Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry! I didn't know you didn't write for f!reader.
So, could I request headcanons of Isagi, Bachira, Rin, Reo, and Sae with a Gn! Reader who's a cheerleader?
šĖąæ Cheerleader! S/O - Isagi, Bachira, Rin, Reo, Sae
ā°āā¤Hcs of them with a Cheerleader! s/o! (not the stereotype i think? im guessing u meant the sport since i heard its hard)
Genre: Fluff and crack?
Gn!reader or Any gender
Warnings: Swearing obviously, kinda short so theres that, not proof read
Waiter's Notes: Hello lovely!! its alright dear :)) just make sure to read the req page/rules next time ^^ Kinda short since im forgetful, the only cheerleading movie ive watched was like over a year ago and too lazy to do research
Masterlists Req Page/Rules
MAD RESPECT
He has ALOT of respect for you in general but this? it just tenfolded bro
Tries to come to all your competitions!! and vise versa, unless your competition times overlap :'D
Comes to your practices too <3
Always makes sure to bring snacks and drinks for you
Keeps track of your diet if you have one, but ALWAYS makes sure that you arent pushing yourself too much
Coming to his games with your team/friends to cheer!
He would be SOOOOOOOOO flustered but cmon, he looks ADORABLE when he is <3333
VERY SUPPORTIVE AND GOOFY!!!
He stops by your practice and tries to do your routine, it ends up in a mess and your coach is scolding you both LMAO
But he only had good intentions!
He wanted to take your mind off things like the competition since he knows it makes you nervous, and nervous you is well- not the best you šš
again, he BRAGS to anyone and EVERYONE. about you and how youre so cool doing all those tricks and things ykyk!!
He probably drags isagi to watch your competitions tbh
When you come to watch his matches and cheer, he has the BIGGEST smile ever!! š„¹š„¹
Its basically like shoving 5kg of sugar into his mouth, hes so energetic and motivated now <3
guys theres literally a reason why i didnt add him on the artist hcs and its bcs i genuinely think that he wont give a fuck š§
Like, you do cheerleading? okay coolš
But for the sake of this hc then imma put all my brain juice into this one
Might come to your practices whenever he has spare time/he remembers and gives you either those nice energy drinks or some suspicious green fruit-vegetable shake šš
But thats pretty rare
most of the time, you two meet up and do yoga/cool down together, maybe get icecream after bcs SCREW YOUR DIETS FOR ONCE ā¼ļøā¼ļø
If you come to his matches to cheer, then he would mostly be surprised because from the manga and light novel, no one really watched his matches
So he feels warmth blooming in his chest and subconciously works harder to score a goal
Its hard to find out which one of you two is the cheerleader tbh
deadass cheers MORE than you when it comes to your competitions no SHIT
also, your outift fees? covered. transportation fees? no need, get on his limousine. Props being too expensive? Honey no, 'Expensive' doesnt exist anymore remember?
He basically covers for everything you spend š§š§
Im gonna bet on everything that you have this room in the mikage corp thats specifically for your private practices, like the one reo used to practice soccer
Pays his teammates to go with him to cheer you on your competitions šššš
Come to his matches to cheer and this guy will MELT
his teammates tease him for giving you the googly eyes LMAOOO
Unlike rin, this guy actually cares
kinda
well, more than rin, thats for sure <3
He's a busy guy so he mostly watches you on his phone
speaking of that, he has this album on his gallery thats just pics and vids and clips of you š
AND LET ME TELL YOU
IT TAKES UP LIKE 24GB OF HIS STORAGE šššš
Hes dedicated so atleast theres that š¤·š
When you come to his matches, he might not see you at first bcs theres literally tens of thousands of people but when he does?
He performs a small gesture with his arm/s from a small routine you both came up with <33
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im sorry dis is short, i literally dont know wat else to write ššš
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Heat Syncope
A.U.gust 2023 - Day 16, Soulmates, @gallavichthings
Here's a little something I whipped up this morning for A.U.gust.
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It was mid-summer and hot as hell in Chicago. The heat had reached that peak where it just beat down on you, radiating off the concrete and making you feel like you were baking. It was making Mickey grumpy as hell.
Mickey being grumpy in the mornings (or in general) wasnāt exactly news, but it was especially bad today. He lit a cigarette and poured the freshly made coffee into a mug adding his three sugars and some cream, walking out onto his tiny balcony that a tiny table and two small chairs. He sat down in his usual seat. Ian usually sat in the other chair.
Normally by 9am heād start to feel more human but his black mood just hung over his head. It wasnāt just the heat, if was being honest with himself - and he definitely wasnāt - it was that a certain redhead heād recently started seeing had had to work the night before and got stuck at work. He'd had texted late the night before saying he couldnāt make it over. So Mickey had woken up alone and hot, his apartment feeling like an oven. A miserable empty stupid oven. He ignored the irony that his huge ginger.. whatever he was to him, ran hot and an extra body in his bed would only have made things hotter but he didnāt care. That redheaded asshole had wormed his way into Mickeyās life and bed and now he seemed to sleep terribly without him.
They hadnāt been dating that long.. dating.. fucking.. whatever. But Mickey felt like an addict. He felt totally outta control around the redhead. He wanted to be around him all the time. He said and did all these stupid soft things now, who was he even? He basically couldnāt say no to him. Would do anything for it. It was fucking terrifying. It always felt so big, like heād jumped - or been pushed- off a cliff and was free falling. He kind of hated it. But also didnāt hate it at all.
Fuck. He shook himself. There was a tiny breeze on the balcony but no reprieve from the intense heat of the sun that was already picking up momentum this early in the day. He didnāt work until that night but didnāt know if he could stay in this apartment all day. His mind turned to Ian but he shook his head. That was it, he hated feeling like a little bitch. He was done. No more messing around with Gallagher. That asshole thought he could just come and go as he pleased? Probably already moved onto someone new. Maybe he didnāt even have to work? Maybe it was an excuse. Maybe heād gone out to some bar. Mickey got madder as he sat there.
His phone buzzed.
Gallagher: Hey Mick, howād you sleep? Sorry I couldnāt make it. The hospital was crazy busy last night.
Mickey read the message and he felt his resolve fall away a little. He put his phone down. He wasnāt going to answer.
Gallagher: I missed ya.
Gallagher: Itās hot as fuck today. I think my brain is melting. Would you wanna go to the beach with me? I know itās far but I donāt think I canāt stand the city today.
Gallagher: Iāve never really gone to the beach, but I dunno. Thought you might come with me. š¤·
Gallagher: Probably not your thing but thought Iād ask.
Mickey swallowed hard. He knew Ian rambled when he was nervous. He reread the messages 3 times over.
I missed ya.
Ian missed him.
Theyād only spent one night apart in days. His reflex was to reply with something that was snarky. Or call it gay. But he couldnāt stop rereading it. He couldnāt even remember why heād been mad before. He saw the 3 dots appear again, probably meaning more nervous rambling from Ian was on its way.
Mickey: Calm your tits Gallagher. Fine Iāll go to the fucking beach with you.
The three dots disappeared and reappeared.
Gallagher: Ya?? Iāll bring towels and snacks. Do you think they sell snacks there? Wanna meet me at the L in 30 mins?
Mickey: Better bring some sunscreen. I bet your freckled ass burns like a motherfucker.
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An hour and a half later Mickey found himself standing in freshly purchased bathers in a place he never really pictured heād be.
At the beach.
Stood next to a man who in this moment he really wanted to fucking kiss. He looked up at Ian who was standing in his bathing shorts and a white t-shirt. He held a hand up to shield his sunglass covered eyes and took in the scene before turning and grinning at Mickey.
āItās nice!ā Ian decided.
āItās hot. And crowded.ā Mickey countered. He felt nervous. He couldnāt swim and didnāt know how to tell the redhead that. Which made it even more ridiculous heād said yes to this plan in the first place. Fucking Ian. But the water did look cool and inviting.
Ian grinned at him, āOkay Mickey. We just need to cool you down.ā Mickeyās stomach did an uncomfortable flip when Ian grabbed his hand and tugged him towards the water, their towels safely stowed under an umbrella behind them. Mickey followed a few feet behind, looking down at where their hands were clasped. In public. For anyone to see.
Ian pulled them until their toes touched the cool water. Mickey felt the sweet relief of the coolness sweep up him and he did feel better. He felt like heād been hot for days.
āOh god thatās nice.ā Ian groaned beside him, tugging him a step further into the water and not releasing his hand. Mickey felt his blood speed south at the sound.
āNot sure you can make sounds like that here, Gallagher. These shorts donāt leave much to the imagination.ā He hissed back.
Ian looked at him, his grin growing even wider, an evil glint in his eyes. āOh? Youāre that easy to get going, Mick?ā
āWell no one was in my bed this morning to suck my dick so I'm a little on edge.ā He grumped.
Ianās eyebrows lifted and he chucked. All sorts of amused by Mickeyās grumpiness. It kind of blew Mickeyās mind, while everyone else in the world seemed to fear him and his moods, Ian seemed to take it as an invitation.
Ian let go of his hand then, pulled off his shirt and sunglasses and tossed them on the beach. Winked at Mickey and then ran a couple steps and dove into the water.
Mickey stepped backwards, hands up to shield himself from the splash.
Ian surfaced, flipping his red hair back, water pouring down his head and strong shoulders when he stood up again in the waist deep water. He looked hot as fuck. If the cool water hadnāt been enticing, Ian in it certainly was.
āCome on in, Mickey, the waterās fine.ā He called.
Mickey took another tentative step in and stopped, āThink Iām all good here, Gallagher. Cooling down already.ā
Ian frowned, a thought crossing his face. He walked over to Mickey and reached out, putting his hands on the brunetteās hips.
āCan you swim, Mick? I didnāt think to ask.ā He asked quietly so no one could overhear. Mickey didnāt know how he always seemed to read his mind. Also he was being so considerate, how was this guy real.
He swallowed and without thinking answered honestly, āNo man, when would I had had time to go to a pool. Who woulda taught me? My asshole Nazi Dad?ā His cheeks burned red.
Ian nodded, Mickey had told him a bit about it.
āRight!ā He said, decided. āGuess youāre just gonna have to trust me then.ā
āWha-?ā Mickey started to ask but Ian had already grabbed his hand again and was pulling him gently into the water.
āCome on, Mick. I promise Iāve got you. You need to cool down.ā He stopped their plight and turned around, āDo you trust me?ā He asked, suddenly sincere.
Mickey looked into those green eyes and couldnāt help himself, his heart felt like it was going to burst out of his chest. āYeah, man, I trust you.ā
āGood, come on then.ā Ian said and pulled Mickey into the water.
When it got deep enough, Ian pulled Mickey towards him and made him wrap his arms around his neck.
Mickey couldnāt believe he was doing this in broad daylight with another man, but it just felt so good. Ian felt strong and his muscles hard in Mickeyās arms. Their chests pressed against each other, hearts beating against each other. The water was deliciously cool and refreshing, giving him a reprieve he hadnāt felt in days. He glanced around, there was no one near them in the water. He relaxed into it.
They floated together for a few mins, Ianās long legs resting on the sand keeping them above water. Mickey wrapped his legs around Ianās hips. Ian pulled him closer and nuzzled into his neck.
āMmmm you smell good.ā He mumbled. āI missed ya last night.ā He said quietly. Mickeyās heart skipped a beat and then restarted at double the pace. He knew Ian could feel it with their chests pressed against each other under the water.
āYa man, I, uh, missed ya too.ā He mumbled back, the big feelings were back making his chest ache.
He didnāt get how Ianād known. How heād figured out exactly what Mickey had needed all day and made it happen. This wasnāt a sex thing, I mean the sex was fantastic but this was more. His heart felt like it was going to explode.
Ian pulled his face back and placed a chaste kiss to Mickeyās lips. He looked into Mickeyās eyes, an emotion shining there that Mickey knew was reflected in his. It felt too big, he didnāt feel ready to talk about it.
Ian opens his mouth to speak and closes it. Seemingly changing his mind.
āWanna ditch work tonight? Just say fuck it. Stay around here, maybe get some tacos and beer?ā
Mickey knows in that moment. Such a small thing. But it just hits him. He thinks heās known for a while. But itās in all the little moments of their day. Everything leading up to this moment.
Ianās his soulmate.
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An Analysis of Blue Bayou and Dixie Landin
I've been SUPER fixated on this park and its issues since I went with Batz a few weeks ago, so here's a glimpse into my neurodivergence at its finest <3
Blue Bayou and Dixie Landin is a theme park located in Baton Rouge, Louisiana. Opening in 1999, the park boasts 20 water rides- previously making the park known as āLand of the Giantsā for sporting 5 of the worldās largest waterslides-, 3 coasters (currently), and 24 more fair-style rides. Blue Bayou and Dixie Landin currently has a few major recorded incidents and Iām here to discuss those combined with the underhanded shady business practices going on behind the scenes because š¤· what else do you do on a sunday
Blue Bayou and Dixie Landin has been a huge part of my childhood. I went there for the first time when I was 6 or 7 years old, and ever since then I have had a massive hyperfixation on theme parks. However, happy memories turned sour as I went there recently for a family vacation; the entire Dixie Landin half of the park was completely shut down, Blue Bayou was severely understaffed, and the most horrifying part of it all: the ticket prices (/hj). When you went in, it was five dollars for parking, fifty to get into the park (twice as much as full price used to be even with half the park shut down), and overpriced merchandise all throughout the waterpark. From what we could see of Dixie Landin, the rides looked worn down- like nobody had cared for them for years . We had a great time with what was open, but I couldnāt help but wonder: who or what made this once-great park end up in such a state of disrepair?
So thereās a lot to unpack here, I will be honest. I will go over the labor and pay violations last, as it still happens to this day and is getting worse each year. To start this analysis of the parkās flaws off, I will start with the thing I found the funniest in my research: a failed P!ATD concert.
In July 2015, Panic! At The Disco had a scheduled performance on the Coca-Cola concert stage. Thousands of people traveled from several hours away to see this concert, only to be met with a park that was not prepared for the overwhelming crowd of fans. The park was packed, the event gates opened an hour late, and there was no easy access to drinking water which left a multitude of folks dehydrated, some passing out, and one even having a seizure. Looking at BBDLās reviews online, this was the start of the parkās bad reputation to the public. However, an incident in 2010 trumps this and is horribly overlooked, in my opinion. This is where we get into less-funny territory.
Around 4 PM on July 11th, Lindsay Zeno rode her last roller coaster in DIxie Landin. The 21 year old woman was riding on the āX-tremeā coaster with her friends when a restraint bar supposedly failed on the ride. There is no clear reason as to what happened, but stories vary from the locking mechanism not pushed in fully to her somehow tampering with the restraint. No matter how it happened though, she plummeted 30 feet to her eventual death after she was seen trying to pull the restraint down before a sharp curve. Experts were brought in and several critical investigations were performed on the ride, but no conclusion could be reached. This was the parkās first fatal incident. In 2006, there was another incident, but the victim survived and his family sued the park for it. A 2-year old (4-year old according to wikipedia) boy named Kobe Carter fell at least 25 feet on June 9th off of the āOver the Rainbowā ride, breaking his arms and legs.
Surprisingly, those are the only two major injury/death related incidents. The final issue I would like to discuss is all of the financial issues surrounding Blue Bayou and Dixie Landin. This includes prices, employee payment, and how they spend their money regarding the park.
As I mentioned in the first bit of this analysis, the ticket prices are insane. Only half of the park is open, but the tickets are full price (and even higher than they used to be due to inflation). This was even more insane in early 2021-22, when they were only able to open a few of the rides at Blue Bayou, and only offered a small discount to make up for it. The staff were- and still are- being severely underpaid, causing a ton of negligence (Surprise! People donāt like to work for free!). Further research led me to one of their shady business practices: employees (who were mostly high school age just looking for summer jobs) work for minimum wage with the promise of a big bonus at the end of each season. Sounds great, right? It would be a decent payment plan, if it werenāt for the higher ups cutting the employees loose right before the bonus can be issued. (I donāt have an official source for it, but read this in a few of the park reviews and overheard it from some of the lifeguards on break).
The park owners also overcharge for everything with none of the earned money going back into the park, and will find any way to make and keep money they can. A few reviews from 2021 even said that they were in the waterpark for ten minutes maximum before a weather warning stopped the entire park for the rest of the day. This would be understandable if guests would get some sort of compensation for the $40-50 they just spent to get in, or if they would let them back in after the weather is clear, but they did nothing of the sort. No refunds, extremely rare price decreases, and cutting corners where they can manage it. The park need serious work to be done on it, such as repainting and making rides safer (some of the other guests while we were there had said they had been scratched up and injured by the waterslides as screws had come up and the sharp edges of the piping had come up in some spots.. And.. um. I can vouch for them because I too was a little beat up after some of the rides) and it has needed these repairs for a while now, but the owners want as much money as they can flowing into their pockets so they spare every expense they can.
Sad to say it, but if the park keeps raising prices with no improvements the way it has been, people will eventually just have enough and stop going, making Blue Bayou and Dixie Landin the eventual next star of a Defunctland video. If you look at the reviews online, itās not hard to find people who have sworn to never go back. I personally hope the park gets new owners and can return back to the greatness it was when I was a kid, but Iām not sure how many more years it can hold up.
Iām tired after writing all of this (it's been like 4 hours now) so I hope it all makes sense. This isnāt a critique or a report or anything, just an analysis of what Iāve been hyperfixating on for the past few weeks because I was going to explode if I didnāt infodump about it <3
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