#NOT IN A BAD WAY HE'S JUST. LIKE. ABSOLUTLY NOT HAPPENING BUDDY.

[willowser]

your little angel of a son inherits katsuki's bad temper, and it manifests in his terrible fours.

there's an awful little shriek that echoes throughout the house and katsuki is on his feet and halfway to the living room before his eyes are even open—but the only danger awaiting him there is a pouty little brat.

his son is sitting amidst a swarm of toys that have been strewn about haphazardly, and his arms are crossed and big fat tears are in his eyes and he looks mad as all hell. you do, too, sitting across from him with a deep frown, holding the ripped page of a book from his little shelf.

"no sir," you warn, "we do not treat our things this way."

you incite a meltdown.

katsuki feels his own temper flaring—half from shock and awe at his little mini-me and also from the exhaustion wearing him thin—when your son kicks his legs out in a burst of rage, letting out another little shriek of anger. your cheeks puff up, wearing the same furious expression, and at the hiss of his name, the little brat jumps to his feet and snatches a toy truck nearby and launches it across the room.

"oi!"

your son's attention snaps to katsuki, startled, losing a hint of anger as he pouts at the floor.

"what'd she just tell you?" and when he gets no response, katsuki prods with a, "hah? answer me."

but the little boy only stamps his little feet and grunts out a furious, wordless sound that has katsuki's lip curling. you let out a heavy sigh, shaking your head at him before frowning down at the torn page in your hands, and then katsuki is planting a hand on the back of his son's head and steering him towards the front door.

"time to take a walk."

the boy goes, even though his arms are crossed and his eyes are downcast. he only resists once, as katsuki tries to shove his little feet into his shoes.

"i don't wanna." he mumbles, face scrunched and wet before promptly looking away.

"i didn't ask."

"hmm!"

katsuki has to resist the urge to pinch his own son.

they get out the door eventually, and the little boy stomps along for the most part, no longer needing a guiding hand on the back of his head once they get around the block a time or two. neither of them say anything.

fatherhood has taught katsuki a lot of things, which was expected, but the one thing that's surprised him is—he's learned all the things he doesn't want his son to be.

the first of them being angry. not the way katsuki was, mean and selfish, throughout his childhood; hateful and careless, in his teens; shut off and simmering, even now.

he waits until the tension has melted off his little shoulders, until his little face has dried and evened out. his arms swing at his sides, occasionally coming up to wipe his snot with the back of his hand, and he eyes the few wildflowers they pass with a little hum and a small smile.

katsuki tugs once on his ear, frowning down at the little brat when he peeks up at him. "that how you're supposed to treat your mama?"

he doesn't answer at first, leaning his head all the way back and clicking his tongue against the roof of his mouth, until katsuki stops walking. "no, sir."

"how you s'posed to treat her?"

"with love."

"how you s'posed to treat your toys?"

"with care."

"uh-huh," katsuki squishes his son's cheeks in his hand, shaking his head lightly from side to side until he starts giggling. "that how you acted today?"

"no, sir."

"that how y'r gonna act again?"

"no, sir."

"okay," katsuki murmurs, nodding once before letting him free. the little boy bounces on his feet and sucks on his lip, grinning when his tummy is pinched. "now pick those for your mama."

and he does, carefully plucking a small handful of flowers from the grass as they make their way back home, and just before he runs up the steps to the house, katsuki's little angel of a son hands him the biggest one.

[koszmarnybudyn]

My wrist kinda hurt cause i think i used them so much, so no doodles for today episode rn, cause i just chilled and listened, but you do get my thoughts.

Spoilers for dndads episode 36 below.

Holy shit that was great, the cast was so funny in the intro i cackled like a bird.

I knew i just knew terry and the other teendads would be brainwashed in some way, and i was right!!! So cool for Anthony to bring back the gauntlets.

Terri was great, i adore how Beth potrays her, shes so cheery and unhinged its a nice combo.

Hermie is just crushing on everyone at this point lol, now i wanna draw link as an anime boy with like the flower backround.

I knew giving him the tape mesure was a bad idea, my theory was that he would use the black parade as his army of minions tho, since he is actually depressed, looks like scary and wants power and revange, that might still happen tho.

I can't wait for the angsty drawing this episode will bring and for the sad shit show of grant having to kill terry, being brainwashed and his interactions with link now. The wilsons are not bugs like the oaks for me but i still wanna study them, (link is his baby boy who has also grown up been traumatized and that he cant quite reqognize anymore T^T)

Oh i cant wait till they long rest Scary comes back and she has to deal with the consequences of losing terry.

Link and Normal are buddies, and they have absolutly none romantic chemistry, and i love that, i feel like its that one friendship that the thought of being with them in a romantic sense would make you wanna puke, they are bros tho.

[its-my-whump]

What was your whump awakening?

Hi there, thanx for asking. Never really thought about that one before. I was just glad it happened.

I'm not sure if I can pin it down exactly. When I was young I always felt kind of guilty, when a charcter on TV was getting whumped, because I liked it so much! Couldn't tell anyone, thought.

The level of shame was as high, as it was, when you "had" to watch an (even if only implied) sex-scene on TV with your parents. (Don't get me wrong, in the 90th ever other classic Action-B-Movie would have to have such a sence. Absolutly unnecessary in my option, because it just was and it took the focus from the almost always real bad story and cut presious time for whumping someone. It was just as uncalled-for as the main character falling in love with a woman he never met before and his best buddy, he knew for years, with whom he survived just anything, had to die in the end, because of some stupid, absolutely unnecessary thing. Even if the best buddy got whumped, I hated them dying, because it was a waste and they only had to, so they could check another box on their list of how cliché a movie had to be at that time.)

I really hated it. But those were the best places to actually find a decent amonth of whump in my youth, without me acutally knowing though.

I was always longing for the main character to get whumped more. It made me feel 'something' deep inside, but it made me feel ashamed at the same time.

Only about a year and a half ago, I started writing (again). Had quiet a bad time emotionally and physically alike. It was kind of therapeutic, even if the story had hardly anything to do with my own situation. But I could work through all these overwhelming emotions, I'm stuck with for as long as I can think, and most of the time that are still making no sense to me.

I could literally torture someone to feel as lost and hurt as I had in this time and kind of felt the emotional support I was never able to give myself. It helped, though I didn't understand why at the time and I felt like a freak for it too. 'What's wrong with you? You are already hurting and now you read and write about more hurt?! Are you sick or what?'

About a year ago I stumbled in here and it was like my world was turned. The awareness, that I was not some freak, that had this kind of unhealthy relationship with my feelings and that it's just okay and can even be a blessing to like whump, was like stepping out of the shadows and feel alive almost for the first time in my life.

Yeah, no, I'm still kind of a freak and I'm probably still a minor talent in handling my life and my feelings, but I found a place to be myself in here nevertheless. 🙈

Sorry for going the long way in answering.

So long story short, I think I had been peaking through the curtains of whump for almost all my life, but last year I finally stepped through, realsing that there is a whole community out here.

[nothing-i-love-is-ever]

Sunset Strip Confessional

Absolutly No Minors

18+ Only

Warning: some language,

possessive behaviour

Pairing: Izzy x Reader

I left the dance floor sweaty and breathing hard. I lost myself in the music again and I could feel the consequences of that in my muscles. I plucked the fabric of my tank top and waved it against my skin to create some kind of air flow, but I wasn't getting any relief.

When I got to the table where my friends were sitting everyone looked to be having a good time.

Duff smiled up at me from his seat "Enjoy yourself out there darlin'?" He questioned.

"Yeah" I smiled at him as I held my hair up off the back of my neck but not feeling any cooler. "I'm going outside for a minute for some air." I fanned my face and made my way out of the bar. It was a hot night, but still the small warm breeze was welcome. It was much cooler than sweating on the floor in the crush of bodies.

After a few minutes the door opened and Izzy came out. He stopped about a foot away from me and lit a smoke.

"What the fuck were you doing out there?" Half accusing me of something. I didn't know what though.

I shrugged my shoulders "Just dancing." Iz and I were civil we weren't mean to each other, but we weren't buddies either.

"Just dancing." He scoffed still smoking his cigarette still cool calm and collected. Still fucking gorgeous. "That's the problem sweet girl you were just dancing. You weren't trying to tease or seduce or make anyone jealous. You were dancing for yourself, just for the enjoyment of it."

I didn't know what to say to this so I kept my mouth shut. Life experience has taught me not to fuck with the quiet ones because they are the ones that will flip on you like a switch.

And he did.

One second he was calm and smoking, in the next he flicked his cigarette to the side and caged me between himself and the brick wall. His arms from fingers to elbows resting against the grainy brick on either side of my head, but not touching me anywhere.

Never touching me.

That was one thing I always found odd about this man. In all the time I'd known Izzy and his boys, he'd never gotten close enough to touch me. Not a finger graze, not a small slide as he passed by me in a cramped hallway. Not even an innocent bit of pressure, thigh to thigh, if we happened to be sitting next to each other in some bar booth or on a couch at a party. Now here he was, vibrating not a hair away from my being. If I took a big enough breath we would touch for the first time. He placed his forehead against the brick, we were ear to ear but still with that iota of distance between us.

He was breathing heavily, deeply, quickly, almost panting.

"You smell like good whiskey and sin." He whispered "I try to keep my distance. I try to not notice you. How beautiful you are. How intelligent you sound when you speak. How passionate you are when you are engaged with something that interests you." He was whispering into the bricks of the bar like it was some sort of sunset strip confessional. The heat and pull between our bodies making me sweat again. I knew only one thing that would give me relief. As I thought it, it happened.

Izzy let out a primal growl and collapsed on my body like a dieing man. His mouth claiming mine in a feral possession. This wasn't a first kiss or even a first touch between two new lovers. This was months of tension, need, and want coming down on us with enough pressure to turn us into diamonds. He took my mouth with savage force and I gave back as good as I got with a moan, finally finding the relief I had sought.

He moved from my mouth blazing a trail of lips and tongue and teeth down my neck leaving proof of his journey behind in the form of bruises that would darken as the night went on.

"You taste like magic." He sounded shaken.

Izzy moved just far enough to look in my eyes. Bodies pressed against each other in a state of readied anticipation.

"Are you even real? Did I dream you up? Are you even human? Or some ethereal being come to steal what's left of my soul? " He asked or pleaded I couldn't tell. "I can't. I can't do anything without you there. You haunt me. You are in every song I write, in every note I play. In my dreams, in my waking thoughts. I can't bare it. I need your soft skin. I need to be able to touch it when I want. I need to feel you inside and out. I need to be in you. I want you so bad, and now that I've given in, now that I have tasted your sweet lips, I won't ever be able to get enough. There is nowhere that you could go that I wouldn't be able to find you. I feel you in my blood, in my bones, in the essence of my being. You may be a goddess, a muse of music, or whatever it is you are from where you come from, and I am a poor man trying to make it in this scene, nowhere near good enough for you. But you are mine now, and I will never let you go"

And I was ok with that.

[riverteatime]

A School in Time chapter 3 (2nd part)

Author note: Take place just after the first part so if you don’t remember or you haven’t read it I place the url here just for you

https://riverteatime.tumblr.com/post/190609617336/a-school-in-time-chapter-3-first-part

Ok now let’s the fun begin

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Hatika don’t know how many minutes she has been running at full speed. Maybe more than five minutes-maybe ten-. Her small thief don’t seem to slow down, sometimes hiding in the bushes and reappearing some meters after. Plus, with his green fluff it’s seem that he make one with the nature. 

The girl seem aware that she ran so far away and maybe she will not be able to find her tent before the night. But her hat is more important. If she lose it.... She don’t want to think about it. She MUST catch this little guy even if her body screams at her brain to slow down because of her injured knee and the multiples scratches she won while she researched in the thorny bushes. “Don’t slow down Hattie, you can do it” she tell to herself. 

Suddenly, the cat stop running. Hatika doesn’t slow and throws herself, like an player of american football do for catching the ball (well, here the cat is the ball). But it was at this moment she realizes something. It was a BAD IDEA.

The cat stopped running because it is the drop of the small driff (yes Hatika has been running on a cliff and she was not aware). Her feet trip on a tree's root and she fell in some sort of small lake of dirty water. She moves her legs and her arms to reach the surface and floats. But she barely knows how to swim. Wait, she feels something holding her right leg, something not heavy but trying to drag her to the bottom of the lake. At she realizes this she start to panic and screaming for help.

Rough Patch, the small cat who is holding again the hat, seems to have miss his calculation. It didn't come at his head that the small female human will land on one of the dangerous lakes of the spooky swamp. She needs help. Then he hears some yellings a little far from him. His master is calling? Oh! He have an idea! Maybe his master can help this small human. With the hat, the small beast runs to the direction of his master's voice.

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"Rough Patch !?!! Where are you?!" Calls Snatcher "Damn, this cat can rivalize with some students with problems. Are you really sure you want to search for this girl? You know, it's not because she was running at the direction of the swamp that she will enter. Maybe she is smart enough to realize that this place is not for her..."

"Snatch, shut up! I have a bad feeling and you know what that means." Tells Moonjumper with an harsh tone.

"Yeah, I know. It's not like the last time someone tresspass this zone, he pass away literally... And the last time you have this 'bad feeling', like you said, it was at this moment. Man! What I would give to not be drag like-" Continues Snatch but he is cut by a violent "Shhhhhhh-" of Moonjumper.

Some leaves of the bushes starts to move and a muffled 'meow' can be hearing. Then the small beast comes out from his hiding spot.

"Mraw!? Meow-breow!" Says the cat after dropping the hat.

"Rough Patch ! What did I tell you? To not cause any problem. And yet you did. What you have to say for your defense?" Asks the black-haired man

The meows of the cat start to be more long, like he is trying to tell something, and he grabs the hat and drops it several times. Then he rubs his head against the leg of his master.

"Your cat is acting strange!" Tells Moonjumper

"Yep. But I don't speak like him, neither understand him at some moments." Says Snatcher to his friend while he tries to catch the cat. But the animal avoid the hands of his master and go rubs his small face to the other man.

Snatcher and Moonjumper can't believe it. RoughPatch, normally, don't like the white-haired man. He makes it clear by hissing or ignore it when Moon tried to pet him. And now he is acting like a teddy bear. Something is REALLY not right. Then, the beast starts to run at the direction he came from. He turns around to see if the humans are following.

"I think he wants us to following him..." Says Moon, doubtful.

"Meow~~" Answers happily the living furball. It was a yes from him.

"Ok buddy, go ahead, we are following" says Snatcher before the cat runs in the bushes.

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"Ah-Peck !" Curses Hatika while she is trying to remove for the third time the thing holding her feet. She tried to reach some sort of scraps of a wooden that are some meters next to her. But the thing drag her to the starting point everytime she is near to it. She dives another time and with her hands she succeed to touch the thing. It's like she is touching a plant. A plant that can hold a feet and drag a human, it's strange. "Ok Hattie, don't panic. It's not like this plant is going to eat you" she mumble to herself. But after she had reach the surface to take her breath, another plant grab one of her arm. She yells and tries to break free. And the thing-plant start to drown the little girl...

"Hey! You! What are you doing here?" Asks a voice. Hattie look at her left and see two men at the edge of the lake. Wait... One of him is not one of her teachers at the school.

"H-help me!" She yells "Som-something is holding me..." She have not the time to finish her sentence that the plant, the one holding her arm, drag her underwater.

Snatcher was already removing is black jacket before throw it at the head of a panicking Moonjumper.

"TOI, reste ici avec le chat!" (YOU, stay here with the cat) Yell Snatcher to Moonjumper.

Then the black haired man jumps in the water and swims rapidly to the spot he saw the girl before the plant take her away. He takes a breath, taking as much air that his lungs can take and goes underwater. But he doesn't see well, thanks to the dirty water. So he goes as deep as he can.

He was missing air and was ready to go to the surface when a small hand grabs his T-shirt. It's the kid. He holds her to his chest and grabs the Swiss army knife he always had with him. Then he cuts the arms of the plant and doesn't wait to reach the surface with the small girl safe in his arms.

After some seconds of break for taking his breath, Snatcher swims to an happy and relieved Moonjumper. The white-haired teacher helps his friend and Hattie to go out of the water. The girl was coughing horribly due to the amount of non-clean water she as been drinking.

"Here, sit down little one. Take all your time and breath. You're safe now." Says Moon to a shaking and wheezing Hattie while he gives her his coat.

"Well... I think the trip to the 'resto' is canceled... I will be not able to walk this much after what happens." Tells Snatcher who was lying on the ground, catching his breath.

"But you have to walk to reach the house." Tells Moon at his friend

"Yeah... Laisse moi juste deux secondes pour respirer" (Give me two seconds for catching my breath) Says Snatch.

"Oh god, where does all theses injuries come from?" Asks Moon to the child

"I-I..." She tries to tell

"Are you able to walk?"

"I- I don't k-know... My legs... are hurting..." Says the child with a small voice.

"Maybe we can move her to the house and while we are ordering something to eat we can call a doctor" Asks Snatcher who was now on his feet.

"Yeah... I think it's the best option" Answers Moon. "Little one? Are you ok if we brought you to our house? It's not far. There, you will rest." At this question, Hatika nods. She don't know where she is and she is too tired for searching the the way to her tent.

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"Home, sweet home!" Says Snatcher after kicking the door to open it. "I was neither be so happy to return home"

"Oh really ?" Asks Moonjumper with a malicious smile.

The white-haired man was carrying Hatika. The little girl tried to walk on her own, but her legs was so heavy and bleeding that the english teacher felt guilty. She insisted to let her but she didn't win the argument and with no time she found herself scoped by the man. And it was at this moment she realized how tired she was. When they reach the two men's house, she was at the limit to fall asleep. The two men was aware of that and didn't talk to her on the walking section. She just survived from drowning and they know that talking to her directly after that was not a good idea.

Moonjumper was the first to break the silence. He helps her to sit on the sofa in the living room and is now tending to her injuries with the first aid kit the two men friends was keeping.

"Are you alright?" He asks. He know that she is NOT alright, she is just a child and ten minutes ago she was drowning. How can she be alright after that?

"Hmm...yeah but I'm really tired" She answers.

"It's normal after what's happened. Can I ask you why you were in the forest?"

"A little beast stole my hat" Tells Hatika after yawning

"A beast?!" Asks confusely the man.

"Yea! It's was like a cat but with a strange green fur! And...". But before she can continue a small and lovely meow can be heard and Snatcher's head pops from the door frame.

"It's him?" He asks while entering the room with a certain small beast in his arms holding a certain hat.

Hatika gasps. "Yeah! It's him who stole my hat!"

The small thief jumps from his master's arms and climbs on the sofa. He drops the hat and meow sadly while lowering his head.

"He said sorry" Translate Snatcher to the child.

Hatika take a minute to think before saying "It's alright. But the next time don't take it like that. It's not a simple hat, it's important to me."

"Mreow~~" Answer happily the cat while giving a small and soft headbutt to one of the arm of the child. Hatika lets out a small laugh and start to pet the cat. The beast, who absolutly love when someone pet him, starts to purrs loudly.

"If RoughPatch let's him be petting by you it's because he sense that you are special" Says Moonjumper, smiling to them.

"Special?" Ask the confuse child

"Yep!" Say Snatcher. "Not just anybody can pet him. Moon cannot touch him for example"

"Why?" Ask the child more confuse than before

"...It's a long story...." Answer sadly the white-haired man

Then silence, just the purring of the cat can be hearing.

"Anyways, I have a call to make!" Snatcher exits the room while repeating the word "livraison" multiples times.

"What is 'ly-vray-zon'?'' Ask the child to the english teacher

"Hmm? Oh! It's mean 'delivery' in French." Tell Moonjumper "We were going to a restaurant when Rough Patch found us for rescuing you. We have a sort of 'habit', we go to a restaurant one time each weeks. With that, we don't have to cook or wash the dishes."

"Oh! I know also a bit of French. I know how to introduce myself." Say the child happily. "But I have a hard time with texts and translation."

"It's wonderful and do not worry." Reassures the english teacher. "French, like other language can be hard at the first sight. Even for french people. But if you practice, it can be easier. And if you want I can help you with this language."

Hatika nods. Then again, silence in the room. Rough Patch is now sleeping on the child lap.

"Do you live far from here?" Ask the white-haired teacher a bit worried. "If you want, you can stay for the night. Rough Patch will be happy to have someone to snuggle with."

"No I have five minutes to walk between here and my 'home', if I can find the way back..." Start the child.

"Wait?!" Shout the teacher "How it can be? The closest habitations are at thirty minutes by driving. Even if you runs, it can't be possible."

"I live in the forest..." She tries to continue. 

"Here it's the only house in this forest. The rest is uninhabitable. And it's a private property, which belongs to our family since decades. Every construction project is say 'illegal' here!" Say the teacher more louder.

"I...I..." Try to protest the child. But she is too scared now. She didn't think about the possibility that the forest was a private property when she settled her tent. Do the broken spaceship is also include in this 'private property'. She have to think fast or her illegal camp will be discover in no time and bye-bye her beloved dream.

"I-I... I am..." She tries to say while she shivers from stress and fear.

"HOW CAN IT BE?!" Ask authoritavely the teacher.

And it is the 'last straw that broke the camel's back'. Hatika burst in cries. Her first day in her new school which it was more horrible that she had planned thanks to her stupid leg, the chase, the moment she partially drowned herself and now THAT... She can’t contains herself. Why it was been her?! Why she always have this sort of problem?! She just want to make her dream become true, to be a normal child.

The child's cries make Moonjumper gets out of his trance. Surprised, he starts to panic. "Oh no, child! Nononono! Don't cry! Don't cry little one!"

"I-I just want t-to be normal...I d-didn't think be-before set-setting my camp...I'm s-sorry... I'm soo sor-ry" She says between sobs and hiccups.

"Hush little one! Don't need to apologize. It's alright! Just breath, ok?

The child try to protest and continues to apologize but the teacher hush her. In his head, Moonjumper can't stop to insult himself for making crying a child. At the end, Hatika success to calm down.

She then explain everything. She is an orphan who lives in the forest in a tent. She escaped her orphanage a while ago for finding on her own her parents that are gone few years ago. She doesn't remember their faces but she know that her hat is important for us and they gave it to her the last time she saw them. So  maybe they will recognize her if she found them. But for that she have to travel. It's at this moment she decided to go on a theater school, for making a name on the spectacle's realm. With that, it will be more easier to travel and to find her parents. And also it's her dream to be an actress. She was so determined that she make the inscription on her own and she studied hard for entering this school. She have to do it for her parents.

"...And now I'm here. I hurt myself in the morning. I tripped on a stair. The rest of the day went normally but my leg was hurting. At the end of the day, I returned in my 'home' and it's here that Rough Patch, like you call this cat, steals my hat. And you know the end of the story..."

Moonjumper is lost in his thoughs. How can a little girl at this age have this amount of pain. And yet, here she is. A child cannot live on his own in a tent on a illegal place.

"I'm so sorry..." She say while hiding her face in her hands.

"Well...It's a heartbreaking story. But we can't let you live on your own on our property." Hatika knows that and she fears the worst, she have to find another place for the camp, out of anyone sight. It will cost a precious time for finding it and the studies take all of her free time.

"Well I think that leaves no other choice. You can stand!". He says.

What?!

"Right, Snatcher ?" Ask the white-haired teacher

Snatcher opens the door. He was eavesdropping all the conversation. He nods to answer. He can be reluctant at the first sight, but like said his friend, a child cannot live on his own, plus on a dangerous place that is this forest. And kicking her out will be against the laws.

"B-but I..." Start Hatika

"...You want to walk like this, with your injured leg in the dark of the night?" Ask Snatcher with his arms crossed.

And yes it’s now the night outside. It's true that if she goes outside, she will not be able to find her tent. Plus, she is kind scared of the dark.

"You...you really don't mind if I stay?" Ask the child shyly

The two men smile and says at the same time "you can stand!". Hatika, so happy and relieved, burst in cries for the second time of the day.

"But at one condition !" Interrupt Snatcher. At this moment both Moonjumper and Hatika have eyes on him. "You don't have to talk to anybody of this. We have a reputation. And we don't want any problem. So stay quiet or you will have to face the consequences".

Hatika, with again her tears in her eyes, nods firmly. She knows that. She knows how to keep a secret. Her life is already a secret.

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"So now what do you two want for diner?" Ask Snatcher. "We have to make our 'livraison'"

"Let the choice to the little one. What is your name already my child?" Ask Moon

"It's Hatika but you can call me Hat or Hattie. And I don't know. It's the first time I order something from a restaurant"

"It's your first time?!" Ask the english teacher, impressed by the revelation. "It's another reason for why you have to choose." Then he show her some restaurants cards he saved up.

"All the dishes looks tasty. I can't choose."

Snatcher is waiting impatiently with the phone in his hands. He is ready to open the Uber Eat’s application and to pick his favorite restaurant (aka Burger King). He smiles at the tought of having one of this burger with 10 slices of bacon. He didn't even noticed that the kid is calling him.

"Mister Snatcher! Miiiiisteeer Snaaaaatch-er?!"

"What do you want kid? And stop with the whole ‘mister’ thing." Asks the french teacher midly annoyed about the fact she ended his daydreaming. (huh...well it's the night but they are again up so it's more a nightdreaming...).

"What is your favorite restaurant ?"Asks the child

"Burger King, why?" Says the teacher

"So I choose Burger King too!" Answer the smiling child.

"Are you sure little Hattie?" Asks Moonjumper. "They have plenty of other restaurants"

"It's alright Mister Moonjumper ! I just want to know why it's his favorite restaurant"

“Kid! I said to stop saying ‘mister’. We are not in school now. Keep it when your are outside.”

Even if he doesn't want to admit it, Snatcher is more then happy that the child choose this restaurant. He will have for the second time in one month his bacon, while with Moonboy he can just have it one time a month or even less.

And with that Hatika spent the first night in a house. The two men even allow her to spend the night on a empty friend bedroom (with a bed, a table, a chair and a lamp.) They said her that the next day she have to return to her tent for gathering all her stuff for finishing her settlement. They also agreed that she needs other things like storage furnitures, clothings, school stuffs, etc.

But it was already the paradise for the little girl. And for the first time in months she spent the night on a bed.

[the-emperor-protects]

GENCON 2017

Alright, so here is a general recap of GENCON 2017, the largest Con Ive ever been to and the largest GENCON ever.  this will be a long post so I apologize in advance. So ya GENCON.

....IT WAS AWESOME.

Never before have I experienced Nerd culture at this magnitude. It was truly an overwhelming experience. Just look at this map!

Not only did the convention take place in all three stories of the convention center, it also enveloped three surrounding motels and the Colts stadium featured above.(At the opening ceremony, the announcer actually made a joke about how it was pretty damn awesome that the nerds had taken over the football stadium, and that he’d never heard of the football fans taking over hte convention center.I laughed, HARD)

I was able to go to Gencon, mainly because a buddy of mine basically went to it as a kind of business trip for his Youtube Channel.

He Reviews new and exciting boardgames .Awesome dude and an awesome channel to which I'm grateful he let me tag along for the trip. Heres a link to his channel if any of you all are interested! Link

The other buddy of mine I went with also has a youtube channel devoted to boardgame kickerstarters called Hivestate:

his channels fairly young but he makes really good content. hers a link also if you want to check him out. Link

But enough with me being a billboard for these guys, back to GenCon.

So the first day of the Con, as I sad I was very, VERY overwhelmed. I come from a fairly small city that's pretty well spaced out, so seeing that many people in one place was...JARRING to say the least.

I'll say this though, the entire time I was there, I didn't hear of a single event where someone got assaulted or anything bad like that happening. and there were about 166,000 people the first day of the con I believe, Speaks volumes for our hobby and the community.

BUT:

LOOK

AT ALL THESE

NERDS

My people :’)

Anyway, the first day within like ten minutes of entering the dealer's hall I managed to loose both Mitch(Kwarenteen) And Zack(Hive State) to which I remember just uttering “well shit” as soon as I realized I was alone. After that though, the week went smoothly.

The coolest thing that happened to me the first day was I ended up meeting Uncle Atom from  Tabletop minions, to which I made a complete fool of myself but its ok I got to meet someone whose videos have helped so much in my short wargaming life!

Super chill dude too, it was great meeting him!

Carrying on, Demo’d a game called Dropfleet, a low orbit fleet tactics tabletop game

 I picked up Dropfleet on the spot. Did I mention the MINIs ARE FREAKIN GORGEOUS.

  Cool thing about this game is it also can be played beside or in sussecion with another game called dropfleet commander, which is the ground side version of the game. 

Dropfleet and Dropzone gave me a very Halo vibe, so I'm diffidently looking forward to playing the crap out of the game.

The second day was equally crazy, Demo’ed more games, and saw even more awesome stuff. That day I also got to meet the creator of Kingdom Death Adom Poots. Awesome human being, and very VERY passionate about his game and the future of said game.

Also, as a Warhammer 40000 fan I found a booth that was selling bits by the BUCKETS. If id been left alone there Id have spent all of my funds for the con there. They even had I believe like first edition imperial guard minis and a really old looking Land Raider.

actually forgot to buy that book while I was there...

After the dealers hall closed on the second day we split up again, Mitch went to some after party thing he had to go to and Zack and I went and got some food and expored downtown Indy. Got a message from Mitch though and I, well I nearlly doubled over when I saw the picture.expored downtown Indy. Got a message from Mitch though and I, well I nearlly doubled over when I saw the picture.dealers hall closed on the second day we split up again, Mitch went to some after party thing he had to go to and Zack and I went and got some food and expored downtown Indy. Got a message from Mitch though and I, well I nearlly doubled over when I saw the picture.

Apparently, he came in second in a sexy nurse costume contest style thing. I envy this mans courage XD ( hes the one in the red dress)

Rest of the week was about the same. Came to the Con, Demo’d games, wished I had more money, and saw amazing Cosplayers.  Here are just the rest of the general pictures I took at the con. Various minis and games. Ill make a seperate post about the cosplayers I saw as I have way too many to put in this one post.

(THIS WAS AMAZING IN PERSON)

(Didnt pick this up but it lookd cool so I grabbed a pic)

(Fallout boardgame looked like its alot of fun, didnt get to demo it though )

Another Miniatures game I intend on getting into called Wild West exodus:

the models are absolutly beautiful, my crappy phone does not do them justice.

(Eagle is gorgeous)

(Another game i bought into called BUSHIDO. I am weak with money when it comes to miniatures...)

(Mitch before entering the Con.)

(MITCH, LOCKED AND LOADED FOR THOSE SWEET BOARDGAMES)

(Another shot of the peoples of GENCON. Just, wow)

(GENCON’s famed Cardhalla.)

(Game called the Godfather.)

And here is my loot at the end of Gencon!

So ya that was GENCON for me. Had an absolute blast and I already can't wait to go back next year. Truly was an amazing experience.