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hunne-writes · 10 months

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From Blood and Ash Series

Dates Read: 03/25/22 - 04/05/22

FROM BLOOD AND ASH

“Truths do not always set one free. Only a fool who has spent their entire life being fed lies believes that.” • There’s nothing quite like getting sucked into a really great series. And though the sequel is still on hold at the library, I’m itching to get my hands on it! I NEED to know what’s next for Poppy as soon as possible. I loved the way the world building and faced-paced plot unfolded through Poppy’s perspective. And truly admire her spirit and determination. The mysterious love interest gripped my heart from the very first chapter and hasn’t let go since. And their chemistry is insane 🔥 In a wonderful twist of fate, my cousin had just finished this book right before she came to town to tour colleges. It was amazing making that connection and chatting about it throughout her visit. And it served as a great reminder of how books can bring us closer together. ♥️ • E’s Rating: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️💫/5

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Dates Read: 04/06/22 - 04/09/22

KINGDOM OF FLESH AND FIRE

“He was both the villain and the hero, the monster and the monster-slayer.” • Needless to say, I couldn’t wait for my library hold to come through. The need to get the sequel in my hands was too great! This review will contain spoilers, so if you haven’t read this series, keep on scrolling. Or ignore me if you don’t like being told what to do. This sequel jumps into the plot from the very first page. Casteel announcing his plans like that made me so giddy. The romantic tension between him and Poppy is very obvious. So much so, being inside her POV could be frustrating as she denies the validity of her desires. I seriously don’t know what I would’ve done if they didn’t finally dropped the act and admit their true feelings. It seemed like majority of this book was spent finalizing the romance arc, and now I’m ready for the Queen! • E’s Rating: ⭐️⭐️⭐️💫/5

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Dates Read: 04/06/22 - 04/09/22

THE CROWN OF GILDED BONES

“Bravery is a fleeting beast, isn’t it? Always there to get you into trouble, but quick to disappear once you’re where you want to be.” • I can’t promise this review won’t contain spoilers. We’re 3 books in, give me a break! But this was your official warning to keep scrolling. This series really knows how to end each book on a cliffhanger! My heart goes out to everybody that had to wait for these to come out one by one because I wouldn’t have been able to stand not knowing what happens next. This book had a lot of traveling back and forth in it, more so than in the first two. Which slowed down the pacing some but was probably necessary to establish more of the setting and world building. And poor Poppy can’t catch a break! Attacked at the end of the last book only to be betrayed and kidnapped at the beginning of this one. One thing to know about me is I LOATHE (in the best possible way) when the main character and their love interest are separated. It’s a bitter sweet plot device that I prefer to be swift so that they can be reunited again. Luckily, their separation didn’t last too long. Or so I thought!! • E’s Rating: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️/5

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Dates Read: 04/20/22 - 05/04/22

THE WAR OF TWO QUEENS

“To speak her name is to bring the stars from the skies and topple the mountains into the sea.” • What a ride! We’re on book 4, so you know that I can’t review a series like this without spoilers. Consider yourself warned, reader… It took a second to get used to, but I greatly appreciated having Casteel’s POV in this book. Even though we only got small glimpses through his eyes, I hope we’ll continue to have his POV in the next books. One fine point I haven’t touched on yet but is integral to this whole series is the spice!! 🌶 I’ve always loved and appreciated the chemistry between Poppy and Casteel. So I obviously can’t ignore the the developments between them and Kieran. You all know my feelings about characters being separated. And though I was in agony for about 60% of this read, it allowed the space for Poppy’s relationship with Kieran to grow. And the Joining had been foreshadowed for a while, so I had a feeling it was coming. What did surprise me was that a character as possessive as Casteel relinquished that control; considering he wanted to rip another man’s heart out for being too familiar with his wife. This book scored lower than the others for a few reasons. Firstly, I felt like bits of the earlier plots were simply abandoned. We see the Gyrms once in this story but not with the Unseen. And it makes me wonder if they’ll be another antagonist in future installments. Additionally, I found myself getting very confused with every time another aspect Poppy’s “true” ancestry was revealed. But maybe reading the prequels will fix that problem! • E’s Rating: ⭐️⭐️⭐️💫/5

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katytheinspiredworkaholic · 3 years

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WIP Wednesday

Title: Extraordinary

Pairings: HotchReid (side pairings Morcia, WillxJJ, others in flirtation)

Summary: League of Extraordinary Gentleman/Vampire AU;

Within the FBI there is a specialized team full of an elite selection of people. Unique individuals with very particular skill sets. And their job is to take the unusual cases: the ones that need to not only be solved, but are undetermined if the unsub is human, or something else entirely.

In a world filled with Vampires, non-human creatures, and subspecies unknown, there is only enough information to have them vaguely regulated. Rules that are so easily, and violently broken, all while hidden in plain sight among the unsuspecting public. Unrivaled for eons.

That’s where the BAU comes in.

Official Posting Date: Now posted on tumblr and Ao3, Click Here

Links: (Masterpost) (Snippet 01) (Snippet 02) (Snippet 03) (Snippet 04) (Snippet 05)

(TW/CW: The biggest antagonist spoilers for the fic, but we’re finally into the meat of it and I’m too excited for the plot to start accelerating. Mentions of scars and the after effects of violent attacks, Vampirism, nothing graphic for this one.)

(the story so far/what you need to know for this clip at least: it helps to remember 4.18 Omnivore for this snippet. Because this scene coincides with about halfway through the episode, when the team has finally managed to track down George Foyet and believe he is the only surviving victim of The Reaper. Hotch and Father Rossi find him coming home with groceries to one of his four houses he moves between, living off the grid, in fear that The Reaper will come back and finish what he’d started. And for the *drama* of it all, I made it 20 years instead of 10 since the original Reaper killings -- so it’s going to be very obvious when they meet with detectives and officers that had worked in Boston when The Reaper was at large... that when everyone remembers Hotch, it’s like seeing a ghost.)

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“You haven’t aged a day,” he repeats, the same words he’d said outside upon seeing Hotch’s face, and it’s still in awe. Shock. This poor man didn’t deserve any more shocks like that in his life. “Can I ask… what are you?”

Hotch isn’t usually one to just tell people left and right his true Nature, but George Foyet lived through more pain than most Human’s ever would. He was a stooped, shadow of a man now; hiding in multiple houses across a city that will never know his real name.

“I’m a Vampire,” he answers the man, catching his wide eyes behind those circular glasses. He reminds him so much of Spencer, like that. “I would ask you not to go around sharing that, but at his rate half the Boston police department knows. Most were working the cases as well, back then.”

“Yes, I suppose they were.” He swallows thickly, rubs at his chest where Hotch knows there were knife wounds scaring the flesh. “If -- if you had been there when they found me, could you have healed me? Would I not have these… reminders.”

“No,” Hotch shakes his head, sadly. “It doesn’t work like that. The accelerated healing properties are in my saliva, and they only bind to my venom. They can only heal bite wounds made by me, and no one else. They are useless against normal injuries.”

“But you really -- you really don’t die, you never will,” he murmurs, and Hotch nods. Not knowing what the man is getting at until he sees the paper on the table. From a few days ago. Open to Detective Tom Shaunnesy’s obituary, unmoved since it had printed and dropped in shock.

“You know what that means, Mr. Foyet?” Hotch asks, firm and steady, but gentle in the face of his fragility. “It means I will never stop hunting him. You can have my word, on that.”

George Foyet makes a small sound, ducks his head down and swallows back another violent string of coughs. Exacerbated by his stab wounds, but when he gathers the strength to speak -- what he says will stay with Hotch for the rest of his days. Although he doesn’t know why at the time.

“I don’t believe in a lot of things anymore, Agent Hotchner -- not God, not fate, not dumb, terrible luck. Nothing. Just the Reaper, for the past 20 years,” Foyet tells him shakily, but with a steady tone as if he speaks nothing but the truth that he holds in his very bones. Then, the traces of a smile flit at the corner of his mouth, a disbelief held there that even Hotch can’t quite decipher the source of. Something he hasn’t seen before in all his centuries of life. “But I -- I think I just might believe in you.”

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tbc...

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#I've been having issues with the taglist so please let me know if you're not getting notifications #THIS IS JUST A SNIPPET #and it's so fun because WE ALL KNOW but everyone else doesn't #so the double meaning to that final line he says just makes me all wiggly in excitement #he found a new play thing #SUPER DUPER BIG SPOILERS for the fic #Extraordinary #Vampire AU #WIP Wednesday #katyswriting #katyswip #I've been having a rough week and I wasn't going to do any more wip snippets for this fic but I need the serotonin of sharing stuff so #here you go 💕

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xjoonchildx · 4 years

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airplane, pt. 2 | jjk x reader chapter three: koreatown

pairing: jungkook/reader

word count: 3.4K rating: 18+

genre: smut | silly smut | nonsensical smut

warnings: criminal!jungkook, koreanamerican!jungkook, reality has left the chat, plausibility has left the chat

A/N: so...as i’m turning this PWP into a P “with” P i actually had to add some plot lol. i really hope you guys like the direction this story is taking and i’m starting to feel a bit more confident about how it’s going to end. but please let me know what you think, hearing from you guys makes my day. i’d love to know if you think the plot is making any sense. i mean, as much sense as a story about jungkook as a super hot criminal robber on the run with a federal agent lover could possibly make, ya know?

xoxo

Chapter 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05 | 06

artwork by the shmexy @ppersonna who’s smut is even better than her art

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A postcard comes in the mail seven weeks after San Juan.

Colorful block letters urge you to VISIT BELIZE over decorative shots of the country’s beautiful beaches and most visited spots.

The only thing that appears to be written on the card is your address. You examine it dozens of times, looking from front to back for any other marking. You come up empty.

There is one unusual thing you notice, though.

The postmark.

Clearly written at the top: Los Angeles 90005.

There’s no way this card was mailed out of Belize and there’s very little chance Jungkook managed to get back inside the country without setting off a thousand alerts on your phone.

You assume he must have routed it through his parents.

You’ve tried so damned hard these past few weeks not to think about what happened in Puerto Rico. You’ve tried to forget the full-body shock you experienced when he asked you to play along with his absurd fantasy. You tell yourself there’s no way he could possibly believe that you would go on the run with him.

But then you remember the look on his face.

Seeing this postcard -- holding it in your hands -- makes San Juan real again. It’s not some bizarre fever dream you had or some figment of your imagination. The emotions it dredges up are uncomfortable to confront.

Is he in trouble? Is he asking for help? What are you supposed to do with this?

Logically, you know there’s nothing you can do.

So you slip the card into your bedside drawer and file the information away in that part of your brain that seems to now be dedicated to thinking about Jungkook Jeon full-time.

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Over the next few weeks, two more cards arrive.

Guatemala.

Honduras.

That fake passport Jungkook apparently managed to get his hands on seems to be getting a workout.

Each time a new card comes in the mail -- always postmarked out of LA, the knot in your stomach seems to loosen. He’s still going. He’s not locked away somewhere.

Not yet, anyway.

You try to remind yourself that he’s smart -- really, really smart. He has a knack for staying under the radar. His Spanish is probably pretty decent at this point. He’s making or finding enough money to stay on the move.

Maybe he’s got a plan. Maybe he’s figured something out.

But it’s hard to keep the anxiety at bay. You watch your phone like a hawk, waiting to see an email or text saying he’s been caught. You spend every day waiting for the other shoe to drop.

So the cards go into your drawer -- and you get up and get dressed and go into the office every day like you’re not secretly rooting for the criminal so many of your colleagues are looking for.

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The other shoe finally drops when you bump into Agent Novak in the cafeteria one afternoon.

Novak is one of those guys who looks like he’s straight out of central casting on a crime show. He has the appearance of a boxy, overgrown boy. Always dressed in a muted grey suit, always sporting a military-grade short haircut. The only thing that stands out on his completely non-descript face is his big mouth.

And right now you should be very glad for his big, fat mouth.

“You hear about your boy Jeon?” he asks, while piling his plate high with mac and cheese. The hairs on the back of your neck stand on end for a moment at the mere mention of Jungkook’s name.

You move down the buffet line next to Novak slowly, the sudden adrenaline rush making your limbs feel weak and loose.

“Jeon?” you ask with feigned nonchalance. “Courthouse Houdini?”

“That’s the one,” Novak says, dropping two huge pieces of fried chicken onto his plate. “My buddy in the Marshals says they’re pretty close to bringing that asshole in,” he continues, adding some crinkle fries into the mix for good measure.

God, you hope he doesn’t have a heart attack before you get all the information you need.

He needs a trough, not a plate.

“Well, it’s about time,” you reply carefully and you hope it sounds convincing. “Where?”

“Central America,” he says, reaching down to his plate to start picking off the crinkle fries one-by-one. “Guatemala or some shit.”

A chill runs up your spine when you think about those postcards in your drawer.

They’re close.

They could be there right now.

He could be in handcuffs again right now.

“Hope they have better luck than I did keeping him nailed down,” you say, willing your voice and face to stay even.

“Oh trust me,” he says, talking around a mouthful of crinkle fry. “They’re going to teach that motherfucker a lesson when they get their hands on him. He won’t be able to walk, much less run.”

You swallow against the bile rising in your throat.

“That’s what he gets, right?”

Novak nods, grabbing for a chicken finger. You cringe when he shoves it into his mouth. Tiny pieces of the breading stick to his lips and you fight the urge to gag.

God, has he always been such a pig?

“Damn straight.”

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You circle the block three times before you feel comfortable enough to park.

The neighborhood is quiet and clean and solidly middle-class. The house you are looking for is neat and well-kept, lawn trimmed and flower beds nicely maintained. It looks like a nice place to live.

You cut the ignition and take a deep breath.

You have to remind yourself that Jungkook is not Al fucking Capone and there’s no reason for the government to have around-the-clock surveillance on his family home. You have to maintain a level head even under this insane set of circumstances.

You try not to think about how furious he would probably be if he knew you were here right now.

Maybe someday he’ll understand why you’re doing this.

Maybe someday you’ll understand why you’re doing this.

You’d worked late at the office, preferring to make this move when the sun went down. You’re glad for the cover of darkness when you step out of your car and knock on the front door at the Jeon family home.

“Can I help you?”

You take a deep breath when Mr. Jeon opens the front door. He has the same kind, handsome face as Jungkook, only his is weathered with age and worry.

“Mr. Jeon, I need to speak with you about your son.”

His eyes widen for a moment. He seems to pull back and assess the way you’re dressed, figures out you’re one of those government-types.

“I’ve already said everything I have to say on the matter,” he says shortly, moving to shut the door.

“Wait, please,” you say urgently. “I’m trying to help him, I swear. I can explain if you let me in.”

He stops for a moment, levels you with a critical look.

“I think he’s in trouble,” you say quietly.

Mr. Jeon sighs heavily before opening the door wide and letting you in.

“I’m sorry to turn up at your home like this,” you say, moving immediately across the living room to close the blinds on all the street-facing windows. “But I’m not sure how much time I have.”

He watches in total silence but you can see he’s unnerved.

“I’m just...being cautious,” you explain, and he nods.

Once you’re satisfied no one can see inside, you start to calm down a bit. Mr. Jeon offers you a seat on the living room couch.

“This is a very strange situation, I know,” you admit.

He remains mute and still, waiting for you to cough up some kind of explanation.

“Do you know who I am?” you ask.

“No.”

His response is clipped and severe and you really can’t blame him.

“Okay,” you say, blowing out a breath. “Yes, I am with the FBI. But I --” you pause for a moment, grasping for a way to explain this bizarre situation. “ -- I know Jungkook. Personally.”

Intimately. Biblically, as they say.

“Okay,” he says cautiously.

“I need you to get in touch with him because I think he’s going to be arrested. Soon.”

Mr. Jeon rubs a hand across the back of his neck.

“I don’t know where he is. And I can’t get in touch with him,” he admits. “He doesn’t want us to know where he is because then you people will have something to hold over us.”

You wince at the venom in that statement.

A faint voice from another room calls out.

“Excuse me for a moment,” Mr. Jeon says.

He leaves you alone on the couch in the family room.

You wipe your sweaty palms on your dress pants as you take a look around. The decor is soft and welcoming, with a few nods to Korea in the artwork on the walls. It looks like a nice place to grow up, you think. The thought helps calm you.

He reappears after a minute.

“I’m sorry about that,” he says apologetically. “I would really prefer my wife not know about this. This situation has already caused her a lot of pain.”

“Of course -- I understand,” you say quietly. “So you have no way to contact him?”

“No. Not directly.”

“Then I need to know how you contact him indirectly. He’s been sending me postcards somehow. Do you know who could be sending me postcards from him?”

His face falls a bit.

“I shouldn’t say. I’m not trying to get anyone else in trouble.”

You lean forward a bit, fix him with a look that you hope conveys just how sincere you are about trying to help.

“I don’t want anyone else to get in trouble, either. But if you don’t give me that name, I promise you Jungkook will be. Please.”

Mr. Jeon sighs.

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You pull the brim of your baseball cap low over your eyes and adjust your sunglasses before walking into Min’s Market.

The small, family-owned store is in one of Koreatown’s most populated neighborhoods. You keep your head low as you dodge people on the sidewalk to make your way inside. An electronic chime sounds when you walk in.

The only thing you see in your quick glance around the store is a young man behind the register. He stands when you make eye contact and you take that as the go-ahead to approach.

He’s not a large guy by any means, but he definitely gives off a do not fuck with me vibe. You straighten your spine and get right to the point.

“Are you Yoongi?”

“Nope.”

He’s lying, of course. His eyes are narrowed at you beneath long black fringe bangs and you can’t blame his skepticism given the giant sunglasses and the hat and the workout clothes you’re hiding under. You look like you’re trying way too hard not to be noticed.

“I need to talk to you about Jungkook,” you say anyway.

“Never heard of him.”

Okay, not entirely unexpected. You’d come prepared for the possibility that he wouldn’t want to play ball.

You reach into your bag and pull out the postcards, drop them on the counter in front of him.

“You’ve been sending me these,” you say firmly. “And we need to talk.”

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Yoongi takes you to the tiny office tucked into the back of Min’s Market. The space is cluttered with invoices and notes written in Hangul. There’s a monitor display where he can watch the surveillance cameras at the front of the store.

He motions for you to take a seat on the one small chair he has and opts to lean against the office desk, arms crossed.

“So you’re Carver Street, huh?”

You take your sunglasses off so you can look him in the eye.

“Yeah.”

“And you’re… a Fed.”

He delivers that line with a cynical twist to his mouth that makes you feel self-conscious.

“Yeah.”

“Shit’s wild,” he says, more to himself than to you.

“Yeah, wild,” you exhale nervously. “Look, I’m sure you don’t want to be involved here any more than you already are, so I’ll just come out with it,” you say. “I need to get in touch with Jungkook.”

Yoongi rolls his eyes.

“Look, I don’t know you, okay? Maybe he does, but I don’t. And I’m not trying to be an asshole here, but I’m not going to give you that information.”

You rub at the corners of your temples with your fingers.

“You know he’s been reaching out to me. You know he trusts me.”

Yoongi snickers.

“We haven’t exactly had the chance to catch up over beers since this whole mess started. The only thing I know for sure is that he wants you to get those postcards,” he says.

“Okay, okay, you’re right,” you concede. “I’m pretty sure he’s in Honduras right now. And I need you to reach him as fast as you can. Because they are closing in on him and I don’t know how long he’s got.”

Yoongi shoves a hand through his hair.

“Okay. I’ll tell him.”

“How fast can you reach him?”

“Look, I said I’ll tell him, okay?”

You tell yourself to relax before you scare Yoongi off entirely. It looks like his patience with you is already worn thin.

“Okay. Please tell him to try to get to Nicaragua,” you say, careful to keep the agitation from creeping back into your voice. “They have a history of denying extradition requests to the U.S. It could buy us some time to figure out what to do.”

“Us?”

Yoongi quirks an eyebrow at you, the corners of his mouth lifting in a barely-concealed look of astonishment. You feel the blush that spreads across your face all the way to the tips of your ears.

“Him,” you correct yourself awkwardly, “it could buy him some time to figure out what to do.”

He grabs a pen and scribbles on a sheet of paper on the desk.

“Nicaragua, okay. Got it.”

“And please -- if you can -- get him this,” you say, handing Yoongi your own slip of paper with a number written on it. “It’s a burner. In case he needs to get in touch.”

Yoongi takes the number from you and nods.

“Alright.”

You stand to leave, knowing you’ve taken as much of his time as you’re allowed.

“One more thing and I promise you’ll never hear from me again,” you say, pointing to the monitor inside the office.

“Delete that,” you say. “Please.”

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You dig around in your cabinet until you find the wine glass you’re looking for -- the huge one -- and then you reach into the fridge for what’s left of your Sauvignon Blanc and dump it into that glass.

Nothing to do now but hope he gets the message in time.

Nothing to do now but watch your work phone and see if he’s been arrested.

Nothing to do now but watch your burner phone to see if he’s contacted you.

It’s time to admit your nerves are shot. Weeks of heightened anxiety are taking its toll and the past two days have felt like a marathon.

You run a bath -- make sure the water is close to painfully hot before you sink into the tub. Your body feels exhausted but your mind is still racing like you’ve shotgunned a cup of coffee.

You lean your head back against the ledge of the bath and take a long drink of the wine.

What if he makes it to Nicaragua? What does that even mean? You buy a few more weeks of the same on-the-run bullshit and for what?

What is the end game here? And for that matter why on earth are you doing any of this?

You barely know this man. And now it’s starting to feel like you barely know yourself.

Your fingers and toes are pruny and the water is lukewarm at best when you finally crawl out of the tub. You down the rest of your wine, throw a soft t-shirt on and fall into the bed.

All night you toss and turn and when you finally wake it’s like you never slept at all.

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It’s a few days before you see Novak again.

You happen to overhear his obnoxiously loud laugh just outside your office and your entire body jolts to attention.

You jump up from your desk and peer outside.

Novak is busy chatting up a woman who works a few spaces down, no doubt boring her with unwanted banter about his weekend. He happens to look up and you motion for him to come over.

“Hey, yeah, I’ll be right there,” he says, and you head back to your desk on leaden legs.

Maybe he knows something, maybe he doesn’t.

You’ve got to figure out how to walk the line between interested in the search for Jungkook but not too interested. Thankfully, Novak doesn’t strike you as the type to pick up on the subtleties of most interactions. If he was, he’d stop bugging that woman right away.

He knocks loudly on your open door when he finally makes his way over.

“Hey,” he grins widely. “What’s up?”

“Hey,” you smile back, feeling a cold panic spread across your chest. Maybe you’re not ready to hear what he has to say.

“I was wondering if your buddies ever caught up to Jeon.”

“Man listen,” Novak says, helping himself to a chair. “You are not going to believe this shit.”

Your fingernails grip your legs underneath the desk, dig painfully into the skin just above your knees through the thin fabric of your pants.

“Did he...get away, again?” you ask, desperate to keep a note of hope out of your voice.

“Yup,” Novak confirms. “Piece of shit cleared out by the time the Marshals they sent down there managed to get to where he was. Some place in Honduras or something.”

Novak shakes his head.

“My buddies are sick of looking for his ass at this point. At some point they’ve got to call it off, right?”

You can barely register a thing he’s saying because oh my god he made it out.

“Wow,” you manage, trying to appear appropriately sympathetic and outraged. “That’s unbelievable.”

“Yeah so,” Novak says, “back to the drawing board on that one, I guess.”

You’re forced to sit through a few more minutes of his blabber and small talk but all you can think about is Jungkook making it out in time. All you can think about is getting back to your house and to that burner phone.

When Novak finally stands to leave, you nearly sigh out loud with relief.

“Hey, good luck to your buddies, yeah? That’s got to be pretty frustrating,” you say, walking him out the door.

“Yeah, I’ll pass the message along,” he says. “I’m sure you’re just as ready as they are to see this guy get what he deserves.”

You smile weakly.

“Oh, definitely.”

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You make a beeline for the ladies room and walk right into a stall.

Once inside, you drop the seat lid and sit on top, desperate for just one moment to be alone with your thoughts.

He made it out. He’s not in custody. Maybe there’s a way to fix this entire mess.

Then you fall apart.

You’ve reached the limit of what you can handle without some kind of emotional release. The panic and the anxiety and the relief and the hope come together and boil over inside you.

The tears start coming and they don’t stop.

You have to flush the toilet three times to cover the sound of your sobs.

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You race home from the office and practically dive for the burner phone in your nightstand. The entire drive back, you’ve told yourself not to expect a message.

It’s entirely possible he doesn’t want to contact you.

It’s entirely possible that he doesn’t have anything to say to you after the way you left things in San Juan. You tell yourself to be ready to see absolutely nothing when you check the burner.

But when you do unlock the phone, you find a waiting text. You steel yourself for what he has to say.

nicaragua is boring [ 3:15 PM ]

send nudes [ 3:15 PM ]

You laugh.

You laugh for so hard and so long your tears gather in the corner of your eyes. You laugh until your sides start to hurt from the absolute absurdity.

It’s so him that you have to laugh.

That night, when you fall into bed you sleep an inky black sleep, without dreams or interruptions.

It’s the best rest you’ve gotten in weeks.

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#jungkook smut #jungkook fic #jungkook x reader #bangtanarmynet #bts fanfic #btssmut #bts fic

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j-hoseok94 · 4 years

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Book:House of Cards

Author: ReyRey

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*FIFTEEN*

^Jungkook^

It was late and i was settling in for the night. Sitting down on my couch i started remembering my past. At night my demons always came out to play. I was alone even though i was surrounded by so many people. My past came flooding in and overwhelming my senses. I got up and headed to my wine cellar and grabbed a random bottle. I needed a drink and i needed one now. As i plopped my ass down on the couch, i poured myself a drink. Before i knew it, that drink was gone. I poured a few more drinks and drank them all. I don't know how many i had. 2,3,4 i have no idea i was just trying to drown my past and my sadness.

The doorbell rang and i slowly got up from the couch. I walked slowly as i tried to reach the door and not fall back on my ass. My balance went to shit and i reached the door. I opened it a little too fast and in a slurred voice, "Whad do ya vant?"

The small girl smiled up at me and stepped inside. "Kookie are you drunk?" I chuckled and walked back to my couch and fell on it. It felt like a bunch of clouds i couldn't help but laugh.

"hehehe Noo i'm juss ffiiinee." She closed the door behind her and slinked her way over to me on the couch. She sat down next to me and i curled up in a ball in the corner of the couch. She scooted closer to me and i looked over at her. "Whad do ya vant Aphrodiiittehh?" She was really pretty and i really wanted to touch her hair. It looked fluffy like cotton candy. She got up for a second and placed something on the TV stand and walked back over to me.

"Kookie what happened to you at that party?" I didn't wanna dig up my past mistakes. It was ruining my buzz but before i could even think i was telling her everything. I leaned my head back on the couch and looked up at the ceiling. She was playing with my hair and i went through another two glasses of wine during my discussion with her. I was fucked up and i knew it. I wanted it to be like that it made me forget my demons and my loneliness.

After awhile of talking she got closer to me and she started kissing my neck. It felt good and i was not about to stop her. Her hands were all on me and i wanted more. I wanted it now and i did not want to wait anymore. I grabbed her waist and pulled her on top of me. She continued to kiss me hungrily and she would moan occasionally. It was turning me on and as i felt up on her ass she started grinding against me. "Fuck babe, don't tease." I moved my lips to her jawline and down her neck, i felt her tense up and that made me smile. I started to scratch her back from top to bottom. She gasped and i flipped her onto the couch. She stared up at me with lust filled eyes.

She started to take my clothes off and i let her. She ran her hands over my six pack and bit her lip. She was so fucking hot. I started to tease her little by little. I started at her neck then her collarbone, nibbling and licking my way down. I reached her nipples and started to fiddle with them. Pinching them a little between my fingers while i licked her other boob. She writhed underneath me trying to hold back her moans. I kissed her lips, "Don't do that babe i wanna hear those moans." I went back to my previous duty and continued to tease her chest as she made pleasure filled moans.

I wasn't one for doing too much teasing i knew what the girls wanted so i mostly just got down to business. I pulled off my pants and boxers, while simultaneously moving her panties aside i teased her entrance. She tried to squirm away from me but i kept at it. She grabbed my arm and dug her nails into me. I pushed in between her folds and she inhaled sharply at my sudden change of pace. She started moaning again and i continued thrusting into her. She was tight and i liked that. I thrusted in deeper and she scratched down my back while pulling me closer. She bit down on my neck and i groaned.

I knew i was fucked up from all that alcohol because i knew i was pleasing Aphrodite but in my mind she was Rose.

The next day at school was rather awkward. I was planning on 'breaking up' with Jungkook and even though it wasn't a real relationship i still sucked at break ups. I walked in alone and was trying to keep my head down. As i walked past the double door that lead to the hallway that lead to the piano room. I heard a very steady and peaceful song floating from the room. As i walked over there and i heard a very faint singing. I rushed to the door to see who it was and as i got closer i knew who was singing the voice became familiar. It was Yoongi but i have never heard this song before ever. As he sang i just stood by and listened to his soothing voice,

"Acting like we're comforting each other

With words mixed with thorns

Can't keep doing this, we need to make a decision

If we didn't have feelings for each other

If we didn't think of each other

Would we have dragged it out like this?

Now if you don't have any more feelings

This seesaw is dangerous

Stop thinking about me

Alright, a repeating seesaw game

Song is Trivia:Seesaw :)

I stood there as he finished up. My phone buzzed as i received a mass text that appeared to be for the whole school. I looked at my phone and reluctantly clicked the link and what i saw was a very drunk very red faced Jungkook. As i continued to watch he was talking to a girl i couldn't see who it was. He was slurring his words but as i listened my heart began to race. He was talking about the party. He got to the last thing that i remember happening which was spin the bottle.

He continued on to admit some very vulgar and malicious things. He talked about how he tried to have sex with me and how i fought against him. I dropped my phone and fell to the floor. The memories came rushing back and i couldn't handle them. I kept my eyes closed as i screamed at the top of my lungs for it to stop. I felt arms around me and swiftly picking me up off the ground. I buried my face in his shoulder and cried i couldn't control my breathing as everything fell into place all the pieces were connected.

I remembered every breath i felt on my neck and the smell of alcohol on his breath. "No no make it stop! Make it go away! I-I don't wanna remember." I started shaking violently and i felt like i was having a nervous breakdown. It was too much at one time.

"Rose. Rose. Look at me. It's okay, you're okay." He pulled my hands off my ears as he cradled me in his lap. I was still panicking my breathing rapid like i was hyperventilating. He grabbed my face and kissed me. I felt his soft lips and all these happy memories came up and i smiled. He pulled away and looked at me, wiping away my tears. "See now you aren't breathing fast." He smiled his gummy smile and i melted. I looked into his eyes as i realized that i wasn't freaking out anymore.

I took a few deep breathes as i centered myself and calmed my nerves. "Yoongi tell me everything, from the beginning. I need you to tell me since i can't deal with this alone and i know you're the only one that can stop my attacks." He sighed and kissed my lips gently looking down at my lap.

"OK Kitten but, you're not gonna like what i have to say."

"Try me."

Short chapter cause i had to cut the last one in half. Hope you enjoy as the plot thickens:)

#bts #bts fanfic #bts smut #houseofcardsbook #army #smutty #smuttyfanfic #wattpad #smut #mature

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Everything I Watched in 2019

Movies

The number in parentheses is year of release, asterisks denote a re-watch, and titles in bold are my favourite watches of the year.

01 The Death of Stalin (17) does a neat trick of building goodwill for Steve Buscemi’s Krushchev, then brutally pays that off in the last few minutes.

02 Sorry to Bother You (18)

03 Support the Girls (18)

04 Paddington (14)*

05 Rogue One: A Star Wars Story (16)

06 Eighth Grade (18) probably the most terrifying movie I watched all year, if you didn’t watch it through your fingers, who even are you?

07 Morvern Callar (02) much less bleak than the book, but then, nearly anything would be

08 The Favourite (18) revolting and beautiful.

09 Columbus (17) a really lovely movie about architecture and parent-child relationships.

10 Bring it On (00)*

11 The Land of Steady Habits (18) feels wackier than your average Holofcener, but still a good watch.

12 Spotlight (15) i was really bowled over by this, and wasn’t expecting to be. Workmanlike filmmaking, but an extraordinary story, well-told.

13 The Killing of a Sacred Deer (17) Barry Keoghan is a blank, but somehow compelling screen presence. This one has an ending that made me bark with laughter.

14 Legends of the Fall (94)

15 Moneyball (11)* if you don’t feel like watching anything in particular, you can always watch Moneyball

16 If Beale St Could Talk (18) very beautiful, but I failed to connect with it on any other level.

17 For Keeps (88)

18 Abducted in Plain Sight (17)

19 Oscar Shorts (Animated) (18) the offerings were very sappy this year, but the winner was decent! Lots of Toronto content (weird).

20 Oscar Shorts (Live Action) (18) *unquestionably* the worst one of these won ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

21 Velvet Buzzsaw (19)

22 Vice (18) ugh

23 Friends with Money (06)

24 Can You Ever Forgive Me (18)

25 Bohemian Rhapsody (18) haha what. was. that.

26 Mars Attacks (96)*

27 Paddington 2 (18)

28 Buffy the Vampire Slayer (92)*

29 Shoplifters (18)

30 Blindspotting (18) jacked Ethan Embry in a supporting role?! Whither? Howso? Wherefore?

31 Witness (85)

32 Harry & the Hendersons (87)*

33 The Matrix (99)*

34 T2 Trainspotting (17)

35 Blockers (18)

36 The Slums of Beverly Hills (98)

37 Can’t Hardly Wait (98)*

38 Avengers: Infinity War (18)

39 Iron Man II (10)

40 Isle of Dogs (18)

41 Chinatown (74)*

42 To Live & Die in LA (85)

43 Age of Innocence (93) Daniel Day-Lewis manages to make Newland Archer compelling, where in the novel he’s...the worst?!

44 Shopgirl (05)*

45 The House (17) didn’t sustain all the way through, but then, that’s how mainstream comedies often go.

46 The Beguiled (17)

47 Badlands (73)*

48 Poetic Justice (93)

49 The Empire Strikes Back (80)*

50 Calibre (18)

51 The Kindergarten Teacher (18)

52 Hounds of Love (17) a nice little Aussie thriller, set in the 80s

53 Kicking & Screaming (95)*

54 Octopussy (83)*

55 Jaws (79)*

56 Lover Come Back (61)

57 Frenzy (72)

58 Always Be My Maybe (19)

59 Certain Women (16) took a while to get to this one, but it’s as great as they say it is.

60 Baby Driver (17) all flash, little substance.

61 Sneakers (92)

62 Roadhouse (87)*

63 Bull Durham (88)*

64 Ghostbusters (84)*

65 Booksmart (19) I think this will improve on multiple viewings, though I loved the soundtrack and the mix of characters.

66 Hereditary (18)

67 Rebecca (40) George Sanders as Rebecca’s cousin is BRILLIANT

68 Vertigo (58)*

69 The Dead Don’t Die (19)

70 Crawl (19)

71 Dazed & Confused (93)* If you don’t watch this once a summer, what is wrong with you?

72 Jackie Brown (97)

73 Talk Radio (88)

74 The Guilty (18)

75 Killing Heydrich (17)

76 Lady Bird (17)*

77 Billy Elliot (00)*

78 White House Down (13)* Channing Potatum saves the White House!

79 The Film Worker (17)

80 Whitney (18)

81 Mascot (16)

82 Apocalypse Now (79)* technically I’d only seen the Redux version from the early 2000s, so the regular cut is new to me.

83 Apollo 13 (95)*

84 Psycho 2 (83) the twist is very guessable, but there are a couple of nice-looking scenes.

85 Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind (04)*

86 The Bodyguard (92)*

87 Murder Mystery (19)

88 Wildlife (18)

89 The Stepford Wives (75)*

90 Willy Wonka & the Chocolate Factory (71)*

91 The Natural (84)

92 The Other Boleyn Girl (08)

93 Speed (94)*

94 Opera (87)

95 That’s my Boy (12) haha what?!

96 The Big Short (15)

97 Elizabeth the Golden Age (07)

98 The Glass Castle (17) when I read the book, I genuinely thought it was fiction, it’s so insane.

99 Dawn of the Dead (78)*

100 All About Eve (50) lady on lady violence is a special thing

101 La La Land (16)

102 Morning Glory (10) remember Rachel McAdams?

103 Casino (95)*

104 Talladega Nights: The Ballad of Ricky Bobby (06)

105 Pet Sematary (19)

106 Clue (85)*

107 Her Smell (18) amazing soundtrack and the songs were well-chosen. Heartbreaking musical moment in the final act.

108 Bobby Sands: 66 Days (16)

109 She’s Gotta Have it (86)

110 Good Morning (59)

111 Hustlers (19) I didn’t connect with this as much as the reviews led me to believe I might.

112 Nocturnal Animals (16)

113 Kill Bill Vol 1 (03) I’d only ever seen the second one before, being a non-Tarantino completionist.

114 Fried Green Tomatoes (91)* I watch this more than anticipated...

115 Steel Magnolias (89)

116 Notting Hill (99)*

117 A Beautiful Day in the Neighborhood (19) the tiny city models were inspired!

118 National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation (89)*

119 Let It Snow (19)

120 Frozen (13)

121 The Irishman (19) most interesting as a sort of pastiche/reckoning on the part of Scorsese about his other gangster films. Really outmoded view of unions. Definitely could have been edited down if anyone were able to come to it without undue reverence, but I did love the bit about the fish.

122 Girls Trip (17) actual plot is beside the point.

123 About a Boy (02)* I always think of this as the “vomit and sweaters” movie, anyone else?

124 Animal House (78)*

DOCUMENTARY : FICTION - 4:120

THEATRE : HOME - 9:115

TV Series

01 Russian Doll - I think I would have enjoyed this more if it hadn’t been bingeable - would have made a nice week-by-week discussion sort of show. I loved to watch the changes between re-ups of our major characters, and I think the actual plotting would reward re-watches.

02 Catastrophe S4 - A satisfying ending to an excellent show, with very charismatic leads (and deeply weird supporting characters). Had to write around Carrie Fisher’s death, and I’m sure did a better job of it than Star Wars did.

03 Friends from College S2 - More of the same, which is what I was after. A show like cotton candy (but with more infidelity).

04 High Maintenance S3 - A lot more of this season took place outside of New York City, which was a great change of pace. And a great deal more information about The Guy and his own life; both difficulties and successes included.

05 Losers - This was a great little docuseries on Netflix that I didn’t hear a lot of people talking about - it’s about sports losses, but unusual sports ie curling, figure skating and the like. You’d think it would get repetitive, being as it’s always about recovering after loss, but it doesn’t! I wish they would make another season….

06 Shrill - a tight six episode dramedy about an alt-weekly journalist in the Pacific Northwest, based on Lindy West’s memoir of the same name. John Cameron Mitchell as her boss (based on Dan Savage) stands out of the ensemble cast, as does Annie’s roommate played by a British standup Lolly Adefope.

07 Broad City S5 - I haven’t always kept up with Broad City, but I came back to it for its final season, and thought it did a good job of setting its characters up for big changes in their lives.

08 I Think You Should Leave - It’s easy to assume that all sketch comedy is terrible and always will be, but then you see this, and throw your TV out the window (due to all the laffs)

09 Fleabag S2 - Everything you’ve heard is true, this season is goddamn hilarious and ridiculously sexy. A huge step up from the first season, which was already pretty fantastic and incisive.

10 Fosse/Verdon - Musicals are not particularly my bag, so I’m sure there was a lot that I missed in terms of references, but the lead performances ably carried me through all of the time jumps and various performances.

11 Stranger Things S3 - Say it after me: d-i-m-i-n-i-s-h-i-n-g r-e-t-u-r-n-s! Maya Hawke kills it, though.

12 Big Little Lies S2 - Unnecessary, and (if possible) even sillier than the first season.

13 Lorena - Part of the ongoing quest to rehabilitate the maligned women of the 1990s, this gave me tons of context that I had no idea about at the time, due to being a dumb kid.

14 Glow S3 - I felt like I was losing steam on this series this year, but episodes like the camping ep kept me coming back. A great ensemble, though some unusual character choices (like a certain kiss *cough*) took me out of it by times.

15 Lodge 49 S1-3 - I’d kept hearing about this show, so I finally sought it out. I can’t say it was amazingly compelling (I almost dropped it after the first season) but it’s definitely an oddball of a show, slipping from setpiece to setpiece with little regard for logic. For me, a background show.

16 Chernobyl - This show really gave me the Bad Feeling, humans were definitely A Mistake.

17 On Becoming a God in Central Florida - Kiki in a trashy mode, not as infinitely appealing as the version she pulled off in the second season of Fargo, but scrappy and industrious nonetheless.

18 Show Me a Hero - I’d put off watching this for years, it felt like it was going to be too dull (housing policy in Yonkers?) but it’s great, and larded up with Bruce Springsteen songs, obvs.

19 Great British Bake Off S9-S10 - I’d also held off on watching this for a long time, out of loyalty to Mel, Sue, and Mary Berry. But I needed some comfort viewing towards the end of the summer, and the new hosts and judge do an able job, although the show’s tropes are feeling a bit well-worn at this point.

20 Righteous Gemstones S1 - A rollicking ride for sure, with a great cast. Your mileage/patience with Danny McBride may vary, so keep that in mind, naturally.

21 This Way Up S1 - A small show starring the fabulous Aisling Bea, about mental health and families and some nice comic physical acting. Oh, and in case you were watching The Crown and crushing on Tobias Menzies’ version of Prince Phillip, he plays a hot dad love interest in this, which gives you all the Tobias you’re looking for, without the PP racisms.

22 The Crown S3 - This is the first season of the big cast switchover, and I thought it stuck reasonably well, once we were in it an episode or two. This season concentrated even less on Elizabeth herself, preferring her sister, husband, and (newly!) her children.

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Masterlist of [No Good Nick] Cons

No Good Nick - Netflix - When a young girl arrives at the Thompsons’s home, saying that she is an orphaned relative of theirs that has come to live with them, she ends up changing the Thompsons’s lives completely... much like how they had changed hers not too long ago.

One of the interesting aspects of this series, to me, is that each episode is named after a particular con. The theme/spirit of said con always manages to weave itself into the episodic storyline. I started doing write-ups as a way for not just myself, but in hopes of being able to appreciate what the writers and creators had crafted because of this particular attention to detail. I tried to not speak of spoilers too much in each post, but in order to explain how a certain heist or con related to the plot, obviously I had to go into detail. Each post comes with at least some sort of spoilery warning.

This masterlist is a work in progress as I will be adding to it along the way.

Part One

Episode 01 - The Catfish

Episode 02 - The Pig in the Poke

Episode 03 - The Money-Box Scheme

Episode 04 - The Badger Game

Episode 05 - The Pigeon Drop

Episode 06 - The Glim-Dropper

Episode 07 - The Charity Mugger

Episode 08 - The Block Out

Episode 09 - The Man in the Middle Attack

Episode 10 - The Jam Auction

#no good nick #netflix #ngn con analysis #masterlist

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RULES.

DISCLAIMER. this is a private, independent and selective multimuse for characters from the attack on titan / shingeki no kyojin series. i don’t own the characters or the series. neither the story nor the characters belong to me nor share my views.

02. this blog is mutually exclusive and slow activity. it is extremely rare that i will follow others first due to how active i am. if i do not follow you back after a week, it is fine to assume that i may not at all. i aim to only follow blogs that i can definitely see myself interacting with.

03. standard etiquette applies: no racist, homophobic, transphobic or any oppressive behavior is allowed on my dash. do not godmod. do not metagame. do not forceship and do not rush me for replies. if any of this is broken i will softblock you.

04. all headcanons and writing are my own. please do not steal these. my portrayals are extremely important to me and i do not take kindly to being used as a source of inspiration because of it. please do not use me only as an aesthetic source, either. my psd was made by ruinise on tumblr.

05. i use icons and a mixture of large and small text in my replies. you do not have to match my format to reply. while wordcount doesn’t bother me, all i ask is for a similar amount of effort be put into your replies ( i.e: giving me more than a one liner in response to a paragraph. ) my reply time can be extremely slow, but unless i have let someone know, it is most likely i have not dropped a thread. my muse can be fickle at the best of times.

06. i don't really have a muse page? i mean the closest you’ll get is here. this very, very may make it quite difficult for other people to choose but if you want the one soldier who mentions having work on the inside in chapter 45 i can see what I can do … maybe even that old man who has a meeting with pixis about the walls... there are some muses I won’t play due to my unfamiliarity of them, but you can ask whatever you’d like. the ten “main” muses here are: armin, annie, mike, ymir, sasha, zeke, gabi, hitch, erwin, connie & floche !

07. my trigger format has and always will be trigger /. at this moment in time i do not have any triggers that need tagging. while jean is 18+ post timeskip, nsfw will be very rare here, and will usually come under a more gorish side than anything else.

08. some of my muses aren’t nice people, and will have incredibly messed up morals / ideals about the situations they’re in. ultimately i do not share their opinions and i will not try to glorify them. if you need me to tag anything, please let me know.

09. shipping is extremely hard for me in general, and i prefer to do so with those who i have plotted and discussed with naturally, but i usually tend to stick to the platonic ones with many people more often than not. i will not ship any of the cadets with any of the veterans. i do practice mains and exclusives, however, but i prefer to get to know a mun first before i proceed on the matter.

10. the names jordan and if im not here im on my reiner, porco or jean. have fun xoxo

#conduct.

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BnHA Chapter 149: Villain Island

Previously on BnHA: Twice confronted Nighteye with a clone of Rappa. Nighteye proceeded to beat his ass using rubber seal stamps, incidentally revealing his surprisingly cut washboard abs. Night then blasted away part of Twice’s mask, forcing Twice to retreat in a panic. His personality disorder started to get the better of him, but then Toga showed up and tied a bandana around the missing part of his mask, and it calmed him down and was also the sweetest fucking thing I’ve ever seen. Twice briefly flashbacked to the League of Villains meeting when Tomura announced that Togawice would be lent out to the Eight Precepts. Twice was against this because it turns out he feels responsible for introducing Overhaul to the League and getting Magne killed (and Compress maimed, but no one cares about him). Toga wasn’t keen on it either, but Tomura somehow won them both over by smiling and making it seem like he had a plan in the works. Whether he actually does is anyone’s guess, but damned if it wasn’t convincing. Anyway, so now Toga and Twice are fed up with the Precepts’ general incompetence, though, and are ready to turn on them. And I’ve never been so excited for a plot twist in my whole damn life.

Today on BnHA: Flashback!Overhaul meets Togawice for the first time and asks them about their quirks. The Precepts then ask if Tomura plans on betraying them, and Twice and Toga are all, “[shifty eyed glance] nope, nothing to see here. no impending betrayals on our end, no sirree.” This apparently is good enough for Overhaul, who asks them to sit tight and wait for further orders. Back in the present, Irinaka makes one last-ditch effort to crush the remaining heroes in his accursed hallway. However, Toga gets him to reveal his true body, and Deku and Aizawa immediately attack. With Aizawa having finally neutralized his quirk, Irinaka is detained. We then cut to Mirio, with time rewinding back to show what happened immediately after he went forward on his own and caught up with Overhaul.

But the real star of this chapter is the omake at the end. Kurogiri takes it upon himself to improve solidarity among the League by taking them all on a mandatory outing to an uninhabited island to engage in a survival trial. Tomura spends the entire time lounging on a couch, Dabi unleashes his inner Bear Grylls, Toga steals a bikini, and tbh I kind of wish we could get an entire manga series of just this. But we’ll just have to settle for these four pages, I guess.

(As always, all comments not marked with an ETA are my unspoiled reactions from my first readthrough of this chapter. I’ve read up through chapter 178, now. If I’d known yesterday’s Superbowl would end up somehow being more boring than this entire arc, I would have never bothered taking the day off. But, well, hindsight.)

no, I don’t mind at all

by the way what exactly is going on here with Twice and these handcuff-looking things that I’m not actually sure are handcuffs. because that cord looks more like an earjack cord. but why is it coming from the bracelet like that. I basically have so many questions about this image, and am now also more closely examining exactly why Twice chose a skintight bodysuit as his villain costume

(ETA: I have no excuse. he’s fought with them before and everything; I just never noticed.)

more villain flashbacks!!

but this time it’s T&T introducing themselves to the Eights

“I’m never gonna forgive you, so it’s a pleasure to be working with you” ahaha. classic Twice. this is the kind of iconic bullshit that I’m reading this manga for

Overhaul’s apologizing for killing Magne and says he didn’t want to

but if you really felt that way you could have easily put her back together again, you sociopath

oh my god look at this though??!

holy shit. so she really is another canon trans character, and it’s treated seriously too. I mean, obviously it’s not perfect, and it also sucks that she got killed off, but I’m so used to LGBT manga characters being treated as comedic relief at best, so this frank statement of “hey you misgendered my friend, get it right” and it being totally serious is actually really refreshing

also what is Viz going to do when they get to this chapter. most likely change it up entirely I’ll bet. fucking Viz

anyway, so Twice is all “so now what” and Overhaul says he and Toga just have to follow his orders

he’s also asking for the details of their quirks

but Toga is all “we’ll tell you if and when it’s needed because fuck you”, and have I mentioned I love her???

but holy shit though

bud. are you like, okay. jesus christ

so Twice has decided he hates this and he’s not going to say anything

so naturally the very next thing he does is explain his quirk in great detail!!

holy shit this is an unexpected info dump

once again Horikoshi is all “I see your questions and I will answer them in due time.” so it was a tape measure!! has he had these this whole time?

just went back and checked. yes he has. unbelievable

still waiting on an explanation for that skintight bodysuit though

some of this goes against what we previously knew about his quirk, though. this is the first time a two-thing limit has been brought up, and that seems to go against the whole Calvin and Hobbes “I made a bunch of clones of myself” thing that we know he did way back when (and which he’s also referencing here, as I assume it’s the reason he no longer makes copies of himself). maybe the limit only applies to things/people that aren’t him?

this reminds me a lot of Momo’s quirk in that he needs to know a lot about the object before duplicating it. which means he’s definitely a lot more intelligent than he sometimes comes off as

I mentioned a couple chapters ago that Toga is extremely intelligent as well, and now I’m wondering if Tomura realizes just how lucky he is to have all these smart crazy people on his side. we’ve seen the quality of Overhaul’s own followers, by contrast, and the League most definitely has them beat

anyway! so Toga’s staring at Twice in annoyance for going off like that right after she made a big deal of not telling Overhaul anything

she says he made her look stupid

OMG YESSSS so now she’s going into the details of her own quirk after all omggggg

look at the damn hoops Horikoshi’s making himself jump through all because he made the decision not to do any villain bios. well it’s your own damn fault

I’m starting to understand why Deku keeps all these notebooks

the bit about the transformation time being proportionate to the amount of blood she consumes is extremely interesting and relevant, and now it makes sense why she had that weird gizmo to suck as much blood as possible

I would estimate she got maybe a cup of Ochako’s blood, so we can assume she can transform into her for up to 1 day if needed. but as for Deku, we saw in chapter 114 that she only managed to get like a couple drops worth

one drop is about .05 ml, which is about .0002 cups. so she can transform into Deku for .04% of one day unless I fucked that math up (which is highly possible)

what is that, like a couple seconds?? because if so, holy shit but I’ve been vastly overestimating her ability to wreak mindbendy havoc on our heroes

also does she have to drink the blood right before the transformation for best results? if she drinks someone’s blood but then doesn’t transform into that person right away, does she eventually lose the ability even if she doesn’t transform into them? or can she store that “energy” and use it whenever she likes?

basically this is awesome to be getting so much information here, but now if anything I’ve just got more questions

(ETA: for real. either I really did calculate that wrong, or she got more of Deku’s blood than I thought, or Horikoshi is the one that fucked up the math lol. oh well, it’s easy enough to just shrug and go along with it)

anyway! I almost forgot there was still a chapter going on

so now Overhaul’s henchman is casually asking if Tomura is planning to betray them. well duh

very convincing. well done

anyway, Overhaul seems satisfied for the time being, but he’s telling them they’ll have to stay in the underground HQ until they receive their orders from him. so basically house arrest

and now he’s leaving and Mimic is having a total power trip

seriously dude, simmer down

he’s babbling on about the yakuza getting revenge and “taking back society’s reins from the shadows” and fulfilling the dream of their bedridden boss

and now I think we’re back in the present

and this lil fellow is, as you’ll recall, the guy who’s currently controlling all the shifty walls of the underground HQ while all hopped up on quirk-enhancers

Toga and Twice are having a conversation mid-somersault about how they’re gonna let the heroes take out the Precepts for them. I think

meanwhile Aizawa is asking Deku if he also heard the crazy voice coming from the walls which is, as Deku surmises, Irinaka’s voice

ohhhh I see, if they can pinpoint where the voice is coming from then they can find Irinaka’s real body and like punch him until he quits being an asshole and dragging out the arc with his stupid quirk

do you know, I just realized that basically this entire thing is his fault, and just like that he’s my least favorite character. that’s right. you beat out Stain and even Mineta, because Mineta only ever hijacks like a page or two at a time at most. certainly not a dozen chapters in one go

but anyway, the voice is echoing too much for them to pinpoint it

meanwhile the cops are freaking out because they’re about to get crushed

I can’t figure out why Mimic didn’t just actually crush them all to begin with and be done with it. unless it’s just that he didn’t want the full force of the law bearing down on their organization and seeking justice for dozens of cop murders

HOLY SHIT YOU GUYS TOGA IS TAKING MATTERS INTO HER OWN HANDS

NEVER SEND A BUNCH OF SO-CALLED HEROES TO DO A VILLAIN’S JOB

HOLY SHIT WHAT’S HAPPENING NOW. IRINAKA IS SCREAMING INCOMPREHENSIBLY AND DEKU SEEMS TO HAVE HEARD IT AND IS NOW RUSHING TOWARD THE SOURCE OF THE NOISE

AHHHHH DID HE DO IT???

I CAN’T TELL IF HE GOT HIM. SURELY THAT SMASH WASN’T JUST FOR SHOW

OH MY GODDDDD

YESSSSSSSSSSSS

AND T&T ARE WAVING AT HIM GLEEFULLY AS HE FALLS

I LOVE EVERYTHING HOLY SHIT

the amount of relief I’m feeling right now can accurately be described as “overwhelming” and it’s amazing

because he’s SUCH A GOOD FUCKING PERSON, Deku is catching Irinaka as he falls, because this is BnHA where a fall from a great height onto a bunch of rocks actually will kill you

and please tell me the rooms are back to normal now omg

YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

THANK YOU MANGA GODS

HOLY SHIT!!!!!

MIRIOOOOOOOOOO

holy shit. holy fucking shit, finally. finally

FLYING SOLO AGAINST THE FINAL BOSS HOLY SHIT

so is this the part where we find out Mirio is fucking dead omg. holy shit. but you know what, I don’t even care, because we’re finally up to the good stuff and no more bullshit. I feel another binge coming on

BONUS:

oho, what’s this? “special jump outing”?

I don’t know where to fucking start omg

first of all, I’ve actually been impressed with their solidarity thus far so this is news to me

second, I can’t with how their idea of team bonding is “let’s build a house from scratch together on an uninhabited island”

third KUROGIRI WHAT ARE YOU WEARING

cutie

I swear to god if they keep up these antics I’m downgrading their name from “League of Villains” to “Villain Squad Jr.”

Tomura is trying to remind us all that he’s For Reals Evil but idk

on the one hand, we actually have seen this guy kill a man with his bare hands. but on the other hand, it was revenge for Magne, and he hasn’t killed anyone else that I can think of, aside from probably his parents by accident

and also my favorite of all the villains is the only one who is for sure a psychotic serial killer, so it could just be that I don’t actually care

so Kuro is telling Tomura to be less strange, and announcing that the first order of business is to secure a water source

are you telling me you came to this random island to build a house and you don’t even know where you’re building it yet

and now there appears to have been some kind of cut, and Tomura is drinking ginger ale. fucking ginger ale. you’re not evil at all, are you

I can’t believe I was actually worried about what these guys might do to Bakugou if they kept him. their idea of torture is probably less fingernail-pulling and more “let’s make him watch a bunch of Kay Jewelers commercials until he cracks.” which to be fair would break me pretty quickly

(ETA: although Tomura did get pretty hardcore there with Overhaul at the end! but I mean, Overhaul was a total prick you guys. that doesn’t count)

and now he’s tied Kurogiri to a tree and is just making him warp over whatever they need

everyone please look at this panel of Dabi wearing overalls

“unexpectedly into it”

this is the most damning evidence yet that he’s definitely related to Shouto

you go Dabi. I feel like he’s learned all about how to survive on a tropical island by like watching Moana a bunch of times or something

consider the coconut, consider its tree, we use each part of the coconut, that’s all we neeeeed

meanwhile Tomura is reading a magazine on a couch on the beach

Toga is wading in the ocean and her overalls got wet so she’s changing into a bikini

did we ever confirm she was really responsible for those serial murders. it could have been someone else. you never know

anyway she stole the bikini and Kurogiri is acting all shocked like “omg this girl really stole a bikini” but like. what else is she gonna do. pay for it like a normal person

don’t tell me you guys were actually legitimately leasing that bar this whole time. Kurogiri probably actually had his liquor license

so Toga is legit frolicking, and Tomura is playing a PSP or something. with the hand still on his face. how can you even see the screen

and now Dabi has caught them all lazing about and he’s throwing a fit

he’s even doing teamwork

now he’s lecturing Dabi on what’s really important

I think they probably would have turned off the Kay Jewelers commercials after like five of them or so and been all “okay I hope you learned your lesson.” and then if he still didn’t want to join them they would have been all “fine then but it’s your loss” and given him a ginger ale and sent him back home

so now Kurogiri is rescinding all rules and letting them all do their thing

Villain Squad Jr. it’s fucking official

and that’s the end of the strip. but the bonus material is still continuing because FA has been doing these translations of the character book! and the next page is amazing oh my god

YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND, IN THE FUTURE WHEN I INEVITABLY START TO WRITE FANFIC ABOUT THIS STUPID ADDICTIVE SERIES THIS IS A FUCKING REFERENCE GOLDMINE

right away I feel like a good 75% of fanfics are slightly off because U.A. has compulsory Saturday classes. say goodbye to your weekend getaway antics

they don’t actually have much homeroom time with Aizawa in the morning. what subject does he actually teach? I need someone to tell me, I refuse to believe Horikoshi hasn’t established this in canon by now. it’s probably somewhere in this very book

(ETA: I STILL NEED TO KNOW THIS. I’M STILL GOING TO INSIST IT’S ART IF HORIKOSHI DOESN’T CORRECT ME)

anyway, that’s it for today, but that was awesome. on I go to chapter 150

#bnha #boku no hero academia #twice (bnha)#toga himiko #shigaraki tomura #kurogiri #dabi #bnha spoilers #mha spoilers #makeste reads bnha #in hindsight I think chevy 'REAL PEOPLE!!! NOT ACTORS!!!' commercials would be even worse torture than kay jewelers #though that might have aroused too much rage in him and accidentally powered him up #although they could have immediately put him back to sleep by just making him watch the damn superbowl last night #not to beat a dead horse but my GOD that was bad #ah well it's all in the past now #I'm gonna go finish this class 1-A band AU arc

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To Land On Your Feet - Chapter 04

Chapter Four and I'm so sorry that I was late by a day, everyone! I was extremely exhausted yesterday due to a sickness that's been passed around my house for weeks, now. I could barely focus on anything, let alone writing and plotting out a chapter for this story. Hopefully this chapter is good enough to make up for the lateness!

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Summary: Aizawa Shouta had a good life. He was a happily married pro-hero teacher, had two cats that loved to make his life difficult, and soon, if things went well, he would have Shinsou Hitoshi as a son. Thanks to an unexpected attack by a man with the League of Villains, though, Shouta is turned into a cat. While he had a fondness for cats, that never meant he wanted to be one, especially when no one seems to recognize him and his friends and family are trying to find him when he’s right there.

He had been planning to find a way to change back, but instead he ends up following Shinsou Hitoshi to the foster home he lives in after hearing some worrying information from the teen himself. Shouta himself was guilty of venting his frustrations to cats, but hearing that Hitoshi would be locked outside in the cold if he was late getting home was just another clue among countless that something was wrong. He has to get back to normal, but he’d be a poor hero and a shit father-to-be if he didn’t follow the kid and make sure he was okay.

Besides, quirks like this usually had a time limit. Right?

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Chapter Four

‘Utterly ridiculous.’ Shouta stared straight ahead with what Hizashi liked to call his ‘talk to me and I’ll kill you myself’ glare. It felt rather appropriate, at the moment, since Shouta was feeling that way about Hitoshi’s ‘parents.’

“Alright, we left a bit late, today, but if we get off this train then we can catch the next one at 7:05 and then I’ll make it to my station just before eight, which is when my curfew is. If we run, though, I think we can make it to my house on time. What do you think?”

Grateful that he didn’t have to watch his words for once, Shouta met Hitoshi’s gaze and puffed himself up as he spoke, ‘I think it’s utterly ridiculous that you have to take three trains one way to get between school and your current home! Your foster parents should have moved you into the dorms the second the option became available to you, Hitoshi, and I’m all the more grateful that we started talking to your caseworker last week!’

His words, as expected, came out as nothing more than the noises a typical cat would make. Shouta wasn’t quite sure what they might have sounded like to anyone listening in, but Hitoshi was laughing and scratching at the ruff of his neck, so at least the kid wasn’t scared of the large, large stray cat that had followed him onto a train and was yelling at him.

“You know, you’re pretty well behaved for a street cat. Did you used to belong to someone?” Hitoshi seemed to be checking his neck for a collar, Shouta half-thinking up a joke about Hizashi before he felt absolute terror seize his heart as he realized he had no idea what had happened to his wedding ring. “I don’t see a collar, but then again, I mean, you are a cat.”

Shouta pulled away from Hitoshi carefully before pushing himself up and bracing his front hands - paws - on the back of the row of seats they were sitting on, angling himself to try and see his reflection in the windows.

The skies were filled with swirling golds and reds and, any other day, Shouta might take a moment to actually appreciate the sight, but as it was he was squirming and shifting until he managed to catch sight of himself, straining his eyes to study the patterns he had on his fur.

It hadn’t taken a genius to figure out that much of his clothing seemed to have been used for his transformation into a cat, minus his goggles and belt which had fallen off of him during the initial fight, but whereas his binding cloth was made primarily of cloth, his ring and the chain it was on was not.

“Oh, I guess you were probably getting bored just sitting here, huh? No worries, we’ll get off this train soon and then you can go off exploring again, or, I guess trying to find your owner, maybe? I mean, you’re really well behaved for an alley cat. You haven’t even bitten me once, yet!” Hitoshi’s hand ruffled his fur again and Shouta caught a glimpse of a silver-colored patch of fur in the shape of a circle that was on his chest before it disappeared under Hitoshi’s fingers.

Sinking down to flop over the seat, Shouta relaxed at Hitoshi’s bright laugh and the knowledge that his ring was, in a way, safe with him. He knew Hizashi wouldn’t have held it against him, but the idea of losing his wedding ring never sat well with him. There was a reason he wore it on a chain that was made of the same metal that was woven throughout this binding cloth.

“Don’t worry, we can get out at the next stop and then you can go off and do your alley cat things. I’m surprised you lasted this long on two trains back-to-back, actually. Did you used to belong to someone who travelled a lot?” Hitoshi’s fingers drifted to scratch under his chin and Shouta did his best to not slump into a limp puddle of delight. If he did, he would never live it down. “Those scars are pretty bad, though… did you used to live in a bad home, too?”

‘Yeah, kid, I used to a long time ago.’ Shouta wanted to do nothing more than pull Hitoshi into a tight hug and let him know that he didn’t have to feel like this anymore; that Shouta could find a place for him that was safe, but instead he was stuck staring up at him from the body of a cat. If this was a lesson in how he should communicate with those around him better, then it was a cruel one. ‘I have a feeling we have more in common than we both thought.’

Hizashi and Shouta had both first seen it back at the Sports Festival. Shinsou Hitoshi was bitter, angry, had a dark quirk, and looked like he hadn’t had a decent night’s sleep in years. He was a kid from General Studies who had been fighting to be seen by heroes and had risked everything to prove that he deserved a spot as much as any of the students with flashy, powerful quirks.

Shouta hadn’t needed to hear Hizashi’s quiet, sharp inhale to know they had both seen the mirror image of who Shouta had been in their first year at U.A. When Shouta had later approached Hitoshi to see if he was serious about becoming a hero, Hitoshi had known who he was right away; he had known Eraserhead right away. He then thought Shouta was there to tell him what he was in trouble for because, as he had said then, the only reason Shouta would talk to him was if he had done something wrong.

The words were so quiet and sharp, and they had made a part of Shouta ache that he hadn’t even realized was still there. It was hardly any wonder why he had taken the kid under his wing and started training him. In the end, it had been impossible not to get attached.

“Come on, kitty, let’s get you off this train.” Hitoshi’s voice snapped him out of his thoughts, Shouta leaping up to follow him as the doors opened. It was amusing to notice how many people jumped out of their way once they saw Shouta. He was really starting to doubt he was just a housecat.

Almost tripping over his paws when Hitoshi suddenly stopped, Shouta blinked as the kid knelt and ran his fingers through some fur on his neck, “Looks like this is where we part ways, kitty. There are some nice alleyways around here, though, and the shopkeepers are all soft on the strays, so you should be okay. I’ll try to visit you this weekend if you stick close by, too.”

‘I can hear Hizashi complaining already about you gaining my bad habits,’ Shouta thought to himself, wishing he could laugh because this kid… Shouta would have to introduce him to some of the strays he looked after once this was over.

“I gotta go, but take care of yourself, okay?” Hitoshi gave him one last smile before heading over to his next train and looking absolutely desolate at the thought of leaving a stray cat behind. It was bad enough that the kid didn’t even notice Shouta was following him even as Shouta was jumping up to sit beside him.

Seeing a perfect moment, and completely unable to help himself, Shouta gave a loud meow, amused when he saw Hitoshi jump and throw a hand to his chest as if trying to stop his heart from escaping. ‘This is why I keep telling you that you need to stay out of your head. You have the tendency to hyper focus instead of paying attention to your surroundings.’

“Jeez,” Hitoshi muttered, moving to scratch him at once. “I can hear Aizawa-sensei lecturing me about staying out of my head already.” Hm. That was probably a rather foolish thing to get emotional over, but Shouta had a feeling that he was rather foolish in general when it came to Hitoshi and Hizashi. “You know, my neighborhood isn’t exactly nice.”

‘Trust me, kid, I know a lot about bad neighborhoods. There’s a reason my patrol route goes through the blocks it does.’ Shouta stretched out a little before dropping down against Hitoshi and actually managing to move him an inch or two over, the teen giving a startled laugh that sounded much better than that world-weary tone Shouta so often heard from him. ‘Don’t worry, kid. If I have my way, you won’t be coming back this way for much longer.’

Hitoshi’s caseworker, when Shouta and Hizashi had met with her, hadn’t known much about him where she had only been given his case that year. While Hizashi had pried the woman for as many details as possible, seeing as he had been in the system himself when young, Shouta had settled for going through all the pages of Shinsou’s file.

As his teachers and employers of a hero school, it was routine to have general access to the files of those in foster care. As prospective foster parents who were properly licensed and looking to formally adopt Hitoshi after a set period of time, they were allowed to look at all of his files.

With how thick Hitoshi’s school file was due to his various ‘fights’ and detentions, Shouta had almost expected something similar with his government folder, but instead it was depressingly small and lacking in information.

The basics were that Shinsou Hitoshi was found at four-years-old wondering a shopping center and unable to find his parents. No one ever claimed him and so he was put into the system. For one year he was registered as being put into a care center with the plan to be put into an orphanage until a foster home could be found.

Six months into that year his quirk was registered as Brainwashing and, after his transfer to the orphanage, all files seemed to stop until he was ten. That was almost six years of missing information. Not only that, but the kid had been bounced between facilities, group homes, foster parents, and everything in between, never staying for more than a year; if that.

The house that Hitoshi was currently living in had been the longest. It was one of the ‘last chance’ homes before the child was sent to a correctional facility. Hitoshi had transferred in a few months before he applied for U.A. and, so far, there had been no serious reported problems besides notes about a lack of discipline and a refusal to behave. Considering this was Hitoshi, who had almost a pathological need to follow whatever instructions he was given, Shouta was willing to believe that that was a load of bullshit.

“Okay. Right. Home.” Hitoshi looked down to Shouta, lightly panting from their run from the train station. It wasn’t hard to see the panic stirring in his eyes as he knelt in front of him. “I know you probably can’t understand me, but I’m not exactly allowed to have pets in this house. I’d love to bring you in, like- I would really love to, but if I do then it’s very possible that they will kill me, and I don’t want to be dead, yet.”

‘Jeez, kid, why the hell do you sound so scared?’ Temporary or no, a child should never sound that scared of their parents. Any child who was afraid of their parent, in any way, well… It never led to good things. ‘I know you can’t understand me, but there is no way in hell I’m leaving you here on your own after hearing all of this.’

Shouta’s lecture, again, came out as grumbling meows. Hitoshi bit his lip and Shouta heard a little mumbled, “But you’re so awesome.” It was one of the few times Hitoshi was acting and sounding like a teenager and Shouta felt no shame in trying to look pathetic in order to at least stick around and watch the house. “Okay. Okay, okay, okay, um- Okay, so, cats are smart, right?”

Standing up, Hitoshi glanced around the area and Shouta took the moment to properly study it. While it wasn’t falling apart, it didn’t exactly seem like the best area to raise a child in. A great deal of houses looked abandoned or condemned and the house they were in front of looked like it was one call away from following the same fate.

“Okay, so my window is the one over there, the second one on the right side of the house, okay? If you go wait over there, I can try and sneak you in, okay? It’ll just be for tonight, though! And you gotta be absolutely quiet. I mean, you seem pretty well-behaved, but they can’t know you’re in my room, but I don’t just want to leave you out here because it’s supposed to be really cold tonight, and it’s not fun to sit out here in the cold, because, trust me, I’ve been there. So, what do you think? One night can’t get me in any trouble, right?”

‘You mumble like Hizashi when he’s stuck on a problem,’ Shouta noted, wishing he could laugh. ‘And you’re like me when I try to justify bringing home a stray.’ Shouta had a feeling that Jelly and Snowball, their own cats, were going to end up having a lot more company once Hitoshi lived with them.

“God, okay, I’m just- I’m an idiot. Here I am going on and on like a cat will actually understand me. This is so stupid!” Swatting at Hitoshi gently to stop him from spiraling, Shouta made sure his attention was on him before walking over to the window he had pointed out to him and sitting himself down underneath it. He absently noted that the grass was withered and almost dead, which gave an even more depressing feeling to the area.

Hitoshi stared at him in shock for a few moments before Shouta saw him beam. All of this running around and being a cat was almost worth it just to see Hitoshi so happy for once, Shouta supposed.

Watching the teen disappear into the house, Shouta felt his ears prick up as he started hearing yelling coming from inside the house. The voice was male and no doubt the foster father, but the angry, spiteful, wrathful tone had Shouta’s new claws digging into the dirt as he tried to stop himself from doing something stupid that would just get Hitoshi in even more trouble.

It was hard not to want to do something when he knew just how quickly that screaming and yelling could change into something much more dangerous. He had a feeling that he knew where a lot of Hitoshi’s quiet, withdrawn behavior came from.

That still left the question as to where those fresh bruises came from. The more Shouta listened to the orders and threats being yelled, though, the more he had a feeling he knew.

He prayed, with everything in him, that he was wrong for once.

#bnha #boku no hero academia #mha #my hero academia #erasermic #to land on your feet

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I am incredibly saddened by all the evidence against Pauley. I've been a fan of NCIS, including Pauley, for many years and I made the terrible mistake of believing her words and believing in her. All the rumors and stories about her ex-husband, numerous assault accusations against several people, mysterious notes falling out of things during an interview, even more mysterious team-ups with people who press charges and later drop them.

I am one of the many people who refused to even look at things from a different perspective. I admit that and I was wrong. In the past couple of days I have spent a lot hours searching the internet for everything I could find, downloaded several things and read them. From Pauley's own accusations, hand written scripts to statements from witnesses and questioned friends of all people involved. I am deeply shocked by what I found out and my own refusal of many years.

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Pauley married Fancis Shivers, also known as Coyote Shivers (he's a musician), in 2000, they seperated in 2004 and obtained their divorce in 2006. Shivers actually worked in the music department of NCIS for a few years.

Pauley and Francis retained a restraining order against his first ex-wife Bebe Buell (Liv Taylor's mom). Pauley herself stated stalking, harassment and threats as her reasons to do so. You can find her court document here:

- Declaration of Pauley Perrett 08-19-2001 (you have to download, it's PDF)

After Pauley and Shivers separated in 2004, Pauley threatened Shivers with ruining his life by doing to him what SHE wrote in a script from a couple of years ago (I think 2 or so years before they split). The script she wrote is called "Star Crazy". I posted the 3 screencaps of her handwritten script idea. Some parts were highlighted but you can also download it here:

- Star Crazy -highlighted (PDF)

Here are statements from Blaire Barnette, who was acquainted with both Perrette and Shivers, and who by coincidence is also the individual who served Perrette with Shivers’ divorce petition.

"In November 2004 I visited Francis Shivers at his house on Whitley Terrace. There he told me about the extramarital affair his wife “Pauley” had with a boy she would only describe as the “pizza boy.” He said she was terrified of her sex scandal being exposed and made very frightening threats about what she would do if he ever told anybody. He then showed me a script Pauley wrote and explained that Pauley threatened she would do this to him."

The script was entitled “Star Crazy” and a basic outline of the plot almost reads like a plagiarized version of precisely what has happened to Francis Shivers in the aftermath of his divorce from Perrette, with the sole caveat that it was written by Perrette two years before any of this started manifesting in real life.

There's more from Blaire Barnette, who recalls what happened in relation to the day that she served Pauley Perrette with the divorce papers, and Perrette’s ensuing allegations:

"I later recall reading court papers where Pauley lied to the court and said I stalked her and assaulted her, and that I punched her in the chest and she suffered a sore chest from the attack. Nothing could be further from the truth. Pauley was served and that is all. It was photographed and witnessed. It was at this point I really saw the “Star Crazy” at work, completely lying to a court, falsely accusing me of assault, just to further her vindictive goals."

Then there are statements from Lisa Lynch. She was Pauley's best friend for years, they even got matching tattoos on some point:

"I have been present when Ms. Perrette broke up with lovers in her past, and I can say she has a history of vindictive actions toward them, when none was warranted. In particular, I recall her stealing the cat of her ex-boyfriend Daniel Rivas, and then when he wanted to take her to court about this, Ms. Perrette filled out the paperwork for a restraining order in Retaliation."

Here's Lisa Lynch's court declaration from 2006: - Declaration Of Lisa Lynch 09-17-2006 (PDF)

At this point, it is to mention that Pauley claimed to have caught Daniel Rivas in bed having sex with his own sister. Years later, she helped him getting job on NCIS. Coincidence? His career suffered a lot after her accusations.

I could write so much more but I think you can do the rest on your own now. I'm so disappointed in Pauley. But even more so, I'm so disappointed in myself for never having done this research before, for blindly believing her.

Anywas: Here's a list of court documentations you can download:

[1]Court Transcript 01-31-2005

[2]Declaration of Pauley Perrett 08-19-2001

[3]Declaration Of Lisa Lynch 09-17-2006

[4]Declaration Of Jason Fishbein 02-05-2007

[5]Declaration Of Blair Barnette 02-04-2007

[6]Star Crazy -highlighted

And my sources:

- https://nypost.com/2013/03/24/ncis-star-accused-of-waging-vindictive-campaign-against-ex-husband/

- https://www.avoiceformen.com/restraining-order-terrorism/a-catalog-of-avfm-articles-on-the-shiversperrette-case/ (you can find a detailed list of the articles they did on Pauley/Shivers, it's a lot to read but it is eye opening)

- http://gotnews.com/topic/pauley-perrette/ (check out each link and read them)

- https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tBZXs8YxJ6w&feature=youtu.be&t=1m34s (this is a video. About 4:50 you can see the original video of Pauley admitting to "Star Crazy". Her reaction is interesting.

I'm sorry to all who feel offended by me posting this but: it appears that Pauley not only accuses random people of abuse/attack/assaults (the homeless men) but that she seems to plan certain actions like accusing people. This fits with her recent tweets which shocked me deeply because I seriously believed her. My first reaction was shock, anger at whoever did this to her but after learning about her past accusations, I cannot just simply believe anything she tells us.

She wrote that script "Star Crazy" and years later she began to live it. All the charities she supports, she does it for the wrong reasons and not because she believes in them.

15 years for me of supporting her, believing and respecting her now leave me feeling foolish, used and upset. We will probably never know who the poor man from NCIS was/is, she is accusing this time but I can't believe a single word she says. Not anymore.

#Pauley Perrette #NCIS

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Fantastic Four Vol 1 #196

Sun Aug 25 2019 [01:53 PM] Wack'd: Normally I don't post covers but there's a lot going on here

[01:53 PM] Bocaj: A lot to unpack [01:54 PM] Wack'd: So for the record [01:55 PM] Wack'd: What actually happened was that Skrulls abducted Franklin Storm out of prison, replaced him with a Skrull. Skrull Storm then broke out of prison and claimed he'd given himself superpowers and was now a supervillain [01:55 PM] Wack'd: "The Invincible Man" [01:56 PM] Wack'd: When the Four figured out the truth, the Skrulls send Franklin Storm back with a gun strapped to his chest, but rather than murder his kids he dropped to the floor so the gunshot would rebound on him [01:56 PM] Wack'd: So, uh, no. By no metric did Sue and Johnny "murder" him [01:57 PM] Wack'd: This was all back in the 60s which I read a fucktillion years ago in 2016 so I hope that recap helped [01:57 PM] Bocaj: That sure is nonsense [01:58 PM] Wack'd: In fairness. Not bad revenge for being tricked by a comic book and having your soldiers turned into cows [01:58 PM] Bocaj: Fair [01:59 PM] Wack'd: So anyway Reed is in a hypnosis chamber to have his will broken so he'll kill his friends [01:59 PM] Wack'd: When his new bosses said that there was free mental health treatment I don't think this is what Reed had in mind [02:01 PM] Bocaj: Truly businesses supporting mental health hasn't gotten any better since the 70s... [02:01 PM] Wack'd: This mystery man who may or may not be Franklin Storm somehow has cannibalized Psycho-Man's suit for more effective hypnosis. You might remember him from the Four 1967 annual [02:01 PM] Wack'd: Also other stuff [02:03 PM] Wack'd: Also his assistant is Hauptmann, from the 85-87 arc where Doom tries to trap the Four in Latveria forever [02:03 PM] Wack'd: I really should be keeping a running list of who's been doing the most cannibalizing from the 60s [02:03 PM] Wack'd: Because jesus fuck have we been on a continuity kick lately [02:04 PM] Wack'd: BACK TO HOLLYWOOD [02:05 PM] Wack'd: Sue tries desperately to pretend she's had a single meaningful conversation with Johnny since 1964

[02:06 PM] Bocaj:

"Hey.... you" "Its me, Johnny! The loveable rascal! Your brother!" "Right right right of course!" -to Reed- "I have no idea who that is"

[02:06 PM] Wack'd: I'd like to nominate Keith Pollard for worst-ever drawing of any child, ever

[02:06 PM] Bocaj: Kill it with fire [02:07 PM] Wack'd: Maybe Pollard is just...bad at art?

[02:08 PM] Wack'd: The coloring isn't helping though [02:08 PM] Umbramatic: oh god [02:08 PM] maxwellelvis: I was about to say [02:08 PM] maxwellelvis: Good lord! First-phase Liefeld's Syndrome! [02:10 PM] Wack'd: Something I haven't mentioned is that Agatha is now Franklin Richards' live-in nanny which, I think, would probably have been a smarter writing choice from the beginning [02:10 PM] Bocaj: Oh so she returned to the job? [02:10 PM] Wack'd: It was always kinda weird that Reed and Sue had to shlep out to Agatha's house to see their kid [02:10 PM] Bocaj: This must have been around the time she told Wanda 'I've taught you all I can, laters' [02:10 PM] Wack'd: Yeah since New Salem and also her house got got she's been following around Sue and Franklin, including to Hollywood [02:12 PM] Wack'd: So Sue, Ben, and Johnny go sightseeing, and talk about reforming the team. Only problem is convincing Reed [02:12 PM] Wack'd: They arrive on the Walk of Fame, and--

[02:12 PM] Wack'd: I am officially declaring Pollard the worst [02:13 PM] maxwellelvis: AHH! ART ATTACK! [02:13 PM] Umbramatic: my eyes [02:13 PM] maxwellelvis: THE ART IS COMING RIGHT AT US! [02:14 PM] Wack'd: Ben tries to get an autograph but is shoed away by cops [02:14 PM] Wack'd: Who think he's a guy in a costume because Let's Make Another Deal™ is shooting across the street [02:15 PM] Wack'd: Okay, I laughed

[02:16 PM] Bocaj: Hah [02:16 PM] Wack'd: *Alex Ross goes on to use this panel as the basis for his drawings of Sue and Johnny* [02:16 PM] Bocaj: To choose which celebrities they look like? [02:16 PM] Wack'd: Yes [02:16 PM] Wack'd: Dats da joke [02:17 PM] Bocaj: Is it a joke? I thought you were seriously imparting trivia [02:18 PM] Wack'd: It was a joke, I can't actually name the celebrities off the top of my head that Alex Ross picks, sorry [02:18 PM] Wack'd: So the scenes from the cover happen but they're hallucinated in the middle of this lovely restaurant [02:19 PM] Wack'd: Also, this

[02:20 PM] Wack'd: So apparently this was all a battle in the center of the mind not in physical space. Sue, Johnny, and Ben lose, allowing Invincible Man to extract them from the restaurant [02:21 PM] Wack'd: Just another day in Hollyweird, lol

[02:22 PM] Wack'd: So back at Reed's new job, it turns out Invisible Man was--REED! [02:22 PM] Wack'd: He was hypnotized [02:23 PM] Bocaj: 😐 [02:23 PM] Bocaj: Another Evil Reed? [02:23 PM] Wack'd: But then he snaps out of it and gets angry so they're all thrown in a dungeon [02:23 PM] Bocaj: Another Evil But Its Not His Fault Honest Reed?? [02:23 PM] Wack'd: YEP [02:23 PM] Bocaj: Weird trend lately [02:23 PM] Wack'd: I know, right? [02:25 PM] Wack'd: I maintain that Wein was throwing a hissy fit over the idea of Reed having character flaws. But Wein is gone, and it's a weird grudge for two consecutive writers to hold, especially when the divorce arc has been over for like 45 issues [02:26 PM] Bocaj: Maybe the current writer is just copying Wein [02:26 PM] Wack'd: Maybe [02:27 PM] ThreeOfFour: someone tell The Maker he isn't special [02:27 PM] Wack'd: So anyway Reed agrees to go back to work because otherwise his friends die I guess [02:28 PM] Bocaj: Hey, the Maker. You're not special [02:29 PM] Wack'd: ...this guy hasn't appeared before this issue so I'm not sure why I'm supposed to care here

[02:30 PM] Wack'd: I actually went back and checked just now to see if this guy was in other issues at Reed's new job and no, he's not, Wolfman introduced to this supposedly important character just to make a joke about the fact that he's not important [02:31 PM] Wack'd: The beginning of the issue kind of implies that he's the mysterious man in chair? But there's a panel later on that implies it's Doom, so [02:32 PM] Wack'd: So this is what Reed's been working on

[02:32 PM] Bocaj: The set of a high budget fantasy movie? [02:32 PM] Wack'd: These mirrors are so powerful that they will drive you insane if you look at them with your eyes open, and even with your eyes closed it's not great [02:32 PM] Bocaj: why [02:33 PM] Wack'd: I guess this is what they thought solar power would be like in 1978 [02:34 PM] Wack'd: The Red-Haired Man is also planning on getting Reed his stretching back for some reason [02:35 PM] Wack'd: Back in the dungeon, Sue uses her force fields to break the team's shackle and the--okay

[02:35 PM] Wack'd: I know Janet has that whole speech about how when you focus on power sets and not what each personality brings to the team, you don't build something that lasts as long as the Avengers do [02:36 PM] Wack'd: That said I'm kinda feeling like Sue can do everything Reed could with far less threat of bodily harm [02:36 PM] Bocaj: But can she be a giant asshole who tells the others what to do all the time? [02:36 PM] Wack'd: Fair [02:37 PM] Wack'd: Also why are so many artists convinced Sue's powers come from her forehead [02:37 PM] Bocaj: That’s where psychic powers come from [02:39 PM] Wack'd: I should probably take a moment to point out the interior blue highlights on Sue's powers, an embellishment that will gradually lead to more dynamic illustrations and the eventual obsolescence of the classic dotted-line look

[02:40 PM] Umbramatic: Sue's slow evolution into one of the most powerful people in Marvel pleases me [02:41 PM] Wack'd: Anyway no sooner do they escape then they are immediately re-captured by Doom, who let them escape because they are powerless and he is great and yada yada yada [02:42 PM] Umbramatic: DOOOOOOM [02:43 PM] Bocaj: "There would be no plot if DOOM did not allow you fools to escape"

#1978 #Marv Wolfman #Keith Pollard #The Main Book

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