#tarzan headers

[imyourbratzdoll]

𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒍 𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒍𝒖𝒓𝒌𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒔

🕊️a whore's fairytale masterlist🕊️

summary - y/n jane porter (you) decides to prove men wrong by searching for the lost man, and you happen upon him after insulting a bunch of baboons, only to realise that you will never leave again.

warning - smut, dubcon, chase, marking, insulting animals, swearing, oral sex, creampie, kidnapping/held hostage?

18+ only please, the gif and headers I use aren't mine.

Warnings and Reminders - Please do not plagiarise, copy, repost/republish, adapt, or translate any of my work on any social media platforms, apps, or third-party sites. The only platforms I post my work on are: Tumblr and Wattpad. I do not own any character of any franchise (Marvel etc.) All my works are fiction and may be dark or triggering content: READ ALL WARNINGS BEFORE PROCEEDING.

You huffed as you stalked the forest, searching for a man who had been lost to the world. Explorers have searched high and low for him but have yet to succeed. You were determined to be different, to prove to them that you could find the lost man. Secretly though, you knew he would be feral, not even knowing what a woman was and the pleasure you could bring him. You hiked up your light yellow dress, white-gloved hands scrunching the material between your fists. You spin when you hear a sound, looking up into the trees, and your eyes widen when you notice the many baboons staring down at you. 

“Oh, hello.” You look closer, squinting your eyes and scrunching your nose. “You’re quite ugly creatures, aren’t you?” You stumble back when they begin to screech, looking ready to attack, and you put your hands up. “I didn’t mean to offend. It’s just…” Your words are lost to them, and you start running as some of them jump from the trees and chase you, the others swinging through the branches. You pick up your pace, dodging trees and rocks, trying your best not to trip or get caught. You feel your breath shorten, and your lungs burn. A scream escapes you as your foot gets caught on a root, but before you can fall, something or someone grabs you, swinging you away from the baboons. 

You screw your eyes shut, not daring to look at what had grabbed you, feeling it would be better if you didn’t see what fate had planned for you. Your brows scrunched as you felt whoever or whatever was placing you down softly, and your eyes widened when you opened them, noticing the man everyone had been searching for. The lost man had saved you from being torn to shreds, and the excitement caused a jolt between your legs. You scanned his physic, noticing how tanned and beautiful he looked. Your eyes landed on his face lastly, eyeing the moustache and imagining what it would feel like in between your thighs, his unbrushed hair all curled and wild, like him. 

Tangerine’s head tilts, doing the same to you. He was curious, never having seen someone like you before. He’s seen others that look like him, but none so… Beautiful, so soft looking. He licked his lips, scanning you like you were a meal for him to feast on. He glared when you lifted your hand, and you returned it with a soft smile. “It’s okay. I’m not here to hurt you… I’m Y/n Jane Porter. Do you have a name?” Tangerine grunts, lifting his hand and cautiously placing it against yours, thinking of his words. You squeeze your legs together at his touch, causing his eyes to snap down to the sweet nectar that lies between your thighs. 

Tangerine’s hand moves from yours and taps his chest. “Tangerine.” Your eyes widen as the words fall from his lips, and you offer a soft smile.

“Like the fruit?” Your head tilts, knowing another name that would fit him. Tarzan stays on the tip of your tongue as you watch him.

He grunts again and stops, looking around before roughly grabbing you, causing a gasp to pass your lips. “Danger.” He growls. You are lifted onto the large man’s shoulders again as he begins to swing away just in time as the baboons swing, missing you by inches. Tangerine lands roughly on the ground. After a while of swinging and making sure you were no longer being followed, he lets you get off of him. You fall as your legs feel shaky, and you stumble back. He spins, eyeing you more, gazing at your exposed legs. 

You clear your throat, brushing the dirt from your dress. “Thank you again.” Your chest moves up and down as you breathe heavily. You try and keep your eyes from looking at the bulge hidden behind the tiny cloth. Tangerine’s eyes lock to your heaving chest. You watch as they become black, filling with feral lust. He stalks towards you, backing you into a tree. You feel your cunt pulse, the large man turning you on. “W–what are you doing?” You gulp, squeezing your thighs together when he traps you against the wood.

“Me do you.” Tangerine growls. He grabs your hips, dragging you onto the ground and climbing over you. “Stay… Still.” He grunts, trapping you with his large body and rubbing his bulge against your dripping cunt. Tangerine had never felt something so incredible, and he hadn’t even explored that far yet. He sits on his legs, looking down at you with dark eyes filled with lust and hunger, growling as your dress becomes annoying. Tangerine grips the material, shredding it and causing you to squeal and squeeze your thighs together, feeling yourself clench around nothing. “Annoying” You don’t know why, but this feral man's few words turn you on. 

You whimper, subconsciously spreading your legs for him, watching his mouth open and close as he glares between your legs, watching your pretty pussy drip. Tangerine growls as he dives in, lapping at your sweet cunt. Your back arches, and you let out a scream that echoes through the many trees. Your hands curl into the ground, legs slamming shut around his head as he continues to feast on your cunt, licking and sucking, wrapping his lips around your swollen pearl and sucking, flicking the sensitive little bud with his tongue. You move your hand into his hair, gripping the untamed locks, pulling him closer. “O–Oh! That feels so good!” You exclaim, feeling the band inside you tighten, ready to snap. “Keep going, please!” Your eyes screw shut, and your toes curl, but suddenly everything stops, and you open them again. “What are you doing? Why did you stop?” You felt furious, sexually frustrated. This was the most pleasure you had felt in your entire life, and you couldn’t let it slip from your fingertips. 

Tangerine growls and your eyes widen when you watch him grab himself. The tiny cloth has tented massively and keeps nothing hidden. He rips the pathetic material from his body and throws it aside, tilting his head as you make an embarrassingly loud choking sound. You look at him and back to his cock repeatedly, staring with your mouth open. “That’s not going to fit inside me.” Even as you say those words, your walls clench as you watch his cock twitch. 

Tangerine grunts, shrugging. He crawls on top of you, forcefully placing your legs onto his shoulder and tapping your gaping hole with his swollen tip. “Fit.” You gasp as he begins to push in, his hair covering his face as he puts his head down, never having felt something so good. “Good” The grunt he lets out causes you to clench around him and his hips to thrust forward, forcing his way deeper inside you. Your head rolls back into the dirt, closing your eyes as he picks up his pace, releasing the animal buried deep inside of him. Tangerine slams hard and fast into you, his cock so large it feels like he’s in your stomach. If possible, the bulge that forms causes him to become even more feral.

Your hands fly up and grip his arms, digging your nails into him before whimpering when he pulls out and flips you around, pushing your face into the dirt and lifting your hips before plunging back into you, grunting and growling as he fucks you like an animal. Your mouth falls open, and your eyes roll back, clawing into the ground and clutching onto it, trying to find something to ground yourself too. Tangerine grips your hips, pounding against you, moaning when he feels you grip his cock like a vice, dragging him deeper into you and allowing him to hit your sweet spot repeatedly. “Ah! Oh! Fuck… Right there!” You whine, fucking and grinding your hips back into him, wanting to feel him more. 

Tangerine pulls out again, your mind too fuzzy to get angry as he grabs you and pushes you against the tree, wrapping your legs around his waist and reentering your sweet cunt. Your eyes roll into the back of your head, mouth open in a silent scream as he fucks up into you, his lips against your neck, marking you as his. You are so close, feeling your walls pulsate and clench around the feral man, feeling so dirty and full. “I–I’m close!” Tangerine grunts, slamming harder into you, pinning you against the tree, not caring if the bark marks your flesh. Your vision goes white, and your body goes slack in his arms as your orgasm rips through you, squeezing his cock and coating it with your cream.

A growl rips through the large man. Tangerine bites into your shoulder, fucking deeper as he feels his balls tighten. He had only experienced this when he’d touch himself, teasing his cock and balls until he was close to cumming before stopping and repeating. He knew the release would feel amazing, causing him to continue to thrust, his hand moving between your bodies, locating your swollen, sensitive clit and rubbing. Your back arches, causing another orgasm to rip through you, and Tangerine groans, releasing his cum deep inside you, filling you with thick amounts as you squeeze his cock.

Your head slumps against his chest, your chest moving up and down heavily as you try and catch your breath. Your walls pulsate around his still-hard cock, wondering how he could still be ready for more. Tangerine cups the back of your neck, grunting as he makes you look at him. He grins, leaning close as he slowly begins to thrust again. “Mine.” 

The growl can still be heard as you realise you will never be able to leave again, but maybe that was a good thing.

thank you for reading!

feedback and reblogs are greatly appreciated.

[tarjapearce]

MDI. One shots, Two shots, potential mini series. (+18). Inspired by amazing fanarts out there about Miguel in different AU's <3.

W: Not for the faint-hearted, squeamish or side eyes. More to come! Reblogs n feedback are always appreciated ❤️

A03

Dr. Michael Stone (Mad Scientist! Variant) Pt. 2

El Diablo Wears Prada (Mafia! Miguel) Pt. 2 Pt. 3

Shameless CEO Miguel

Laus Be (Demon King)

Tiny 4k (P0rnstar)

Poppy Blue (Blue Jones! Inspired)

Heathens (Priest AU!) Pt. 2

Wicked Games (CEO AU)

Like Me (TARZAN AU) Pt. 2 Pt.3

Strawberry Jam (DadBestFriendAU!) Pt. 2 Pt. 3

Pure Instinct (Symbiote! AU)

Header made by me

[saiyanprincessswanie]

SaiyanPrincessSwanie Reading List Week 195 & 196

A/N: Thank you again to those who gave me recommendations for fanfics. 💜 This week had me reading 35 fics. Absolutely amazing stuff here.

As always these will be listed in no particular order. None of these stories are mine. I’m just signal-boosting them. The author is listed next to the title. My goal is to signal boost writers and spread positivity in the community.  💜💜

Click HERE to see what I will or won’t read. This is very important.

Click HERE for past reading lists.

For my Masterlist click HERE.

Please make sure you’re reading the warnings on every story. They range from dark to fluff. Do Not Read if you are under 18 years old. These stories are meant for adults only. You’re responsible for your own media consumption.

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I love you 3000 💜 Missy

Morning Cravings - (Steve x Reader) - @saiyanprincessswanie

Ethereal Part 5 - (Ari x Reader) - @labella420

Thoughts - (Brock) - @nekoannie-chan

Revenge - (Brock) - @nekoannie-chan

Late Night - (Andy x Reader) - @katherineswritingsblog

It Was Sunday - (Bucky x Reader) - @ellemj

Wrecked (Part 3) - (Frank x Reader, Billy x Reader) - @tuiccim

Competition 2.0 - (Lloyd x Reader, God the Bounty Hunter x Reader) - @holylulusworld

Love and Flowers - (Bucky x Reader) - @jobean12-blog

Ethereal Part 6 - (Ari x Reader) - @labella420

Reconnect - We’ll Always Be Friends - (Bucky x Reader) - @navybrat817

Switched Sides part 5 - @deliciousangelfestival

Flood - (Bucky x Reader x Steve) - @biteofcherry

Alone again - (Jack R) - @nekoannie-chan

Evermore: Prologue - (Ari x Reader, Andy x Reader) - @joannaliceevans-fanficblog

Evermore: Part. One - (Ari x Reader, Andy x Reader) - @joannaliceevans-fanficblog

Lost in the Dark (Part 2) - (Bucky x Reader) - @tuiccim

Helicarrier - (Steve) - @nekoannie-chan

Your Mark On Me - Part 7 - (Steve x Reader) - @georgiapeach30513

Monkey See, Monkey Do - Chapter 15 - @spectre-posts @what-is-your-plan-today

Indecent Proposal (1) - (Stucky x Reader)- @holylulusworld

Promises To Keep - (Andy x Reader) - @americasass81

Winning - (Brock x Reader, Steve x Reader) - @nekoannie-chan

Advantages - @nekoannie-chan

The Tarzan to my Jane - (Ari x Reader) - @nicoline1998enilocin

Release Me Pt. 4 - (Andy x Reader) - @labella420

Opportunity - (Steve x Reader) - @nekoannie-chan

In the Boss’s Grip - (Ari x Reader) - @labella420

Teased and Tied - (Bucky x Reader) - @rookthorne

Aftermath - (Bucky x Reader) - @jobean12-blog

Two Bosses Part 11 - (Ransom x Reader) - @labella420

Wrecked (Part 4) - (Frank x Reader, Billy x Reader) - @tuiccim

Just Like That - (Bucky x Reader) - @navybrat817

Collared part 39 - @spnexploration

Collared part 40 - @spnexploration

[slashingdisneypasta]

Villains through the Rainbow

I cant believe I did this for fun. This was painful XD 😅 So be free to use them as wallpapers or headers or whatever ^^

Made on BeFunky with kissthemgoodbye.net and Google (And more). CLICK FOR BETTER QUALITY.

Below the cut are all the characters and movies and shows ^^

Red: Gaston (Beauty and The Beast, 1991), Pearl (Pearl, 2022), Professor Ratigan (The Great Mouse Detective, 1986), Captain Hook (Peter Pan, 2003), Lord Shen (Kung Fu Panda 2, 2011), The Djinn (Wishmaster, 1999), Jafar (Aladdin, 1992), Otis B Driftwood (House of 1000 Corpses, 2003), Death (Puss N Boots; The Last Wish, 2022), Chucky / Charles Lee Ray (Seed of Chucky, 2004), Scar (The Lion King, 1994), and Erik Destler (The Phantom of the Opera, 1989).

Yellow: Percival C McLeach (The Rescuers Down Under, 1990), Mayor George W. Buckman (2001 Maniacs, 2005), Clayton (Tarzan, 1999), Sheriff Hoyt / Charlie Hewitt Jr (The Texas Chainsaw Massacre, 2003 + The Texas Chainsaw Massacre; The Beginning, 2006), Bill Cipher (Gravity Falls, 2012), Baby Firefly (House of 1000 Corpses, 2003), Cruella De Vil (101 Dalmations, 1961), Human!Chucky / Charles Lee Ray (Childs Play, 1988), Commander Lyle Rourke (Atlantis; The Lost Empire, 2001), Kahmunrah (Night At The Museum; Battle of the Smithsonian, 2009), Hopper (A Bugs Life, 1998), and Gilderoy Lockheart (Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets, 2002).

Green: Maleficent (Sleeping Beauty, 1959), The Riddler (Fox Gotham, 2014), Scar (The Lion King, 1994), Leslie Vernon (Behind The Mask; Rise of Leslie Vernon, 2006), Chick Hicks (Cars, 2006), Freddy Krueger (Freddy Vs Jason, 2003), General Kai (Kung Fu Panda 3, 2016), Beetlejuice (Beetlejuice, 1988), Marvin the Martian (Space Jam, 1996), Oogie Boogie (A Nightmare Before Christmas, 1993), Greasy Weasel (Who Framed Roger Rabbit, 1988), and Lady Tremaine (Cinderella, 2015).

Blue: Wheezy Weasel (Who Framed Roger Rabbit, 1988), Michael Myers (Halloween, 1978), Hades (Hercules, 1997), Maleficent (Once Upon A Time, 2011), Prince John (Robin Hood, 1973), Pamela Voorhees (Friday the 13th, 1980), Tai Lung (Kung Fu Panda, 2008), Stuart Lloyd (The Last Showing, 2014), Prince Hans of the Southern Isles (Frozen, 2013), Hades (Once Upon A Time, 2011), Shan Yu (Mulan, 1998), and Bo Sinclair (House of Wax, 2005).

Purple: Eris (Sinbad; Legend of the Seven Seas, 2003), Carrie White (Carrie, 1978), Jafar (Aladdin, 1992), Chop Top Sawyer (The Texas Chainsaw Massacre II, 1986), Evil Queen Grimhilde (Snow White and the 7 Dwarfs, 1937), Tiffany Valentine (Bride of Chucky, 1998), Dr Facilier (The Princess and the Frog, 2009), Jervis Tetch (Fox Gotham, 2014), Ursula (The Little Mermaid, 1989), Regina Mills (Once Upon A Time, 2011), Long John Silver (Treasure Planet, 2002), and Jennifer Check (Jennifer's Body, 2009).

[katcoquette]

Oh, Baby, Baby!

Jake "Hangman" Seresin x f!Reader

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summary: requested! you join an overly-competitive Jake Seresin at a karaoke birthday party for his best friend, putting on the performance(s) of your life.

★ word count: 1.6k

★ tw/tags: alcohol, implied smut but nothing explicit

★ author's note: header featuring a still from the iconic Monica & Tarzan dancing video at what I'm convinced was Glen's birthday party after a lengthy deep dive (although this might be something everyone already knows, NEW TO ME!)

Jake keeps a steady hand on your lower back as the two of you weave through the crowd, heading for one of the private rooms in the back that his friends had rented for this particular occasion.

“You ready for this?” Drinks in hand, you look from the glow-painted door to him, confirming with a nod. “I’m ready.”

“Then let’s kick some ass.” You try to keep a straight face as he pushes open the door, fighting the smile on your lips at your partner-in-crime’s seriousness.

It completely juxtaposed the situation you were in: a circus-themed karaoke bar for his best friend’s birthday, dressed in your interpretation of the theme, “disco space cowboy” (seriously- what did that mean?), with glowsticks cracked and stacked on your wrists, and drinks that were also glowing.

The booming music from the main room shifts into a song you don’t immediately recognize because of the way Bob and Rooster are screaming the lyrics.

“Heyy!”

The two of you make your rounds, sipping your drinks and greeting everyone in the room, until you get to the birthday boy. Anticipating his next move, you hold your hand out to take Jake’s drink.

A second later, he’s sneaking up behind and then gripping Coyote’s shoulders, shaking him in his chair. “My man! Happy Birthday.” Coyote turns around and stands up, pulling Jake into a hug.

“Ayy! Thanks for coming you guys.” His gaze shifts to yours and he smiles, dragging out your name and holding out his arms. You walk into his arms and return the friendly hug as best as you can with your hands full. “Happy Birthday!!”

You pull away and step back next to Jake, who wraps an arm loosely around your waist, taking his drink back with the other. “Thanks, sweetheart.”

“You gotten up there yet?”

“Pfft of course! I kicked it off.” He stretches, flexing his biceps, “Still have the highest score too.”

Jake scoffs, laughing, “That’s cause the real competition hadn’t shown up yet. We’re gonna wipe the floor with you all.”

“Yeah we’ll see about that. We’ll see about that. Are you in on this?” Coyote’s finger leaves his glass to point at you accusingly.

“I’m just here to have a good time!” You surrender your hands. “If we just happen to get the highest score while we’re at it… I wouldn’t complain.”

“That’s my girl.” He squeezes your side. “You heard her.”

You watch them go back and forth, an amused smile on your face, until you hear your name being called from the karaoke stage.

You turn to see Rooster pointing at you. “You’re up.” He holds the microphone close to his mouth and talks like he’s announcing a fight. “Please join the stage with Phoenix and Halo!”

Jake and Coyote cheer as you walk up and take the microphone from a very smug Rooster. “Good to see you.” He pats you on the back as he steps off the stage.

Phoenix and Halo pick up their own microphones and then the three of you crowd around the stand, tapping through the catalogue.

“Any day now, ladies.” Payback heckles, and Phoenix flips him the finger. “Ooh let’s do this one.” Halo points, waiting for you both to agree before clicking it and entering your names.

After an all-out, and rather suggestive, performance (all in good fun, of course) to …Baby One More Time, complete with synchronized dance moves you all caught on to, hair flipping, and shout-outs to the ever-loving crowd, the three of you look at the screen while the scores are tallied.

You yelp excitedly when you see that you’d gotten the highest combined score of the night, pulling them into a hug and doing a little jump together. Before you have a chance to look at the individual scores, Jake is hopping onto the stage, lifting you up, and cheering. You hold onto his shoulders and glance to the screen seeing your name in first place, barely ahead of Phoenix. “Ahh!”

He puts you down and holds up his hand for a high five, “Y’put us on the board, baby! Woo!”

You laugh, giving him a quick kiss before stepping out of his arms and off the stage. “Your turn!” You call over your shoulder. “You’re up, Coyote.” You point at him, gesturing for him to come closer with your finger. “Come and get it, Machado!” Jake baits him from behind you.

“Oh you wanna do this now?”

“Let’s do this now!”

You cheer as you make your way over to one of the couches, linking your arm with Phoenix and resting your head on her shoulder when you sit down. Their song is, unsurprisingly, a competitive display of masculinity that you can’t help but laugh at. “Ow ow!” You yell at Jake, making him chuckle and miss a note. He gives you a pointed look but is back to smiling a second later.

He beats Coyote, but comes in third overall behind Phoenix. When he sprawls down next to you on the couch, he’s out of breath. You smirk, quirking an eyebrow. He knows exactly what you’re thinking, grabbing you and pulling you over his lap.

Phoenix had gotten up when Jake wandered over, either to give you two as much privacy as you could get in the corner of a room, or to refresh her drink. Either way, no one paid any attention to the two of you, already cheering for the next song.

“You cost me that win, darlin’.” He grumbles into your ear. Your rest your arms around his shoulders, shifting so your legs are resting over his lap, but you’re still sitting on one side of him. You’re quick with a comeback. “A true winner would never get distracted by cheers from an adoring fan.”

“I don’t know… you’re a pretty great distraction.”

“Oh, you’re right then, not your fault at all.”

He hums, “Exactly.” And then he’s leaning in to give you a real kiss. When you pull apart, you lean your head against his chest, and he wraps his arms around you. You happily stay like this for the next few hours, apart from one or both of you getting up to participate in karaoke or get another drink.

At some point in the night, it’s clear to both of you that you’re nearing your limit.

“One more song?” You look up from his chest, and he nods.

You kiss his lips with a smile before getting up. “I’ll pick a good one.” You already know which song you’re going to pick, and you’re positive it will be controversial, in the best way.

The five opening synth notes of Take My Breath Away hit and the room is split between groans, laughter, and a few boos- everyone immediately recognizing it. “It’s just not realistic at all…” “It came out in 1986, give it some credit!” “I honestly wouldn’t mind a sequel.”

“The movie’s about you guys! How can you hate it?” You tease, and hold out your hand to Jake, who has his eyebrows raised. “Come on, stud.” You quote the movie, giving him a playful pout.

“Baby it’s not even a duet!” He tries to protest, but you’re shaking your head at him, and he begrudgingly gets up. “It’s your chance to try and beat me!” He narrows his eyes at your jab, forcing another laugh from your lips as you hand him the microphone. You have to give him credit, once he’s up there, he gives it his all, but it’s not enough to pass the score you’d set earlier that night.

It is, however, enough to move into second place. “I told you it was a good choice!”

“Yeah yeah.” He kisses the side of your head, then feigns a yawn, addressing the rest of the room. “I think we’re gonna call it a night.”

Phoenix shakes her head with an unbelieving smile. “That’s real convenient, Bagman! Right after passing me on the charts.”

“Hey, I know how to win… I also know when to take that win and run, and that time has come.”

Sufficiently tipsy, and all sung-out, you and Jake say your goodbyes and trickle out with a few other people. It’s almost 3AM by the time you stumble out of the bar together. “That was fun.” You say decidedly, leaning against the wall to relieve some of the pressure on your heels while you both wait for an uber.

He doesn’t reply, but you can feel him standing next to you, so you glance up. He has a look of pure adoration on his face. “What?”

“It was fun.” He pushes off the wall to stand in front of you, placing his hands on the side of your neck under your jaw. “I think you might secretly be more competitive than I am.” You cheeks flush at the way he says it, and you straighten to meet his lips.

“I have a consolation price for you.” You lean back against the wall, pulling him against you. He brushes the hair from your face. “Oh yeah? What is it?”

“Take me to bed or lose it forever.” You wiggle your eyebrows.

“Is that another goddamn Top Gun quote?”

You giggle, kissing him again. “You know it is.”

He looks up at the sky dramatically. “I’m never gonna live down that song, am I?”

“Nope.” You pop the ‘p’, grinning.

“Then I guess I’m taking full advantage of it tonight.”

Needless to say, after a tense ride home, he does just that.

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[hannahwashington]

ALSO IM JUST NOTICING YOUR HEADER IMAGE. I LOVE IT SO MUCH gundham danganronpa and crash bandicoot (is that his name im sorry) real. also btw feel free to talk abt th emountain experience bc i dont think i ever asked yet

YES HIS NAME IS CRASH BANDICOOT ive honestly BEEN waiting for someone to comment on my header it is one of my favourite images ever (thanks @horatios-mom). it's like a sequel to the era when i had lesbian crash bandicoot as my icon. i'm only through the prologue of sdr2 but i have been obsessed with gundham for Years,. i barely know the guy but i love him. i will Know More Soon. and trust i will be So mentally ill about him and also the series. i already Am i am just waiting to finish the games to post about them.

anyway MOUNTAIN EXPERIENCE. OH BOY. where to begin.

let me take you back to a time when a wide-eyed 17 year old Archie got traumatised by a mountain. sit back, relax, and follow along my recounting of an experience i found so horrible, i had to vent by projecting onto my favourite blorbos at the time. Don't worry, I am more than comfortable with sharing this story, and with hindsight know exactly where to direct my anger with what happened.

It's March 2020. I'm in my second-last year of high school. every year my school takes the people in this specific grade to a leadership camp to teach a variety of skills and stuff to prepare them for the next year, when they will be school leaders basically. this leadership camp happens to culminate in a hike up the Drakensberg, where we sleep overnight, then come back down and go back home.

To be Quite frank. I was Very Excited for this trip. the more school-related activities not so much, but getting the chance to hang out with my classmates outside of school and the hike were what excited me. I'm not the most fit person, but i loooove me a good nature walk.

So it's a few days before the hike. they take us out to a bunch of activities and it's pretty fun. we did an adventure park thing and i was in the middle of a massive tarzan fixation so when i went on a giant rope swing i did his iconic yell. there were ziplines. once when i went down a line i forgot to brake and SMACKED into the mattress on the tree. so that was fun. here's the thing though. they made us walk everywhere. and these weren't easy strolls, they were hikes in and of themselves. i can't speak for anyone else, but the days leading up to the hike were PAINFUL. my feet were so fucking sore and we hadn't even gone near the mountain yet.

Then they hit us with the "yeah we're pushing back the hike by a day because it's gonna be pissing buckets tomorrow." which, duh, of course it's gonna be pissing buckets, it's the drakensberg, it's kinda known for that. but also, that means another day of walking, another day of worsening the condition of my feet. i felt like sam from death stranding when you let him walk barefoot everywhere. it's around here where you might start recognising elements from the fic snippets i posted, by the way.

so the next day like the absolute ass he is, the headmaster (who joined us for. some reason) made us hike up a mini-mountain to 'prepare us' or something. he was a horrible person for completely unrelated reasons and this logic is totally and completely backwards. anyway, after THAT nightmare, we went tubing down a nearby river. this WAS fun. i went down the river multiple times even though my feet hurt like shit. i had to get my fleeting joy somewhere during this trip-turned-nightmare. everyone had fun except this one girl who was not lucky at all. at the end of the river there's a small drop and 99% of the time when you get there you fall out of your tube. she was one of these people, and was really unlucky as she ended up cutting her foot on a rock. she had to be pulled out of the river by a few of the boys.

now then you would THINK she would go home because of this. kind of a bad idea to hike up a mountain with a cut up foot. but no, like the madwoman she is, she decides to pull through. i respect her so much for it.

Anyway, next day comes, my feet are basically throbbing so bad it's like my heart practically lived in them, not even to mention the soreness in my legs. again - i was NOT fit. i was so nervous i could barely eat breakfast. i tried to twist it into something positive by being like "tehe i'm going up a mountain like my favourite teenaged blorbs" but it really was Not helping. sooooo we get to the foot of the mountain and get ready to go. a couple of girls left and missed the hike because they had a netball tournament or something. to this day i wonder if they realise Just how lucky they got.

This is the part i remember most vividly. the Worst part. we set off on our mountain adventure, and i repeat this mantra: keep pace with the person in front of you. which goes great for all of two minutes until like a whole five days of walking absolutely nonsensical distances catches up to me and i slow down and down and down until everyone has passed me and oops! i've stopped completely. my legs are Begging to be put out of their misery and i am Rooted To The Spot. to cut a long ass panic attack short eventually someone comes back to pick me back up and Get Me Up This Stupid Mountain. it wasn't sam unfortunately, it was the drama teacher, but he was a pretty cool person and probably most comforting adult there, so perfect to deal with me in that moment.

he tells me about setting little goals for myself, like finding a specific rock and making my way to it. break the whole hike down into thousands of little baby steps. this way, i actually started to make progress, little by little, until we break the tree line. i can't remember if this moment was in the snippets i posted, but i look up and see the rest of my classmates above me, and when they notice us they start whooping and cheering and singing break my stride (which is kinda the theme song of the trip, ngl). i was still kinda in hysterics so i yelled at them to shut up. looking back, i appreciate it so so much. anyways, the drama teacher and i carry on with our baby steps.

when i've calmed down enough i start talking. i can't remember if he told me to talk to get my mind off of things or if i started on my own, but in any case i just start talking. i know specifically i brought up treasure planet - my all time favourite movie - and he told me he hadn't heard of it. another fanfic snippet moment here: i did, in fact, rant to him about midsommar. i remember specifically talking about the daylight horror aspect and how the black bars could've been white instead to emphasise just how bright and sunny the film is. also at some point we passed random people on the road who didn't speak english and for some reason, to this day i still have no idea why, the drama teacher told me that he thinks those dudes were drug smugglers and using the trail to get drugs over the border. anyways.

eventually, after so, so long, we make it to the top. not the end of the hike, far from it, but the vertical climb is over. you see, this specific trail has like two hours of a horrible vertical climb, but after that, it's a basically-flat trail. not that that would make it any easier but anyway, i thought that the worst was over. from our position we could see the rest of the group, who were all resting by a fork in the path - a significant landmark. eventually we catch up to everyone, and if my fic is to be trusted, everyone started clapping and cheering and singing again, this time 500 miles (hardy har). this is one of the only details in the fic where i can't tell whether i made it up or if it's actually based on what happened. when i sat down, guess what, legs wanted to shrivel up and die, what else is new, but what really struck me was that Literally Everyone Was In The Same Position. some were crying. some were staring into space with cold, dead eyes. Nobody was having a good time. how foot-cut girl was even still here was what shocked me the most. again, CUT IN HER FOOT, it was PRETTY SUBSTANTIALLY SIZED. even so she did Not look good.

drama teacher had gone to talk to all the other adults about our (my and the injured girl's) predicament. we were in No position to carry on with the hike. (i'd argue nobody was but i digress). it was a full-blown argument from what i remember, and when the adults tried to talk to us they kept on interrupting each other. one kept trying to offer a way down, but another teacher (who championed this leadership camp btw, to put this into perspective) was Adamant we continue and simply sleep at the closer campsite.

You can probably guess what ended up happening.

The break just honestly made me feel Worse about moving, and my mentality obviously wasn't the best, and i sorta just really started missing home at this point, but i had to keep going. since it was flat this time i could actually keep some sort of pace, though head leadership camp teacher complained whenever i slowed down too much (actual villain of the story in hindsight). eventually we make it to one of the campsites.

Here's how the camps worked. every year the group split into two - boys and girls - and rotated each year on who went to each of the two campsites. one camp was by a river, the other by a cave. so, one year the boys would go to the cave and the girls to the river, and the next year they would switch. this year the girls were supposed to go to the cave. guess what. it's the further camspite - a good extra... i dunno, hour of walking? obviously injured girl and i couldnt do that. issue is, you need a tent to camp riverside - we obviously didnt have one. however someone, an actual god among men brought an extra tent with him. i never spoke to that kid. but he made it so we didn't have to suffer as much. so i hold a sort of affection for him.

so, the group splits and we finally, FINALLY get our chance to rest. properly. let me tell you, river water has never and i mean NEVER felt so good. i think i spent like a solid hour soaking my feet. the boys - who. somehow had energy after all THAT - made a dam out of rocks. one guy was taking pictures. i never took my own pictures of the mountain, even though the view was beautiful. i was in too much pain to care. i took a Single picture related to the hike itself, and i'll share that at the end of this thrilling tale. that evening after dinner, i snacked morosely and watched at least half of happy death day on my phone. maybe an episode of unbreakable kimmy schmidt, though i don't now for sure about that one. injured girl and i shared that extra tent.

oh yeah, and guess what. it ended up pissing buckets during the night. shocker.

anyway the next day comes and the walk back is worse. one of the other teachers decides to use 'tough love' on me - which was basically yelling at me and failing really badly at being encouraging. honestly would have preferred being tossed off the mountain instead because it just made me Very Distressed but anyway. what was nice was that this time for the walk injured girl and i were at the front of the line setting the pace. and also two of the boys, two absolute GENTLEMEN were walking with us and leading us. you know me, i'm a lesbian, but god i could've kissed them for what they did for us. (i did not but you get my point).

surprisingly the vertical climb down was the easiest part. the really, really vertical part anyway - which was mostly near the top. so easy that a few boys raced ahead of the group... and ended up taking a wrong turn and getting lost. more on them later. when we dipped into the treeline it felt like we were so close yet so far, SO close to ending this suffering, but every single turn without the tar road in sight made me fall deeper and deeper into despair. i think i literally yelled out "MERCY!" at some point. anyway when we did finally get to the road i started crying as we made our way back to the bus that would take us home.

everyone started taking showers, blessed, cold showers at the public bathrooms, and washing myself of the whole experience felt Wonderful. except it wasn't quite done insulting me just yet.

So. the day before we put our suitcases in the bus that would take us home. what they neglected to tell us was that we needed Everything we'd need for that day and the following day on our person. which means they wouldn't be taking our bags out of the bus, not even if we REALLY needed something. i didn't have my flip flops on me. i had put the shoes i had hiked in away (and also they were like sopping wet which is disgusting). it was hot as fuck and the parking lot outside was all gravel. i had to walk in that barefoot.

insult to injury.

i got myself ice cream. tried not to cry. we all had to wait for like half an hour as the lost boys made their way back to us (i can't remember if a teacher had to go back onto the path to find them or not). borrowed drama teacher's flip flops which were hilariously oversized. and then, literally RIGHT as everyone was boarding the bus to leave. i whip out my phone and grab the one and only picture i have related to the hike itself.

it was a long drive back to my home province. i put on some music, cuddled my pillow and tried to sleep. i mostly just tried not to sob. out of pain, relief, anguish - whatever. since it was a long drive, we stopped at a strip mall that's a really common sort of stopping station for people doing drives like this, such as to use the bathroom. another school happened to be pulled up as we stopped by here, and a girl gave me the filthiest, most judgmental look i have EVER seen because i was barefoot. i honestly don't blame her.

it was dark by the time we got back to the school. i did, in fact, cry when i saw my family. the very next day - no exaggeration, i'm 99% sure it was the VERY next day - it was announced that schools would be closing and the country would be going into lockdown due to covid. which means i got to spend the next, like, two weeks recovering instead of thinking about school. i think one of the days after i got back i watched interstellar. i was on a bit of a sci-fi kick. it was okay.

here's that picture i took outside the bus before we left for home.

people Did see me take this. a couple of my classmates made jokes about how they relate and at least one gave me a high five.

anyway, that's the story of my Mountain Experience™. again, more than comfortable sharing this story as i think it's quite important with understanding me and we know who to blame for putting us through this. i've had chats with other alumni who came before me and they had their Own nightmarish experiences with this camp, which makes me wonder how it continued being a thing for so long.

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Sorry that I've posted nothing. I tried to schedule a series of posts where I go through the playstyle of each of Wild's benched players, but Tumblr drafts failed me and they have been wiped out of this timeline. Whooops??

Today I'm not feeling bummed out, so let's talk about Steve Eagle! The number 7 in this team! Owashi, for the japanese-loving folk. Honestly, although it's probably for fashion, I like to think he can pull his hoodie down to hide his face and look through the goggles! Probably something he would do once he gets real, I think it fits him due to the role he plays.

What a player! He plays in the middlefield, having remarkable dribbling skills and having decentish speed, although not nearly as fast as Cheetah or Mouse. Just like the rest of the team, his jumps pack a lot of power. Noow, despite being on the midfield, he's an AGGRESSIVE midfielder! Meaning that he, more often than not, joins into the offense together with the fowards. I imagine he acts as a playmaker, making pride of the number 7 on his back. Has a keen sight, swooping though any gaps in the defense of the enemy team, giving instructions to his teammates and, overall, acting as Cheeta's right hand.

Want to know something curious? It's stated that his special technique, Condor Dive, it's a difficult hissatsu to master. This is due to the combination of the jump power required to perform the technique, but also the ability to actually, well, land the header. In case of failing, Eagle falls to the floor at high speeds- No need to explain the origin of his scars now, right?

Although not very powerful against experienced goalkeepers, we DO know know he uses this in combination with Gorila's Tarzan Kick to change the trajectory of the shot and catch the enemy by surprise! Given how chain shots work in this series, it's fair to assume that this combination is actually stronger than it seems.

Noow! Time for my quick-fire round of HCs!

He has a favoritism for passing to and making plays with Cheetah. He knows he's reliable! Eagle is a player from 2nd year, meaning that he was in the team when Cheetah was the captain, and his strategies involuntarily (and voluntarily) tend to involve him the most.

After losing to Raimon, Cheetah tried to convince Gorila, Lion, Boar AND Racoon (Not Bullford) to try to dominate the Inazuma Otoshi themselves, but was turned down by all of them. (Specially by Racoon) Eagle encouraged him however, telling that he could dominate the technique by himself without need of another player to act as a platform (He already dominates Dynamite Shot) He has been training his overhead volleys since even harder, and Eagle keeps trying to bring out the absolute best out of him.

Although Condor Dive is his signature technique, he aims higher than that! He's practicing Hawk Shot AND Eagle Buster! Performing these with Gorila to throw him high up, and with Chicken tagging along for the second.

Although unable to dominate Cheetah's high-speed dribbling, he has managed to learn Whirlwind Cut as a dribble tehnique, but after watching the rest of the Football Frontier he has attempted to use Illusion Ball ONCE. He goes up the field steadily.

Him, Charmeleon and Panda are considered the pretty boys of Wild Academy, although Charmeleon has more fans and recieves more support than the other two.

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(header by @dirtbagdefender )

Harringrove Master List

Harringrove micro poetry on Ao3 (series)

Grease 2 AU ramblings

Harringrove Story Challenge chapter 5 by me

Fics:

Why fight a guy (when you can kiss him instead) [previously titled Steve can't take it anymore] - on Ao3

Never fall for a straight guy - on Ao3

A frankly ill-timed visit - on Ao3

definitely better than being dead (July 4 fic) - on Ao3

i wanna do everything with you (harringrove relay race fic) - on Ao3

i got you a whole flower shop (valentine's day fic, Florist!Billy) - on Ao3

i know how i feel about you now (HGC valentine exchange, present for @spaceofentropy, Limo driver!Steve) - on Ao3

Mr Steve and the Monster Hunter (Harringrove Big Bang fic) - on Ao3

The Birthday Wish (Billy's birthday fic) - on Ao3

Not-So-Blind Date (Harringrove Relay Race Fic) - on Ao3

Billy Hargrove Bingo Fics below (Masterpost here)

I have plot notes for 2 more squares (Tarzan AU and Phone sex so I will update if/when I get to them)

Pizza my heart (Billy Hargrove Bingo - A1 Hate sex) WIP - on Ao3

Steve's pick (Billy Hargrove Bingo - A2 Love at first sight) - on Ao3

Snowball fight at the old junkyard (Billy Hargrove Bingo - B3 Snowball fight (ch1) & A3 - The Party approves (ch2)) - on Ao3

Nobody puts Billy in a corner (Billy Hargrove Bingo - C2 Dirty Dancing AU) WIP - on Ao3

Text posts:

We Talked About This (also on Ao3) | Flirting (also on Ao3)| Clingy Mess | Angst | Wake Me Up (also on Ao3) | Am I dreaming | Only The Best (slightly extended version on Ao3) | Harringrove Husbands | Finding peace together (also on Ao3) | No 'plenty of bitches in the sea' for this Billy

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Stuff I wrote for other fandoms

RWRB drabbles

Power Rangers 2017 fic

Spuffy missing scene fic

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Important Posts I love & Lists of HG fics by trope that I put together

Steve's hairy chest fancam vid by @shieldofiron (who is the bestest)

Dacre Smoking (direct your thanks towards @prettyboybillyhargrove for this one)

Neil Gets Dead Fic list (nothing I wrote but handy list!)

Ghost!Billy (handy list compiled by me, written by other people)

Ace HG (another list collated by me)

Merfolk HG (I like lists, okay?)

Camboy AU (you know you wanna read)

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11, 29, 33, please! 😘

also i just now saw your new blog header and i'm gushing over it 🥰

haha, thank you so much. 🥰😂 Tarzan-Odi is life.

Questions from here.

11 favorite extracurricular activity? I'm not in school anymore, so I can't enjoy extracurricular activities any longer. 😔 Nah, seriously, I love writing, reading, and going somewhere nice in nature.

29 how do you like your shower water? more lukewarm than scorching. 👍

33 the last adventure you’ve been on? I never drive in the city but last week I had to bring something to my cousin who lives smack in the middle of Bern, and I had to drive through this crossing and the entre Breitenrain for probably the first time since my driving test ten years ago and now I have grey hair. 😭

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movies (in order): anastasia, spirit - stallion of the cimarron, hercules, alladin, tarzan, emperor's new groove, treasure planet, lilo and stitch, road to el dorado.

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PSD > https://www.deviantart.com/explosivefeels/art/FUTURE-FRIENDS-711364273

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HEADERS JANE / TARZÁN

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