bucky’ right cheek. His body barely flinched under the assault.

“Sorry Madam, Sorry,” Bucky’s broken voice begged.

Thea’s disgusted expression almost made Steve beg too. She played with the paddle, seemingly deciding on what to do next.

She shook her head. “Don’t disappoint me anymore.”

Bucky stayed silent this time. Thea walked around the bed and grabbed Bucky’s ponytail, hauling him on his knees. She raised the paddle to his face, caressing the side of his face with it.

“Don’t forget who you are, slut,” she said harshly. “You belong to me. You may cry, you may scream, you may faint, but you sold your soul to me. I tell you when to move, when to swallow, when to open up, even when to breath. Don’t let the money fool you because at the end of the night, you’ll be chained to my bed, all caged and tied up, kneeling like a good slut.”

Bucky’s body trembled as if she’d hit him. Steve should have been worried expect for the look of pure devotion he could see in Bucky’s eyes. Tears still running down his face, his lips moved silently what Steve could make up as ‘thank you, Mistress.’

Thea got closer to Bucky’s face enough to kiss him. She stopped when their nose barely touched. Bucky leaned presumptuously to kiss her. Thea drew back, slapping Bucky’s face with the paddle with enough force that she’d sent him rolling on the bed. An ugly expression of disgust contortioned her face.

She spat in one of the pristine rolled towels laid on the nightstand.

“Disappointed.” She rose to her feet. “Only good girls deserve a kiss and you’ve been nothing but a naughty one.”

She threw a glance at Steve, who stood frozen in more than one ways, and made her way out.

Bucky was trembling and crying out loud. It took him a few times to get on his former position.

Steve glanced down and wasn’t even surprised to see the tent in his pants. Behind him, Thea’s voice joined a few others. Nat. Clint. Tony. Bruce. Thor.

“I hope you’ll got your money ready, and you don’t mind sloppy seconds…”

The answers from the others were muted as Thea closed the door.

Steve fidgeted. Did he have to take off all of his clothes, just his pants, or…

He’ll probably stain them…Steve resolutory undressed himself. He didn’t know how long he had with Bucky, but he’d make the most of it.

He squashed down all of his goodie-too shoes sentiment and kneeled behind Bucky. He bit his tongue before asking if he was ready and worked his way inside his hole.

Steve was definitely bigger than the dildo she used so he had to take his time. Bucky was so wet from the lube and sweat that Steve had to grip him harder, leaving bruises on his hips.

“Relax…” He grunted half-way in. “I thought she said you were used to it. What kind of whore can’t take a dick.”

In his half-dazed mind, he barely noticed the changes in the atmosphere. He sure felt the difference. He thrusted out and in and tumbled onto Bucky’s back. He was all in. Bucky didn’t feel anymore like a vice on his dick. He was still tight but looser, relaxed.

“Yes…what a good girl, opening up for Daddy,” Steve groaned. He gripped his ponytail and slammed into him. Bucky’s hole squelched and opened up for him with ease. Each of his thrust brought him closer to climax. His other hand slapped his caged cock - cocklet, Thea had called it. Bucky’s mouth opened wide as he came dry.

The sobs came as soon as he realized his body couldn’t really come.

“Pretty, cry for me and maybe I’ll let you come,” he muttered darkly to his ear.

The sobs intensified to Steve pleasure and humor. He knew he wouldn’t let him come since he didn’t have the key and wasn’t the one who caged him. He loved humoring his poor pet and make him believe a better future, than having several dick in his pussy and no orgasm in sight.

Steve almost blacked out when he came. It took him by surprise actually. The image of Bucky covered and oozing cum from his mouth and hole took his breath away.

Steve blinked away the scene. A mischievous smile stretched his lips.

“Color?”

Buck swallowed loudly. “Green.”

#polyavengers #polyavengers x black oc #black female characters #bucky x steve #stucky #bucky barnes x black female character #mcu fic #avengers x black!OC #avengers x oc

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btxtreads · 5 years ago

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whispers || min yoongi

CHAPTER ONE

➳ Fate is such a fickle thing. So easy to tamper with.

↳ Pairing: Min Yoongi x Reader (Based off of the Daechwita MV)

↳ word count: 1.5k words

↳ rating: PG-13

↳ genre: fluff, angst, historical AU

↳ Warnings: Swords, Death, A gun, Battle Scenes, Forced Engagement, Failed Execution, Assassination

↳Trigger warning note: PLEASE BE CAREFUL IN READING THIS FIC. IF YOU ARE TRIGGERED BY THE THINGS LISTED ABOVE–PLEASE DO NOT PROCEED UNDER THE KEEP READING SIGN.

↳ a/n: i wrote this for like three days until i realized oh maybe it should be a series so enjoy this first chapter lol also!!!!! i put a lil final fantasy thing here and its kind of a central point to the story lmaooooOoO guys send me some asks im like really bored bls

Empress Y/N

Empress Y/N (1384 – 1461) was the second emperor of the Baekje kingdom during the early Joseon era and one of the best-known queens of the Joseon dynasty. Born to a consort, the ongju only became the heir to the throne when Gongju Sun, only child of the Baekje emperor and the late empress Shin, became the empress of Goguryeo after her marriage with the Emperor—father of the late crown prince Geum—after his queen’s untimely death. Y/N became the first empress to rule without a king in 1413, until her marriage to her royal guard Park Jimin in 1420. The empress was then succeeded by her son, Park Il-Guk, after she and her husband stepped down the throne in 1446. She died of natural causes in 1461.

It was a normal day at the temple when the empress suddenly visited. It was dark and silent—the time of the pig[1].

The heavily pregnant empress of Goguryeo, ever the superstitious, approaches the oracle with a careful bow as she cradled her swollen belly. She was due to birth any time.

“Your highness,” greeted the oracle.

“Priestess Cho,” the empress nodded back. “Apologies for having barged in at such an inconvenient time,”

“None-sense, your majesty.” The priestess replied. “The stars have called you here. Who am I to disagree?”

The queen nodded solemnly before setting her hand on her stomach. “I am to birth at any time. I would like you to tell me about my child.”

And tell her she did.

The priestess whispered a prayer as she lit an incense, then closed her eyes.

As if magic, a prophecy tumbled out of her mouth.

A family of greatness

Birthing a child of weakness

As one approaches his end,

A brother prepares to reign.

The queen gasped as tears welled up in her eyes.

She touched her stomach as she felt her child respond to his mother’s touch.

The stars have spoken.

The unborn child will not reach his seventh year, and he will not see his brother crowned as the heir to the throne.

It had been seven years since then.The country prospered and was better than ever.

The crown prince, Geum, grew up to be a cheerful, kind and intelligent boy. He had an affinity for diplomacy and is exceptionally skilled in warfare and battle strategy. The kingdom loved him.

Prince Yunki, however, was a sad child. Perhaps that was because he was constantly ill and born with a death sentence.

The boy was born with snow white hair, which the queen supposed was the result of his illnesses—though quite unheard of. Despite his affinity for swordsmanship and politics, the boy could barely even wield one.

The queen was disheartened.

Agitated by her son’s fate, the empress once again visits the temple. Once again, she sits across the same oracle.

“Your highness,” greeted the oracle. “You have returned.”

“Priestess Cho. I came for my son,” The queen replied with urgency, no time for pleasantries, “The fates have told you that he will die as his brother ages for the throne.”

“They have.”

“Geum will be groomed for the throne soon,” The queen rushed. “Is the death of Yunki really mapped by the gods?”

“No gods, your grace. Stars—the planet. Destiny. Fate. Whatever it is called.”

“Fate dictates the death of my son?”

“Alas, the stars have changed course.” The oracle whispers. “The spirits whisper.”

“What do they say?”

“That your son will be the fiercest king Goguryeo will meet.” The oracle tells. “The emperor that defies fate and destiny.”

“Priestess Cho, forgive me. I was not talking about Geum.”

“Neither am I.” The priestess replied, shocking the queen into silence as she continued. “He will not die tonight, my queen. Not yet. Not for a long while.”

Perhaps the mistake the queen did that night was not to ask what this entailed.

For the following year, the queen was delighted at what she saw.

Yunki loses his illness, recovering at a fast pace. He grew up a strong prince with fair skin, maintaining his white hair, and a sharp gaze. He became strong and fierce.

The queen perished happily that year, joyed at the fact that her son will live. She returned to the planet as her country mourned.

For years to follow, all was well in the kingdom—they had a crown prince who would rule kindly and another who defied fate.

It wasn’t until years later that it all crashed down.

Prince Geum fell in battle, and the emperor died from grief. Prince Yunki immediately ascended to the throne.

The bitter child that he grew up to be, Emperor Yunki became the mad king. All he did was pillage and burn.

That’s what he did to terrorize nearby cities, that’s what he did to eliminate rebels, and that’s what he did to conquer the Kingdom of Silla.

It was because this that fate finally fixed itself—the planet called the whispers[2].

Min Yoongi was simply… Yoongi.

He didn’t think anything was special about him—well, except for the fact that he was a time-travelling assassin sent to different moments of history to fix details that would change the course of destiny.

It would be nice to see an ancient Korea after the mess I made in America, Yoongi thought as he headed to his mission.

He shuddered at the thought of his previous mission—Yoongi spent two whole years egging Aaron Burr and Alexander Hamilton’s rivalry to end in a duel rather than amicable terms.

Never again.

Shaking his head, Yoongi stepped through time and landed where he needed to, Joseon era—the year 1411.

Yoongi gazed around at the busy street and the lively Goguryeo culture—but that really wasn’t what he’s here for.

Yoongi breathed and nodded to himself.

He was back here to do his mission: assassinate Emperor Yunki and restore the timeline.

Securing his straw hat on his head, Yoongi started to walk through the busy marketplace.

While he did feel weirdly out-of-place, he found that didn’t actually care as long as his cover wasn’t blown.

Three loud bangs on a drum and airy horns were suddenly heard, making him feel alive—Yoongi came at the same time they were playing the Daechwita [3].

Yoongi has always liked music. He liked to play, to listen, to sing and dance and rap. He liked it modern, classical, and traditional—and the Daechwita was one of his favorites. Perhaps it was the ties to his culture.

Intrigued, Yoongi went to watch the captivating performance.

“You really like music, don’t you?” A soft voice hummed next to him. “Obviously, right? A person wouldn’t smile that big while watching the Daechwita if they didn’t like music.”

He turned to see a girl, donned in a plain-looking blue and purple hanbok, tilting her head at him.

Yoongi blinked and turned to leave. “Hey, wait!”

The girl ran after him. “Hello!”

“Goodbye,”

“What’s your name?” The girl persisted, as Yoongi turned to another pathway, his hands in his pockets.

“None of your business.” Yoongi quipped, shooting the girl an irritated gaze.

“Sorry, I just found it really sweet that you were so happy, watching the Daechwita,” the girl continued. “While I do like music too, I really don’t listen to the Daechwita much.”

Yoongi sighed, deciding to humor the girl.

“You’re a commoner, what business do you have listening to the Daechwita?”

“You’re right, nothing!” She smiled.

“Right.”

Yoongi continued walking, vaguely aware of the footsteps following behind him.

“So, what’s your name?”

Yoongi glared at the happy girl, who only smiled back.

“If you refuse tell me, I will call you Daechwita until you do.”

Yoongi huffed and pinched the bridge of his nose in annoyance. “Listen, don’t you have anyone else to bother?”

The girl shrugged. “Not really. Besides, everybody in the country is busy these days.”

At this, Yoongi snapped into attention, turning to the girl to gather intel on his mission. “Why? What’s happening?”

“Wouldn’t you like to know?” The girl snorted before shrugging. “The emperor of Baekje and his… ah… daughters have arrived. The gongju[4] is going to marry the emperor.”

“Emperor Yunki? A wedding?” Yoongi asked. That bastard is getting married?

“Yes.” The girl nodded, smiling.

“Have you seen the emperor yet?” Yoongi asked curiously, taking note of possible locations.

The girl slowly shook her head. “No, I’ve never seen him. I’m just a visitor.”

“From where?” Yoongi asked.

The girl gulped. “Baekje.”

“Ah,” Yoongi nodded. “What was your name again?”

“…Y/N?” The girl replied hesitantly.

So, this is Empress Y/N of Baekje, Yoongi noted before he shrugged. Didn’t know she was this annoying.

“Okay, then.”

He turned to leave.

“Wait, that’s it? That’s your response? To what I just told you?”

He turned his head and raised an eyebrow. “Yes, was I supposed to say anything else?”

The girl’s eyes lighted up. “No!”

Yoongi rolled his eyes and turned to leave when the girl bounded up next to him.

“So, where are you from?”

Yoongi let out an exasperated sigh.

This was going to be a very long day.

LORE GUIDE:

[1] In the Joseon era, people told time via sundials and water clocks. As they did not follow the modern format of time yet, they based off of animals. The time of the pig means 9:00 – 11:00 PM.

[2] Based off of the Final Fantasy 7 remake, Whispers were entities that were meant to keep destiny in line. They appear at instances where destiny could possibly change course and make sure that whatever needs to happen, happens. However, this can be broken as Cloud and his team destroys all entities and changes the past, present and future—altering the timeline and creating a new one.

[3] Daechwita is a genre of Korean tradition music played with snares and woodwind instruments. This is usually performed during marching or when the king is out.

[4] Ongju and Gongju are both princesses. Gongju, however is the daughter of the king and queen—a crown princess. An ongju is the daughter of the king and a consort.

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I didn’t want to reblog this meme. Kinda just wanted to do it. Check it out under the cut.

Your Muse’s Backstory

1. Where were they born? What is the story behind their birth, if any? Abby was actually born in Atlanta. Her parents were there visiting friends, and the next thing they knew Celeste was being rushed to the hospital. The first few centimeters were fast but getting to five took forever. Once she got to give, everything else went fairly quickly.

2. Has their living situation changed from when they were born? I mean, obviously? She moved to Louisiana for college and will basically move wherever there is a job available for her.

3. What occupations did their parents have when they were born? Did this job influence your muse in any form? I think when Celeste files her taxes, she literally puts down that she is a homemaker. At the time of Abby’s birth, James was a defense attorney.

4. Did they have any childhood enemies? Any friends? Enemies that became friends? There actually was this little girl that Abby went to school with that absolutely hated her for literally no reason except they both had red hair and apparently redheads like Highlander. The girl moved when they were in fourth grade and so they never saw each other again after that.

5. What sort of religion was practiced in their home? Did religion play a role in their upbringing? When they went to church, they went to a Baptist church. Abby was saved and everything. However, they were occasional church-goers. Usually going around the holidays, Easter, and whenever James felt like he needed some sort of spiritual cleansing.

6. How many siblings did they have? What was their relationship like? Were they an only child who wished for siblings? Abby is an only child, and while she wanted brothers and sisters, she didn’t want them to be brought up in a house with so much tension. She always felt that, if she had sisters, Celeste would treat them the same.

7. What is their fondest memory? Their worst? One year her parents asked her what she wanted to do for her birthday. Did she want a big party or what? She didn’t, but she asked for a homemade cake with pink frosting, just their family - no politicians or any of their social circle. Oh and a bouncy house. They complied. Her worst memory was when she woke up in the hospital after the accident and they told her what happened to Kelsea.

8. If they could name the worst moment of their life, what would it be? Did this change them as a person or change how they perceived the world, themselves, and others? Losing Kelsea. And yes, it changed Abby. It somewhat solidified that she would be leaving Georgia when she graduated. She also really started to see the “spotlight” for what it was. She was never actually allowed to openly mourn the loss of her cousin/best friend. Because of that, Abby simply couldn’t bottle things up anymore. She literally counted down the days that she could get away from her mother so that she could actually go to therapy.

9. If they were to make a timeline with their life events, which ones would they list? Which would they leave out? I think all of the major events. Probably leave out stuff like when she had her appendectomy, but leave in the part where her first kiss was a total fail and she ended up getting bitten instead. Yeah. That was a thing. She would approach it like she were writing a novel.

10. What was the hardest lesson they had to learn as they got older? That she really did live in a fish bowl her entire life. That not everything she experienced was normal or okay.

11. What occupation did your character want to have growing up? Is this the same as what they wish to be, or are in, now? Very early on Abby enjoyed writing, but it didn’t become something she wanted to pursue until after she was in college. She also wanted to be a singer, but that quickly took a backseat.

12. Did they face any kind of bullying or abuse growing up? She wouldn’t dare call the way her mother treated her as outright abuse, but the mun most certainly will call it is what it is. She underwent emotional abuse all of her childhood. As far as bullying, just typical kid stuff. Not like what happens today by any means. Kids making fun of her hair and all that.

13. Are there any moments of their past they keep secret? Actually, no. Abby is somewhat of an open book. If she cares about you, then you pretty much get to unlock her entire story.

14. Did they live near extended family in the past? How did this shape their environment? Are any of their relatives near their age? What are their feelings towards extended family in general? A lot of her extended family lived in or around Savannah. Depending on her parents at the time, they were either really close or really distant. She does have cousins that are near her age. Kelsea was one of them. Her aunt lived about two hours away, and she would spend a month of the summer with Jodie. This helped Abby in a lot of way. She got away from her mother, away from people oohing and aahing over her. She actually got to interact with all kinds of people. Not just the rich and elite. Abby loves her family dearly, and she would do anything for them. She loves going home around the holidays because she gets to see her family.

15. Would they rather go back and relive their childhood? Why or why not? That would be a hard no. Even though she realizes things weren’t exactly normal, Abby wouldn’t want to be a kid again. She also would not want to change anything. She wishes she had a better relationship with her mother, but she also realizes that she is not to blame for that strained relationship. Abby likes her life how it is and going back might change that.

#canon of the head #tw death #tw emotional abuse

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horansqueen · 6 years ago

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AM Conversations : chapter 33

A Niall Horan fanfiction ; rated MA

CHAPTER 1 || CHAPTER 2 || CHAPTER 3 || CHAPTER 4 || CHAPTER 5 || CHAPTER 6 || CHAPTER 7 || CHAPTER 8 || CHAPTER 9 || CHAPTER 10 || CHAPTER 11 || CHAPTER 12 || CHAPTER 13 || CHAPTER 14 || CHAPTER 15 || CHAPTER 16 || CHAPTER 17 || CHAPTER 18 || CHAPTER 19 || CHAPTER 20 || CHAPTER 21 || CHAPTER 22 || CHAPTER 23 || CHAPTER 24 || CHAPTER 25 || CHAPTER 26 || CHAPTER 27 || CHAPTER 28 || CHAPTER 29 || CHAPTER 30 || CHAPTER 31 || CHAPTER 32

NOTES:

-one chapter is her pov, the next is his. -4.2k -im sorry, i never proofread, i hate it. -there WILL be smut. but not only smut. -this is a romance, comedy, smut story. -for the summary, check my MASTERLIST.

- if you want to be notified when this is updated, please message me or leave a comment!

- you can send me questions and theories and comments. tbh they all make me SO SO SO SOOOO HAPPY! and make me want to write more! you can also tell me if there are things you WANT to happen. you never know, i may add it :P

- note for this chapter: sooo uhm, im not getting many comments these days sooo is this story still good? also, keep sending ideas for this story! i’ll try to add as many as i can. ALSO: if you guys know about things Niall did in 2016 and when he did it, MESSAGE ME! i really need a timeline, thanks!

Chapter 33 : Her chapter

OLIVIA

The pub was not too crowded and as soon as I sat at a table, Niall sent me a smile and bent down slightly to kiss me. Every single time, it made my whole body throb. I think the fact that we were together now hadn't sunk in yet and when he kissed me, it still felt unreal, like I was imagining it or simply hoping for it. But it was true, and every time it hit me, I felt a wave of excitement wash over me.

"I'll get us beer, just find a table."

I frowned as he left until I realized he meant a pool table. I got up again, happy that I left my purse in the car, and grabbed two sticks and a rack. Niall came back and handed me my beer before taking one of the sticks. I put my mug on the nearest table and tilted my head as I looked at him apply chalk to the tip. Just looking at him doing that made me realize I was going to lose, there was no doubt about it.

"So, you're gonna show me how to play?" I asked, feeling my lips curl as he looked up at me.

"Yeah." he smirked, grabbing the rack before looking up at me. "Just so I can put my arms around you."

"And feel my ass against your crotch." I added, rolling my eyes with a smile. "I've seen those movies, too."

This time, he laughed and handed me the chalk and I did exactly what he did with it only a few seconds ago. He placed the balls in the rack and took it off, leaning against the table with his stick, ready to start. I stared at him as he licked his lips before looking up at me and raising his eyebrows.

"It doesn't matter." he just started, giving a short and quick hit on the balls. "All that matters is that i'm gonna win."

My eyes followed the balls and I raised my nose up, biting my bottom lip. Of course he was going to win, there was no doubt about it, but I would definitely try my best. It was not until he put himself behind me and moved his arms around me that I finally relaxed and decided that victory wasn't that important, after all.

"Okay, place your hands like that."

I felt my eyes flutter at the feeling of his breath on the skin of my neck while his hands grabbed mine ti place them on the stick and my lips curled before I turned my head slightly to look at him. He noticed my gaze and moved his head slightly my way, sending me back my smile. Our lips were almost touching and I liked it.

"Liv, focus." he insisted, raising his eyebrows but still smiling.

"I am." I argued low. "I'm focusing on the most important thing in this room."

His eyes dropped to my lips and without thinking I licked them quickly. To say I loved Niall was an understatement and to say I lusted him was an euphemism. I needed to get rid of those fears as soon as I could to live this relationship the only way it should be lived : intensely and plenty.

"How about you do like those movies you just talked about?"

This time, it made me chuckle and slowly, I pushed my ass against him. I watched as he closed his eyes and it made me chuckle again. He groaned and I did all I could to stop myself from kissing him.

"I'm buying a pool table tomorrow." he just pointed out, pushing himself against me and making me raise my eyebrows.

"Why?"

"Just so I can fuck you on it."

I let out a laughter and put the sticks away on the table, turning in his arms to face him and wrapping my arms around his neck. His face expression changed and I noticed fondness in the way he was looking at me. I wanted him to kiss me and somehow, I felt like he wanted it too, but he glanced around and finally took a step back, grabbing his stick back.

"Too much pda always turns into way too many online articles." he pointed out with a weird smile. "Trust me."

I couldn't hide the hurt on my face but at the same time, I understood. I knew that by dating Niall, it would never be a 'normal' relationship. Of course, it was a bit harder for me to understand because I was not a celebrity and that's probably why Niall dated girls who knew exactly what it meant, even if sometimes, they didn't feel the same way about how to handle things, like with Maya and that instagram picture. I almost wanted to go back home now so I wouldn't have to check every single action i would do but I decided it was not worth ruining our first official date.

We finished the game and although I lost, I realized how much fun it was to be with him, just like it was when we were just best friends. it made me think that we would never be just best friends anymore, that time was over. We would either always stay together as lovers, or break up and become ex lovers and maybe even stop talking completely. That thought made my heart twist in my chest but I quickly shook my head to get rid of it. Niall and I had been dating for about 24 hours, it was ridiculous to be afraid of something like this for now.

We quickly finished our drinks and walked back in the cold weather of winter. It started snowing though and the cold wasn't as rough as it was a few hours earlier. I felt his fingers grip mine as we walked back to the car and I squeezed them quickly.

"I'm sorry." he let out after a few minutes of silence. "I didn't want to ruin this date."

I felt my heart melt and my traits softened as I turned my head to send him a smile. It was so futile, so unimportant, and I didn't want to put energy into analyzing it.

"You didn't."

He stopped right in front of his car and turned to me, his hands reaching for my face and I tilted my chin up, waiting for his lips to meet mine. His mouth was warm and it was a great contrast with the rest of my body. The kiss was slow but deep and I just decided to enjoy this pda he was not supposed to give me.

"Come on, let's go back home." he whispered, his lips brushing against mine.

"Which one?" I asked with a grin, making him chuckle and smile too.

"I was thinking mine, but I can bring you back to yours if you prefer."

We stared at each other for a few seconds and I finally shook my head, making him peck my lips again. The ride home was silent, but not an awkward silence, and when he parked in his driveway, we both got out and walked to the door. He searched through his pockets and groaned before sighing.

"Just a second, I think I forgot my keys in my car."

I nodded and watched him leave but finally leaned on the door as I grabbed my cellphone to check the notifications I could have received. I didn't really have time to see anything and I jumped in surprise when a snowball hit me on the arm. My jaw dropped and I frowned, half-shocked and half insulted, and my eyes moved up only to see my boyfriend smirking at me and raising his eyebrows.

"Bet you didn't see that coming, did ya?"

Slowly, I put my phone back in my purse and left it next to the door before walking down the few stairs and closer to him, but still remaining at a fair distance.

"You planned this, didn't you?"

He chuckled and smirked even more.

"Oh ya, the minute I proposed that date." he confessed without shame. "I know you, you're proud enough to play the game."

I pressed my lips together and my nose raised up, a bit annoyed that he was right. I bent down to grab snow in my hand, molding it into a ball with both my hands and just shrugged.

"I am." I just admitted. "This game though, you're gonna lose."

I threw my ball as fast as I could but he started running and without thinking, I ran after him as he laughed.

"Wow, Liv!" he let out sarcastically with an other laughter. "You only missed by like, a mile!"

"Shut up, Niall!" I let out a bit too loud, grabbing more snow quickly as I kept running before throwing it at him.

He laughed again and I dodged one of his snowballs with my elbow, feeling my heart jump in my chest knowing how close it was to my face.

"You're gonna pay for that!"

This time, I caught his chest and he looked so surprised that I had time to throw him an other snowball that hit his right leg. I don't know how long it lasted but I ended up tripping on my own feet and grabbing myself on the back of his coat, making us both fall on the ground. I could hear him pant in-between laughs and I did too with a big smile on my lips. I stared up at the sky, watching the snowflakes fall from the black sky and came to the conclusion that I was happy. I had never felt happier in all my life.

Niall rolled around and ended up on top of me, hiding a big part of the sky from me, but my lips curled in a fond smile. The sight of him with snowflakes falling around his head was incredible and I wanted to remember it forever.

"I love you, Niall." I let out without thinking.

His face softened and his eyes roamed on my face before he moved closer and kissed me again. His lips were cold now but he tasted just as good. I could feel his nose rub gently against mine as he moved his head to kiss me from a different angle. I didn't move. I didn't even bring my arms around him. I just took it all in, all the love and affection he was giving me. It was like a tank I needed to fill and it had been almost empty for so long that I felt like It would never overflow.

"I love you too, Olivia."

I kept my eyes closed as he talked and after a while, he moved off of me and got up. I opened my eyes but didn't move and finally just started moving my arms and legs to make an angel in the snow. It made him laugh and when I was done, he held his hands out for me to help me up, making sure the angel I made remained intact.

"Cold?"

I chuckled but nodded frenetically.

"Okay, how about cuddling inside?"

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It took us about fifteen minutes to get inside, get changed, get prepared, and end up in his bed. I stared at the ceiling as I waited for him and when he got out of the bathroom, I expected him to turn the light off but instead, he walked up to me and pulled the covers off me to lay on top of me.

"I'm better than blankets to keep you warm." he just pointed out, making me smile.

His smile reached mine and he kissed me again, holding himself on his elbows on each side of my head. It always felt incredible when we kissed and I didn't care how cheesy and eye-rolling it could sound. I wanted to feel my heart jump in my chest every time his lips touched mine for the rest of my life.

"You know what you asked me when we were eating?" I let out in a low tone, making him frown and back away slightly.

"Maybe we could do that now." I proposed after he nodded.

His eyes traveled from my eyes to my lips and back to my eyes.

"You don't have to if you're not ready, no pressure, you know that, right?"

His voice was soft and it made a shiver run in my back, making my lips curl into a fond smile.

"I really want to."

This time, his smile changed into an amused and happy one and he moved off of me to sit in bed. I did the same, leaning against the headboard, and started nibbling on my bottom lip. I was scared, a bit embarrassed, too, and I could feel my whole body throb due to how nervous I was suddenly. I swallowed and breathed in but when he put his hand on my knee, I felt my body relax a bit.

"Take your time."

It was ridiculous to be so stressed for something to normal, right? Was it normal to be scared that my own boyfriend wouldn't find me attractive? To be scared that I would look stupid? Was it normal to be scared that I wouldn't turn him on?

I squirmed a bit to take my pants off and let them fall on the floor, next to his bed, and spread my legs a bit. His eyes immediately fell down as I slipped my hand over my panties, making him look up at me.

"Last time you did that, you were thinking about me." he reminded me. "Are you gonna think about me this time, too?"

I let out a low chuckle and nodded, licking my lips and leaning my head on the headboard too. I slid two fingers on my slit and my legs tensed a bit. The way he was looking at me was turning me on and I couldn't stop thinking about how good it would feel to finally make love with him, to feel him deep inside me for the very first time. I was getting horny and I could feel myself get wet as I pressed my fingers against my panties more.

"Petal, please." he let out in a very low tone. "Take your panties off."

"Do it yourself."

Without waiting, he slid his fingers in the hem of my panties and I moved my ass up to help him before he dropped them on top of my pants, on the floor. Both his hands reached for my knees and he spread them as I held my breath. I knew he had seen me naked only a few hours before but I couldn't help but be nervous about it.

"Fuck..."

He was staring between my legs and i brought my hand back over my pussy, sliding a finger on my slit and biting my bottom lip hard. I pushed two fingers inside me and his lips parted. I brought my other hand, using two fingers to rub my clit too as I fucked myself slowly and gently and I heard him groan. He moved closer and reached for the bottom of my shirt, moving it up over my breasts and running his fingertips gently on them. I felt my eye roll back at the feeling it brought me and I let out a soft whimper. I started finger fucking myself harder, bringing myself closer to an orgasm, and when I opened my eyes, I saw my boyfriend palming himself through his sweatpants.

"Do it." I just said, waiting patiently until he took his dick out and my legs tenses again.

I looked at him stroking his cock while looking at me masturbating and I didn't know if the sight or the thought was more exciting.

"I can literally hear how wet you are, fuck."

He groaned again and it brought a rush inside me, making me close my legs and stop touching myself.

"No, no please."

With his free hand, he pulled on one of my knees and stared again between my legs, his hand still around his cock, and I could barely believe it was happening.

"Don't stop, just cum." he let out in a low but firm tone. "I want to watch you cum."

I did as I was told, biting my lip harder than before as I kept touching myself. My eyes kept traveling from his face to his hand and it only took a few minutes for me to reach an orgasm.

"Niall, i'm cumming..."

I didn't need to tell him. I started shaking and moaning louder as my eyes fluttered close. I kept touching myself through my orgasm and all the nervousness and stress suddenly left my body. I felt lighter and my lips curled before I opened my eyes again. The way his hand moved harder on his cock made my heart jump in my chest. Without thinking, I dropped down on the floor and put myself between his legs, looking up in his eyes.

"You really don't have-"

I didn't let him finish, I just took his dick in my mouth, feeling it slide on my tongue, and started sucking on it. He let out a curse word and I started going quicker and harder on him. I felt his fingers slide in my hair and grip it, holding my head down for a few seconds as he moaned a bit louder.

"Fuck, you're gonna make me cum."

The thought made me feel dizzy again and I brought one of my hands on his cock to stroke him at the same time while the other one reached for his balls. His hand grabbed my hair tighter and he stopped moving as he came. I felt the taste of his cum invade my mouth and tried to swallow what I could, feeling some slip out of my lips. He finally let go of my hair and I pulled away, wiping my mouth quickly and sitting on my legs. My knees hurt despite the carpet on the floor and I felt embarrassed for a reason I ignored.

I felt his hand under my chin and looked up as his thumb started brushing against my cheek. He sent me a satisfied and fond smile and I grinned back softly at him.

"You didn't have to, but thank you." he whispered, his eyes never leaving mine. "I love you."

I moved back up on my knees and he bent down to kiss me. I was a bit surprised when he deepened the kiss but I didn't say anything and let him taste himself for a while. When he pulled away, he smiled again and made a quick head movement before laying down in bed. I got up and walked to the door to turn the lights off before joining him in bed. We remained silent for a few minutes and I finally turned my head his way.

"Was it okay?"

He turned his head to look at me and I blinked a few times as I tried to get used to the darkness.

"Which part?"

"Everything." I just shrugged.

"It was perfect." he quickly answered, now turning his whole body my way and bringing his hand on my cheek. "Everything was perfect. You're perfect."

I chuckled a bit and shook my head but decided not to argue with him.

"Thank you for trusting me."

His words hit me hard and I realized he seemed to know exactly how I felt and how tough it could be for me. I didn't think he could understand but he was proving me the opposite and it made my heart melt. I have loved Niall my whole life but I knew I had never loved him more than now that we were together. I was seeing him in a different way, a way I never thought i'd get to live... a way I desperately needed. I was the luckiest person in the world and I knew it.

When Niall decided we would decorate his tree a few days later, it made me roll my eyes. We did it every year, it was true, but it was the first time we did it as a couple. I knew how anal Niall could be though and I knew how perfect his tree had to be.

"Ditch the white lights, let's add colors this year!"

He turned to me and glared at me, making me roll my eyes as he placed a box of decorations on the floor.

"You need to make concessions sometimes, Niall, you know?"

He opened the box and grabbed the boring white lights before raising his eyebrows at me.

"Babe, I love you, but this is my tree, and i'll decorate it the way I want to."

I pouted jokingly and shrugged, grabbing the lights with him as we started placing them around the tree.

"I thought it was our tree, now."

He stopped moving for a few seconds before letting out a short chuckle.

"Nice try." he let out, making me laugh.

We finished the tree and as I was looking at it with a smile, I felt something around touch me and laughed again when I saw Niall putting a tinsel around my neck before pulling on it to bring me closer.

"You're crazy!"

"Mmhm." he just replied, bringing his lips on mine and kissing me gently. "Thanks for helping me with the tree."

I didn't answer but kissed him deeper, closing my eyes as butterflies started hitting the inside of my stomach again. The kiss was slow and good, and when he pulled away, he smiled at me again.

"You remember we're leaving tomorrow?"

I nodded quickly and licked my lips. I hadn't prepared my stuff yet and I knew I would probably rush in the morning and forget a few things but It was one of the things I hated the most doing when it came to traveling. I also knew Niall's bags were ready and had been for a while and although I should follow his example, I was a lazy ass who didn't really care about it.

"You should pack your stuff." he added as if he could read my mind.

I chuckled and nodded, raising my nose in a grimace.

"I knoooow, I just don't feel like it."

He laughed and his eyes roamed on my face before he raised his eyebrows and sighed.

"If you do it, i'll give you one of your presents tonight." he suggested, making me hold my breath. "If you don't then you'll have to open all your gifts at my mom's."

My eyes seemed to illuminate and my smile got as big as it was humanly possible.

"Okay! I'll do it I promise!"

"Nuh-huh!" he shook his head with an other chuckle. "You think I don't know you? You pack and then i'll give you your present."

"Unfair!"

"Very fair!" he argued with a chuckle. "Besides, if I give it to you first, you'll find a million excuses not to pack."

I groaned low and grimaced again. We both knew he was right and I just sighed and rushed to our room to pack. I tried to bring only a few pieces of clothing but ended up with too much and I had to put some back in Niall's drawers. I also added a lot of 'just in case' stuff knowing perfectly well that I wouldn't use them and when I was finally done, I walked back to the living room. I thought Niall would be sitting on the couch but he was actually sitting in front of the tree with a beer, staring at it. I sat on my knees next to him and slowly, he turned to look my way and handed me his beer. I grabbed it and took a sip before handing it back to him.

"All set?"

I smiled and nodded and without a word, he handed me a box. It was about the size of a pocket book and I pressed my lips together, taking it slowly. I had no idea what it was but I knew Niall made the best gifts.

"It's literally nothing." he shrugged, putting his beer away. "But I know your romantic ass likes meaningful things like that, and I wanted you to have it anyway."

I frowned a bit but unwrapped the box before opening it, now extremely curious on what was hidden in it. My heart skipped a beat when I noticed a napkin laying in top of red silk papers and took it off before unfolding it. My eyes roamed on the words written and I recognized the song... my song.

"I was at a bar when I thought about this song." he started, licking his lips. "It's only the first draft, and it was all I had to write it down but I kept it, just in case I couldn't remember the lyrics the next day I mean, I was a bit hammered." he laughed a bit but became serious again. "I couldn't stop thinking about you, Olivia. And honestly, I haven't stopped thinking about you since then either."

I looked up at me, feeling my heart beat all over my body and finally moved closer to press my lips softly against his.

"No matter what else you give me, nothing will top this." I whispered against his mouth. "Thank you."

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2020… My Life… Everything Else Is Just Blurry…

Where to begin… I have been a type 2 diabetic since 2013. I got diabetes from excessive partying/drinking, originally. I continued to behave like this till June 2020. Granted, I wasn’t going as hard, in general, over the years, but each year and hardship I found myself going back to those old vices more frequently.

When the pandemic struck SWFL my drinking went up about 400%. No joke. I trained 4 days on and drank the other 3 days, hard. I did that from March to late June.

I caught Covid-19 around June 26th. By July 11th I needed to be hospitalized for Diabetic Ketoacidosis (where the body produces excess blood acids; ketones. This occurs when there isn't enough insulin in the body. It can be triggered by infection or other illness.) & Pancreatitis (inflammation of the pancreas. It happens when digestive enzymes start digesting the pancreas itself.) I was in ICU for 36 hours and in the hospital for 5 days. I lost 21 lbs over that time.

3 days after I got home from the hospital, Macular Edema (blood vessels in the retina burst and bleed into the eyes), set in. That took about a month to heal only for Diabetic Retinopathy (those same blood vessels that burst heal and are inflamed).

Usually requires anti-inflammatory shots into the eye ball and laser surgery to burn away some of the excess scar tissue. These cost thousands of dollars without insurance, which I do not have. I have read that they can heal on their own, but it takes about 8-12 months. I am in month 4.

However, I actually cannot confirm if that statement about them healing on their own is actually true or not. Some notes in journals say yes while other, more creditable sites, say no. One must get treatment.

Now let me be clear that Covid-19 did not cause my Diabetic Ketoacidosis & Pancreatitis. My lack of proper care for my diabetes caused these. I was already in the yellow and when I got Covid-19 it just put me in the RED. I now, at this point, required medical care or I would die. Those are the facts about me getting Covid-19, my Diabetic Ketoacidosis & Pancreatitis…

Flash-Forward to now… I got my blood sugars down to near normal (high) levels. This means my blood sugar is still high, but for me, I used to walk around at 400. 500-600 is diabetic coma. 80-120 is considered normal. I walk around between 130-230, currently, fasted.

I have not had a drink since June 26th. I will never drink again. I can’t.

1) Alcohol has thoroughly ruined my adult life in all sorts of areas besides this. It got me sick to begin with among, other, things.

2) If I drink I could be back in the hospital with Diabetic Ketoacidosis & Pancreatitis, again.

3) I made a deal with GOD. If I have to live through this (I prayed to die that night) that I would never drink again.

What kind of dick lies to GOD lol? A decade ago I would have… I hated everything about the concept of GOD. Now, I have come to terms that if there is or there isn’t; it doesn’t matter. I value me, my beliefs. Why not carry myself with that respect. I do not need to tell or share my beliefs with others. I care not for such things.

I am solely worried about my mental, physical, emotional, sexual and spiritual health.

I did not quit drinking because of addiction issues or any of that business. I made the choice because if I didn’t my pancreas would fail and I would be dead in a few months. That is how bad my pancreas was… I do not see myself as someone that is doing all this for attention. I have barely even made mention of this whole story on my social media. I have told people in direct messages, but I do not post everything that is happening in my life on social media.

Granted this Tumblr account is considered social media, but I do not use it for that purpose. It is strictly for my BLOG entries. I do not follow people on Tumblr. I post, get my URL and share it that way. Its not in your face on Facebook or anything, but one can click the link and go read about the crazy things in my head.

Taking care of my mental, physical, emotional, sexual and spiritual health is a full time job in and of itself. Now, currently I cannot work. I can only drive during the day. I cannot see well enough to drive at night.

I have other medical issues stemming from this and it is quite the laundry list. However, I think I gave you all enough to think about.

I am back in great shape now. Since I quit drinking and got back from the hospital I went from 119 to 163 lbs. I have not been this big since 2012. Right before I believe my Diabetic State started. My strength is coming back with a vengeance too. I am putting up more weight than I have in nearly a decade.

I have had to make serious and big changes to EVERYTHING in my life.

My computer is now changed from dual 22 inch monitors to one 46 inch monitor. I have to make changes like this just to see well enough to do some things on the computer.

I am still very blind. My vision has decent days and some days I cannot see much of anything. I cannot see my phone without a magnifying glass. I just got my eyes looked at several times cause my power keeps shifting and now my current glasses setup does not exactly help much. My computer glasses are ok for this, but my normal bifocals are pretty useless.

However; I do feel like I can write a little bit more now. I have a few blogs I want to write and then go right back into the novel. This might be the only realistic possibility of me being able to work to earn my keep. Normal 9-5, Monday-Friday are out of the question, indefinitely.

Not only am I not well enough for the grind, physically. My mental health is very questionable. I have had issues for years now. I have had about 20 jobs in 15 years. I have done a real number on my mental health over the years. Always trying to do more, work harder than the next person so I can make that “good money” that some always throw in my face. I did the work. I put in the time, but only to be messed with. Yes, I have that sort of mental issue.

One tries to mess with me. Mess with the positive shit I am doing. I lose my head pretty quick. I have repeatedly demonstrated over the course of my life that I have no restraint at all when it comes to that feeling of being seriously fucked with and have them look at you like; “What are you gonna do about it?”

Well that is it… I always do something about it. Even when I know I shouldn’t. It is my worst impulsive trait that I cannot get a handle on. Ever since I was a kid. I wanna say. It started when I was 11 or so.

I have made huge strides in changing my life, my thinking and how I fit into the scheme of things. I have become more an introvert than an extrovert. Even before the pandemic I was going out less and less. Doing things less and less. It got to a point to where I only went out when I could drink and/or the band was playing. I was already becoming less social. So this is nothing overly drastic about that UNLESS you count Facebook activity.

I have not advertised much on my Facebook and for good reasons… I posted about my 6 months of sobriety and the responses I got were all about, pressing on and “the struggle.”

I pulled it down. There was no struggle here. I am not a keep on keepin’ on mannnnnn… Type of Personality… No… I quit drinking so I can live another 10-15, hopefully more, years. I just went through a friend dying from literally drinking himself to death. I know what people go through with their addiction struggles. I have my own reservations about how I feel about said subject matter.

Needless to say I did not appreciate how people view me on Facebook. I no longer post blogs their either. I post here on tumblr and put a link on my Facebook if anyone wants to read. That is about it.

I know people do not read more than a handful of sentences that ends with a weird hashtag or snapchat handle. I get it. It is also my fault because I have not told the Facebook wall/timeline of my mental and medical conditions and struggles. I reserve those conversations to be personal.

So if you want to know stuff, then let us get personal. Pretty much that simple. I do not do FAKE FRIENDS…

I try to be transparent. In the past it was easy, but now everyone has an opinion that they call facts. I do not know how many people I blocked on Facebook for being so damn ignorant or attention seeking.

I know I do not do attention seeking things. When I write it is with intention to say something. I would say 1600+ words on these subjects merits a little more than “attention seeking” behavior…

Things are looking up. I have done soooooooooo much. With so very little and make it look like I have a lot and that everything is fine. No. God Damnit… Everything is not fine. I am kicking ass trying to make something fine but not everything. Everything will never be FINE… Not ever. However, I can strive for it. I can continue to put in that work and just ignore the dumb shit. Which I am becoming pretty good at. I am still me. I am still blunt. If I rough feathers that is just my way of getting those people away from me.

Goodbye 2020… You will never be forgotten and your mark has definitely been left…

2020… My Life… Everything Else Is Just Blurry… By David-Angelo Mineo Words 1,738 12/30/2020

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