#as performed by two dumbasses of the highest water

[boxboxlewis]

"Hey, Georgie!" Alex trots across the paddock towards him, smiling.

George's stupid heart picks up a bit at how eager Alex sounds. He's always aware, our George, of who's putting the most enthusiasm into the friendship. Because all too often, it's him.

"Alex." George's voice is, he fancies, calm and measured. Not too greedy. He raises his hand for a fist bump.

Alex smirks, but he returns the gesture. He looks excited and a bit guilty, eyes sparkling they way they do whenever he's planning some idiotic, career-threatening hijinks. "Listen, mate—"

George cuts him off at the pass. He says warily, "No, sorry, I'm not prank-calling Valtteri again."

"It's not—"

"Or Daniel, or Max, or fucking—Christian Horner—"

"Calm your tits, Georgie, objection noted. No, I was thinking more..." Alex forms his index finger and thumb into a circle and holds eye contact as he pushes his other index finger rhythmically into and out of the circle, in the international symbol for sex and also I am emotionally twelve. "And maybe a bit of..." He makes his fingers into a V and holds them in front of his mouth and flickers his tongue through. "Maybe even some..." He uses his tongue and fist to mime a blowjob.

George, ridiculously, can feel a blush rising in his cheeks. There's nothing hot about Alex being a prat, obviously; George isn't that badly gone. It's just the memories, that's all, embarrassing and perfect and scalding, too white-hot to touch: Alex biting Lily's perfect little tits while George sucked Alex's dick and thought Look at me look at ME please please— Lily telling Alex Wow, babe, I think he like, really likes this, as George shuddered on Alex's cock, trying desperately not to come too soon. He clears his throat. "Blimey," he says, fighting for time. "Maybe don't do those motions out in public, Alex. There are photographers everywhere."

Alex just rolls his eyes. "Yeah, imagine the scandal. 'F1 driver makes vaguely lewd gesture.' Even our tabloids would have a hard time making much of that one, mate."

It's a fair point. "Well," George says weakly.

"All right," Alex says, slapping him on the shoulder. "I'm a sex-educated modern man, I know what that hesitation means. Enthusiastic consent or bust, right? Or rather—" He starts to laugh at his own incoming joke. "Or rather, enthusiastic consent or no bust." Appalling. George makes an exaggerated face of repulsion. Alex just laughs more, handsome face creasing, lines crinkling by the corners of his eyes. "You can have that one for free, Georgie-boy. And really, don't worry about the, er, invite. You're not into it: it's done."

"I don't—" George says. "I mean, I wouldn't say— It's not that I'm not, I just— You couldn't have texted?"

"Oh, well," Alex says. "You know me. Man of action. Lily and I had a chat last night, and then I saw you across the paddock and thought, better lock that handsome piece of man-meat down. But I'm a Red Bull alum, I can take a rejection." His voice is light, the way it always is when he talks about things that hurt him.

George ought to say no, obviously. It took him months to get over the last time: if you can even call what he is now "over." But if he says yes. If he says yes. He'll get to see Alex's face again, the face he makes when he's fucking Lily. What he looks like when he's intimate with someone he loves.

George smiles at Alex, not too soppily, heart firmly away from his sleeve, and says, "No, listen: I'm in."

#galex #my fic #sex negotiation #as performed by two dumbasses of the highest water #alex likes george but george loves alex #PINING #wrote this directly into the tumblr text editor ✌️ #gr63 #aa23

[our-chaotic-beginnings]

Can I request bakusquad on a first date?

The long awaited request has been filled! Hopefully tungle.hell doesn’t kill be with word count caps. I hope you enjoy!

Mina Ashido

She’d take you out on a first date to the mall! A lighthearted day of shopping (or window shopping if you’d prefer) and hanging out is her idea of a great first date!

Your first stop would be to the local café to grab some much needed caffeine to keep your energy up throughout the day. She always orders drinks with caramel and chocolate to keep her sweet tooth happy, and she’ll gladly offer to pay for yours if you’d want.

Your next stop is to your favorite store! You’ll both have a day at trying on outfits and finding the best styles for each other. She loves thrifting as well so you may find yourself bouncing from shop to shop, hand holding her tightly to make sure you keep up.

Whenever you feel your bellies rumbling, you make a beeline for the food court. If you surprise her by tugging her to your favorite fast food station, she’ll let out a laugh lighter than air and give you a small peck on the cheek. She’s happy that you’re able to keep up with her energy.

After you’ve eaten to your heart’s delight, you’re off to the arcade! Mina bets that you can’t beat her at Dance Dance Revolution, and you’re not one to say no to a challenge. You spend hours dancing at this machine, drawing a crowd around as you do your best to gain the upper hand. When you manage to get a perfect score on a song, she rushes over to you to give you a high five and the biggest hug she can muster.

“That was awesome! You’ve gotta show me how you got so awesome at this game! I’ve got Just Dance in my room, wanna see if you can beat me there?”

Katsuki Bakugou

As loud and brash as he is, Katsuki isn’t the one to instigate your first date. All of BakuSquad could see how he wasn’t as harsh with you, so they decided to set him up for a first date with you. So when he found himself at the meeting spot just outside an amusement park with you frantically checking your phone and looking around for someone, he knew that you’d both been set up by your friends.

He marched up to you and let out a groan. When you had noticed him, you came to the understanding that his friends were meddling with you. However, you shouldn’t let these free tickets with all day passes go to waste, right? With hands in respective pockets, you entered the park side by side.

While you both were fairly uncomfortable and awkward in the first hour of hanging around the park, once you two got onto a ride, you both warmed up to each other. You were riding one of the faster coasters, one that slowly pulled you atop a hill onto to launch you downward and through loop-de-loops.

While you were screaming your head off on the drop, Katsuki was giving a full-hearted laugh that ended with a smirk. A smirk that quickly morphed into a small ‘o’ of surprise when you grabbed his hand. His face flushed as he glanced between your hand gripping his for dear life and how your eyes were squeezed shut. The shock from your boldness faded from him, face returning to his normal hue (albeit dusted with a soft pink blush), and he squeezed your hand back.

Minutes later, the two of you were exiting the ride, and he escorted you, hands still together, over to a shaded table for you to calm down after the ride. Realization hit you that you were holding hands and you tried to pull away, but Katsuki just smirked and squeezed your hand tighter.

“Trying to run away from me now? Tch, you could’ve told me you don’t like the faster rides, dumbass. Let’s go find something more your speed. I can’t be the loser that lets his date feel uncomfortable.”

Kyouka Jirou

As the daughter of two music lovers, her idea for a first date is to a concert. She branched out to a genre that wasn’t her style, more of yours actually, so she knew you’d love it. With a few of her mom’s connections, Kyouka managed to score a couple of front row seats for the two of you.

During the breaks of the opening acts, she makes her best attempts at small talk. When the awkwardness washes over, you chuckle and give her hand a squeeze. You know she’s out of her comfort zone, so you try to ease her nerves by talking about what you liked about the music. You’ve struck a chord with her then, and so when you both aren’t vibing with the music you both chat about how good the guitarist’s riffs were or how you could see how much fun the lead singer was having as she flitted from one end of the stage to the other.

Your attention’s drawn to the stage when the main act appears, Kyouka’s fingers interlacing with yours as she anticipated the first strum of the base for their opening song.

Melodies and choruses passed, and it felt like time had stopped until the band was announcing their last song of the night. However, Kyouka could barely focus on the stage; her eyes were glued to you, taking in your overflowing enjoyment. With every song, you were energetically performing in your seat; you were far more captivating than the girl adjusting the mic on the jumbo screen.

Contrasting to the upbeat, fast paced songs that they had started their set with, a soft tune floated through the venue. The guitarist had exchanged his normal electric guitar for an acoustic guitar. Cliché and mushy words accompanied the gentle music, and Kyouka could feel her heart pound. The band was ending the concert with a love song, a preview of their new album if she remembered the earlier announcement correctly. The singer’s voice gradually built up from a whisper to a resounding belting that echoed through the silent crowd. A split second of silence followed as the singer took another breath; you followed suit to prepare for the next verse, unaware of what Kyouka planned. You turned to check how she was feeling about the song only to find her lips on yours.

“I know that this band was the headliner tonight, but you were the real star of this show. Wanna listen to all their albums on the way back tonight?”

Denki Kaminari

Denki’s idea of an ideal date is just inviting you to hang out with his friends. Some may see it as awkward, but he sees it as the best way to introduce you and to get to know you in a group setting. Today, he dragged you along to his squad’s gaming day, with today being a MarioKart tournament.

Before you even said a word, his friends (with the exclusion of the feistiest member of their crew) swarmed you. They asked who you were, if you had a quirk, and how you’d managed to agree to date their goofiest friend. You laughed and answered their questions with ease, pulling the flustered blonde closer to your side as you joked about accidentally getting shocked by him during your first meeting with him.

Any awkwardness subsided once a controller was in your hand. The unofficial leader of their group pushed a black controller to you, almost a challenge to see if you were good enough for Denki. Everyone was competing in this grand prix solely made up of Rainbow Road at the highest level of difficulty. You agreed wholeheartedly and set out customizing your bike (as you preferred them to the carts) to create the ultimate racer.

The first of the four rounds started off with a blast, with you managing to blow out as you got used to the controls. You ended up way back in 6th place, with only Hanta falling behind you at 8th with NPCs littering the places unoccupied by the other players. The next two rounds fared better with you placing 3rd in the second round and 2nd in the third round. With the final round seconds away, you were shocked to find that your points were tied with the hotheaded Katsuki. This last round would determine it all.

Denki massaged your shoulders during the brief break before the final round (as he was eliminated in the second round with an unlucky last place), whispering encouraging words to hype you up. He was worried about Katsuki’s verbal beating he’d give if he didn’t win; the blonde had been at the receiving end of many of those. Those worries all melted away as he saw the way you were weaving through the NPCs, using them to shield yourself from the explosive boy’s neverending supply of shells. You were neck and neck; in first and second place for the majority of the round. Tensions were high, the room making the group’s chants of your name echo into your very soul. You didn’t even realize you had managed to win; as soon as you crossed the finish line, Denki had you pulled into your lap and was pressing his lips lightly to your cheek.

“You did it! You beat our reigning champ! You’re definitely a keeper if you can even beat Mr. Hot Head himself! You want to do this again sometime, maybe one on one?”

Eijirou Kirishima

As health conscious and ‘manly’ as he is, Eijirou offered a simple walk in the park as your first date together. He would’ve offered to work out together, but some of his other friends (namely Mina and Denki) vetoed that. He chose a weekend that was expected to have a sunny forecast and chose a park that was more than just grass and pathways.

You both met up by the vending machines, him buying you your drink of choice and grabbing himself a bottle of water. Eijirou kept the conversation light, discussing the recent class you both had about team tactics. He had been absolutely enthralled watching how you effortlessly pulled off a combination move with Momo and Tsu. His hand casually reached for yours, grinning wide to show off his pearly teeth as your cheeks bloomed with a pale pink.

Soon you came upon a mostly deserted play set with three sets of swings. You both came to an agreement to swing in the shaded area as a short reprieve from the sun. The conversation shifted from tactics to inspirations as you recounted your first experience with a pro hero: a pro hero from your hometown had taught a general safety course and ended up rescuing an eight-year-old you from flying away when a friend’s wind producing quirk accidentally activated. You recounted your amazement about how she jumped up a few meters to grab you and gently returned you to your spot without making a huge scene about scolding your friend. Her calm attitude and quick reflexes really inspired you to strive to be a hero, especially a hero with attention to handling cases with children involved.

Eijirou relaxed into the swing, swaying as he explained how Crimson Riot’s manly ideology and willpower to confront danger without any hesitation brought himself out of a dark time of self-doubt.  The pro hero turned into an idol, influencing the boy to take on his well-known red hair and paying homage to the Crimson Riot with his own hero name Red Riot. Her further went on to explain that while he admires the manliness of the hero, he doesn’t mean that he admires the masculinity aspect of the word.

He knows the courage and determination of manliness comes in many forms; he exclaims that you exemplify that manliness, especially after learning about what happened during your training at a hero agency based in Hosu City. You had managed to hold off two villains twice your size on your own while waiting for reinforcements to arrive during a small hideout raid. Eijirou was so caught up in explaining his admiration that he hadn’t even noticed that he was slightly pulling you both towards the edge of the raised walking path. He made one wrong step and started falling towards the ground, only to have you grip his hand tightly and yank him back onto the walkway and directly into you. With a blushing face that rivalled his hair, the boy recovered from his blunder with a full-bellied laugh.

“I know I’ve been going on and on about how manly you are and how awesome your training is going. After this, I think I’m really falling for you. You’re my hero today!”

Hanta Sero

A laidback date for a laidback guy, Hanta decides to do a casual movie at home for your first date. He first takes you to the convenience store to pick up all the snacks that you’ll need for the movie marathon. He scored some copies of a childhood classic series that he knew you liked, so he wanted to make sure you both would have enough to last the eight-hour binge.

While you grabbed the popcorn, he snuck over to where the dried fruit were. Despite all of his friends’ eating habits, Hanta favored the healthier options. Although he wouldn’t mind a little sugar now and then if it were you giving it to him. Little did he know that you were lurking around the candy aisle with a specific target in mind. After a few minutes of browsing the shelves, the black-haired teen settled on a large bag of a mixed variety of snacks and met you by the checkout counter.

Hanta paid for your goodies and you walked hand in hand back to his room. After situating the hammock into place and gathering any pillows or blankets you needed, you settled in next to each other and turned on the first of many movies. You both lay there cuddling, him being the large spoon so that he’d have more room to maneuver his elbows so that they wouldn’t dig into you.

Time sped by as you both lay there and enjoyed the corny visual gags that seemed like it was just yesterday that you were watching for the first time. In between laughing your hearts out and stuffing your cheeks with popcorn, neither of you could feel the beating of each other’s hearts against one another nor the warm mood settling about the two of you. The snacks were dwindling, only one bag left unopened as you two reached the final film.

He was the one who grabbed the bag, eyebrows quirking up as he read the contents. Sugar coated orange slices; something Hanta hadn’t eaten before. He asked why you got these instead of anything else. You blushed and gingerly took one out of the bag, mumbling a response along the lines of thinking he may like them. He chuckled and pushed into you, shifting just enough to where he could snatch the treat from your hands with his lips.  

“Well what do you know, these are pretty good. If these are halfway as sweet as you, then I’m in good company!”

#mina ashido #mina ashido x reader #katsuki bakugou #katsuki bakugou x reader #kyouka jirou #kyouka jirou x reader #denki kaminari #denki kaminari x reader #eijirou kirishima #eijirou kirishima x reader #hanta sero #hanta sero x reader #bnha imagines #bnha x reader #bnha scenarios #bnha headcanons #requested

[deputyrhiannonhale]

OTP Questions Meme

I was tagged by the ever lovely @returnofthepd3​ thank you!!

tagging: @ja-crispea​ @dieguzguz​ @shelliechen​ @f0xyboxes​ @deputy-janai​ @deputyjessicaquinn​ @xbaebsae​ @veinereastath​ and anyone else who wants to, sorry for double tags, and sorry if I forgot anyone, my brain isn’t fully functioning yet haha

Sharky Boshaw and Rhi Hale

DISAGREEMENTS

Who is more likely to raise their voice? Rhi definitely, she’s hot headed and doesn’t really mean to raise her voice, but if it’s over something stupid, Sharky will match her tone quickly.

Who threatens to leave but never actually does? Sharky

Who actually keeps their word and leaves? Rhi (but it’s only for her to take the time to cool off)

Who trashes the house? If she’s drunk, Rhi will throw papers around, nothing major, like breaking anything, but she always cleans it up when she’s calmed down. 

Do either of them get physical? Nothing like full on fist fighting, but Rhi does have a tendency to poke Sharky in the chest, or possibly shove at him, but it’s never hard enough for Sharky to even wince or stumble back.

How often do they argue/disagree? Hardly ever, they get along very well actually once Sharky realizes Rhi was never a threat to him. But, until they finally became a couple, he tried several times to warn her about John, and he would get irritated when she wouldn’t listen.

Who is the first to apologize? It depends on who started it, and who realizes they were in the wrong. Usually Rhi will swallow her pride and come to Sharky first because she is usually the one who blows up the worst.

SEX

Who is on top? Sharky mainly

Who is on bottom? Rhi, she likes to be put in her place sexually.

Any kinks? Sharky is a worshiper and loves to make sure Rhi has all the pleasure she can handle.

Who has the strangest desires? Neither have any strange desires

Who’s dominant in bed? Sharky

Is head ever in the equation? Almost always

If so, who is better at performing it? Sharky

Ever had sex in public? Outside, yes.

Who moans the most? It’s pretty equal, but Rhi is louder

Who leaves the most marks? Rhi, she loves to bite Sharky

Who is the more experienced of the two? Based on all his stories, Sharky

Do they ‘fuck’ or ‘make love’? Early in their relationship, it was a few spiteful fucks (Rhi did it just to piss John off) but once they realize they’re both in love with each other, it turns to making love.

How long do they usually last? If neither gets exhausted, all night.

Rough or soft? Usually soft, but they do have the rough nights

Is protection used? No, because deep down they’re both dumbasses

Does it ever get boring? Never!!

Where is the strangest place they’d have sex? Against Sharky’s SUV

FAMILY

Do they plan on having children/or have children? They’ve never talked about it, but Rhi doesn’t want kids.

If so, how many children do they want/have? N/A

AFFECTION

Who likes to cuddle? It’s equal

Who gets naughty in the most inappropriate of places? Sharky, but Rhi can have her moments if she’s feeling her oats

Who struggles to keep their hands to themself? Sharky

How long can they cuddle until one becomes uncomfortable? When falling asleep, Rhi will cuddle until she feels sleep calming her and then she will roll away from Sharky.

What is their favourite non-sexual activity? Sitting around a campfire, drinkng while Rhi plays the guitar and sings for him.

Where is their favourite place to cuddle? In bed, or the couch, but really if they’re just relaxing wherever, rather it’s around Hurk or the Spread Eagle, they will cuddle in some way.

How often do they get time to themselves? A lot, Sharky tags a long with her quite a bit, but at night, Rhi shuts off her radio so they have no interruptions.

SLEEPING

Who snores? Both, depending on how tired they are.

If both do, who snores the loudest? SHARKY

Do they share a bed or sleep separately? At first apart, but eventually jjust started sharing a bed

If they sleep together, do they cozy up together or lay far apart? They will until Rhi feels herself falling asleep, and she will roll away, but Sharky “chases” her because he doesn’t like not being able to touch her, and eventually Rhi is pushed all the way to the edge of the bed.

What do they wear to bed? Rhi usually just a tank top and shorts, Sharky just wears his boxers (even before they start officially dating) but after sex, they fall asleep naked.

Are either of them insomniacs? Rhi has a hard time falling asleep some nights, if her past is haunting her.

Can sleeping pills be found by the bedside? No

Do they wrap their limbs around each other or just lay side by side? Sharky usually ends up like a koala bear attached to Rhi. 

Who wakes up with bed hair? Rhi, her hair is a tangled mess

Who wakes up first? Usually Rhi, she has a hard to waking Sharky up, its worse if they were drinking the night before.

Who prepares breakfast in bed for the other? Neither. Rhi has tried, but once Sharky realizes she not in bed with him, he gets up and looks for her.

What is their favourite sleeping position? Spooning, Rhi is almost always the little spoon.

Do they set an alarm each night? Rhi has one automatically programmed on her phone, and it always goes off, even if she doesn’t have to be up.

Who has nightmares? Rhi does, she wakes up in a cold sweat some nights, remembering the smell of the house burning.

Can a television be found in their bedroom? Yes, and they usually watch something before falling asleep.

Who has ridiculous dreams? Rhi, her mind hardly ever shuts off.

Who sprawls out and takes up most of the bed? Sharky, but Rhi hogs the blankets

Who makes the bed? Rhi does, if she remembers to.

What time is bed time? Between 11 and midnight.

Any routines/rituals before bed? The typical ones, Rhi will wash her face with a cleanser and they both brush their teeth.

Who’s the grumpiest when they wake up? Rhi. Hands down. She’s gotta wake up and have some coffee before she can even be considered anywhere near pleasant.

WORK 

Who is the busiest? Rhi most days as a deputy, she’s constantly having to take care of something.

Who rakes in the highest income? Rhi does

Are any of them unemployed? Considering his past, Sharky has a hard time finding employment.

Who takes the most sick days? Rhi only will if she feels she may be dying.

What are their jobs? Rhi is a deputy for Hope County, Sharky calls himself a “Professional Pyro”

Who sucks up to their boss? Most would say Rhi gets treated better because Earl is her uncle but she has to work just as hard as the other deputies.

Who is more likely to turn up late to work? Neither.

Who stresses the most? Rhi, she is always worried about something, no matter how trivial

Do they enjoy or despise their careers/occupations? Rhi loves her job, and Sharky loves that Rhi is a deputy (he thinks he will get out of trouble more often this way)

Are they financially stable? They’re comfortable.

HOME

Who does the washing? Rhi, but Sharky will help her (or at least try, bless)

Who takes out the trash? Sharky will take out the trash.

Who does the ironing? Ironing? People still do ironing? Rhi will just toss her wrinkly clothes in the dryer for a few.

Who does the cooking? Rhi takes control over that.

Who is more likely to burn the house down just trying? Sharky...because...well...he’s Sharky.

Who is messier? It’s pretty even, but Rhi hates folding or putting clothes away, so there’s a designated spot for the clean clothes.

Who leaves the toilet roll empty? Sharky did once. Once.

Who leaves their dirty clothes on the floor? Rhi

Who forgets to flush the toilet? Neither, after the toilet paper roll incident, Sharky makes sure he doesn’t do anything wrong in the bathroom.

Who is the prankster around the house? Sharky, he’s worse if Hurk is over

Who loses the car keys when it comes time to go somewhere? Rhi, especially if Sharky is asking a lot of questions, she starts to forget to grab things, and then she freaks because she can’t remember where the keys are.

Who answers the telephone? Rhi

Who mows the lawn? Sharky does that for Rhi, says she shouldn’t have to worry about something like that

Who does the vacuuming? Rhi does if it gets to the point that it’s needed

Who does the groceries? They go together

Who takes the longest to shower? Rhi, it’s where she does a lot of her thinking, and just lets the hot water wash over her body.

Who spends the most time in the bathroom? That all depends n what is happening in the bathroom haha. Showering, Rhi, using the toilet, Sharky.

MISCELLANEOUS

Is money a problem? Not really, they get by easily enough.

How many cars do they own? One a piece, and she also has a quad that all her own 

What’s their song? Set Me On Fire by Flyleaf

Do they live in the city or in the country? Country

Do they own their home or do they rent? Rhi’s cabin is part of her contract from her being transferred from Billings, so the payment comes out of her pay automatically.

Do they enjoy their surroundings? Rhi hated the big city, so she absolutely loves the country.

What do they do when they’re away from each other? Rhi focuses on her job, but is constantly worried she’s gonna get a call and it’ll be something Sharky did. Sharky waits patiently for Rhi’s return and is worried she’ll get hurt.

Where did they first meet? Her first visit to Hope County at 16. Sharky didn’t trust her, he felt she ratted him and Hurk out for setting fire to some hay bales, but it was the owner of the property. Rhi convinced Earl to let Sharky and Hurk go.

Who spends the most money when out shopping? Neither really, Rhi having always been on the poorer side of laugh, does math in her head as she’s shopping and won’t spend more than needed.

Who’s more likely to flash their assets? Neither

Any mental issues? Rhi has plenty. She has a hard time trusting people, she has a lot of anger issues from the abuse from her step-father, she’s anxious a lot, mainly where her mind won’t shut off. She also won’t let many people in, if you’re part of her circle who knows a lot about her, consider yourself lucky.

Who finds it amusing when the other trips over? They will both laugh, but if it’s Rhi that fell, she’s a little more embarrassed and gets a little huffy.

Who’s terrified of bugs? Rhi...not really terrified, but she doesn’t want them on her.

Who kills the spiders around the house? Sharky kills them for Rhi

Do they have any fears for their future? They don’t, because neither believe in the collapse.

Their favourite place? A section of the Henbane River where they took a dip on a hot day. It was when Sharky realized he was in love with Rhi. He will sometimes take her there for a spontaneous picnic

Who’s more likely to surprise the other with a fancy dinner? Neither, they’re not really a fancy dinner couple.

Who pays the bills? Rhi does just because she is the more responsible one

Who’s the tallest? Sharky. He’s 6′ and Rhi is a teeny 5′1″

Who’s more likely to just randomly hop into the shower with the other? Rhi

Who wanders around in their underwear? Sharky because he has no shame haha 

Who sings the loudest when singing along to the radio? Rhi but they sing together, especially if its disco music.

What do they tease each other about? Rhi teases Sharky about his accent a lot and calls him Charlemagne, and he teases her about her height.

Who is more likely to cringe at the other’s fashion sense at times? Neither, because they don’t care what the other wears

Who crushed first? Rhi thought he was attractive when she was 16, but that was a more it’ll piss off her mother and step father. But Sharky definitely crushed first and Rhi was more slow to crush on him.

Any alcohol or substance related problems? They both drink, but it’s not to the point of being a problem.

Who is more likely to stumble home, drunk, at 3am? haha both, they’ll stumble home together.

Who swears the most? Both do, but Rhi has a really foul mlouth on the regular.

#far cry 5 #far cry 5 oc #rhiannon hale #deputy rhiannon hale #otp meme #ship name: Halefire #hope county #hope county montana #sharky x rhi #deputy rhiannon rhi hale

[oddeyecadia]

what if it’s us? (ch. 4)

a/n: no one prolly cares abt this fic anymore but lol still gonna continue

also posted on ao3 | ch. 1 ch. 2 ch. 3

"I think Allura's my soulmate."

Just like that, everything stopped. Time, the beating of her heart, the universe itself. All the little scars and bruises on her body tingled in a strange, unpleasant way. He was the only one smiling now. The clear excitement on his face made her feel harder to breathe.

Of course.

Pidge gritted her teeth.

Of fucking course.

"I saw her left foot earlier. It was bandaged the same way as my left foot. Do you know when she got that?"

"Yeah, uh..." She had it even before you had yours, dumbass. "Just this morning, I think." Pidge internally slapped herself. She didn't want to lie, she really didn't. But she also didn't want to erase the pure joy he was clearly feeling.

Though, her decision was going to make a lot of mess was it? She took a deep breath and as she was about to change her mind, Lance's gaze fell to the floor with a look that took every breath of her away and spoke softly. "I finally found her."

Out of all of his smiles, the one he wore right then was probably the most beautiful. She could see the relief and love he was ready to give attached to it.

Something about the fact that someone else was the reason for this smile bothered her a lot. It could be just the guilt for lying, making him smile for the wrong person, that creeped up her back.

Yeah. She hoped it was just that.

"Your turn." Said Lance, interrupting her thoughts.

"Huh?"

"What were you gonna say earlier?"

"Oh. Just that I- I noticed how you and Allura have the same injury too."

There was no turning back.

___

"Stop glaring, Hunk." Pidge said quietly, feeling the intense look he was giving her.

Brown eyes kept staring at her as she continued to type on her laptop. She felt uneasy but not to the point where she couldn't focus on the email that she was writing to her professor. A letter to inform her about the extremely unfair division of tasks in her group and how her two group mates barely did anything for their project.

Somewhere in the library, she could hear Lance being absentmindedly loud again. That and Hunk's glare growing more intense was enough to make her take a deep breath and finally look at the guy across her.

"Look what you've done." He said.

"I didn't do anything."

"Exactly. You didn't do anything to stop him from thinking Allura was his soulmate! Look at him!" He whisper shouted, pointing at the main desk. There, was Allura, staring blankly at Lance who was leaning an elbow on the desk and smirking at her like an idiot.

Pidge rolled her eyes, trying her hardest to keep her blood boiling at the sight. "He looks happy."

"He looks stupid, Pidge. You know what he said to me that night? 'Would it be more romantic if I make her realize rather than just telling her?'" She fought a grin at Hunk's accurate impression of Lance's slightly high pitched voice. "And just a few weeks ago you were like 'Never. Let him find out on his own.' You two just love miscommunication and complicating things more huh?"

"It'd be more complicated if I told him while he was so stoked about the idea of another person being his soulmate. It would ruin his mood, make things awkward, and possibly ruin our friendship too." Besides, she didn't want to mess things up after they just had their deep conversation and learned to really open up to each other for the first time.

It had been a couple of days since that whole thing happened. Finals was next week, everyone had been pretty busy with their own thing. Allura had to take care of some important stuff these past couple of days that Pidge had to work at the library on her own again. Meaning, Lance didn't immediately got the chance to start his wooing.

"She's not here?" He asked the night after their "hangout friday"- as Hunk would call it.

"She has a checkup. Sorry,  loverboy ."

"Aww man." The boy looked down at his feet. "I must've hurt her real bad."

Pidge's frown deepened as she only hummed in response. It was too early for her to casually talk about soulmates after what just happened .

"Well, guess I'll just study then. Hey, Pidge."

She looked at him, he raised a brow. "You're taking care of yourself, right?"

Snorting, she couldn't fight a grin. Why was he like this? Could he stop being so nice for a second? "Yeah, don't worry. I remember your advice by heart."

Pidge cringed internally, remembering what she said.

"Fix this, Pidge."

"I will, Hunk. Just– let him have his fun for a little while." Ignoring the slight pain in her chest and Hunk's disappointed look, she finally finished the email and pressed send.

___

Shoe squeaks and loud pop music filled the gym.

The highest bleacher was cold against the palm of her hands. Pidge could see everything from up here. It was nice. Plus, she was far from everyone, far from the volleyball team playing and from the dance team which she found out was just like a bunch of Lance put in one group. Everyone was just as loud and boisterous.

"Why am I here again?"

Lance looked up at her from where he stood, one bleacher below, and flashed a smile. "Because Hunk isn't available and I'm used to having a friend watch me practice. You don't have a choice."

She let out a deep breath. At least Hunk wasn't available for real this time. Unlike the last time he left the two where he tried to play wingman.

"Ugh. Don't you have like a hobby that's a little more... quiet?"

"Oh come on, Pidge. Don't you think a bunch of college kids dancing and doing dangerous stunts is cool?"

Her attention was caught by a flyer being thrown in the air. The guy landed too quickly and it was obvious by the shocked look on their faces that his spotters weren't ready, they caught him immediately anyways.

"Fun." Her hands started sweating, seeing the team practice that same stunt again. "Is this a requirement? I mean does this boost up your grades in any way?"

"Not really. Clubs and stuff like this doesn't really add that much to my GPA." He said as he took out his water bottle.

"Why didn't you just take performing arts then?"

He took a sip. "I was going to. I wanted to study and make money out of dancing but... let's be honest, the money part would be kinda hard to achieve. So I went with my second favorite thing to do, taking care of people. I took nursing."

Pidge was about to ask another question when one of his teammates suddenly shouted. "Lance! You ready?"

"Yup! Just a sec!" Lance put down his bottle before giving her another proud smile. "Just enjoy the show, Katarina. We have like fifteen minutes left of practice. It'll be quick."

She watched as he carefully walked down the bleachers and towards his team. She bit her lip when her injured foot throbbed slightly as she saw Lance unintentionally take a hard step.

A member then approached him and said something she couldn't obviously hear.

Nodding his head, he smiled at said member before getting into position.

There was something off about that smile, though. How he went from being all jumpy to stiff right after said teammate talked to him was not a good sign too.

Pidge pushed her glasses up her nose.

The same pop music that was on repeat for minutes played again as the dance team started their routine. They did some incredible stunts and moves that could make anyone jump from their seat yet she couldn't take her eyes away from a single dancer.

Ocean waves.

That was the only thing she could think of as she watched him sway, turn, pop and glide. Lance danced so swiftly yet every move had a hint of snap. His hips didn't lie, his whole body moved so in sync with the beat.

He didn't look like he was having as much fun, though, and one time he looked as if he wasn't sure if he was in the right position which was concerning.

But still.

That was hot.

___

"I have eight papers due tomorrow and I haven't started any of them." Said Keith after taking a big gulp of milk straight from the carton as he sat by the kitchen counter.

He was lactose intolerant.

"And why's that?"

"I don't know, Shiro. Everytime I begin typing I just burst into tears."

Even through the phone, his brother's disappointed sigh was still upsetting to hear. "College's tough huh?"

Keith chuckled. "That's an understatement."

"I know but you have to be more responsible. Be more like Katie but without the overworking part." Keith frowned at the second statement, remembering all those nights he had to drag an exhausted Pidge to bed and how he hated seeing her all stressed up. He took another sip. "Speaking of, how is she? Her finals is coming up right? I hope she's not over studying again."

"Strangely but fortunately, no. She hasn't overworked herself in days."

"That's good. Matt's visiting you guys today so–"

Keith chocked on his milk before Shiro could even finish his sentence.

He totally forgot about that.

"You okay there?" Shiro asked. Keith could already see his brother's teasing smirk and it caused his ears to burn up.

"Yeah, just– Just remembered I'm lactose intolerant." He cleared his throat. "Anyway, yeah. Pidge mentioned that."

Meanwhile, Shiro couldn't help but chuckle at his little brother's clear nervousness. "Don't worry, you have my permission to say yes when he asks you out on a date. Again."

Keith went silent for a moment.

That was when Shiro spoke again, his voice softer and Keith could almost see him wearing his comforting smile. "It's okay, Keith."

Something in his chest loosened and he took a deep breath. Keith already knew what it meant for he had heard it from him a million times. It was the first time he heard Shiro say it like that, though. It felt and sounded like real reassurance this time, like not only the situation was okay, but also himself.

As if on cue, a couple of loud knocks were heard from Keith and Pidge's apartment door and he tensed up.

"Thanks, Shiro. I'll call you again later?"

"After you finish your papers first. Now go, entertain your guest."

Keith ignored Shiro's teasing tone, said goodbye and hanged up before walking towards the door.

He already had a guess of who the person on the other side was. And if he was right, said guest was a little bit early for his sister wasn't even home yet.

Here goes nothing. Keith finally opened the door and lo and behold, he was right. He hated that he was right.

Matthew Holt stood in front of him with a warm smile, the familiar scar still clear and present across the bridge of his nose. "Hey, Keith."

#satri writes #plance #pidgance #pance #flirtyrobot #rainforest #fuckplant #fanfic #soulmate au

[exolistic]

Mystic Part 5

Masterlist Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

Genre: ANGST

Stuck amidst an intricate tangle of lies and deceit, who will you choose to trust?

Six Days Until the Party

(Y/N) has entered the chat

Jongin: You’re here!

(Y/N): Good morning!

Jongin: It is a good morning, an amazing morning actually. I’m dying over what happened to Baekhyun lolololol

(Y/N): It’s hilarious but at the same time I feel a little bit bad for him lol.

Jongin: Nah it’s fine. Baekhyun does shit like this all the time. He’s such a mess. He and Chanyeol are roommates and idk how Chan deals with him sometimes. Chanyeol is probably the smartest and most intellectual person I’ve ever met, yet he puts up with Baekhyun’s lack of brain cells 24/7.

(Y/N): They’re cute though.

Jongin: You think so too? Chanyeol will kill me for telling you this, but Sehun and I think they’re dating lolololol.

(Y/N): Really? Omg

Jongin: Yeah, they always deny it but everyone knows they’re liars. It’s so obvious.

(Y/N): Hmmm, Chanbaek or Baekyeol?

Jongin: Chanbaek definitely lol.

Sehun has entered the chat

Jongin: Sehun you’re here!

(Y/N): Hey Sehun

Sehun: Why did I drink so much yesterday? Ugh.

Jongin: I always warn you but you literally never listen to me ever.

Sehun: I read the chat. Baekhyun is a dumbass.

Jongin: I want him to come on so we can make fun of him.

Sehun: He’s gonna avoid the chat at all costs.

Jongin: We’ll have Chanyeol force him in lol.

(Y/N): I wonder if he ever got his car back.

Jongin: Good question lol.

Sehun: It’s doubtful.

Jongin: Sehun are you coming home soon?

Sehun: I’m not sure, I’m on the subway right now.

(Y/N): Are you guys roommates too?

Jongin: Yeah. Chanyeol and Baekhyun live together, Sehun and I live together, and I think Yixing and Junmyeon are living together now too but idk they’re weird about telling us stuff now.

Sehun: Don’t tell her too much.

Jongin: Oh my god Sehun don’t start with this again.

Sehun: You’re gonna end up like Baekhyun if you don’t use common sense.

(Y/N): Sehun, I don’t blame you for not trusting me.

Sehun: Are you trying to suck up now?

Jongin: Sehun shut up oh my god, be nice to the pretty girl.

Sehun: You haven’t even seen her yet, how do you know if she’s pretty or not?

Jongin: A guy can imagine.

(Y/N): ……..

Jongin: ;)

Sehun: I’m leaving now.

Sehun has left the chat

Jongin: I’m worried about him these days.

(Y/N): He seems to have a lot on his mind.

Jongin: He and Luhan…. they were really close…..

(Y/N): It’s understandable that he’s closed off then. Did all of this happen recently too?

Jongin: Luhan and the others disappeared about four months ago, so yeah it’s pretty recent.

(Y/N): You never know, maybe Luhan will come back.

Jongin: I sure hope so. I just can’t help but feel like we’re all missing something here. I feel like Yixing and Junmyeon know exactly where he is.

(Y/N): But then why wouldn’t they tell you guys?

Jongin: That’s what I’m wondering. I feel like they would tell us if he was in danger though, I don’t think they would let anything bad happen to him. But it’s not even just that. Tao and Kris left suddenly too. They told us that they were leaving because their work was suddenly very demanding, but you’d think they’d at least keep in contact with us.

(Y/N): Maybe they will come back at some point or get in touch soon, I’m not sure.

Jongin: I don’t know. They were always a little weird to be honest. They were newer members. They actually got here around the same time as Yixing did. It started off when Junmyeon created this organization. He sought out people to join. I’m a dancer, and he saw me perform once and asked me to join. Baekhyun is a writer, and Junmyeon read some of his works and asked him to join, he does a lot of the speeches for the organization. Chanyeol is a genius, he’s known to have one of the highest IQs in the country. Junmyeon asked him to join, and he handles a lot of the economic and security/computer stuff. I know he has some hacking job aside from this but no one really knows for sure what he does. I’ve been friends with Sehun for a long time, and asked him to join when he dropped out of college. He was having a really hard time, and I thought it would give him something to do. Luhan joined next, he was a singer, and Junmyeon saw him performing on the street once and asked him to join.

(Y/N): So you guys each played a role in the organization?

Jongin: Yes. Luhan and I used our skills to do performances for the charity. Baekhyun handles speeches and stuff, Chanyeol does all the smart people stuff, Sehun helps out where he can, Junmyeon runs everything.

(Y/N): When did everyone else join?

Jongin: It was just us for about a year or two, but then Kris, Tao, and Yixing joined in pretty close succession. Tao and Kris came on the same day, Junmyeon said they were referred from an intelligence unit. They were mainly used for security. Yixing joined a little before them, and he got really close with Junmyeon pretty fast. Now he helps run everything.

(Y/N): Now I feel like I need a role lol.

Jongin: What do you like to do? Any hobbies?

(Y/N): Um…. I draw, and do yoga but that’s about it lol T-T

Jongin: You could design flyers?

(Y/N): That’s lame lol.

Jongin: It’s okay, you’ve only been here a few days. We’ll find something for you to do.

(Y/N): You’re right, for now I just need to get to know everyone.

Jongin: Exactly! I can’t wait to meet you at the party, I’m sure you’re very beautiful.

(Y/N): I wouldn’t count on it T-T

Jongin: C’mon don’t be down on yourself. I’m not very handsome so I don’t have high expectations. I’m probably the ugliest in the group.

(Y/N): Not to be weird but from looking at your profile picture I don’t think that’s true….

Jongin: Omg are you saying I’m attractive?

(Y/N): ……..

Jongin: You made my day. I have to go now, but we’ll talk later okay? Have a good day, don’t forget to eat all of your meals okay?

(Y/N): Goodbye, have a nice day too!

Jongin has left the chat

(Y/N) has left the chat

It’s the next morning now, meaning that the party is only in six days. Only six days until I can possibly get out of this place, and back to my life. Is my family looking for me? Are they freaking out? I can’t help but think of everyone I  left behind in this mess. I can’t believe I’ve only been here for a few short days, it feels like a lifetime. How has so much changed already?

My life before this wasn’t all that glamorous to be honest. I love my family of course, but our relationship was never perfect. They never understood me, never made much time for me. I never really had friends. I made some throughout school, but they never lasted long. All I had in my old life was myself, and my job. I was a barista, taking a gap year before I went to college. I never knew what I wanted to do with my life, who I wanted to be. I begin to feel a bit hopeless, thinking about what I’m going to be going back to. Does anyone even care? Am I even missing out on anything?

I shake the thoughts from my mind. Of course I want to go back. Of course I want to leave this shithole. I’ll go back and live my life the way I used to. Empty, and lonely. It’s all I’ve ever known.

Needing a change of scenery, I climb out of the bed I’ve been laying in all day since I got here, and walk out into the hall. It isn’t much, but at least i can pace around out here for a little while. I just need to do something before I go insane.

I pace up and down the hallway for a while, weighing all of my options and reflecting on the past few days. I can’t help but wonder what this place actually is. It seems dangerous, but according to them Yixing is just as dangerous, as well as all of EXO. But could that really be true? Why should I listen to what Anonymous is telling me? Running my hands through my hair, I scrunch my eyes in defeat. What the hell should I do? Who do I believe?

I start down the hallway towards the bathroom, deciding to shower to clear my mind. On the way, I grab the robe I was given from my room, along with all of my toiletries, and head to the showers.

The steam loosens my tense muscles, and soothes my anxiety. I breathe in the foggy air, letting it clear my senses. The hot water encompasses me and calms me down, halting my racing mind. Rubbing body wash into my skin, the scent of rose filling my nostrils. Images of gardens and vibrant flowers fill my mind and take me to a more serene place. A place where I could escape all of this, escape the uncertainty and pressure. I continue to turn up the water hotter and hotter, nothing able to warm me enough. At this point it’s burning my skin, stinging as each droplet hits my skin, but I barely notice. Nothing is helping put me at ease. I scrub my skin a little harder, frustration taking over. Deciding I’ve had enough, I turn off the water and step out of the shower. The cool air soothes my skin, and I flinch as the bottoms of my feet meet the cool tile, a dramatic contrast from the scalding water.

I cross the room to the foggy mirror, running my fingers over the surface to rid it of the condensation. I stare in the reflection at my face, red from the hot water, wet hair sticking to me. Moisture pools on my skin, causing it to glisten slightly. However my complexion is still dull, dark circles under my eyes showcasing my exhaustion. My eyes looks empty and emotionless, pupils dilated. I press my fingers to my cheek, feeling the hallow skin.

Stepping away from the mirror, I slip on a robe, gathering my clothes and toiletries. I open the door, stepping out of the hazy bathroom and into the crisp  air in the hall. My room is just down the hall, and I pray no one will see me before I get there. There are never many people around where I stay.

I keep my head down, rushing to my room, when a strong arm stops me, trapping me against the wall. In seconds, their lips are against my neck, brushing up against the sensitive skin. My breath hitches in my throat and I feel light headed, cringing at the close proximity.

I gasp, struggling to get away.

“It’s just me,” I recognize the voice, Tao.

“Can I get dressed first please?” I whimper, struggling under his grasp.

“We have to talk first,” He breathes, lips still against my neck, making me shudder.

“Can I please just-”

He interrupts me by placing a finger to my lips, gazing into my eyes. His dark brown eyes blaze into mine, causing me to squirm out of intimidation. He looked angry, intimidating, menacing.

“I have orders for you,” he whispers, licking his lips.

His face is inches from mine, too close for my liking. I try to lean away, but there is nowhere for me to go. He moves even closer, the tension growing thicker.

“You need to start talking to Yixing more, and stop walking through the halls half naked,” he continues, smirking.

Trying to shove him away, I push my fingers against his chest. He chuckles, complying by stepping away from me, and watching me as I scurry to my room, obviously flustered. What the hell is his deal always trapping me against the wall? What a pervert.

“Don’t forget what I said about Yixing!” He calls behind me, amusement evident in his tone. I want to flip him off, but I’d rather not get choked again.

I walk into my room and slam the door behind me, my cheeks blushing furiously. What the hell is wrong with these people?

Trying to rid the previous situation from my mind, I get dressed and collapse back onto the bed, grabbing for the phone to see if I have any messages.

Ideally, I see one from Yixing. Tao told me I had to talk to him more, I’ll start trying to text him more often I guess.

Yixing: (Y/N), do not reply to this text. Delete it as soon as you see it, do you understand me? I know where you are. I know you are in danger. Do not listen to a single thing anyone there tells you. Just hold on until the party, I’ll get you out of there.

My heart begins to race, how does he know? I listen to his demand, quickly deleting the message, and close out of the app, tossing the phone across the bed as if it were scalding my hands. Will people at Anonymous have seen this by now? I’m not sure what they’re doing to track my conversations, but I pray they didn’t see it. This situation keeps getting more and more complicated. For now, I’m deciding to trust in Yixing, and listen to his word. It’s my best bet at this point. I just need to make it until the party. I just have to make it six more days. It will be okay. It will work out. Won’t it?

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Yixing’s POV

I pace around the office, running my fingers through my hair in frustration.

“I can’t believe they’re bringing more innocent people into this now. What more do they want?” I groan.

Junmyeon watches me from his seat behind the grand wooden desk, concern clear on his features as he furrows his thick brows.

“We’re gonna get her out of there at the party I presume?” Junmyeon asks, sounding thoughtful.

“Yes, we have to. She’s innocent, they’re gonna kill her right after the party. This is such a fucking mess.” I pace even faster, rubbing my temples in distress.

Junmyeon sighs, squeezing his eyes shut.

“Yixing, I want to save her too, but what does that mean for us?”

I stop pacing, turning to look at him, an incredulous look on my face.

“Are you trying to suggest that we just let her die?” I ask, squinting my eyes at him.

“No, that’s not what I meant, I just,” He runs his fingers through his fluffy black hair, pushing it off of his forehead. “What consequences will it hold? They have Luhan, we still have so much to deal with.”

My head throbs from this mess of a situation, trying to weigh all of the attributes in my mind.

“Look, I have the one thing they desperately need. If we use that, we can get anything we want from them. At this point, I have nothing else to live for. I’m dedicated to eradicating that group, and I’ll do whatever I can to assure that. If it means losing my life then I-”

“Yixing, don’t finish that sentence.” Junmyeon orders, his voice sharp.

I clench my jaw, throwing my head back. “Look, I’m willing to threaten myself, and the coordinates. If I use that as a threat, they’ll let go of the girl. She isn’t that important to them, they won’t risk it for her. They’re just gonna kill her after the party anyways.”

“I guess you’re right, but what are we gonna do about Luhan? And they’re probably planning an infiltration for the party, how do we know it’s gonna be safe?” Junmyeon looks thoughtful, twiddling a pencil between his fingers.

“From the recordings we’ve been able to gather from (Y/N)’s phone, this is Kris and Tao’s mission. This is their last mission, and they’re not gonna wanna fail. If we just threaten with the coordinates, and with me, they’re not gonna wanna risk the repercussions. They’ll back off for at least a little bit, and give us time to create a better plan.” I’ve put a lot of thought into this. There are many possible outcomes, and many crossroads, but I have faith in trying.

Junmyeon looks doubtful. “I’m just wondering if we should wait to have this party, it seems too dangerous.”

I shake my head. “This party is very crucial in gaining the upper hand. Once we get things a bit safer, we can bring Chanyeol into things. Anonymous wants him badly, he’s perfect prey. He’s smart enough to to give us the advantage with hacking. Right now with their intelligence unit, they’re a step ahead. If we can get (Y/N), shut them down, let them know we’re onto them, get Chanyeol, they’ll panic. In the end, they really don’t want to lose the information we’ve been keeping from them. Without those coordinates, their job is a lot harder. They’ll put up a fight for longer to try and not have to have those out of the picture.”

Junmyeon still looks concerned. “Yixing, I’m going to trust you, but I don’t know. What’s gonna stop them from just killing Luhan? They’re going to stop caring about the coordinates eventually. They’re probably already working on something new. We can’t drag this out, we have to work fast.You, and that information are our only vantage points right now. That’s the only thing stopping them from killing you, and killing Luhan. If we take (Y/N), they might want to counteract. If they think we care about her, they’ll just use her against us.”

I groan, rubbing my face in exasperation and leaning against the bookcase for support. “You might be right, but I still think we have to try. (Y/N) is more important for us in this situation than you think. We just need to keep our access to her phone open, and I’m going to talk to her about spying. I know those headquarters like the back of my hand, and can direct her. She can get us information. If we get Luhan, then we can finally shut them down. That’s the only thing that’s holding us back right now. Don’t you see how close we are?”

“You’re right, but there’s still so many obstacles. And I’m worried about how far you’re willing to go” Junmyeon groans, lowering his forehead onto the desk.

“I have everything under control, and my mind straight. You know how much all of this means to me. I see why you’re nervous, a lot is on the line, and I could make a lot of rash decisions, but I’m not going to. Everything is going to come into place. These next six days are very important.” I walk over to the desk, placing my hands on the edge, feeling the smooth ebony wood.

Junmyeon lifts his head up, exhaustion written across his features.

“I really hope you’re right.”

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[thedenfantasyleague]

The Den Fantasy League Recap: Week 12

Gentlemen, 

We’re done with the second-to-last week of the regular season and find ourselves in an interesting race for Cabana Boy. On to the recap.

A Team Has No Name v. VP

First off, I owe Vinny an apology. In a fit of rage, I threw a Tudor Tantrum and said some harsh words. What’s even worse is Vinny still suffered defeat at the hand of his old Dolphin: Lamar. There have been plenty of times I’ve given up on my RBs and, although I didn’t necessarily need him, he stepped up. The other guys contributing this week were the go-to’s: Russ, Thielen, Juul-ian, and made the right picks this week with Brate and Dallas D. Vinny, as pointed out in the chat, has had a rough season. He did have four guys with excellent games but left a lot of points on his bench. A zero from Engram and less than 10 from Mullens wasn’t great to see when he had four guys on his bench with double digits on his bench. Vinny, barring a win by the other two Cabana Boy eligible 3-9 teams he should be safe.  

Hank Mardukas v. Wilmore Cinderella

In our game of the week, we saw two teams in the last place with some new acquisitions. Scott talked the talk and backed it up. It was great to see Sony and White pitted against one another and JP was (obviously) on the losing side of that battle. Sony had over 20 points, combine that with Brees and Lockett, JP fell short. JP’s season went from bad to worse when he lost to Scott and likely lost his superstar for the final game of the season. JP will need a big win next week or hope to stay above Dylan in PF to stay out of the speedo. 

Mr. Magorium v. 2-2-1 (0.500) PVO

Dylan needed a win in the worst way this week and was blown out of the water. Gabe stayed on his winning ways with a big point output from Luck, Saquan, Sanders, JuJu, and Chicago D. Gabe’s in an interesting spot with AJ potentially being benched for the year but will hopefully see consistency down the stretch. Dylan, to his credit, finally did something right this week: he played the right TE. Unfortunately for him, that was his highest performer for the week. He did have good games from Cohen, Gus, and Fairbairn but everyone else came out flat, including Rodgers. Dylan is going to need a huge win over Rob (who he historically owns) to stay alive and out of the Cabana. 

Mixon It Up v. Team Timshel

What a game. What a heartbreak. Rob, needing to win to stay in first place for the #1 seed, pulled off the lowest margin of victory possible: 0.1. Mike was hoping to pull off the upset and had help from Dalvin, Evans, and Baltimore D. Unfortunately for him, Conner suffered his second consecutive single-digit point outing and Big Ben threw a dumbass pick on his last throw to give Rob the victory. Rob barely sealed the win with Newton, Mixon, Boyd, and Carson. What also helped Rob get the win? The newly acquired Adams. If Rob would’ve kept White, he most certainly wouldn’t have won. Will Rob’s luck run out or will he hold on to his win and ride the wave to a ‘ship? 

Kream In My Uggs v. Kalabar’s Revenge

Two teams who are teetering on the middle of the road but G has found himself trending in the right direction. Jake fell short again this week with only two players in double figures (Ryan with 20+ and Chubb with 24+). The unfortunate thing is that no one else had more than 8 points and that was his kicker. G, as explained earlier, is streaking at the right time. Finally, G’s patience in his Pats paid off with the trifecta scoring forty-plus points between them. The other big shocks from G? Run CMC. McCaffrey has had over 27 points three of the last four weeks and is now being considered for the #1 fantasy back. Can G ride CMC to a deep playoff run? Only time will tell. 

The Perfect Ten v. Virginia Kuppcakes

A battle of childhood friends and Al, who has now won his last three, outlasted E who was trying to streak at the right time. E streamed Jameis this week and was matched by Leonard on their big weeks. He also double-digit games from Julio, Ertz, Chargers D, and J-Tuck. Al had big games from Keenan and Jones but received massive games from Zeke and, now that he doesn’t have a QB battle, Cousins. The surprise? Blount hurt his own when he single-handedly beat E. E also left a TON of points on his bench with Drake (21.6), Deshaun (29.4), and finally Amari (30). E lost at the wrong time and, although it was a collapse, seems likely to not be CB but in danger of getting bumped from the playoffs. 

Week 13 Matchups

A Team Has No Name (5-7) v. Team Timshel (7-5) Mr. Magorium (10-2) v. Wilmore Cinderella (3-9) Mixon It Up (11-1) v. 2-2-1 (0.500) PVO (3-9) Kream In My Uggs (6-6) v. VP (3-9) The Perfect Ten (4-8) v. Kalabar’s Revenge (8-4)

Game of the Week 2-2-1 (0.500) PVO (3-9) v. Wilmore Cinderellas (11-1)

The Biggest Loser (PVO)

Due to his protest, Dylan won’t be joining us again. Instead, we welcome Gabe to discuss his being on the other side.

Cabana Boy Clinch:

We’re down to three tied for last and two who would need chaos to fall to CB.

MIU: CLINCHED

MM: CLINCHED

KR: CLINCHED

TT: CLINCHED

KIMU: CLINCHED

VK: CLINCHED

ATHNN: CLINCHED

TPT: 1

HM: 1

VP: 3-9 (1123.9)

WC: 3-9 (1009.8 PF)

PVO: 3-9 (935.4)

This is a big week for seeding and CB. Good luck to all and, as always, set your lineups accordingly.

Your beloved Commissioner, Jared R. Mosqueda