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sunaswife · 4 years

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A Suna Rintarou Series

Summary: Suna was the best boyfriend you could ask for, after fighting with your inner demons that screamed you were ugly, worthless, and annoying. You finally decided to go the next step with your boyfriend, only to find out it was all a game.

A/N: PART 9 NEKSKWOSHSH THIS IS ONE OF MY FAV CHAPTERS 🥺

Warnings: underaged drinking, smut, guys talking badly about women, heartbreak, messed up shit that you shouldn’t do and a bit of fluff if you squint

Disc five-slide one: Foursome 🕷

(not like that)

Something about you really peeved the three boys. The way you smiled made their hearts flutter, you looked so pretty when you focused on what the coach was saying, you looked so beautiful tying your shoe. And you looked the most beautiful when you turned to the three boys and the sun was setting behind you. I mean well the worlds sun was setting and their sun was right there, you.

Suna realized that he fucked up, he’s aoreads in love. It wasn’t some small crush, no he’s madly in love with you now. You’re everywhere so what could he do? You’re in his class, in his extracurricular, you’re invading his lunch table (not that he’s complaining), and he sees you on free days. How could he keep you out of his mind when you always invaded it? Your his girlfriend so sometimes you catch him off guard by brushing your fingers through his hair, kissing his cheek, making him lunch, offering to help him study. It was just so hard to not fall in love with you. But he fell hard and surprising so fast.

Atsumu didn’t feel love for you, he was jealous of Suna and he just wanted you to himself. He basically wanted to be friends with benefits with you in a way. In his mind you’re a package, you’re smart, you actually know volleyball and you play so it’s easy to give him pointers, you’re so hot, and you have the most innocent look on your face that makes him want to ruin you. His thoughts will always be the dirtiest when you’re around, he’s just too infatuated with the fact that someone as beautiful as you is so pure and humble. He wants to know how much he could get away with before you finally crack.

Osamu was wrapped around your finger, not in a romantic type of way. He wasn’t in love with you romantically at all but he for sure wanted to protect you from every bad thing in this world. He felt like an older brother to you. And he’d smack Suna, Atsumu or whoever in a heartbeat if they ever hurt you. The thing he’s been wanting to do the most is make onigi with you because Suna has claimed they are to die for. He wanted to be there for you in the small and big moments in your life.

After getting to know you, the three boys had you in their hearts one way or another. “Y’all are so slow, come on!” You whined and complained about how hungry you were. They all rolled their eyes and hurried as you almost ran to the restaurant. You all decided to have a study group night or whatever after practice at a nearby restaurant and you were starving.

They learned their lesson the last time you were hungry. In the beginning you get all adorable and cute when you whine but that’s only minutes before you turn into a demon. Any snarky remark from Atsumu is silenced because you’re not afraid to throw volleyballs at him.

You usually become silent and hangry and that’s not a good sign. The boys always have a snack in their bags just in case you ever need it because they’d prefer an adorable sun then a quiet demonic asshole.

Yes you admit you could be a bit of an asshole when you’re hangry.

When you finally entered the restaurant you sighed and sat on the booth near the window. Atsumu sat across from you, Osamu to his left and Suna was on your right. Soon a waiter came and handed menus and asked what everyone wanted to drink and you hummed as you scanned through the options on the menu.

“Y/N, what do you want to drink?” Suna nudged and you were interrupted from your concentration. “A coffee, with a lot and I mean a lot of French vanilla creamer please.” You looked up at the man and he nodded. “Just letting you know you do get unlimited coffee refills.” He said and you nodded, “Perfect, I’m gonna need it.” You said making him laugh and they boys lowkey glared at him.

He didn’t notice and he simply walked away. “Why did you order a coffee it’s 8 pm..” Atsumu asked, “Why did you order a Dr.Pepper? It’s the same thing.” You waved your hand to brushed him off. You grabbed your backpack and began to take out flash cards. “Your wonderful friend spent all last night and today making these for you. This is one of the easiest ways I learn and I wanted to see if it worked for you guys too.” You spoke up and began passing the packets of flash cards. “You have amazing handwriting.” Osamu commented. “Some are kind of sloppy because my hands started cramping but I tried to make it as legible as possible.” You said with a small smile. You made them all flash cards on the subject they were struggling with, Suna and Atsumu with chemistry. Osamu with English, and Atsumu with basic Algebra and Suna with Geometry.

“Is there anything you’re bad at? Ya know, just out of curiosity.” Atsumu asked as he flipped through the cards bored, he appreciated the gesture and hard work but he wasn’t into studying very much, “Yeah I wonder, since you’re a straight A student...” Suna turned to you. You hummed and looked out of the window thinking, I mean you’re not perfect in everything but you’re not horrible when you actually try. “I’m kind of bad when it comes to presentations and public speaking, I stutter a lot.” You spoke up. “Oh yeah, ugh the project we worked on was really good but we lost points in the presenting part.” Suna groaned as he told the twins and you nodded. “Makes sense you’re a shy baby and Suna is just a quiet dude.” Atsumu said and Osamu nodded. “Oh another thing I’m bad at is walking in heels. I don’t know how other girls do it to be honest.” You said as the drinks arrived, you immediately started opening the small creamer cups to put in the coffee. “But like were they Ariana grande high or like old lady high?” Osamu asked curiously. “Dude the fact that you know about heels makes me wonder..” Atsumu said which earned a smack from his twin. You couldn’t help but giggle at their arguing. “I’ll buy you drag heels, don’t worry.” Suna told him which pissed off Samu even more.

You took a shot of the creamer and made a scrunched up face because of the sweetness. “What do you expect from drinking straight up sugar.” Suna snickered and handed you a napkin. You gave him a small thanks and an adorable smile. You wiped the creamer that spilled on the table and look up to answer the grey haired twins question. “For a family party one time I wore some small heels and they kept hurting and I couldn’t play volleyball in them so I ended up stealing my cousins shoes because when I was barefoot everyone kept stepping on me. And when I had a sleepover at my friends house we tried on her moms high heels and we were walking up and down the hall because the floor was hardwood and I fell down the stairs.” You said which caused them to almost spit out their drinks.

They couldn’t stop laughing, you chuckled lightly at their reactions and you were happy that they were so carefree around you and unfiltered. They were always so honest with you and genuine. You lowkey considered the twins your best friends and the pounding of your heart just kept beating when you looked at Suna.

You had a small crush on him in the beginning but now you were starting to fall hard and fast.

You didn’t want this to end.

They didn’t want this to end either.

Previously

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A/N: Little by little the boys want to forget about the bet and just keep you forever. But that don’t happen cuz I’m a shitty writer.

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miraculousandbts · 3 years

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RM | Baby Sister

Summary: Your brother visits you after a long time, and you’re the happiest person on Earth.

Pairing: Namjoon is y/n’s brother.

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 1.6k

Warnings: y/n gets a little too overwhelmed and starts happy crying a little. Adorable Joon because that should be a warning.

You opened your eyes and let out an annoyed sigh. Your phone had been ringing for the past 10 minutes, and it was kept under your pillow, which meant you felt it vibrate near your head. You begrudgingly placed your hand under your pillow and searched for the object, taking it out when you touched it. You opened it and saw 5 missed calls from your brother.

"Joon?!" You sat up with a start, all thoughts of sleep long forgotten. Your brother finally had enough time to call you. Not once, but five times. You clutched the phone to your chest and smiled at nothing in particular. Then your phone rang again, almost giving you a heart attack. It was him again, you saw. Before you could pick up, you did a mini happy dance, which was basically just wiggling sitting in your bed looking like a homeless hobo with your bed hair.

You swiped the accept button and nearly screamed, remembering in the last minute that you just might blow your brothers' ear drums if you actually did scream. "Hey, baby sister." He greeted. "Joon!!!" You replied back, a little too enthusiastically. "Woah! Are you on a sugar rush this early in the morning?" He chuckled. "Nah, I just missed you a little too much."

He sighed. "I'm sorry, love. All this idol business is...you know." You did know. Being an Idol was not easy, especially if you were as famous as them. He wasn't only a part of the team, he was also the leader and the translator. Plus, handling six hyperactive kids was not an easy task. He had apologised countless times, giving the same reason again and again. You knew, at this point, he was getting fed up of himself. "It's okay, Joonie. I get it. And I'm proud of you, so don't apologise, just tell me when we'll be seeing each other again." You went from serious to yourself in a second without missing a beat.

"About that," he sounded full of life again, "we have to shoot a Run episode in a water park, and I may have suggested One Mount." You let out an excited squeal. "And the staff may have agreed." Hearing this, you yelled loudly. (Y'all will understand what I'm talking about if you've seen episode 13 of Run BTS! If you haven't, I'll tell you. One mount is a water park (I think) in Ilsan, Namjoon's hometown. They shot episode 13 there, so that's the excuse I'm using, cuz I'm a person who has a lot of ideas but they are completely unrelated to the topic. Thank you.)

You were meeting your brother in person after an year. An year! You both were very close before he became a trainee and suddenly didn't have any time for you because he was all the way in Seoul. You always knew about his dream about being a rapper though, so you always supported him in whatever decisions he made. Granted, you freaked out a little when he suddenly changed his hair style to an afro, of all things, but still, you were his sister, and you had to support your brother.

You were so happy, you felt like crying. You let out a sob and a hiccup involuntarily, and brought your free hand to cover your mouth. "Wait, shit, are you crying, love?" He sounded worried. "Aw, baby, don't cry." You might hate it when other people babied you and you might go around getting into fights with boys, but with your brother, you did a complete 180 and became his baby sister.

You sobbed again. "I-I'm fine. J-Just, we'll b-be seeing each o-other after such a-a long t-time..." you trailed off. "I know, love." You could practically imagine him sitting in his studio, smiling gently. "I love you, but I've gotta go right now. I still have some packing to do!" He said in a cheery voice. "I love you too." You simply replied while he hung up.

You wiped your tears, internally thankful you hadn't cried enough for your nose to get runny. You already looked like you had been dragged through a barbed wire fence backward with your hair open, the last thing you needed was a runny nose. Finally deciding to start your day, you get out of bed and head to the bathroom. You thanked the Gods it was a Sunday today, or you would have been running around the house wearing mismatched socks and uncombed hair looking for your car keys despite the fact that they're always kept at the same place, knowing you were late for college.

You randomly let out a giggle and hugged yourself tightly while brushing your teeth. You were meeting your brother again, and you couldn't be happier.

*****

Namjoon was excitedly packing a duffel bag with a few pair of clothes and other necessities, while a big grin was plastered on his face.

Taehyung and Jungkook entered the room while talking something about gaming. Namjoon wasn't even mad that they had not started packing yet, even though he knew how long Jungkook takes just to pack a duffel bag. "Uh, Namjoon hyung?" He looked at Taehyung, who was looking at him weirdly. "Stop smiling like that, it's creepy." Namjoon only shrugged and went back to packing.

"What are you so happy about anyway? I mean, I know we're going to Ilsan, but I did not see Taehyungie hyung, or Yoongi hyung grinning like idiots when we went to Daegu." Jungkook plopped down on the bed and raised an eyebrow. "I'm not excited because of that. I'm going to see y/n after an year." He dropped the shirt in his hand and sat down beside Jungkook, his expression changing to a gentle one.

Both the younger boys looked at each other and smiled. Taehyung was thinking about his younger siblings, while Jungkook smiled at the thought of his elder brother. All the members had siblings, either elder or younger, but they had also found family in each other.

"We'll leave you alone, because we know we won't be able to stop you from smiling, and it really is creepy." Taehyung took Jungkook's hand and pulled him outside. Namjoon sighed. He picked up his discarded shirt and put it in the bag, zipping it up. One more day, and he'll be hugging and kissing you like before.

*****

It was early in the evening. You were anxiously waiting for your brother at the airport.

He said he'd be there by now. You looked around, clutching your phone tightly. You noticed you had been doing that a lot recently. That's when it happened. You saw him. You smiled so big, you were afraid that your jaw would fall off. You let out a small giggle, and ran towards him. Not too fast, you did not want people to think you needed a mental asylum.

That's when he spotted you, and smiled a really big smile. When you neared, he opened his arms and you jumped on him, wrapping your arms around his neck, squeezing tightly. You missed him, so so much. "I feel like crying but I can't stop smiling. My cheeks hurt." You muttered, nuzzling your nose in the crook of his neck. You heard him chuckle, and then he pulled back.

"Still so pretty." He pressed a light kiss on your forehead. You heard someone clearing their throat behind him, and that's when you remembered that he wasn't alone. Being his sister, you had met the other guys a couple of times, which was enough for you to get comfortable around them. You were that kind of person; it took you a very short time to make friends and remove the awkwardness people tend to have when meeting someone for the first time.

You looked back and gave them a smile. Seokjin smiled back at you and moved in for a hug. You gave him a side hug, while the rest of them followed. While you all exchanged greetings, two cars arrived, for all of you. "How did you come here?" Jungkook asked. If you had to choose who were the closest to, except Joon, you'd choose Jungkook, considering he was the closest to your age.

"In my car." You answered simply. "Can I go with y/n to her house before coming to the hotel?" You turned around at Namjoon's voice. He was asking this to his manager. The manager told him he could, while warning him to be on time and to be careful around paparazzi. He also jokingly told him to let you drive as he didn't have a driving license. Everyone knew Joon could be clumsy.

Everyone said their goodbyes and went to their respective destinations. You and Namjoon entered your car, while he complemented how you maintained it over the last few years when he gifted it to you. You had gotten into your dream university and had bought a small one bedroom flat near the said university.

He had told you how proud he was because your university was one of the biggest in the city, and getting in was hard. You had worked so hard, all the while doing a part time job to earn enough money to buy your own house. You were inspired by him, to work hard and not depend on anyone. The only thing your parents helped you with was making sure you were not overworking yourself and putting yourself in danger.

Shortly after you had gotten in, he had sent a small car as a birthday gift. You had almost cried that day. He had told you he didn't want you to take the bus every other day, or spend any more of your hard earned money on a car. Knowing you well, he had attached a card to the car which said that he knew you wouldn't accept it easily, and being your elder brother, he was ordering you to accept it wholeheartedly.

"So, how are your studies?" He asked, as soon as you started the car. The airport was fairly near to where you lived. "Good. I do wish that the teachers would give deadlines for projects accordingly though. The toughest ones have the shortest deadlines, while the easiest ones have the longest." You rolled your eyes. "Ah, I know the feeling. You work your butt off for a week for the harder ones, and something always goes wrong. Be it the spelling, or the wordings. And then you spend two weeks chilling, doing the project in a day, just waiting for the day you turn it in."

You both chortled. The drive was filled with laughs, while you both caught up with each other. You told him stories about what happened in your friend group, while he told you the boys' antics. His stories were absolutely hilarious.

You finally reached your apartment building, and parked the car. Helping him with his stuff, you both silently reached the elevator. Getting in, you pressed the button for your floor. A while later, you both found yourselves in your house.

"Go freshen up. I'll make dinner." You kept his stuff near the table, and pointed to the bathroom. "I like your style." He looked around and made his way towards the bathroom. "Stop complimenting yourself." You shook your head. You both knew how similar you both were. From your love for crabs and trees, to how you decorated your house, you had gotten almost everything from him.

You made some simple ramen, and you both had dinner quietly, making small talk. He looked tired, and you were ready to sleep too. You asked him to go to bed, promising you'll join him shortly. You cleaned everything up, and entered your room to take some pajamas. You can never forget the sight that awaited you.

Namjoon was curled up in a ball, hugging a pillow to his chest like a little koala, while snoring loudly. You cooed at the sight. It made him look like a baby, and for a moment, you felt like you were his elder sister, determined to protect your big baby at all costs. After silently taking out your pajamas from the closet and changing into them in the bathroom, you got in the bed.

He let out a small sigh, and moved closer to you, wrapping his arm around you torso. You remembered the old days, when you both would sleep together, and while he wasn't a big fan of cuddling, you both would end up doing just that. You weaved your fingers through his hair, and fell into a deep peaceful slumber.

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ofravensandgenesis · 4 years

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Meme Tag Games!

Thank you for all the lovely tags!! :D <3 This is quite belated but between some health happenings, the weather deciding to turn the thermostat way up (and the house AC went out), and other stuff, I got swamped for a while there. Here we are now though! :D Tagging anyone who wants to jump in on any of these, namely FC5 GFH tag game; OC Fighting Style; and WIP Day. Continued below the cut because this got long:

FC5 Guns For Hire Meme Game

Tagged by @chyrstis and @amistrio for the FC5 GFH meme, thank you for the tag!! :D <3 We have full length responses with some banter with the human GFH in particular here. I was kind of stumped with how to answer this for Joshua in what he might say as a GFH since his verse is very tailored for him being the Deputy and all the psychic shenanigans. Eventually I got over that and this is basically an AU where there’s another (unnamed here) Deputy who IS slated to be The Deputy that Joshua is trying to help (and convince to do less murder) to explain how he fits into a verse as a Gun For Hire. Psychic shenanigans still happen in this AU of an AU ofc, just it’s perhaps less prominent. We’re skipping over possible musings of relevant sidequests for Joshua relating to the Seeds in this for the sake of time, though I acknowledge that it’s something to explore, likely would impact the endgame with the Heralds, cult, and Joseph depending on the Deputy’s choices of doing a Kill or No-kill run. This verse also assumes that Joshua, the Deputy, Whitehorse, Pratt, and Hudson all got away or were not present for the helicopter crash. Other characters minor and otherwise who are alive in Joshua’s main fic verse ACABH are the same as in that story thus far, such as Rae-Rae and Ryan being alive. We’ll also presume the Seeds are all still alive at the time of these dialogue lines.

Deputy Joshua Raguel Rook

(All images used were public domain and/or labeled free for reuse under creative commons license. Above image was sourced from [here.]) With Fangs for Hire

Boomer: “Hey there boy, how’re you feeling today? Got some venison strips saved for you, you eating enough with all this running around?” [cue more small talk and praise for Boomer about how Boomer’s doing such a good job and Joshua feeding Boomer bits of cooked meat. Will likely sing snatches of cheery dog-themed songs he’s heard when in the party with Boomer and there’s no enemies nearby.]

Peaches: “...I hope that’s not people-meat in your teeth, Peaches, you know how Miss Mable feels about that, it’s bad for your health. I’m also not quite brave enough to want to brush your teeth—though maybe Dr. Lindsey or Wade can offer advice on that. We’ll get you some nice fish instead, that’s a good kitty.” [He’s a bit more shy around Peaches than Boomer bc cougar, but an effort at friendliness will be made.]

Cheeseburger: “...that is one big bear. He’s a sweetheart though. Just...hoping he doesn’t make a mistake of who he’s barreling into. It’s not like we’re wearing team colors or anything.” [Cheeseburger is a sweetie and Joshua likes him, but also: bear. Joshua’s a bit wary around him, but will still feed Cheeseburger salmon when able. May crack a joke paralleling Cheeseburger going “Only You Can Prevent Cult Gun Fire.” Will not crack this joke after any Jacob-region events though.]

With Other Guns for Hire:

Sharky

Sharky: So amibro, I was thinking, you know how those Angels are all dead in the head and stuff? How are they still shuffling around, is the Bliss like a zombie plant or something? Joshua: ...no, that’s more in line with the aliens that Larry keeps going on about I’m sure. Something about brainmelting and bendy straws, I got lost when he started mentioning Navier-Stokes equations for how the...resulting brain juice would be redirected. [Shuddery noise of disgust.] I’m not sure if he’s serious or just fucking with me and referencing Guy’s zombie movie series at this point. Could be either or. The Bliss is more like...like...uh. Like if you lost the keys to your car, but the car’s your body. You get me? Sharky: Damn, remind me never to OD on the stuff, I lose the keys to my car all the time. Sometimes I can’t be bothered to find em and just jiggle the lock so I can hop on in to hotwire the car because I’m in a hurry, you know? Ladies love a man who’s good with his hands, and who’s good with time and can improvise. You think that’d work on the Bliss car keys? Joshua: Maybe? Not everyone seems to be as readily lost to the Bliss at the same amounts. Personally I’d wager you’d be able to find your way back to your body no matter where you were in the bliss if we stood you near a signal fire. Sharky: This is why we’re friends man! Ride or die! ...also can you help me find my keys with that trick of yours, I lost ‘em again. Joshua: Yeah, though did you check under your bed? Also, maybe hang your regular set and a spare set of keys on a hook by the door so you can always find them, just in case you’re in a hurry.

Hurk

Joshua: Hurk. [Said in a Mild, Judgmental Voice of Impending Doom From A Friend kind of tone.] Hurk: Hey man I didn’t do nothin’ to deserve that tone of voice now don’t you start on me. Joshua: How can you say that when you and Sharky went and invented zipline grenade-golf without me last night? And blew up part of the mini-YES-sign. Hurk: Oh man you were talking up Lindsey and with the way the two of you were smiling and laughing, we figured you might be getting lucky so like the proper supportive wingmen me and Sharky were, we left you gentlemen some of our finest booze and sticky green. You did find it didn’t you, I’d hate to waste the gifts of the beneficent Monkey God from above as He Who Likes To Par-tay Above And Here Below On This Earth did command me never to waste beer or the good kush and to always help a brother out who’s trying to hook it up with their fine persons of choice. Joshua: Hurk I’m not— [sighs in accepting and fond exasperation.] It’s not like that with me and Charles— Hurk: Ooooooooooooo, you’re on a first name basis already! I knew you had it in you! Get it man, get it good! I’m not into that, you know I like the ladies strictly, but I will support your endeavors no matter the sex of your fellow party-goer as leader of Hurk Gate and the Bro-iest of Bros. Joshua: Hurk oh my god, I’m not trying to sleep with or romance him. I’m—he’s not looking for that, at least not with me certainly, and I—...just, thanks. I still have most of the beer and weed leftover if you and Sharky are up for graffiting one of John’s billboard signs though. You in? Hurk: Hell yeah man, and oo, you did get some then, Josh you sly dog! Joshua: I DID NOT! [Meta-clarification: Joshua indeed did not, for reasons to be revealed at a later time in the main fic.]

Sharky, Hurk, and Joshua, if one bends the mechanics so they are all in the party together at the same time:

Sharky: Pfhahahahaha oh man did you see the look on those Peggies’s faces when we came just crashing down the mountainside in that burning car? It was priceless!

Joshua: What better way to set fire to mass amounts of Bliss fields than with a moving fireball? Sharky: I know man it was great! We didn’t get too singed or nothin’! We gotta try that burning trash-ball idea next time though, like building a snowman but with fire! A fireman! Ha! That was the easiest fifty bucks of my life, cuz. Joshua: Hold up a tick now, what. Hurk: Sharky man that’s against the betting code! You’re not supposed to tell! Joshua: Oh, you cheeky bastards were betting on if Sharky could convince me to drive the car down the hill, weren’t you. Hurk: Man it’s always a crap shoot with you, specially around cars. That’s what makes it fun, sometimes you get all “guys that’s not safe,” [said with a poor imitation of Joshua’s voice complete with a very terrible southern, Georgian-style accent before Hurk switches to his normal speaking voice to continue,] —and other times it’s just “hold my beer.” You’re not going to go all prim and proper on us now are ya? Joshua: I can’t believe you two. Gambling in Hope County, I’m shocked, shocked. Sharky you owe me half, I’ll buy you a beer first round. Sharky: Hell yeah man! Hurk: Wait a second did you two just con me? I’ve been robbed! Police! Joshua: Hurk I *am* the police, one of them present at least. Hurk: Oh shit son, you right. Help I’m being oppressed by the system!

Nick Rye

[This conversation happens after Seed Ranch has been taken, along with the AU detail of capturing John’s plane Affirmation at the same time, preferably early on, while John is still alive.] Nick: Hey Joshua I was talking to Sharky— Joshua: Oh no. Nick: And he had an idea that wasn’t half bad. Not a good one, and you’d be liable to get killed or captured, but I got stuck thinking on it and wanted to ask: What d’you think would happen if you dressed up like the Father and just pulled a whole Mission: Impossible face-a-roo switch? You can do that imitation of how he speaks and everything, I’ve heard you do it before. And with how high the Peggies are most of the time, they’re so far out of their gourds they wouldn’t notice the differences. Joshua: You mean aside from his brothers and sister noticing he’s suddenly an inch shorter, twenty years younger and the wrong brand of crazy? Nick: Just go off about there being an edit to God’s Plan or something, and you could get makeup or something going on with that age thing. People do all kinds of wizardry with foundation and stuff, though you’d have to ask someone else on that. Maybe Addie or someone she knows? I don’t know if they have aging-up tricks compared to aging-down though. It could work! Might be a quick way to end the fighting if we can just stuff Joseph into a car trunk and then stash him in a bunker somewhere while you’re pretending you’re him. Joshua: Nick my tattoos are different and I’m not going to convince people I’m Joseph if I have to do one of his shirtless walkarounds, NOR am I having sins and Bible verses carved into my hide to complete the look. I don’t think we have any special effects or make up artists in the county who specialize in convincingly fake scars made out of latex or something. Nick: I don’t know, that Guy Marvel might have someone. Or, had someone. He has to be able to afford all those special effects somehow. Joshua: I’m not going anywhere near that guy with a ten foot pole man, he weirds me out. Also consider: I’d have to talk to Jacob, John and Faith as Joseph. I don’t want that kind of responsibility of herding that conversation at the family dinner. Nick: Hoo, good point. So...how is that family bullshit coming along then? Joshua: I have no idea, I’m just winging it, like you are. Nick: [who’s currently flying a plane, thus the slight pun] Heh. Good luck with that then, and let me know if you want me to paint something special on John’s precious little Affirmation next time you take it out for a spin to spite him. Joshua: I’m sure I can think of a thing or two.

Adelaide

Adelaide: Honey you need to take a breather one of these days and just take a load off, if you keep up the way you’re going you’re going to end up looking more like your dad sooner rather than later. You should swing by the Marina sometime and have a yoga session with Xander, really helps get the blood pumping and limber you up if you know what I’m saying. Joshua: [Snorts in amusement.] Is Xander trying to convince you to eat more kale chips instead of potato chips again? Adelaide: Rook sweetie, I love Xander but there are some things a woman won’t put in her mouth, and kale chips are one of them. Joshua: I’ll swing by sometime to help out with the kale chips then, and maybe get in a yoga session at the same time. It’s been a while since I chatted Xander up what with the county going pearshaped. Adelaide: I’ll never understand how you two can eat those things. Ugh. Gives me the willies. Joshua: *I* eat them dipped in homemade spicy nacho cheese sauce. I have no idea how Xander eats them straight and still claims to have working tastebuds.

Grace

[For context: This conversation is based on the AU’s detail that Grace’s father has survived the previous attempt on his life prior to the start of the Reaping.]

Joshua: Did you crack open the extra care packages we dropped off yet Grace, or did your dad get to ‘em first? Grace: You referring to the chocolate bars you stashed in there? I got my share of them out in time. Joshua: Good, I was a little worried when you told me they were missing last time. Thought they might’ve been lifted without me knowing beforehand. Grace: He’s a sly one when sweets are up for grabs. Now if you can do something about the shortage of decent coffee… Joshua: What’s that? A reason to piss John off today and raid his personal stash? Say no more!

Jess

Jess: So. Joshua: So. Jess: Just like old times but with more fucked up cultist family bullshit than before, huh. Joshua: [Sighs.] Yeah. Jess: That’s rough, buddy. Joshua: Least I can steal shit en masse from the cultists and no one else minds right now. For the life of me though I can’t figure out where all of the snacks from Lorna’s went when the Peggies hit her place. I think they ate ‘em all. Jess: [Noise of disgust.] Those two-faced fuckers going on and on about how bad commercially produced food is and how everyone should get back to basics, but there they go snatching up all the frosted cakes and maple bars like it's baby’s first shoplifting spree. Joshua: I know right? Even if they do believe the end of the world’s coming, that’s still rude to clean the store out on the first go around—leave some snacks for the next bunch of looters, god damn.

In Combat

[Note: due to Joshua’s verse details, this comes with the assumption that were one to play in a version of his universe, the Deputy would have a kill/spare mechanic and thus also an option of doing a No Kill run and variations on that spectrum, which Joshua’s mechanics would support more so. This would likely also mean some additional options for the other guns-for-hire and creative use of their canonical loadouts and abilities. Joshua’s setup would overlap with Boomer and Jess’s via the Spotter and Concealment abilities, and he’d be equipped with a bliss dart gun and a scoped hunting rifle. Also melee options and such.] Seeing/tagging an enemy: “Hey look, another whack-a-mole.” / ”Fashionably challenged mountain-man zealot sighted.” / “Enemy sighted.” Seeing/tagging multiple enemies at once: “duck, duck, cultists.”/ “The Rapture called, they don’t want these Peggies back.” / “multiple hostiles in the area.” Bliss darting/knocking out a Peggie at range: “Nap time.” / “Another one bites the dust.” / “Down they go!” / “A little dirt nap never hurt any Peggie. Won’t hurt their outfits any either, a little dirt brown looks better than all of that mayonnaise-white so many of them wear anyway.” Knocking out a Peggie with a non-lethal stealth takedown: “Lights out.” / “Rang this one’s chimes hard enough he’ll think it’s time for morning service on a sunday when he wakes up.” / “Sleep tight.” / “She’s/he’s down.” Sneaking: “Feels like a tuesday.” / “...” / “Five bucks says I can pickpocket the guards and they’d never even know till later.” / “Moving position.” / “Good to go.” Upon witnessing the Deputy killing an enemy: “Was that really necessary?!” / “...shit.” / “Maybe we should disengage and drop back out of sight instead of this.” / “What the fuck!” Reviving an ally/The Deputy: “Don’t you go dying on me! Stay alive, you’ve got so much to live for!” / “Come on, let’s get you patched up, you’re gonna be okay!” / “No no no! Don’t you dare die! Not today!” Hurt: “MOTHERFUCKER!” / “Ow!” / “God damn it, I just patched this shirt! And myself!” / “This is NOT my fucking element, fuck!” / “Why are we even in a situation where we’d get shot at?!” Downed: “Could use a little help over here!” / “Bleeding out, help!” / “...mom?”

Driving

When asked to drive: “...you sure? I really think someone else driving would be a better idea under current circumstances, but okay. Just don’t go making a habit out of this. Please. For everyone’s sake.” / “No.” [This is followed by outright refusal to sit in the driver’s seat.] / [Optionally if Sharky and/or Hurk are around] “Ugh. Just...gotta pretend this is driving through a Clutch Nixon. With live gun fire, instead of just fire-fire.”

When the Deputy/someone else is driving recklessly: “Iwantoffthisride” / “I’m going to have to pick upholstery out from under my nails later.” / “JESUS TAKE THE WHEEL.” / [Recites a Hail Mary.] / “Having a good time! NOT.” / [If it’s Sharky or Hurk driving] “This is the kind of reckless driving I can get behind. Through regular past exposure therapy.” Changing radio stations: [If it’s being changed to Eden’s Gate stations] “Can we not? I’ve heard this music so many times it’s old as hell, however catchy.” / “They did do a good job on the music, I gotta say. More ominous meaning to the lyrics right now in particular though.” / [If it’s being changed to Resistance Radio stations] “Road trip time! Watch out for moose in the road.” / “Hell yeah, crank those tunes!” / “I’m glad we have regular music to listen to still, it’d be such a drag to have to go without it.”

Idle

- [General] “What’s up? Everything going alright with you?” - [General] “I heard of a good fishing spot where the rainbow trout [or other game fish depending on situation/mechanics] are really biting today if you want to take a breather and just do a bit of fishing.” [this dialogue only triggers if the Deputy hasn’t filled out the map yet for fishing spots, and adds one to the map with a notification.] - [General] “Hey, there’s a prepper stash over yonder, if you want to try your hand at getting at it. [This dialogue only triggers at random if the Deputy hasn’t polished off all the nearby Prepper stashes already. Marks a nearby prepper stash on the map and gives a notification.]

- [General] “You know what surprises me? That the Project didn’t try to shut off the power plant to at least portions of the county. Sure lots of people are preppers or woodsmen and such, but electricity makes everything easier for us. Weird, ain’t it? They have the technicians for it I’m sure. Guess we should thank our lucky stars they either didn’t think of that or decided it wasn’t worth it. We’d be straight out of ice cold beer then, Whitehorse would hate that.” - [If the Deputy is taking the no-kill route] “Hey I just want to say...I appreciate you trying not to kill people, even if some of these cultists are absolute motherfuckers who deserve it. We might be able to stop all their prophecy crap dead in its tracks if you keep this up. And...you know. Thanks for not killing my crazy relatives? I think. They’ve done a lot of bad shit and they need to answer for that, but...the right way, not backwoods murder. We’re better than that, I hope.” - [If the Deputy is taking the killing route] “I get wanting to kill the Seeds and the cult...but this isn’t going to end well, even after we’re done. I wish you wouldn’t, but I can’t stop you if this is the choice you’ve made. ...I’m sorry I can’t be of more help to you. I...hope you’ll be alright, in the end. But I don’t think you will be.” [Recall that Joshua Knows What Will Happen To The Deputy if they take the canonically-based killing route. He leaves before the final confrontation, and curiously Whitehorse, Pratt, and Hudson don’t show up in the final scene either—ie, whichever route the Deputy chooses, they survive elsewhere (coughcough Joshua’s secret bunker cough.) The scene with Joseph still happens more or less the same, only the Deputy leaves alone if they choose Walk Away, and ends up alone with Joseph if they choose Resist. Also interestingly enough: Dutch isn’t present on the radio, nor in his bunker. His fish have been taken too. Joshua didn’t have the time to grab everyone, so he tried to grab the ones he knew for sure would die, and warned the others that he foresaw not surviving the Collapse or aftermath, like Mary May and Jess Black, or who suffered serious injuries like Grace. His buds Sharky and Hurk he bribes with beer and weed to hide out in their bunker or hang out in his while this goes down. Boomer, Cheeseburger, and Peaches are all herded to safety (yes there are mechanics for that in the standard AU verse, we shan’t delve into them here though bc spoilers tho.) The others he tries to warn, but whether he managed to get to them and some of the other latter people mentioned above in time or not is uncertain.] - [If the Deputy switched from a killing route to a no-kill route and all of the Seeds are still alive, Joshua sounds relieved] “Hey, I know it’s...it’s hard to hold off pulling the trigger when someone who’s hurt so many people is in your gunsights, but...I do think bringing them in for actual processing through the legal system—a proper trial without bullshit—is the better way. For all of us. Thank you.” - [If the Deputy switched from a no-kill route to a killing route, sounds slightly devastated] “...Why?” - [If the Deputy is doing a “neutral” run of killing significant numbers of cultists, but is sparing the Seeds as they go] “...I appreciate you not killing the murdery head-cult-family members, but…you think we could maybe lighten up on killing the rank and file? They don’t have the big names and they aren’t the leaders, but those are still people. They are responsible for their own actions, not saying they aren’t, but many of them are redeemable. Not all of them, but...maybe we can just lay them out in the infirmary for a good long while instead? Nothing permanent. The bad ones though can fall off a cliff.”

- [If the Deputy is doing a “selective killing” run of not killing rank and file cultists, but is in the process of killing all the Seed Heralds. Joshua sounds conflicted.] “I appreciate you not killing the followers, though some of them are definitely bastards who shouldn’t be allowed to walk free for the shit they’ve done, but...you think we could...maybe not kill the Seeds either? The Seeds are the primary responsible parties, not contesting that, but maybe we can just kick their asses and arrest them instead? It might help dampen the chaos somewhat, maybe we can use ‘em for leverage. We certainly could hide them somewhere secure that the Peggies wouldn’t be able to find ‘em. It’d be easier to talk Joseph down too, using his siblings as leverage.” [See above for killing route ending details.] Also? We’re driving in separate cars. Don’t turn on the radio, stay away from the others. You’re still brainwashed, and dangerous.” [Joshua is disappointed in the Deputy for not having stuck to some manner of universal moral principle.] - [If friendly, and the Deputy is on either a no-kill playthrough or has switched to a no-kill route,] “Hey, you wanna play a game of checkers, or chess? Take five for a bit, if you got the time?” - [If friendly, and the Deputy is on either a no-kill playthrough or has switched to a no-kill route,] “Hey, not to be mushy or anything, but...thank you. For being you. It’s inspiring to see someone’s able to take the higher path when everything’s falling to pieces all around us. Makes me have a little bit more faith in humanity, too.” - [If friendly, and the Deputy is on either a no-kill playthrough or has switched to a no-kill route, and has been on said no-kill route for a decent amount of time,] “Hey, we grabbed some really good produce this time around and sent it on over to Casey. Told him I’d tell you to swing by, and asked him to save some for you in case you were interested. They’ve got some fresh beef for burgers and sandwiches, pumpkin pie, apple pie, loaded baked potatoes, and all kinds of other tasty stuff for a cookout. The Ryes are coming round to help pitch in and organize it all as a little morale boost party. Wanna come? You deserve to put up your feet and relax, and I’m sure I’m not the only one who’d appreciate your company if you felt like joining in. If you’d rather not, I can sneak food to you if you want quiet time to yourself. It’s all good, just tell me what you want and where you want it.”

Location Specific:

- Near where the police station was, if it’s been burned down: [Sighs.] “While I’m not missing the paperwork that got torched, there was a nice feel of history to the old place. Wish they hadn’t burned it down, fuckers. But, well...the Project and the Seeds have good reason to have no love for police and authority figures among others, even before all this horribleness and the leadup stuff came down. So I can’t say I’m surprised they did.”

- Upon entering the Spread Eagle, if friendly: “Finally, a place where everybody knows our names instead of yelling “Deputies!” at us all day! Wanna hit up the arcade? I’ll buy the first round if you get the higher score.”

- Seed Ranch, outside if it hasn’t been liberated, inside if it has been liberated: “Never going to understand why some folks want real airy houses with so much dead space as their main living quarters. Feels more like a knickknack museum you’re supposed to look at, not a home you’re supposed to live in. He’s got all this Eden’s Gate paraphernalia in those glass display cases, and I don’t doubt John’s fervent in his beliefs, but it feels more like a rich boy’s hunting and vacation lodge cobbled together with a vague idea of home. You saw the doghouse out back, right? What’s the point of having a dog live outside if you’ve got ALL this space, it’s all finished wood floors, and you’ve made sure to train ‘em and raise ‘em properly so they know not to chew on the furniture? It’s lonely, that’s what this is. Joseph chides John and all that about learning to love, but it’s a case of the blind leading the blind there.” - Outside St. Francis Veterans Center: [Before the Veterans Center is liberated, if Jacob has captured the Deputy at least once, so the song “Only You” is played around the Center, and the melody starts to be audible in the distance as the group approaches.] “Yeah hey, I’m going to go the other way now and wait for you over here where I can’t hear the song of madness, ‘kay? Maybe you should avoid it too.” [This is followed by Joshua refusing to go too close to the Center, sans possible AU story missions.] - Anywhere near Joseph’s Island: [The first time the party gets near Joseph’s Island,] “Uh. No. I’m not going near that place twice any sooner than we need to.” [Watch Joshua be willing to jump out even into deep water and swim away if the Deputy tries to approach the island with him in tow on a boat.]

OC Fighting Style

Tagged by @chyrstis !! Thank you for the tag!! :D <3 This was another fun one to fill out (and shorter than the above but you know what we’re stapling all of these bad boys into one post bc Why Not.) Have an aesthetic picture of a Jacob sheep skull upon a sheep skin for the fun implications of what that says about Joshua’s fighting style. xD Ram skull image after some searching was sourced from [here], with a creative commons license for free-to-reuse, with some limitations.

Rules: bold = often (or always), italics = sometimes, default = rarely, strike = never

fight honorably / fight dirty / prefer close-quarters / prefer range / chat during / go silent / low pain tolerance / high pain tolerance / attack in bursts / attack steadily / go for the kill / aim to disarm / fight defensively / bait an opponent’s first strike / strike first / provoked easily / provoke their opponent / tease / get visibly frustrated / shout while attacking / use strategy / focus on their battle / experience conflicting thoughts during battle / rush in recklessly / try to read their opponent before fighting / fight wildly / fight calmly, apathetically / fight with anger / fight with excitement / fight because they have to / fight because they want to / fight without regard to wounds / run away when wounded / hide wounds / take a blow to protect another / prefer a blade / prefer a gun (non lethal rounds/tranquilizer darts) / prefer a bow / prefer a shield / prefer a spear naginata / prefer a personalized weapon / prefer psychic abilities / prefer brawling / their greatest weakness is physical / their greatest weakness is mental / their greatest weakness is emotional / transform for battle / fight as they appear / rely on strength / rely on speed / use everything they have / hide their full potential / exhaust quickly / high stamina / doubt their strength / proceed with caution / behave arrogantly / brag after landing a hit / belittle their abilities / use psychological tactics / use brute strength / avoid civilians / strike down civilians / damage surroundings / avoid damaging surroundings / signature fighting style / making it up as they go / mastered skillset / learning their skillset / fancy footwork / sloppy footwork / messy fighter / elegant fighter / accept defeat / refuse defeat / beg for mercy / compliment their opponent / insult their opponent / use unnecessary movements / move efficiently / barely move / prefer to dodge / prefer to block / defend their blindside / has no blindside / use all available advantages / strictly use one main method / play around / hold back / fight ruthlessly / show mercy / wait for opponent to be ready / strike when opponent isn’t ready / fear death / fear pain / fear killing / has PTSD / avoid fighting / has lost a fight / has won a fight / has killed / refuses to kill / want to die standing / would succumb slowly

WIP Day

Tagged by @chyrstis and @hawkfurze !! Thank you for the tags!! :D <3

An excerpt from the current WIP chapter for ACABH: ————————— Weak. He was so weak, barely able to move right now, and he didn’t even know why. There was pain, a lot of pain, a feeling like his bones were on fire and about to crumble under pressure at any moment—but he’d been through worse. In this instance, he could recall that he’d fallen through the sky for a brief tumultuous time before gravity had stepped in, leading to him landing hard upon the road, as if making up for the lack of physics earlier. —————————

#FC 5 #Far Cry 5 #FC 5 AU #Far Cry 5 AU #WIP #WIP Wednesday #ask game #tag game #Deputy Joshua Rook #long post

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Alright, this hit me like a Boarbatusk. Or a truck. Same thing.

So, here I am, happily making some RWBY OCs. I get to their Semblances and think: "What can I give them that's useful and connected to their character?" Cuz, you know,

I don't quite get it from that explanation though, so my next thought is: "Well, let's look at the original cast, see what they got and how it pertains to their characters."

And yet the more I looked, the more a thought grew in me.

"There's aren't so much decided by their personalities as they are by their wishes."

Now, hear me out here. For most Semblances we've seen yet and have heard/seen the unlocking of, they seem to have appeared in a moment of need, a moment of physical or emotional stress.

And it always seems to pertain to certain desires the user has.

Alright, let's just start from somewhere. Let me explain my thought process.

I take a character who's Semblance we know of, then check their backstory and personality. Then I check if said backstory/personality could lead to a desire in said character. And finally, I try to see if that desire connects directly to the Semblance of the character in question.

Let's start with someone who's Semblance we not only know, but saw the moment they found it.

Lie Ren.

First off, we check their personality/backstory. Ren is a quiet, less emotionally expressive character. He seems to stay calm in every moment. As the story progresses, he grows more expressive - in current-day Kuroyuri, he is shown in a rage.

So far, it seems fitting that such a character gets a Semblance such as "Calmness", as I'll dub it.

But it's the moment that he unlocks it that makes it interesting.

Up until that point, we've seen Ren as an excitable little boy. He went from store to store, trying to find something to buy his father for his return. He shows a lot of emotions at that point. When the Nuckelavee attacks and his parents perish, he is panicked beyond belief and is hiding under an archway. He notices Nora a little ways away, in a similar state. He wants to help her. He wants to take action, but he's too panicked to move. He wants to calm down , he tries and tries and- his Semblance activates. His desire to calm down activated his unique ability - to instill calmness despite negative emotions. His wish was to do as his father and mother did - be brave and inspire others to feel the same.

In other words, his Semblance was unlocked by his desire to be calm so he could be reliable to those he cares about.

Alright, next big example - Jaune.

His Semblance was first hinted at in "Forever Fall, pt.2" as Cardin attempted to give Jaune the good ol' knuckle sandwich, only hurt his hand after a bright flash of light (This'll be of importance later). The next time we see it is alllll the way in "Vault of The Spring Maiden", and this time it was fully unlocked. His Semblance of Aura Amplification is one that I personally feel really fits his character - he doesn't want to protect his friends. He wants to do as Pyrrha did for him at Beacon - bring them up, assist them in achieving new heights but not doing it instead of them. Notice how I again used "wants". His desire to do as a good leader should, bring up his teammates, is the basis of his Semblance. It's the same with when he blocked Cardin's punch - he wanted to bring himself up from the pitiful state he was in at the time, not just protect himself from the pain but have the strength to overcome it.

Alright, next up on the list... is Raven, surprisingly.

She was one of the easiest to piece to this logic, as she and Qrow have an irony with their Semblances. But back to Raven.

Her Semblance is "Connection", as I'll call it. It's premise is relatively simple - she can create a portal to those she has a strong emotional connection to. The list so far includes Qrow (brother & teammate), Taiyang (lover & teammate), Yang (daughter) and Vernal (right-hand woman until her untimely demise). We know about Vernal due to process of elimination - unless you wanna imply she actually had a connection to Cinder or her companions. And yet, her whole story is how she abandoned her daughter and her husband. She told Qrow "they owed everything to the Branwen tribe", strongly implying, if not confirming she feels a sense of thankfulness to the people who raised her when she needed it. She admonished Qrow for deserting the clan. She feels a sense of duty towards them. And yet, her Semblance is based entirely on emotional connection - something I doubt is of great importance in a bandit clan composed of "killers and thieves", in Qrow's words. I'd hazard to guess that a childhood in a bandit clan would easily stir a desire to form lasting bonds - something easily achievable when you can make portals. Despite her sense of duty, she still desires a strong emotional bond, devoid of power dynamics and a sense of "we may die any day". Something she had with Taiyang and Yang. Something she had with Qrow and Vernal, despite the circumstances. Really adds a layer to her character if you put it like that.

Alright, who's next... hm, let's put Qrow on the dissection table now.

His Semblance of "Misfortune" seems awfully contradictory to his character, that of a caring man who can barely stand to hurt those close to him, even if they're not family and friends. Why would that be his Semblance?

Well, he obviously didn't have a great opinion of the Branwen tribe. Who knows, maybe what Raven saw as being saved, Qrow saw as being used. Maybe he wished that they'd be caught by bad luck, that the tribe would just collapse and disappear. But that spite evolved into his current Semblance - everyone around him suffers while he's only really left with emotional scars.

Welp. That was depressing. Who's up for getting at Nora next.

Now, this is gonna be pretty short this time. There's not a lot to talk about. She sees Ren as her emotional anchor, her savior. She wants to give back for what he does. She sees he's struggling on the physical side (he's pretty low on the endurance, as evident multiple times throughout the show), so she desires to be strength he's lacking in. And look where that got her - her Semblance, "Charging" makes her grow exponentially stronger the more electricity she absorbs. She can even channel it into objects, like Magnhild or an Ursa. I'd say mission successful, you funky little Thor ginger.

Let's finish up JNPR with their resident apology machine - Pyrrha.

So, we know she'd been in many tournaments. She's the Invincible Girl. The three-time Mistral regional battle tournament winner. She's honestly a gladiator. And what does a gladiator crave? Victory. That's where her overpowered (in comparison to others) Semblance appeared from. She simply wanted to beat her opponents more easily. Well, until she didn't want all the fame that came along with her power.

Alright, who do we mentally lay bare... Hm, Velvet seems simple enough.

What's there to say - a shy, bullied bunny. She's a second year in the first year's history class. I'd say that would do some things to your confidence. And what's her Semblance? Well it just so happens to be "Movement Copying". She can copy a person's physical movements, even if she has not seen them, as shown in "Heroes and Monsters". Makes sense - her desire to be as strong as those around her shows both in her Semblance and her weapon (which is basically a weapon-copying camera). She doesn't have confidence that she's strong, so she (quite literally) does as those around her.

Hm, who next... oooh, how about Yang?

"...basically a temper tantrum", I'd call it "Rise Up". This also can connect to a desire. Yang, being repeatedly battered by one damaging event after the other - her mother abandoning her, her stepmother dying, likely a depression in her father and mothering Ruby. The girl has likely been brought down more than once. But she desires to get stronger from it, so much so that the desire has become a characteristic. She shows so when she decides to find Ruby, when she decides to start training again. She has done it again and again and she'll continue doing it - her desire is now another part of her personality that won't break.

Alright, we put Yang here, how about we make a Bumbleby combo and go for Blake next.

"Shadows", now that's a name I can get behind. She "leaves an empty shell, a shadow to take the hit while she runs". It's, all things considered, a kind of cowardly Semblance. It's basically "here, beat on this while I dodge away and escape the attack". And with the recent events, we've seen she doesn't wanna run anymore - yet she retains her Semblance unchanged? Makes no sense if it's connected to a personality trait. But if it's connected to a desire, then it would make perfect sense. Firstly, she's a Faunus. We know for a fact that there's Faunus discrimination (seriously, if the Adam short and Adam's scar aren't enough proof for you...) and that she was fighting against it in protests. And if our world is anything to go by... yeah, it's easy to see how peaceful any counter-protests would be. Not to mention Adam himself. From all those factors collected, well, the thought process behind the desire her Semblance is founded on becomes obvious - she realised the racists only saw an animal, nothing of importance where Blake stood. So she gave them just that - an empty sandbag to hit while she runs. I'm not gonna get into Adam, as I'm simply sick of the topic.

Hmm, who's left... Well, Weiss has a familial Semblances. The Schnee Glyphs aren't so much unique as the summons included. Really, the only thing unique about her Semblance is who she summons, as we've seen a Queen Lancer, a Boarbatusk and the Arma Gigas, unlike Winter, who we've seen with a flock of tiny Nevermores and a Beowolf. The show says the Schnee family Semblance is a very rare thing, a passed-down-by-blood power. So it's an understandable outlier.

Let's look at Ruby next... Well, she seems to be a very big outlier to this theory of mine. Her silver eyes have more to do with her desires than her Speed. Maybe she has a desire we have yet to see? Anyways, I don't quite have an explanation for Ruby, so I'll leave her aside.

Let's clean our palates with Sun, then.

His Semblance, "Kage Bunshin No Jutsu" (I know it's called "Via Sun", but I wanted to make an unoriginal joke), actually seems to fit my theory. We don't have much, if any, backstory, but in this case we need none. His desire, as we've seen many times throughout the series and which was twisted in Volume 4 & 5, is to help people. He wants to be there for those he cares about, like Blake and his team, but he realises he can't do it alone. So his desire turned into his Semblance, "One Monkey Army" - a way for him to help even if he's alone to do so. You can't tell me he hasn't used his Semblance to fetch something for someone at least once.

Hm, few people left. Let's go with Emerald.

Her "Hallucinations" are a nod to her growing up on the streets. A place you'd be begging people not to pay attention to you. Her Semblance, then, is born from the obvious desire to fool prey and predators alike.

Neo... We don't know much about her. No backstory, some personality, but honestly? The only idea I have at this moment is more of a headcannon. But I CAN connect her Semblance's evolution. So, before V6, her Semblance is simply making physical illusions. It's honestly similar to Blake's "Shadows", in some uses, but it's definitely a lot more of a multi-use tool. It can be used to make her look different, if not outright invisible. But it always shatters upon being hit. Fast forward to V6 and her fight against Cinder, and suddenly she can use the illusions as straight up puppets to fight for her. Her Semblance grew, to put it bluntly. But why in such a manner? Her illusions were fragile and immobile before, now they're tougher and mobile to the point of being straight up weapons. But why in that direction? Well, they can move and touch things without them breaking now. Guess who's started to get more headpats from her partner.

Alright, Hazel is up for the mental strip.

Honestly, despite our lack of major backstory here, his Semblance is pretty easy to trace back. Nobody likes pain, outside of masochists, so it's easy to understandable he'd have a Semblance that removes the feeling of pain.

Adam. Adam Adam Adam. He's surprisingly more similar to Hazel than Yang in terms of Semblance. Yeah, you heard that right. "He gets to dish out damage and not feel it". His Semblance is basically a self-loading gun - he can use the power of strikes to charge it, only to the unleash various empowered slashes. He refuses to feel pain, just like Hazel, but unlike him, he also desired to return what was meant for him straight back at his attackers. Hazel is relatively peaceful when the situation doesn't include Ozpin, but Adam? He's aggressive, always bloodthirsty. His desire was simple - feed his thirst for vengeance. A perfect Semblance for that wish, no?

Hm, well we only have Glynda left. I got nothing. I don't see how I'd understand her desire to have telekinesis without a backstory I doubt we'll get.

Well, that's it for that! I feel like I'm onto something.

#rwby #ruby rose #blake belladonna #yang xiao long #qrow branwen #weiss schnee #jaune arc #nora valkryie #lie ren #pyrrha nikos #raven branwen #emerald sustrai #rwby neo #hazel rainart #adam taurus #velvet scarlatina #sun wukong #glynda goodwitch

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get-dunked-on-18 · 6 years

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Size Matters Matters part 1

E-rated. Soriel (Sans/Toriel) Minor size kink.

When you were under a meter and a half tall, everything seemed hard to get to. A year ago, he used to use that as an excuse to get out of doing dishes, loading the washing machine, even using the stove. Sans had Papyrus do most of those things, since the stepstools would mysteriously vanish from the house so often. He had never really been bothered by his overall size, and actually used it as an excuse to be lazy.

But…Papyrus wasn’t around anymore…well…it had been quite a while since he had been in a position to be lazy. Toriel was an exceptionally conscientious woman, well aware her countertops, ceilings, cabinets–well, everything–were higher than most. She had stepstools all over her house. He suspected she had kept them around for when human filt–kids had fallen down here. He couldn’t come to feel anything warm towards humans, after the last one had fuckingdecapitated his brother. Did they even know the mind continues to work for a couple minutes after one’s head is cut off? Papyrus had to have been in excruciating pain, and without the need for lungs, he had used his last minute of consciousness to tell that human that he still…Papyrus deserved so much better. So, so much better.

Toriel must have noticed the darkening of his expression as he dried the plate he was holding. She turned off the water and said his name softly. Sans looked up to the tall monster at the sink. She was so…she had such a big heart, an easy-to-read face, and Sans could tell how much his moods worried her. She had her own moods, sometimes, and he would rather not put any more stress on her. He sent her what he hoped appeared as a warm smile–what with his skeletal grin.

“i was thinkin’ it’s been a while since i had pizza,” he lied, “y'ever made a pizza?”

Her brows raised as she went to drying her hands. She had such delicate markings against her soft and otherwise pristine white fur. Dark grey along her brows, and a barely noticeable dappling of grey near the bottoms of her ears, and softer still along her muzzle. The slight contrast of color made her face so very intriguing when it changed expressions like that.

“Oh. Well. It has been a while. If you could look up a recipe on your phone, we will see about it for dinner, if you would like?” her ruby red eyes met white eyelights as she returned the smile, almost hesitantly.

“yeah, i can do that.”

His tone was his low and relaxed as usual, as far as he could tell, but Toriel didn’t look wholly convinced, flashing a dubious note before she nodded and began to stack the dishes he had dried. He still couldn’t quite get to the top shelves. Not unless he used magic or physically climbed up on top of the counter. He stepped off the stool to give her room to get to the cupboard behind him.

Even on a stool, he only reached her shoulder and now she flashed a smile down at him not unlike a mother would a child. Of course, he’d always had someone to take care of him. Whether it was…picking him up from the bar at two in the morning or making sure he’d eaten a vegetable once in a while or even finishing chores which were a tad difficult for him to complete on his own. It was ridiculous. He wasn’t a child, despite his size. As lazy as he was, he didn’t want her of all people to view him like a child or a–

Why her, specifically?

Sans wondered this as he yawned, hefting the shopping basket onto the conveyer. It was just easiest for Toriel to send him out shopping in the small Snowdin grocer than trying to scrounge around the Ruins for the proper ingredients or good substitutes. This job he could do. A brother to the Bunny sisters greeted him at the checkout, pleased to see him out and about for once, as little time as he spent in Snowdin nowadays. Sans was sure that he said something moderately offensive about getting his lazy pelvis off the couch, but Sans’ mind was elsewhere. He just wanted to pay for his groceries and get back home. Er. To Tor–hell, it was his home now. He wanted to get back to Toriel.

...

“Perhaps we could have a cake tonight?” Toriel inquired. Sans tore his eyes from the swaying hem of her dress near his knee to look up at the woman beside him. He had to crane his neck to see her smile. God. When she was truly happy, her smile was beautiful, more brilliant than he imagined the sun to be. Her red eyes were bright, and the tips of her fangs peeked out further under her lip. Her lips looked soft. Everything about her was soft, from the gentle lines of her fur, the flesh of her palms when she occasionally touched his shoulder, the velvet texture of the long ears which he had gotten to touch on a rare occasion.

Wait. She’d asked a question, hadn’t she?

Uh. Uhh…cake! Cake. That’s right. His face felt a tad warm.

He looked down at the jar of snails he held. Snail pie wasn’t as bad as it sounded but…

“what kind of cake?” he asked.

“I was thinking that I have never before made a red velvet cake. I think I have a recipe for that.” She clasped the door handle to let them back inside the house.

“heh. red velvet sounds nice.” he had half a mind to say something about how he’d just been thinking of velvet, but that would definitely be pushing it. She didn’t need to know how much he liked the texture of her fur against his bare bones. Phalanges. Specifically, phalanges. Not anything weird like his ischium.

Wait. Stop that. Why even go there?

Stay focused.

“i kinda did miss my birthday this year,” he chuckled a bit. He halted when he heard a gasp from behind him.

"Oh! Sans, you did not tell me! When was your birthday?"

Sans blinked. Toriel's brows were knit together.

"uh. like three weeks ago? it's really not importa--"

"It is though," Toriel interrupted. "I can't believe I did not ever ask." She set her hand against her face in thought.

"well. it just never came up in conversation. 'sides...I uh..." he scratched the back of his skull, "don' really remember the last few birthdays too well..." He mumbled the last bit. He wasn't a blackout drunk. Not really. Except maybe when it was his birthday and everyone was buying him drinks which uh...he could have refused but uh...

"Then we will celebrate tonight if that is alright with you?" She took a step towards him, as if she was truly waiting on a response.

"ok." it was just cake either way, wasn't it?

...

Oh. And wine apparently.

"yeah, so my teacher would always be like 'it's a girl's handwriting,' and i'd get embarrassed, cuz i knew it was always my paper. still never took the time to actually write my name." Sans smiled when she covered her mouth, trying to not to laugh at his expense. Well, he wouldn't have told that story if he didn't want her to laugh. She had a great laugh. Sometimes she squeaked and if he got her rolling she had a slight snort. She'd always look embarrassed, but unable to stop laughing at that point. She looked so beautiful when she laughed, and in those moments, he wanted nothing more than to make her happy like that.

"That is awful," she said at last, as her giggles died down.

"yeah well," he picked his wine up, "seventh grade was quite a while ago." He gave a wink before taking another drink. He pulled the glass away to look at it.

"y'know, i'm more of a cheap beer guy myself, but this is good, especially along with frosting."

Toriel rolled her eyes, smiling softly.

"Well, it is cheap wine, but it is what I prefer." She paused, looking carefully over Sans as he started to pour another glass.

"Sans, do be careful not to drink too much. I would hate to have you getting sick for any reason," she warned

Sans lifted a brow ridge. Sick from too much wine?

"eh. i'm old enough to know how to hold my liquor, let aline sone wine. ain't gotta worry about that, tori." He clinked his glass against hers lightly, before taking another sip. Toriel chuckled lightly in reply.

"Oh, and how old are you?" She asked, smiling whimsically.

"ah. yeah, big three-oh this year. i remember when i used to think thirty was old." He chuckled.

"Ah. Oh..." Her brow furrowed in confusion. Sans squinted.

"is uh, somethin' wrong, tori?"

Toriel absentmindedly tapped her fingertips against her glass.

"No, I am just...well, this probably sounds silly, but I thought you were a bit younger than that."

Sans resisted the urge to throw her a bewildered expression, instead choosing to make fun of this situation.

"look damn good for my old age, huh? y'know chefs'll say age crepes up on you." He shoved a bite if cake into his mouth and smirked around the fork. Tori didn't seem to notice. He blinked with the fact her expression hadn't changed. What was she thinking about?

"unless it's something else? tori. heya?"

She blinked a few times, refocusing her eyes on his face.

"Oh, I am sorry for the assumption that..."

"what? didja think i was like a kid or something? you wouldn't have let me have wine if you thought i was a kid," he laughed at his own suggestion. Tori's face dropped with some sort of realization. That she had thoughtlessly let him partake in--

"ya did, didn't you? you thought i was a kid this entire—c'mon tori. really?" that would explain the way she looked at him. Every ounce of affection that didn't seem to match his—it was affection. It wasn't the sort he felt towards her. (Wait, what kind of affection did he feel for her?) Hers was motherly. Whether she saw him as a literal child, or just a very young adult who didn't...that's why she was okay picking up after him. She didn't hold him to the responsibility she would her equal (besides the whole former queen thing).

"Oh, Sans, please. I did not wish to upset—"

"ah...i ain't upset," he waved he off, taking another sip--well, glug--of wine before continuing.

"i just wanna let you know i'm a grown-ass man. have been for a while. grown enough to drop out of a master's program, and do nothing but work dead-end jobs and sit around telling jokes for half a decade."

He sighed.

"just cuz i'm like the size of a kid..." an idea came to mind and before he could tell himself off it, he was clutching her hand.

"stand up."

"S-sans?" Toriel looked incredibly nervous and perhaps even a little embarrassed at the turns of conversation.

"up," he said, getting out of his chair and lifting her hand off the table. She flashed him a look that was now more puzzled than nervous. She stood up beside the skeleton. Sans climbed into her chair, then up onto the table, still grasping her hand. He squeezed firmly and pulled her by the hand more towards the edge of the table he stood on, now looking down at her for the first time where her horns came up to his chin.

"i look more like a grown-up man from here, eh?" he asked, grinning. Her expression was almost blank, save for the slightest tough of surprise. He looked down to where he held her hand--it's size dwarfing his own. He could fit both of his hands in hers.

"i'm not the best at explaining shit," he mumbled. Yup. He wrapped his other hand around hers and his thin white bones still looked small compared to her great fuzzy paws. Very suddenly, the stupidity of his actions came crashing down over him. About the time his teeth made gentle contact with the back of her hand. It was a kiss.

His eye sockets snapped open wide and he yanked his head back.

Why the hell had he done that? Done any of this?! He wasn't even drunk yet, and that would be a ridiculous notion even if he was. Alcohol only encourages the thoughts one has already had sober. He couldn't explain this.

Shit. She was definitely blushing brightly under the thin white fur of her face. It made her look very pink.

"ah. that was. uhh..." he looked off to the side before pulling his hand out of hers and promptly scrambling off her kitchen table.

"Sans. I--"

"sorry. that was stupid. guess i'm more of a lightweight than i thought." he turned back towards her, still edging away from her with backwards steps and refusing to meet her eyes. He could still tell that she was blushing.

"cuz, you know. not even 30 pounds." That. Was probably the worst joke he'd attempted...well, this week anyway. He stuffed his hands in his pockets.

"Are you...going to bed already?" Toriel had lifted her hand, the one he had kissed, to press against her chest as Sans had edged backwards into the hall.

"yeah. you know me. always bone tired. and now a, uh, a bit drunk and stupid and yep. better sleep this off. night tori." Toriel didn't try to stop him as he spun and ever-so-slowly walked to his room. He looked back before he opened the door, Toriel just standing there, staring at the table with the leftover cake on it.

Welp.

(Tumblr didn't like how long this was so...multiple parts.)

#sans #soriel #toriel #undertail #size difference #size kink #mine #size matters

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thewildwilds · 7 years

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As mentioned, here’s some gap-bridging before I go back to request-filling for the Gambler/Yakuza AU. Thanks for being patient, everybody!

If you’re just tuning in: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4

As soon as she hits the streets, Natsumi buys herself an ice cream cone because ice cream is 98% less likely to disappoint her than her brother is.

Afterwards, she wanders around the city. She doesn’t know where this Peko Pekoyama chick lives, but she knows enough about her visiting habits to take a good guess on where she can find her.

Eventually, Natsumi spots Peko walking out of an herbal medicine shop with her small army of bodyguards. She’s out of her kimono for once, instead wearing a smart two-piece suit.

Natsumi tails her for a few blocks, not entirely sure what she’ll do or say, but it’ll come to her.

It’s not hard for Peko or her four bodyguards to notice this girl following them. Isao asks if she wants them to take care of her, but Peko shakes her head. She turns around. “Can I help you?”

The words just pop out of her mouth. “Yeah, you can help by telling me why you decided to ruin my goddamn life.”

Peko looks confused but not particularly surprised. She can’t be sure this isn’t someone her family may have blackmailed or conned in the past, but she certainly looks familiar. “Pardon?”

“Oh, for fuck’s sake. Both of you are gonna play dumb with me? Really? Really?”

Unfortunately for her, Natsumi gestures just a little too wildly and loses a grip on her ice cream cone. It splatters on the ground. (There’s that 2%.)

“Great,” Natsumi hisses.

Peko is still confused, but also mildly sympathetic because here’s this girl who’s literally dropped her ice cream cone in front of her.

Peko ends up taking her to this cute little café to make up for the ice cream. Natsumi orders a ridiculously over-the-top parfait with strawberry ice cream, whipped cream, fresh strawberries, and three sticks of Pocky, all smothered in strawberry syrup. Natsumi digs in and Peko is at least a little impressed at her voracity, considering how the girl’s already had half a cone.

“Now. Would you care to explain what you meant back there? Have we met before?”

Natsumi points with her spoon. “You. And my brother. Are giving me the biggest headache right now.”

“Your brother?” Oh. Now she sees the resemblance. “Ah. You must mean Mr. Kuzuryuu.”

Natsumi winces. “Augh. Don’t call him that.” Mr. Kuzuryuu is their dead-beat father. “And yes, that idiot’s my brother.” She jabs a thumb towards her chest. “Natsumi Kuzuryuu at your service.”

“With all due respect, that ‘idiot’ has given my family a bit of a headache as well, cleaning up some of our best casinos.”

“Yeah. And we’re fucking good at it.”

“I can’t deny that. I suppose I should have considered the possibility that your brother wasn’t working alone. That was my mistake. Although, if I may say, it doesn’t seem like you two have been quite so lucky in recent weeks. Why is that?”

“That’s what I wanna know. Far as I can tell, you’re the reason we’ve been stuck in this stupid city longer than we should. Now why is that?”

For the first time, Peko looks genuinely surprised. She glances up at her bodyguards, hesitating to answer.

“… We have a rematch,” she decides.

(Natsumi rolls her eyes so hard she nearly gets whiplash.)

“Seems like you could just have us killed and be done with it. Two of us, thousands of you. Sounds like it’d be easy.”

“Petty revenge doesn’t suit me.”

“I dunno about that. I heard you cut off a guy’s hand for making you angry.”

“For disrespecting me, and he is still very much alive. Just a little more dependent on my charity. The doctors managed to reattach it, by the way.” Peko leans back comfortably in her seat. “You see, Miss Natsumi, my family and I run a business, just like anyone else, and the easiest decision isn’t always the smartest one. As you said, you and your brother are very good at what you do, and, despite previous digressions, I recognize it. When we have a problem, instead of taking the easier route, you’ll find that it’s much more likely for us to try and… secure an asset, so to speak.”

“And is my brother an asset?”

Peko takes a moment before she answers. “… That has yet to be decided.”

“What if,” Natsumi says, looking at her seriously, “there are others who’ve been on the receiving end of our talent? Others that might not be as compassionate as you. What then?” The parfait glass has been scraped clean, down to the last drop.

“I suppose that depends on the risk. My family and I don’t like to get involved in anyone else’s business. Not without good reason. Often times, it’s more trouble than it’s worth.” Peko leans her cheek against her knuckles and looks out the window in contemplation. “… But I must say, I have very little tolerance for unexpected interruptions. And certainly not before I’m done with my own business.”

Truthfully, it’s better than Natsumi expected. She doesn’t have all her answers yet, but she’s sick of playing detective for her brother’s tangle of emotions, so she’ll accept this answer for now.

“Maybe once you two have your rematch, you can decide whether you want to start negotiating or not. And then we can really talk.”

Peko pays for the bill and they part ways.

Natsumi gets back to the hotel room later that night. Fuyuhiko is there; he gets up from his seat when he sees her, but Natsumi stops him by holding up a hand. “I already know what you’re going to say, so shut your mouth. You’re going to the casino beneath the ramen shop in Chuo Ward next week, so get your ass in gear. In the meantime, you need to decide if this is what you really want. Okay? ‘Cuz I don’t do things halfway. Don’t fucking answer me right now because I know you’re still not thinking straight. You better think long and hard about this.” She grits her teeth. “And for the love of god… Don’t. Get. Killed.” She climbs onto her bed and flips open her laptop. “Now shut up for at least two days so I can get rid of every fucking trail that leads us here.”

#kuzupeko #peko pekoyama #natsumi kuzuryuu #fuyuhiko kuzuryuu #danganronpa #sdr2 #dr2 #i like when these two interact #i'm trying to get a natural progression here #but there are some fun things in the works #so i hope you look forward to it #gambler/yakuza au #anh's writing

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top1course · 4 years

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How To Set Goals And Actually Achieve Them – Boss In The Bentley

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I do that and to a point where I’m happy to say last week, last week my secret said you know what you’re pretty damn good comes looking pretty damn good and mercy will never, anybody right so that’s a big compliment, he was talking about my senior, in the class is like you know I’m here, stoner stuff is good by Sonia stuff that you are way better than what coming from my stable that’s what he said so that’s how I became, call the my class so that’s a very first Secret, you reverse engineer, you break it down into your daily goal, daily tasks, what do you have to do and you focus on those, you do your daily tasks you get those on every single day, you will get there, Right, secret number 2, you want to set goals in, major areas of, your life, so in my case I recommend for different, the very first area is your health, because, without Health you have no, doesn’t matter house, that’s what you are, doesn’t matter how much, money you have, without health, so health, second is what I call personal goal, the personal goal could be, relational goal, could be spending time with, friends, stop spending time, atwood family, going on vacation or the hobby that you have right, i happen to like, whatever it is that you enjoy one, play golf that’s fine, so personal goals what is it that you, you want to call, the third category, is finance, and this is also falls on, finance, so what are the finance go, how much money you want to make how much, do you want to save, If you do investment what kind of return you want, best fuel, the finance guy, and a force which I think is, extremely important, which in many, first 10 years of my life I didn’t have, is contribution, contribution Golf Course, so contribution, who are you interacting who are you helping, so you like a sieve, i reach I put him on dove, subscribers, if I reach, sword anime buy gets a helmet, my students my mentees, time to hit whatever, income goes out they have, cap and gown get the nuke are helping them, that level, except, iCloud account, so those, four areas, that you need a house, now his what happens, when you are building your business, when you’re trying to, freak success, all of these fogoso you have your health you have your, finance you have your personal and then, the contribution, at first, if you try to, Do all these Bowl goes with like, 25% 25 % 25% 25% I can almost guarantee you you will fail, you will not get to anyone, cuz you’re trying to do a whole balanced, human beings are life, wingstop Alice, you try to do all four equally you notice people talk to you or I want to have all that don’t have time with my kids as I want to take on vacation, i want to be able to to like put swiss on my passions and I want to make a lot of money, and then I want to have a six-pack abs and then I can tell you it’s almost impossible to do that, i’m not saying, some people cannot do that just for majority of people that’s virtually impossible I think human beings we need, focus on one thing at a time so what I do is, ask a question, out of these four areas what is the one goal, Daddy’s accomplish that goal.

In the next 4 months or the next 18 months, new York focus on that one that you accomplished that one thing, the accomplished, almost everything else, what is the one going accomplish that one thing, you’ll have you accomplished everything else, not in my case in my early twenties my goal was very focused on money because, i cannot have, we have to deposit my personal passions I can I have contribution I cannot support my mom, i cannot pay the bills I cannot do any of that, if I don’t pick up my phone, if I don’t make enough, so out of these for you have to know depends on where you are in your career, if you already successful obviously you can want me to focus more on, all the areas of your life even more balance, Little bit more, but in the beginning I would say you want to pick kind of one area where you put, 80/20 right 80% effort, in that one area, once you get that taken care of, then you can kind of spread out your effort a little bit, so those are the four areas, i recommend that, you would focus, so assuming now, you are very clear about your goal you leave there’s engineer you break down all your tasks you got all of that, and I you said goes in the four major areas, and you know which area to focus on, okay, the Third Secret, and I’m going to give you a four-step woman, at their simple Foster formula to achieve your goals, auto, mexico, the automatically, auto, magically I said they would come true, are automatic, chick-fil-A, okay, and I know it sounds loud and it just sounds too good to be true, Try it, very very simple, i’ve used it again and again and again, and that’s, what makes me when I said that what I was kind of secretive, i might even that I write down go and actually achieve them so for steps, first, you need to set set it, you just have to Gold it means not your head not in your f****** phone write it out with a pen or pencil, do you actually ride it out, be very very specific in the four areas, so aesthetic, first step, second step is you need to see it, after you said it don’t just put it away don’t just we visit to put on turn on that you never seeing how you’re no, put it in front of me in my office and look at it every single day, when I get to come in the morning. Suffer for it very first thing I look at because whatever your attention, Ghost energy flows and results show, i’ll say it again where we energy goes, attention goes energy flows, and results show, so I would put it so see it said it and then you see it, every f****** day, sometimes multiple times a day you look at it you see it, you read out loud you look at it, definitely focus on that one you focus on, definitely focus on right, then the step 3 is now you living, you live at, what does that mean, it means you don’t just see it, intellectually, you need to, burien, let’s say and I know a lot of my students, how to close a program, i teach them to, call the carpet smell the leather, you have a dream color you want, go test drive the car, livit see yourself driving that car touch, What it feels like you won’t have a dream house go look at open house walking to the kitchen walking.

Stick in the living room what is it lifts you live in the lifted life he have to see yourself, living that life before you ever have that life is a deep house again you have to see yourself live, adult life before you have the life, and you do that, and you live at, vividly your mind many many many many times, many years ago I had a, a dream one of my dream car the time of driving and Mazda3 in my dream car was the, master out extinct extinct, in red, and I said the goal, i see it known as see it actually cut all the magazine, like with a with a car with looks like a pudding in my home office a time I’ll feed everyday, Then I also then I live it, i live it, and I can see myself driving the car can hear myself, turning on the engine and what does sounds like, i live in many many times, and if Force, step, 4 step, share it, you share they share with, the people you know, i don’t want to share without people, what if I what if I don’t accomplish that goal, then I look stupid, but see that’s the problem that’s why you left, f****** compubill, you don’t even believe you can accomplish, you got to share with people, let the world hold you accountable me Ivan ticket, i like a, i like a higher than mixed up I should not to share with people share with the whole f****** world share with you I post on YouTube, i’m going to get a million subscribers many many many couple years ago many videos hundreds of you, Subscribers, we’re here and I’m telling you right now we’re going to Uncle skivers we are here right all these goals I share with the word, so I have to world hold me accountable to hey Dan you said you promised you going to do that, i’m going to f****** do it, right so I share it, goes back to my Mazda story so I live it I would go there I would go test drive I would go to different dealership, i don’t like tests have to go to the dealership because you go to one to test drive, you can go back to same dealership test drive to three times because the cells was like what the f*** is this guy coming if you’re not buying anything, if I got to go to one and another one anyway I test drove the car multiple times, I live it I see it I can taste it I I know what it feels like, i can see the rotary engine I can I can send when I turn the key I can know the door, i know the cotton sign on exactly, what I want I know I want it I want a sunroof I know the features I want I want all the operator I want to know exactly how much it cost, reverse engineer I know exactly how much I need to pay, to get that car, and I sit with all my friends I remember back then, we would what we walking down the street, then I will see a Monster, joe Biden read I will tell my friend take that’s, driving just like master suite, united stand, that’s my car, sharing, right I said it, I see a live it.

Let me tell you, when I make enough money, meaning of money I went to the dealership, and I walked into the dealership, i want that car in red RX8, it seems like you like to test drive it no, cuz I don’t get test driving, let me show you all the features then let me show you all that way to know I don’t need to see that, cinema times, i want to buy it, is that why you sure you don’t want to know, just do the paperwork, i’m ready to go, he said he told me, in person, in private, is never closed excel in his entire freaking life, entire freaking life, there was it, so I walked out, i got the key, and I, turn on the ignition Tony engine, i drove the car off that the parking lot, now you might think, Isn’t it awesome Dan at a time it was your lifelong dream finally you work hard enough, and you got the car, how do you feel let me tell you, there was no excitement, there was no jumping up and down, there’s none of that, you know the only feeling I felt when I, joltik off the parking lot, is this is my car, i have, driven this car, hundreds of times, in my mind, i’ve seen it hundreds of times, now it’s just like I’m taking this to home, there was I didn’t feel anything it’s like deja vu, it’s mine, what was so special about his mine, that’s what I’m talkin, in about that you set it, you see it, and you live it, and then you share, that’s how you actually said goes, and Daddy’s of how you, accomplish them I’m going to leave you with, One thot, you want to live your life, i said all your dreams have come true, and then you challenge, your reality, to catch up, this is your life, all your dreams have come true, and then you challenge, your, reality, to catch up, ponder on that, comment below, hollister, i need to work for you, that’s how you act, reset goals, accomplished, that’s 15 years of what I’ve learned, in 50, 20 minutes, if you getting valleys my video, makes you subscribe below, peter subscribe button, turn on the Bell, turn on location, and also check on my Instagram go to app game log, follow me on Instagram, i post a Daily Post, also story as well going to connect with reality, what’s going on with Dan and black mold personal, much of the business I’m a more personal side of, what happens day today my life, can check it out., Well, okay, and if your question is good I’m going to answer them, on my way, home on my way to work, i’m going to answer them just like this, just like this, and check on my other Boston Ballet videos, right here, on my playlist next time, i’ll see you in my belly.

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