#also ft guy i like him this is during one of their break up eras idk anyways these r so messy

[possessedartist]

local sleepy guy doodles blue and gold, more at 11

[jeontaehui]

TAEHEE WITH WAYV

kun kunhee

taehee’s true aegyo only shows when she talks to kun.

she would call him ‘kun gege‘ or ‘kunnie kun kun’ when she’s feeling it lol

taehee Loves kun’s cooking !!! every time the neos would separate into groups during an activity that involved cooking, she’d beg to be in the same group as him.

(nct world ep. 8) “oppa, your food is to die for.”

kun looks at taehee very fondly, like how a dad would watch his child. 

he thinks taehee can be a bit out of hand sometimes, but 98% of the time they’re together, kun looks like he’d spoil taehee without her having to ask him. 

(180403 vlive) “kun-ge,” taehee skips in her steps as kun turns his head to acknowledge her, “hmm?” “if ten oppa asked you to cut me in half, would you?” she asks him expectantly, and without missing a beat, he replies, “no”. triumphantly, taehee turns to the back to stick out her tongue at ten, “see, you’re the only person—“ “i don’t want to have two of you around,” kun cuts her off with a playful smirk, which turns to a laugh as soon as taehee lets out a gasp. she continued to ramble about how she trusted him, how she felt betrayed. “i’m just kidding,” kun says as he put his arm around taehee’s shoulders, pulling her close before ruffling her hair. 

although they’re not a very popular duo or not seen together quite often, taehee absolutely missed kun and his playfulness (and maybe his cooking too).

iconic moment (uncut take #1 | 2020 yearparty behind scene #2) “hello,” they respectfully greeted, with taehee clinging to kun’s side. “i’m here with taehee,” kun starts, “and even if we aren’t in a scene together, we’re hanging out.”

“i missed kun oppa,” taehee pouts, “kun gege.” this immediately made kun smile, it was clear how kun adored taehee like she was his own child. “really?” and taehee nods in response. “it’s been like, what, two years? since i’ve last seen you. moments with you are like, a breath of fresh air,” kun softly laughs at the comparison as he shakes his head at her dramatics. “you’re just making stuff up, aren’t you?”

“i’m not! i swear!”

“are you sure it’s not my cooking that you missed?”

“well... maybe that too.”

song happier by marshmellow ft. bastille

ten tnt / tenhee

taehee likes to think of ten as her twin, but then he would always shoot down the idea. 

(n’-75) “we’re like twins, right?” taehee tells ten before throwing a chip into her mouth. “yeah, but you’re the annoying one and everyone likes me.”

their videos on nct’s dance channel are literally Divine !!!!!! nctzens especially went wild when taehee performed with ten on ‘hit the stage’.

the dirty jokes ..... don’t even get me started. ten would make one remark and it immediately becomes dirty when he makes eye contact with taehee (ft. mark sometimes). if taehee was about to break out laughing, she’d go “UGH I HATE YOU!”

but even if they’re like this with each other, ten and taehee care about each other a whole lot :(

(nct world ep. 3) taehee strained her wrist while attempting to do jump over the vault. though she was able to balance herself quickly, she looked as if she were about to fall; at this split second, ten took a worried step forward, afraid that she’d slip to the ground. later, when taehee comes back with a wrist guard around her hand, ten takes a concerned look at her and asks if she was okay.

taehee also caught a cold while they were preparing for ‘90’s love’ and ten kept insisting he’d make her something to help her feel better.

ten would never admit it but taehee is his baby, anything or anyone that’s bothering her will have to go through him first >:(

iconic moment (jcc ep. 25) “ten, i don’t think it’s supposed to work that way,” taehee giggles at him as he stood a foot away from her while mixing his self-made cookie dough. “no, you wait for it. it’s gonna work,” ten insists while pointing the wooden spoon menacingly at taehee, but this just made the girl smile wider.

she secretly slides the jar of white sugar towards her and scoops up a spoonful, before moving carefully towards ten. “i don’t even think you added sugar,” she mumbles, but his body moves to block her and she bumps into his back with another step. “HEY!” she laughs at how protective ten was getting over his cookie dough, and his stirring becoming more and more aggressive as she tries to put sugar in it, “i’m going to place some so it has a taste!”

ten protests that he already did a while ago while taehee maneuvered her way around him laughing. ten knew what she was trying to do and so he bumped his hip against hers to stop her from getting any nearer. “this is going to spill! ten, stop!,” taehee tries to hold in her giggles, ten was being too cute. “and you’re going to clean it up when it does,” he bites back.

taehee resumes to finding ways to get sugar into the mix while ten resists, causing a very entertained mark to fill the studio with laughter. after a few minutes of trying, taehee sighs and puts back the sugar in the jar, "wow, i never knew baking could be so tiring.”

turns out, ten’s cookies didn’t come out that well and taehee’s expression said it all. “i told you so.”

song positions by ariana grande 

winwin winhee

when winwin was promoting with wayv, he and taehee would send each other messages asking about their days or if they had plans for anything. since both units were busy, they really never do this and it’s only rare that they message each other, let alone call each other.

that’s why taehee was very happy when she saw winwin again for resonance :(

if taehee was chill about her love for winwin before, now she’d just poke his cheeks every once in a while.

(uncut take #1 | 2020 yearparty behind scene #1) taehee watches from the side as three or four members corner winwin to gush over him, making her give a disapproving shake of the head to the camera. “everyone, winwin hyungie is like a baby,” she nods. “babies won’t like it if you bother them too much, so you have to be subtle with your affection.” taehee gives a playful smirk to the camera, “that’s why winwin hyungie likes me.”

winwin, on the other hand, thinks that taehee changed very much the last time he saw her. from being childish and innocent, she became matured and confident. this is how winwin felt time really flew.

(uncut take #1 | 2020 yearparty behind scene #1) “winwin gege~,” taehee whines, seeing how it would roll off her tongue. “did i say that right? ‘winwin gege’?,” she looks to see that winwin already had a fond smile on his face. “you are so cute,” he pouts, “jeon taehee, you are really too cute.”

iconic moment (201106 twitter blueroom live) “winwin hyung, who is your favorite member here in 90’s love?,” haechan asks from his left. and as everyone appeals to him, including mark who touches his ear out of affection, he already had one person in mind. “jeon taehee.”

song left to right by marteen

lucas luhee

a very very very very chaotic duo.

if you watch compilation videos of the funniest moments from empathy era, the iconic clip of lucas and taehee saying something else instead of ‘yadom’ (nasal spray) would always be included. they had to cut out that part from the live later, and members had to tell them what ‘야동’ actually meant in the next live.

taehee would try to teach lucas some korean before, but then that’s just her talking in korean with an english accent.

(180712 vlive) “why are you so tall?,” taehee raises her eyebrow at him. “why are you so short?,” lucas laughs.

taehee threw a pick-up line at mark during that same live, and lucas asked her why wasn’t she like that to him too. “lucas, don’t laugh but,” taehee tells him, “even if you’re as tall as a tree, i’ll still see you as a big baby. i’m not lying.”

and so jungwoo and taehee’s snacking tradition was actually jungwoo, taehee, and lucas’ snacking tradition.

for taehee, it’s so satisfying to watch lucas eat especially if he’s enjoying it so much. lucas actually admitted that the food that taehee carried in her bag would eventually go to his stomach. it became a habit for taehee to carry some in her bag even if lucas wasn’t promoting with her anymore.

iconic moment (uncut take #14 | ‘resonance’ mv behind the scene) “yo lucas,” taehee greets as she was pulled into a friendly bro hug. when she pulls away, she quicklt takes a look at lucas’ gorgeous features and steps back, “woah, you’re seriously so handsome.” lucas turns shy at her compliment and rubs the back of his neck, “you too.”

taehee raises her eyebrows in amusement, smirking as she says, “i’m handsome too?” lucas thinks for a moment before nodding yes, “you can be handsome too.”

“okay czennies, meet two very handsome people. hello!”

song rather be by clean bandit (ft. jess glynne)

xiaojun xiaohee

out of all the ‘99 boys, she’d want to get to know xiaojun more the most. 

they’re not awkward with each other, they’re just shy to approach each other and start a conversation. 

(sun & moon ep. 2) “taehee-ssi told me the other day she really liked xiaojun hyung’s voice out of the blue,” the said girl eyes haechan carefully, suddenly feeling nervous at what he’s going to pull. “i told her she should tell you herself, why is she telling me? she said she was shy,” when he had said this, a chorus of ‘ohh’s’ came from the rest of the bunch, except for taehee. she had a threatening smile on her face directed at the one and only lee haechan, so he decides to prod her further, “taehee-ssi, perhaps you’d like a guesting on awsaz?”

unknowingly though, xiaojun soon becomes one of the causes of taehee’s smiles or laughter whenever they’re filming together. 

(nct world ep. 2) “taehee, fighting!,” he cheers as taehee stepped forward to arm wrestle. the latter quickly turns around to give him a salute as she winks.

(201120 vlive) “xiaojun comes home and he talks about taehee too,” kun shares, “they hang out a lot.” doyoung snickers, “he fell for her too? taehee tells us how funny you guys are in your dorms, but she only ever talked about xiaojun.”

so yes ,,, they are very shy around each other but as far as we know !!! they’re really good friends who want to be closer to each other.

iconic moment (uncut take #14 | ‘resonance’ mv behind the scene) “you guys have pets in your dorm, right?,” taehee asks him as she leaned back, her arms supporting her from behind. “yes, we have three. the dog is bella and we have two cats named leon and louis,” taehee’s eyes widened, though she admits she feels jealous to have their pets around.

“i would keep my dog with me but they won’t let me.”

“oh really? what’s the name?”

“her name is 뚱이, and she’s a lhasa apso.”

“ahh,” xiaojun nods, “does she pee on your carpet?”

taehee throws her head back slightly as she laughs at the question, bringing a hand to her mouth to hide her growing smile. “do your pets pee on your carpet?” xiaojun shrugs, “well, sometimes,” he nods off disappointingly, causing taehee to giggle. “but we love them,” xiaojun sighs, and his eyes see taehee’s wide smile as she agrees with him. “that’s right, we love them.”

song i really like you by carly rae jepsen 

hendery deryhee

taehee finds hendery SO funny, i swear.

like he can literally just smile and nod she’d bust her lungs out from laughing

nctzens found it cute when taehee and hendery monitored each other while they were shooting for the ‘misfit’ track vid.

(misfit track video behind the scene) “ooo hendery is good. he looks cool.”

taehee watched the awsaz episode of winwin and jisung ,,, firstly because of those two.

but then hendery and haechan were so funny too she may have shed a tear from laughing.

a fan asked in those video call fansigns if taehee has watched any of wayv’s videos and she laughed, saying that she watched the one where they acted as disney princesses.

“hendery is so funny, really,” she smiled. “I CAN SHOW YOU THE WORLD!!!!”

they became really close during resonance era and talk about games, their pets, and already have some inside jokes between the two of them.

like a member would just say ‘cabbage’ and we already have the two of them smiling to each other from across the room !!! or they’d make eye contact when looking at the mirror and taehee would just bust out laughing.

iconic moment (201106 twitter blueroom live) “you’re really, really, really, really handsome,” yuta starts with utmost sincerity, “hendery.” the latter brings a hand to his face, his face warming up at the compliment as he sighs contently. this comical reaction causes taehee to burst into a fit of laughter, one you could hear off-cam.

later, when it was time for the ‘90’s love’ unit to take charge of the live, taehee giggles out of the blue, trying to keep her laughs in. “why?,” mark asks as he glances at her. “i’m sorry i just,” she pauses. surely, she was thinking about the funny things hendery pulled when they were doing the live before them. “i just keep thinking about how funny hendery was. i’m sorry, i’ll just eat my fries,” she says the last part quickly, throwing a french fry in her mouth as she bites back a smile.

song love story by taylor swift (disco lines ft. cassidi remix)

yangyang yanghee

taehee finds yangyang SO cute, precious, and tiny.

whenever yangyang is speaking, we’d see taehee in the corner of the frame smiling. 

she’s all over the yangyang vocalist agenda !!!!!!

(uncut #16 | ‘90’s love’ recording behind) “this is yangyang’s voice, isn’t it?,” taehee beams as she hears the younger’s voice through her headphones. “i really like his voice.”

yangyang’s such a smiley baby around taehee, partially because she told him he was very cute when he smiles.

fans find it so endearing when taehee calls yangyang “yangyangie” as if she’s talking to a baby :(

(201022 weibo live) “taehee noona and i play games when she comes here,” yangyang tells renjun. “and then she’ll hangout with the pets later,” he and renjun laugh at this. typical taehee.

taehee would buy drinks from the vending machine for sungchan since he’s the maknae in ‘90’s love’ but !!!! she makes a special exception for yangyang.

just a little bit more and he’s up taehee’s baby list ^ ^

iconic moment (uncut take #8 | ‘90′s love’ mv behind) “today is yangyang’s birthday!,” taehee chirps as she held the camera, making sure she and yangyang were both in the frame. “you’re like, 21 now, right?,” yangyang nods, “how are you feeling today?”

“i feel happy right now since you guys like prepared a cake and stuff and sang ‘happy birthday’ to me awhile ago,” taehee smiles at this. “so i’ll continue to work hard with you guys as we wrap up filming,” yangyang finishes as he beams at her, the latter mirroring his expression. 

“you’re so cute, you know that, right?,” taehee coos as she focuses the camera to yangyang (who smiles shyly at the compliment), before placing herself back in frame. “i only got to play games with yangyang a few times because chenle invited me, but now that we’re all spending time together, i think yangyang’s a very cute dongsaeng.” at this, they both giggle and taehee raises her fist for a fist bump. “i know,” yangyang says as he bumps his fist against hers, taehee laughing at this cute ball of sunshine. 

song timber by pitbull (ft. ke$ha) 

[district2001]

Seventeen Right Here!

Seventeen AU: 14th member

ERA:  Clap

Jangmi x SVT (Mainly Woozi & DK)

Recap: Jangmi and Woozi start fighting in the middle of their recording session.

Words: 1.4k

AN: Requests are OPEN: Please please please send me what you want to see from Jangmi. I’m also open to feedback :)

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“Do it again.”

Jangmi sighed. “It’s gonna be the same as the last 100 takes.”

“Then you’ll have to do it again.”

Jangmi suppressed the urge to swear at their producer. “Tell him he’s being ridiculous Bumzu hyung.”

“He’s the main producer today, not me.” Bumzu struggled his shoulders, hiding a smile. She knew that secretly he, and everyone in their stupid company, loved to see Jihoon and her at each other’s throats during recordings.

“Hurry up and sing it again. Seungkwan’s after you.” Woozi started playing the instrumental through her earphones, before Jangmi gave him the all clear.

She rolled her eyes, before rapping her lines. “Seventeen, right here.”

“Sound more scary.”

“I am being scary”

“Not scary enough.”

“This is as scary as I can get hyung.” Jangmi whined, before taking another sip of water.

“Try using your throat more, make it raspy.”

Jangmi nodded her head, finally happy to hear some constructive criticism.

“Ok. One more time” Woozi pressed the button, so that the demo started playing.

“Seventeen right here.” She rapped, using her hands to stress out the key parts of her introduction

“What do you think?” Woozi asked, before playing her the combination of Seungcheols and her lines for the introduction.

Jangmi showcased a satisfied smirk. She sounded good. She knew it. The contrast between Seungcheols deep and masculine ‘baksu,’ with her sassy yet scary ‘Seventeen right here’ was perfect. How, she just needed to rap her actual verse. Then she could leave this prison.

She saw Woozi lean over the controls.

“Once more. Your pronunciation wasn’t good.”

Jangmi widened her eyes in surprise.” What-What do you mean it wasn’t good?” She was gobsmacked.

“The ‘r’ wasn’t pronounced clearly.” Woozi replied in a calm, matter-of-fact tone.

Jangmi was furious. She ripped off her headphones before storming out of the recording booth, to face Woozi.

“Are you serious?” She yelled. “You can’t tell me that my English pronunciation is incorrect, when I’m from an English-speaking country.”

She glared at Bumzu, who was tightly squeezing his lips together, suppressing his laughter. “That’s like me being all like, ‘Woozi Hyung you’re Korean is shit when you speak in satori.’”

“Well, I don’t sing in satori, do I?” Woozi swirled his spinning chair around to face her, clearly not impressed with her mocking him.

Jangmi glared at him. “No, but you should. Might bring us more flavour to our songs. Something different.”

Woozi huffed. “Just rap again. Then we can get the verse done. Then this session can be done.

“It’ll never be done because you have such high standards.”

“You’ve reached them before, so you have to reach them again.”

“Lee Jihoon, I swear to god.” Jangmi stepped closer to the producer, towering over him. “Use the recording I just did.”

“Are you trying to be scary? Because it’s not working.” Jihoon stood up from his seat, standing slightly taller than his maknae.

Jangmi wished she’d wore heels to the recording.

Bumzu used this opportunity to weave himself as a wall between the vocal team leader and their maknae. “How about you guys take a break. I’ll text Seungkwan to come and record instead. Jangmi we can record your lines tonight.” He looked at his watch. “Actually we’ll record it tomorrow it’s getting late. Go back to the dorm and sleep.” He patted the hair on top of her head. “You need sleep kiddo.”

Jangmi huffed, while picking up her handbag which was slung lazily over the couch.

“It’s too late for children to be up at this hour as well” Woozi muttered underneath his breath. “They start becoming grouchy.”

She widened her eyes once again, and turned around, ready to give Woozi a piece of her mind.

Unfortunately, Bumzu took this as his opportunity to guide her out the door. “Fucking asshole” Jangmi yelled behind her back, as she was pushed out of the studio.

“Annyeonghaseyo Jangmi.”

Jangmi quickly turned around to face one of their senior staff. “Hello” She politely bowed, hoping that they hadn’t heard her crude choice of words. She felt the heat creeping up on her cheeks, and wished she had opted to wearing blush.

She quickly shuffled down the corridor into the artist lounge, where their main vocalist was watching a video on his phone.

Jangmi dramatically slumped down on the sofa, letting out an exasperated sigh.

“On a scale of 1-10, how angry did he make you?” DK asked, without looking up at her.

“A solid 8. I didn’t even get to my verse.” Jangmi groaned.

He looked up at her, in surprise. “But you were in there for more than an hour.”

“Exactly” Jangmi snarked, before realising she had been rude to their resident sunshine. “Sorry, I’m really tired.”

DK scooted closer towards her and brushed the stray baby hairs out of her eyes. “You know he only wants the best for you.”

“I know.” Jangmi sulked. “I don’t get why he has to be so mean.”

“Because he knows your potential, and he doesn’t want you to be disappointed with the final result.”

“That’s what you all tell me, every time.”

“Because it’s true.”

Jangmi rolled her eyes in agreement, before leaning on his shoulders. “Can you sit in during my session tomorrow?”

“I’m not going to tell Woozi to be nice to you.”

“But Hy-yung.” Jangmi whined.

“How about this?” DK stood up, slipping his phone into his pocket. He then reached out to pull her up as well. “We’ll go home now. Sleep your anger away and then tomorrow you can record your lines. I’ll join you, since I need to do my part again aswell.”

Jangmi cocked her head side-wards. “You got in trouble as well?”

“No. no. I think I can hit the high note higher. Jihoon hyung said it was good, but I think I can do better.” He shook his head.

Jangmi sighed, whilst standing on her tippy toes to pat his head. “You’re too hard on yourself. I consider you the best vocalist of the third generation.”

“Don’t tell Seungkwan I said that though.” She whispered the last part into his ear.

DK chuckled, whilst wrapping his arms around Jangmi’s back.

“Since you said that, I think I should treat my favourite maknae to some bubble-tea before going to bed.”

He then lowered his voice to a whisper, “don’t tell Chan.”

Next: Another Canadian (ft. The Boyz)

[darkangeldesignstudio]

Dark Horse

Sorry for the EXTREMELY long hiatus guys....its been a long road to this chapter and it was so very hard to write. The emotions got the best of me and I absolutely HATED having to cause this sort of hurt to my story babies...I love them so much and really didn't want to start down this road of hurt but it had to be done for the story to continue so I really hope you all have enjoyed this chapter. Just remember I love you all and I really appreciate all the support you have given me during my writing process and through the hard times in my life...stay tuned for the next chapter, coming soon-ish.....I promise lol.

Chapter Eleven: A Choice to Make

Warnings: Angst, Violence, Death, Attempted Rape, Strong Language, Mentions of Animal Abuse, and Eventual Smut and Fluff

Setting: Post Civil War era USA. Marvel Cowboy AU.

Preface: Your home is attacked by the Hydra gang and you are rescued by Steve, Bucky, and their group. The government agency, known as Shield, wants them captured and Hydra wants them dead. With nowhere else to go, you join their ragtag group and set out on the adventure of a lifetime. Helping those less fortunate along the way, your small group grows and so does your affection for these two rough and tumble outlaws. When the chips are down, will you all be able to escape unscathed? Or will the boot drop and leave you heartbroken and alone again?

Song:  Wake Me Up by Tommee Profitt ft Fleurie

Previous / Next

Natasha helped Clint to his feet when a very equine snort came from the woods just to the left of them, catching your attention. The beautiful silver dapple stepped nervously from the trees. His body, covered in old scars, made you gasp. The quick intake of breath caught the nervous horse’s attention and soon you were stepping up to his form as if entranced.

From the corner of your eye, you saw Clint lift a hand to stop you, but Natasha quickly stopped him. The red head only smiled and whispered to him something that had Clint nodding back. You ignored them all, focussing once more on the equine in front of you.

His skin jumped and twitched with every step you took towards him. His legs were stiff with fear. You whispered to him, telling him everything would be okay and you wouldn’t hurt him, before stopping a few feet away and reaching your hand out slowly for him to smell. It took a moment, but he eventually reached out, brushing the short hairs of his nose to the back of your hand.

You smiled at him before stroking your fingers gently over his soft nose. He nickered a little merry sound and you heard Clint’s quiet voice cut through the silence. “His name’s Arrow.” Turning back to the group you saw all the smiles on Steve and Bucky’s faces before Nat giggled. Clint only looked at her with a sly smile. “What? You expected something else?”

She huffed a little breath before smiling up at him. “Giving the fact that he’s yours? His name would have either been Arrow or Coffee.” Clint gripped his chest in mock hurt. “You wound me and only just after reuniting?”

Steve and Bucky chuckled before approaching to each take one of Clint’s arms. “How else would she show that she missed you, Clint,” Steve said with a grin. “We missed you too, buddy.”

“I missed you guys too, just don’t expect me to kiss any of you on the mouth.” The sly grin on Clint’s face, coupled with Steve and Bucky’s matching cringes made you burst into laughter.

“No wonder you and Nat fell in love so easily, you are absolutely perfect for each other.” Looking to Nat, who had joined you by Arrow’s side, you saw the sly grin spread over her face as Clint shot you a saucy wink over his shoulder.

His gaze shifted to that of his wife before a matching grin spread over his lips. “I like this girl, Nat. Can we keep her?”

Two swift smacks had Clint breaking into deep chuckles and your face growing red as Steve and Bucky scowled at their friend. “Guess she’s spoken for then?”

The two men didn’t answer Clint’s question, but their eyes met yours for a split second before their faces grew equally red as yours. Then they were whizzing Clint forward towards where you had all left the rest of the group.

Turning to Natasha, you saw her smile. “What was that about?”

She giggled. “You will have to ask them. Now, lets worry about getting this beautiful boy out of here.” She rubbed Arrow’s scarred neck, cooing to him softly as you took hold of his reins.

Walking just behind the rest of the group, your chest warmed and your mind wandered. Did they have feelings for you? Did you have feelings for them? But as a sudden chill fell over you, worry and sorrow poured in like an angry wind.

How am I supposed to choose? I care about them both and they are like brothers; I don’t want to ruin that? What am I supposed to do? They probably didn’t even mean anything by it. Yeah, they were just being protective, they couldn’t BOTH like me. I doubt even one of them thinks of me that way. 

Your thoughts rolled like a wicked storm, creating a torrential downpour of doubt and self-hatred in your heart. Lost in thought you as you were, you didn’t notice the concerned looks Natasha was giving you, or that the men had slowed with your dawdling pace until Tony’s surprised voice cut through your inner turmoil.

“What the hell is going on?! Why did you all rush off like that-” Tony’s eyes grew wide as he spied the man being supported by Bucky and Steve just ahead of you. “Wait, Clint? But, how? We thought you were dead?”

Clint just chuckled, “Thanks Tony, missed you too. Now, if you don’t mind… I could really use some coffee right about now.”

Tony smiled, happiness shining in his eyes. “You’ve got it, friend. It's good to have you back.” Turning on his heel, Tony ran back to join the others, cheering like a child and making everyone smile and laugh at his joy.

Everyone cheered and celebrated for a moment, the members of the group welcoming Clint back with fond smiles, even shy Pepper joined in, offering to help Nat with tending to Clint’s wounds while Tony and Jarvis scouted ahead for a campsite where all could rest in peace for the night.

The sun was just setting when everyone had finished setting up camps a few miles down the road. The clearing was of the smaller variety, placing everyone in closer quarters than normal, but there was no complaint as everyone was too happy with Clint’s return to worry about the space. And as Clint continued to joke and rib at everyone gathered around the campfire, you could see exactly why.

He was an honest soul. Quick to smile and laugh and joke. It was like a piece you didn’t realize was missing had fallen into place as you saw your new family glow with happiness. Jarvis’ eyes shone with glee, Natasha was relaxed, even the stoic Bruce was smiling and laughing with the rest of the group, his booming laugh filling the clearing on multiple occasions as Clint picked on Tony mercilessly. And Tony was more than happy to take it all in stride, pouring Clint a third cup of coffee even as he glared. It was good to see them this way and it filled your heart full to bursting.

That was until your eyes caught on the visage of Steve and Bucky sat side-by-side at the fire, and the thoughts of earlier rolled in your mind again. Turning back to Boda, you tried to suppress the thoughts with the soothing sound of the brush through his glossy coat, but they continued to bombard you until the soft press of a furry body against your leg caught your attention.

Looking down into the amber eyes of Soldat you saw yourself reflected there as he took your wrist gently in his teeth and tugged you back towards the fire. Realizing what he was doing you chuckled, dropping Bodaway’s brush on the ground to be collected later and allowing the young wolf-dog to pull you back towards the fire where the others sat waiting.

Soldat stood just behind Bucky, and with your wrist still clutched in his jaws, he pawed at Bucky’s hip. Bent over as you were to accommodate the dog’s height, you were eye-level with the seated man as he turned to look. His eyes were a bit shocked before shifting quickly to humor as he realized your situation and grinned widely.

Unable to help yourself, you smiled back, giggling a bit at your predicament. “It seems I have been summoned?”

Turning back to you Steve also chuckled “Yes it seems you have Y/N.”

Both men shifted apart as Soldat released your wrist, making room for you to sit between them by the fire. You hoped they wouldn’t notice the flush of your skin as you took the proffered seat, settling between their larger frames as the fire flickered warm and inviting.

“Miss Y/N, it is nice to see you again.” Clint’s voice was polite as he spoke, but his smirk screamed mischief as he asked “So, which one o-”

Nat’s hand quickly muffled his voice as either man at your side stiffened and your face became uncomfortably hot. “That’s enough of that now, darling. Don’t pick on our sweet pevun’ya. If she hadn’t encouraged us to sing… I’m unsure that we would have found you.” She brushed her hand over Clint’s cheek, caressing the bruise that marred the skin there.

Clint had informed us all of his ordeal while in Hydra’s clutches on the way to the campsite. He had fared little better than Bucky had by the telling of it. Hydra was nefarious but apparently not infallible. Clint had told us of his escape, running while an ongoing raid distracted them. He had stolen his Handler’s horse to escape, but had failed to save the two others held captive with him. Apparently, they were moved the night before without Clint’s notice, which was surprising since almost nothing got past his keen eyes.

Those sharp eyes connected with your own, pulling you out of the memory of a few hours ago. “So, another songbird is she?” His smile eased the bit of worry that those hawk-like eyes instilled in you. “Thank you, Y/N. For bringing me back to my family, I could never be more thankful. Maybe one day soon, I could share a song of my own with you, songbird that my wife says you are.”

You smiled in glee. The prospect of hearing another song in such a brief period was exciting. “You would really do that?” His nod of affirmation had you giggling like a child, causing the others to chuckle. “I’m so excited, Nat told me you used to sing and play for everyone. I’d be happy to hear it all myself.”

Chuckling, Clint’s cheeks heated a bit with the praise. “Ah shucks… well it may take a while, but as soon as I get a new guitar, I’ll be sure to play something for you little lady.”

Nat stiffened in her seat, causing Clint to look at her in concern. She only smiled before jumping to her feet. “Hold that thought, darling. I will be right back.” Giving him a smacking kiss on the lips, she bolted back towards the wagons and disappeared for a moment where only the sounds of rummaging and cursing could be heard.

“What has gotten into her?” Clint asked, looking back to the rest of us. Everyone shrugged, unable to give him the answers he was seeking when a shout of girlish glee caught pulled our attention back to the wagon Natasha had disappeared into.

She emerged, holding a dusty guitar, causing a strangled sound to burst from Clint’s throat. “Where did you find that? I thought it was gone forever.”

She smiled at him, taking back her seat at his side and handing the beat up guitar back to him. “I found it a few days after your capture, went back to look for you and this was all that was left. The strings were broken and the neck was cracked, but I couldn’t get rid of it. So, I fixed it up and kept it safe. I’m glad you will play it again soon, my love.”

Clint was not so proud as to hide his tears as he pulled Natasha to him and kissed her full on the mouth. The group cheered, loud hoops and hollers filling the night sky as the stars twinkled above us. Nat and Clint stayed huddled together, shoulder to shoulder as the rest of the group told light hearted stories, filling Clint in on all the adventures they had had in his absence, giving the man a moment to calm himself again.

When Nat finally asked if he was felt like playing for the group, Clint respectfully declined as he was exhausted and unwilling to take his arm from around his wife’s shoulder. No doubt worried that if he let go, she might disappear.

Looking shyly to the man in question, you asked if he would allow you to take up his guitar and play for everyone. The night sky was calling you to play out your emotions of the day. It had been a long while since picking up this instrument, but with Clint’s encouragement and the first brush of your fingers over the strings, it all came rushing back to you.

The song that first came to mind was one your mother used to play for you. It was sad but fit with the emotions of the day. The soothing tone and soft lyrics full of love soon lulled the others into sleep. Many took the opportunity to lie awake in their respective tents or bedrolls as the melodic notes brought them into the oblivion of sleep.

Looking back up to where Clint and Natasha sat, you noticed the red head asleep in her husband’s embrace as he stared down at her with love and adoration in his eyes. It was very clear how much they meant to each other and it made the longing in your own heart grow, especially as Clint, tired as he was, picked up his sleeping wife and carried her to their tent, mouthing a silent thank you to you as he passed.

Reaching the end of the song, you glanced around and noticed that the only person still awake was Bucky. He was seated on his bedroll a few feet from the fire, just watching you with a small smile. Beside him, Steve was sleeping on his own bedroll. You could feel his eyes following you across the campsite as you returned the guitar to the wagon.

Turning to go to your own bedroll, feeling relaxed and happy to sleep beneath the stars, you stopped in your tracks as you watch Bucky’s large frame approaching your resting place. It only takes a few strides for him to reach you with the compact space of the clearing you are all sharing. There was a glint of determination in his gaze as he stood in front of you. You breathe deep, taking in the faint smell of him as he reaches out and pulls you into his chest.

You are too shocked to make more than a slight squeak of sound and soon your mind is swimming and your face is becoming heated with his closeness as he holds you to him. The memory of the last time you stood this way - on that icy porch in the mountains - flashed through your mind and you wonder if it was that moment that changed everything? But you are pulled from your thoughts as his deep voice rumbles from his chest with a quiet “thank you” as his soft lips whisper across the skin of your forehead in a chaste kiss. Taking a step back, he smiles down at you before going back to his bedroll and falling asleep.

You stood there for a moment more, touching the place that he kissed lightly with disbelief before quickly making your way to your own bedroll by the dwindling warmth of the fire.

Staring into the flames you watched as they die, but the warmth in your cheeks refused to part along with its warmth. Your mind was awash with confusion and soon swirled with sadness and anger as sleep evaded you.

What the hell is going on? Why do I have to feel this way? Is it too much to ask for the world to not be so cruel? I wanted to love. I wanted to be important to someone, but why? Turning to stare into the stars, you feel the tears sliding down your cheeks and into your hair. Why do I have to choose? I love them both and if I make that choice, to love one over the other, I will only break us all. Please, someone help me. Send me a sign. I do not want it to end this way.

[mirkwoodshewolf]

Lessons from Ben Cardy; Ben Hardy x reader ft. Joe Mazzello

*Author’s note*

Hey guys well this idea had been buzzing around in my head for months. I kid you not months on end since a certain video of when Joe Mazzello not only did the Ben Cardy but also included the real Ben Hardy himself. So I decided to do this little fic since I managed to FINALLY get some free time in my hectic schedule but this will be the last update for awhile cause I’ve got a convention this weekend, my sister’s wedding the next weekend and then finals the following week but hopefully by the summer I’ll be back to do tons more updates and work on those requests to the anons who sent them back during my winter break. I PROMISE!!!

So in the fic you will literally find no warnings just PURE FLUFF AND GOOEYNESS OF MORE FLUFF!!! Hope you all love this cause I sure as heck enjoyed writing it :)

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The sun peered in through my curtains of my bedroom.  I let out a groan and turned to the side of my bed and saw the infamous cutout of Ben Hardy laying on my bed.

“Oh Joe I’m gonna kill you!” I hissed under my breath.  I shot out of bed and grabbed the cardboard and trudged out of my room and banged on Joe’s room and cried out, “Joseph Mazzello III you get your ass out here right now!!” The door soon opened and as soon as Joe saw me with Cardboard Ben he said.

“Whoa (y/n) long night?”

“Shut up you little shit! I know you implanted this thing in my bed.” He gasped and took the cutout back and said as he stroked it’s head.

“How dare you? She didn’t mean that Benjamin. She’s just cranky in the mornings, you’ll get used to it.”  I shook my head at him and said.

“Joey, it’s a piece of cardboard that looks like him.”

“You’re hurting your boyfriend’s feelings (y/n)!”

God how I’ve put up with Joe Mazzello after all these years I’ll never know, but again my life would’ve been boring without him.  As a kid while most girls wanted to be pop stars, princesses or movie stars, I had an interest in fashion.  By the time I was in high school, I got involved with my school’s theatre department and always got involved with the costume department.

In college I majored in fashion and got an internship at the best shopping centers in New York City.  Soon my works got viewed by magazines and Hollywood that I had actually been offered to do the costumes for an upcoming B movie.  I worked my way up until finally I was called up by Steven Spielberg himself to do the costume work for his and Tom Hank’s new project “The Pacific”.

I think that out of any decade that I would say would be my favorite is the 1940’s just because of the simplicity of their fabric and designs.  Plus I’m a sucker for a man in Marine uniforms.  And it was through The Pacific that I met and became friends with both Joe Mazzello and Rami Malek.

Every day with those two was an adventure and full of laughter and stories.  Joe had told me how he worked with Stephen back when he was a kid for Jurassic Park, of course me being me I freaked out because I practically grew up on that movie and watched it religiously. 

Even after the show wrapped, I kept in contact with both Joe and Rami and I soon got involved with bigger film projects, hell if you’ve seen Guardians of the Galaxy, I helped design the Ravagers, Gamora’s, Ronin’s and Nebula’s costumes.  Then one day I was on break after doing the 2nd GOTG movie, I had gotten a call from Graham King the Producer of a new Queen biopic that he was planning to do and asked to see me.

I agreed because this was a once in a lifetime opportunity.  Along with the 1940’s, I always loved the outfits that the actual band members of Queen wore.  They just gradually changed with the era and it was just amazing to see them evolve with it.  I met with Graham, even got to meet with Brian May and Roger Taylor themselves and they were impressed with my work and happily welcomed me on board as the head costume designer.

So I flew out to England to where we would be filming and as I was getting myself set up, I actually gotten a big surprise that day.  I was at my station pulling out and organizing all my sketch books and labeled to which band member would be in which book, when suddenly I felt something tickle my waist.

I let out an almost inhuman shriek and when I turned around I saw two very familiar faces.  It was Rami and Joe.  I gasped and let out a cheer as I hugged Rami who was closest to me.  He picked me up and spun me around laughing joyously before setting me down when Joe piped in.

“Oh I see how it is (n/n) good to know where your loyalties lie.”

“Shut up you little shit and get over here and hug me.” I had told him.  He then picked me up and spun me just like Rami did. They told me that they had gotten the led roles as Freddie Mercury and John Deacon respectively, and when I told them I would be the head designer for the project, they were so happy for me just as happy as I was for them.

The three musketeers reunited at last.

As the filming went on, I also got to get close with the two other gentlemen playing Roger and Brian.  Gwilym and I had a lot in common in favorite authors and plays since I had done some Broadway work before being signed up onto Hollywood, and Ben…..

Ahh Ben Hardy.  That loveable man.  I mean it was hard to not get along with Ben, he was sweet, kind-hearted, a great listener, and had a great personality. And it seemed that the more time I got to spend time with Ben, the more my feelings began to develop for him.  And of course with Roger’s well-known wardrobe choice, it made it so hard to stop a blush from beaming on my face, especially when it was an outfit where it would show his chest.

Of course Joey being Joey knew immediately of my little crush on Ben and every day would tease me about it while in his John Deacon get up, either dropping the accent or using it.

After filming ended and I went back to the states, Joe had actually invited me to stay with him for a while.  Since living in New York was so expensive, he offered for me to stay in his home.  He says it was because he missed his ‘bestest friend in the whole wide world’ and wanted to spend time with me, but I think he just wants more opportunity to torment about my feelings for a certain blonde Brit.  He even went as far as to buy a cardboard cutout of said Brit and bringing it back after the press tour in Tokyo.

Of course he spread the ‘Ben Cardy’ all over Instagram and the fans were going nuts over it.  After having to do two big projects back to back I’ve decided to take a year off work so I guess it’s good that Joe offered me to come live with him, cause if I hadn’t I’d probably be evicted out of my apartment.

Now back to the present, I rolled my eyes and muttered.

“You’re so annoying.”

“Aww you know you love me.”

“Do I know that?” I teased as I headed to the kitchen.  As I got me a bowl of Coco-Puffs, Joe came into the kitchen and said.

“C’mon (n/n), why can’t you just say?”

“Say what?”

“You love Ben.” I dropped my spoon into the bowl and said.

“Why must you be so nosy about my love-life Joey?”

“Because I want my two best friends to get together and name me the godfather of their future children.” I shook my head at him and that’s when he said, “But seriously (y/n), you’ve been pining over Ben since the start of filming. Anytime he was even mentioned you’d blush like a lobster.”

“But Joe…..even if I did confess, you know that I’d…..how would I go about being a good girlfriend? This is whole new territory for me. And I’m ashamed.”  I felt Joe come up behind me and wrap his arms around me, hugging me from behind. 

Yeah it’s true. In my 26 years of living, never once did I have a boyfriend.  It just seemed that no guy ever wanted to go out with me, meanwhile all my friends were losing their V cards by the time they were 16.  Then I guess I got so involved with my growing career that I just didn’t want to go into the dating scene.

“There’s no need to be ashamed (y/n). You just needed the right partner. And I think Ben’s that partner. He’s your lobster.”

“Did you really just quote Phoebe Buffay?”

“Damn right I did. Wait here for a second.”

“Oh my god Joe can’t it wait till I have my cereal first?”

“Nope!”

“Ugh! Then you owe me breakfast for this when it gets soggy.” It was then Joe came back with Cardboard Ben in tow.  “No, no, no! I’m not practicing with a cardboard cutout of him!”

“Too late chickadee, now come into the living room and sit on the couch next to dear old Benjamin.” I groaned but followed his order and sat down a couple inches away from where Joe had Cardboard Ben sitting.

“I can’t believe you’re making me do this.”

“Trust me it’ll help you for when the real day comes. Now talk to him.” Joe ducked down behind the arm of the couch but kept Ben adjusted.  I faced Ben and said.

“Hey Ben,”

“Yes love what is it?” Joe spoke, mimicking Ben’s accent and that’s when I broke and said.

“Gah I can’t do this Joe!”

“Yes you can, pretend I’m not here keep going you’re doing great.” He said as he peeked his head out from the couch.

“Joe—”

“Don’t chicken out you wuss!” He demanded which led me to sigh heavily.  “Ben?”

“Yes darling?”

“There’s—well I have uhh……lately I…..”

“It’s okay (y/n), you can tell me, you know I’d never laugh at you.” I looked up at the cutout and could almost swear that it really was Ben speaking to me.  I took a deep breath in before exhaling out.

“Imighthaveharboredacrushonyousincefilmingstarted.” I rushed out.

“Love I couldn’t understand you, what was that?”

“I…..might have….harbored…..a crush on you Ben. No I—I like you Ben. I mean really, really, really like you.” I felt my face burning up and that’s when Joe spoke up in Ben’s accent.

“Wow (y/n) I’m honored that you feel that way about me,” oh god why did I feel like there was a but coming in. “But,” I knew it. “I unfortunately have another waiting for me.” I lowered my head when I heard Joe say, “A strong, handsome brunette man with an American accent, not Welsh of course. He’s the man of my dreams.”

“Joey!” I whined out.

“Sorry I had to. Gwilym and Ben are having their little buddy-bromance story all over Instagram and I’ve gotta do better.” He said as he got up from behind the couch.

“Nice to know your relationship with Ben is more important than mine.” I snapped at him. I felt Joe sit beside me and wrap an arm around me and he said.

“I’m sorry, but you know Ben will love you. I mean how can someone not fall in love with someone like you? From day one since Rami and I met you all those years ago, we knew you were someone special. You’re smart, you’re beautiful, the youngest and most fashionable fashionista that I know. And if Ben can’t see that, then he’s a dick.” I felt Joe tuck a strand of hair behind my ear and I smiled softly.

“Thanks Joey, what would I do without you?”

“Be all depressed and focused solely on your work.” I slapped his arm making him cry out in pain and collapse onto the floor crying in pain in such a dramatic way.

“That didn’t hurt.”

“Yes it did, you’re so mean!”

“Oh get up yah big baby.” I pulled him up and that’s when I was suddenly thrown over his shoulder like a sack of flower. “Gah Joe put me down!”

“Nah I don’t think I want to.” He then spun around and I gripped onto the back of his shirt tightly and said.

“Joseph Mazzello I swear I’ll hurl all over you if you don’t put me down right now!” He set me down and I adjusted myself trying to make myself more presentable. “Remember you owe me breakfast now because I’m betting you $20 that my cereal’s gone bad.”

“Fine lets head over to Dunkin Doughnuts and get us something and I’ll even throw in a Starbuck for you.” He said as he extended his hand out.

“Deal.” We shook on it and then went to our rooms to get dressed and head on out. 

A week later, the BoRhap cast was back together for a little reunion just before the award seasons start.  We all decided to head to the best karaoke bar this side of New York had.  We reserved our table and ordered our meal and looked through the song book to see what kind of songs they were allowing.

“Oh guys check this out they have an entire section of Queen songs.” Gwilym said.

“Ohh what all do they have?” asked Lucy.

“They’ve got pretty much everything.” He answered.

“All except Bohemian Rhapsody.” I replied.

“Aww why don’t they have it?” whine Lu.

“I think I read somewhere the reason they banned it was because last time a group of guys tried it, a fight broke out as a drunk man tried to stop it and the person who was the front man started a fight with the guy. But then again it could also be because they don’t allow six minute songs.”

“Well I pity their wives if they think six minutes is forever.” Answered Rami.  We all laughed and the inside joke and Joe and I high fived Rami for speaking up about that.

As the night got late, some of us like me were a little tipsy while others were completely wasted e.g. Joe.  Joe had just gotten done singing “Purple Rain” by Prince and of course he dedicated it to Ben.  I couldn’t help but film the whole performance and hearing him screech out the lyrics, it was hilarious and now I had some blackmail on him because during one point of the song, he had actually tripped on the wire of the mic but still kept singing.

Lucy and I did a duet of Rick Springfield’s “Jessie’s girl” I sang a couple lyrics of the first verse before she finished and we both did the chorus together.  Jumping up and down to the beat and leaning up against each other and then we’d flip roles for the next verse and it continued to that formula. 

As Alan was singing “Love of my life” to his lovely wife, I was sitting at the bar getting my next drink when I heard Ben’s voice say.

“Wonderful performance up there.”

“Please it was all liquid courage. I hadn’t done karaoke in years. In fact ‘Somebody to love’ was my first Queen karaoke song back in what was it—middle school? No High school, no wait definitely middle school cause I had a bunch of kids looking at me weird because they had no idea who it was that I was singing to.”

“Seemed your middle school was clearly uneducated in the music department.”

“Tell me about it. All they listened to was their rap music.” Ben laughed softly and there was a bit of silence between us till he finally spoke up.

“Do you remember during the second week of shooting, the day Joe dared me to try and dip him?” I laughed and said.

“How could I possibly forget that?”

*Flashback*

I had just gotten Joe’s jacket on him for the scene where Freddie tries to reconcile with the band in Miami’s office.

“Thanks (n/n) you’re the best.”

“Anytime Joey.” I walked out of the set and watched from behind the camera as the boys ran their lines.  But for some reason one of the records that hung up from the wall kept falling down.  I was surprised that no one had broken character cause I was about to die laughing.

It was then Graham decided to call a break while they tried to fix the falling record.

“Hey Ben, I wanna try something!” Joe cried out.

“What is it Joe?”

“Dip me.”

“What?”

“Dip me, you know the dance dip. I’ve never been on the dipping end of it and I want to try it.”

“And why must it be me to dip you? Why not Rami or Gwil?”

“Rami’s too deep in character and Gwil’s twiggy arms might break.”

“Thanks mate.” Gwilym pipped in sarcastically.

“C’mon Benny please, just this once.”

“Alright, alright come here then.” And it was there that Ben took Joe in his arms, wrapped one arm around him and bent him backwards. Joe let out a playful swoon.

“Ohh Benjamin you’re such a divine dancer.” I rolled my eyes at him as he looked straight at me when he said those words. As Ben lifted Joe up it was then Gwil said.

“Wait, I’ve got a better idea to make this a bit more interesting.” It was then he grabbed an apple from the concession stand and held it up.

“No, no, no that’s too much!”

“Aww c’mon Joe it’s no different than a rose.” I teased him.

“No because he’ll just focus on the apple and drop me on my head!”

“Mate I promise I won’t drop you.” Ben assured him.

“You promise?” Joe asked skeptically.

“I swear it.” Ben vowed.  Joe turned to Gwil who still held the apple.  His brow quirked up as he extended his arm out to Joe and Joey took the apple and placed it in his mouth and got back to position one with Ben.

With our phones, Gwil and I took pics of the progression and once Ben took hold of the apple, he set Joe back up before taking the apple out of his mouth.

“Please tell me we got some good shots of that?” proclaimed Joe.

“I got you.” I proclaimed as I handed him my phone and he browsed through the pics.

“Send those to me.” I gave him a thumbs up and that’s when I heard him say, “Okay your turn.”

“Wait what?”

“Go on it’s your turn to be dipped by Ben Hardy.”

“Joe that’s really not necessary—”

“If I can do it, then so can you. Hey Ben care to take on a new partner?” I was then shoved towards Ben who steadied me.  I looked at Joe who gestured for us to get on with it. I turned to Ben and he said as he took my hand in his.

“I promise not to drop you (y/n).” My heart raced as I stared at Ben’s face.  Even with the famed “Roger Taylor” shades blocking his green eyes from my view, it still made him look absolutely handsome.  And the shoulder length blonde wig (although I do wish they had given him the same hairstyle Roger did have during this time, I saw a quick glimpse of it from an album cover they recreated and he looked handsome with the mullet look Roger had at the time). I gulped and nodded to Ben as I tried to calm myself down but that’s when Joe proclaimed.

“Wait! Wait I’ve got a better idea!” He then went over to one of the flower pot props and pulled out one of the fake flowers and held it out.

“No! No, and no Joe! Absolutely not!” I proclaimed.

“Aww c’mon (n/n), it’s no different than an apple.” He reversed my words and threw them right back in my face.  He grinned at me wagging the flower in front of me.

“I could strangle you right now.” I grumbled.

“I’d still haunt you in the afterlife dearie.” He mocked. I growled and took the flower and placed the stem between my teeth.  Oh god I can’t believe I’m doing this; god Joe is always a little shit and I swear he’s going to—

Oh, oh my god here we go Ben’s dipping me. Wow he has such a strong grip.  Not even some of my old friends could dip me like this without complaining.  Feeling his hand sprawled out along my back and his hand gently gripping mine made my stomach churn and my heart jump from my chest to my stomach.

I then saw him lean closer towards me to grab the flower. ‘Oh my god he’s leaning forward to grab the flower from my mouth.  Oh shit c’mon (y/n) just be cool, keep calm keep calm!’

As he reached for the flower, I could feel just a graze of the blonde wig tickle my cheeks and soon I was no longer holding the flower but Ben was as it lay there between his teeth and he gently set me up right. Even after bringing me back right-side-up, he forgot to let go of my waist.  The two of us looking at each other but it was soon broken by Joe’s voice.

“Okay that was hot I’ll admit that.”

“Too pure and yet passionately erotic.” Stated Gwilym.

“Okay guys we’ve got everything reset. Hopefully that record will stay for the take. Let’s wrap this scene up.” Graham called out.  It was then the guys left to go back into Miami’s office set.  Ben handed me the flower and I took it as he walked passed me.

“That boy has some skills even I didn’t have, I’ll admit that.” I jumped and turned to see Roger standing behind me.

“God Roger no wonder why Brian hates it whenever you sneak up on him like that. You’re like a freakin cat, we’ve gotta get you a bell or something.”

“That would ruin my look, so when will you finally admit it to yourself darling?” I turned to the legendary drummer and said.

“I’ve got nothing to say. Ben and I are just good friends, that’s all. Strictly platonic.”

“Uh-huh sure keep telling yourself that, love. But I can tell you this, he definitely doesn’t shut up about you. Always asking me for advice on how to woo you into his arms.”

“No he doesn’t.”

“Give yourself more credit dear, you’re a beautiful young woman. Hell if I was 50 years younger I’d definitely try to ask you out.” I laughed and said as I turned to face the old drummer.

“I’m flattered Roger, really I am. But from what I’ve heard he just got out of a nine year relationship. And I doubt he’d rebound to someone like me.”

“(Y/n) we need some help! One of the newbies screwed up the measurements for Freddie’s officer uniform!” I heard one of my assistants call out to me.

“Duty calls, see yah later Rog.” I then rushed over to help re-measure the uniform and re-worked on it just before Rami had to get into costuming with it in.

*End of flashback*

“That was probably the most interesting day on set.” I admitted.

“Yeah, but it was also one of my favorites.” He said.

“Because you and Joe got to make the fandom go crazy over the Hardzello shipping?”

“Well partly.” I looked up and saw that he had moved a little closer to me.  His arm was placed around the bar behind me, if he wanted he could’ve placed his arm around me and pulled me close to him but he didn’t.  “Truthfully (y/n) I never thought that I’d get the courage to do this but I might as well do it now while I still got the nerve.”

“What? Ben I’m confused what are you talking—”

“I love you.” At that point my heart stopped.  “I’ve been in love with you since the day I got to know you. I mean Rami and Joe have told Gwil and I loads of stories about you, but getting to actually know you face to face. Their stories don’t do you justice at all.”

“Ben you’re drunk you don’t know…..”

“No I do. I’m still sober enough to know what it is that I want. And what I want is you. To hold you, to kiss you, to make you breakfast in bed. I love you (y/n) (l/n).” I swallowed and lowered my head feeling the tears in my eyes.  “You don’t feel the same way do you?”

“No, no Ben it’s not that. Hell even Roger himself saw how crazy I was about you. I love you too Ben it’s just—” I sighed heavily and lowered my head in shame.

“What?” I felt his index finger and thumb raise my chin up so that I was forced to look into his hypnotic green eyes. “What is it love?”

“You and your ex were together for almost a decade. Meanwhile I’ve never once had a boyfriend in my over two decades of living. Hell I’ve never even kissed anyone. I feel like such a loser and you shouldn’t be exposed to someone with no experience in the dating spectrum.”

“I’m not looking for experience (y/n). It doesn’t matter to me whether you’ve had a relationship in the past or not, all I want is you.” His forehead touched mine and I almost collapsed to my knees right then and there.  “And I’d be honored to be your first everything. Now and in the future to come.”

I smiled happily and allowed a few tears to slip down my face but they were immediately caught by Ben’s thumbs as he wiped them away as he said.

“I love you (y/n).”

“I love you too Ben.” He leaned in closer toward my face, his nose brushing against mine. His lips faintly grazing mine as he whispered.

“May I kiss you love?”

“What if I screw it up?” I couldn’t stop myself from blurting out.

“Don’t think of it, just do what your heart tells you to do, okay?” He looked directly into my eyes and I tried to calm myself down before nodding.  Ben’s lips once again grazed over mine with the lightest of pressures until finally he kissed me.

My stomach exploded into knots and mad moths, I felt this tingle shoot up my spine and my toes curled as I just went for it.  I wrapped an arm around his neck, stroking my fingers through his sleeked, blonde hair.  After giving me one final peck he muttered.

“How was that?”

“Is it normal to feel like your stomach’s going to just explode when you have your first kiss?” Ben softly chuckled and said.

“Yeah. Cause I felt it just now.” I smiled and that’s when Ben kissed me again.

This time the kiss had a little more passion to it as I felt one arm wrap around my waist bringing me as physically close to him as possible, while his other hand cupped the side of my face stroking my cheek with his thumb.

“YAAAAAAASSSSSSSSS BENJAMIN!!!!” We heard the drunk scream of Joe scream out into the microphone. “IT’S ABOUT DAMN TIME YOU TWO GOT TOGETHER!! DO YOU KNOW HOW LONG I’VE BEEN KEEPING THIS SECRET OF YOUR BOTH!?! FOR FUCKING EVER!!!” Ben and I looked to Joe and he said to him.

“You happy now Joe?”

“Just know this Benjamin Jones. You break my girl’s heart, I’ll kick your ass so hard, you’ll be as flat as Ben Cardy. At least he treats her well.” Ben turned to me and I explained.

“He’s been putting your cutout in my bed for the past several weeks. He even had me practice confessing my feelings for you by practicing with him.”

“But let me assure you something darling,” he cupped my face with both his hands and leaned towards my ear and whispered huskily, “Cardboard Ben will never be able to dip you like I can.” Suddenly I was dipped just like on the second week of shooting.  I let out a series of giggles as Ben leaned forward and kissed me doing that famous kiss dip pose.

*Extended ending*

I rubbed my eyes and stretched my arms out before turning to my right and felt the familiar piece of cardboard lying beside me.  My eyes shot open and I let out a groan as I muttered.

“Oh you’ve gotta be kidding me.” I clicked my tongue once before saying to Cardboard Ben, “Hi, yeah hi, yes. I know you always gotta come back here. But listen up okay, you listen to me mister.” I pointed to him.  “I get it, okay I know you must feel some kind of physical chemistry for me, for whatever reason and we’re only human…..Well I’m only human. But this can’t happen anymore, okay? I’m sorry, goodbye.” I turned to my left and that’s where the real Ben Hardy was lying.

Both his hands resting behind his head, the top of my head just barely grazing his strong bicep.

“Oh my god—” I squeaked out.

“Hey baby girl.” He cooed out.

“Hi.” I said bashfully.  I hummed awkwardly before saying, “You good?”

“Yeah I’m great.” He said as he pulled me closer to him, my head now resting on his chest.  I felt my face heat up and I’m pretty sure I was blushing as red as a lobster if not a rose right about now.

“Good.” I squeaked out.  Ben kissed my forehead and hummed as his nose stayed at the crown of my head.  “Uhh Ben,”

“Hmm?”

“What about umm…..” I gestured towards Cardy B. Ben looked at the cardboard cutout of himself and said.

“Sorry mate, she’s taken.” It was then reached over and flung Cardy Ben out of the bed.  I looked up at him and he looked down at me.  I grabbed the top of the sheets and as Ben bit his lip, I pulled the sheet over us covering us from view and that’s when we heard Joe say.

“Did you have to fling him off the bed?”

“He was eyeing her for too long.” Said Ben as he pulled me closer to him and we kissed each other.

“Alright keep it PG you two.”

“You started this Joe, and now you must suffer by letting it run its course!” I cried out.  Ben and I then began to ruffle the sheets making it seem like we were fooling around as I let out a few lustful moans.

“Augh gross! I’m not continuing with this anymore!” We then heard the door shut and both Ben and I poked our heads out from the blanket and I said,

“Think he bought it?”

“Well one way to find out.” He pulled me close to him and I felt his face bury into my neck.  I giggled as he began to kiss up and down my neck.

“Ben…..that tickles!”

“Oh really? Does it tickle when I do this?” I then felt his fingers dig into my sides which made me squirm even more.  He got on top of me still continuing his ticklish assault as I begged him to stop while trying to shove his hands away from my sides.  He ceased his attack and said with a grin, “Say please.”

“Please.”

“Now say uncle.”

“Uncle.” I giggled out.  He smiled down at me before capturing my lips with his in a soft and loving kiss.  I wrapped my arms around his neck bringing him closer.  

Our kiss got deeper and more passionate until the need for air became a problem. As we separated, we stared into each other’s eyes and I said breathlessly.

“How did I ever get so lucky?”

“I should be asking you that my love.” He kissed my brow and lay back down on his back. I crawled up onto his chest and lay my head over his heart while his arms wrapped around me and I felt his hand stroke down my hair.  I felt him kiss the crown of my head and I heard him humming “Somebody to love” I smiled and said.

“You know that’s Joe’s song right?”

“Yeah, but it’s also your song. You did say that Somebody to love was the first Queen song you sang at your school’s karaoke.”

“How do you remember that? We were drunk when I confessed that.”

“Even shitfaced I’d still remember what you’d say.” I awed at him and nuzzled into his chest and felt him kiss my head again.  “I love you (y/n).”

“I love you too Ben.” We pecked each other’s lips gingerly and just stayed in bed for the rest of the day cuddling, watching Netflix and of course Ben had to start another tickle fight the sneaky bastard.

But I’m happy to finally say that all because of getting lessons from a cardboard cutout and the persistence of a true friend, I finally got the man of my dreams.

[ahumanintraining]

sign out (ch. 3 of “follow up”)   a shallura modern era hospital au ft. dr. allura and patient shiro  [link to ao3]

— notes: and yes here is the allura pov chapter that you all have been waiting so patiently for. (and yes, happy shallura day! i say this two days late but we all know that every day is shallura day anyway)

chapter three: sign out

Allura almost squeals.

But fortunately, she’s able to hold it all in until she’s absolutely certain that the phone call ended.

Then she thrusts her face into a pillow and makes the strangest sound she’s come out of her mouth since she matched into residency.  

Today had been a complete series of emotional chess, starting from the moment she walked in to see him, not at all expecting the patient with the uncomplicated right distal radius fracture in bed 24 was going to be an ultra-cute man with the shyest smile and the most curious streak of white hair over his forehead.

She was caught so off guard she almost couldn’t even appropriately perform the final physical exam to discharge him. His gaze was so intense and he had such an entrapping calm demeanor that made her forget about the hustle and the bustle of the emergency department behind the curtain. If talking to him to recap his injury history wasn’t already making her trip over her words, she absolutely stuttered as she told him the physical exam findings, close enough to smell the light cologne wafting from his skin and see the light stubble over his jaw — honestly thank god none of the nurses or technicians were also present in the room because without doubt they would have dragged her about it in the break room if they had witnessed her.

If she wasn’t wrong in reading him, she took a chance on his fast heartbeat, his jagged breath, and the light blush over his cheeks and gave him all the hints that she was absolutely interested in seeing him again outside of the hospital context.

It was a huge risk — she worried that maybe he was just embarrassed about the whole situation or about his entire story falling off the monkey bars, which actually wasn’t all that ridiculous when it came to the emergency room. Not to mention, when she gave him her number, she was technically still overseeing his health care so it was a little weird in the doctor-patient relationship.

But it was fine, right? Technically she just gave him her business card, which she has done to patients she wanted to follow up even beyond the emergency room because of the complexity of their case.

This would just be another someone she wanted to follow up with. Well, maybe not for the same reasons, but…

She groans, pressing her face into the pillow again, remembering how she circled her cell number and even winked at him — so stupidly embarrassing!

How could she have just put herself out there like that so obviously? What if she just read all the signs wrong and completely misinterpreted?

Of course, now that he had actually called her back, she supposes she made the right decision after all.

She — Allura Altea, three years an attending at Olkarian General with her ass still deep in government federal student debt — had a date.

Or something. He did mention he wanted to “at least return the thanks.”

She doesn’t know. It’s unclear.

Regardless, she was going to get to see him again. She giggles to herself again, uncharacteristically giddy with excitement. She throws aside her pillow and reaches again for her agenda book, looking at the Thursday column. She raises her pen point just below her 6 PM shift, twirling her pen a few times to consider what to write.

“8 pm – DATE!!!!!” is too embarrassing even for her to look at — and then what would happen if she opened her book and one of her other colleagues happened to see the colorful all-caps? She’d never hear the end of it.

“8 pm – Date” doesn’t look right either. And moreover, what if it wasn’t even a date? What if he was just trying to be polite? Although… he did ask for dinner, not lunch. Or at least, he did at first…

She shakes her head to herself. Focus, she tells herself.

Maybe “8 pm – Takashi” would be most appropriate. She writes it in but then frowns when re-reading it.

This makes him seem like a consult call or some kind of referral. Maybe she can doodle in something to make it look more friendly…

Before she knows it, she scribbles a small heart next to him — and immediately regrets it. She scratches it out, but then finds that she ends up just coloring in the heart, making now a very clear and very solid heart next to his name.

“Oh my god, what am I? A high schooler? I’m 33 going on 14.” she moans out loud, flopping back onto her hardwood floor, casting her agenda book to the side.

Hearing her distress, her cat mewls, jumping down from the windowsill and climbing on top of her.

“I know. I must be so annoying to deal with right now, huh, Blue?” she mumbles, lifting her cat off her stomach and rolling onto her side to curl around her.

Allura lays there for a long time, replaying the last hour in her head, regretting lots of things she said. What was she thinking?

Oh, yeah, pull rehearsed statements out like ‘I appreciate you taking the time to call me’ or ‘I really like to hear how my patients are doing.’ For sure, yeah, that’ll really tell him that she’s interested in him as more than just a patient.

And then telling him that Thursday evening would work perfectly because she didn’t have anywhere to be the next day? What was she trying to say?

“I’m such an idiot,” she tells Blue.

But Blue is tired of cuddling and of hearing her shit, gingerly stepping out of Allura’s reach. Allura frowns, watching Blue take residence in a solitary corner, before subsequently doing the splits and starting to lick its hindlegs clean. Allura sighs. Her eyes trail back to her phone, strewn a few feet away, and she crawls over to it, scrolling hesitantly over the last message in her voicemail and looking at his familiar set of unfamiliar numbers.

Is it too optimistic for her to save his number into her phone? Probably. Allura knows better than anyone that romance does not work out the way it does for princesses in fairy tales, no matter how sure a princess thinks she’s found her paladin.

She bites her lip, and then pokes her screen to play his voicemail again, pressing her phone close to her ear. She smiles, hearing the croak in his voice as he starts talking.

Um… it’s Takashi Shirogane. I was your patient the other day. I guess I was just giving you a follow up call. Thanks for everything. Hear from you soon.

Such a short message. Barely a full ten seconds. It’s not nearly long enough. She plays it again, listening again for that beginning rumble of his voice when he first opens his mouth.

Takashi Shirogane.

She repeats his name to herself softly. She loves the light r of his last name, and how he says it in a gentle flutter. She hopes that she pronounced his name in exactly the same way during their last call, but she knows better than anyone else that her language skills are actually horrid and for as much as her dear father really tried to get her fluent in Spanish and French, she had no chance with the small amount of patience she had and the little tenacity she had to study anything but medicine.

She catches herself with a stupid smile over her face again, and she shakes herself out of lovesickness.

This is ridiculous. She hasn’t felt this way in such a long time.

She checks the time. It’s close to the time she needed to get herself into bed, so she showers, brushes her teeth, and crawls into bed after downing a few extra gulps of water to hit her daily hydration goal.

But it’s pointless. She doesn’t sleep at all, lying in bed well past her bedtime, dreaming of cute smiles and soft hellos.

The next couple of days is so mundane that when Thursday approaches, she almost completely forgets about the “8 pm – Takashi” line in her agenda until she opens her book in front of Dr. Coran Hieronymus Wimbleton Smythe, aka the chief of emergency medicine, and sees the crime-implicating solid heart.

Her eyes freeze on seeing the reminder, and she instinctively presses the pages against her chest.

“So, we’ll have our monthly department meeting on the twenty-third next month instead of the twenty-fifth as usual. Are you on shift that day?” Coran asks, scrolling through his phone, not seeming to notice her flushing and sudden protectiveness of her agenda book.

Cautiously, she flips a few pages forward, seeing a night shift on said date. “I should be off my 7 to 7 by then,” she says. “Meeting still at 7 am?”

“Yeah,” he affirms. “Lots of quality statistics to discuss, so try not to be late.”

“You implying I have some improvements to make?” she teases.

He looks up at her, twirling his ginger moustache and chuckling. “Even if you are one of our exceptional physicians, you know I just need to enforce the same expectations for our entire team.” He nods his chin at her unused computer, monitor black from inactivity. “As long as you’re still picking up patients.”

Ah. Funny he should say that.

“Alright, alright,” she says, swiveling her chair around and shaking the mouse.

“Aside from all of this, anything new going on in your life these days?” he asks, tucking his phone into his white coat pocket and leaning over the counter. “Haven’t been able to properly talk to you ever since the new residents joined us over the summer.”

“Yeah,” she agrees, shrugging. “But honestly nothing too much has been going on.” She clicks on the EMR to assign herself to the 53-year old male with chest pain in room 18 and turns to the stack of EKGs next to her, searching for the matching EKG to her patient.

“Really? No new potential suitors?” Coran asks. “I feel like you were complaining plenty about that in the last conversation I had with you. Something about someone moving into your apartment building?”

She rolls her eyes. “The Lotor guy is still bothering me,” she tells him. “But at least because he likes me I can ask him favors. He takes care of Blue for me when I’m out too late.” She finds the matching EKG and interprets it quickly, writing in left ventricular hypertrophy. “But you know it’s funny you ask me that now because I actually have a date tonight.”

Coran raises both his eyebrows. “See that is exciting,” he declares. “Who’s this date of yours?”

As much as Allura wants to tell Coran, she doesn’t want to mention that her date may just also happen to have been a patient in the emergency room just a couple days ago… and also just happen to have a patient chart with her signature on it.

“Uh… well just someone that I met at random,” she lies, of course, realizing she executed the confabulation terribly.

Coran gives her a look that tells her he knows her bullshit. “At random, huh?” he replies, not prying. “Well, I suppose you’ll tell me at some point.”

She just smiles and shrugs, then choosing that moment to stand and get to her patient in room 18. “Maybe at some point,” she promises him.

“I’m sure I’ll hear about it if it ends up turning out horrible.”

“Probably,” she agrees, waving him a short goodbye as she steps past him.

But for some reason, she has the most undoubtable feeling tonight’s date won’t turn out horrible at all.

She doesn’t get home until 7:45 pm.

Well, so far tonight’s date is going pretty horribly, she thinks to herself, rushing to get her keys into the keyhole to unlock her door.

Once in her apartment, she hurls herself in, dropping the day’s handbag on the floor and pulling off her shoes as she walks in. She reaches up to pull off her hair tie, shaking her hair out as she makes her way to her closet, already half-undressed.

She did absolutely everything she could in order to optimize getting back home once the clock hit the end of her shift at 7 pm — even going so far as to beg Sendak to cover the last few codes she technically should have been doing so that she could instead rapidly finish closing her charts because she had no option to just close them on her next shift because the next time she’d be in the hospital would going to be more than 24 hours later and Coran would never let her hear the end of it if she didn’t sign her notes within the mandatory time frame and she would definitely be roasted at the next department meeting.

Needless to say, she is frazzled.

She holds her head between her hands, frowning as she looks in the mirror. She looks at the clock on the wall. Damn. She is not going to have time to look nice. Damn. She doesn’t even have the time to take a shower. And damn it, of course this would happen to her on that one night she has a date with someone she thinks she might actually like?

Well, a maybe-date date. Because what if all this time he really is just taking her for dinner out of the goodness of his heart? After all, he did call her to update her about his arm and to thank her… and he didn’t actually bring up the idea of dinner until after she carried the conversation…

She calms herself down. It’s fine, it’s fine, she tells herself. It’s going to be all —

Wait, check your phone, she reminds herself. Because what if he is already outside waiting —

She taps her phone screen and sees no notification.

She can’t help but frown. Maybe she is really is getting too excited and hopeful about this maybe-date date. If he liked her, he definitely would be a little early right? Or texted her earlier today to check in?

Or maybe he forgot about their dinner?

Damn, maybe she should have texted him earlier today. But no, she didn’t want to overstep and over-text him either.

She groans one more time and ceases her internal dialogue, telling herself to just focus on her outfit for tonight. It doesn’t matter how much time she has; every single second she has left before this maybe-date date of hers is valuable to get her act together.

She flips her phone to the ring setting and hitches up the volume to max so that there is absolutely no way that she would miss a call, walking back to her closet.

She makes another frustrated sound as she sifts through her outfits. All throughout her emergency training, she was able to get away with wearing scrubs, which was great for her at the when she didn’t have the time to figure out what to wear on the sleep-deprived mornings before a shift but right now, as she looks through her severe lack of nice dating-material clothing, she is regretting her options.

She doesn’t even know exactly where he’ll be taking her. Should she wear something more formal or something more casual? But this is okay. She’s been in this situation at least one hundred times before — there’s a few dresses that can pass for most events aside from an underground rave late at night or a Board of Trustees meeting, but she’s pretty sure that he’s not taking her on any of those extremes.

Her hands stop at a white dress with a floral print — kimono v-neck, mid-arm sleeve, about knee-length — and she looks it over with pursed lips, her eyes tracing one of the pink flowers and its surrounding dark green stem and leaves along the waist.

Her favorite dress. She doesn’t wear it often because she’s afraid of getting it dirty and because otherwise she’d be wearing it all too often.

It was the last gift her father gave her, and the first thing she thinks of when remembering him.

Her thumb rolls over the silky material as she muses for a moment, and then slips it off the hanger, lying the dress over her bed before she pulls it over her head, flipping her hair out from under the collar as she looks at herself in the mirror.

She frowns. The dress fits her well, of course, but her hair is a tangled mess. She sighs and rolls it back up into some kind of a loose bun. It looks almost purposefully messy, some of shorter strands of her hair peeking out from behind her ears, but it also looks like she just got out of a twelve-hour work shift and like didn’t care about this date when she actually really did want to impress him and set herself up in the best way possible for this to be an amazing night.

Maybe at least some light makeup? She rushes over to her makeup bag, pawing through it before a loud ring emerges from her phone.

Her eyes dart to it, her heart rate suddenly jolting. Another ring emerges — a long one that she knows means that someone is calling her and who could it be but him… She rushes over, looking over the caller ID and seeing the familiar set of numbers.

She swallows. “Hello?”

“Hey.”

Her heart flutters again. “Hi!” she says, almost too excitedly, but then clears her throat, mollifying her enthusiasm. “Um, hey,” she tries again, stupidly. She briefly pauses, and then unable to figure out what else to say, adds, “What’s up?”

Silently, she hits her forehead with the palm of her hand. What’s up? Was that the only thing she could think of to say? What was she thinking?

“I just want to apologize for calling you so last minute about this,” he starts.

“Oh, no, I mean, I was just getting ready myself. No rush,” she blurts. She’s not sure why she says all this when she could have just said ‘oh, no, that’s okay’ but then again, so far, she doesn’t have a great history of saying exactly what she wants when he talks to her.

“Oh,” he says, pausing in a way that makes her regret what she said. “Well, I was going to apologize about tonight. I, um… well, I’ve had a bit of a change in plans.”

He says this, and her heart sinks.

[link to chapter 4!]

notes: oh no would could have possibly happened???

(also if you think that I’m going to get away with this modern AU without putting in as many Voltron references as possible, you are very very wrong. call me out on all the lame ones :P)

[arkus-rhapsode]

My Black Vox arc

So this is another original arc that I thought up and thought “hey I’ll write it and see how it goes”. This arc would take place between Avatar and Alvarez, also if you were unaware, this is Black Vox

After the events of Avatar, there are a lot of Avatar branch guilds getting rounded up by legal guilds and Rune Knights. But due to the massive influx of prisoners, the Rune Knights have issued a request to all legal guilds in the continent

The job is to help oversee a massive transfer of prisoners. Gray and Natsu sign up for the job after seeing how much it pays because after being gone for a year, Natsu spent all his savings

The two then actually make Warren come with them because Warren’s telepathy would be really useful

When they get to Era they find that it is packed with a lot of legal mages, one of which is Millianna from Mermaid Heel. Warren ntes big name legal mages like Bomb Sentence from Gramlush a guild in Iceberg, Reisha Whiteday from Hound Holy a guild in Minstrel, even Chrisack from Dullahan Head, natsu saying he remembers that guy from the games. They then are addressed by Doranbolt.

Doranbolt says that all the of them will be overseeing a transfer, but like many low-level rune knights, they will be riding in the same window-less transport vehicle due to needing to hide the exact location of Black Vox

But before any of that, they must go through a screening process to determine if they have any malicious intent

If they do, they will be held in questioning and likely punished with jail time. Everyone seems pretty okay with that.

They will also be assisted by a Rune Knight division lead by division commander, Katja and one of her squad leaders is Kageyama

For added security they also include councilman and wizard saint Baum Sancti

Natsu is shocked to see he and Kageyama are working together. But Kageyama just tells Natsu to can it

It then cuts away to a strange vehicle being controlled by a group called the Five Bridge Familia, their leader named Shake is currently torturing a man

(^Guy is Shake, he’s from FT ice trail, but wasn’t given a name) Along with Shake is Dyst

The man that is being tortured is revealed to be Torch Endeavor, warden of the Black Vox prison

It cuts to the transport of criminals with Millianna trying to make small talk with Gray, Natsu, and Warren. She says she took this job because she though her magic would come in handy if any prisoners escaped. She also says she wants to impress Mermaid Heel.

Gray just says he wants cash for the job so he can start financing some money to find the book of END

But Natsu points out that Zeref has it, but they both agree that since both their paths cross they’ll work together in destroying the book and zeref

Warren is cowering, unable to understand how these two are so calm especially when talking about Zeref.

When they are let off the transport they are surprised at how big the prison is. Upon entering the prison, they meet the Head Jailer, Grog Foto

Grog walks up to Katja and whispers to her that Warden Torch hasn’tt arrived

The Wizard Saint will take the back, waiting at the entrance and watching it with two guards to make sure no one makes it to the doorway

Grog explains the layout of the prison to the Rune Knights and Mages. What they are standing in is the “first layer” of Black Vox. This is known as the entrance layer, it’s thin and mainly exists as the last layer of the prison. The second layer is known as the facility layer. In the facility layer they keep all the necessary’s for the staff including things like filing room, cafeteria, and, most importantly, weapons storage room. The third layer is the guard layer. This is where all the guards stand to watch viewing the “core”. The core is where all the prison cells are kept.

Grog says that they are on the Central pathway which goes through all the layers directly to the core. Their job as mages for hire is to watch them while they are in the second layer

When the central pathway goes through the second layer it goes right through the check in facility where all checking in prisoners are given a black seal on their thumb. This seal is made from the same material used to make guild marks however, it’s capable of tracking and knowing if a prisoner is inside black vox.

When a prisoner is released then they get the mark removed.

The transportation goes as you would expect. All the prisoners waiting in line and not much happening. Warren picks up on one guy in line and Warren alerts people that The prisoner thinks they can make a break for it here. So Gray just moves into position to scare him.

Some of the already captured prisoners are seen, including Kain Hikaru, Ivan Dreyar, Erigor, and Bora

Bora is in his cell mopping about how he doesn’t deserve a 25 year sentence. Sure he dealt in human trafficking, but he do anything bad to the girls physically. He gave them food and water.

While this is going on, the Five Bridge Familia vehicle arrives blasting through the rock face and towards black vox and homing in on it.

The prisoners are all about to be put into their cells, but when Grog hears about this he tells all the Rune Knights to start to fall back into the guard layer, Natsu curious how they found this place.

Grog and a few jailers remain and speak to Shake over the loudspeaker. They are here to pick up their Master Drum Bee. Shake also reveals he has the warden captured.

Grog freaks out slightly, but then opens the door saying if he gives them Drum Bee then they return the warden. When Five Bridge Familia enters, they return Torch, but after Drum is released.

(^ Drum Bee)

When Drum is freed, Natsu and Gray are shocked to see Drum is a giant like the ones from Sun Village. Drum then blasts away Grog telekinetically and recaptures Torch.

Drum says that he’ll take the whole prison as compensation for imprisoning him. Dyst uses the control panel to open up all the prisons. Grog however, flees and activates a lockdown.

While in the core, Drum laughs and makes a giant offer to the prisoners, who wants to be one of his “sons”. Five Bridge Familia refers to Drum as father.

Many prisoners are confused and Drum states that he can now go off and take over the underworld, even overthrow the entire Magic Council.

While he monologues, Arlock yells at Drum, stating it is blasphemy to say he should lead the world. The only true lord is Zeref. Drum then uses his telekinesis to hurl Arlock into a wall.

Drum states that Zeref doesn’t matter to him, a true ruler is one who rules actively, one with a firm hand, like a father. Zeref is just a relic who never led his followers. And from what he remembers from Tartaros when the Seis were released, his demons have fallen.

Shake says Drum is right. Things have changed since Drum’s imprisonment, but now they can conquer like they should’ve, instead of Balam.

Ivan laughs, saying that they must all be fools. If they had the power, why didn’t they take charge when Balam was around? Well as Ivan puts it, they’re strong enough to compare to Balam, but with the fall of Avatar and now the gapping power vacuum Five Bridge Familia can rule the underworld.

Drum asks how Ivan could help with that and Ivan says he knows much and especially about a great magic power. Drum agrees to let Ivan join him saying he can be of use.

Listening to this, Torch tries to flee, but Drum restricts his movements. He orders Torch to tell him where his ultimate weapon, the Collect Beam 999’s, is. Torch refuses, but Drum uses his telekinesis to shatter Torch’s leg. Torch reveals where specifically the weapon storage is and Five Bridge Familia begins to break through the wall

Cut to, Natsu asks what the heck is wrong with Grog and Grog says that this is something he expected. Drum wouldn’t leave without pulling a stunt like this. Gray and Katja are curious why then would he do this.

Grog explains that the lockdown seals off the core from the other layers, but the dark mages will likely break through it in a hour.

But there is a failsafe installed. At the very bottom of the guard layer is a magic device called “The Blackout”, when activated, anyone in the core with the Black Vox mark on their thumb while he targeted and zapped with a magic that will knock them out. Problem is it is on the bottom floor of the layer where no one is stationed.

He also states the staves they carry are binding magic staves, able to catch the prisoners, but there’s a lot of prisoners who can shatter the binding. Katja suggests this, her Rune Knights and mages will work with the jailers, but a small squad will go with Grog to activate the Blackout.

The squad is Kageyama’s squad, but Natsu volunteers to go with them because he knows that he can act as extra muscle to the group. Kageyama calls that BS, but Natsu points out that he beat the winners of the GMG so he can take a few criminals.

Gray interjects, saying if Natsu is strong then why won’t he back them up fighting the prisoners, Natsu says if no one protects the squad and they get ambushed then it’s likely all the Knights, Jailers, and Mages could needlessly die.

Natsu does end it by saying it’s in good hands if Gray is up there. But Natsu stops when he smells something and they all look up at Karacka from Eisenwald, who listened to a lot of this and retreats back into the core before people can attack him.

Ivan saw this and asks Karacka what he saw and threatens to blow up Karacka with his Shikigami bomb if he doesn’t capitulate.

Karacka spills the beans and tells them about Blackout and Ivan tells Karacka to use his phasing magic to get to that floor and stop them, but Karacka says he’s seen Natsu’s power so he needs some back from his guild and Ivan says fine just find them.

It cuts to Briar, Jerome, Mary, and D-6. They will gather their Avatar forces and sneak out of Black Vox during the ensuing chaos and after Drum gets his weapon, they’ll blast through the first layer.

As it cuts around to Kain who sees Abel and knocks him out for taking Mr. Kursey, saying he will be the only one to use it and walks off saying he’ll finally do what he should’ve done. While Goumon finds Erigor and tells him to remember he’s loyal to Avatar and Erigor knocks him out saying he’ll be reviving Eisenwald and burns off his Avatar guild mark.

It cuts to Natsu, Grog, and Kageyama’s squad running to Blackout, with Grog saying they have to hurry, but Natsu and Kageyama say they wouldn’t be in this mess if Grog hadn’t let Five Bridge in. Grog says he couldn’t let the warden die and get tortured. Torch isn’t just a warden, he’s like a father to him and he didn’t want to live knowing that Torch would just be tortured.

Natsu says that he gets that. He’s done a lot of the same stupid stuff in the name of his dad, but what matters now is they do right by their dads and fix this problem. Kageyama saying that’s a laugh given how destructive Natsu is and he just yells he’s been working on it.

Grog just has a moment to think about the Knights and mages ready to fight the prisoners.

It cuts to the group of mages all wait in anticipation to fight the prisoners and watching the wall slowly crack. Katja orders some mages to stay here in this layer so that they can make sure no one gets to the weapon storage room.

Warren walks up to Gray and asks if he’s should come with him. Gray says Warren should stay back he probably won’t last against all The commotion and with his Telepathy it’s best if he stayed back and called him if there was a problem

Warren, dejected, agrees

The wall shatters as Mages, Knights, Jailers, and Prisoners do battle.

Gray ends up fighting D-6 and Gray and him have a back and forth while fighting, Gray saying he doesn’t need any slayer power to beat D-6. Briar tries to jump him, but Millianna stops her and is ready to take her on.

Millianna vs Briar is under way with Millianna beating down all of Briar’s clones and stating she’ll fight and arrest any servant of Zeref

Gray defeats D-6, send notices that the group of Five Bridge Familia mages led by Dyst, use their telekinesis to blow through tons of guards and knights to make it to the second layer. Gray tries to stop it but he gets hit with Mary’s black virus.

The mages who were in charge of taking up the rear, including Warren and Chrisack, are easily smashed through and Dyst makes it to the second and more specifically the weapon storage room.

The dark mages raid it, stealing trying to get back there weapons, with Dyst making quick work of any remaining mages. The Familia locates Drum’s Collect Beam 999’s and Dyst sticks around a bit to knock out any remaining mages

It looks like Warren has been beaten, but he is just playing dead as Dyst walks away and dark mages Who followed behind the Familia, are also exiting, getting back into the fray against the jailers

Warren sees Dyst walk away and uses his telepathy to see that Dyst thinks that there is an anyone else there. Warren then thinks he’ll just call Gray and he’ll come and call beat up Dyst.

Warren placing his hand on his starts crying, and asks why he’s so pathetic. We get a flashback showing a 15 year old Warren who beat up a bully around his hometown. The kids around him start praising him and he says it’s all thanks to his telepathy

The kids say that with that kind of magic he could be a mage and with his physical skill he can go on lots of adventures. Warren left town, dropping his education and leaving his family to join FT and always thought that as long as he had is telepathy and make sure to train his body hard he could be a great mage, sure maybe not renowned throughout the kingdom, but that’s what S-Class mages were there for.

But over time, things changed. People he knew since they arrived at the guild like Natsu, Gray, even Lucy started making insane bounds in their skill. They became so strong while he was just left in the dust, But as long as he had his telepathy he was still useful, at least he thought that until FT fell from grace. Seeing how all those great mages were gone there was way more pressure on people to pull their load and he realized everything that he had done up to that point just wasn’t enough.

Eventually many people left and they had to move to that second building constantly being bullied by Twilight Ogre. He didn’t leave the guild even after seeing his effort seemed almost pointless, he stayed because he believed that this guild has been good to him, treated him like family and gave him a place to grow.

But yet he didn’t help it regain its glory, no he sat around while those same guildmates of his who ones left in the dust were now the saviors of FT.

It returns to the present where Warron finishes his thoughts, about how even now he rather play dead and let Gray handle it. If he really was an FT mage he would do stand up and protect his family instead of mooching off them.

Warren stands up, and yells at Dyst there is still one more mage. Dyst stops and says it’s a pain, and sends some debris Warren thinking it hit him but Dyst is surprised to see none the debris hurt him. Eventually Dyst starts knocking back Warren, but Warren using his magic to predict the attacks while using weapons in the storage room to help him.

It doesn’t seem like enough because Dyst is ready to kill Warren, but Kain in his metal form protects Warren. Warren and Dyst asks what the hell, but Kain says he’s here to help and repent for his mistakes

Kain does surprisingly well until Dyst figures out Kain’s magic and blasts the doll away from Kain. Dyst then beats on Kain till Warren grabs the doll and uses Kain to help fight against all Dyst

Warren uses his telepathy to know Dyst’s moves and uses the doll to control Kain’s movements to beat on Dyst. Eventually the two push Dyst back, Warren telepathically tells Kain that they need to get a strand of Dyst’s hair, telling Kain his plan.

Dyst recovers, sick of all this shit and Kain activates doll change to make it a shining doll. Dyst is taken off guard that Kain isn’t the one attacking, but Warren. The glowing Warren steals a strand of hair and Kain then takes control of Dyst

The two knockout Dyst with Kain suggesting they work together.

It cuts to Natsu and Kageyama squad with Kageyama asking what will they have to do to activate the Blackout and Grog says he just needs to access it an enter a code to activate it.

As they run, Karacka sticks his head out from the ceiling and then returns to the surface with Ivan’s Shikigami next to his head and says he hasn’t found anything

Ivan is keeping track of Karacka with his Shikigami and talking to him through it

Erigor shows up with Biyard and tells Karacka to help them bring back Eisenwald. Karacka explains the situation and Ivan offers the Eisenwald mages a deal if they find Blackout

They agree and it cuts to Ivan’s end of the call where Ivan is talking to Drum. Ivan has been sucking up to Drum and earning his trust. He even asks Drum how he got to be the master of Five Bridge Familia.

Drum explains how he was an orphan that was abandoned in the middle of nowhere near the edge of Fiore by an escaped dark mage.

The dark mage nurtured the giant baby Drum on a farm and Drum always called the dark mage “Daddy”. The dark mage intended to mold Drum Bee into a weapon so he could make it big in the underworld. Drum was raised to be loyal always asking his dad what to do and asking for his approval

The dark mage was shocked when Drum exhibited magic especially telekinesis, and thought Drum could be even more powerful. Drum practiced his magic by killing animals on the farm, but one day a group of slavers killed the dark mage and robbed his house

Drum took revenge on the slavers, by finding a trench they were using as a base and not only raised the earth, but murdered all the slavers. Drum freed the slaves and took them as his “sons” and started Five Bridge Familia.

Eventually he reveals that he started destroying towns and forcing them to pay tribute calling them part of his Familia, but he was foiled by Gildarts and was given life imprisonment

Ivan says he loves Drum’s views on fathers and sons saying how his dad was a fool. Drum asks who Ivan’s dad was and when he mentions fairy tail Drum goes ballistic. Saying Gildarts foiled his plans and Ivan mentions that there are FT mages here and maybe they’ll kill them

Torch, who’s still held captive by them understands what Ivan is doing, but is unable to saying anything. The group of mages Who grabbed the Collect Beam 999’s return to Drum, but report Dyst has been defeated.

Drum wants to retaliate, but Shake says he’ll do it himself. Ivan then gets contacted by Karacka saying that the squad has stopped , and Ivan says he’ll join them in their fight. Drum is the lighted that he will soon be free of Black Vox and return to the world. It cuts to Gray who is still in pain from what Mary did to him.

Millianna saves Gray from Mary, but Jerome arrives saying he wants Gray to repent. Gray says he’ll handle all this fight and Millianna should go. Millianna bumps into Kain ready to fight, but Warren tells her to stop and that he’s on their side

But Shake appears and they note he has Torch and uses him as shield for a while. Shake reveals the potential of telekinesis, that it isn’t simply moving objects, but by telekinetically using the wind he can make it’s particles grind against each other, it creates lightning and he calls it “Psychic Storm”

With the lightning and the captive Torch it seems unlikely for the 3 can win. Torch pleads for them to just kill him and take out Shake, but they refuse. Kain gets a hair on Torch and uses his doll to pull Torch away. Warren thinks this is great as they can now get close to Shake and possibly pluck a hair off his head and then beat him like they did with Dyst

Problem is that Kain says the plan out loud and Shake says he’ll just kill them with his magic. Warren gets a full blast of the psychic storm lightning, while trying to figure out how they could possibly beat him. Thinking about his fight with Dyst

Warren then telepathically contacts Kain and Millianna and says he’s figured out the key to his magic and telekinesis. Telekinesis seems almost infinite with the amount of stuff that they can pick up what they’re mine and hurl at other people, but they only do that with stuff like debris and loose weaponry. He also noticed that when they did pick up people with their mind it was usually unconscious individuals. The reason is that telekinesis and the amount of focus that they need to put in to controlling objects is based on the amount of resistance. Stuff like debris will not resist, but  stuff resisting take more focus so that means less of their focus can be spread to other objects .

Warren uses the example of physically stopping someone punching against a mage with telekinesis, they would have to focus specifically on stopping the person’s arm b because that’s resisting against their mental control. So that’s why whenever they got close to a telekinetic they would instead control the wind and use that to blast people away. It’s much easier to manipulate still wind instead of focusing on a punch.

The key is to hit him with attacks with enough force and that he will have to spread his focus out and therefore will create an opening.

Millianna attacked some with multiple tubes, which he bats away, however shake is surprised by the fact that the tubes are pushing against his telepathic push away so he starts focusing on that. Kain uses his goal to turn his body into metal and launches himself straight at Shake which shake will be hit head on and probably lose if Kain’s attack connects.

Shake decides to push back Kain but doing so allows Millianna’s tubes to behind him in a technique called cats cradle. The now magic neutralized shake gets hit by the Kain launch attack that knocks him out.

Torch is impressed, but now hopes Grog can turn the blackout on.

It cuts to Grog’s group who’ve made it to the Blackout, but Eisenwald and Ivan come bursting through. Erigor enters his Storm Mail and goes after Kageyama splitting him up from the group.

Karacka attacks Grog and Biyard attacks Natsu. Natsu KOs Biyard easy while Grog restrains Karacka.

The shikigami appears on Karacka and explodes, catching Grog in the explosion. The same happens with Biyard, but Natsu gets out of the way in time.

Ivan says he’ll be killing Grog now.

It cuts to Kageyama who fights Erigor. They get a little expansion on their past, with Kageyama claiming he’s not a coward anymore, he’ll stand up and defeat Erigor.

Erigor mocks him and his magic stating he knows all of Kage’s tricks and the limitations of his shadow magic, namely Kageyama can only manipulate his shadow as a weapon, but Erigor can manipulate all of wind.

Kageyama looks backed into a corner but Kageyama reveals that 8 years has been a long time and he’s learned more about his magic. By having his own shadow touch another shadow in the room he can also manipulate that shadow. Erigor writes this off not realizing that this dark corridor has many shadows that are connected.

Kageyama uses his shadow to activate a new ability cold Shadow Orochi Pit, which summons snakes from all over the shadows in the room rather than just Kageyama’s. Erigor is overwhelmed and defeated.

Back with Natsu, he takes on Ivan stating he’s not worth is as clenches the fist on his bandaged arm and proceeds to fight. He says Ivan was a horrible son and manages to defeat him. Natsu punching Ivan right through the ceiling into the core.

It cuts to Drum entering the battlefield with the other members of Five Bridge Familia, Kain, Warren, and Millianna noticing that on his sleeves he now has tons of holes in them. Gray sees this but is refocuses on Jerome.

It cuts to Grog making it to the Blackout and activating it. Cutting back to the fighting area, Bora makes into The weapon storage room and says that he is now in the second layer and once he gets passed this he’ll be able to escape. He is then shocked by the same black symbol that he was marked with on his thumb appears behind him.

The entire walls of the core become coated in the same symbol, but only The core as Bora obverses from the second layer and the wall of black symbols blocking anything from entering or exiting.

Drum screams for a wall, as all the inmates are hit by this lightning coming from all the symbols. Jerome getting hit right in front of Gray and it continuing to zap him until he passes out. Gray realizes that no one without the mark on their thumb is getting zapped. He then looks over at Drum and sees the lightning is being held back.

The wall fades as Blackout powers down, but everyone notices that the lightning is not striking Drum, rather it’s trying to but his guild mates are using their telekinesis to push it back. However this exerted so much force on all the Five Bridge mages that they pass out.

Drum is pissed and says that all will pay, blasting Kain, Millianna, Warren, Torch, and several Rune Knights away with a telekinetic airburst. but Gray comes at Drum asking what kind of father just sacrifices his own children for himself. Drum states as their father he Will more than guide his children and it is all for their benefit, for without a parent they’d be lost.

Gray gets flashes of Ur, Makarov, and Silver. Saying that a parent isn’t selfish. They don’t treat children of like tools. They teach kids right from wrong and then make them capable enough to survive in the real world. And if they do want their children to do something they will pass it onto them not use them.

Drum yells Gray doesn’t know a damn thing about being a parent and tries to attack him the spear. Gray grabs the spear and activates his devil slaying magic freezes the spear and shatters proclaiming that this is what the bequeathing a duty to their children looks like.

Drum just reveals his Collect Beam 999’s that come out of the holes in his sleeves and they are spherical and have a circular opening on the surface. These little sweet years are controlled by Drum’s telekinesis and uses them to fire lasers at people. A lot of mages pick themselves up and start fighting back against the Collect Beam.

Gray deals with some of the beams and then has Warren telepathically communicate saying to get everybody to force all the collective beams in one area.

The mages push back and Gray uses Ice-Make: Silver, freezing all the collect beams. Drum tries to move his frozen spheres but they are iced up so much they shatter so Drum just tries to shoot the ice at Gray but his Devil Slaying Magic protected him.

Drum and Gray engage with Gray defeating Drum with the help of Millianna.

The heroes are triumphant with Grog, Natsu, and Kageyama, celebrating. Torch crying that they managed to do it.

It cuts to the first layer where Baum questions what the heck is with all that sound, The two guards with them say that they need to stand watch Just in case if there’s any escapees. They then see a figure running at them and it’s Bora who burned through the last layer so he could get to the first and escape.

Bora thanks that you can make it past the guards but is shocked that Baum is there and the wizard saint just obliterates Bora.

It cuts to them starting to round up all the prisoners and returning them to their cells while Torch who is in the medical bay, saying he feels ashamed. He was captured by the Five Bridge Familia when they threatened to kill every person on a train with an avalanche if he did not surrender himself. Because of his actions Black Vox has suffered more damage than it’s ever seen.

Grog laughs saying that it’s a good thing. Because we learn from our mistakes. Getting a small flash back showing a very young Grog having trouble with his job as a jailer and wants to quit but Torch saying that when you’re not down don’t stay down. Grog could either stay down admitting defeat and wallow in the fact that he didn’t manage to do something or is he going to get up and move past it and be a better person.

Grog says that now it is true for the prison. Sure it’s suffered a lot but now it can be improved better than it has before.

Grog is called t the cell because Warren and Millianna are standing up for Kain saying he doesn’t deserve a life sentence. Natsu recognizes Kain and asks him about how he followed Hades. Kain says he wants to go back to his cell because that is how he’ll repay his debt for the pain he caused

Torch remembers Kain’s bravery and actions and says he’ll shave his sentence down to 5 years and afterwards he must report inmediently for training in the Rune Knights while getting a full background check

Kain is so happy and notices Natsu he reveals that from being in Grimmoire Heart he learned Zeref is from Alvarez

This all ends with commander Katja thanking all the participators in the in this saying they went above and beyond the call of duty.

Gray and Warren meet up with Natsu and say that all that talk of family means they really want to get back home to Fairy Tail.

[callmeminseok]

i wasnt around for ot12, and i wanna know more about luhan so i figured why not come to you, LuhanStan69, for information????

ok well first of all, the name luhanstan69 is…. .…. .. .  . horrific and i want it tattooed on my ass .. .. . and second of all …. i was also not around for ot12….. but i can still show u the world (im so sorry just…….click on the bold links,,,,i didnt mean for this 2 happen)

ok so : my man… first name han last name lu and it means dawn deer and he really fucking looks like a deer?? his eyes are so big and sparkly and his features are really delicate and soft but don’t be fooled he really takes no prisoners and will fight literally anyone (here is him yelling at a saesang driver who was recklessly driving, like he really doesn’t take any shit one time at the airport he showed the fancameras that a saesang was calling his phone also the song Roleplay exists in which he basically tells his saesang fans that he will Fuck Them Up if they keep trying him,,,…,.,. a legend if u will) he was born april 20, 1990 and technically he’s a taurus by some calendars and aries by others but he said fuck it im an aries and whatever he says is law so he’s an aries. 

mmmm he’s an extremely talented vocalist and dancer (he was main vocal for m and their lead dancer also the visual). im not sure how familiar you are with exo m but I will recommend moonlight and what is love as songs that really show off luhan’s vocals from his exo era. as far as dance goes this is a classic mmm also his solo from the lost planet for the star is a treasure that must be preserved tbh. um anyways ya luhan was the bomb in exo m but he’s also the bomb solo!! his last exo concert was the 140921 tlp in beijing and he left exo in october of 2014 due to lack of support for luhan’s career and obvious health issues (if u watch fancams from his last stage u can see his face is swollen on one side and pictures of his eye being fucked up and he was having really bad chronic headaches i think i dont remember exactly also he fell down during let out the beast and is clearly in pain sorry im not trying 2 write a defend luhan leaving piece but this info isn’t really circulated now so it’s easy to write off him leaving as for just money or whatever)

and then luhan took a break!! he recovered his health in his home beijing and came back with : That Good Good say what u will abt the song either it’s ur style or not idc but the choreo is nice and his face is….stellar.. from there luhan worked toward releasing his album Reloaded which sold like hotcakes :( my baby :( The Star™️ and he started to truly become The Star™️ once he became a member of Running Man China (now titled Keep Running due to S Korean/Chinese political issues) and began to take on movies like The Witness (he also did the ost for the witness titled Medals which blew tf up and was used for the Rio 2016 Olympics) and Time Raiders. he then held his first !! solo !! concert !! in early 2016 aka the Reloaded series ft. three absolutely beautiful hair colors: mint/blue/green pink purple and some ridiculous wardrobe changes and he kicked ass :( and his fame in china rly skyrocketed like this man….endorses the entire planet (off the top of my head he is/was the spokesperson/endorser for: kfc, crest, lenovo, some bike company thing, puma, cartier, coke, sony, gap, lancome, l’occitane en provence, canon, kung fu panda, star wars (he got his own star wars song like exo has lightsaber but lu got the inner force….iconic), ummmmm what else idk i can’t remember anymore oh wait ADIDAS he literally was just announced for adidas today….an icon mayhaps?) anyways ya hims the Shit in china and he’s like the king of weibo?? like he holds a guinness world record for weibo….amazing

ok moving on to my :( favorite part …. when he put out catch me when i fall in oct 2016. This is it. This is That Song tbh. This is when he became the King of Aesthetics and Music. The MV is beautiful and so are the lyrics (i really encourage you to read the lyrics for the song bc they really show a lot about luhan and i fell absolutely undeniably in love with him when i read them). And from there he litralee cannot be stopped im not gonna make u read my opinion on all of them but his absolute best releases since then (keep in mind im talking abt in the like 7 months….he has put out so many songs AND mv’s for all of them plus teasers it’s really insane) are skin to skin , what if i said , and on call . truly … the mf king of aesthetics. i expect his next full album will come out probably around july/august…he’s really been building up to it with his mini albums so it will probably be more or less a repackage of all of those minis but ya !! keep ur eyes peeled!!

beyond his performance stuff he’s really the most passionate, dedicated, hardworking, and talented guy. He works so hard like it is astounding. He is so incredibly inspirational and i really just think he’s a good person and frankly i would trust him with my life. He really cares for his lufans and wants them to be safe and happy even international lufans like he puts english subtitles on all of his mv’s and now his bts videos also have eng subs like…..he doesn’t have to and yet? he’s there….doing it all. he also has fan events for his bday like one year he had a soccer event on his bday and made it livestreamed so that fans at home could watch too  :( he’s just v thoughtful :(

TL;DR: luhan is the sweetest boy on the planet and he just wants to make aesthetic bops and play w cats and live his life happily and freely. he is the most precious thing to me and he deserves all the love in the world. also he is a human meme and Lu is his magnum opus if u want to see more of lu i highly recommend Running Man (this is his first ep, and these two are my favorites) and episodes 2, 5, and 9 of exo showtime are my favorite lu episodes. u can catch him in the movie The Great Wall w matt damon and a bunch of v famous chinese actors and singers lmfao i just got it from redbox the other day lu is so cute um also he’s in a cdrama rn called Fighter of the Destiny which is all eng subbed on youtube the cgi is like ridiculously cheesy kinda power rangers feel but his face and sweet acting…..it’s enough 4 me….anything luhan does is enough 4 me

[luckkyy-buddha999-blog]

The "Goose"

"Goose".

I suppose my ability to find some "Air Time" had more bearing on that particular name.

Skiing during the late sixties through the mid seventies was a era of experimentation,equipment evolution and "Sex,Drugs & Rock & Roll".MT.Baker,WA.I first got acquainted with this wonderful Ski area in 1963/64.I was at that time age 14.If my math is correct,that is almost fifty years ago(49 ).This particular post is not about Thailand or my S.E. Asia adventures,but my short life as a professional skier.My journey into the wild and crazy beginning of "Hot Dog" Skiing started at this Ski Area in 1969.Skiing,like all sports has its beginning years and progresses from that point on.The time period of 1964 through 1984 spawned what now is a Olympic and professional sport called"Free Style" Skiing.I was there at the very beginning.I was never the first guy to show off on a pair of skis,but during my few short years competing and doing movies,I got my "15 minutes of fame".The "Moniker Goose",was given to me by my Canadian friends early in my skiing career.My last name is "Swan",but that had little to do with the nickname of  "Goose".

I can certainly attest to the fact that almost 100% of the early Free Style pioneers trained primarily in the bars.

I guess you could say we had no clue about being professional Athletes,but we all had one thing in common,that was"Get on the mountain,and avoid responsibility at all costs".My "Thing" was jumping off Cliffs,Over Big trees,into Big Trees and whatever it took to get my picture and name spread around in the rather small arena of early free style skiing.I believe some of my jumps were well over  100' foot high(Think  of jumping off the tenth floor of a building).My ability to survive these jumps was almost  something of a "Legend".I got my first chance at being in the movies in 1970.I was living and teaching skiing in Sun Valley ID.Dick Barrymore and Warren Miller were at that time the two major players in the Ski Movies.I had recently done some 'Still Photography work" with a local guy,who passed on my name to Barrymore.This is where the "True Story" of "Free Style Skiing Started".I hung out with three fellow instructors,John Cruse,Teddy McCoy,David Wheeler"Wheels".The four of us,were always on the prowl for a "Show Down" with the "K2" Ski Team,who I might add,were the "Baddest of the Bad on Ski's".Sun Valley,was the "Harvard of Skiing" in 1970,and  if you wanted to splash your name on the billboards of pro skiing,then you had to do it on "Baldy".The "Who's Who of Pro Skiing strutted their stuff daily on MT.Baldy.

I am going to backtrack just a bit here.The "Movie" part of this story is just about Barrymore and  the four guys looking to get a "Break" into the game.We got lucky with meeting Barrymore and doing a"Shot" for him.Dick approached me at the Pioneer Bar in Ketchum  early in January of 1970 and ask if i would like to ski for him.Well,that was the dream of my life coming true.I of course said "Yes"!Dick had mentioned the "Still Shots that Bill Rouse had taken of John Cruse and me doing 150 foot flips over the "Pump House" at the bottom of Cold Springs Chair Lift,and ask if we would do it for him also.I answered that question very fast"NO Way"!That 150 foot jump was a "Flat landing",and neither Cruse or me wanted any part of another spine crusher like that.I suggested "The Rock",which sits directly on the right side of the chair lift  on the Ketchum side of Baldy(first chair lift).Dick just stared at me like i was nuts.Well,maybe their was some truth in that assessment,but i knew it was a "Good  Jump"and nobody had ever done it(80 Ft).Their was no way I was going to leave out my skiing partners(Dave"Wheels" Teddy or John).I told Dick he got four for the price of one.

That "Rock" started what is now know as "Free Style Skiing",as it led to another Cliff Jump on Cold Springs(100+).The four of us did both jumps in two shootings in two days(I went first on both),which led us to a meeting with Dick(Dinner at Dave's  Condo to view the clips a couple days latter).It was during dinner that I brought up the idea of a "Shootout" against the "K2" team on Exhibition(Sun Valley's) most challenging slope.Dick thought about it for maybe thirty seconds and said"Great idea",lets do it!.Dick Barrymore was the real founder"God Father of Free Style Skiing competition".I played a small part(very small)in formation of this skiing discipline.During my four years of competition, I skied in four World Championships,never finishing out of the top twenty five.I also skied in a number of movies for Barrymore,Warren miller,Jim Rice and others.Skiing,like any sport has a very small tip at the top,nobody stays there long.

Today's pro skiers our far better than anything I would have dreamt of being.I did however play a small part in its history."Goose Swan"

[gregnator-greg]

    Can somebody explain to me why we Face and Heels in the WWE? apparently heaven knows when this happened, It is some kind of concept to create a rivalry to set one wrestler against the other. Not to argue at the fact that pitting two wrestlers against one another in a match is a bad-thing, but the concept of face and turn is somehow killing the wrestling word of wwe. When a superstar or diva turns heel, they are the villain standing against the fans, doing what it takes to satisfy themselves, sometimes they give all kinds excuses as to why they turned heel, in those sometimes they would often blame the fans for what they have become. Face Turn, a fan favourite who has the support of the fans behind, sometimes those who are face play the part of the hero, opposite to how Heels are the villains. Now since when did wrestling become a comic book? It is no wonder wrestling fans prefer to play the video games rather than watch the real-thing, why? because the real-thing point blank boring. Surely there new wrestlers ready to take this generation by storm, but there is that concept of one wrestler playing the hero while the other wrestler must play the villain, how so? once again all this falls on….the script. Back in the old days, wrestlers were out totake opportunity for themselves in an era of no entertainment, now wrestlers vision themselves as superstars, worse the vision themselves as entertainers. Entertainers? Yep, entertainers! since 2002, Vince Macmahon transformed the WWF( Word Wrestling Federation) into the WWE (world Wrestling Entertainment), BIG MISTAKE! why? here is why: because was the birth point of how wrestling go to be where it is today, alot of wrestlers walking to the wrestling world, you watched Avengers Infinity War part 1? 50% of all life in the universe were wiped out while 50% of life remained, the same concept happens here, except 50% become usless and are fired, while 50% stay relevant. If you ever had a dream of making to WWE, well think again- Because that world has elements of hollywood, the drama, is it worth it? Two weeks ago, I watched Smackdown Live to hear Daniel Bryan’s reason for turning heel, it absolutely did not make any sense, and neither did Charlotte Flair when lost by disqualification at Survivor series, no problem but that night was important because guess what you are representing your brand. You want to know why  I liked wrestling back in the 90s and early 2000’s? because wrestlers back then were wrestlers, no heel nor face, wrestling was wrestling. Nothing says wrestlers are not allowed to have fans, but wrestling stays wrestling – no drama, no storylines. Also, what is up with the names of deceased people in the wwe been mocked or insulted? when has it become great for business that names of the deceased, including names of decased superstars to be mocked? a year ago, Dolph Ziggler mocked Ultimate Warrior during his heel moment, why isnt Dolph Ziggler fired? he becomes a babyface and everyone like him, really? The Riot Squad disrepected the legacy of Jim Neidhart by breaking his glasses on an edition of monday night raw and wwe has no fired the Riot Squad for doing such act, instead like Dolph Ziggler, they keep them on the show because they are heel, the minute they become face-turn, you love them, right? but at the end of the day, who gives a rabbit’s foot? because you are watching something cut from a comic book and hollywood to get you to be entertained. Entertained, Really? is that something that woman-sounding voice Corey Greaves believes when he commentates? a two-faced loud mouth who talks from his mouth and his Tail-Pipe, and here is an example: didn’t this guy use to hate Big Cass in 2016? but when Cass went solo, . he started praising the dude, and it did not end.He also did the same for Daniel Bryan, he started praising Daniel when he turned heel, its no wonder Bayley or Enzo Amore wear the bigger pants than this guy, and why the hell is he on both shows? somebody please kick this guy from smackdown and send him back to raw. Truth, we are not watching Day-Time soap-opera, or a superhero Tv Show, people are watching wrestling, they pay to see wrestlers tear each other to pieces. not this, one slip on the floor and whine like a baby when things do not go your way concept. The only reason why there was no diva’s revolution back then was because Vince Mcmahon was always making out or having sex with multiple Divas, something younger Donald Trump would do. You think that was bad? he brought his own wife to witnes him having an affair with Trish STratus. There is a saying: you never bring familyy life into work life, this guy did, which was one of the things that got wwf  to wwe, here is proof: he cheated on his wife, he brought wcw, big mistake mr business man, shane brought wcw, then came the invasion wcw and ecw vs wwf. After that war was over, he brought wcw and ecw, mixed ecw, wcw and wwf together and formed wwe, big mistake. So somethings up, wwe was created due to Vince Macmahon having sex with women aroun his children’s age? well thank you Vince Macmahon, you have killed Wrestling forever! Because now instead of watching wrestling we are watching a day-time soap opera spoof with a loud mouth like Corey Greaves who thinks he believes what he saying is true when in actuallity, he is bending over and kissing people’s Tail-Pipe which is what him and is career  now reduced to: a loud mouth comemntator who kissess as on any given night. Thanks to this comic book concept of Heels and Face, you see wrestlers fight like wimps everytime they are manhandled or dominated, great wrestlers who have the pontential to be the best get dominated like sasusages everytime they turn heels, Truth: wrestlers are meant to be cheered by the crowd regardless of been heel or face. And why do celebrities make their appeareances on the show? why is it even a  show to begin with?

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  Face, Heel, Skyscrappers, Who gives a rabbits Foot? Can somebody explain to me why we Face and Heels in the WWE? apparently heaven knows when this happened, It is some kind of concept to create a rivalry to set one wrestler against the other.

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EPISODE 1: WHEN HOOD NIGGAS GIVE ADVICE FT @xnasir 

SPONSORED BY: PRETTYLITTLETHING, TAKIS, AND MY PARENTS :)

Hey everyone this is Hadiyah Hotline, and this is Hadiyah speaking. *chuckles* Ya’ll don’t know how long I’ve been waiting to say that.......

This is the first, premiere episode of Hadiyah Hotline, sponsored by a whole bunch of people that I'll mention during our break, but to bring in this new era of your favorite podcast, I have here the newest and cutest rapper on the scene Nasir! *laughing lightly* How you doing on this fine afternoon?

Nasir : *chuckles* a bit into the mic after hearing her intro. Yo, yo..wassup? I'm doing good. Mad tired from being up all night. How are you doing though?

Hadiyah: I'm just super excited that my podcast is finally here and I get to share it with someone on their own personal grind too. Now if my research does me well, you're from New York but now you here in LA. What's the reason for the move?

Nasir:*nods briefly* Harlem to be exact. I moved here cause I just wanted to. It's simple. I got mad recognition in NY, so I wanted that same shit in LA.

Hadiyah: You took the East Coast by storm and you wanted to bless the west with your talent. I see you. *chuckles* How old are you? Not gonna be like you old as shit or whatever. -chuckles, and stops short when her phone rings with an old styled phone ring- That sounds like the hotline has rung. -picks up her phone reading over the question- Who ever sent this in wants to get to the point. -chuckles, licking over her lips- Nasir someone asks, what makes men cheat?

Nasir : I'm 24. I'm somewhere in the middle. I'm turning 25 next year though. hears the phone ring and glances up at her. Damn, we getting straight into it. chuckles I'ma keep it real. I guess when you feel comfortable with your girl and you know she wouldn't ever find out, you start to cheat. Most niggas don't cheat emotionally so they would basically have sex with different women without that connection. It rarely has anything to do with being beautiful cause a nigga will cheat on the finest woman alive if he knows he wouldn't get caught. It's better to leave the relationship if you ain't being loyal. I had to learn it the hard way.It's never about spicing shit up in the bedroom though. It's about not being able to say no to other thirsty ass females. I had a hard time saying no, but I was a lil nigga when I was into doing all that. I got older and realized it ain't worth it. Niggas love sex and if your girl got the best pussy out here, you gone be wondering who else got good pussy too. chuckles Sorry for my language.. I think it's a phase and eventually you gone grow out of it.

Hadiyah So it's a self control thing in your opinion. -nods her head- Don't worry about language, the hotline is all about transparency. So have any of your past ex's cheated on you? Cause I know guys make that mental switch of acting right after getting hurt.

Nasir Exactly, but after a while you grow up and realize that there's no point. shakes his head Nah, none of them. It's easy to find out if your girl cheating. I got threatened with it a lot but I knew it would never happen. No cocky shit.

Hadiyah That sounds like cocky shit. -laughs, reading over the next questions she receives- I feel like it's not always about sex when girls cheat. It's more so the emotional side. Like if you not treating me right another person will and he'll give me good dick. -chuckles- Alright another question is, ass or titties and why?

Nasir *chuckles* I ain't cocky at all. I ain't really into all that when I'm interested in a girl. It's a good addition to whatever you got going on, but I'm more focused on personality, goals, ambition..shit like that.

Hadiyah Ooo we got an internal guy.-chuckles as he phone rings more- Damn, these questions coming in fast. Alright some of these we both can answer. 'Do men trip if a female has a body count higher than theirs? Why?' -looks at Nasir- You can answer first.

Nasir I'm speaking all facts, babygirl. Little niggas trip over that shit nowadays. Grown men don't care. I ain't gone lie, I  cared about it a lot and I remember ranting about it on Twitter but I grew out of it cause it's mad childish. As long as you ain't been around the whole city and then some, I could care less. What you think?

Hadiyah Same honestly. If you're out of college and living life you're gonna have bodies. If your man gotta ask you about how many niggas you been with he's a lame. BUT, big but. if you been with one or two of his homies in his past, that's something you tell him as soon as you know that's his friend. -nods her head scrolling further- What makes a woman worthy to be a wife? That's all you Nas.

Nasir I agree with that statement. *chuckles* Be a queen and you'll be viewed as such. You also gotta have your own goals, real shit. I'm living my dream and the last thing I need is a girl tryna bring me down. You gotta lift ya man up and be supportive. Be upfront about anything cause communication is key. I'm not into chasing you around just to find out why you upset, you gotta be vocal about your problem. A wife gone keep it real with you, regardless. But what really makes a women worthy to be a wife is when they love you unconditionally. They meet you halfway. They know your flaws and help build you up. They gotta secure the bag. chuckles Make a house into a home.  

Hadiyah -nods her head and chuckles with him- Yo what does that even mean? Secure the bag. I been hearing that everywhere and I swear I be out the loop with that saying.

Nasir It's a whole lot of definitions for that shit but means maintaining success. In that context, she ain't getting in the way of the money I'm making cause she's secure in her job and got her own. Securing the bag.

Hadiyah So the bag is money or the girl? Okay okay, lemme not confuse myself. -laughs- Finally a question for me, 'I'm a Leo woman pursuing a Taurus man, What's my luck like?' Alright well it depends on if you're willing to be submissive for once. Both signs are used to being in charged and a Taurus man might not care too much when you start beg for attention and want the praise that Leo are used to. The sex will be bomb as fuck as long as you care about what the other person likes, but that is honestly all I see for a Leo/Taurus couple. Communication got be off cause Leos don't care if it's not about them and Taurus just don't really care unless it's securing the bag. If you can work past being queen of shit for your man it could work. -looks at Nasir- you believe in astrology?

Nasir The bag is money. shrugs I never read into that shit. So I guess my answer is a no. Can you guess my sign though?

Hadiyah I swear people love asking me that. -chuckles looking him over- You seem super low key, but intense bout everything you are involved with. Also very petty when you mad. Uhhhh I wanna say Libra or Scorpio.

Nasir You've seen me get mad? But damn, I'm a scorpio. How you know? You be stalkin my shit? ..I'm playing. chuckles

Hadiyah Nah it's just a vibe that I get from you. But hear that ya'll I'm getting better and better at this stuff. -chuckles- Scorpio men are super intense, either they all in or they don't give a fuck about you. -shrugs- 'When did you know what you wanted to be in life?' and 'How do you balance your career and family?'

Nasir For a long time I ain't know what I wanted to be. I never continued school after high school so I figured I'd be pushing drugs for the rest of the my life. That's when I got into music producing. It was something I was good at and I wanted to make something of myself. I got into rapping a bit later, when I turned 21. As for balancing my career and family, I know that no matter what my family comes first so I'll always put them first. If I'm ever in the studio or anything and I get the facetime call or voice call from my daughter saying that she's missing me, I'd be out that bitch in 2.5. Doing 80 all in a 40 lane. laughs Nah.. but it's hard, it ain't impossible though.

Hadiyah Aw that's super cute. For me, I went through undergrad and graduate school and I told myself my parents don't have loans out the ass for no reason. I started doing radio in college and it kinda stuck with me. I don't have a child or anything so it's nothing like Nas, but I always make time to face time my parents or chat with my little sister to give them advice on a teacher I had or their boy issues. So it's not that hard for me. -chuckles- Do you think becoming a father has changed you? Like looking back on all the shit you did to women, now having a little girl, does it make you think differently about future relationships and all that?

Nasir chuckles It changed the fuck out of me, in a good way. I wanted to be a better man for my daughter and my girlfriend. We been through mad shit, so after we had her. I stopped bullshitting in every aspect of my life. I started grinding even harder than before. I started being more careful. I wanted to make as much money as I could so my family would never have to struggle like I did growing up. I changed my perspective on life in general cause I wanted to make sure she had the best life possible. It made me act differently toward my girlfriend because I finally realized that I can't be fucking around anymore. Life hit me hard and I wanted nothing more than to be a man for the both of them. I remember my ma told me something about how I gotta grow up to be the man my daughter would wanna marry, and it stuck with me.

Hadiyah Damn there's a girlfriend in the picture. -laughs- kidding. kidding. chuckles more- But that's super dope. I love hearing when men go through this change of life and realize that life if way more than fucking, and clout. Last question to ring the hotline is, 'Nasir, how's the studio?'

Nasir chuckles Yeah, there's a girlfriend. I know she'll be listening to see if I'll say some slick shit. The studio is going up. We reporting live right now. I'll be dropping some new music soon enough, so look out for it.

Hadiyah Heard you. Anything else you wanna say before we hang up on everyone?

Nasir Nah, I think that's it. Go follow me on twitter, instagram, and snapchat at xnasir. I don't got a facebook or any other social media besides that. New music dropping soon. A quick shoutout to my daughter, Brinley. Daddy loves you. I also wanna shout my girlfriend out. I know your crazy ass is listening and I love you too.

Hadiyah You heard it here. New music coming, follow him on social media, and two girls got his eyes now ladies so stiff arm. -chuckles- Thanks for tuning in everyone. This is Hadiyah Hotline, make sure to tune in next week for another episode. -plays a dial tone audio from her phone, before ending the recording-

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Closing Time: Buster Posey's missing power

San Francisco Giants’ Buster Posey has fantasy owners searching for power (AP Photo).

• Buster Posey was never a huge power guy (he’s never hit 25 homers in a season during his career and hasn’t reached 20 since 2014), but it’s all but evaporated this season, as he’s gone yard just once over his past 112 at bats and is slugging .404 on the year (his lowest since 2011). He had a nice walk-off hit Wednesday but entered as the No. 343 ranked fantasy player. The Giants have even tinkered with batting him second in the lineup recently, a spot where his low K% makes sense but his slow base running and propensity to ground into double plays don’t. 

He’ll hit in the middle of San Francisco’s mediocre lineup regardless, and Posey’s underwhelming counting stats (he’s on pace to record just 48 RBI) are especially troubling given the usually extremely pitcher-friendly AT&T Park has benefitted hitters more in 2018, something that figures to regress. His pitch framing numbers are way down as well, so it’s safe to say Posey is in decline. Here are his HR/FB rates since 2012, respectively: 18.8, 10.0, 13.4, 11.0, 9.8, 8.4, 6.3. That’s not an encouraging trend (although he has hit more Barrels this season (16) than he did all of last (15), for what it’s worth). Posey is still a good hitter, and he’s the rare fantasy catcher who helps batting average, but the utter lack of power really limits the former MVP’s upside. He’s skipping the All-Star game in order to receive an injection in his hip that’s bothered him all season, so hopefully that helps Posey bounce back in the second half.

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• Carlos Rodon picked up a win by holding the Cardinals scoreless over 7.1 innings Wednesday and now sits with a 3.56 ERA and 1.19 WHIP after seven starts since returning from shoulder surgery. He has control issues, and wins won’t be easy pitching for the White Sox, but Rodon was the No. 3 pick in the 2014 draft and owns a career 10.0 SwStr%. He’s just 20 percent owned in Yahoo leagues but expect that number to climb after Wednesday’s outing.

• Quick Hits: A Shelby Miller start in Coors Field screamed disaster, and the Rockies didn’t disappoint by scoring 19 runs. Daniel Descalso entered in relief with one out in the fourth, making it the earliest a position player has pitched in a game since 1979. Carlos Gonzalez (who entered averaging the longest HR distance (425 ft) in MLB) and Ian Desmond combined for three homers and 11 RBI…Not to be outdone, Cleveland also scored 19 runs Wednesday, thanks in part to Jason Kipnis, who homered twice and reached base eight times over the three-game series against the Reds. Maybe Kipnis’ bat is finally awakening from a season long slump, and he’s out there in 70 percent of leagues. Few parks in baseball boost run scoring like Progressive Field.

Jacob deGrom took yet another no-decision Wednesday despite tossing eight scoreless innings. After 18 starts, he has a 1.68 ERA with a 0.97 WHIP and a 5-4 record to show for it…Greg Bird homered and recorded four RBI for the second straight game. He’s still available in more than 60 percent of leagues…Right after I hyped him, Lance McCullers was hit hard Wednesday, allowing six runs over just four innings versus the A’s. He walked five batters while fanning only one and goes into the All-Star break on a down note…Brandon Nimmo had seen his OPS fall from 1.013 to .878 over the last three weeks before his pinch-hit, walk-off homer Wednesday…Marco Gonzalez impressed again while winning his third straight start and now sports a 2.35 ERA and a 0.96 WHIP over his last 11 outings (72.2 innings). He’s up to 10 wins on the season…I’m beginning to think Garrett Richards might be injury prone.

Will Smith tossed another two scoreless innings and now sits with a 0.95 ERA, 0.67 WHIP and 38 strikeouts over 28.1 innings. He’s also currently acting as the Giants’ closer, and I won’t stop writing about him until his ownership surpasses 40 percent…Chris Sale turned in his fifth straight performance with at least 11 strikeouts and one walk or fewer (becoming the first pitcher ever to do so) and sports a 0.94 ERA with 78 Ks over his last seven starts (48.0 innings). Sale is appointment viewing these days, and his career has been remarkable given he’s always pitched in the American League and in hitter’s parks (it’s crazy he’s younger than Chris Archer). Sale should be a top-five pick in fantasy drafts next year.

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How the 9 Florida State Players Performed at the NFL Scouting Combine

The dust has settled on the 2018 NFL Scouting Combine, and from what I’ve seen and heard about the nine former Seminoles who attended, it’s like the old Clint Eastwood film, “The Good, The Bad and The Ugly.”

THE GOOD The obvious choice to start with is Derwin James (pictured above). He had a great combine, producing numbers not too far off those posted by former FSU star and current Jaguars standout Jalen Ramsey. What he needed to show was the athleticism that made him such a hyped prospect coming out of high school and was seen in flashes during his college career.

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He looked good in drills and his measurables were good. One scout told me James was everything they thought he’d be; the team thinks if he focuses on one position or area of the field, he will excel. He started off the season as a seeming sure-fire top-five pick, but his status dropped during the season. With his strong combine showing, one would think he definitely has top-15 potential.

Josh Sweat was one of the guys who needed to have a good showing at the combine to increase his draft stock, and he did just that. One of the best things for a prospect is to measure and look like what has been portrayed. Most had him at 6 feet 5 and in the 240-250 range; his official measurement was just under 6-5 and his weight was 251 pounds, giving him that prototype edge rusher look.

He had said he was going to run a 4.4, have a vertical of 41 inches and a board jump of over 10 ft in the broad jump. He was close, running a 4.53 and positing a vertical of 39.5 and a broad jump of 10-4. More impressive was his short shuttle, which shows lateral quickness, at 4.28 seconds. This shows he has the athleticism to come off the edge.

But it also shows that his lack of production based upon these measurables just doesn’t make sense. Still, his measurables and test numbers likely will entice someone to take a chance on him earlier than his production merits. God just doesn’t make that many guys who are that big and can move like that.

Matthew Thomas was another high-rated recruit who didn’t necessarily live up to the hype. He did lead the team in tackles in 2016 and ’17, but had a lot of nagging injuries.

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He was considered a bit undersized by some, but weighing in at 232 pounds shut that down. He also showed explosive power, which is never a bad thing during the combine. His 4.58 40 is a good time for a linebacker, and his vertical (41.5 inches), broad jump (10-9), three-cone drill (6.85 seconds) and 20-yard shuttle (4.28 seconds) showcased the athleticism that had him ranked as a five-star prospect coming out of high school.

What also helps him is that FSU linebackers have produced in the NFL of late. His stock should rise a bit over the next few weeks.

THE BAD I expected Auden Tate to perform well. His measurables (6-5, 225 pounds) are impressive, but a slow time in the 40 (4.68) and a just-OK vertical of 31 inches didn’t help a guy who, with a good showing, could’ve potentially come away with a late first/early second grade.

From my experience, if you don’t think you’ll run well – I thought he needed a sub-4.6 – don’t run at the combine. His ability to make tough catches is what will get him drafted, but a good burst would’ve given scouts something else to like. Still, he has his pro day to improve on his numbers.

THE UGLY Tarvarus McFadden performed at the combine like he did in 2017 – and that’s not good. He has the body that GMs covet in a corner in today’s NFL (6-2, 198 pounds). But his 40 time of 4.67 was alarming. He did have an impressive vertical jump of 38.5 inches, and that kind of jump doesn’t jibe at all with his 40 time. With the way he performed in the on-field drills, it almost looked as if it hurt him to run. The lack of speed makes you understand why it seemed like he was lost in coverage in 2017.

He will need to have an epic pro day to climb back up to the draft board. His preseason stock was so much higher. It’s like he forgot the combine was scheduled for when it was.

Rick Leonard putting up just 19 reps on the bench press isn’t going to get you drafted when you were an iffy pick at best anyway.

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Ryan Izzo never really was utilized as a receiver in Jimbo Fisher’s offense, and while I questioned him declaring early, I don’t think the new offense would’ve used him much, either. Barely breaking 5.0 in the 40 (4.94) usually relegates you to a role as a blocking tight end. He didn’t wow in the bench press, either, with 18 reps, so there’s no telling if he’s even that adept in pass protection.

Others Derrick Nnadi had an OK showing, but not to the level of others in his position group. Ultimately his film is what will push him up or down. I thought he’d do more on the bench (25 reps).

Jacob Pugh showed he is a good athlete. His lack of tape probably has him as an undrafted free agent, but how he performed, especially if he can do it again at pro day, will get him a camp invitation at the least.

The players listed in the “Good” section definitely have less to prove at pro day, but they still can improve their stock. Some cleaning up of techniques, familiarity with the drills and being at home (which should mean a less stressful structure) should produce better numbers. I do think Tate and McFadden will perform better.

Article Originally Appeared on Gridiron Now: http://gridironnow.com/florida-state-players-performed-nfl-scouting-combine/

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Putin Tells Oliver Stone About His Days As A KGB Spy

Russia’s President Putin talked to Oliver Stone not only about politics and international affairs, but also about his family, childhood, and hobbies, as well as the time when he served as an under-cover KGB agent in Dresden in 1980s. These recollections are part of a book of full transcripts that includes material left out of the documentary series The Putin Interviews (which was panned last week by Rolling Stone in its “10 Most WTF Things We Learned From Oliver Stone’s Putin Interviews“).

Vladimir Putin said he joined the KGB, the Soviet Committee for State Security, in 1975, because he had “always wanted to.”

“I entered law school because I wanted to work for the KGB. And still when I was a pupil at school, I went to the KGB office in Leningrad (now St Petersburg) by myself. And I asked them what I had to do in order to work for the KGB. And the workers told me that I had to have a higher education and a better legal education.”

Putin said he did not have “any contact with the KGB” following the visit, so it was “quite unexpected that the KGB found me and offered a job” after he graduated from law school.

When asked by Stone, Putin acknowledged he watched many films about the agency and their intelligence work and was particularly inspired by a Soviet-era espionage thriller called Seventeen Moments of Spring, in which the main character played by famous actor Vyacheslav Tikhonov is a Soviet spy in Nazi Germany. The president admitted to romanticizing about getting a job at the KGB.

Putin served as an under-cover spy in Dresden from 1985 through 1990 and retired with the rank of lieutenant colonel when the USSR collapsed. In the late 1990s, he briefly served as the head of the FSB, the KGB’s successor.

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While Putin’s walk down memory lane with Stone was rather limited, the BBC recently conducted an extensive look on Putin’s days in Dresden. Some excerpts below:

Putin had arrived in Dresden in the mid-1980s for his first foreign posting as a KGB agent. The German Democratic Republic or GDR – a communist state created out of the Soviet-occupied zone of post-Nazi Germany – was a highly significant outpost of Moscow’s power, up close to Western Europe, full of Soviet military and spies. Putin had wanted to join the KGB since he was a teenager, inspired by popular Soviet stories of secret service bravado in which, he recalled later, “One man’s effort could achieve what whole armies could not. One spy could decide the fate of thousands of people.”

Initially, though, much of his work in Dresden was humdrum. Among documents in the Stasi archives in Dresden is a letter from Putin asking for help from the Stasi boss with the installation of an informer’s phone.

And there are details too of Soviet-East German social gatherings Putin attended, to celebrate ties between the two countries. But if the spy work wasn’t that exciting, Putin and his young family could at least enjoy the East German good life. Putin’s then wife, Ludmila, later recalled that life in the GDR was very different from life in the USSR. “The streets were clean. They would wash their windows once a week,” she said in an interview published in 2000, as part of First Person, a book of interviews with Russia’s new and then little-known acting president.

The Putins lived in a special block of flats with KGB and Stasi families for neighbours, though Ludmila envied the fact that: “The GDR state security people got higher salaries than our guys, judging from how our German neighbours lived. Of course we tried to economise and save up enough to buy a car.”

A former KGB colleague, Vladimir Usoltsev, describes Putin spending hours leafing through Western mail-order catalogues, to keep up with fashions and trends. He also enjoyed the beer – securing a special weekly supply of the local brew, Radeberger – which left him looking rather less trim than he does in the bare-chested sporty images issued by Russian presidential PR today.

East Germany differed from the USSR in another way too – it had a number of separate political parties, even though it was still firmly under communist rule, or appeared to be.

“He enjoyed very much this little paradise for him,” says Boris Reitschuster. East Germany, he says, “is his model of politics especially. He rebuilt some kind of East Germany in Russia now.”

The block of flats nearby, where the Putins lived

But in autumn 1989 this paradise became a kind of KGB hell. On the streets of Dresden, Putin observed people power emerging in extraordinary ways. In early October hundreds of East Germans who had claimed political asylum at the West German embassy in Prague were allowed to travel to the West in sealed trains. As they passed through Dresden, huge crowds tried to break through a security cordon to try to board the trains, and make their own escape.

Wolfgang Berghofer, Dresden’s communist mayor at the time, says there was chaos as security forces began taking on almost the entire local population. Many assumed violence was inevitable.

“A Soviet tank army was stationed in our city,” he says. “And its generals said to me clearly: ‘If we get the order from Moscow, the tanks will roll.'”

After the Berlin Wall opened, on 9 November, the crowds became bolder everywhere – approaching the citadels of Stasi and KGB power in Dresden.

The former KGB headquarters in Dresden

Putin and his KGB colleagues frantically burned evidence of their intelligence work. “I personally burned a huge amount of material,” Putin recalled in First Person. “We burned so much stuff that the furnace burst.”

Two weeks later there was more trauma for Putin as West German Chancellor Helmut Kohl arrived in the city. He made a speech that left German reunification looking inevitable, and East Germany doomed. Kohl praised Gorbachev, the man in Moscow who’d refused to send in the tanks, and he used patriotic language – words like Vaterland, or fatherland – that had been largely taboo in Germany since the war.  Now they prompted an ecstatic response.

It’s not known whether Putin was in that crowd – but as a KGB agent in Dresden he’d certainly have known all about it. The implosion of East Germany in the following months marked a huge rupture in his and his family’s life.

“We had the horrible feeling that the country that had almost become our home would no longer exist,” said his wife Ludmila. “My neighbour, who was my friend, cried for a week. It was the collapse of everything – their lives, their careers.”

One of Putin’s key Stasi contacts, Maj Gen Horst Boehm – the man who had helped him install that precious telephone line for an informer – was humiliated by the demonstrating crowds, and committed suicide early in 1990. This warning about what can happen when people power becomes dominant was one Putin could now ponder on the long journey home.

“Their German friends give them a 20-year-old washing machine and with this they drive back to Leningrad,” says Putin biographer and critic Masha Gessen. “There’s a strong sense that he was serving his country and had nothing to show for it.”

He arrived back to a country that had been transformed under Mikhail Gorbachev and was itself on the verge of collapse.

“He found himself in a country that had changed in ways that he didn’t understand and didn’t want to accept,” as Gessen puts it.

His home city, Leningrad, was now becoming St Petersburg again. What would Putin do there? There was talk, briefly, of taxi-driving. But soon Putin realised he had acquired a much more valuable asset than a second-hand washing machine.

In Dresden he’d been part of a network of individuals who might have lost their Soviet roles, but were well placed to prosper personally and politically in the new Russia. In the Stasi archives in Dresden a picture survives of Putin during his Dresden years. He’s in a group of senior Soviet and East German military and security figures – a relatively junior figure, off to one side, but already networking among the elite.

Vladimir Putin is standing second from the left in the front row

Prof Karen Dawisha of Miami University, author of Putin’s Kleptocracy: Who Owns Russia?, says there are people he met in Dresden “who have then gone on… to be part of his inner core”.

They include Sergey Chemezov, who for years headed Russia’s arms export agency and now runs a state programme supporting technology, and Nikolai Tokarev head of the state pipeline company, Transneft. And it’s not only former Russian colleagues who’ve stayed close to Putin.

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While Showtime has limited the distribution of “The Putin Interviews”, in the interview below Stone speaks to the FT’s Matthew Garrahan and explains why western world has Vladimir Putin all wrong.

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Putin Tells Oliver Stone About His Days As A KGB Spy

Russia’s President Putin talked to Oliver Stone not only about politics and international affairs, but also about his family, childhood, and hobbies, as well as the time when he served as an under-cover KGB agent in Dresden in 1980s. These recollections are part of a book of full transcripts that includes material left out of the documentary series The Putin Interviews (which was panned last week by Rolling Stone in its “10 Most WTF Things We Learned From Oliver Stone’s Putin Interviews“).

Vladimir Putin said he joined the KGB, the Soviet Committee for State Security, in 1975, because he had “always wanted to.”

“I entered law school because I wanted to work for the KGB. And still when I was a pupil at school, I went to the KGB office in Leningrad (now St Petersburg) by myself. And I asked them what I had to do in order to work for the KGB. And the workers told me that I had to have a higher education and a better legal education.”

Putin said he did not have “any contact with the KGB” following the visit, so it was “quite unexpected that the KGB found me and offered a job” after he graduated from law school.

When asked by Stone, Putin acknowledged he watched many films about the agency and their intelligence work and was particularly inspired by a Soviet-era espionage thriller called Seventeen Moments of Spring, in which the main character played by famous actor Vyacheslav Tikhonov is a Soviet spy in Nazi Germany. The president admitted to romanticizing about getting a job at the KGB.

Putin served as an under-cover spy in Dresden from 1985 through 1990 and retired with the rank of lieutenant colonel when the USSR collapsed. In the late 1990s, he briefly served as the head of the FSB, the KGB’s successor.

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While Putin’s walk down memory lane with Stone was rather limited, the BBC recently conducted an extensive look on Putin’s days in Dresden. Some excerpts below:

Putin had arrived in Dresden in the mid-1980s for his first foreign posting as a KGB agent. The German Democratic Republic or GDR – a communist state created out of the Soviet-occupied zone of post-Nazi Germany – was a highly significant outpost of Moscow’s power, up close to Western Europe, full of Soviet military and spies. Putin had wanted to join the KGB since he was a teenager, inspired by popular Soviet stories of secret service bravado in which, he recalled later, “One man’s effort could achieve what whole armies could not. One spy could decide the fate of thousands of people.”

Initially, though, much of his work in Dresden was humdrum. Among documents in the Stasi archives in Dresden is a letter from Putin asking for help from the Stasi boss with the installation of an informer’s phone.

And there are details too of Soviet-East German social gatherings Putin attended, to celebrate ties between the two countries. But if the spy work wasn’t that exciting, Putin and his young family could at least enjoy the East German good life. Putin’s then wife, Ludmila, later recalled that life in the GDR was very different from life in the USSR. “The streets were clean. They would wash their windows once a week,” she said in an interview published in 2000, as part of First Person, a book of interviews with Russia’s new and then little-known acting president.

The Putins lived in a special block of flats with KGB and Stasi families for neighbours, though Ludmila envied the fact that: “The GDR state security people got higher salaries than our guys, judging from how our German neighbours lived. Of course we tried to economise and save up enough to buy a car.”

A former KGB colleague, Vladimir Usoltsev, describes Putin spending hours leafing through Western mail-order catalogues, to keep up with fashions and trends. He also enjoyed the beer – securing a special weekly supply of the local brew, Radeberger – which left him looking rather less trim than he does in the bare-chested sporty images issued by Russian presidential PR today.

East Germany differed from the USSR in another way too – it had a number of separate political parties, even though it was still firmly under communist rule, or appeared to be.

“He enjoyed very much this little paradise for him,” says Boris Reitschuster. East Germany, he says, “is his model of politics especially. He rebuilt some kind of East Germany in Russia now.”

The block of flats nearby, where the Putins lived

But in autumn 1989 this paradise became a kind of KGB hell. On the streets of Dresden, Putin observed people power emerging in extraordinary ways. In early October hundreds of East Germans who had claimed political asylum at the West German embassy in Prague were allowed to travel to the West in sealed trains. As they passed through Dresden, huge crowds tried to break through a security cordon to try to board the trains, and make their own escape.

Wolfgang Berghofer, Dresden’s communist mayor at the time, says there was chaos as security forces began taking on almost the entire local population. Many assumed violence was inevitable.

“A Soviet tank army was stationed in our city,” he says. “And its generals said to me clearly: ‘If we get the order from Moscow, the tanks will roll.'”

After the Berlin Wall opened, on 9 November, the crowds became bolder everywhere – approaching the citadels of Stasi and KGB power in Dresden.

The former KGB headquarters in Dresden

Putin and his KGB colleagues frantically burned evidence of their intelligence work. “I personally burned a huge amount of material,” Putin recalled in First Person. “We burned so much stuff that the furnace burst.”

Two weeks later there was more trauma for Putin as West German Chancellor Helmut Kohl arrived in the city. He made a speech that left German reunification looking inevitable, and East Germany doomed. Kohl praised Gorbachev, the man in Moscow who’d refused to send in the tanks, and he used patriotic language – words like Vaterland, or fatherland – that had been largely taboo in Germany since the war.  Now they prompted an ecstatic response.

It’s not known whether Putin was in that crowd – but as a KGB agent in Dresden he’d certainly have known all about it. The implosion of East Germany in the following months marked a huge rupture in his and his family’s life.

“We had the horrible feeling that the country that had almost become our home would no longer exist,” said his wife Ludmila. “My neighbour, who was my friend, cried for a week. It was the collapse of everything – their lives, their careers.”

One of Putin’s key Stasi contacts, Maj Gen Horst Boehm – the man who had helped him install that precious telephone line for an informer – was humiliated by the demonstrating crowds, and committed suicide early in 1990. This warning about what can happen when people power becomes dominant was one Putin could now ponder on the long journey home.

“Their German friends give them a 20-year-old washing machine and with this they drive back to Leningrad,” says Putin biographer and critic Masha Gessen. “There’s a strong sense that he was serving his country and had nothing to show for it.”

He arrived back to a country that had been transformed under Mikhail Gorbachev and was itself on the verge of collapse.

“He found himself in a country that had changed in ways that he didn’t understand and didn’t want to accept,” as Gessen puts it.

His home city, Leningrad, was now becoming St Petersburg again. What would Putin do there? There was talk, briefly, of taxi-driving. But soon Putin realised he had acquired a much more valuable asset than a second-hand washing machine.

In Dresden he’d been part of a network of individuals who might have lost their Soviet roles, but were well placed to prosper personally and politically in the new Russia. In the Stasi archives in Dresden a picture survives of Putin during his Dresden years. He’s in a group of senior Soviet and East German military and security figures – a relatively junior figure, off to one side, but already networking among the elite.

Vladimir Putin is standing second from the left in the front row

Prof Karen Dawisha of Miami University, author of Putin’s Kleptocracy: Who Owns Russia?, says there are people he met in Dresden “who have then gone on… to be part of his inner core”.

They include Sergey Chemezov, who for years headed Russia’s arms export agency and now runs a state programme supporting technology, and Nikolai Tokarev head of the state pipeline company, Transneft. And it’s not only former Russian colleagues who’ve stayed close to Putin.

* * *

While Showtime has limited the distribution of “The Putin Interviews”, in the interview below Stone speaks to the FT’s Matthew Garrahan and explains why western world has Vladimir Putin all wrong.

from CapitalistHQ.com http://capitalisthq.com/putin-tells-oliver-stone-about-his-days-as-a-kgb-spy/