#playing with ideas for what would make messing up an Arena fight so serious

[radioactivepeasant]

Snippets: Free Day Friday

Well, not a snippet. A whole durn one-shot. No title yet, so let's just call it "Responsible Adults, or, Damas Wants A Raise"

(This mentions a hilarious headcanon that rose from a discussion of game weapons with @troblsomtwins829 and @segaphantom , one I intend to use from now on, where it was decided that red eco shockwave ammo is what Wastelanders give their kids when they're first learning trigger discipline, and Jak is the equivalent of a kid bringing down a grizzly bear with a plastic baseball bat. Also featuring swears borrowed from Watership Down because rabbit language is a lot of fun tbh)

It should have been a perfectly straightforward event. Fourteen candidates who had finally passed the initial terrain tests to Kleiver's satisfaction, finally able to go at it with weapons. Only Scatterguns for now, of course. Live ammunition would wait for those who passed their first trial. Those left standing would receive their gate pass and first amulet, everyone who had dodged the lava but not their comrades' shockwaves would be scraped off the sand and delivered to the on-site hospital. They would have to wait another month to retake their trial.

It was standard procedure.

They'd done it hundreds of times.

But this time, it was immediately apparent that something was amiss.

One man broke out of the pack before Damas could even explain what was expected of a first trial. He ran between the cover provided by the matter formers like his life depended on it, gun swinging uselessly on his back.

Well. That one probably wasn't going to last.

Damas sighed and checked the tiny screen that showed him the Arena from a closer view. Oh. That was the Krimzon Guard who had turned up at the temple, begging for clemency in the wake of Praxis's death.

Well if he survived this, his record was clean. But if he didn't-

Well that was one less Krimzon Guard in the world.

Behind him, down the stairs leading to the interior corridors of the Arena, Damas heard an alarm siren. He frowned. What could be so urgent as to sound an alarm back there? Was a patient coding?

The king twitched one ear back to listen for details while glancing periodically at the ring.

"All personnel, all personnel, be on the lookout: an unaccompanied minor is missing from Ward 2. Light hair, underweight, believed to be experiencing medical distress-"

Damas blinked. How on earth had a patient gotten out of the children's ward without someone noticing? Oh, Dr. Petros was going to spit fire when he found out.

"It's going to be one of those days," Damas grumbled, rubbing his forehead, "I can already tell."

He was correct.

A chorus of surprised voices began shouting in the stands, and Damas squinted down into the Arena. Amidst the chaos, the tattooed soldier formerly of Haven was still fleeing for his life. He occasionally fired behind him, but focused mainly on looking for a way out of the Arena. And now Damas could actually see his pursuer.

The figure was small -- tiny, compared to most of the candidates in both height and weight. It wove in and out of the combatants with an unusual speed and grace. But something was wrong.

"What the-"

Damas stood.

"Asa," he said into a handheld radio, "Don't activate the lava. Can you get eyes on the field and tell me if I'm actually seeing someone in hospital scrubs out there?"

"If what?!"

The man running the matter formers went silent as he peered out of his booth further down the wall.

"Bloody Frith! That guy doesn't even have a gun! They're not allowed to be unarmed for trials!"

"No, no they are not." Damas tightened his jaw. "But if he's unarmed-"

Then what's the Krimzon so afraid of?

The mystery candidate passed near the drone camera, and Damas almost dropped the screen entirely.

"Embleer Frith!" he swore, "It's that kid!"

It was the boy he'd found in the desert, barely alive, the one with a dead man's beacon in his hand. It had only been two days! Foundlings weren't permitted to take Arena trials until they had been declared medically sound for three consecutive days after their rescue!

Damas suddenly remembered the call from Petros, informing him that the young man was not, in fact, an adult from Haven. That he was in reality a young boy, covered with some deeply concerning scars. And the doctor had been very insistent about the foundling not being of age for combat trials.

The alarm from the hospital continued to blare, and Damas had a sinking feeling that the unaccompanied minor and the kid he'd hauled out of the desert were one and the same.

Who had allowed this?! The foundling definitely hadn't passed the terrain test yet -- he hadn't even reached the minimum age allowed to compete yet! He never should have gotten past Kleiver in the waiting hatch!

"Oh don't tell me," he breathed.

The Arena had been compromised. And that meant that the results of the fourteen candidates' initial combat trial were compromised. If Kleiver didn't have an incredible explanation for this, heads were going to roll.

Below, the boy had caught up to his quarry. Every single blast of the Scattergun, he dodged. Then the former guard shouted something; Damas couldn't make it out, but from the footage his lips seemed to be forming the word "free" or "freak".

Yells of both excitement and alarm filled the stands as the renegade patient just

Changed.

Purple sparks flickered over his body, like lightning. Every part of his body the sparks touched drained of all color. This was not the pallor of the dead, this was the white of bleached bone, and teeth. Black horns rose from ragged hair. Black claws were barely visible on each hand. At this distance, even his eyes looked black.

What. Was. That.

The KG screeched, firing without aiming. But the demonic boy launched too quickly to be tracked by the drone, taking the guard to ground. Damas knew without looking that the man was dying. He didn't even scream. There was only a pitiful gurgle as claws pierced his throat.

Damas turned the volume as far up on his screen as he could, just in time for the monstrous form to recede, to vanish as though it had been a mere hallucination. Spattered with blood, the boy from the desert stood up on shaking legs. Just barely, the drone caught his vicious hiss.

"Not so funny when you're the one with a mouth full of blood, huh, Tyber?"

He spat on the dying man.

And then his knees buckled.

Damas had seen enough.

"Stop the trial!" He commanded, waving guards towards the Arena. "The Arena is compromised! Get the candidates back to barracks, and send Kleiver to me, immediately."

He started to leave the booth, then turned back to the radio again.

"And find whoever was in charge of Ward 2 this week! And for the love of the Precursors get that kid out of my Arena!"

Oh, heads were going to roll.

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Jak could hear shouting long before the creaking wooden platform reached the top of the shaft. He'd already been tense when the two big Wastelanders pulled him off the cot someone had dropped him on. If one of them hadn't been carrying Daxter, it was very likely that Jak would have tried to kill them, too. Now he started tugging experimentally at his arms, checking their grip.

"Quit!" One of them scowled at him. "The king’s mad as it is, don't make it worse!"

"-Didn't drag that kid off death’s doorstep just for you two to send him right back!" A raspy voice was yelling, "So you tell me, Rezzik, how a patient -- who Petros already told me was a minor based on musculoskeletal scans -- got into the Arena -- unarmed -- during a combat trial!"

The voice that responded was the skinny guy Jak had shoved away from him when he first woke up.

"Sire, the boy just-"

"I didn't ask about the boy! Tell me what you did! You were in charge of the children's ward this week, not the boy! When I want to hear the boy's side of things, I'll ask him myself!"

The other guards holding Jak's arms sucked on his teeth nervously.

"Oh, he's pissed," he whispered. "I wouldn't want to be the nurse right now."

"Or Kleiver. They're in deep weeds," the other agreed.

The elevator locked into place and, for a moment, Jak forgot the shouting. They were inside. And there was water. Water. Inside. Vast pools of it like an indoor oasis. Trees lined the room, dropping the temperature by several degrees. And this had been built by hu'men hands! How?!

"Well there he is." The raspy voiced man -- oh, Jak had seen the guy with the staff on that balcony of that stadium -- made an impatient gesture in his direction.

"Back from the dead, are you? You've certainly caused a fuss, young one. Care to tell me exactly what you were doing unarmed in a combat trial?"

"A combat what?" Jak answered the question with a question.

The man with the staff steepled his fingers in front of his mouth. He inhaled sharply and wheeled to face the skinny medic.

"Rezzik!"

Rezzik put his hands up defensively. "He was unconscious, my lord! He wasn't expected to even be lucid until Se'enday!"

The king dropped his face into his palm.

"Oh my gods," he groaned, "He doesn't even know where he is, does he?"

"Uh, "he" is right here," Daxter snapped.

Every person but Jak jolted.

"It talks?!"

"Oh what the rot what the rot-"

"Oh that's so cursed-"

"Why does it talk?!"

Daxter whistled sharply.

"Yes yes, I'm a miracle of premodern medicine. Moving on! Who are you mooks, where are we, and what's all this about Jak and a combat trial?!"

Jak glowered at the ground.

"Saw Tyber. From the prison. He's dead now."

Daxter's ears drooped and his eyes widened. "Oh..."

He reached down to pat Jak's shoulder.

"The creep had it comin', Jak. You did good."

"Well. Considering you apparently weren't conscious until now, you can't be expected to have known," the man who was probably the king groused, "but entry into the Arena is restricted to those aged eighteen and older for a reason. So. What I need to know is who let you through that gate."

He pointed at the sullen man with the big mustache.

"Did he or did he not make any attempt to stop you?"

Frankly, Jak couldn't remember much about how he got onto that field.

"Wouldn't have mattered if he did or didn't," he muttered, "he couldn't have stopped me."

The king narrowed his eyes at him. Then he seemed to actually see him.

"Ah, what are we doing- Jin, Faro, let go of the kid! Get him some water for the gods sakes, he just passed out on the battlefield!"

Then he turned to look at the guy he'd called Kleiver.

His voice was much quieter now. And somehow that was more frightening.

"Kleiver, you know the procedure for new arrivals," he said softly. "Three days' recovery and approval from Maud or Petros before First Trial. So what made you let a boy in hospital clothes through that gate?"

The big man sneered. "Did you see the anklebiter?! He was out for blood! He ended up fine, di'n't he?"

"Fine?! Look at him!" The king gestured sharply in frustration. "He's wearing pajamas!"

"If he'd passed out two minutes sooner he could've died!" Rezzik gasped, appalled.

"Sire, this clearly wasn't the hospital's failure," he said, turning to the king. "This oaf put my patient in danger and-"

"Enough." Damas held up his hand, face hard.

"You are both to blame for what ultimately derailed the trials of fourteen candidates. Rezzik, I leave your penalty to be decided by your superiors. But Kleiver-"

He glared.

"Your only chance at retaining your position is if that boy had an extremely valid reason for hunting down that candidate."

Jak edged away from the guard offering him a canteen. "What counts as valid to you?" he asked pointedly.

The king paced to the edge of his dais, watching Jak with eyes a little too knowing. He folded one arm behind his back and studied him with none of the fire that had been directed at his own people.

"Newcomer, I will ask you only once, and you need only answer once. The man you killed: did he give you those scars?"

Jak went rigid.

They'd seen his scars.

They knew.

Nausea rocked him, crawling up his throat and tasting of shame.

"Boy?" The king pressed, "Did-"

"No." Jak practically spat the word out. "He kept me from escaping. He laughed. And now he's dead. Got a problem with that?"

The king scoffed slightly. He glanced back at Kleiver.

"You are fortunate today. I will retroactively approve an exception for the boy this once as a case of justified retribution. Do not let it happen again."

"Sire," Rezzik piped up again -- guy just didn't know when to keep his mouth shut -- "Arena exceptions must have signed affidavits from the guardian of the minor, mustn't they? As the attending physician, shall I-"

"Don't be a pot-stirrer, Rezzik," Damas said flatly.

Jak muffled a snort and exchanged amused glances with Daxter. At least he wasn't the one getting yelled at.

"No," Damas said, tense again and gritting his teeth, "Since apparently I am the only reasonable adult in this entire godsforsaken room today, I'll complete the affidavit."

He waved dismissively at the group.

"Do not compromise the trials of our candidates again. Negligence costs lives, and weakens our city, gentlemen."

Kleiver looked like he had a few choice words to say about that, but he dipped his head respectfully and marched away without a word. Jin and Faro cringed at each other, then made to grab Jak's shoulder.

"Come on, kid. You need to go back to the doc-"

Jak shoved Jin away and stumbled back.

"Don't touch me!"

Rezzik raised his hands placatingly, approaching as if the boy was a frightened baby animal.

"Hey, hey, it's alright, we only want to help you! I know you must be scared, but if you'll just let us get you back on the IV-"

Jak didn't hear anything else after that.

They were going to inject something into him.

They were going to strap him down and inject something into him-!

His breath shortened as he ducked Jin again. Faro was surprised enough by the elbow strike to his gut to loosen his grip on his gunstaff, and that was all Jak needed.

He ripped the weapon from the guard's hands and swung it in a wide arc, eyes wild.

"Get. Back."

Daxter snarled next to Jak’s ear. "Nobody touches my pal. Keep your filthy needles to yourself, or better yet, stick them up your-"

"Hey! Come on!" Faro complained, "That's custom, kid! You can't just jack a Wastelander's peacemaker, that's just not on!"

"You're not taking me back."

Jak swung the gunstaff again.

"I'm not going back there!

You can't take me back! I won't go back!"

Damas frowned and started down the steps. "What the bloody bones did you people do to make him do...that?!"

"That's...that's what I was trying to tell you before, sire," Rezzik said meekly as he backed away from Jak, "We didn't release him from care, he had some kind of...panic episode. Ripped out the IV and nearly killed Jessop on the way out."

The grinding of teeth was audible even at the bottom of the stairs.

"Petros is going to strangle you if he finds that you didn't take precautions with newcomer trauma," Damas said sharply.

"But we didn't know-! He was unconscious!"

"Get out."

Damas pointed to the elevator.

"Send Petros up here with his file after he deals with you."

When the guards didn't immediately follow the medic, Damas growled. "All of you get out! I've had enough foolishness for one day!"

"Sire," Jin gulped, "The uh, the boy-?"

"He's fine. I have to ask him questions for paperwork now thanks to at least one of you."

That left Jak and Daxter alone with the really really pissed off Wastelander King. (He hadn't even known there were enough Wastelanders to have a king!)

For almost a minute the man paced, swearing very colorfully under his breath. After six or seven very slow, deep breaths, he finally seemed to get control of himself again.

"How do you see needle scars and not think "hm, perhaps someone should stay with him to explain when he wakes up"? It's not that complicated!"

He pinched the bridge of his nose and groaned.

"Is it the full moon this week? It must be. Everyone's lost their twice-rotted minds around here."

He took another deep breath, and after letting it out slowly, he sat down on the edge of the dais.

"Well, I can hardly think of a worse introduction to Spargus than that, but I hope you won't hold it against me."

Jak kept the staff clutched tightly in his hands, but didn't aim it at the man yet.

"Who are you? And what's Spargus? I know it isn't in Haven. Nobody cares what age you are in Haven."

"Definitely not Haven." Damas buried a curse in his hands.

"Gods I hate that place."

Daxter scowled. "Join the club."

"My name is Damas. I am the king of the territory of Spargus, and the man who pulled you out of the desert that surrounds us. And you are going to be an interesting case, I can tell."

Damas used his staff to drag a box from the side of the throne to just beside him. After some digging, he came up with an oddly shaped piece of metal.

"Ah. There it is."

He looked up.

"This is a battle amulet. Earning three grants adult newcomers citizenship and equal legal protections in the city."

"What if you're not an adult?" Jak challenged.

"Then you're already a citizen, but you can't vote until you're nineteen." Damas dismissed this as if it barely warranted mentioning.

"Now, understand this, boy: I am giving you your first amulet. And I will give you the modular gun. But you will not be allowed to take further trials until you pass eighteen years of age. I will hold your gate pass until such time as you can show me you have learned to survive in the wastes out there."

"You're keeping us here?!" Jak bristled.

"You're a minor. You had heatstroke. It happens. And since my people want to be idiots today evidently, you and I are going to be stuck with each other for a couple years. So you'd better get used to this place." Damas turned and stood up to stretch.

"Frith-rot-it. I have to go get the bloody intake forms, make a whole folder now- Do we even have more guardian ad litem forms?!"

He stepped somewhere behind the throne and seemed to vanish. "Amuse yourselves while I'm gone. No drowning in my throne room.".

And then he was gone , leaving the boys with more questions.

"What...what just happened?" Daxter asked.

Jak didn't have an answer.

[pucksnsticksnhockeyboys]

all my focus on you

summary: all of your focus is on Jake, and yet you can’t see that he loves you.

warnings: mentions of injury

word count: 3.2k

note from the writer: this is the first thing I've posted in months and I really like how it turned out. let me know what you think! also I didn’t edit it so sorry ahead of time.

“Who’s Tuna?”

You had heard the nickname tossed around a lot. At least, you were pretty sure it was a nickname. You were new to the world of hockey, having only really paid attention to the sport in the past few months as a result of your roommate, Jess, dating professional player Brock Boeser. Through him, you had met Elias, Quinn, Thatcher, Troy, and a whole assortment of others. But, Tuna still remained a mystery to you. Apparently, he was going to be joining your group out to the bar that night.

“You’ll like him.” Brock declared, giving you the same response he always did whenever you asked, while Elias’ smile turned the special kind of mischievous that only he could ever pull off. You didn’t have the chance to question how he could have been so certain, because Jess called your name and insisted that you start getting ready to go.

You’d never, not once in a million years, admit it that Brock was right.

You did like ‘Tuna’. A lot more than you probably should have. He was fun and outgoing from the moment Brock introduced you to him at the bar. Your heart stopped in your chest when you realized that Tuna was Jake Virtanen, your secret hockey crush. When Jess started seeing Brock, she showed you the entire Canucks roster. Jake’s piercing blue eyes struck out to you from the moment you saw his picture, but other than a ‘oh he’s cute’ and a mental note of his name and number, you kept quiet.

Now, he was standing before you, handing extended for you to shake with a dazzling smile that nearly made you forget your own name.

“I’m Jake.” He said brightly, and you offered your own smile in return as you slipped your hand into his meekly. Your face warmed at his touch, and if you possessed the ability to look away from Jake, you would have seen the shit-eating grin Brock wore. But you couldn’t, and instead you saw the way Jake’s gaze stayed on you, his own cheeks turning red. “What’re you drinking? I’m buying tonight.”

And thus, an amazing friendship grew. Which, for whatever reason, Brock seemed to loathe.

He was insistent that there was something more between you and Jake, which you vehemently denied, and each time your cheeks would burn brightly. It wasn’t as if you didn’t want anything more with Jake, in the few months that you had gotten to know him, he had become one of your closest friends and the person you told everything too.

And your secret hockey crush turned into full blown feelings. Most of your time was spent with him, even if you felt nothing but butterflies in your stomach whenever he was near. Only a few short months after meeting him, you couldn’t imagine your life without him. He was a constant presence in your life, as sure as you were that the sun would rise, you knew that Jake would be there for you.

With a schedule as crazy as a professional athlete’s, you jumped on any opportunity to spend time with Jake and any of the guys on the team, who all quickly became good friends of yours, along with their partners. Currently, you were at a diner, getting a quick lunch with Jake, Petey, and Brock, the two blondes sharing a side of the booth opposite of you.

Jake was in the middle of animatedly telling a story, and you watched with your undivided attention. Well, nearly undivided, since he had swung an arm around your shoulders shortly after sitting down and the simple contact had your heart beating like crazy. Petey had sent you no less than three shit-eating grins, and Brock was openly chuckling at how flustered you were. You were just thankful Jake was as oblivious as he was.

“You’re coming to the game tonight, right?” Jake asked, jostling you with the arm that was around his shouler to get your attention as soon as he finished his story. You nodded, taking a sip of your drink to cover up the fact that you had been openly staring at him as he spoke. “Perfect. Alright, I’ve got to run. I’m supposed to meet with my nutritionist.”

There was a chorus of ‘goodbyes’ as he tossed some cash on the table, enough to cover both his bill and yours, since he always insisted on paying for you. Before he could slide out of the booth, though, he pressed a quick kiss to your temple, an innocent act that had your heart doing cartwheels. You avoided Petey and Brock’s gazes, trying to will the heat in your cheeks away. It was only when the bell chimed on the door signalling that Jake had left, did someone speak up.

“Oh, come on!” Brock groaned, and you shot him a curious look. He ignored you, turning to face Elias, who was grinning in amusement. “I’m just going to tell her. It’s painful at this point.”

“Tell me what?” You question, nerves seeping into you, watching Elias shrug and grin wider. Instantly, your mind thought about the worst, like someone was getting traded or something similar, but nothing could have prepared you for what Brock said next.

“Jake is in love with you.”

“What? No, he’s not.” You spluttered, eyes wide and cheeks warm. Brock rolled his eyes at you, a scoff leaving his lips as if he thought his teammate’s apparent affection was obvious.

“He talks about you all the time.” Petey offered, and you fell silent. Elias wasn’t one to mess around with something like that. Sure, he made sly comments that had you laughing everytime, but this was different.

“He thinks you could never like him back, so we have to listen to him complain about it.” Brock’s tone was serious, but you could hear the subtle chirp. You pursed your lips, dropping your focus onto your plate to avoid meeting either of their gazes.

“You guys are ridiculous.” You settled on saying, though just because you dropped the conversation, it didn’t mean that you stopped thinking about it.

Even hours later as you were walking through the doors of the arena, you were still thinking about it. Though, you were quickly distracted as Jess led you through the crowd to find your seats and watch warm-ups.

Despite your inner turmoil, the Virtanen jersey felt right on your shoulders, now a regular part of your wardrobe. When Jake had found out that you had no idea about hockey, he had bought you the number eighteen Canucks sweater, along with tickets to just about every home game, claiming you were his good luck charm. When he gave you his jersey, he stated that it was to make your hockey experience complete—thought now you weren’t so sure.

Brock’s words from earlier in the day were still bouncing in your head. You had a hard time believing they were true, but then you thought over nearly every interaction you had with Jake. They all had a common theme—Jake was always looking at you with a softness to his eyes that you had, at the time, chaked up to his friendliness. Now, thinking back, you recognized the look. It was the same look you gave him.

A look of utter adoration and total love.

You settled into your seat to watch the game with a wide smile on your face, borderline giddy with the conclusion you had come to. You decided that after the game, when you would be going back to Jake’s for a movie night and a sleepover, a tradition that had been established after celebrating a win too hard one night and you spent the night at his place, and at the following brunch it was decided his guest room would be yours after any home games. Though, if you played your cards right, you wouldn’t be sleeping in the guest room.

Your happiness only lasted until halfway through the first period, and quickly dread formed in the pit of your stomach. The game was back and forth, neither team able to keep possession of the puck for very long. Petey scored first, and you cheered loudly, but clamped your mouth shut when a player on the opposite team—you couldn’t see a name on his jersey, and even so, you didn’t pay attention to any hockey team outside of Vancouver—started shoving Jake. Of course, Jake was running his mouth and shoving back, and it was only when a ref skated between the two players did you let out a breath of relief you hadn’t realized you were holding.

Apparently, Jake pissed off the other team a lot more than you originally thought.

You would have sworn he was being targeted. Everytime he was on the ice, it seemed, that an opposing player would check him into the boards. He wad getting hit hard from all angles, he got tripped twice but only drew a penalty on one—and if you screamed bullshit! at the ref, then who would have blamed you—and got into a fight late in the second after an opposing player shoved into Thatcher.

It was the third period when things really went awry.

It was the final minutes of the period, Vancouver up by one, thanks to Bo’s goal at the end of the second. The Canucks were fighting to hold on, maybe score an extra point to cement their victory, while the other team was getting desperate. And they were playing dirty, too.

You didn’t really register the gasp that fell from your lips as some unknown opponent slammed Jake into the boards, head on, with clear intent to injure him. You did remember jumping to your feet, as if that would make everything better.

Jess, who you hadn’t really acknowledged was sitting next to you in your stress, gripped your arm tightly. You watched in horror as Jake stayed down, hands holding his head as the athletic trainer jogged across the ice with the assistance of Troy Stetcher. You couldn’t tear your gaze away from Jake, but if you could, you would have seen Brock looking worriedly from his injured teammate to where he knew you were in the stands.

It felt like years later when Jake finally stood, and while leaning heavily on his trainer and Troy, he went down the tunnel. You sat down stifly into your seat, leg bouncing in nerves and fingers tapping an unknown pattern as you anxiously waited for the game to be over so you could check on Jake.

Five minute major, game misconduct.

Good, you thought, but you kept your mouth clamped shut as nausea swirl in your stomach. Distantly, you heard Jess say that the opposing player was most likely going to get fined for his actions. You knew hockey was a hard hitting sport, but that was terrible. You had seen Jake hurt before, blocked shots, highsticks, and the sorts—but not once had it taken him that long to get back up.

You couldn’t focus on the rest of the game, you were pretty sure that at some point Quinn had scored, but eventually Jess was leading you down to the tunnel where had to meet the other players. Holly, Bo’s wife, had tried to assure you that Jake would be fine the moment she saw you.

“He’s got a thick skull.” She tried to lighten the mood, but all you could muster was a weak smile and a laugh that sounded forced and foriegn to even your own ears. You listened to the other wives and girlfriends of players chatter about who knows what—certainly not you, you were staring at the door you knew the boys emerged from—for minutes. The girls knew you, how you were always around Jake, acting like a couple but not once taking that extra step, so they knew how stressed you were, waiting for the verdict.

Elias was the first one to exit the room, heading straight to you with a tiny, reassuring, smile on his face. Your arms were crossed tightly across your body, an indicator of just how uncomfortable you were in the moment.

“He’s fine. He’ll be out in a few minutes.” He told you quietly. Though it helped calmed you slightly, you couldn’t get the imagine of him laying on the ice out of your head. You nodded your head in thanks, before he patted your shoulder comfortingly and departed. Quinn was next out, shooting you a pitiful smile. Tanev, Toffoli, and Edler all came out before finally, the brunette you had been waiting for emerged with Brock at his side.

He looked terrible, his tie was loose around his neck, hair a mess from the quick post-game shower he had just taken. His shoulders were slumped, and he looked so tired that your heart clenched in your chest.

“How are you?” You asked quietly once he stopped before you. Jess and Brock left to give you some privacy, but you didn’t notice in the slightest. Your focus was on Jake—like it always was.

“A little beat up, nothing I can’t handle.” He waved off his injured like it was nothing. You pouted for a moment, knowing he was playing down the severity of it. He seemed to sense your disbelief, because he wrapped his arms around your shoulders and pulled you into his chest. You sank into the embrace, reciprocating the hug with a deep sigh.

“Don’t you ever do that to me again.” You threatened into the fabric of his suit, wrapping your arms tiger around his middle. He chuckled lowly, holding you just as tight in return. Your heart was thundering in your chest, your stomach a lightning storm of nerves.

“I’ll try not to.” He assured you quietly, dropping a kiss to top of your head. You thought back to your decision before the game, how you were going to confront both his feelings and yours, and decided that it could wait just a little bit longer.

“Come on, let’s get you home.” You mumbled, pulling away sightly. He nodded and you, and you were pleasantly surprised as he slipped his hand into yours, threading your fingers together, as you headed in the direction of his car.

You insisted on driving, and Jake only protested slightly. The ride was quiet, and you could tell something was bothering him, but chose to stay quiet and let him come to you when he was ready. Or at least until you got back to his home. Instead, you listened to his music play softly from the car as you weaved through the streets of Vancouver, taking the familiar path to Jake’s place.

When you finally arrived, he slipped into his bedroom to change into something more comfortable, and you made yourself comfortable on his couch. When he returned, he was in a Canucks hoodie and pair of grey sweats, and instead of sitting next to you on the couch, he laid across it so his head was in your lap. Instantly, your hand threaded though his hair and you scratched at his scalp, something you knew he loved. His eyes fluttered shut at the action, and he hummed contentedly.

“You scared me tonight.” You said softly after a moment. You tried to will away the tears that welled up in your eyes, remembering how it felt to see him laying on the ice, injured. It tore you in two, you had never felt more sick to your stomach at a sight than you did when he was down.

“I know.” He sighed queitly in response. Not trusting yourself to keep your voice steady, you chose not to respond right away. He reached a hand up, grabbing yours out of his hair and pressing a kiss to your palm, before threading your fingers through his and resting it on his chest.

And then, you couldn’t stop the words from tumbling past your lips—

“I love you too much to see you get hurt like that.” You hated how your voice cracked, and most of all you hated how you confessed your feelings. You wanted to do so during a happy moment, one shared with smiles and he’d tell you he felt the same, but no, you were holding back tears on his couch as he tensed, your words registering.

“What?” He questioned, sitting up abruptly. You would have thought that you had screwed everything up, if it weren’t for the near-death grip he had on your hand. Still, you couldn’t meet his gaze, and instead focused on the coffee table. Gently, with his free hand, he cupped your jaw, turning so you were facing him. It was then that you realized that you were crying, silent tear tracks running down your cheeks that he brushed away carefully as he studied your face intently. “What did you just say?”

“I love you.” You choked out, voice tight. “And I’m new to the hockey thing, so I’m not used to seeing hits like that and I—”

Your ramblings were cut short as Jake surged forward, connecting your lips to his. It took you a moment to react, but your free hand eventually moved to the back of his neck, your other still gripped in yours. The kiss wasn’t heated, but loaded with so much passion and emotion it made your head swirl. Months of casual flirting and innocent touches built to this moment, and you would be lying if you said you were aware of how long you actually were pressed against him.

Eventually, he did pull back, a wide and dopey grin on his face. You smiled just as brightly, the hand on the back of his neck toying slightly with the strands of hair there. Chasing your lips for a few quick pecks that your readily complied with.

“I love you, too.” He hummed, seemingly unable to tear his focus from you. You didn’t mind, not one bit, considering he had you attention from the moment you had met.

“I know.” You grinned, watching as his brows pull together in confusion, a silent question and urge for you to elaborate. With a giggle, you explained. “Brock told me.”

“Of course he did.” Jake groaned, tipping his head back. You chuckled at his dramatics, looking at him with the same fond look you always did. Only this time, you didn’t have to worry about him finding out. Your hand moved from behind his head to his jaw, thumb brushing across his cheekbone. You smiled as he brought his attenton back to you, and you leaned forward to press a quick kiss to the tip of his nose. “You know, he’s been trying to set me up with you this entire time.”

“Yeah, he told me that I’d like you the night we met. He and Petey were planning this.” You explained, watching as he lifted your joined hands and kissed the back of yours, a barking laugh leaving him as you finished your sentence.

“Was he right?” He asked cheekily, swinging an arm around your shoulders and pulling you into his chest so he could cuddle you. You admired him with a soft smile, watching as he grabbed the remote on the couch beside him to put on a movie. Never in a millions years would you admit that Brock was right, but you with the way Jake was smiling, you decided to make an acception.

“Definitely.”

[trashforhockeyguys]

Don’t Hold Me -14- Carter Hart

A/N: Hi. I’m back. This is easily my favorite part so far. So so fluffy. All previous parts are linked in my master list as always. Enjoy guys <3

A sense of tranquility settled over you for the next few days. Classes were a breeze. Kora was happy, Carter was more than happy. You were able to spend more time with TK and Ethan. Life felt normal. You didn’t even have space to worry for once. You were at almost every game with Ethan and Kora, all of you in various Flyers jerseys, you were of course in Carter’s though, and very proudly did you wear it. You were sure a couple of girls took a picture or two of you messing with the guys during warm ups. But somehow, you didn’t care.  Carter made it all easy. So so easy. You loved him. You couldn’t say it….but you loved him.

“You have a dazed look,” Kora broke the silence that filled your dorm room.

“I don’t.”

“Yeah, you do,” She laughed, “You’ve been staring off into space for five minutes. Actually….not space, more like that picture of you and Cart.”

You felt your cheeks heat up as you looked back down at the drawing you’d forgotten about. Everything just felt right. You didn’t know how to explain it, but you felt lighter than you had in years. You were sleeping better, whether you were with Carter or not. 

“Shut up,” You mumbled, feeling your face heat up.

“You loooooveeee him,” Kora half teased. 

“Yeah, and?” You tried not to think about what you just said. What you were fully admitting to her. Because this was definitely crossing lines now. 

“Wait, what? Seriously? You’d admitting that?” She sat down next to you, knowing this was a serious step for you. 

“I mean...I haven’t said it. But I think we both know?”

She smiled softly at you and sat down on the edge of your bed. Although you and Kora didn’t get off on the right foot in the beginning, it was safe to say she’d become your best friend. Maybe even like the sister you never had.

“You’re serious, aren’t you?” She asked, knowing this was something new for you.

You nodded, slowly like you were afraid of confirming it. Almost as if you were afraid of Carter hearing, even though he knew he was on the ice at the arena for morning skate. But saying it out loud, admitting how you felt about him...it almost seemed like it was too much for you to handle. You hadn’t meant to fall in love with Carter. You didn’t want to at first. You wanted to hate him and drive him away. But it seemed that being his friend was easy, and falling in love with him was even easier. It all krept up on you until you had no choice but to stop ignoring it. 

“Yeah,” You mumbled, not much louder than a whisper, “I love him. Kora….I love him.”

Her smile grew, knowing you surely wouldn’t say it if you didn’t mean it. She knew that with Carter...you meant it more than you ever had before. This feeling with him was different than anything you’d known before. Easy to be friends….even easier to fall in love.

You held the stuffed animal that was almost forgotten on your bed. You didn’t bring it to Carter’s, especially not now that you often slept in the same bed with him. It was strange, to say the least. You weren’t trusting someone this much. Ethan and Travis, they were the only ones, and Nolan, but only after a lot of convincing on Travis’s part. 

But enough to sleep next to someone, to trust them that much, was something new entirely. You felt safe when you were next to him. You didn’t have nightmares like you did when sleeping alone, almost as if he kept them at bay somehow. 

You tried not to depend on him, you didn’t want to be that person. He had a job, responsibilities. You knew he couldn’t be there all of the time. You didn’t want to be a burden to him. But there was no denying how you felt about him. How much you loved him, even if you weren’t sure that you were ready for such a thing.

“So you’re going to tell him that then, right?” Kora questioned.

You shook your head, “No...no. Probably best if I don’t.”

“You are one of the most difficult people I know,” Kora stated, “Normally when you love someone, you’re supposed to tell them.”

You shrugged. Not knowing how to really put it all in words. You had too much going on in your head to really sort it all out. But the thought of telling Carter scared you more than you were willing to admit. Even now, you could still act like this wasn’t really happening. You could still try to protect yourself, minimize the damage.

“You realize you’re hurting yourself, and him, right?”

“It’s just easier…”

“Keep telling yourself that kid,” She sighed, “I gotta get to class. I’ll catch you later.” 

“It’s game night, I’m staying at his place tonight.”

“Yeah, I know. Don’t have too much fun,” She said with a wink.

You watched as she left the dorm. You were left alone, trying to figure out where to go from here. Try though you might, you couldn’t figure out what to do. Nothing seemed to make sense to you. What happened if he really didn’t feel the same way, and you’d been kidding yourself this whole time? 

You tried not to think like that, you really did. You didn’t like being this person, not when you fought too hard to leave it all behind when you came to Philly. But so much of it was just ingrained in your brain, it wouldn’t go away no matter how hard you tried.

You took a deep breath and grabbed your belongings before getting ready to head to your own classes. Midterms were coming soon, and you’d have to start thinking about your final projects soon. You weren’t sure if you were ready for all of it to be over yet. Not when it meant leaving Carter.

On the way to class, you were too distracted by thinking about your boyfriend, the man that you loved, to even notice the note that fell out of your books, or that there was someone watching you. You didn’t even feel the chill that ran through you, didn’t even worry. Because all you could really think about was Carter.

It was hours later when you finally made your way into the Arena and into your seat. You almost felt a little dazed. It seemed to be setting in, what you told Kora earlier in the day. Because even in the arena full of people, and a game about to start, you just wanted to run out to him and tell him. No matter how scared you were….you wanted him to know. 

The thought alone was nearly enough to make you want to crap yourself, but you wanted him to know how you felt. He’d done enough to make you aware how he felt, without scaring you off by saying it. And you knew that. You knew he was doing everything he could to take it slow enough so that you wouldn’t run. He knew you’d scare easily.

You thought back on the last couple of months, and every moment you spent with him. He had a way of just bringing an overwhelming sense of calm to your life. You weren’t sure how he did it, especially since you didn’t make it easy for anyone. But he always seemed to manage. It was like he had some ability that allowed you to forget everything else when you were with him. You’d be lying if you said you understood how he managed it. 

Your phone lit up with a text from Kora, telling you that you needed to tell Carter, with a ton of winky faces. Your face heated. You hadn’t really had time to think about how the conversation would pan out. You didn’t know...you just didn’t know.

Maybe you were thinking too much about it. You wanted to tell him the other night, when he stayed and just held your hand. But all you seemed to be able to say was thank you. You wondered if he knew just how weighted that those simple words were...just how much they really meant. You said he knew, because it was easier than thinking that maybe he didn’t. Maybe he had no idea. 

Or maybe he did and just didn’t want to acknowledge it, just as you were afraid to. The fear bubbled up and threatened to spill over, filling you completely. Before...you would’ve let it. You would’ve let it take control and stop you from living your life. You would’ve hidden away and tried to forget...but not now. You weren’t that girl anymore, you fought hard not to be her. 

You wouldn’t let yourself slip like that again. You would fight it, every step of the way. Because you didn’t want to hide anymore, especially not from Carter. Not when he fought so hard to bring you into the light.

Your nails bit into the palm of your hand from where you’d clenched them so tightly. You looked at the small marks your nails left behind...you hadn’t done something like that in years. It was a habit you somehow broke after getting out of your hometown. 

You tried to force away the images that always seemed to flood your mind when it came to thinking about home. You once loved it. There hadn’t been a place where you felt more yourself. He took that away from you though. He made sure you didn’t get that feeling. Because all you could see were the pictures of your broken body that they used in court, to show just how badly he treated you. 

All you could do was feel the cold room of the hospital as the police talked in hushed tones outside the door, wondering who could’ve done that to a girl….you were just a little girl. Seventeen when it happened. Still so young...too young. Truth be told, you were still so young. You knew that. But you were growing, trying not to be the scared little girl anymore. 

You took a deep breath, not sure if you could sit through the rest of the game. You loved watching all of them play, but tonight you seemed to have too much on your mind. You couldn’t sit still long enough, barely making it through the first period. 

You weren’t paying attention to how they were playing. Missed when Travis scored thanks to a beautiful pass from Nolan, missed the glorious saves Carter made...all you could think about was how badly you wanted to lay it all on the line. Tell him everything. Let him see all of the darkest parts of you. 

By the time the game was over, you were practically running for your car. You sent a quick text to Carter, telling him you’d meet him at home. You didn’t even think twice about calling his apartment that...calling it home. You hadn’t realized just how much of a home it had become to you. All because of Carter.

You knew he wouldn’t be back for at least another hour, so you turned on the fireplace in the living room and cuddled up with your favorite blanket and a glass of wine. You just wanted to calm down a little, so you weren’t ready to practically crawl out of your skin.

What you hadn’t planned for though, was falling asleep to the sound of the fireplace crackling. The single glass of wine was enough to calm you down to the point where, with the fireplace, and the blanket, just seemed to be enough to allow you to drift off. 

It wasn’t what Carter expected when he came home. He knew you were going to be there, because you always were after a game, and because you told him as much. But the apartment was quiet, no music or TV, just the fireplace. He found your shoes by the door and couldn’t help the soft smile that spread across his face when he saw your favorite blanket concealing your body. 

He’d gotten the big fluffy blanket for you after you completed a rather hard project. He wanted to help you celebrate, and he knew how much you loved simple things like that. You were curled into a ball, an empty wine glass on the side table next to you. You were still in his jersey, which threatened to swallow you whole, but you refused to let him actually buy you one. Instead, opting for an old jersey of his. You told him time and time again that you’d rather wear his jersey than some random one from the team store.

He didn’t want to disturb you, but he also knew that you hated sleeping on the couch all night. You often woke up with aches all over your body. He knew that more often than not, the pain was from more than just sleeping on the couch, but you never said anything more than that. And Carter knew better than to ask questions about that part of your life. 

He could see when you were thinking about it though. It was like a dark cloud settled over you. Sometimes you could shake it away, change the subject, but other times it was always lingering. He didn’t know how to fix it. More often than not, he felt a deep ache in his chest, knowing there wasn’t much he could do. 

He knelt down to be at eye level and gently shook your shoulder, “Hey, wake up.” 

You drew in a sharp breath as your eyes fluttered open, “You’re home.”

You started to sit up before he leaned down to kiss your forehead. There was a warmth in his eyes that you weren’t sure you’d seen before. Even in your half asleep state, you wanted to blurt it out. But you didn’t know how to go about it. How were you supposed to explain just how you felt with those three simple words?

“C’mon, let's get you to bed, okay?”

He didn’t give you a chance to get up, before he was scooping you into his arms. You held onto him, snuggling into his chest. You loved him. You loved him more than you probably ought to. You loved him so much that sometimes it hurt. 

“Good game,” You said with a yawn. 

He smiled, “You say that even when I play like shit.”

“No, I tell you when you play like shit.”

“I know,” he smiled, “And that’s just one of the things I love about you.”

He didn’t even seem to notice he said it. He set you down on the bed, still wrapped in your blanket, “I’m gonna go change, I’ll be right back.”

You changed when you got home, save for the jersey. You could hear Carter humming in the bathroom. You loved when he was like this. Post game and happy, you loved the simple moments that you were able to experience like this. 

You snuggled into the bed by the time that Carter came back out of the bathroom. A small smile spread across his face again. You savored it, you savored every moment you had with him. You knew that time would run out before you wanted it to. So you savored it. 

His warmth filled the bed. You instantly curled into his side, wanting to be as close to him as you could be. He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you as closely as he could. Savor the moments indeed.

“I love you,” He whispered into the dark room, “You don’t have to say it back. But I just thought you should know.”

You wanted to say it back, more than anything. But you couldn’t form the words. So instead, you kissed him softly before rolling over. Your face was a bright shade of pink, you were sure. His arms tightened around you, like he understood. He kissed your shoulder, the top of your head, and placed a gentle kiss on your neck before settling down and getting comfortable. 

“Get some sleep.”

That seemed to be all that needed to be said. He held you tightly as you began to drift off. You would never understand how safe you felt with him. How he was able to just quell all of your fears with just a few words. 

You were warm and safe and...and you were loved. You couldn’t ask for anything more. 

The light was starting to turn a dark shade of grey when your eyes peeled open. It was still too early to be awake, the city still seemed quiet. Carter was still breathing heavily, signaling that he was fast asleep. Normally he woke up long before you, it wasn’t often that you actually got to see him sleeping.

You tried to take in all of his features. There was a slight pinkish tint to his cheeks. Your chest tightened. How were you supposed to ever leave him? You smiled softly and brushed a stray bit of hair out of his face before softly kissing him. He stirred slightly before opening his eyes. He opened his mouth, ready to say something when you cut him off. 

“I love you too,” You whispered, “I really...really love you.”

He sat up quickly, like that simple confession woke him up even more, “You didn’t have to-”

“Shh,” you whispered, pulling him down towards you, “Just kiss me.”

And in the early light of the morning, you and Carter showed each other just how much you meant to one another. Soft and loving touches. Whispers of how much he loved you. You clung to him as if he was the only thing in the world that mattered. Truthfully, you weren’t sure the world outside even existed anymore. It was just the two of you in the bed. And that was all that mattered. You….and the man you loved.

[storydays]

Legend of Korra X Male Reader

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Season 1, ep 5, p2

Kazan and Meelo yawned sleepily, full from dinner. "That was really good, (Y/N)." Pema complimented, rubbing her belly happily. "Glad you liked it Auntie." You then turned to your Aunt Rene who was sulking in the corner with a smug grin. "So, Auntie, thoughts?" you teased, making her start. "Listen little boy! Don't you dare give me attitude just because you're a better cook than me!" Everyone laughed at the banter between you two. "It's late, and the children are sleepy, why don't you guys sleep here for the night? Nagisa can sleep with Jinora and Ikki, and Kazan can bunk with Meelo." Pema suggested. 

"Yay! Sleepover!" cheered Ikki and Nagisa much to Jinora's annoyance. "Here, I'll help but the boys to sleep, Uncle."He smiled appreciatively at you, grabbing Meelo while you carried Kazan. "You did good tonight, nephew." Tenzin said, leading the way to the boys' room. "You heard from the radio?" you tilted your head, adjusting your grip on the young firebender. "No, I saw from the corner. You really are your parent's son."

You stared at his back in shock before smiling. "Heh, thanks Uncle."

*That night*

You inhaled the fresh air as you and Nevermore walked to the arena to get ready. But stop seeing Mako and Korra each facing different ways, and leaned against a pole, out of their sight line. "What kind of game are you playing?" asked the Firebender. "Um, pro-bending? We have a quarter final match." Korra stated like it was the most obvious thing. "No, I mean with Bolin. You got him all in a tizzy, and I know you're only using him to get back at me." Mako accused. 'Ooh bad move, Mako.'

"I am not. We're just having fun. What do you care, anyway?" Korra defended. "I'm looking out for my little brother. I don't want to see his heart get broken." 'That is such bull.' you laughed silently. Korra knew it was too, "Wait a second. You're not worried about him; you're jealous," Korra was smirking and you were too. "You do have feelings for me." Mako didn't miss a beat. "What? Jealous? Don't be ridiculous." 

"Admit it, you like me." Korra didn't realize she was playing with fire, quite literally. "No, I'm with Asami." "Yeah, but when you're with her, you're thinking about me, aren't you?" The Avatar sounded so smug right now, and you were silently rooting for her. "Get over yourself." Mako snapped. "I'm just being honest!" "You're crazy!" Mako denied. "You're a liar!" cried Korra.

That was when you decided to step in. You splashed the two with water you kept in your pocket, and sent your teammates a raised eye brow. "If you two hot heads are done, we do have a match to go to." You then walked away, your pony tail swinging behind you. You stopped the two from entering the room and to keep Bolin from getting him involved. 

"Listen you two, don't bring this energy around Bolin. And while you are out on that ring, keep your personal feelings out of it. We've come too far for you two to mess it up. Am I clear?" The younger teens looked at each other and sighed, when Nevermore snapped her jaws for good measure. "Yes, sir." "Good, I'll be here when the match is over." You walked in and over to the railing, waiting for the match to start. 

*15 minutes later*

"Eight teams have been eliminated, and eight advance into the quarter finals, which get underway tonight. The rookies are about to take on the former and longest running champs--the Boar-Q-Pines. Youth clashes with experience in a battle for the ages or rather of the ages. Korra dodges and--ooh slams right into her teammate! Down goes Mako, and Bolin and Korra." You face palm and growled as the second announcer said, "Round One goes to the Boar-Q-Pines." 

Your (e/c) eyes narrow, noting Mako was saying something to Korra in a very aggressive way. Poor Bolin looked so confused. The waterbender part of you wanted to switch out with Korra, but the airbender part of you, reminded your that this was how Korra and Mako were going to make up. Nevermore nuzzled your cheek making you chuckle and rub her head. "Thanks, girl."

"The Ferrets looking to mount some offense here in round 2. Bolin lets fly a flurry of attacks. He's a one man bending battalion." "Yes! Way to go, Bolin!" You cheered for the Earthbender. "The Ferrets having a tough time finding their rhythm tonight. But thanks to Bolin, they narrowly notch round two." 

Round 3 started and at this point the crowd noticed their was something wrong as well. "Not sure, what's eatin' them, but this is not the same team that took out the Rabbaroos." You winced in sympathy as the Avatar took Earth disk to the stomach. "Round 3 is a tie. We go to a tie breaker to decide the match." A referee tossed a blue and red coin into the air, and caught it, covering it up. 

He moved his hand to reveal the red side. "The Fire Ferrets win the coin toss. Which element do you choose?" Immediately the three tried to decide who would go to fight, until Bolin stepped up with the older Earthbender. "Looks like the Earthbenders will collide in the tie breaker face off. Bolin goes in for the grapple, Chang reverses." You grit your teeth as Bolin was flung into the air but cheered when he fired from mid air. 

"Bolin strikes from mid air, knocking Chang to the edge of the circle, and another strike from Bolin, knocking Chang into the drink!" "The Future Industries Fire Ferrets win their quarter final match!" You, Mako, and Korra sighed in relief as the announce continued talking. "Ooh, close one folks, youth trumps experience tonight." 

You met the trio at the edge and grinned at Bolin. "Good job, Bo! You were awesome out there!" You watched as Korra and Mako went their separate ways. You sighed, and walked over to Mako and whispered in his ear, "You better get your act right, Mako. You maybe my best friend, but I won't hesitate to kick your ass." He looked at you with wide eyes, knowing you were dead serious. "Hey, (Y/N), come with me! I need your help!" Bolin dragged you out the room, making you laugh. 

*Time skip*

You and Bolin walked up to where Korra could be hiding and you stopped seeing Korra and Mako kissing. 'Are they kidding me?!' "Wait, Bo, don't--" 

You were too late, as he stopped seeing the scene in front of you. You hid half your face in your hand, Nevermore trying to hide her head in your hair. It was silent until Bolin started crying and ran away. "Wait, Bolin, this isn't what you think!" He turned to Korra with a glare on his face. "Great! Look what you did." "You're blaming me?" demanded Korra. 

"You kissed me!" "You kissed me back!" Both gasped being splashed with freezing cold water, and turned to you. Nevermore's teeth were drawn back into a snarl, and you had a dangerous look on your face. "It doesn't matter. You are both at fault! Now what matters is how the hell you are going to fix it." You and Nevermore growled as Mako groaned and ran after his brother. You turned to the city view and didn't even look at the Water Tribe girl.

"Korra, I know you've been isolated all your life, and you probably thought you would get your happily ever after with Mako. But there's so many fish in the sea for you to explore with. Don't settle for the small fry." "Well played, Korra." she said, hugging herself. "Live and learn, Korra." you sighed, "Live and learn."

*The next morning.*

You followed Mako into the restaurant.  "Morning, Narook. Is my brother here?" The man behind the counter gestured behind you guys, and Mako waved in thanks. "Thanks." He walked over to Bolin and shook his shoulder. "Come on, wake up. I'm taking you home, bro." That cause Bolin to sniff and look up sadly. 

"Don't call me that. You're not my brother!" He drunkenly slapped Mako's hands away from him. "You're a brother-betrayer." He sobbed into his arms. "The only ones I can trust: are Pabu and (Y/N)! They love me!" "You're a mess, and we've got the biggest of our lives tonight. Let's go." Mako tried grabbing Bolin who screamed at him. "No! I'm not going anywhere with you traitor!" You sighed, pushing Mako and grinning at Bolin. 

"Come on, Bo. I need my favorite Earthbender to fight with me tonight!" He finally got up with his arm slung over your shoulder. "Only you Bolin, can drunk off Water Tribe Noodles." You laugh gently. "I told you dating a teammate was a bad idea." Mako sighed. "You're a bad idea!" You laugh at their antics, even if you were pissed at Mako. 

*That night* 

You finished braiding your hair so it hung down your back, and out of your face, as Korra walked into the room. She looked at Bolin slouching on a bench,and noticed you over at the mirror. You were lost in thought, but it was clear something was bothering you. You suddenly snapped out of it and stood up, putting your helmet on. "Let's go guys. And leave your personal feelings here." 

"You can't find a team more evenly matched. In age, size, and strength than the Fire Ferrets and the Buzzard Wasps. Believe me, I looked." he joked. "This should be a pulse-pounding semi-final, folks." The bell rang and the Buzzards fought first. "The Buzzard-Wasps open with a flawlessly executed combo. 2 of the Ferrets take an early visit to Zone 2, and Mako's knocked all the way back into Zone 3! The Ferrets have been struggling to stay alive since the opening bell. It seems Bolin and Mako are out of sync tonight. (Y/N) taking the brunt of the impact from the front lines." 

The crowd groaned with Bolin as he was hit in the gut, hard. "Ooh, that has got to sting." You heard retching and groaned, knowing it was Bolin. "And Bolin looses his noodles, literally." All the players seem to have froze with that disgusting scene. "Which reminds me, this match is brought to you by our sponsor, Flamey-O-Instant Noodles. 'Noodlest- Noodles in the United Republic.' " Soon Bolin was knocked back into Zone 3 with Mako, leaving you to get defend from Zone 1. 

You were suddenly knocked into Zone 3 by an Earth disk, while avoiding a flame burst. "The Buzzard Wasps fly deeper into Ferret Territory. And Mako plunges into the pool. Can the Fire Ferrets hold on?" You and Bolin looked at each other and continued to fight with all you got. "The Ferrets are backed to the edge now, and are saved by the bell! They had better pull themselves together, folks, for round two. Otherwise they can kiss their finals goodbye. "

"Round 2!"  You used water in a arch to knock two of the Buzzards back into Zone 2. "Oh, what a strong start from (Y/N)!" Mako groaned being knocked into Zone 2, and sent fire towards them, hitting Bolin in the process. He cried out, and turned onto his back to glare at Mako. "Hey, watch it!" He gasped being knocked into the water, from his distraction. "The Wasps take advantage of Mako's unforced error, and move forward." 

You and Mako spun your elements together and knocked the opposing  Water and Earth benders out and into the drink giving the round to you guys. Round 3 came and you looked between the boys. "Look, we've been working for a long time for this. Get your heads in the game guys. Please." You begged slightly; they knew what this tournament meant to you. "Let's get this over with." Mako sighed.

When the match started, Mako was already in the drink, and Bolin's shoulder was messed up,and then he was in the drink. "The Ferret's dream of making it to the finals rests on Councilman (Y/N)'s shoulders." You smirked to yourself, used your waterbending to get the team into a line of three, and knocked them down like dominoes. "It's the big kaboosh! What a knockout!" 

The crowd went wild and you could hear Mako and Bolin cheering for you.  "It didn't seem possible folks, but the Fire Ferrets are headed to the finals." You laughed, waving to the crowd, before walking away. You took your helmet off and groaned when Korra gave you a big hug. "Korra! Korra! I need my....lungs...to breathe." "Oh! Sorry!" she sheepishly let you go. "Sometimes, I forget about my own strength." You sent her a lopsided smile, "It's okay, Korra." Bolin and Mako walked up to you. 

"That was pretty much the coolest thing I've ever seen." "Thanks for not giving up on us; we never would've made this far without your level head. We owe you big time." You rolled your eyes, walking past them, taking your helmet off. The three looked at each other, uncertain. "(Y/N)--" "Look, I know things are confusing between the three of you, but this team means everything to me, and the last thing I need is for some petty love triangle is to mess it up." 

Your sudden attitude caught the other's off guard; you were usually so carefree and cool. You got ready to leave the room when your ex walked in, making a scene. "Ooh, ooh, you boys smell something in here?" Tahno pinched his nose before smirking. "Oh, wait I know what that is. Yeah, it's the scent of losers." "I hope we see you in the finals. Then we'll see who the real losers really are." Korra said back. 

"Yeah, I'm peeing my pants over here." Tahno said confidently before turning to you, with a very faint blush on his cheeks. "I'll win this match for you, (Y/N). Maybe we can go out to that Water Tribe restaurant you like so much." You turned to him with a bored look and said, "Gag me. We are not together anymore, Tahno, I just can't trust you." You brushed your bangs into your face and left without another word. 

You ran into Asami in the hallway. "Oh, hey Asami." she hugged you and took a step back, noting your mood. "Great job! What a comeback! I--Hey...what's the matter?" she asked, green eyes shining earnestly. "Nothing, why don't you go see you boyfriend." You began to walk away when she grabbed your arm. 

"Hey, you don't need to be strong around me, (Y/N), you've been there for me when I needed it. You can talk to me--" "No! I can't talk to anyone and especially not you because on of my main problems is I'm in love with you, and I just think you're wrong for Mako because he and Korra kissed and they belong together and I--" Asami cut you off by hugging you tightly, your arms tight around her waist. "(Y/N), I-I didn't know you felt that way." You took her hand in yours and kissed the top of it, locking eyes with her. 

"Asami..." you left it at that and walked away, leaving her to her thoughts. 

You ran to where you hid Neo, and hugged him with all your might, begging your tears not to fall, and while the polar bear dog didn't know what caused your pain, he simply nudged you with as much warmth as possible.  You took such good care of him, it hurt him to see you so upset.

You sniffed, and looked into Neo's blue eyes with a watery smile. 

"Let's go home, boy."

[charming-2d-boys]

Adultrio with children (Hisoka Version)

I’m sorry that this was my first thought 😂

Anyway, back to business. This is part 2 of the Adultrio with children!

Next one is Illumi 👁️👄👁️

If you want any other characters for something like this, please request~ 😄

so...Hisoka with kids...yeah

it's not that he doesn't like kids (not like that, let's...not go there, please), but babies sort of scare him because if they have a problem or something, they can't outright say it

also, it's harder for him to entertain them

Hisoka doesn't really think about even having a partner, let alone kids

but, if he does find someone who accepts and wants to be with him and all his flaws and hobbies and he starts liking and trusting them...

he might be a lot more willing to have you by his side and actually start thinking about you and your needs and wants, not only his

it starts as a really fun relationship full of teasing, laughter and new adventures and experiences

and even as it gets more serious, the transition can barely be felt, courtesy of Hisoka making things a lot easier and lighthearted because after all, it's only natural and nothing to stress yourselves over

being in an actual relationship with Hisoka would mean quite a few months to years and you'd still be quite in the dark, especially about his past, but if you actually ask him about it and show him that he can trust you, he'll tell you bits and pieces and leave you to piece them together (he knows you're smart enough to do it and likes treating it like a game of sorts)

the idea of marriage and/or kids won't really cross his mind, simply because he never thought that he'd ever get to this point and also because they're not that important to him?

but if you ask him about marriage and/or kids, he'd joke about it and probably act as if he'll do it if you want to, but knowing what sort of a person he is, he'd be against it if you insisted and probably put some distance between you

but now that you talked about these things, the more he thinks about it, the more the way he sees you and your relationship is going to subtly start changing

Hisoka would see a wedding dress shop while he's in town with business and just stop and stare at the different designs and patterns, trying to imagine you in one of them and taking pictures of the ones he thought you might look best in

or the moment when you two are on an evening stroll and you two walk past a young couple with a baby in a stroller and the baby just keeps staring at you and you wave at it and smile cutely?

Hisoka's heart just skips a beat because that was pretty adorable and the baby smiled while the parents looked at the two of you and smiled (knowingly) as well

he definitely pays a lot more attention when there are kids near you just to see the cute interactions

and then he just imagines what it would be like if you had your own kid

no matter what, he won't tell you about those thoughts or the fact that the idea scares him because he's got so much blood on his hands and he's used to destroying, not creating and nurturing

you probably shouldn't bring up the fact that he zones out a lot more often because he's just going to get into a teasing and defensive mood and you're most probably going to irritate him easily

the key is to let him get used to the idea and try to act like you usually do or try to entertain him as he would usually do for you when you're in a sour mood

even if he doesn't say it, Hisoka appreciates the effort and the fact that you're not insisting on broaching the subject

tell him that you trust him - that's it, he's found his answer

despite all his fears and hesitation, he's got you and you trust him and most importantly, you can depend on one another when things get tough

you've been together for some time, you get along well enough for the most part and even during arguments, unless it's something serious which takes a few days to resolve, it usually takes a few hours at best

so, how does it go? First of all, he knows that you'd probably be a great parent and that you want a family, so he's going to tell you that he wants to try something new in the bedroom

Hisoka's going to hide your birth control and the condoms and yeah, he's kind of a dick for that, but when you ask him about them and he only smiles at you innocently, you realise what he wants

like I said, you have had this discussion before and are aware of what sort of a person Hisoka is, so you don't say anything because he's probably nervous (he really is, but he masks it pretty damn well) and don't want him to back out

despite the sultry tone of his voice and his words when he suggested you trying something new, he's a lot more gentle and you're almost sure that he told you that he loves you before you fell asleep

and would you look at that, a few weeks later you're buying a pregnancy test and have to go to the doctor and you're dragging Hisoka who smirks all the while

you'll have him take a shower after his fights at Heaven's Arena because the smell of blood makes you sick and when he teased you once by not doing it (because he's a dick), he had to take care of you and he's learnt his lesson (won't admit that the way your skin lost a bit of its natural colour so fast and you got up to run to the bathroom gave him quite a scare)

while he jokes around and tries to act like he usually does, he is vigilant and on the lookout for potential threats since he knows he's managed to make quite the number of enemies throughout the years, not that there's much that could go past him and get to you

even as your stomach grows, Hisoka loves carrying you around, much to your complaints about being heavy and the embarrassment of being carried as if you're helpless (Hisoka just wants to feel needed and helpful after seeing what he's putting your body through)

his arms will always wind up over you and your stomach when you two sleep and the baby loves the heat they provide, if their constant kicking is anything to go by

indulges in some of your cravings because as weird as the combinations are, the taste is interesting (he's gonna keep eating some of these things even after the baby is born, much to your disgust)

he's out of town when you go into labour and he doesn't get to answer his phone immediately, but the panic that fills him when he sees the high number of missed calls is terrifying and it transforms into bloodlust as he tries to get back as quickly as possible while everyone with half a gram of brain gets out of his way

when he gets to the hospital, trying to look as if he's calm (the sweat and blood on his body and clothes, plus his dishevelled hair and smeared makeup definitely give him away and scare the living daylights out of whoever sees him storming past them - they don't even try to stop him since his bloodlust keeps them at bay), he sees you with a little bundle in your arms, smiling down at it

and then you look up at him and just smile so widely, despite the obvious exhaustion and his appearance and Hisoka just... stops and stares because you're perfect to him and for him

you quietly beckon him closer when his bloodlust is completely gone, leaving him slightly tired now that the adrenaline rush is starting to fade away as well, and his eyes slightly widen when they stop on the little baby cradled in your arms

literally so small and fragile and so soft-looking and it's half of him and he wants to keep it safe, along with you

he's completely silent as you scoot over so he can sit next to you and keep the baby close to the both of you, the back of one of his fingers (which he quickly cleaned with some wet wipes on your bedside table) gently going over the soft skin of the baby's cheek

it's sleeping soundly and Hisoka just slowly caresses one of their little hands, feeling his breath hitch when the baby catches one of his fingers and grips it

it's a weird and new feeling for both of you and you can only look at Hisoka so adoringly when you see how gentle he is with his kid

it's cute, so, so cute

as the kid grows, he's definitely teaching them about Nen because he wants his kid to be strong and he will spar with them (when they grow up some more and with your supervision because you're not letting your baby get hurt since Hisoka can go overboard sometimes)

that being said, he'll also teach them some magic tricks and keep them close with Bungee Gum so they can't run off just like that and get into trouble

he loves entertaining you both and taking you to different places because the amazed and curious look in his baby's eyes whenever they see something different is one of the cutest things

Illumi is the designated uncle, which he doesn't like and refuses to acknowledge (but he softens up when it comes to the kid and gives them some pretty useful gifts on their birthdays)

pretty sure that the Main Four would be weirded out when they found out about Hisoka having a partner and a kid, but when they see how protective and sinister Hisoka is when he feels as if his family is threatened, they probably get even more scared

until you hit him upside the head and tell him to play nice

they all like you and the kid and you actually stay in contact with them, with Killua and Gon acting like older brothers, while Kurapika and Leorio are the uncles

one last thing: the baby's first word(s) was a little jumbled mess of Bungee Gum

Hisoka laughed and you facepalmed

[finiteuniverse13]

Clay Spenser; Son of Poseidon

Together with @jayhalsteadfan-2417, we made a wonderful AU spawned from me Really, Really liking the idea of Clay with a 7-foot trident.

Clay (& Percy)

Clay is a son of Poseidon – but was only claimed after the events of PJ&The Last Olympian.

Clay’s trident is stored in a bullet necklace because if riptide can be a pen and a dragon can be a suitcase, a sword can be a bullet necklace.

His sword is in a bracelet that Percy gave him and that Charles Beckendorf forged to make magical.

Clay and Percy doing hand to hand combat together.

Clay showing up at Sally’s apartment to see Percy and he is super tired and wants to nap.

Sally, Annabeth and Percy being the ones waiting at the end of deployment.

Clay calling Sally “mom”.

Clay interrogating Paul when he and Sally started dating.

Clay helping campers with their homework.

Clay helping with the Prophecies and giving tips for combat situations.

Jason Grace being mistaken for Clay's brother.

Campfire and Clay has a good singing voice.

Clay has a room in Sally’s apartment, and he stays over after deployment.

Percy and Sally showing up after Clay’s deployment, so he has someone there.

Clay calling Percy “little bro”.

Clay and Percy having movie nights and fall asleep on each other.

Clay and Percy fighting monsters together.

Someone picks on Percy and clay finds out when Percy comes home covered in Bruises and cuts.

“Percy what the hell happened; I need names now”.

Clay showing up at Percy’s school for a sibling day.

Clay causing a tornado.

Clay and Percy video chat while Clay is on deployment.

Poseidon having to be like "yeah so I also broke that 'no Big Three kids' rule that other time too" to Zeus

Clay showing up to help with Gaea.

Clay, showing up to battles with a celestial bronze sniper rifle: I'm not here to mess around!

Clay helping kids get to Lupa when he was stationed in Cali.

Clay comes back covered in gold dust.

Clay using a trident in a battle.

Percy meeting Ash Spencer

Sally meeting Ash Spenser. She'd kick his ass into the next century.

Percy staying over at Clay’s apartment.

Clay meeting Annabeth and ribbing Percy about her.

Clay is an overprotective older brother with Percy so when quests come up, he volunteers to help him out a bit.

Clay getting various SEAL teams to check up on quests to make sure they're all alright.

Clay being Percy’s guardian when Sally and Paul go on their honeymoon.

Clay’s in the arena at camp as soon as the sun comes up and trains for hours on end.

Cerberus (3 heads) is protective of Clay.

Clay at the campfire and is leading different songs around the fire.

A long op (like Mexico) in a monster-infested area and every couple of days Clay grabs his trident and sword and goes monster killing for a couple hours.

One time Clay was stressed out he accidentally flooded the dining hall.

Clay teaching Percy tricks and techniques with water manipulation and vice versa.

Clay finding out about Percy getting kidnapped and going missing.

Percy showing up at base covered in blood and dirt from a battle with a hydra.

Percy and Clay sword fighting in the base’s gym.

Poseidon showing up and both drop to their knees.

Percy and Clay going fishing with Jason. And a sea monster shows up and It Goes Down.

Clay runs out of monster bullets and instead starts going wild with his trident.

"I'm out of ammo! Going, uh, trident?" "Trident?" a Trident flies through the air and lands in the chest of an approaching monster, turning it to dust "Bravo Six has gone Trident, understood".

Whenever Clay is bored, he does fancy spins with his trident and scares everyone around him.

Clay looking calm but behind him a water fountain explodes.

Clay’s bunk is across from Percy’s at camp.

Clay’s bunk is a "borrowed" hammock from his cage on base.

Clay and Percy both love to kill the minotaur. They each have one of the horns of the same minotaur.

Clay’s hangs in his cage on base.

Clay runs out of bullets and just yeets a trident across the battlefield.

Clay wasn't claimed during his time at camp, so he basically adopted all the Hermes/unclaimed kids.

The Stroll twins go between him being their older brother or "Uncle Clay".

Clay graduating Green Team and going straight to Olympus to tell Poseidon.

Clay putting Ares kids in their place when he is at camp.

Bravo with Demigods

Blackburn is a son of Athena.

Blackburn and Clay having conversations in Ancient Greek.

Clay dragging Bravo to camp for a day.

Trent and Jason nearly pass out when they see the lava wall.

Nico would LOVE Cerberus.

Cerberus is a descendant of Cerberus.

Bravo watching a game of Capture the Flag.

Bravo and Blackjack

Clay comes in with a blue lunchbox and nobody makes fun of him in case they invoke Sally's wrath.

Clay having blue cookies in that lunchbox.

Clay swearing in Ancient Greek on the battlefield with Bravo.

Percy has a swimming competition and Bravo go and watch him.

DEVGRU adopting Percy as their little brother's little brother. Aka Little Brother2

Percy having a father-son relationship with Jason.

Jason and Ray giving Paul parenting tips.

Clay and Percy playing video games together.

Percy and Emma meeting and Percy is protective of her.

Clay Causing an earthquake with Bravo team.

Paul and Sally are busy and Jason shows up at Parent's Evening

Jason is a good uncle and is proud of Percy.

When Percy's dyslexia is bad he sends a photo of the textbook and Bravo sends a voice message of them reading it out loud.

Trent helping with his Health homework.

Percy asking ray and Jason for date ideas.

Percy showing up at base coved in blood and freaks out Bravo.

Trent would probably cry with joy when he discovers Ambrosia being a quick heal thing for Clay (and Blackburn, but that’s way less likely).

Brock would Lose His Mind meeting those metal guard dogs that Reyna has.

Bravo rocking up to the battles and helping.

Bravo meeting a monster on an op and Clay summons his weapons and just Goes To Town killing this monster.

Clay just YEETS a trident at some Tango and bravo has their jaws on the ground.

Percy and Clay basically doing adoptions for the orphaned half-bloods in the SEALs.

He introduces orphan half-bloods to various service members who can't/won't have babies but want children and/or want to adopt.

Percy Iris Messages Clay after a nightmare and Clay is out with Bravo and they all hear him crying.

Bravo can all see through the mist so they know about the monsters.

Bravo at Camp Half-Blood and hanging out in the Poseidon cabin for the nights, Percy has a nightmare and wakes them by accident.

Percy and Clay practice fight manoeuvres together and Bravo watches them train together.

Bravo leading “In the navy” at the campfire and trying not to crack up.

Younger campers asking for stories and bravo tell one's that are highly edited for security reasons.

Clay teaching Bravo campfire songs during deployment.

Bravo making tributes to various gods/goddesses of war/strategy before going on an op.

Blackburn and Clay racing up the lava wall.

Bravo stumble upon an entrance to hell and Clay is pulling them out.

Clay goes "Oh yeah, the Amazonians run Amazon" any nobody can tell if he's joking or not (he's serious)

Annabeth and Blackburn being Wholesome Sibling Goals.

Clay takes on a cyclops and gets smashed up a little bit and Bravo is panicking.

Bravo has monster-killing bullets for any situation that happens.

Sally bringing Bravo blue food for BBQs.

Clay comes to base one day covered in dust with a minotaur horn in hand going "You will not BELIEVE the day I'm having”.

Blackburn just hands him some Ambrosia because Clay got a little cut up.

“My baby brother started another war so you guys wanna help out?“

Trent getting a monster killing RPG

Metal has Ares' blessing.

Ares appears and everyone kneels except for Metal and Percy, Percy because he's Percy Jackson and Metal because they're bros.

Trent is Will’s mother’s brother.

Stuck between "MY NEPHEW IS A DEMIGOD? " and "YOU HAD A CHILD WITH A **GOD**????".

Blackburn and Clay sword fighting

Clay fighting Hercules in the arena while Bravo watches.

When Clay's sad Bravo does their best at blue pancakes to cheer him up (it normally end in disaster)

Brock loves O'Leary.

Percy having a group of uncles that have his back when he needs it.

Trent teaching Apollo kids medical procedures.

Bravo & Half-blood friendships:

Frank and Sonny

Annabeth and Lisa

Trent and Will

Mandy and Piper

Sonny and Leo

Lisa and Hazel

Metal and Clarisse

Ray and Chiron

Lisa and Reyna

Reyna and Jason

[edgyspit]

lazy day

  warnings: pretty toxic, possessive relationship/ very light violence

  pairings: illumi x reader/OC 

  notes: this really is super self indulgent  and mainly written to satisfy my own fantasies but I hope you can find it entertaining too!

illumi slips into bed and cuddles up with reader and starts to think about their future together

 It was still dark out when illumi got home and decided to slip in through the bedroom window. There she was, sprawled out on the on the bed covered by the sheets that were thin enough that illumi could tell she was naked underneath. He moved across the room quietly making his way to the bed. He sat on the edge just watching her. He was resisting the urge to kiss her and wake her up. Illumi knew she often had trouble sleeping; she had woken up numerous times over the nights they had spent together screaming and petrified because of her nightmares. No matter how concerned he was, he knew better than to ask what they were about, but he always made sure to comfort her until she fell back into a blissful sleep. He always offered to use acupuncture to help her relax and she rarely let him; she wasn't very fond of it. Mostly because she was never the type to accept help.

              Illumi began to play with her hair lightly for about half an hour until the sun began to rise. Slight shades of pink and orange began to fill the sky, but it didn't even compare to the beauty he was already admiring. He was eager for her to wake up but he knew she needed to get her rest. Eventually he decided to act on his selfish desire and grabbed her hair and pulled it lightly so she would be facing him.

"mmmm....hisoka?" she said sleepily

                Illumi's heart shattered and a million thoughts of betrayal ran through his head. His head began to throb and he was feeling a pain he couldn't begin to describe. Hisoka? Why hisoka? Has he been seeing her while i was gone? Has he been in this bed with her? Our bed? Unconsciously his grip on her hair had tightened.

                 "ow! relax ilu, i was just messing with you!"  She closed the gap between their lips and kissed him lightly. "i've been awake for a little while now, i just wanted to tease you after you pulled my hair!"

                   She was already starting to regret her little joke, it was too cruel. If she had thought it through a little more she'd have realized it wasn't a good idea. Illumi was already the possessive type and the last thing she wanted to do was plant a seed of doubt in his head. It would make him resent hisoka, but maybe that could benefit her...? No, that would be manipulative and she wasn't manipulate...at least not anymore. Not with him.  She laid a few more light kisses on his lips then turned back around.

"aren't you going to get up now?", he said nudging her

"no way! i'm staying in bed all day"

                      illumi groaned and pouted. He wasn't the type to stay in all day being lazy and he hardly ever slept. She smirked and pushed her body up against illumi's chest. She knew he wasn't exactly happy about her plan for the day but he would give in to her wishes like always. she curled up into a ball and he put her arms around her. It made her feel small and delicate like a flower, like she could almost be vulnerable and let her guard down. This was a rare feeling in her life. She always wanted to to be as close to him as possible. He had the softest skin and slender muscles that she loved to feel wrapped around her. He also had the most addictive body scent. In all honesty, illumi completely flooded her senses and took over all of her thoughts. She was always at peace when she was being intimate with him, it all just felt so right. She felt like this was home, illumi was her home.   Of course she would never admit any of this to him but she was sure he already knew.

                     After a few moments, she was sound asleep and illumi wouldn't dare move. He knew she always slept best in his arms and he had already been away for a little more than a week now. He had been on a business trip. Well...business trip was the most pleasant way of phrasing it. He knew that she had killed many people and it wasn't anything that made her uncomfortable but he hated the fact that she knew of such dark things. He wished he could protect her from all of it. As he watched her sleep, he thought about his feelings for her. His all-consuming love for her. He spent every minute of the day with her on his mind; he even made himself sick worrying about her when she wasn't around. Illumi knew she was more than capable of taking care of herself, but that still didn't stop him from worrying. He wanted to spend every day watching over her. He desperately wished he could make every decision for her and control her every move. That would be the only way he could possibly ensure her safety and stop feeling so anxious. Unfortunately, that wasn't possible considering the way she reacted when he simply asked to put a tracking device on her. She was furious and he couldn't comprehend why, they had a fight that dragged on for days until he finally apologized.

         Illumi was trying to be less controlling because it wasn't good for their relationship but he couldn't help himself. It was the only way he knew how to express his love. He wanted to spend the rest of his life with her and he hoped she felt the same. This was the first time illumi had felt something so intense for someone...more like the first time he had ever really felt something. She was the light in his life and there was no way he could let her go, he had already spent his life living in darkness and he refused to go back. he was planning on asking for her hand in marriage soon and he would take her to his family home. She would be much safer there, but ultimately it was up to her whether she wants to move or not. Illumi hoped she would make the right decision on her own, but if she didn't he'd simply have to make it for her.

        The door opened flooding the room with light and a head popped in. Both illumi and the girl shot up on high alert to face the threat.

"ohhhh what do we have here? hehe Ilu you never told me you were such a ladies man", the man said in a teasing manner

"hisoka get out!! i'm trying to get some rest"

"oh yes, i completely forgot i had made the arrangement to meet with you today. You needed my help with a task?" Illumi slightly tilted his head to side in a curious manner

"you forgot..? oh i see. obviously your plaything has been keeping your mind occupied" hisoka smirked. He laid his mischievous yellow eyes on the girl and she began to realize just how exposed she was

"oh i'm sorry did you not hear me? i sAID GET THE FUCK OUT HISOKA!!! AND YOU TOO ILLUMI" the girl's aura flared and the men knew she was serious and hurried out before she decided to attack.

              She had met hisoka a few years earlier in her arena fighting days, but they never really got along well. He always managed to push her buttons and get on her nerves. Back then she had only gone to fight to earn a little extra pocket change and cure her extreme case of boredom and emptiness. At that point in her life wandering aimlessly looking for anything that would satisfy her and  make her forget, it didn't matter where her search took her. She was already skilled at nen and was proficient in each category; this allowed her to make it to floor 200 pretty easily. That's where she met the stupid, devious clown. She would never admit it but her battles with him taught her a lot and were extremely beneficial. She was able to improve her nen and find her speciality as a conjurer. The girl is able to conjure up a red dragon made of nen that can be used as a vicious offense and an effective defense. She named it "Shini" as a reference to the god of death which proved to be a very fitting name.

          She was a little angry at illumi for not backing her up and making hisoka leave the room but she knew hisoka was a good friend of ilu's even though he often denied having friends because "assassins have no use for friends". last time she checked assassins don't have any use for girlfriends either but here we are. She began to wonder what hisoka could possibly need Ilu for and why he failed to mention it to her. It seemed like her plan of keeping him in bed with her all day had already been foiled and her curiosity kept her up anyway so she wondered if she could go along with them. As if he read her mind hisoka opened the door

"you know...we might really benefit from your help"

Almost faster than he could react she grabbed one of illumi's pins on the bedside table and threw it directly at his head. Hisoka closed the door just in time and it barely missed him.

"I'll be ready in a minute", she sighed

Her lazy day with Ilu was just going to have to wait.

[acertainsomeone]

Tender Punishments- EdSer Oneshot

“What happens if I intentionally violate the rules of the contract?” he had asked her with a smirk, yet his intestines squirmed at the exact thought of a punishment from her. Funny or not, Serkan Bolat feared the impulsive Eda he had fallen in love with. She might be a peri kizi, who had charmed him for a lifetime, but the savage Eda that came with as a free subscription of stubbornness was scary enough. He did not know what he was playing at, therefore he had asked her question out of blue, it sounded suggestive or maybe he wanted it to be like that. Both of them didn’t know, despite being aware of each other’s fantasies, Eda and Serkan decided to brush the dust under the rug, to save themselves from any disappointment.

“Try it and you will find out what will happen.” Eda replied him coyly, nervous herself because in reality there was no real punishment in her mind. She knew, she could pull his strings, get on his nerves by making him do all those things he despised, that included apologizing Erdem.

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Lost in her thoughts, Eda continued to wrap her hair strand around her slender fingers, agitated due to the cluster of thoughts, pinching her central nervous system. An immediate beep on her phone screen had added more to her misery, “Did you think about it? If you’re unable to decide, I have a plenty of options for you to pick from” She read his text unaware of those crimson cheeks, he had really taken this punishment thing seriously, and now there was no going back.

Eda could visualize his smirk, it was scary how he knew her so well, yet failed to trust her faith in him. Their rocky relationship was far from being perfect, there was a lot to learn, therefore Eda had decided to maintain this distance. She needed time to figure out the biggest shock of her life, including Serkan’s previous love affair with Selin. Even if he didn’t accept his feelings for Selin, she was insecure of Selin’s existing love for Serkan. She loved him and never doubted his feelings for her, yet she could not forget Cenk’s cheating incident. Serkan believed that she was a fairy, but if she really was one, would Cenk had chosen someone else over her? Eda sounded ridiculous in her thoughts, therefore she wanted to clear this mess before taking another step with him.

“You should worry about your health; Lord knows whether you’ll be able to make it out of your bed the next morning or not.” She replied back, knowingly playing with the words to entice Serkan Bolat, only for him to face the end of hell this time.

“As long as I have you, there is nothing to worry about.”

“Serkan, you are breaking the rules, again.”

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She jumped out of joy after receiving his message. He was downstairs, waiting for her to announce the punishment, she had decided for him. “Gunaydin” He smiled.

“You won’t drive, I will” She hadn’t smiled back this time.

“Neden?”

“Because you can’t drive with a blindfold.” Eda waved the piece of cloth in front of him. A bemused Serkan raised his eyebrows, looking at her, wondering what is she up to this time. Before he would complicate things further, Eda placed the cloth above his eyes, while placing a subtle whisper against his left ear. “Don’t worry, your car is safe with me, there won’t be any fines this time.”

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He couldn’t believe his eyes, so this was her idea of punishing him. A boxing arena. Only Eda Yildiz could have thought about this. Boxing was not an issue, he was really good at it, but she had brought him here to have a one-to-one fight. It really took him a good forty seconds to wrap his head around her words, “Ready for a round, serkan bolat?”

“You can’t be serious!”

“I am! And don’t think just because I’m a girl, I’ll be lenient on you. I have already punched you enough in my head.”

“I’d be surprised If you hadn’t”

He was constantly smiling at the idea of this, she really thought making him fight her in a ring box would be the best punishment. Or she was just looking forward to beat the hell out of him. Whatever it was, he was really looking forward to this.

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“I thought you were good at this!” Serkan exclaimed panting heavily, knowing she won’t take this jibe at her boxing skills easily. They were at this for the last fifteen minutes, and to both of their surprise none of them were treating each other with kindness.

Serkan had almost knocked her off, he might’ve benefitted from his years of practice and masculine physique but Eda was determined. She hadn’t learnt to lose.

Time was running and she had to equal the score, she played her last move and punched him hard on his forehead that this time he actually knocked off.

“Iymsin?”

She blurted out, apprehensive for he wasn’t responding this time.

“You really managed to give me a punishment of lifetime, Eda. I don’t see myself walking out of bed for a week now.”

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My hero -  We need to talk

Chapter 9 

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U.A. FESTIVAL IS HERE!

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“MIDORIYA WIIIIINS! SHE PASSES TO THE NEXT ROUND” Present Mic shouted as Izuku caught herself on her landing from the shockwave she created to push the orange haired girl out of the bounds and placed One For All on her back.

Izuku waved at the crowd and fist bumped her opponent. “That was a cool punch.”

“Thank you and so your sword.”

Kendo winked at her and the girls passed through their respective entrances. Izuku reached her seat just in time for the next match, it was Aoyama against someone from group 1B and he’s giving a pretty good fight.

“Aren’t you excited Izuku-chan? You’re going against Todoroki in your next round!” Ochako grabbed her shoulders.

“Yeah he kinda challenged me a while ago.”

“Intense.” Mina whistled.

“That means he’s taking you seriously.” Momo commented as she nodded.

“I wouldn’t have it any other way.” Izuku said with flames in her eyes and turned to her right, she eyed the serious semblance of Todoroki and he made eye contact with her.

“Well it’s my turn.” Ochako stood up. “I’ll do my best to win against that tribe savage.”

Katsuki stood up as well and took off his cloak, he threw his cloak as Izuku extended her hand in reflex catching his cloak.

“Plus Ultra!” Izuku raised her fists to them and her friend excused herself as she blew kisses in her direction while the other clicked his tongue.

“ON OUR NEXT MATCH WE HAVE OUR FAVORITE EXPLOSIVE BOY KATSUKI BAKUGOU!” Midnight pointed him as he stood in the arena with a serious face.

“ON THE OTHER SIDE WE HAVE OUR QUEEN OF GRAVITY OCHAKO URARAKA!” Present Mic said as the two young heroes were showing their middle fingers to each other.

“START!”

Ochako attacked first running straight at him and he blasted her away, Izuku looked down at Katsuki and noticed that he was dead serious. His fighting stance was perfect, he had the offense and defense in perfect synchrony. Her brunette friend used the dust from his explosions to hide her presence and Izuku clenched the cloak when she knew what she had planned. Ochako used her hat to distract Katsuki but he quickly caught on and he blasted away the real Ochako on her back.

Something was odd in all of this, Izuku thought but then looked up in the sky and saw rocks floating in the sky as the dust got clearer. “No way.” She gasped.

“Oh, it’s gonna happen.” Kirishima widened his eyes.

“LET’S END THIS!” Ochako shouted, she touched her staff with her hands and the object emitted a soft glow.

The big rocks started to descend at an amazing speed but Katsuki’s semblance didn’t changed as he raised one hand while the other embraced his wrist at the sky. The arena was lit up with an amazing explosion, the rocks got destroyed into little pebbles and Ochako got blasted away. Izuku could feel the heat from her seat as she closed her eyes from the impact and her hair ruffled. Katsuki lowered his hands as he saw Ochako, who stood up, she looked sick and exhausted.

“Ochako…” Izuku frowned as she looked her falling into the ground, she tried to get up again but failed miserably.

“AND KATSUKI BAKUGOU WIIIINS WITH A BIG BOOM BOOM PASSING TO THE NEXT ROUND!” The crowd cheered. Izuku watched worriedly as a few men took her friend to the infirmary and Katsuki took his leave. Cementos stepped into the arena and started to clean the mess for Kirishima and Tetsutetsu to start the next match.

“Ochakooooo!” Izuku yelled as she slammed open the door of the infirmary and saw her sitting on a bed with a smile on her face.

“Prince! I lost!” She scratched the back of her head as Izuku stepped into the room with a serious face, she walked slowly, she stopped in front of her friend and gave her a kind smile.

“You’re crying.” She said as she saw tears falling down of her friend’s face without her noticing. She placed her hand behind her brunette head, she pulled her to her chest and rubbed her back. “You did awesome! He took you seriously in battle.” Izuku sobbed quietly.

Dammit she wanted to be cool.

“Aaaah don’t cry.” Ochako cried as she hugged her back. “Would’ve been bad if he didn’t.”

“That strategy was so cool.” Izuku separated from her and placed her hands on her hips. “Raise your head high and be proud my friend.” She let a booming laugh.

“All Might’s laugh is rubbing too much on you.” Ochako teased her and Izuku turned bright red. “Thank you Izuku-chan.”

“Let’s go see the match.” Izuku took her hand and they ran back to the stands.

When the two girls reached the stands they founded the two boys with hardening magic knocked out at the same time but Kirishima won because his magic did not faltered, Ochako sat beside Iida in the front row and Izuku sat with Katsuki behind them.

Izuku looked at Katsuki about to ask him something but found him frowning and tense. “Stop frowning too much or you’ll get ugly.” She laughed and touched his eyebrows.

“Buzz off.” He growled and pushed her face away from him.

“I must take my leave.” Iida stood, he saluted to his friends and took his leave.

“PLUS ULTRA!” Izuku and Ochako gave him their thumbs up with a big smile.

“HERE WE GOOOOOO! HERE IS THE SPEEDING KNIGHT IIDA TENYA!” Present Mic shouted at the crowd and Iida stepped into the arena with a smile.

“ON THE OTHER SIDE WE HAVE THE BOY HOT AND COLD! PRINCE SHOTO TODOROKI!” Midnight cheered and Todoroki stepped into the arena too.

Midnight announced the start of the match and Iida ran at an amazing speed towards the prince. The prince used his ice to follow his tracks almost freezing his legs before he jumped to kick him with a powerful swing of his leg and Todoroki created an ice wall to block it. Iida broke the ice and grabbed him by the back off his shirt to move him out of the bounds but the prince froze his legs, the ice encased him and trapped him in a matter of seconds.

“...CAN YOU MOVE IIDA?” Midnight asked the knight.

“I’m af-fraid not.” Iida stuttered because of the ice.

Midnight nodded. “THE WINNER IS PRINCE TODOROKI AND PASSES TO THE SECOND ROUND!” The audience cheered.

Izuku looked down as Todoroki melted the ice around the knight and made eye contact with him, catching the challenge in his eyes which she returned.

The matches went on, Tokoyami won passing to the next round, now the only left were Izuku, Tokoyami, Todoroki and Katsuki and Kirishima. The next match of her explosive friend would decide the last four finalists.

“The fight between men will start now!” Kirishima exclaimed with excitement.

“Bring it shitty hair!” Izuku felt Katsuki standing up next to her and Kirishima as well.

Iida came back to take his seat next to Ochako, Izuku clapped his shoulders and Ochako patted his head.

“You did amazing Iida-kun, mama is proud!” Ochako placed a hand over her heart but he still looked depressed.

“YES!” Izuku gave him the thumbs up. “You held your own against him!”

“It still wasn’t enough.” He sighed. “I hope my brother isn’t disappointed in me.”

“Nonsense Iida-kun, I’m sure he’s not.” Izuku patted his arm.

“Thanks Midoriya! I tried to call him but I couldn’t reach him...I hope he’s okay.”

“Odd.” Ochako said as they watched how Katsuki blasted away Kirishima out of the bounds.

“NOW LET’S ENJOY OUR BREAK, GO TO EAT, GO TO THE BATHROOM! IN A FEW HOURS WE’LL COME BACK FOR THE SECOND ROUND FOR THE BIG FOUR FINALISTS!”

They ate at a restaurant not far from the arena and then walked through the busy streets with vendors of all types, people filled the streets as the sounds and scents of the food of the festival filled the air.

Izuku stopped in her tracks when she saw a little sweets stall with chocolate and cotton candy of all flavors. She watched the girl who had the same idea and they ran towards the stall.

“Girls.” The boys said at the same time as they watched the girl buy things.

“I’ll buy something for Iida-kun to cheer him up.” Ochako laughed as she saw children ran around the sidewalk and into the street to play. The little boys surrounded the young heroes as they chased a boy with a tail and ears, the boy tackled Katsuki’s legs in accident, the taller one grabbed the back of his shirt to lift him to get him over his level and a little smoke surrounded the blond.

“Brooo! Are you okay?” Kirishima asked as the smoke dissipated and when it did, his friend had dog ears and a tail. “HAHAHAHAHAHHA!”

Katsuki trembled in anger as he looked at the kid who was crying in fear and praying for any god to help him from this demon. “This better be temporary.” He growled.

The kid nodded over and over. “It only lasts five minutes I swear!”

“Let the kid go man or he’ll pee on his pants.” Sero clapped his back and Katsuki growled, like a dog.

The girls finished their sweets shopping and came back to the guys, Izuku had in one hand chili covered apple and the other caramel apple, she approached Katsuki not noticing his slight change yet.

“Kacchan I bought you this, it has chili!” Izuku beamed happily and handed him the apple, she took a bite to her apple and looked at him as he took the apple.

The others were holding back their laughter as they saw how Katsuki’s tail moved side to side uncontrollably and his ears halted.

“So obvious.” Mina whispered to the girls.

“Kacchan.” Izuku turned dead serious. “What’s wrong?” She eyed him up and down and she could swear she saw a...tail, she looked at his red face, his tail and back at his face. “So…” The others stopped breathing as she started to mutter to herself. “SO CUTE! LET ME TOUCH IT! NO, I HAVE TO TOUCH IT!” She jumped at his tail to grab it but he grabbed his tail to stop it from moving and from her.

“Fuck off Deku!”

The rest laughed so hard as they saw how Izuku was trying to touch his dog ears instead and the blond was trying to push her away in embarrassment. After some minutes another smoke surrounded him again making the tail and ears to disappear.

“Aaaaw lame.” Izuku clicked her tongue in disappointment.

Izuku turned a corner and encountered King Endeavor, she quickly turned her face to the other side to evade his attention.

“Hey girl.” The man stood tall behind her and Izuku stopped in her tracks to turn around as she pointed at herself. “Yes you! You have a strong magic sword but Shoto will win anyways.” He smirked and Izuku could swear that his flames were a little more hot than before.

She ruffled her hair and gave him a bored expression. “Look flame man.”

“King Endeavor.”

“Whatever.” She waved her hand. “It’s because my magic it’s similar to All Might’s isn’t?” She asked the king and he gave her a dark glare. “A good opportunity for Todoroki-kun to face a similar power.” She mocked him as she levitated herself to get on his eye level and he widened his eyes a little. “Let me tell you old man... I am not All Might.” She shrugged.

“That’s obvious, of course you’re not-” He scoffed.

“Exactly.” She interrupted him and gave him a cold gaze. “And Todoroki-kun is not YOU!” She turned on her heels and before she could disappear from his sight she looked at him over her shoulder, he was fuming in anger.

She stood at her entrance for what felt like hours, she took out One For All and rolled her shoulders, she took deep breath to calm down herself.

“Deku.” A familiar voice behind her made her flinch and she looked him over her shoulder. “Better see you at the next round.”

“You bet.” Izuku smirked and waved at him as she took off to the arena.

“WE’RE BACK FOR OUR ROUND OF THE BIG FOUR!” Present Mic shouted and the crowd cheered loudly. “HERE WE HAVE ON ENTRANCE ONE OUR FAVORITE SWORDSWOMAN OF THE FESTIVAL! WHO TAUGHT US NOT TO MESS WITH HER! IZUKU MIDORIYA!”

Izuku stepped into the arena, she looked up and saw All Might’s skeletal figure giving her a proud smile, she lifted a fist and gave herself little taps over her heart with her free hand.

“ONE THE SECOND ENTRANCE HERE WE GOOOO! ICE PRINCE SHOTO TODOROKI! PREPARE YOUR COATS CAUSE THIS IS ABOUT TO GET COLD!”

“Your father is a douche.” She pointed at Endeavor with her thumb who was fuming in anger and took a fighting stance.

“Agreed.” Todoroki nodded and crunched his knees.

“START!”

In a matter of seconds, Todoroki touched the floor sending an ice avalanche towards her and she destroyed the ice with a combination of a powerful swing of her sword with her mind so she wouldn’t hurt herself with her sword. He threw another blast and Izuku gripped the handle of the sword, she swung her sword at full power but at the last moment she transferred all that power into one finger so the rest of her hand would be okay.

“Shit...!” Izuku flinched at her broken finger and Todoroki swung his ice again, she jumped from it and levitated to fall back down to break the ice with her other hand using energy sending him backwards. Her legs almost flanked but used her sword to stand back up and saw how Todoroki melted the ice wall he used to protect himself.

“That was another power just now…” Todoroki could see his breath now because of his ice, Izuku noticed that the frosting of his magic was reaching his face by now. “Sorry about this.” He looked at Endeavor. “I have to thank you, I don’t know what you told him...He’s pissed.”

“Where are you looking? Hey your eyes on me man!” She asked quietly, she pointed two fingers at his eyes then at her and he returned his attention to her. “You’re shivering, our powers are just physical abilities so there must be a limit! What about your fire side?!” He looked at her shocked and she swung her sword hard against him, he created a wall to protect him but her power was more chaotic this time. She clenched the handle as she saw him almost touching the line. “Why don’t you balance it with your left side to fight the freezing of your body?!” She cursed as she looked down at her scattered hand and he stood up.

“What…?” He stuttered and she lunged at him again, she levitated herself at him at an amazing speed, she got on his face and grabbed the front of his shirt. “...Why going so far?!”

She kicked his chest sending him against his own ice wall breaking it and almost touching the boundaries, she swung her sword at him but he rolled to the side and freezed her feet. She broke the ice with her mind with ease. “Trying to win with only the half of your potential makes me mad.” She growled with fire on her eyes. “COME AT ME WITH ALL YOU HAVE!”

“Midoriya, what are you planning...With everything I have?! Did my shitty old man paid you or something?” He lunged at her and created a sword made of ice, she swung her sword to clash it with his. The power of both of them blasted them away and they lunged at each other again, the last swing of her scattered his sword. He kicked the ground and ran at her but she noticed that his movements were too slow because his ice side.

“Too slow!” She crunched down quickly and punched him with her free hand sending him backwards with a strong shockwave. They kept like that for a while, his ice was getting slower and her hand that holds One For All was getting a really bad shape.

“Everyone is giving their all to be heroes! How can you be a hero if you don't give your full potential?!” She cried angry tears as he clenched his fists. “I won’t let you give me such a half-assed battle! STOP PLAYING AROUND IDIOT! IT’S YOUR POWER NOT HIS DAMMIT!”

Todoroki’s eyes widened in shock as his left arm caught a big flame that got extended to his face and part of his body. She took a step back as a strong wave of heat invaded the arena, she brought her arm to her face to block the brightness of his flames and she gave him a big grin.

“He used his fire side, young Midoriya...Are you trying to save young Todoroki?” All Might’s thoughts rang as he saw the big flames surrounding the prince.

“Helping your opponent...really, who’s playing now?” Todoroki gave her a pained smile. “I want to be a hero too.” he said as the freezing of his body got melted away.

“SHOTOOOO!” Endeavor’s voice rang loudly all over the arena.“Have you finally accepted yourself?! That’s it! Good!” He said as he walked down the stairs and reached the end of the stands. “It all starts from here for you!” Izuku watched Todoroki’s face, she saw a tear falling down his face and glared darkly at the king. “With my blood, you’ll surpass me...YOU WILL FULFILL MY DESIRE!”

“SHUT THE HELL UP!” Izuku and Todoroki yelled at Endeavor making the crowd to laugh at the fuming king.

“How can you smile with an arm like like that...?” Todoroki asked her with concern as he looked down her arm. “I’m down for another round but you…?”

Izuku rolled her shoulders and cracked her neck as she changed her sword to her left hand. “That’s such a bad idea, I’m in...I have to practice my left swings.” She smirked at him and he gave her a soft laugh as they took their fighting stands.

Thank you, Midoriya.

They kicked off the ground at each other and gave their all, the combination of both powers created such an intense shockwave that Cementos had to intervene, he had to create five immense walls to lower the impact.

“ARE THEY OKAY!? WHO WON?!” Present Mic shouted leaning at the end of his stand.

“Todoroki-kun?” Izuku grunted as she was looking up at the dissipating clouds.“You good?”

“I’ll live.” He grunted in response from the other side and she snorted back.

Midnight stepped into the arena as the smoked dissipated, she saw Izuku out of the bounds and Todoroki just barely an inch away from the bounds. “Todoroki wins.” The crowd cheered loudly.

“Ahhh! That was a good fight Todoroki-kun.” She said still on the ground, Todoroki stood up and walked in her direction. He extended on arm towards her and helped her on her feet, he looked behind her and she turned to find One For All laying a feet away. She made a swift movement with her head and her sword levitated to sheathing it on her back. “Shit!” She cursed at her broken hand, she clutched her right arm in pain.

“Are you okay Midoriya?”

“I broke my arm.” She laughed in pain. “Hey, Todoroki-kun.” He looked in confussion as she clutched his front shirt to get him on her eye level.

“Don’t tell anyone that I slipped with the ice out of the bounds at the last minute.” She growled over his face, he couldn't keep his serious face any longer and laughed hard while bringing his hands up in surrender.

“You...you have my word.”

“OOOOH DO WE SEE LOVE BLOOMING FROM THIS FIGHT?!” Present Mice asked and the crowd cheered making the two to separate from each other awkwardly.

Izuku flinched when she met a familiar crimson angry eyes. “I’ll get my hand treated.” She squeaks before everything became black.

Izuku grunted in pain as she woke up in the infirmary with All Might at her side in his skeletal form. “We really need to stop seeing each other like this Midoriya.” Recovery girl scolded the girl as she poured some potions over her broken arms. “The broken bones get longer to heal.” She eyed her arm. “This is going to leave a scar.” She said as she wrapped Izuku’s arm with bandages.

“Thanks.” She smiled but grunted again as Recovery Girl kissed her cheek, she sat slowly with the help of her mentor. “I...I’m sorry All Might!” She sobbed.

“Young Izuku, It’s alright.” He gave her a thumbs up but the tears rolling down his cheeks said otherwise.

“WAH STOP CRYING!” Izuku choked.

“YOU STOP CRYING! I’M SO PROUD OF YOU, YOU GAVE YOUR ALL!”

“THANK YOU!”

Recovery Girl chuckled as the pair hugged each other in a sea of tears. “Sorry to break the bonding moment.” She pated their shoulders. “The final match is about to start and you need to be there.” She said to All Might and he took his leave.

“I was out that long…?” Izuku asked, she missed Kacchan’s fight against Tokoyami.

“IZUKU-CHAN!” Her friends stumbled into the infirmary with tears over their eyes.

“How are you feeling?!” That was Ochako’s voice.

“I’ve been better.”

“They’re preparing the arena.” Ochako hugged her shoulders with one arm. “And Iida-kun had to leave early, he had a call from his family.” She gave her a crooked smile and Izuku frowned having a bad feeling.

“It’s Kacchan-kun’s turn against Todoroki.” Mina smiled kindly at her. “He looked pissed, we had to make All Might too kick him out of here for him to leave your side.” She whispered the last part to her and with that Izuku jumped from the bed. She levitated a little inches from the ground because she didn’t had the strength yet and she floated past the door frame. “ENTRANCE TWO!” Mina shouted.

“THANKS MINA LOVE YOU!” Izuku’s voice rang in the hallways, she ran hoping to reach him in time before the announcement of the final match. “K-Kacchan, Aaaaah.” She touched the floor with her feet as she panted with her hands over her knees and saw his head snap at her worriedly. “Urgh cardio.” She groaned, he walked towards her with a serious face and pulled her against him. “I-I’m sorry I couldn’t make it to the finals…” She was looking at the floor and he put a finger under her chin and raised her head so her eyes could meet his. “Say something, you’re too quiet I knew it you’re mad.” She was getting nervous.

“Let me see.” He said in a low tone that made her face bright red as he raised her bandaged hand and intertwined their fingers before he kissed her fingers softly. She widened her eyes as he kissed them again while making eye contact with her, anger filling his eyes. “I’m going to be the number one!” He growled and pressed his forehead against her making her gasp. “You better watch me and only me while I beat that bastard’s ass out!”

She smiled warmly at him as she squeezed their joined hands, she stood on her tiptoes and kissed softly his right cheek. “I will and always will, Katsuki.” She whispered into his ears and nuzzled her cheek against his, she tore herself from him to direct her eyes back to his but inhaled sharply when she saw him blushing with his eyes wide open.

Ups.

“HERE WE ARE ON THE FINAL ROUND! YOU GUYS READYYYYYY?!” Present Mic shouted.

Izuku chuckled. “Snap out of it! You have a match to win!” She twirlled him around and gave him a soft push towards the entrance. He started to walk away from her but stopped at the last second to look at her from over his shoulder.

“You and I will talk later.” He said and walked away.

Of course we do.

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The Arcana Lemons - Lucio

Genre: Lemon Pairing: Lucio X Fem!Reader

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a/n: And the third part! Took me long enough but yeah, it’s an idea I was playing with hehe, hope you guys like it!

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"You all can leave," Lucio ordered, waving his hand to dismiss the guards.

You heard the clanking of their armors as they stepped off their positions, leaving you two behind in the Colosseum's booth. Only Lucio's smirk stayed wide on his face while you gave him a glare with your cheeks tinted in a deep red color. "How can you even consider this?" you asked, pushing down his hand as it slowly crept up your leg.

"Why so shy, my Love? Aren't we both always up for something exciting?"

Raising your hand slightly, you gestured to the arena below, squeezing his hand in your hold to gain his attention that he had almost exclusively focused on the red lines appearing where he dragged his hand over your skin. From below, the grunts and groans of opponents echoed, trying to get a hit at each other. "There you have your fun. I can't believe you'd want to have sex while everyone can watch."

Lucio sighed, long and disappointed about your refusal of his advances. "They are boring. If the Scourge is not here, the Arena isn't fun at all." Part of you had to agree to that. Despite not liking the Colosseum, they had been trying to get at each other's throat for the last thirty minutes without landing one hit. Knowing Lucio, this wasn't his form of entertainment.

Suddenly, he sat up straight in his chair, eyes wide open, and the smile on his lips shining brightly. "Come on, Babe. It's just a little, you know-" Freeing his hand from your grip he formed it into an O.K. sign, proceeding to push his claw-like pointer through it a few times. You rolled your eyes at his childish behavior, glaring even more exasperated at him.

Sliding down his chair, Lucio was undeterred from your expression, kneeling before you instead. Even though you two could have still been in plain sight of some of the visitors, he didn't seem to mind, caught up in the need to chase you with his desire. "I already sent away the guards, Honeycup!" he tried to argue, not breaking eye contact as he pushed away the skirt covering your leg.

Slowly, he leaned down to kiss upwards from below your knee, never ceasing to look at you, wiggling his eyebrows. "Lucio, we are in PUBLIC! Everyone can see us!"

"As if you don't like that," he mused, smirking. "You didn't care back at the palace, screaming your lungs out on that balcony."

"That-" you sputtered, feeling the heat rise even more in your cheeks. "That was one time!"

"And it was hot, [Name]. You were like a wild, hot goddess, using me for nothing but my cock. Look me in the eyes and say you didn't like it." His expression got way too serious for the situation you two were in as you felt your face light up like a firework, and you mewled a quiet, "Lucio, stop saying things like that!"

Cornering you in your chair, he stood up, arms on each of your sides, face just inches away from his. "Imagine how good it would be here~"

Shoving him off softly, you gave a defeated grumble, pressing out a short, "Fine!" to which his face seemed to beam up immediately. "But people will see-"

"Don't worry," he interrupted you, tugging on your arm to make you leave your seat. Firmly, he directed you into his lap, pressing his legs between yours to spread them. "See? With all that fabric in the front, no one will be able to guess anything. Genius, right?" A look over your shoulder showed you his big puppy expression, waiting for his praise, where you could only sigh once more. After all, it had been his suggestion to wear this specific dress today, of course, he'd want to be praised for his excellent choice now.

Even with it being technically unseeable and with the heat that had risen to your head, you still knew that part of you was horrified about the idea, while some also was a little pleased with how it all was playing out. Instead of pondering about it too much, you decided to take action, not giving him the praise he wanted, but instead rolling your hips over his lap and the ever so prominent bulge beneath you. Surely, he was a little disappointed that you didn't praise his choice in gift for that day. Still, nonetheless, he let out a pleased grumble, leaning back as he watched your butt melt against his body.

"Let's get it over with, okay? I don't want anyone to notice," you mumbled, loud enough that he could hear, but hopefully no one else, even if there was no one left in the booth. "Anything for you, my Star~"

It only needed his gauntlet wrapped around you, lifting you into the air for a few seconds so he could free the fabric from clinging to you, your skin meeting the softness of his pants instead. Pushing you forward just enough so you wouldn't slip off, he worked on his own restrictive clothes, freeing his member from it as if he knew exactly what he was doing before tugging you back, discarding of your underwear by pulling it just above your knees. "Isn't this exciting?" he chuckled, and you agreed silently, keeping your eyes forward. Not on the still fighting gladiators below but more on the exit across the arena, which you would hightail out of if anyone noticed what you two were up to.

Laying against you, you felt his hot, stiff mess against your butt. Moving slightly, you dragged it along while Lucio fiddled with your front, teasing your nipples despite the coverage of your garments. It was an easy task for him with his claws to find what he wanted, despite you quickly starting to struggle with holding back yourself to not be too obvious. One move too far, and you felt his cock slip forward, against your folds, your own warmth meeting his hotness. "Lucio," you whispered in a suppressed moan, shooting him a pleading look over your shoulder. Taking a deep breath, you realized you were much too ready for this, anticipation and excitement already wrapping around you too.

"Of course," he agreed instantly, finding his way under your garments and wiggling his hand under your leg to grip his own cock and positioning it. Biting your lip, you held back the sounds you wanted to make as you slowly, teasingly lowered your hips onto him, wanting to have at least some say in this and knowing all too well it was driving him nuts to go that slow.

It didn't need much movements, either. Every time you moved ever so slightly over your seat in his lap, his length was perfectly able to hit your sweet spots. Almost, it slipped your mind that you were in a public area, as you only just so caught the moans wanting to escape. Lucio took it surprisingly easy, pulling back his real hand to lean on the hand rest of the chair, covering his mouth with his palm and simply letting you do your thing.

Aside from ever so often tugging you back as he felt himself slip out of you, he really stuck with watching, feeling the sensations of your walls quivering around him every time you went left and backwards, hitting your exact spot of pleasure before using the hand rests yourself to push your body up and down. Even while holding back and being subtle about it, he could only awe at your face of pleasure from what he can see, cheeks red, and lips slightly parted. You looked like the goddess he remembered you were from the last time he had convinced you to something like this, having your own fun, and working for your own pleasure.

You were so much more fun than the Colosseum could ever be.

Spreading his legs before rapidly closing them, he felt you clench down on him, taken aback by the sudden motion. But you were quick to learn to use it, your hand pressing down on his metal palm that had moved to squeeze your breast. You made sure he knew where you wanted him, directing him towards it, and tensing your rear to move even faster over his dick. If he could have, he'd have thrown you over the railing of the balcony booth, slapped your ass and fucked your brain out then and there, all of this still being a little too slow for his taste, but you shot him a strict glare whenever he made more attempts to take you, mouthing him to stay down. And how could he deny your orders?

Instead, Lucio only gave in to bopping his legs, your body being shaken by little waves of movement and pleasure, as you muttered a small, "Fuck," your pussy clenching even more around him. Your chin lowered, he could see in the way you closed your eyes and took deep breaths that you struggled to keep calm and not cum. And with a smirk, he only felt more compelled to make you, hoping you might let your composure slip and scream his name despite the place you were in. His teases sure were compelling as he proceeded to open and close his legs ever so often, alternating as you kept on moving your hips from side to side and back and forth.

But no matter how hard you tried to prolong your trial of endurance, it was all over as Lucio made a sudden lift in his hips, meeting you hip to hip and deep inside you, body stiffening as your orgasm hit. The squeal turned into a mewl, and you let it out through gritted teeth, barely able to contain yourself from falling once the sensation died down.

Luckily, Lucio wouldn't have let it come that far, waiting out a few seconds before promptly wrapping both his arms around your torso, pumping his hips into you a few more times to come himself, shooting the hot, sticky jizz deep inside of you and spreading it over your folds as he slowly pulled out. "That. Was. Awesome," he mumbled into your shoulder in between catching his breath before you felt him quickly fiddle his way beneath your clothes again to pull up your panties.

You were still dizzy from the sensation, the impression of something drooling out of your cunt very present to you still, while Lucio slowly let go of you. After feeling him pack up his own, you slipped off his lap, legs a little wobbly as you returned to your own seat with a warm feeling between them. Regular shivers still shook through you, but unsurprisingly, you felt the bliss of just having orgasmed clearly, a smile on your lips. Unexpectedly, his hand found yours on the armrests, lacing your fingers and rubbing his thumb over the side of your hand. "Now tell me, Love: Did you not enjoy that?"

Clicking your tongue, you were at a disadvantage to his teasing, your cheeks still burning up from the experience just now. But you wouldn't give him that victory so easily. Leaning over to him, you caught his eyes with yours, putting on the best seductive smirk you could muster. "I fucking loved it," you whispered, and after an initial moment of surprise on his face, his cheeks changed color too, and he gulped, a wide smirk dancing over his lips before he leaned in to kiss you.

[fnlrndcllctv]

Tekken

In our Soundtrack Sunday series, we take a look at the music of fighting games, track by track!

For the fifth instalment, Shaun Eddleston takes a look at the music of 1994’s Tekken…

(For the purpose of this article, only the Arcade version of the game’s soundtrack is being covered).

In 1994, 3D fighting games were still in their infancy. SEGA’s first fighting game experiment in the form of Dark Edge and the boundary-pushing Virtua Fighter had barely been out for a year, and games such as Battle Arena Toshinden were still just around the corner for the next generation of home consoles such as the Sony PlayStation and SEGA Saturn.

Namco wanted in on the action, so enlisted the talents of Virtua Racing & Virtua Fighter game designer Seiichi Ishii to help develop 3D fighting game of their own, based on a hardware demo that was initially developed to show off some fancy new graphics off to investors. What started off as a game called “RAVE WAR” would eventually go on to become not only one of the most successful and longest-running fighting game franchises, but one of the biggest selling video game series of all time; Tekken.

As the technology was still somewhat limited at the time, Tekken’s stages were a simple affair. A seemingly infinite scrolling plane placed in front of some parallax backgrounds to give the impression of depth, each of these fighting arenas required a little bit more oomph to push forward and create a suitable, varied atmosphere in which players could beat each other up.

That’s where the music comes in. As Tekken was such an early entry in the realm of 3D fighters, the soundtrack played a considerably larger role in establishing how the game felt than in later entries.

So, how does the original soundtrack holdup today?

Let’s find out…

The game’s introduction is fairly non-eventful in its 20-second runtime, but it does make good use of the game’s stereo mix by panning left and right to create a more immersive effect, and reminds me a little bit of elements found in the PlayStation startup jingle.

Tekken’s character select music is a loop of what initially appears to be a fuzzy, overdriven funk bassline over a simple drumbeat, but to me personally, there was always something about this version that didn’t sit right with me. Upon listening closer, I think I’ve figured out what it is.

Behind the upbeat bass that is designed to get players pumped up before a fight, there’s two droning chords being played in the background that elicit a very serious, uneasy tone. Its a strange sensation that’s also present in the PlayStation version of the soundtrack (although it’s not as strong, thanks to better quality remixing!)

“Marine Stadium, Japan” is where the soundtrack has the most fun with the stereo mix, creating a dizzying effect by throwing samples at the listener from all directions in the left and right speaker. Once the track gets moving, there’s a call & response going on between many of the tracks separate elements, running a fine line between being a disjointed mess and a brilliantly cohesive piece.

Luckily the rhythm section and background pads do a great job of keeping things in check.

Definitely one of my favourites in the game.

“Chicago, USA” is probably the grittiest track of the OST, and is probably closer to what a lot of the game’s music sounds like in the modern era than the rest of the tracklist.

The fuzzy bass tone of the character select screen makes yet another appearance here, and immediately starts to make each of the “verse” sections feel incredibly busy and muddies the entire mix straight away.

The chorus, although very brief, saves the song in a big way. The soaring keys, accompanied by some fun percussive claps, make this one of the most enjoyable songs that still holds up really well today.

On a related note, the arrange version found in the PlayStation port is flawless.

The most immediate thing I noticed about this track is just how loud and distracting the bass is. It rumbles throughout the majority of the runtime, and almost ruins the whole experience for me, that is until the bass drops out and allows listeners to focus in a bit more on the tracks other elements.

Once you get past the overpowering synth bass, this is actually a really fun track. Utilising samples of traditional Chinese stringed instruments and gong hits, it’s a high energy track that perks up the players fighting in the mountainous stage.

Imagine a hard-hitting techno remix of Chun-Li from Street Fighter II’s music and you’ve got the right idea.

“Angkor Watt, Cambodia” is probably the closest that the game comes to an industrial sound, and I mean that in a literal sense. The drums and bass is accentuated with what sounds like stylised machinery interspersed with synth leads for the whole track. This robotic selection is an odd choice to use for a stage that’s based on the real life Angkor Watt (i.e. a complex of ancient temples in Cambodia, NOT a factory filled with heavy machinery).

The track also ends before it has the chance to build up into anything really interesting, and remains as a bit of a teaser for me.

“Fiji” is unlike anything else in the Tekken soundtrack, and is arguably one of the series’ most iconic pieces of music (it gets revisited a handful of times throughout the franchise’s long history). The track dials things up into party mode, with steel drums and a catchy salsa beat that really makes you feel like you are on holiday on a tropical island, with a bassline that you’d expect to hear in a bustling nightclub.

A true highlight of the soundtrack, and most definitely the biggest earworm of the whole tracklist.

With “Acropolis, Greece”, we steer into something with a much more dramatic mood.

While the drums and bass for most of the song leave a lot to be desired in terms of differentiating themselves from damn near every other song in the soundtrack, its the the chorus that saves the whole composition. Backed up by some choir keys that remind me of Angel Dust-era Faith No More (the best era, by the way!) and some military-style drumming that’s sprinkled throughout, it builds up to something pleasant, even though it doesn’t quite reach the majesty of the location’s namesake.

“Kyoto, Japan” follows in the footsteps of “Sichuan, China”, in that it utilises samples of traditional instruments from the location’s culture.

This is another track that makes great use of the stereo mix, with the instruments constantly in flux from the left to right speaker (and vice versa). The song does feel a little choppier than the rest of the soundtrack in places though, and the constant “un-tiss-un-tiss-un-tiss” drumbeat mixed together with the percussion samples of blocks being hit makes the song sound like something from the Samurai Shodown games if they were all on ecstasy.

“King George Island, Antarctica” is one of the more interesting items on this fighting game menu, as the song is driven forward by something outside of the simple drumbeat and funk bassline. Instead, it’s powered by an ongoing drone sound hidden in the background. While not quite in Sunn O))) territory, it’s something that makes the track feel unique to its peers, even though it largely contains a lot of the same elements as them.

This one took me by surprise.

Most of the runtime of “Venezia, Italy” sees the music simmering away comfortably, then once the chorus hits, it erupts into a slightly operatic, adventurous display of strings and choirs. Not only that, but for the latter half of the brief chorus, the drum beat instantly shifts into a jazzy offbeat section that definitely threw me off in terms of where I was expecting the music to go.

It’s a gamble that ultimately pays off, and it’s one that results in one of the more underrated tracks in the collection.

“Windermere, U.K.” is where the quality of the game’s music takes a hard hit.

Everything in the song sounds like you’re listening to it through a wall, with the individual instruments being drowned out by the overblown bass and frankly dull drum loops, and even then, the synthetic saxophone sections of the song don’t sound very interesting either. It’s a couple of minutes that holds the entire OST back.

At least the Arrange version in the following year’s PlayStation port was an improvement.

From the game’s weakest track, we head straight into one of the best moments in the entire OST.

“Monument Valley, USA” is one of the most ominous, evil-sounding stage themes that you’re likely to encounter in any fighting game. Just over a minute of harsh windy soundscapes, thunderous gongs, grandiose strings and monk chants that feel more like a summoning of an ancient demon than an actual song. It’s such a deviation from the rest of the music in Tekken, almost to the point where it could be from a totally different game altogether.

The PlayStation version of this song is rightfully in my top 10 favourite fighting game tracks of all time.

Tekken’s final credits music is an absolute pleasure to listen to. In just a couple of minutes, it effectively melds together all of the different vibes of each stage in the game without resorting to just clipping them together as a cheap montage.

Besides, it’s just a relief to have something relatively soothing after dealing with the horrid AI of Heihachi as a final boss.

Overall, the soundtrack to the very first Tekken game is pretty far away from people may be used to from the high intensity of the modern entries in the franchise.

Instead of punishing dubstep and songs you’d expect to hear from a harder-edged Dance Dance Revolution game soundtracks (is that even a thing?), the music selection here is much simpler and way more subdued.

Tasked with trying to represent the various locations from around the world, Namco Sounds did an admirable job getting the vibe right for each stage. From the absolute party of “Fiji” and the sports broadcast jingle of “Marine Stadium, Japan” to the gritty club beats of “Chicago, USA” and the windy soundscapes of “Monument Valley, USA”, the Tekken soundtrack is a varied, interesting mix that not only gives each landmark and setting more personality, but also attempts to set the bar for a series that has since become known for its great music.

Now, time to try and get “Fiji” out of my head until Tekken 2’s edition of Soundtrack Sunday…

The soundtrack is available on vinyl here.

Are you a fan of the original Tekken’s music? Let us know your thoughts in the comments below!

[rctribvtns]

 ok  so,  i’ve  never  done  one  of  these  before  so  bear  with  me.  under  the  cut  are  a  few  wanted  connections  i’ve  come  up  with,  as  well  as  the  connections  that  nova’s  already  filled  for  other  muses  so  i  can  keep  track  of  them.

  PSA.   they’re  first  come  first  serve  (  and  i’ll  try  to  keep  it  updated  )  so  if  you  like  it  then  you  shoulda  put  a  ring  on  it  !!   also  if  none  of  these  tickle  your  fancy,  i’m  100%  on  board  to  brainstorm  a  few  different  ideas.  

PLATONIC.

(  the  “ twin  sister ”  )  :  see  wanted  connection  on  the  main.  [0/1]

(  the  ‘  bad  dads  club ’  connection  )  :  this  character  is  also  a  resident  of  hades  cabin.   they  both  have  some  abandonment  issues  when  it  comes  to  dads  and  over  time  they  became  confidantes.  they’re  not  the  kind  of  people  who’d  come  right  and  say  hey  i’ve  got  your  back,  but  if  someone  was  messing  with  the  other  they’d  step  up  and  square  up.  [  1/1  taken  by  tam. ]

(  the  '  best  friends ’  )  :   inspiration:  the  golden  trio.    muse  a  is  someone  nova  clicked  with  almost  instantly  upon  arriving  at  camp  half-blood.  preferably  this  person  would  have  been  in  hermes  cabin  approx.  5  years  ago.  whether  they  were  the  claimed  child  of  a  god  with  no  cabin,  or  an  unclaimed  half-blood,  they  bonded  over  shared  interests  and  compatible  personalities.   when  nova  wants  to  get  into  a  little  trouble,  or  do  something  stupid,  this  person  isn’t  far  behind.   muse  b  is  someone  they  initially  clashed  with  —  maybe  over  their  differences,  or  something  petty  like  cutting  their  favorite  shirt  with  a  blade  during  weapons  training.   whatever  the  reason,  it  was  petty,  and  they  remained  at  odds  with  each  other  until  they  all  went  on  a  quest  together.   this  bonded  them  all  instantly  and  they’ve  been  near-inseparable  ever  since.   this  person  also   tries  to  be  the  logical  one  and  keep  muse  a  and  nova  from  running  their  lives  into  the  ground.  [ 1/2  muse  b  taken  by  zach. ]

(  the  ‘  tentative  friends ’  )  :  when  they  first  met,  they  did  not  get  along.  he  was  very  angry,  finding  it  unfair  that  he  was  shoved  into  hermes  cabin  without  a  place  he  really  belonged,  and  they  argued  about  this.   in  fact,  they  argued  a  lot.   so  much  so  that  it  eventually  culminated  in  a  big  fight  where  he  got  his  ass  handed  to  him.  ever  since,  he’s  pulled  his  head  out  of  his  ass  a  little  and  they’ve  become  tentative  friends.   there’s  mutual  respect  there,  though  it’s  unclear  what  else,  and  their  friendship  is  probably  best  described  as  friends  adjacent.   that  all  might  change  though  if  she  goes  through  with  their  dare  from  her  cabin  mates  to  make  him  fall  for  her.   [  filling  lily’s  wanted  connection.  ]

(  the  ‘  tour  guide ’  )  :   when  he  arrived  at  camp  half-blood,  he  had  quite  the  chip  on  his  shoulder.  he  was  on  the  outs  with  his  family,  recently  claimed,  and  feeling  the  sting  of  rejection  to  find  out  that  hades  kids  were  lumped  into  the  other  cabin.   he  was  probably  a  brat  at  first,  kind  of  impossible  to  be  around,  but  this  person  somehow  looked  past  it  and  helped  him  adjust  to  life  at  camp  which  he  did  appreciate  —  even  if  he  sucked  at  showing  it.  [0/1]

(  the  ‘  competitive  friends ’  )  :  nova  has  filled  this  connection  for  jesse. competitive  friends .   they’re  rivals ,  in  every  sense  of  the  word .  equal  in  fighting  prowess  and  in  shit - talking  abilities ,  the  only  place  they  can  seem  to  get  some  really  good  competition  is  in  the  other .  as  a  result ,  they  spend  a  lot  of  time  going  head  to  head  in  the  arena  or  debating  over  something  stupid  in  the  mess  hall  at  dinner .  neither  of  them  hate  each  other ,  though  it  might  look  like  that  sometimes .

(  the  ‘  sparring  partner  ’  )  :   nova  has  filled  this  connection  for  finn.   finn   isn’t   the   best   at   fighting   hand - to - hand   combat   ,   but   they’re   partners   during   practices   !   maybe   they   teach   him   a  bit   of    what   they   know   and   he   returns   the   favor   somehow   . 

(  the  '  salt  bae ’  )  :   these  two  gravitate  towards  each  other  when  they  want  to  be  shady,  or  pessimistic,  and  aren’t  looking  to  hear  empty  platitudes  to  try  and  make  them  feel  better.  they’re  both  a  little  emo,  jaded  about  the  world  around  them,  and  there’s  a  quiet  kind  of  kinship  shared  between  them  as  a  result.  [  1/1  taken  by  autumn.  ]

(  the  ‘  slow  burn  friend ’  )  :   this  character  was  also  in  hermes  cabin.  they  bonded  over  mutual  annoyances  at  being  grouped  in  with  the  others,  among  other  things.  stargazing  on  the  roof  of  their  cabin  was  something  they  shared  together,  and  continued  to  even  after  they  were  claimed  and  nova  remained  in  the  hermes  cabin.  over  time  they  became  friends,  though  nova  couldn’t  point  to  one  specific  moment  to  identify  when  it  actually  happened.   [ 1/1  taken  by  min. ]

ROMANTIC.

(  the  ‘  will  they  /  won’t  they ’  )  :   for  two  years,  nova  and  this  person  danced  around  each  other.  maybe  they  went  out  once  or  twice,  or  maybe  they  just  talked  about  doing  it  and  it  never  happened,  but  it  was  probably  well  known  that  these  two  had  a  thing  for  each  other  and  it  just  never  panned  out.  [0/1]

(  the  ‘  unlikely  crush ’  )  :   on  paper,  these  two  people  have  nothing  in  common.   this  other  muse  is  a  kind  person,  the  kind  of  person  who  you’d  think  would  get  under  nova’s  skin  and  irritate  him  with  their  goodness,  but  instead  he  started  to  crush  on  them.   in  turn,  it  probably  made  him  more  of  a  jerk  towards  them.   whether  they’re  on  good  terms  or  not  now  is  undetermined.  [  2/2  taken  by  avalon  and  fernanda.  ]

(  the  ‘  first  kiss ’  )  :    they  meet  at  a  carnival.  his  mother’s  working  her  stand  and  he  decides  to  play  hooky  for  the  day.   he  meets  this  other  muse,  they  spend  the  day  together,  and  sparks  fly.   on  the  ferris  wheel,  at  the  end  of  a  day  well-spent,  they  kiss.   it’s  his  very  first  and  it’s  kind  of  a  perfect  one.  they  exchange  numbers  but  he  accidentally  washes  it  off  his  hand.   he  hopes  to  see  her  again,  to  make  contact,  but  the  carnival  picks  up  and  moves  the  next  day  and  they  never  see  each  other  again.   until  now.   [ 1/1  taken  by  harper. ]

(  the  ‘  exploited  crush ’  )  :   this  muse  is  someone  that  nova  realized,  pretty  early  on,  had  a  crush  on  him.  they  weren’t  very  subtle  but  they  sure  thought  they  were.  the  other  muse  never  made  a  move  —  and  nova,  admittedly,  wasn’t  really  interested  —  but  he  never  said  anything  because  he  liked  the  attention.   maybe  your  muse  has  finally  worked  up  the  courage  to  say  something,  or  has  started  to  pick  up  on  signs  that  he  knows.   [0/1]

(  the  ‘  hook-ups  ’  )  :  this  one  goes  without  explanation.  brief  flings,  no  real  commitments,  just  teen  hearts  beating  faster,  faster.  we  can  flesh  out  whether  it  was  a  one-time  thing,  or  a  friends  with  benefits  situation,  but  real  feelings  were  never  factored  into  the  equation.  [ 1/5  taken  by  delia.  ]

(  the  ‘  unrequited  crushee  ’  )  :  nova  has  filled  this  connection  for  abel. unrequited  crush  a .   abel  is  absolutely  obsessed  with  them ,  but  they  barely  know  he  exists .  he  isn’t  even  a  blip  on  their  radar ,  despite  the  fact  that  he  goes  out  of  his  way  to  be  where  they  are  most  of  the  time . 

ADVERSARIAL

(  the  ‘  mess  of  an  ex  ’  )  :  this  muse  isn’t  necessarily  a  mess,  but  their  relationship  definitely  was.  it  was  nova’s  first  and  only  serious  relationship  and  it  didn’t  go  well.  he  was  allergic  to  commitment,  constantly  throwing  himself  in  quickly  and  then  getting  cold  feet  and  being  wishy  washy  about  where  they  stood,  which  led  to  the  inevitable  dissolution  of  the  relationship.   this  muse  wasn’t  very  patient  with  him,  irritated  by  his  behavior,  and  when  they  split  it  was  very  ugly.   we’re  talking  screaming  at  each  other  out  by  the  lake,  a  capsized  canoe,  and  probably  people  taking  bets  on  which  one  of  them  was  going  to  make  it  back  alive.  there’s  love  there,  there  always  was,  but  their  problems  outweighed  any  of  the  good  times.  [ 1/1  taken  by  dromeda. ]

(  the  ‘  anything  you  can  do,  i  can  do  better ’  )  :   these  two  muses  have  been  at  each  other’s  throats  for  years.  instead  of  just  being  competitive,  challenging  each  other  to  be  better,  they’ve  made  it  their  personal  goals  to  best  the  other  person.   possibly  to  their  own  detriment,  or  sanity.   why  they  hate  each  other  doesn’t  even  matter  at  this  point,  bonus  points  if  they  can’t  even  remember,  but  the  petty  rivalry  runs  rampant  and  they  argue  and  compete  over  everything.   literally  everything,  big  or  small.  [ 1/1 taken  by  brooklyn. ]

[mewtwowarrior]

Earlier, @writeinspiration was telling me about a tabletop game they were in where everybody had picked one of the Seven Deadly Sins for their characters to add to their backstories, and it got me to thinking about how they were present or not present in Ark’s life.

So, here are character analyses rooted in the Deadly Sins, the Virtues, and the Horsemen of the Apocalypse.

Some of these may not quite apply, so I'm interpreting them how I like. I got the lists and information about them from Wikipedia.

Also, some of these may end up being subject to change as I work on Ark more.

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Seven Deadly Sins

Lust: Wikipedia defines lust as "intense longing" for anything. I don't really think there's anything that Ark really longs after, at least, not in any significant way. She's pretty focused on her job.

In the romantic sense of the word, I'm torn between giving her any kind of love interest and none at all. On the one hand, it'd be pretty cute, on the other hand, it's not really necessary? I'm definitely not completely opposed to it, and may play around with my options. It's something I've been going on back and forth for ages.

Gluttony: Wikipedia defines gluttony as "overindulgence and overconsumption". I don't think there's anything she'd really go overboard with. Maybe if she got worked up over the Games, she might play for longer than she should, but I think that'd be a pretty rare thing.

She definitely wouldn't take way more power than she needs to keep herself running, but might get a little extra for emergencies.

Greed: Wikipedia defines greed as an intense desire to own things. I think I kinda covered most of the greed stuff under gluttony. But, as for owning things, Ark probably doesn't have or need a whole lot. I imagine she's probably got a few things for sentimental value and a few things that she likes, but she's usually too busy and active to stay at home and enjoy her stuff, so she doesn't amass a lot of things.

Sloth: Wikipedia defines sloth as "omitting responsibilities". That's pretty much the exact opposite of Ark. She takes her job (and her programming) very seriously. She works hard, and only on her time off does she relax. Though, I could see her possibly getting sidetracked in the Games or with something else that might end up making her late, but that'd be a very rare occasion.

Wrath: Wikipedia defines wrath as "anger" and "the wish to seek vengeance". That's a tough one. Overall, she doesn't have a whole lot of anger. She might get frustrated with situations or Programs, but she's usually got so much to do that it ends up being mostly forgotten.

However, the seeking vengeance part is a little tricky. When she lives that long, she's determined to do whatever it takes to stop Clu. Which, now that I think about it, I can't help but wonder if part of it is a little bit of a streak of revenge for all the pain and suffering he's caused. I'll have to think on that more.

Envy: Wikipedia defines envy as wanting things someone else has. Overall, Ark's not really envious of most anyone. However, I gotta think she's just a little bit envious that Tron's never lost in the Games. But, I try to write them on friendly terms, so it's probably not something she really thinks about, or it was something she was envious about in the past, but once they became better friends, it didn't matter any more.

Pride: Wikipedia defines pride as "selfishness" and "refusing to acknowledge one's one limits, faults, or wrongs". In the selfishness area, Ark's not terribly selfish, and her programming doesn't exactly allow her to be. However, I can definitely see her refusing to acknowledge her limits. She's good at what she does, so I can see her developing a proud streak where she just doesn't realize that maybe there's some things that she can't do. She probably would apologize quickly for any faults or wrongs, but I could see that maybe in some rare cases, she'd dig in for a little while before finally admitting that she messed up.

Bonus Sins

Acedia/"without care": Wikipedia defines acedia as "depression without joy" and "melancholy". Ark can definitely hit a depressed slump, but she usually can pull herself out of it or just accept what's going to happen.

Vanity: Wikipedia defines vanity as "unjustified boasting". Ark definitely wouldn't exaggerate or boast about things. She would take pride in her job and her wins, but I don't think she'd brag about it too much, maybe just make a passing comment about it.

Seven Virtues

Chastity: Wikipedia defines chastity as "refraining from unreasonable romantic relationships". I covered a lot of this under lust. If Ark did have any romantic relationships, I figure she'd probably be pretty serious about them. If she has had any at all, she's probably just had one or very few of them.

Temperance: Wikipedia defines temperance as "moderation or voluntary self-restraint". Overall, Ark probably does most things in moderation. Though, I can see her maybe end up working too much, or enjoying playing in the Games a little much.

Charity: Wikipedia defines charity as having "two parts: love of God" and love of one's neighbor and one's self". The first part is tricky because of the Users in the Tron universe. She probably doesn't think about Flynn a whole lot, however, she does whatever she can to uphold her programming, so I guess that's kinda like her doing her divine purpose. As for love of her neighbors, she gets along with a lot of Programs, including the ISOs. She does whatever she can to make things right for everybody, she believes that when she was programmed to protect the Grid, that meant everyone on it.

Diligence: Wikipedia defines diligence as "a work ethic". I've covered this in some of the other things, but Ark has a pretty strong work ethic. She works hard to make sure that everyone is safe.

Patience: Wikipedia defines patience as "the ability to endure difficult circumstances". I think for the most part, Ark is pretty patience. Everybody has their buttons, though. And, I think she could get impatient sometimes about trying to stop Clu, but overall, I think she'd be easily able to wait.

Kindness: Wikipedia defines kindness as "acts of generosity, consideration, or concern for others, without having an expectation of praise or reward". Ark embodies kindness greatly both in and out of her job. She doesn't expect praise for anything she does, however, if someone told her what a great job she was doing, she'd gladly accept the praise.

Humility: Wikipedia defines humility as "the quality of being humble" and "a low self-regard and sense of unworthiness". By that definition, Ark's not humble at all. She knows she's good at her job. She wouldn't brag about it, but she has a pretty good self esteem. She doesn't think like super highly of herself or anything and wouldn't brag about it, but she's aware that she's pretty competent.

Bonus Virtues

Prudence: Wikipedia defines prudence as "the ability to govern and discipline oneself by the use of reason". Ark is fairly reasonable, but I can see that if she thought something was right, she might dig in, even if it wasn't the best idea.

Justice: Wikipedia defines justice as "the virtue which regulates man in his dealings with others". I think Ark probably embodies justice fairly well, especially because of her job. She tries to do what's right for people, no matter who she's dealing with.

Fortitude: Wikipedia defines fortitude as "brave endurance". Ark is definitely brave, even if she's scared, she faces things as best as she can. She probably also has a lot of endurance, able to keep going past when she probably should - tying into stubbornness.

Faith and Hope: While she does have down moments, overall, Ark has faith that things will eventually start heading towards the better. She never fully gives up, always pulling herself out of her despair to to her best.

Loyalty: Ark is very loyal and won't betray someone, unless they've completely turned.

Horsemen of the Apocalypse

Conquest: Ark doesn't embody conquest, she doesn't fight to obtain anything. (However, if she was brainwashed by Clu, she'd definitely be a tool of conquest.)

War: Ark is fully in on war, be it war against gridbugs and other threats to the system or fighting against Clu. The Games in the Arena might also be considered games of war. Her life is characterized by war in any era.

Famine: If you could characterize famine in the Tron universe as a lack of electronic power, there might be some grounds for it in Ark's life. As a Basic, I think I read that they're confined to the cities, as that's where they draw power from. However, since she's a System Monitor, she might have a little more freedom, if something bad showed up in the Outlands, they'd need Monitors to take care of it. There might also be power outages in the cities, which would definitely cause problems. But, overall, it's not something that's a big focus in Ark's life.

Death: Death wasn't much of a thing in Ark's life until after Clu takes over. There were probably accidents, but I think most Programs survived beforehand. While she wasn't involved in it, the death of all of the ISOs affected her. She wouldn't derezz innocents, but she'd derezz guards and sentries and anyone determined to keep fighting on Clu's side. If she got stuck in the deadly Games, she wouldn't be thrilled or proud about it, but she'd fight to survive. Now, death is a constant presence in her life.

Pestilence: Since Ark fights against computer viruses and bugs, she's an anti-pestilence. (If she got infected or fully turned into a virus, she'd be a spreader of pestilence.)

[macbethreidrev]

10 Idea of episodes for FINAL SPACE

If you follow my account you know that I HATED final space season 2. So it got me thinking what could be good ideas for this show? So I will propose ten idea of episodes.

Sometimes it'll just be scene I think would be good but I'll try to make it as complete as possible.

(I will not count theory. I will write the idea with the material we have and that's all)

10. Avocato second death

For this first one it's just a scene. Imagine Gary as too choose between his best bud Avocato and his love interest Gwen. That would make him think about the relationship he have with those two. A relationship... Kinda toxic when you think about it... I mean Gwen at first was his obsession the only thing that kept him alive. And Avocato wasn't his best bud at first but Gary was so desperate for someone to talk to that he tied him up and play card for hours with him.

Yeah Gary have toxic relationship with the most important person in his life... Scary...

Well the scene would be when Gary face possessed Avocato whose in the way of the captive Gwen. Possessed Avocato play on the ''Will you shoot on your best bud?'' cord. Gary have a flashback who summaries the relationship they have. A shadow hide his eyes and he shoots Avocato right in the heart saying something really cold like '' I lost you once I can afford an encore'' the camera hides his face as he walk towards Gwen his whole crew behind him looking him in fear and surprised, then the camera switch to look on his side were Little Cato hug his dad crying and looking Gary with a face that scream the confusion. Finally The camer Switch on Gwen and Gary engulfed in shadow walking towards her.

9 For the love of Gold!

This would be a comedic episode focused on Clarence and would also criticize our society.

The crew land on a planet were everything is shared and free. Of course for Clarence it's a paradise as he steal as many things as he can. But as soon as he steal something someone steal what he stealed! Angry he try to convince people on his side with a hypocritical speech on how stealing is bad. But the audience doesn't care. He then try to make the whole crew guard the fruit of his ''work'' but they prefer to hang out exept fox. Clarence try to sell his goods then but someone take the good and doesn't pay. When Clarence shout at him he act really offended and confused. Since there is no rule Clarence state himself as king of the planet and start by making laws. Everyone shoot at him almost killing him when he tell the crowd that he's the king they tell him that ''You didn't make any law who said we couldn't kill the king''

Clarence try again this time making the not killing king rule his first law. So someone sneak from behind take the crown and say ''I'm the king now'' and try to kill Clarence who flee. The new king abolish every law and receive a headshot as thanks. Clarence run for his life taking the whole crew along with him and get the hell out of here. Not before sending a gift... Like a big bomb.

8. Ash and little cato

Ash is tricked by an hologram of her sister to jump from a bridge to join her. Little cato is the only one who can act. He try to reason her but fail.

Little Cato is torn apart by the idea of loosing someone else he care about, he would KILL to avoid that again. So before she can commit suicide little cato shoot Ash making her pass out.

Little cato quickly understand his mistake and is ready to apologize to Ash when she woke up. But one ash hate him now. And she want to kill herself more than ever.

In a cute and funny montage we see Ash trying to kill herself in a thousand way possible and Little Cato Saving her every time each time caring less and less about Ash safety or is own. We could develop the personality of Ash , and explore the fear that little cato has to lose someone he care about. Maybe the end would be that little cato save Ash again but this time he end but passed out. As Ash find a new reason to live she apologize to little cato who apologize to her.

This episode will strengthen the relationship between Ash and little cato (one of my favourite ship) maybe making it cannon. And it will explore a concept too often ignored: Is it bad to save someone who doesn't want to be saved? An echo to the phrase that little cato say to ash ''you can't save someone who doesn't know she's lost''. Ash would maybe reference that in the episodes with a final moral of ''You can't save someone who doesn't know she's lost... But sometimes you have to anyway''

7. Earth tomb

The crew come back to were the final battle for earth took place.

They don't realise at first because the whole place has been cleaned up and replaced by what seems to be a huge popular hotel. They enter a immense shield who cover the whole area of the battle. Gary so is angry , the whole crew is dubious , little cato tell ash (or everyone) how about the awesome things they did. And Clarence wonder how much this whole thing cost.

But they soon discover a body trapped in some kind of ice with a name under it. Fox , Ash , Clarence and nightfall shoot to everyone that something is fishy and that they should leave but Gary refuse. For the simple reason that it's not a person trapped and killed by some vilain it was someone that Gary killed in the battle for the earth. They soon realise that the ''tomb'' of everyone who died in that battle are here , while little Cato brag about the people he killed (Stopping by the corpse of the second in command in season 1). They soon enter the hotel and ... It's not an hotel it's the biggest tomb ever for all the billions of people who died on earth. Gary is of course depressed and he see in horror the video of Gwen telling him that she's not coming back with under it a text that describes how Gary goodspeed is responsible for all those death. They find Gwen tomb meaning that everyone except the crew consider her dead. And while traveling through tomb to tomb they find the founder of this place... Hushflufles... The crew is ready to fight but Hushflufles beg them not to fight. Not in front of his family not in they tomb. It would be golden opportunity to develop a villain (And since they managed to make the discovery of Gary 's mother UNDERWHELMING they got to make a good villain) Gary thanks Hushflufles for what he's done for the whole earth. They have a heartfelt discussion and once they go outside the shield... Hushflufles shoot at them telling them that it's not over ect ect.

This episode would explore the grief of people and would make the loss of Earth even more impactful and putting some name and faces on the many victim of Earth last war.

6. The resistance meaning?

Tribore wonder what the resistance resist against

So he ask the crew to give him answer. It would be just a comedic episode ,who doesn't tie up to anything. But will permit to explore what the crew thinks it's important: Gary will maybe say something cool like : ''God...'' , ''society'' ... Or something meaningful like '' We don't resist against we resist for the universe.'' Nightfall would say something like ''Against the titans'', Ash ''Against everyone'' little cato: ''Against those who killed my dad'' or '' For my friend's ect ect

Thus would be a fun little episode who could make people relate better to the crew.

5 Black hole suckers

Everyone is sucked into a black hole

This episode would feature many other aliens and would be really inspired from horror movies but with a good final space touch. The ship is stuck with many other ship in a black hole they try to find to get out of here but some aliens who are with them in this mess aren't friendly... We could have some kind of cult , some guy to friendly against Fox or IU. And a shodowy monster hunt the people down one by one , starting with little cato the only one who was kinda chill about it , then some alien then ash disappear off screen ect ect. It would somehow put everyone (even nightfall) in a big stress ,with awesome imagery of the black hole. The episodes ends with all of it being a joke of mooncake and ash , or mooncake and little cato or little Cato and ash... Doesn't caring about the many people who died trying to flee they even get piece from the aliens ships to managed to upgrade their own ship and get out of the black hole. A fun episode and a scary one too , with seeing how they behave when scared , to a hopeless situation ect ect. And it could have so many cool imagery because since it would be a scary episode it would be more slow focusing more on imagery and art than action and humor.

4 IU X EVA

IU manage to get into the central computer cohabiting with EVA.

This again would be a fun episode without any connections to anything. Just something fun to explore EVA and IU relationship and character. The ship would constantly change in atmosphere. The voice would change too. This would be really fun to watch. With the crew doesn't take a flying fuck about them like it's happening everyday except when at the climax of the episodes putting the ship in danger.

3 The arena champion

Someone come to defeat mooncake.

I didn't thought about it in the least , I just out that idea because it was a top ten. But... How fun would that be if the champions of the arena (you know in season 1 when mooncake is captured and force to fight against hideous creatures) well the champions of the arena came to defy mooncake who became a living legend on their planet. We would see some mooncaking action and the champions of the Arena would be so serious so cool so... Not from this show before dying maybe by a mistake of Clarence or something of the sort. That would be a fun episode with cool action scene like at first they mistake him for an intruder so it's everyone against him(or her) or the fight with mooncake who is traumatised of fighting or using is laser with the event of earth destruction and the arena. A fun episode with a lot of slapstick and a lot of action scene. I really want that.

2 Hello me! I'm me

The crew enjoy a nice trip on acid.

There isn't nothing more. The crew breath drugs Gaz by mistake and they all sleep while IU ,EVA and Kevin have to defend against intruder. First that would give more screen time to IU , EVA and Kevin (because they are frankly useless in season 2) and once again using the drug as a mean to make really crazy imagery and more of Gary crazy dance move. We could mix some dreams (like the ones of Tribore , Gary, Fox , Clarence) which are totally insane and colorful to the dream more dark of Ash, Little Cato or Nightfall.

Crazy imagery surreal humor mixed to dark ,gore and really unsettling stuff while giving some cool and action moment for character who are more used as joke. I'm surprised they didn't did it yet.

1 Mother and son

Little cato is trapped with Gary's mother.

This one would be slower, less funny and definitely more important. By mean I didn't thought about Gary's mother and little cato are trapped together and forced to cooperate.

They would mostly discuss the parent-child relationship they respectively had. Little cato would be astonished by the irresponsibility of Gary's mother and Gary's mother would be almost ashamed to discuss with someone so young but more mature (Because don't forget he technically is 74 years old) she would often try to change the subject or distract the conversation with jokes. Pissing Little Cato even more to the point of shouting and crying. And when he react like that Gary's mother would react as if he was a danger to her by fighting. They both (especially Gary's mother) learn a lesson and the viewer would maybe shed a tears or too at such a heartbreaking episode. If the voice acting is good , if the dialogue are clever and more importantly if the visual are perfect this could make an episode marking history I honestly think that if they manage to give that much emotion even people who don't know this show would watch it for that episode. Funny and silly episode often are more entertaining but they are not the one we usually remember.

There if you have any idea or commentary don't forget to comment ^^ wish you would agree with me ^^ see you next time

[titsoutforkapanen]

Giving in. Ch 1

Thank you so so much to @moozoons and @segsnbacoon for all the help with ideas. I am so excited to write this story!!

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I waited while the facetime call was ringing. Once he answered I could already tell he wasn’t at his house.

“I’m at Tyler’s, Hazy. Can I call you back?”

“Uh no. It’s important”

“Well continue”

I was about to tell Jamie the news when I saw the face of Tyler walk up behind him.

“Damn Jamie, who’s this?” Tyler said sending me a wink. I laughed as Jamie snapped his head around to face Tyler.

“My baby sister who is NINETEEN”

“But her name doesn’t start with a J” Tyler said rolling his eyes.

“That because she was adopted you idiot. Anyways. Hazy what did you need to tell me?”

“Well I wanted to tell you that.. I WAS ACCEPTED TO UT SOUTHWESTERN!” I yelled excitedly. Jamie was soon smiling with big toothy grin.

“I’m so proud of you! and now you can live with me which means no boys” I rolled my eyes at his comment.

“Whatever, Jame. I’ll be there in 2 weeks. See you soon”

“See you soon, H”

“Yeah! See you soon Hazy!” Tyler yelled from across the room.

ONE MONTH LATER

I was sitting on the couch with Jamie playing video games when Tyler walked into the house.

“Hey Jame, little Jame” Tyler said sitting beside me, closer than necessary. Ever since I moved here Tyler had been hitting all the time, despite me shutting him down everytime.

“I told you not to call me that, Tyler” I said rolling my eyes trying to pass Jamie on Mario Kart. “Fucking A Jamie why did you throw that shell at me?” I grumbled. I felt a hand slowly run down my arm and underneath my blanket. I whipped my head to my right looking directly at Tyler. He sent me a wink as he rubbed my thigh. My whole body tensed but before I could do anything I felt my controller shake and Jamie cheered.

“See Hazy, I told you I would win” Jamie said laughing as he got up and walked into the kitchen.

“What ever” I mumbled. “Jamie I need you to take me to a car dealership so I can my own car mom and dad told you you had too” I said standing up throwing my blanket on Tyler.

“Actually, they just told me you needed a car not that I needed to bring you”

“I want to go places without needing to ask you, you won’t let me drive your car and never want to drive me” I said standing across the bar from him. “I also want to go skate at the rink but you won’t take me to get skates”

“I have your hockey skates here” he said leaning on the counter.

“I’m a figure skater you idiot”

“I am housing you, you have to respect me”

“You are my older brother, I don’t have to do shit” I said walking towards my bedroom. I was almost all the way up the stairs when Tyler spoke up.

“I’ll bring her to the car dealership and to get skates then I’ll show her where she can check in at the rink” He said looking between me and Jamie.

“I’m down but I have to change” I said walking towards my room to get ready.

Tyler was already in his jeep when I walked downstairs. “Here, take my card. I know you have the money for the car but just use my card for any accessories you need for the car and your skates”

“You don’t have to Jame” I said with a smile.

“Just take it, now go Tyler’s waiting” I sent Jamie a smile and walked outside. When I got into the passenger seat of the Jeep Tyler sent me a wink and a smirk.

“Ready for the day of your life, babygirl?”

“That’s almost as bad as ‘baby Jame’”

We had been walking around the dealership for an hour and a half and we still didn’t have an idea for what car I wanted.

“I told you I liked that Jeep”

“I don’t want you to copy me”

“Oh my god Tyler shut up. I’m getting the Jeep” I said signalling for the dealer.

I signed all the paper and was now the owner of a 2016 Jeep Wrangler. Tyler and I walked out onto the lot and towards my new Jeep. “Are you going to show me the way to the shop so I can get skates?”

“Yeah, just drive over to where I’m parked and follow me” I got in my jeep and smiled to myself knowing that this was mine and that I didn’t need to ask Jamie to drive me places anymore.

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Hazy_Bennn: I got my very own car today! Photo creds to @tseguin92 “you look stupid” “just take the picture, Tyler”

We had finally finished shopping and were on our way to the arena. I had somehow convinced Tyler to ride with me. The drive to the arena was going to be about 20 minutes. We were listening to the music when I felt a hand on my thigh. I tore my eyes from the road to send Tyler a warning look. “What are you doing, Tyler?”

“Trying to show you that I like you”

“What are we? 12?” I laughed pushing his hand away. I couldn’t deny that Tyler was attractive. I had always thought so but I never said anything since I knew Jamie would either beat me or Tyler, or both.

“Come on, you can’t tell me you’ve never thought about us”

“I’m 19”

“Almost 20 actually”

“Jamie would beat us”

“He would not”

“Stop, Tyler. Nothing is going to happen. It never will”

“Okay, okay fine” he mumbled as he turned the music back up.

Tyler and I had been skating for about an hour and my feet were starting to hurt from the new skates. We walked back to the locker room so I could take my skates off. “I’m tireddddd will you untie my skates for me?” I begged holding my feet out.

“Yeah fine, hold on” he laughed as he took his shirt off and used it to wipe the sweat off his forehead. I opened instagram and started recording.

“Wow y’all look at this…. A shirtless Tyler Seguin” I laughed as he connected his phone to the bluetooth speaker across the locker room. He started dancing to the song that was playing as he walked towards me. “You’re a horrible dancer” I joked zooming the video into his face. He kneeled down in front of me and started to untie my skates. When he was done he went and sat down in his stall and started to undo his own skates. I was reading something on twitter when I heard Tyler cough. I looked up and saw he was already looking at me.

“Wanna come sit on my lap and talk about the first thing that pops up?” I laughed at his attempt at a pick up line. I knew Jamie would hate me for this but I wouldn’t let him find out.

“What about doing something more than talking?” I asked walking towards him. I straddled his lap and put my hands on his chest. Tyler just stared at me with a surprised look. “It seems like you’re all talk, babe” I whispered running my hands over his abs. It wasn’t long till I felt his lips on mine. His hands ran down my back till they decided to rest on my ass.

He lightly bit my bottom lip causing me to gasp so he could slip his tongue into my mouth. Our tongues were fighting for dominance and I was losing. I moaned as he rubbed his hands along my ass and hips. Tyler’s hands left my ass and ran along the hem of my shirt. He pulled my top off and started kissing down my neck definitely leaving marks in his path. My hands hovered above the top of his pants starting to unbutton them.

“Oh shit, dude I’m sorry” Tyler and I immediately pulled apart at the sound of the voice. “I mean come on though dude I thought we told you to stop bringing people down to to fuck” the voice laughed. The voice sounded familiar but I couldn’t put a face to it. I was scared to turn around so I hid my face in Tyler’s neck. “So who is the lucky girl?” the guy questioned. I knew I wasn’t getting out of it so I just hoped it wasn’t someone who knew me. I got off of Tyler and quickly threw my shirt on and sat beside him. When I looked up to see who it was that was talking I almost stopped breathing. It was Jason Spezza.

“Oh my god” I whispered sending Tyler a worried look he returned the look when Spezza turned around.

“Holy shit, Hazy? What are you two doing? Does Jamie know? What is he going to say?” I felt my heart rate quicken when Tyler spoke up.

“We were just messing around, nothing serious. We were just leaving” he said grabbing my skates in one hand and taking my hand in his other.

“What if he tells Jamie, Tyler?” I asked feeling my anxiety building.

“He won’t it’s bro code”

“I don’t think bro code counts when your captains little sister is involved” I said as a tear rolled down my cheek.

“He won’t say anything and if he does it was just a one time thing. We’ll be okay” Tyler said reassuring me as he wiped the tear away with his thumb. I wasn’t sure what was going to happen now. But all I could do was hope for the best.

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Hazy_bennn: Jamie and I tried to have a sibling day but not only 20 minutes in he started making fun of me so wow. I love being the youngest sibling.

Jamiebenn14: congrats to this idiot for buying her own car the other day. I would say #proudbrother but as soon as she was home she annoyed me.

[duhragonball]

Dragon Ball 143

Last time, Kami tried to stop Piccolo, but he totally whizzed it and ended up getting trapped in a bottle.   Piccolo is very happy about this.

I was saying before that the Piccolo Junior Saga can be broken up into five acts.   The first one is sort of an epilogue to the King Piccolo arc, the second is filler showing the training before the tournament, the third is the tournament itself... right up until this point.   The fourth act is the final match of the tournament, but let’s be honest, it’s a lot bigger than a fight to see who the world champion is.    Goku has to beat Piccolo to save the world, and now he has to rescue Kami while he’s at it.  

So from here, the 23rd Tenkaichi Budokai mostly serves as a backdrop.    Piccolo’s semifinal opponent, “Shen”, is counted out, because he never really existed.   Shen was just Kami possessing a human host as a disguise, and when Piccolo trapped Kami in the bottle, the human body was left behind.  Without Kami’s power to back it up, he’s just some ordinary dude.

He doesn’t even remember participating in the tournament, that’s how out of it this poor fella is.   

We never even find out the guy’s real name.    I’m pretty sure “Shen” was something Kami invented as an alias.   As he leaves the arena, he finds his son, who’s super-impressed with how well he fought Yamcha and Piccolo, but of course he has no idea that it was Kami using his dad’s body. 

I feel kind of bad for this kid?   I’m not sure it really makes sense.    I know this is just a gag, and it’s not like there’s any long-term ramifications for it, but it just seems a little sad to me that this kid is clearly very proud of his father, but it wasn’t real.   The kid will never know the truth, so it shouldn’t matter, but to me that’s kind of cruel.   I just don’t like the idea of him being so happy over a deception.  I’m not sure I can explain what I mean.

Roshi leaves so he can go find out from Goku what’s going on, and Bulma wonders why he looked so serious.   Launch says he’s only serious when he’s sexually harassing women.   I mean, I get what she’s saying, but actually, he looks pretty goofy whenever he does that.  Like, sometimes he’ll start out looking serious, and then he gets all googly eyed and says something like “Lol, I was just thinking about... Bulma’s panties!”  And it’s really uncomfortable.  Master Roshi belongs in jail.

There’s a ten minute intermission before the final match, so Piccolo uses the time to gloat.   Goku wants the bottle so he can release Kami, but Piccolo’s not about to cooperate.

He even swallows the bottle, just to mess with Goku some more.   Now the only way to get Kami out is to kill Piccolo, which would just kill Kami anyway.   I’m pretty sure Goku could take the bottle out of Piccolo without killing him.   Just saying.

Much of this episode is just Goku explaining the plot to the others, since things have gotten serious enough that there’s no point in waiting until later.   Majunior is really King Piccolo reincarnated, Shen was actually Kami, they used to be the same being, etc. etc.

I’m not gonna go over the whole story again because we’ve covered it already, but I am going to reuse this image from a flashback of King Piccolo right before he explodes, because it’s pretty awesome.  

Of course, Piccolo’s got nothing better to do for ten minutes, so he’s just standing there watching Goku explain everything to the others.   Then he adds that he’s not here to eliminate Goku as a threat.    He just sees Goku as an obstacle, and nothing more.  

As Piccolo boasts of his increased power, he speaks with both his current voice, and the voice of King Piccolo.   Turns out, these two roles were played by different voice actors in the Japanese version.    I just assumed it was the same guy for both, especially since Chris Sabat played both Piccolos and Kami in the Funimation dub.   Then again, Sabat played Popo, Vegeta, and Yamcha too, along with a bunch of other guys, so that shouldn’t mean anything.  

King Piccolo and Kami were voiced by Takeshi Aono (1936-2012), while Junior was (and still is) voiced by Toshio Furukawa. 

This is interesting to me, because when I watched the dub of this arc, the story really seemed to be hammering home the idea that Junior was simply the continuation of King Piccolo, and Sabat’s performance seemed to suggest that he was just picking up where he left off at King’s Castle.   There is some difference in Sabat’s performances of both roles, but they’re naturally very similar.   

In the Japanese dub, though, scenes like this are probably meant to reinforce the idea of Junior being a little more than his father’s son.    Having a new voice actor implies that he’s a different person, and yet he did inherit King Piccolo’s essence, which is why Kami didn’t die when King Piccolo exploded.   

Anyway, Goku doesn’t care.   He’s here to beat some Piccolo ass no matter what.   This changes nothing.

Piccolo does... whatever this is.   I love Piccolo so much.  

All right, on with the match.   They start out very evenly matched.

Piccolo does that long arm thing, but Goku just catches it and uses it to toss him.   Try again, sport.

They head up into the air, and Piccolo shoots Goku with some ki blasts, and then follows up with... many many more ki blasts.   Geez, calm down, Piccolo.

And that’s it.   Goku goes down and he doesn’t appear to be getting up again.   Wow, this was a lot shorter than I remember.    Oh, wait...