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Not Enough Time | Deidara x Obito

Title: Not Enough Time For: Tracy Summary: Obito has tried to reject the idea of his soulmate for years, but as the day approaches closer he can’t deny the growing curiosity. Requested Word Count: 2000 Final Word Count: 2015 Rating: G Tags: Deidara x Obito, male x male pairing, soulmate AU, soulmate - timer AU View on A03 | Commission Me | Tip A Writer

Not Enough Time | Deidara x Obito

The timer has been there for as long as Obito can remember. When he was a child, he sat down and carefully, if a bit simply, told why it was there. His grandmother had filled him with idealizations and stories of finding his soulmate. She tried to make it something for him to look forward to and to not be discouraged by long numbers. He listened for what seemed like hours to stories of how she met her soulmate, how his parents met. He still remembers each story very well. It almost worked - it would have worked - until all of the other kids ignored him because they couldn’t read his timer; if it was not happening anytime soon, it did not matter.

As he got older, especially in high school, they explained it in more detail - followed afterward about sexual education. He paid more attention to the former than the later, he will admit.

The timer on his wrist, they had explained, counts down to when he will meet his soulmate. Like him, it is something that everyone has. They still did not explain as well as he had hoped though. No explanations as to why it was there. No questions were asked other than the typical high schooler questions of what if my soulmate is ugly? Which was reassured with it’s your soulmate, you’ll be paired with someone you will love. All ‘reassurances’ felt so empty to him, rehearsed and expected answers that were expected of adults that never actually answered anything; he never got a chance, or the courage, to ask the questions on his mind.

No one else seemed to have the same hesitation that he did. He first noticed this when some of his friends in high school ended up meeting their soulmate; some of the lucky ones had even met their soulmate as children. Always happy. Always excited. Always I have been waiting for you, you are just as I imagined. You are everything I have ever dreamed of. You are even more beautiful than I hoped for.

There was always rumors and chatter about each other’s timers, who may end up who if their timers were even a little bit similar. Some rumors are more scandalous than others. Some of them, ones whose numbers were short and easy to predict, did not even bother trying to date in high school, waiting for their ‘ one true love’. Others liked to dabble, to get experience so they knew what to do when they finally met them; those ones usually had decently long numbers with hopes of meeting their soulmates in college. There never seemed to be that much of a market for kids who just wanted to date; it was seen as pointless if they were not your soulmate (now being in the city, he is sure that most of that was small town thinking). So any hopes he had of gaining the sort of experience had hoped to were shot down fast.

Growing up, none of it ever reassured him the way he thought it would. Seeing so many soulmates meet and suddenly, viola, they are together the next day. Surely, if it worked for everyone else it would work for him, wouldn’t it? Then again, he never was like anyone else in other categories. Never athletic enough. Never good-looking enough. Never enough.

Instead he just grew anxious. He never understood the hype. The numbers on his wrist felt too long and the longer he had to wait, the more he grew sure that even his soulmate would not want him. What if he was not ‘everything his soulmate dreamed of?’ What if he was not ‘what they expected?’ What if he didn’t want to be suddenly with someone just because of his timer? What if he doesn’t like them? Or what if they don’t like him?

Or worse, Obito was sure that his soulmate had to be a man. What if they were expecting a girl or someone else?

Obito has learned, with time, that the best way to not be anxious about something was to simply not care about it.

Now, even at twenty-five years old, Obito still does not worry too much about his timer; or at least, he tries not to. He ignores it for the longest time, going as far as wearing sleeves or jewelry that covers the timer. He puts it into the back of his mind, trying his best to not even check how much time is left. If he pretends that it is not there, maybe it will not come true or maybe it will go away all together.

But at his age, the timer is quickly approaching its end. The last time he checked it, he nearly spilled his coffee realizing that it would happen so soon. Four days, five hours, six minutes, 45 seconds. It felt surreal that so much time had passed. That the number that seemed so far away, so out of reach as a small child, is finally approaching. He almost took off work for the rest of the week, just so he could stay home and lock himself away where he can’t possibly run into anyone. His boss, however, had very different plans that led him working so much overtime that he stressed about meeting his soulmate through work.

Of course, this was four days ago. Now, he has no idea how much time is left on his timer. A few hours maybe? Minutes? He bites at the inner cheek of his mouth. He taps his fingers against his desk. It takes all he can to not look at the timer obsessively all through the work day. He tries his best to focus instead, on all the work piling up in front of him.

But just as he is about to clock out for work, heart beating against his chest, he can no longer resist the temptation to look. His hands shake as he lifts up the edge of his sleeve, carefully moving his watch just enough for a small peek at the numbers.

15 minutes. 45 seconds.

He gags, glancing at the watch as if that may have a different time. He thinks wildly about what it is he is about to do and where to go. Will he meet them on the subway? No, he won’t make it there in time. Will he meet them at the coffee shop that he goes to on his way home? Maybe. Hopefully he won’t end up meeting them by accidently spilling something on them. Will it be someone just coming into the building as he is leaving?

Will his soulmate see him and leave? Get mad that it’s him? Will they be disappointed? Turn him away before he even has a chance?

Or will the timer hit zero and he will be walking down an empty street with no one in sight.

Just as his panic is reaching its peek, he hears his boss’ voice over the intercom calling him to the office. He quickly gathers himself together, fixes his tie, runs his fingers through his hair and hopes that there are no signs of his internal struggle.

The only good news, among all this chaos, in this situation is that he already knows his boss, which means the likelihood of meeting someone in his office is slim… right?

He tries his best to listen to his boss, he really does. Every word, however, goes in one ear and out the other. If he gets anything out of this, it is that he never quite got the chance to clock out so at very least he is getting paid for the long tangent that his boss rambles on.

He normally isn’t so disconnected from work like this - and admittedly, if it was something positive, he would be much more interested - but all he can think about is the timer on his wrist, ticking away while he sits in the office. He keeps an eye on the clock behind his boss, counting the minutes passing by, and the longer he waits, the more convinced he is that he was right that he never even had a soulmate to begin with.

Leave it to him to be the one whose timer goes off while his boss is rambling mad.

“-But,” his boss takes a deep breath - the first one in what feels like forever, “I have to say that your performance is exactly what this company needs which is why I’ll leave it to you to train our new associate. I trust that you’ll instill the same work ethic to him.”

“He will be completing his six week internship first,” his boss continues, “Then hopefully, we can add him as a permanent hire. With your training of him, we hope that can happen.”

Obito’s eyes widen, an immediate sense of panic rushing over him. He tries his best to cover it up as his boss stands to let someone into the room. He takes that moment to glance at the timer on his wrist. 10 seconds.

Whomever is walking through that door will be his soulmate - or should be, at least. He wonders if their timer will be going off any second now. He stands, double checks that his shirt is tucked in perfectly to make a good impression, and faces the door.

“Please welcome Mister Deidara onto the team.”

A man struts in, almost idly as if he is not nearly as concerned about the situation as Obito is. Blonde hair pulled back into a professional ponytail, sharp blue eyes glancing at his own wrist. Obito swallows thickly, not quite expecting him to get so lucky as to get someone so good looking. He can feel his face warming and hopes that no one else can hear his heart beating against his chest like a hard drum.

“Huh, what do you know,” Deidara says easily as he watches his timer hit zero before glancing up to meet Obito’s nervous gaze. It takes everything for Obito to stand still as Deidara gets closer to him, a flirtatious smile on his lips. Obito wonders if this is just a set up before Deidara does something like hit him or push him away. He braces himself for the worst, but it never quite comes.

Instead, Deidara looks Obito over carefully, lingering on certain aspects. The smile never wavers. If not for their boss not far off, who has kindly given the pair a bit of space, Deidara may have done or said something more dramatic.

“Look at you…” Deidara states instead, “Well, you’re quite the piece of art, aren’t you?”

He leans in closely, his mouth just by Obitio’s ear as he whispers, “ An absolute, ultimate piece of art.”

Obito’s blush reaches his ears and he tries not to scream when he feels Deidara’s breath against his neck. He almost jumps out of his skin, forgetting how to breathe for a moment as he tries to get his heart under control.

“Obito,” Obito shoves his hand out to greet him, nearly hitting the other man in the chest. He flinches at just how forced his greeting is and the fact that he can not think of anything else to do or say. He figures that his name is a decent start.

Deidara looks at him amused; Obito is thankful that at least the other man has not outright rejected him or worse, ran away. He imagines that it would not look good in front of his boss if he is the reason they lost the new hire. He will be lucky if this whole situation does not get him fired. Actually - he will be lucky if this situation turns out well at all for any of them. Especially him.

Obito holds his breath, waiting anxiously for an answer. Finally, Deidara takes his hand. Obito hopes that his palm is not too sweaty, not too clammy, but Deidara doesn’t seem phased as he grips his hand in a firm handshake.

“Nice to finally meet you,” Deidara grins, “Sorry it took so long.”

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Mysteries & Detective Fiction: recommendations

Pretty as a Picture by Elizabeth Little

Marissa Dahl, a shy but successful film editor, travels to a small island off the coast of Delaware to work with the legendary--and legendarily demanding--director Tony Rees on a feature film with a familiar logline. Some girl dies. It's not much to go on, but the specifics don't concern Marissa. Whatever the script is, her job is the same. She'll spend her days in the editing room, doing what she does best: turning pictures into stories. But she soon discovers that on this set, nothing is as it's supposed to be--or as it seems. There are rumors of accidents and indiscretions, of burgeoning scandals and perilous schemes. Half the crew has been fired. The other half wants to quit. Even the actors have figured out something is wrong. And no one seems to know what happened to the editor she was hired to replace. Then she meets the intrepid and incorrigible teenage girls who are determined to solve the real-life murder that is the movie's central subject, and before long, Marissa is drawn into the investigation herself. The only problem is, the killer may still be on the loose. And he might not be finished.

The Holdout by Graham Moore

In this twisty tale from Moore (The Sherlockian), the Academy Award-winning screenwriter of The Imitation Game, young juror Maya Seale is convinced that African American high school teacher Bobby Nock is innocent of killing the wealthy white female student with whom he appears to have been involved and persuades her fellow jurors likewise. Ten years later, a true-crime docuseries reassembles the jurors, and Maya, now a defense attorney, must prove her own innocence when one of them is found dead in Maya's room.

Death in Focus by Anne Perry

In the start of an all-new mystery series set in pre-World War II Europe, an intrepid young photographer carries her dead lover's final, world-shattering message into the heart of Berlin as Hitler ascends to power. On vacation from London on the beautiful Italian coast, twenty-eight-year-old Elena Standish and her older sister, Margot, have finally been able to move on from the lasting trauma of the Great War, in which the newly married Margot lost her husband and the sisters their beloved brother. Touring with her camera in hand, Elena has found new inspiration in the striking Italian landscape, and she's met an equally striking man named Ian. When Ian has to leave unexpectedly, Elena--usually the more practical of the sisters--finds she's not ready to part from him, and the two share a spontaneous train trip home to England. But a shocking sequence of events disrupts their itinerary, forcing Elena to personally deliver a message to Berlin on Ian's behalf, one that could change the fate of Europe. Back home, Elena's diplomat father and her secretive grandfather--once head of MI6, unbeknownst to his family--are involved in their own international machinations. Worried when Elena still hasn't returned from Italy, her grandfather starts to connect the dots between her change in plans and an incident in Berlin, where Adolf Hitler and the Third Reich are on the rise. It seems the message Elena delivered has forced her into a dangerous predicament, and her grandfather's old contacts from MI6 may be the only people who can get her out alive--if Elena can tell the difference between her allies and her enemies.

Village of the Lost Girls by Agustín Martínez

A breath-taking missing persons thriller set under the menacing peaks of the Pyrenees

Five years after their disappearance, the village of Monteperdido still mourns the loss of Ana and Lucia, two eleven-year-old friends who left school one afternoon and were never seen again. Now, Ana reappears unexpectedly inside a crashed car, wounded but alive.

The case reopens and a race against time begins to discover who was behind the girls' kidnapping. Most importantly, where is Lucia and is she still alive?

Inspector Sara Campos and her boss Santiago Bain, from Madrid's head office, are forced to work with the local police. Five years ago fatal mistakes were made in the investigation conducted after the girls first vanished, and this mustn't happen again. But Monteperdido has rules of its own.

Death in Her Hands by Ottessa Moshfegh

A novel of haunting metaphysical suspense about an elderly widow whose life is upturned when she finds a cryptic note on a walk in the woods that ultimately makes her question everything about her new home. While on her normal daily walk with her dog in the forest woods, our protagonist comes across a note, handwritten and carefully pinned to the ground with a frame of stones. "Her name was Magda. Nobody will ever know who killed her. It wasn't me. Here is her dead body". Our narrator is deeply shaken; she has no idea what to make of this. She is new to area, having moved her from her longtime home after the death of her husband, and she knows very few people. And she's a little shaky even on best days. Her brooding about this note quickly grows into a full-blown obsession, and she begins to devote herself to exploring the possibilities of her conjectures about who this woman was and how she met her fate. Her suppositions begin to find echoes in the real world, and with mounting excitement and dread, the fog of mystery starts to form into a concrete and menacing shape. But as we follow her in her investigation, strange dissonances start to accrue, and our faith in her grip on reality weakens, until finally, just as she seems be facing some of the darkness in her own past with her late husband, we are forced to face the prospect that there is either a more innocent explanation for all this or a much more sinister one - one that strikes closer to home.

They Wish They Were Us by Jessica Goodman

A murder mystery set against the backdrop of an exclusive prep school on Long Island. In Gold Coast, Long Island, everything from the expensive downtown shops to the manicured beaches, to the pressed uniforms of Jill Newman and her friends, looks perfect. But as Jill found out three years ago, nothing is as it seems. Freshman year Jill's best friend, the brilliant, dazzling Shaila Arnold, was killed by her boyfriend. After that dark night on the beach, Graham confessed, the case was closed, and Jill tried to move on. Now, it's Jill's senior year and she's determined to make it her best yet. After all, she's a senior and a Player--a member of Gold Coast Prep's exclusive, not-so-secret secret society. Senior Players have the best parties, highest grades and the admiration of the entire school. This is going to be Jill's year. She's sure of it. But when Jill starts getting texts proclaiming Graham's innocence, her dreams of the perfect senior year start to crumble. If Graham didn't kill Shaila, who did? Jill is vows to find out, but digging deeper could mean putting her friendships, and her future, in jeopardy.

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Maika Sakuranomiya Character Bio (Blend S)

Age: 16

Occupation: High School Girl; Waitress at Cafe Stile

Family: Father, Mother, Aika Sakuranomiya (older sister), Kōichi Sakuranomiya (older brother)

Likes: Foreign Countries, sweets, not looking scary, her job, learning about non-Japanese cultures, having friends, animals, camping, making Dino happy, her family, playing old games.

Dislikes: Her scary eyes, being sadistic, hurting others, R18 magazines, Japanese culture (got bored of it at age 5), being misunderstood, being forced to cosplay in revealing clothes, being alone, her siblings being too fussy and forceful.

Voice Actor: Azumi Waki (Japanese)

Description

Maika Sakuranomiya is one of the main characters of the manga and anime, Blend S. Maika is a high school girl whose dream is to travel to foreign countries in the near future. To achieve this dream, she tries to find a part-time job...but has no success due to her face becoming unintentionally scary. That is, until, she is given a job at a character cafe called: Stile. However, there is a catch: She has to play a sadistic character...much to her dismay. Despite that, however, she befriends the employees of the cafe and meets many, interesting people who come into the cafe.

Personality

Maika is a very sweet, kind and caring girl who is also a bit innocent and naive. Growing up, she lived in a traditional-Japanese home with her parents and older brother and sister. Maika has a very kind heart and is willing to help others. When she feels as though she has hurt or offended anyone, she will apologize profusely. Because of her innocence and kindness, she does not like playing a sadistic character for work. However, she will practice being sadistic due to her dedication to her job.

Maika hates how her face becomes sadistic whenever she smiles or frowns, as it makes people and animals afraid of her. When in her sadistic character, Maika sounds harsh and gives the customer mean glares...much to their delight. Because of her natural-sadistic look, Maika had little confidence in herself and believed that no one would ever hire her because of her face. But after being hired to play a sadistic waitress at the cafe, ‘Stile’, Maika has grown more confident and is happy to have met people who love her sadistic appearance.

Maika is a bit oblivious to certain, modern day things such as video games, cosplaying, and manga. But after spending time with her co-workers, Maika becomes more knowledgeable about these things and enjoys going to arcades with her friends. Maika does become flustered when one of her friends has her cosplay as a Magical Girl character, or as a dominatrix when undergoing training to become more sadistic. Maika also becomes flustered when she sees something sexual, and can even go into shock from it.

Ever since she was 5 years old, she has been fascinated with foreign cultures, especially American and European ones. She loves anything non-Japanese to the point that she wished she had been born with blonde hair and blue eyes. She even wanted to place a chimney in her house so she could capture Santa Clause, and had her first crush on the mascot of an American chicken restaurant. Though she appears to have a wealthy family, she wants to earn her own money so that she can travel to other countries in the future.

Relationships

Parents: Not much is known about Maika’s parents, though they appear to be strict but loving parents towards Maika. They both dress and act in a traditional, Japanese manner. When Maika was a child, she would often cause them stress and worry with her growing obsession for foreign countries. For example: She wanted to dye her hair blond to look like a cute foreigner...but her parents thought that she wanted to become a delinquent and talked her out of it. Her father is the reason for Maika’s love for foreign countries, as he brought a foreign associate to his home when Maika was 5 years old, and she would not stop staring at him until she was thrown out of the room. It is unknown what her family does for work...though they appear to be quite wealthy and even have bodyguards for their children. It is likely that they know about Maika’s job and her friendship with her coworkers, as they gave her a giant tuna to give to them during their bbq. They do not seem against Maika wanting to travel to foreign countries, likely meaning that they grew used to her love for foreigners over time.

Aika and Koichi Sakuranomiya: Aika is Maika’s older sister and Koichi is her older brother. Like their parents, the two of them dress and act in a traditional, Japanese manner. The two of them love Maika very much, as they were both very happy when they learned that she had friends (It’s likely that Maika did not have many friends growing up). Like Maika, they also have natural-sadistic expressions and tendencies...though they are more afraid Maika’s sadistic look, especially when she is mad. Because Maika is their ‘little sister’, they are quite protective of her. For example: When Aika visited Maika at work and saw her cry, she pulled out a sword towards Dino, whom she thought the reason that Maika was crying. But after the misunderstanding had been cleared up, she quickly apologized for her actions. Aika and Koichi believe that Dino is Maika’s boyfriend, and try to make him feel welcomed by giving him Japanese hard cookies...which are way too hard to eat. Though they both appear elegant and mature, they can become quite emotional when it’s about Maika.

Dino: Dino is the chef and manager of the cafe, Stile. Dino is a 26 year old, Italian man who fell in love with Maika the moment he first laid eyes on her. Unlike other people who saw Maika’s sadistic face, Dino fell in love with her and hired her to play a sadistic waitress at his cafe. Dino is a very positive man who can become hysterical when it comes to Maika. Dino loves Japanese culture and often stays up late watching anime after work. Despite being the owner of Stile, Dino is often bossed around by two of his employees, Koyo Akizuki and Mafuyu Hoshikawa, due to him often falling asleep during the day and having a bit of childish behavior as well. Dino and Maika are very close friends, though Maika is oblivious to Dino’s crush on her...even though he is terrible at hiding his feelings for her. Maika is grateful towards Dino for hiring her at his cafe, though wishes that she didn’t have to play a sadistic character as part of her job. Dino loves both Maika’s kind and sadistic side, and often has fantasies about them being a couple. Dino often fails at confessing his love to Maika, but does not give-up and will still try to tell her how he feels. Unlike Koro and Mafuyu, Maika does not mind Dino falling asleep and will try to comfort him whenever he is upset. Their friends want them to become a couple and find their interactions entertaining to watch.

Kaho Hinata: Kaho is a 17 year old girl who works at Stile, where she plays a tsundere character. Though Kaho plays a tsundere while working, she is actually an energetic girl who loves to play video games, is a champion at arcade games, and is very kind towards others. Kaho is one of Maika’s best friends and is the one who introduces Maika to arcade and video games. Kaho often helps Maika with work and enjoys hanging out with her and Mafuyu outside of work. Whenever customers are playing games at the cafe, Kaho will play with them while acting like a tsundere...which is the only time she acts like an actual tsundere. Maika sees her as a good friend and acts like a sister towards her. Like their coworkers, Kaho is not afraid of Maika’s sadistic look and thinks that she is a natural at her job. Whenever Maika is in shock or remembering something bad, Kaho will try to snap her out of it. It is likely that Kaho has a crush on her coworker, Koyo, who is an actual tsundere that she based her character off of.

Mafuyu Hoshikawa: Mafuyu is a 20 year old college student who works at Stile. Mafuyu plays a ‘little sister’ character at work, calling the male customers ‘big brother’ and acting like a doting sister. However...she is actually a straight faced, sharp-tongued and strict girl who is the more dominant one at Stile. Despite her small size, she is quite strong and is able to make Dino crumble in fear before her. When Maika first saw her, she thought that Mafuyu was a child...but was flicked in the head by Mafuyu who knew what she was thinking. Maika and Mafuyu get along well as both coworkers and friends. Maika has a lot of respect for Mafuyu, and treats her like an adult instead of a child. Despite being very serious and hardworking, she is also a bit of an otaku like Dino and Kaho. Mafuyu likes to dress-up Maika as a character from a Magical Girl anime, whom Maika slightly resembles. Mafuyu takes great pride in how popular her character at work is, but does wish to be seen as an adult outside of work. Mafuyu lives with her parents and younger brother (who is taller than her), and has always wanted a little sister. She has thought about having a boyfriend...but would rather that the man liked her true persona instead of her fake one.

Miu Amano: Miu is a 22 year old doujinshi artist. Miu had accidentally left a magazine featuring adult rated content at the cafe, and then applied for a part-time job there the next day. She revealed herself to be the creator of that magazine, which made Maika go into shock for quite a while. She decided to work at Stile to find inspiration for her next, original work. After being hired, she took on a ‘big sister’ persona. She is very kind, but also has a wild imagination when it comes to ideas for romance doujinshi...which are quite perverted and sadistic. Maika sees her as a positive role model and tries to be more like a sister figure while working...but still ends up being sadistic without meaning to. Maika’s relationship with Dino inspired Miu to create an original series about a cute but sadistic maid (based off of Maika), and a handsome but cowardly butler (based off of Dino). Miu sees Maika and Dino as her greatest inspirations, and even gets inspiration from her coworkers as well. Miu will often start drawing when she gets an idea for an original doujinshi.

Hideri Kanzaki: Hideri is a 16 year old boy who becomes the newest employee at Stile. At first, everyone believed that Hideri was a girl who had a boyish personality. That is, until, Dino revealed that Hideri was actually a cross-dressing boy. Hideri’s work persona is that of a female idol, as his reason for working at Stile is so he can practice being one. Hideri originally worked at his family’s farm, and was supposed to take over the family farm when he was older. However, he hated working on the farm and wanted to become an idol instead. Hideri decided to move to the city and dressed as a girl as part of his journey to becoming an idol. Hideri knows about Dino’s feelings for Maika and will tease him about it, but Hideri does want Maika to know about Dino’s feelings for her. Hideri and Maika get along well and become good friends. Despite acting and dressing feminine, there are some moments that imply that Hideri may have a crush on Maika...but does not act upon them and still tries to help Dino confess to her. Hideri’s real, boyish voice only comes out when he is upset about something. The customers are unaware that he is really a boy and believe that he is a girl.

Koyo Akizuki: Koyo is a 21 year old chef who works as a chef at Stile. Koyo is a male tsundere who is often working alongside Dino in the kitchen. Like his coworkers, Koyo is not afraid of Maika’s sadistic face and even praises her for her work performance. Koyo can become both easily angered and flustered, and will act like a tsundere. He wishes that more women would come to the cafe, since all of their customers are usually men. He is a bit of an otaku who likes Yuri (lesbian manga), and wishes to see Yuri scenarios in real life. Maika tried to help make Koyo’s fantasy come true by sharing parfaits with Kaho in order to make him happy. He takes his job seriously and will yell when no one is doing their work...though he mostly does this with Dino. Koyo wants Maika to know how Dino feels about her, and is willing to help him. He is a fan of Miu’s work...but she often imagines him in Boy’s Love scenarios. There are many hints that Koyo has a crush on Kaho, and that he tries to hide that he does care about her.

Owner: Owner is a stray dog whom Maika found while her way to work. He is a large dog who appears to be a husky mixed. Maika feels a strong connection to Owner, as they both have the same kind of eyes...which made Maika believe that that was why he was abandoned. Maika was unable to take Owner home due to her siblings not liking dogs, and no one else could take him in due to their homes not allowing pets. However, it was soon decided that Owner would stay with Dino, as his apartment was located above the cafe. Despite Dino not wanting to have Owner live with him, he could not resist Maika’s plead and agreed to take him in. Since then, Owner has live with Dino and has actually helped improve his lifestyle. Owner is quite intelligent and is able to understand the people around him. Like Maika, Owner’s face becomes sadistic when he smiles. Dino and Owner bond when Owner develops a one-sided love for a female dog. Maika comments that she, Dino and Owner look like a couple or a family when the three of them are all out together.

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CRACK-UP

Your mother always told you to stay away from wolves, wolves like the Logan family who always seemed to be up to no good. It was only natural as a local farmer, you had to protect your livestock. Farmers just weren’t in the company of befriending werewolves.

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At school you did your best to avoid the Logan boys, Jimmy loud and boisterous was easy to stay away from. But Clyde on the other hand, he always seemed to surprise you. Too busy worrying about one Logan you ran right into the other, dropping all of your books. Being the polite boy that he was Clyde kneeles to help you pick up your stuff, giving you an awkward smile of reassurance as you tried to recover yourself.

“Sorry, I wasn’t looking where I was going,” You looked down.

Clyde frowned, and you still wouldn’t look at him even now. Just once, what he would do to have you look at him. “Here,” He sighed, handing you the rest of your stuff. You quickly shuffled off, he could just hear your heart racing. If only you’d give him a chance, but no doubt your parents told you to stay away after their last incident with the Logan family. He wasn’t even involved in that scheme, your family still resented his ever since Grammy got into a few of your cattle on a full moon. Sometimes, Clyde really hated the curse. Farmgirl, don’t you know I won’t hurt you?

The day that you got handed down the family farm was the day that you made a promise to your mother to never trust a “no good Logan”. It was your only condition really, other than that you were free to run the farm how you wanted to-a gift passed down to you after your college graduation. You had dreams for your humble little family farm, so you accepted.

There was a certain routine to farming that you liked, day in and day out work with what little help you hired seasonally. It was getting to that time again when you were looking to hire a few hands, lighten the load of labor. But good help was harder to come by these days, and the prospects for this season were looking pretty grim.

“Hello ma’am I’m here about the job ad ya posted,” A voice interrupted your thoughts. You looked up to see a sheep-no a wolf, Clyde Logan.

Your eyes widened as you looked him over, last you heard he had shipped off to Iraq. He was a lot bigger than you remembered at high school graduation, shoulders squared and strong, hair starting to grow past his ears and a bit of scruff on his face. You tried not to stare as you noticed the plastic of his left arm, a pang of sympathy hitting your heart.

“Clyde, you know I can’t. You can’t work here.” You sighed, shaking your head.

Your heard paper crumble as he tightened his hold around the copy of his resume. “I know your family-they don’t like us. But I wouldn’t do that to ya, and I know ya need the help. Jimmy said-”

“Shit, don’t bring Jimmy into this now.” You interrupted Clyde. You wanted no part of his little schemes. But, Clyde was right. You did need the help, you didn’t know what you’d do if you couldn’t hire anyone this season. And the last thing you wanted was to go crawling back to your parents. You needed to figure this one out on your own.

“We don’t do that anymore, nothin’ will happen to your animals farmgirl,” Clyde frowned.

“Farmgirl? Is that what you Logans call me behind my back?” You accused him, narrowing your eyes.

Clyde felt his face get hot, he didn’t mean to call you that. Not out loud at least, it was just his nickname for you and now you probably thought he was trying to tease you. “I didn’t mean that,” He said quietly.

You huffed, why did he have to do that? Turn things around and make you feel guilty, with those big brown eyes of his. You were the little lamb and he was the wolf hiding in sheep’s clothing, luring you into a false sense of security.

“Okay Logan, show me what you can do then. Because if my animals all want to run away from you, this definitely won’t work out.” You stood up. This way, it’d make it much easier to say no.

You put on your work boots and led Clyde through the farm, you had never really spent this much time alone with a Logan. Your guard was up, you could sense him looming behind you. A part of you wondered what he would look like transformed, you’d seen pictures of other werewolves - some more monstrous than others. It was hard for you to imagine Clyde being a werewolf, the way that he made himself so unassuming, you weren’t sure if you could tell if it wasn’t a well known secret of Boone County.

You opened the pen to the field where you let your animals roam free, Clyde standing nervously for a moment before following behind you. “Right now I’m working on making different types of cheeses from my cows and goats, but soon I’ll need to start planting for summer crops. Oh and I also have an orchard going, but that’s a side project.”

Clyde was impressed, you were doing a pretty good job managing things on your own. But he knew as well as you did that come the warmer months you wouldn’t be able to do everything on your own. You’d burn out fast that way.

A wandering sheep came up to him and he crouched to its level, putting his hand out to let the sheep sniff him. The sheep let out a baa, and licked Clyde’s hand in approval.

“Of course,” You sighed. The animals loved him.

Before long it became clear to you that Clyde would be a natural on your farm, but if your parents found out you hired him you didn’t know what you’d do. Yet with the season right around the corner, it didn’t seem like you had any choice.

“Alright Clyde, you’re hired.”

“Really?” He couldn’t hide his smile, eyes lighting up. He needed a job real bad, and it had not been easy getting back into civilian life at all. Besides, he had always wanted to work on a farm.

“Yes-just don’t look so pleased yet. I can’t have you telling people you work here, and you can’t work Tuesdays or Sundays because my parents visit and if they know I hired you I’m screwed.”

Clyde was still smiling at you, it felt like the first time in a long time something good was happening to him. “I won’t tell on ya farmgirl.”

Even with on arm made of plastic, Clyde could do the work of two men around the farm. He motivated you really, with how hard he worked on the farm. Sometimes it felt like he was showing off the way he rolled around barrels of hay with his sleeves rolled up, and you had a hard time trying not to watch. He was strong, really strong, his sweat soaked shirt clinging to his muscles and his hair sticking to his forehead. The way you fed him didn’t help, but what were you supposed to do when the man could eat a whole roast chicken after all the work you gave him? You couldn’t deny his appetite.

You stared in awe as Clyde devoured your food, your cheeks going hot as he smacked his lips and licked his fingers clean. “Your food is sure good as always farmgirl,” Clyde smiled sweetly at you, before gulping down a glass of water. Droplets of water ran down the sides of his mouth, beading onto the hairs on his chin. He could hear your heart racing as you looked at him, it made him just barely smirk, if only to see you fluster more.

“I should get back to work,” You looked away from him, avoiding his hungry gaze.

Clyde really thought that he could do this for the rest of his life, work with you on your farm. But, he hoped that things would be a little different if he stayed here that long. He had his little fantasies back in highschool, of you noticing him and talking with him, getting to dance with you at prom. Silly ideas like that, things he knew could never happening.

But now, you were so close to him almost every day. Right within his grasp, his sweet crush had matured into the ache of longing, the kind that kept him eager every day to see you. He knew you could do a great job together, he’d help you make the farm your own and a little bit of his too. Sharing it all, helping you realize your dreams all the while showing you a little bit of Logan fun.

He had never felt this way about any girl before, so intensely that he’d do anything for you if you just asked. He never put a name to this feeling until one day with Mellie.

“Clyde, who’s the girl?” Mellie asked him.

“Girl? I don’t know what you’re talkin’ about?”

“The girl who you’re in love with, I wasn’t sure at first, you were having a hard time after coming back but all of the sudden lately you’ve been much more yourself and something else.” Mellie explained.

“I’m not in love,” Clyde defended, his cheeks getting pink. He wasn’t seeing any girl right now, but you came to mind. He liked being around you but it wasn’t anything that serious, was it?

“Clyde, I’m your sister. I know. And you haven’t been very discreet about it, I see that look on your face when your “boss” call you. So spill! Who is she? I need to know the girl who stole your heart.”

Clyde mumbled, “Farmgirl.” No use in hiding it from Mellie, she’d see right through him.

“Hmm? I didn’t hear that, say it louder for me now.” She teased him.

“I’m in love with farmgirl,” He growled, wood cracking as he gripped the table hard.

Mellie’s eyes widened, now that she was not expecting. “Ya mean the girl whose parents hate us? That farmgirl?” She knew right away just who he meant.

Clyde dropped his head, shame filling him as his hair fell over his eyes. “Yeah...that one.” He murmured. He was well and truly fucked now, it was easy for humans to fall in and out of love but for werewolves that feeling never really went away. He had to walk away and be on his own for a while, mull it all over.

His chest hurt thinking about it, falling in love with a human was one thing - but falling in love with a human who didn’t accept what he was? It was agony.

Something was different when Clyde came to work Monday, it made you worried about him. You knew he had gone through a lot, and though you didn’t like to be nosy with him about it you wondered if that was the thing bothering him. He was much quieter than usual too, normally he’d ask you how Sunday went, about his favorite animals that he had befriended.

Or maybe it was a werewolf thing, you always wondered about that. You knew that he was different in some ways, but you didn’t know just how much it affected him. It might be inappropriate, but your curious mind had to ask. “Clyde, what’s it like to be a werewolf?”

Clyde paused what he was doing, “I hope it’s okay if I ask that,” You say softly.

He turned to look at you, his eyes uncertain as he pressed his lips together in a familiar pout. “I’m just surprised ya would ask something like that, s’all.”

He seemed hesitant to answer your question, not sure if it would reveal too much. “Sorry if it’s too much, I just feel like you know a lot about me but if we’re working together I figured maybe I should know about you too.” You tried to justify it, rambling as you felt nervous, trying to focus back on the task at hand.

Clyde’s gaze softened and he sighed, you sure didn’t make it any easier on him. Even with your family, he wanted to believe that you were better than them. But your future hinged on one condition that meant he couldn’t be in your life the way he wanted to, working for you was already crossing a line.

He pushed his shovel into the dirt, “They say it’s not all that different in a lotta ways. S’hard cause this is all I know.”

He continued to work as you nodded for him to keep sharing, “I know everything is more intense, like senses for example-I know when ya make bacon and eggs for breakfast or just a bowl of cereal. Can tell a lot about other animals too.”

“I guess that is pretty helpful around here,” You smiled, even if you were a little flustered knowing he could tell so much about you with scent alone.

“Yeah-and we do hunt, but mostly stick to animals that would ruin the environment if they didn’t get hunted and that only happens every full moon.” He further explains.

“Does it hurt? When you change that is…” You ask.

“No-well, my left arm hurts...but that’s just me. Mostly it just gets very itchy, and then it’s sweet relief.” Clyde clicks his tongue. The way you looked back at him made his heart ache, you were so captured in what he was saying, holding on to every word.

“I’ve never seen one before, I mean a werewolf that is. Well not transformed, I mean. Just pictures.” You keep changing your words, shaking your head. Clyde grins.

“Would it be dangerous?” You asked.

His eyes were full of mirth, “Maybe a little, farmgirl,” He stepped closer to you, towering over you in the barn. “Might smell ya and think you’re ripe for the takin’,” His voice deepened, making you whimper.

Clyde chuckled, “Ah I’m just teasin’, we’d never hurt ya. At least the Logans wouldn’t, but I won’t let any of the dangerous type get even near this area. Werewolves are...territorial, too.” We protect what’s ours, he wanted to say, but kept that to himself.

“Oh well, I know you wouldn’t hurt me Clyde.” Of course he wouldn’t. You felt that in your bones.

He felt pride at that, knowing he had come a long way with you. “Maybe one day you’ll see a werewolf.” He hummed.

“Is there anything else I’m missing?”

Clyde blushed, he’d probably keep the part about ruts and claiming to himself, you did not need to know about that side of him. “Nope, s’pretty much everything.” Though he couldn’t get the idea of pinning you with his hips and filling you with his cum out of his head, he had to look away before he did something obscene.

Good, talking to him did work. Whatever was bothering him this morning seemed to be forgotten in this moment, at least you could do that much for him.

After another day of work you and Clyde enjoyed a couple of beers on the porch, “You know, you Logan’s really aren’t so bad.”

“That’s because there’s only one of us.”

“Oh yeah Clyde?”

“Yup,” He smirked, taking a sip of his beer.

“C’mon, I know you didn’t get into juvie over nothing,” You playfully hit his arm.

It was really hard to say no to you when you looked like that, smile making your eyes sparkly, the frizz of your hair glowing in the setting sun and you smelled good too, you always did to him. Even after the days were you were drenched in sweat, the sweetness always stayed. “I swore not to say a word.” He pressed his lips into a pout, licking beer off his moustache.

“Pleaaase,” You bumped shoulders with him, leaning close. “Like I’m gonna be talkin’ to Jimmy anytime soon.”

Clyde sighed, you were right on that one. “We were always gettin’ into schemes like that, but that time was the first time we ever got caught-well...I got caught.”

Clyde told you the story of his last Cauliflower plan, the biggest one yet. “But, my life of crime is over.” He said seriously.

“Hmm, s’pose it is hard to imagine you as an ex con. I’d rather have you work for me instead,” You sipped your drink. “But I do wish I could pay you more,” You added with a sigh.

Clyde put his hand on your shoulder, “You pay me just fine farmgirl,”

“Say uh, would you like to stay for dinner?” You offered.

He sucked in a breath, Mellie’s words repeating in his mind you’re in love with her. “I don’t know, should probably go home and take a shower, don’t wanna be a bother.” He rubbed the back of his neck.

“Clyde! You are not a bother, besides I have two showers-we probably both need one. It won’t be anything fancy but, it’d be nice if you stayed.”

He wanted to terribly. He’d do anything if you just asked him, “Alright, I’ll stay,” He nodded.

Your mother always said, a way to a man’s heart was through his stomach. And you never really intended to win Clyde’s heart, but maybe you wanted to him to know just how much you appreciate him. Food was one way you could do that.

Fresh out of the shower in a comfortable sundress, you began preparing the ingredients for dinner. You heard Clyde coming by the sound of his feet on the creaky floorboards, stopping for a moment as he stilled in his tracks.

Come to think of it, he’d never seen you in a dress before. You looked so beautiful out of your muddied work clothes it shocked him, and that damned dress was showing off your pretty legs too-much more skin than you ever showed with your well worn jeans.

“You alright Clyde? You can take a seat you know,” You teased him.

“Oh no, that’s not how my momma taught me.” He stood by your side at the kitchen counter. “Now you just tell me how I can help.”

“Well I thought I said I was making you dinner,” You put your hands on your hips.

“No you didn’t sweetheart,” Clyde smiled, teasing you.

The way he said sweetheart almost made you gasp, “You just go and relax Clyde, I’ll be just fine on my own.”

He shook his head, you were always so stubborn. Determined to do things on your own, but with help it would get done so much faster and you deserve to relax just as much if not more than he did. “Farmgirl when are you gonna learn that it’s better not to do it all alone?”

That seemed to hit a nerve, you put down the knife. “I don’t know Clyde, sometimes it just seems easier to be alone.”

Oh how he ached for you in this moment, it was no wonder you liked talking to him. He didn’t see you around town much, probably too exhausted to do much more. He understood now, you were lonely. Maybe with how well you hide it he didn’t notice, loneliness wasn’t something that was obvious until you really know a person. But he understood loneliness, he often felt it too.

He had his family, his pack. Yet there was something missing, something that instinctually drives a werewolf. He didn’t have anyone he could call a mate, and that made him feel pangs of loneliness more often than not. But, he had to accept it just wasn’t in the cards for him. Still, he couldn’t resist comforting you.

“I know it does, but you’re not...you’re not alone,” He reassured you. “And it’s okay to ask for help too,” He took the knife.

Clyde left your farm that day more certain than ever, he was hopelessly in love. If only you felt the same.

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Fabulous Olicity Fanfic Friday - April 26th, 2019

Happy Friday! So this is my attempt to both thank awesome fanfic writers for their amazing work and offer my recommendations to anyone who is interested. Here are the fantastic fanfic stories I read this week! They are posted in the order I read them. This and all previous Fabulous Olicity Fanfic posts can be found on my blog.

Tumblr Drabble - Bow by @dreamsofolicity -This takes place somewhere in 5x18, after Oliver disbands the team. It’s pretty angsty but my mind kind of wouldn’t leave me alone about it. https://archiveofourown.org/works/11833266/chapters/26782701

Home To You multi-chapter Complete by @the-shy-and-anxious-fangirl - Oliver Queen has never done what his family expected of him. He took a gap year after high school instead of going to college right away. He quit his fraternity sophomore year to join the student newspaper, switching his major from business to journalism. He became a photojournalist for a wire service instead of taking a place at Queen Consolidated. He went missing after six months instead of coming home for his sister’s twenty-first birthday. He survived five years of captivity in a war zone when everyone thought he was dead. He came home. But home didn’t have a place for him in it anymore. His parents were both dead, casualties of their own mistakes and a city they had turned against them. His sister was all grown up, the CEO of Queen Consolidated with a fiancé and a dog and a life of her own. Oliver didn’t belong in his old life, but there was nowhere else for him to go. He was a man without a home, without any way of finding one, until he stopped by the IT department of his sister’s company to get files off an old, battered memory card, and found a woman with curly blonde hair and bright, intelligent eyes chewing on a bright red pen and swearing at a computer screen. https://archiveofourown.org/works/12613188/chapters/28734552

With the Speed of an Arrow multi-chapter WIP by @academyofshipping -Oliver Queen’s elite and silver-spoon life has taken some blows in the past few years, but he is still the carefree billionaire everyone knows of and loves. When his role in the family business is in jeopardy and he is introduced to a motley of new people, his status quo is threatened. With a changed perspective, Oliver realizes his feeling for his best friend and anchor-in-life, Felicity Smoak, may be more than just platonic. OR A modern adaption of Jane Austen’s Emma with a gender swap* and no island. *Knowing that gender is not binary https://archiveofourown.org/works/16559846/chapters/38799857

Overwatch multi-chapter Complete by @it-was-a-red-heeler - A burglary attempt convinces the Mayor of Starling City to hire Smoak Technologies to strengthen his security. But between the sassy AI watching him 24/7 and the personal trainer with his own reasons to kill him, Oliver may wish he’d stuck with his baseball bat for protection. https://archiveofourown.org/works/17500640/chapters/41221793

A Soul Lost at Sea multi-chapter WIP by @tinaday3w - MAGNIFICENT regency romance where Oliver is a pirate who had returned to his previous life. http://archiveofourown.org/works/8181362/chapters/22297091

One Step Ahead multi-chapter WIP by @stephswims - Felicity Acerbi is married to esteemed Italian mob boss. Married after a failed business deal with her father, she is forced into a life decided for her. That is until a new bodyguard is hired. https://archiveofourown.org/works/16959333/chapters/39855036

| ONE | (Oliver the Footballer) multi-chapter WIP @someonesaidcake - Felicity Smoak had a plan; to save enough money to kick her monotonous job and start up the company of her dreams. She made good plans, solid plans, attainable plans. He was never part of her plan. His name was Oliver Queen, the reclusive Brazilian football star with a broken smile and a story to tell. He'd never planned on her either. https://archiveofourown.org/works/15005402/chapters/34779542

Will Fate Allow? multi-chapter WIP by @mindramblingsfics - Seeing her parent's marriage dissolve at a young age made Felicity yearn for a healthy marriage of her own. She thought she'd finally found what she was looking for when Billy Malone showed up offering her what her heart desired. She thought she was happy and had everything she could want, but things began to unravel. Slowly she turned to someone who had become an unparalleled constant in her life...Oliver Queen. Oliver and Felicity are the definition of polar opposites. He is the mob boss that strikes fear in the hearts many, while she is seen as the sweet girl next door, but there is more to both of them underneath the surface. Along the way, they become connected to one another leading to their lives being intertwined forever. https://archiveofourown.org/works/16521596/chapters/38699951

The Voice on the Line multi-chapter WIP by @faegal04 -After his relationship ends, Oliver moves back to Starling to get his life back on track. He's not ready for a physical relationship so his best friend Tommy gives him the number for a local company, Quiver, a local phone sex business. Oliver calls one night and starts speaking with a girl whose voice just does things to him. When he falls for the voice on the line and finds himself calling all the time just to hear her, he knows he has to make a decision. Will they meet? Can each of them get over their pasts? https://archiveofourown.org/works/18511543/chapters/43870330

The Fan multi-chapter WIP by @leuska - For the past couple of months, Felicity Smoak, previous child star known to the world through her alter ego Lisy the Tech Whiz, who ended her career and her growing popularity at the age of thirteen rather abruptly, has sporadically received disturbing notes and gifts in her mail. Police believe the notes to be just little tokens of appreciation by a former fan. Despite having left the spotlight over a decade ago and living in anonymity since, the fan mail keeps coming, increasing in frequency as well as intensity. The last drop is when Felicity receives another letter with a love note. A scary, ominous note. A note written in human blood.FBI director Amanda Waller tasks her best Agent to the case. Oliver Queen, a criminal profiler, is currently working on a special task force formed between SCPD and FBI to catch a man dubbed the Start City Slasher, who has murdered at least three young women in the past nine months. Agent Queen is not thrilled with the prospect of holding a former princess’ hand through her problem with a simple stalker while a serial killer is still at large. However, once meeting her, Oliver finds there is nothing easy or simple about Felicity Smoak as their worlds start to intertwine. https://archiveofourown.org/works/17726573/chapters/41820368

2 + 2 Equals a Family multi-chapter Complete by @mogirl97 - When Oliver Queen and Felicity Smoak both reach for the last Lego Batman set on the shelf at the same time one December night while holiday present shopping for their kids, they have no idea that their chance encounter is going to change their lives. https://archiveofourown.org/works/11853030/chapters/26760468

Providence multi-chapter WIP by @so-caffeinated - Will Queen has struggled in silence in the year since he was shot. But when a shadowy crime lord known as Domino targets the only woman Will’s ever truly loved, fate forces him to confront his demons in ways he never could have imagined… Whether he wants to or not. Amelia Prescott has fought to take control of her life since learning two years ago that her personal and professional worlds were manipulated by others. But nothing can prepare her for just how hard she'll have to fight to set her own course, especially when her heart belongs to a damaged man and a crime lord threatens her every professional move... And her life. Destiny brings them together, but as chaos reigns and personal demons haunt Will and Amelia both, it may also threaten to tear them apart. https://archiveofourown.org/works/17919056/chapters/42308753

Paging Dr. Smoak multi-chapter WIP by @laxit21 - When Oliver Queen gets into a car accident, he meets Dr. Felicity Smoak. He had no idea how much a chance meeting would change his life. https://archiveofourown.org/works/17262497/chapters/40595483

Love By Contradiction multi-chapter WIP by @pimsiepim - When Felicity meets Oliver, it’s anything but romantic. Taking her best friend’s spot at a speed-dating event wasn’t exactly how she had pictured spending her Friday night. Meeting said best friend’s soulmate? Even less expected. And even though Felicity never really believed in that silly prediction a fortune teller made ten years ago, the occasion is just too good to pass up. Alena is stuck in a toxic relationship and maybe what she needs to finally get over her ex… is to get underneath someone else. Mission “Get-Alena-And-Oliver-Together” is on the way, and Felicity will stop at nothing to make sure her best friend gets her happily ever after. Nothing. Not even Alena’s lack of interest, or Oliver’s weird tendency to ask Felicity out on fake dates. The plan is perfect, the execution flawless... except for one small detail: it’s not Alena who’s starting to fall for the guy... https://archiveofourown.org/works/18550876/chapters/43969807

Time for a Story multi-chapter WIP by @smkkbert - This fic shows Olicity and their life as a (married) couple with family. Although Olicity (and their kids) are the protagonists, other characters of Arrow and Flash make appearances. YOU NEED THIS STORY IN YOUR LIFE. https://archiveofourown.org/works/3912157/chapters/8757172

seemingly impossible (but not untrue) multi-chapter WIP by @alexiablackbriar13 - Young genius historian Dr Felicity Smoak unknowingly and accidentally calls up a bewitched alchemical manuscript within the Oxford Bodleian Libraries - a book that has been lost for centuries. Descended from an old and distinguished line of witches, Felicity wants nothing to do with magic, despite her unruly and powerful abilities. But her discovery of Ashmole 782 sets the world of creatures stirring; with a mystery afoot and new, dangerous magical abilities manifesting for her to navigate, she is approached by the enigmatic vampire biochemist Professor Oliver Queen, who seems to have a deep interest in both the manuscript… and her. Based on A Discovery of Witches by Deborah Harkness. https://archiveofourown.org/works/16224353/chapters/37923743

Twist of Fate by @wrldtravler for the Olicity Fan Art/Fanfic Appreciation Exchange - A lovely tumble through Arrow season 3 https://olicity-fanwork-exchange.tumblr.com/post/184295774082/twist-of-fate

Always by @icannotbelieveiamhere for the Olicity Fan Art/Fanfic Appreciation Exchange - My “Always” fic takes place right after episode 5.20 “Underneath”. It explores some of the issues Oliver and Felicity discovered while they were trapped under the bunker. Oliver and Felicity reflect on their time together and Oliver has a chance to thank his team and explain why he tried to disband the team after Adrian Chase tortured him. https://olicity-fanwork-exchange.tumblr.com/post/184298507947/always

Perfect Illusion by @jemmaacarters for the Olicity Fan Art/Fanfic Appreciation Exchange - In this version of season two, Felicity give Oliver a but more push back on her “promotion.” https://olicity-fanwork-exchange.tumblr.com/post/184299342269/perfect-illusion

Tumblr Drabbles multi-chapter WIP by @dreamsofolicity - This is a collection of small drabbles I posted on tumblr that come from prompts. http://archiveofourown.org/works/11833266/chapters/26708178

There Was Always Something There multi-chapter Complete by @mindramblingsfics - After having enough of Felicity's behavior, Malcolm sends his daughter to a London boarding school for some much needed structure. Years later, she finally returns home to Starling. She finds that some things are the same while some have changed. As she reacquaints herself with her hometown, one relationship stands out in particular: Oliver Queen. http://archiveofourown.org/works/11060544/chapters/24662730?view_adult=true

Love and Little Cupcakes multi-chapter WIP by @christinabeggs - Felicity loved sweets so much that she paid no attention to her lovelife. Until Thea Queen came into her store wanting fabulous cupcakes for her sixteenth birthday. SO ADORABLE! http://archiveofourown.org/works/12400539/chapters/28216053

Irresistible by @felicityollies - prompt: sleepless - Oliver has a cold, can’t sleep, and is trying to prove to Felicity that he can still be sexy with a snotty nose. https://archiveofourown.org/works/11034534/chapters/26799885

Sawaariya (Beloved) multi-chapter WIP by @crazycrystal10 - CEO Queen? Check. Author Ms.Smoak? Check. Married Olicity? Triple check. Story of Mr.&Mrs. Queen in the 'happily ever after'. AU. https://archiveofourown.org/works/11858814/chapters/26774514

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#Bull Season 2 Recap

Bull comes back next week, so I’m here to give y’all a refresher. Season 2 was a bit hit or miss, so I’m going to tell you what to watch and what to skip.

School for Scandal: Watch. Diana Lindsey is back and she’s defending a woman (Minka Kelly) who claims she killed her husband in self-defense. She didn’t. She shot him because he refused to change their prenup. Chunk decides to go to law school.

Already Gone: Skip. Bull defends a kid who killed his girlfriend because she asked him to. Bull gets him off.

A Business of Favors: Watch. Judge Abernathy asks Bull to help with a case her son is working. It’s a fraternity hazing case, and the boys get off so easy it made me want to scream, but Bull does his job. Marisa starts dating Kyle.

The Illusion of Control: Watch. Bull is sued by a famous actress for giving bad advice. Bull hires Ron Getman (Brad Garrett) to represent him. Marisa gets subpoenaed as a witness, and Bull cares more about her than himself. There are some plot holes, but it’s a great character episode for Marisa and Bull.

Play the Hand You’re Dealt: Watch. Bull’s old college roommate is a dick, but he didn’t kill anyone. Tribal court has a whole new set of rules, which are fascinating to watch. What makes this episode though, is Bull’s inner monologue when he meets Kyle. It’s hilarious, and he ends up being right.

The Exception to the Rule: Watch. A lawyer who I am still convinced is Bull’s kid asks Bull to help his mom, who just happens to be Bull’s high school sweetheart. This is a really sweet episode, and it shows Bull with the fakest mustache ever.

No Good Deed: Skip. A group of teachers changed students’ test scores. Bull defends one of them, claiming that she isn’t as guilty because she only changed one student’s test. Bull loses the case, but there are no actual consequences. Marisa catches Kyle going through her stuff, but he convinces her not to worry.

The Devil, The Detail: Skip. Bull goes up against another trial scientist in a drug trial. This episode isn’t necessarily bad, it’s a good Cable episode, but it’s really choppy. The parents take a settlement that they said they didn’t want, a guy doesn’t get punished for perjury, and Bull’s a huge jerk for most of it.

Thanksgiving: Watch. A boxer doesn’t throw a fight that he’s supposed to throw and gets set up for murder. There are actual consequences in this case, which is good. There are some great character moments in this episode too. Benny meets a girl, Chunk has a kid, Cable realizes how great parents are, and Kyle steals all of Marisa’s money.

Home for the Holidays: Watch. A little girl wants to get emancipated from her parents. Bull helps, but it backfires when he finds out that her mom died and that’s why her dad has been struggling. It’s completely adorable once everything is all sorted out. Bull even pretends to be Santa. Marisa also gets help from the rest of the team on the Kyle front and she catches him. Merry Christmas!

Survival Instincts: Skip. A sixteen-year-old girl is catfished, held against her will, and forced to rob a jewelry store by an older man. It’s intense and not one I would watch again, especially because of the ending. She gets back on her computer and the cycle might start again.

Grey Areas: Watch. This is possibly the best episode Bull’s ever done. Donovan is Moriarty to Bull’s Sherlock and the conflict is fabulous. We also finally get a client who is guilty.

Kill Shot: Watch. Bull has to defend a rich lady whose husband was shot. It turns out that they aren’t rich, and he had himself shot so that his family would get the payout from his life insurance. Unfortunately, once she proves her innocence, they don’t get the money. Bull has to get help from a tabloid reporter. I loved the legal point that just because someone famous is accused of something, it doesn’t make them guilty. This is also the first appearance of Chunk’s jerk professor.

Keep Your Friends Close: Watch. An assistant U.S. attorney comes to Marisa with a case. A guy hacked into Air Traffic Control. Said hacker’s pregnant girlfriend was Cable’s old roommate and completely screws her over. Cable ends up going to prison. It all works out in the end, but Bull fires her. This was a good decision, and now that the actress is gone, one that probably should have stuck.

Witness for the Prosecution: Watch. A DA needs Bull to convict Hazel Diaz, a crime boss that feigns schizophrenia every time she’s in court. Bull beats her by playing chicken with schizophrenia medicine. She caves before they give it to her.

Absolution: Watch. A man was convicted of murdering a woman her barely knew because of a coerced confession, DNA, and bitemark evidence. Bite mark evidence has gone out of style. It was one of Bull’s first cases and he retries it. Turns out, one of his coworkers killed the girl. What you can skip is Chunk’s strange dream sequence about his daughter.

Gag Order: Watch. Chunk’s daughter comes for college visits. One of her prospective professors has just been arrested for breaking into the headquarters of a dating app. She was set up, and the company was legitimately sketchy, so she wins and gets to publish her article. By the end of the episode, Chunk and his daughter are kinda good. Cable gets her job back.

Bad Medicine: Skip. Bull defends a drug dealer and gets her off.

A Redemption: Skip. This one is so weird. A guy robs a bank and his brother inadvertently becomes his getaway driver. Even though the brother has done nothing wrong, he runs away and changes his name. He gets called in 18 years later. He should theoretically have some consequence for running from the law for 18 years, but nothing.

Justified: Skip. An abused pregnant woman shoots her husband in his sleep. Bull also had a sister that was abused. Chunk’s professor fails him. Skip because of heaviness of content, not because it’s bad.

Reckless: Watch. Benny is dating the girl from the Thanksgiving episode. He tells Bull that Isabella is getting remarried. Bull drinks excessively and is put in the drunk tank with a mute guy who is kind to him. Marisa bails Bull out and gives him a stern talking to. Bull finds out that the mute guy is on trial for arson, rape, and murder. The rest of the team is not happy about him taking this case, especially Benny. He doesn’t like death penalty cases. Marisa is in therapy. Bull apologizes to Isabella. At the end of the episode, he leaves court to get a drink.

Death Sentence: Watch. Bull dreams of Isabella taking him back, and then is woken by Marisa. He fell asleep drunk in his office. The verdict is guilty. One week later, Marisa tells her therapist that her and Bull might have a codependent relationship. The prosecutor brings Bull a possible souvenir from who he thinks is an accomplice. Bull thinks it’s a souvenir from the real killer. Chunk gets his professor to profile both the killer and the accused on the stand. They make up, and the professor asks Chunk to lecture on trial science. Marisa quits via a letter that she puts in Bull’s desk. She later rips it up. Wayne Norton is the actual killer, and once the FBI realizes this, they set aside the verdict. Bull then promptly goes outside and has a heart attack.

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The day crept along. Park and Iphigenia were slowly hauled down dozens of flights of stairs, driven down Broadway in the back of a police van. They were taken into another citadel - this one with a proper dungeon - and marched to a cell.

There was only one other person in this cell - possibly dead or asleep, slumped against the wall a few dozen feet away. Ippy immediately resumed her “let me die” pose and lay down. Park decided to take the moment to get a little rest himself.

“We’re witnesses, but also we’re criminals, in this new little country. Are you ready to testify?”

“...”

“If you’re going to die, wouldn’t you at least like somebody to understand who you are, what you were about? Why you died the way you did?”

“What does that shit matter?”

“It’s not like I’ve got any authority here. You know how ship captains can officiate marriages? Maybe a cop in a dungeon can take confession. Who are you, Iphigenia? Really?”

“I’m nobody. I worked in a real estate office in Silverdale. The boss hired us because he liked having skinny chicks around, made him feel like a big man. But he liked the other girls better, so he’d always be threatening my job. I don’t care about that. Jobs are nothing now. All those people are dead. They’re nothing now.”

“But you thought to mention it. Why? Either it still feels important, like it’s a part of you, or maybe you’re really grateful that it’s all over - that you don’t have to deal with it anymore. What’s true, to you?”

“You don’t know me.”

“Yeah, I know. Socrates said he was the wisest man alive because he knew that he knew nothing. If I don’t know you, maybe I’m wiser than you are.”

“That’s bullshit.”

“I mean, you probably think you know me.”

“No. And I don’t wanna know you, cop.”

“Tough. I don’t wanna die without being known. I’m gonna tell you my whole fucking life story in here, from my first memory ever of having my mom freak out when I barfed up my cheerios, to my first wet dream, to my prom date, to police academy, and the whole nine.”

“Please don’t.”

“I have the upper hand here, don’t I? You can’t do anything but lay there, bleed, and cuss me out. But I can annoy you right up to the bitter end.”

“...” Iphigenia stopped talking. Maybe if she didn’t give him any satisfaction, he’d get bored faster.

“That really was my earliest memory. I think it was because my mom’s emotions struck me wrong. Like, I’d never seen her that upset before, and it upset me. Or maybe it’s just a coincidence. I’ve wondered sometimes if it made me afraid of seeing people out of control - if it made me want to suppress other people’s emotions, calm every situation down as much as I can. Because if other people lose their minds, I can’t handle it. I’m just that baby whose mom is freaking out, feeling like the center of the solar system just lost its gravity.”

She lay still as death.

“After that it was pretty typical stuff. I remember the first time I a bigger kid punched me for no reason. I remember accidentally hitting my brother in the face with a big branch when we were pretending to sword fight in the park. The way the flesh looked pink under his torn skin. Terrible.

I was always a little conformist. You probably expected that. I did whatever I could to keep people from making fun of me. I helped bully some kids. One of my biggest regrets in childhood. One of them? No, that was it. My biggest regret from back then. But you know, being a cop, I’ve got a dozen fresher ones that beat it out, for space in my head.

I married my high school sweetheart, because everyone expected it. I bored her to death, wasted her time, wasted our youths. I spent too much time with the job, because it was the only thing that made me feel engaged - made me feel vital. I don’t know if you’ve ever had anything like that. But it did ruin that relationship.

We aren’t even friends anymore. I don’t think we were friends in the first place. That’s normal, they tell you. Everyone always says it’s normal for men and women to have nothing in common, to only keep company begrudgingly, if at all. They say that, but it isn’t always true, is it?”

The man leaning against the wall off in the shadows rolled onto his side. Park nodded to him, then continued.

“Anyway, I’d see hints of that from time to time over the years, like somebody saying how they had a good time on their anniversary, or some guy talking about how his wife does this, she does that. Heard a lady talking about her husband like they’re best friends. Most of this was after the divorce. Too little too late.

I just figured I wasn’t interested enough in any woman I’d met to get to be like that - where we’d be best friends. I wondered if I was sexist or something. But I just recently figured out I’m gay. The more you know, right?”

“Are you fucking kidding me?”

“Nope. Apparently, I’m really really really fucking good at sublimation. You know what that is?”

“Like every time you almost thought about dick, you’d think about writing tickets instead?”

“Ha. That stings. It’s not true exactly, but it might as well be. Anyway, I only ever really fell in love with somebody for the first time ten minutes ago and now we’re probably all going to die. I guess that’s OK with you, now. I just hope you understand why it’s not OK with me.”

She finally moved onto her side so she could face him. “You still think of that life as real. It isn’t. I found my family down in Lakewood, all murdered. It was horrible, but then it was over. Because it’s all over. You aren’t a cop anymore. You’re just playing pretend.”

“If I’m not a cop, what am I? An oracle? A prophet? It hasn’t done me any good yet.”

“You seein’ the future, huh? Well, what happens to us?”

“I don’t exactly see myself in it. Maybe I die. But you see her. Queen Bymaan. You’ll see her and you’ll see Abalaam again, I know that much.”

“Hm.”

“That girl - you cared about her a lot. Do you think you were sublimating your love for the family you won’t allow yourself to grieve? Or was it something else?”

“It was something else. I’ll let you know that much. But I feel like… You don’t deserve to know who she was, what she was.”

“That’s fair. But when you see Abalaam again, do you think you’ll have the will to take revenge for her death?”

“I don’t know. I doubt it. Revenge is what got me into this mess. What brought me to her, but also what made me lose her. I hate it. Fuck revenge.”

“That’s smart, yeah. Sorry I brought it up. Hey, what about--”

He lost his breath as powerful arms gripped his body and jerked him toward a gaping maw full of horrid giant teeth. Iphigenia grabbed him from the other side and planted her feet on the monster, holding him in the air between, like a tug of war.

The thing gave up on Park and grabbed one of Ippy’s legs, pulling it down towards its mouth. She whipped her other leg around the obstruction of Park’s body and kicked in a six-inch ridge of its teeth.

It leapt back in pain, letting go of her, and scrambled away into the shadows like an injured spider.

“What the fuck?” Ippy stared after it.

Park got to his feet. “We need to get out of here.” He looked at the cell bars, then walked to them. “These bars are bent. Jesus, we probably could’ve squeezed through this the minute the guards left. Come on.”

***

It wasn’t very comfortable, fucking in the grass of Volunteer Park like proper hobos. There at the edge it was knotty and full of pine needles and other unpleasance. The ground beneath was dark mud. They had laid out their clean clothes in an improvised blanket, which was to say, they no longer had clean clothes.

Jen pulled on the terrible boots. Better than walking on that garbage in bare feet. “I could eat again. But you hafta wonder if that roast chicken is actually giant pigeon.”

“Heh. I can eat a giant pigeon.” Sergio was already fully dressed again and stood up. The damage of the cramped night in the cage was already fully healed. He did some stretches just because he could.

“You look fit, Serge. Ready for round two. Maybe instead of waiting for sentencing, we should just fight everybody up here.”

He let his arms fall to his sides and looked disdainfully at her. “I never wanted to fight anybody in the first place. If I don’t die today I’ll be happy.”

“Sheesh. I was just kidding.” She curled a leg under herself and sprang to her feet effortlessly. Maybe she was just kidding, but she was starting to feel her power again.

She kissed him on the cheek and they strolled back through A Sunday Afternoon on the Island of La Grande Jatte, Hieronymus Bosch version. They passed by what looked like a bottomless pit, on their way to the garden where food was being doled out.

There were projects going on everywhere. They’d brought in human contractors, assisted in the less skilled aspects of labor by lesser angels. Some were surveying the museum, possibly to repair it. Others were building some kind of structure behind the temple. The wood recalled the gallows in old western movies and that made Jen squeeze her fists, but as yet there were no obvious indications that it was a place of execution.

They got in line for food. Despite the fact they were in line between a broken-winged angel and a five foot tall metronome with scissors for feet, there was a real family reunion vibe. A greasy guy in electrician overalls was teaching some monsters how to hacky sack. They picked up paper plates and waited patiently for whatever was cooking on the open-air grill.

They got lightly charred roast “chicken” breast drizzled with something kind of like barbecue sauce, apple slices the size of watermelon slices, and little bags of potato chips. For beverages, Jen took a crudely labeled bottle of Hell Bru and Sergio got some water. They sat down to eat at a park bench, next to a pig in a skirt and a cheerleader with a flamingo head. Starlings and Pigeons lurked nearby, angling for something to eat.

“Sergio, Sergio. What’s your deal then? Just baseball? Or do you like fast cars and stuff?”

“Baseball is my job. You have to work all the time, look too much at your body. Is this pain because arthritis? Do I need a surgery? Should I use this drug? How much can I use so they won’t know? And then I do not have time for a hobby.”

“Aww. Think you’ll go back to it?”

“Yes. I talk to a financial planner. He says if I can hang in for ten more years, I have enough money to help my family all move to America, live easy.”

“A big responsibility. I guess I’m glad my life is real low stakes.”

“What do you mean?”

“Nobody expects me to help my whole family. We’ve been making less money every generation, so it’s up to the grandpas to support the rest of us as long as they can. Unless, like, the revolution comes.”

“Revolution?”

“I guess you probably don’t like that stuff. Serge, I don’t wanna fight about politics or anything. We’re here, we’re superheroes, and we hafta stick together.”

He nodded and put his hand over hers for a moment. “Thank you. But if it will save you, do not put yourself in my way again, OK?”

“Don’t ask me to do that! Ugh.”

“OK. I won’t ask. Jen?”

“Yeah?”

“You are very good.”

“In the sack?” She made a ha-cha-cha face.

He laughed a little. “Yes. OK.”

The flamingo head bobbed a little too close and wiped the smile off his face.

“¡Vete a la mierda, Flamenco!”

***

Abalaam strolled into the room with Infante, and he stopped straining against the cage. The demon was impressive. A real fallen angel. As the chandeliers magically lit themselves, he could see more details than before. His skin was red, but not the candy apple red of cartoon devils. It was muted, looked more like real skin. But he was like a living humanoid creature impaled with and wrapped around glossy mechanisms, a look somewhere between wood, gold, and bone where they emerged from and sank into his flesh.

The most extreme part was the broken wheel that he had in place of a spine, erupted from the top and bottom of his back. The spokes were broken as well, and in every place one might expect to see a rivet there was instead a blinking eye. Vents in his flesh randomly flashed with light or dripped liquid fire on the floor. He had horns, a crown, and fire rising from his slaty hair - a lot of details on top of that head.

For all that, his face was quite human. It looked like it had in his Abraham form. Smug. “Angelito, are you ready to see your Queen yet?”

“I’ll kill her as soon as I get a chance.”

“Would you? I wonder. She will entice you. As much as she is able, without a masculine body.”

“You like reading my mind, you freak? Then read this.”

“I understand. Well, I’ve a few things to do before we visit her citadel. Hang tight, hahaha.”

“Fuck you.”

“Thank you, but I’m not interested in such idle pursuits at the moment.”

The demon whipped the bearskin rug out of the way and pointed a claw at the floor. Elaborate symbols burned into place there, one line at a time, and he chanted in a dozen quiet voices at once.

Infante wondered if he could break the spell. “HEY! What are you doing? You wanna play hopscotch, dude? HEY!”

Abalaam wasn’t so easily distracted. Infante took that to mean he wasn’t paying close attention, and resumed trying to break the cage. After a while, in frustration he switched from the slow push to grabbing the top of the cage and kicking the bottom. It was loud, but Abalaam was in his own little world.

The bottom of the cage gave out, and he almost slipped through to the floor. The bars scratched him and he had to catch himself painfully. The cage was also spinning, but as it passed by the view of the central part of the room, he looked at Abalaam. The creature still had his back turned.

Infante forced the cage bottom open a little wider, then slid through. It was still an awkward move, and it drew blood from his hands when he slipped free of the bars, but he landed on the floor without breaking anything.

A huge hand gripped his waist and hoisted him into the air. “Where do you think you’re going?” Abalaam dragged him back to the magic circle, tossed him over his shoulder. Infante was pulled into the circle of the angel’s wheel, limbs stretched out like the Vitruvian Man.

He screamed and the broken wheel somehow started to spin.

***

Park and Iphigenia put a little distance between themselves and the monster before stopping to assess the situation. They were in a poorly attended dungeon. Park had one big concern and no good ways to address it.

“You lost a crazy amount of blood, kid. I’d like to see your wound, but I’m not sure if I’ll be able to get that nasty bandage back on top of it after the fact.”

“I’m a little weak, light headed. I’ll prob’ly be fine if I get some food and water.”

“We don’t have that either,” he said.

“I guess we just have to keep going until something pops up.”

“Yeah.” He hated it, especially the number of times he’d put her in danger so far, used her strength and her destiny for his own ends. But that destiny was still there - she was going to see Bymaan, and Infante would be there as well.

They hustled up the ramps and stairs, ducked into shadows whenever they thought they heard a noise beside their own footfalls. Finally, they heard something more definitive - a conversation up ahead in the darkness. They crept forward carefully.

Voice one said, “I can’t stop thinking about it. I deserve a rotation up there.”

“It’s bright and there’s lots of sexy stuff going on, but you’ll just be a tool up there. A wind-up soldier in a row, while everyone else is having the fun.”

“I just wanna smell it, to see it, to remember it.”

“For the spank bank, huh?”

“Hahaha! You got my number, Cregus.”

Iphigenia leapt out of a shadow and reversed Cregus’s knee with a snap kick. He fell down, screaming out of his three mouths. She snagged his spiked club as he fell past her hands, reversed it, and drove it into his partner’s singular mouth before he could say anything. Then she ripped it out and used it to silence Cregus.

It wasn’t fast enough for Park’s liking, both for stopping the noise and for ending the creature’s suffering. He pawed around for something useful on the bodies, but all he got was another spiked club. It was heavier than it looked.

Nobody answered the screams.

“Seems like everybody wants to be upstairs.”

The dungeon didn’t even have outer gates, relying on its depths and whatever guards to keep the prisoners down. But at the last level section of the ramps out, there were guard posts in alcoves to each side. On one side, three random weirdos stood up, two with clubs and one with a hooked polearm. On the other, a chained beast the size of a horse snarled and lunged at them.

The guards were the safer bet. They hustled out of range of the monster’s claws, to do melee with the ones in uniform. Park played it safe, dodging and blocking more than he attacked. He caught a few grazing blows from the spiked club. The one with the hook tried to snag Ippy, but once she dodged the attempt, the weapon’s reach became a liability.

She took all three down in short order. The monster across the hall, which looked like a giant opossum with clock faces for eyeballs, was disturbed by the carnage, and tried to stay out of their way. Park and Ippy picked up coats off the guards and he traded his club out for the hooked weapon. Better to not get close to anyone if he could avoid it.

Ippy whistled to catch his attention, and pointed to a locked cabinet. He shrugged. She bashed the lock off and opened it up. Her hammer was there, as well as a small selection of guns and other weapons. The two loaded up and moved on.

They passed through a huge stone cavern, occupied now with cars and vans, so one could say it was a garage. Park didn’t like the look of the vans. “Notice the vans are all in good shape, but the cop cars are wrecked up?”

“So?”

“I bet there are civilian contractors in this building now. Maybe they’re planning to install plumbing and electric and all that.”

“I guess demons want a nice place to shit too.”

“I mean there will be innocent people here who can get hurt or be used as hostages, depending on how this goes.”

“You worry about things you can’t control. I used to do that. It’s a waste of time.”

“Yeah, sure.”

They found a stairwell and started going up. Some lugs were hauling a ladder down the stairs and they passed each other without incident.

Park said, “I was right.”

“I know,” Ippy said, “but what good is that? You can guess what kind of stuff might happen in the fight, but what can you do to prepare for it? Nothing. You’ll have to react to it at the last minute anyway.”

“I see what you’re saying, but at the same time? I doubt you’re as devil-may-care as you’re letting on.”

“‘Devil-may-care’? Damn, you’re corny, dude.”

“Don’t dodge it. We’ve got a lot of floors to go, might as well have something to talk about.”

“Alright. I’m not trying to look tough when I say something like that. I’m just trying to help… But come to think of it, why am I trying to help?”

“Goodness of your heart? Help an old man find his true love?”

She stopped, turned, and sat on the stairs. “There’s probably two thousand stairs left to go, and what’s the point? OK, you tricked me into wanting to live. But why does that turn into me helping you, automatically? If your prophetic dreams are right, I’m gonna end up seeing the Queen whether I walk up these stairs or not.”

No, no, he thought. What now? “Ah, I guess that’s a good point. Fuck.” He sat down next to her. “Well… Um...”

“I’m right, aren’t I? Fuck climbing stairs. I’m gonna get out of this place and find something to eat.”

“Wait! I got it. Think about this. There are at least two ways you can end up in front of the Queen. Under your own power, or because you were dragged there by soldiers. Do you want to be stronger in that moment, or weaker? If you walk towards your destiny, you’ll be better prepared for it.”

“Hm. I guess...” She shook her head. What a nuisance. At least with the goat coat on, she felt less naked than with the shoulderless shirt tatters. And the hammer was easier to use than the heavy club she started out with. She stood up.

They resumed the climb.

***

Maddy tried to rub the salt out of her eyes. The tears were dry now, and she could feel the redness. Nothing for it. She was sitting in a giant bird nest now, with four other people awaiting trial. Whenever a free human passed by, they gave a sympathetic look - if they dared. Whenever a fallen angel passed by, they jeered. For her part, Bymaan seemed to have fallen asleep.

Some more humans came in. These ones were dressed similar to the soldiers, but without the fancy coats. Something was different in the way they walked. They hadn’t come here to do work. Why were they here?

Jen noticed the little group of frightened humans, sitting in what looked like a giant bird's nest. There were still birds flying in and out to tuck in extra blades of grass or pieces of garbage. She had been coming in to address Bymaan, but she let herself get distracted. Sergio followed.

“Hey, folks. What’s with the bird nest? You don’t look like you came here to sit on eggs.”

A man next to Madison burst into jabbering explanation. “They put us here to wait trial! They’re gonna execute us! It’s all a sick devil game!” Another lady started crying and another started arguing with the man. Maddy just stared at the newcomers.

“Hold on, calm down for a minute. My name is Jen and this is Sergio. We’re waiting for our trial too, but they didn’t put us in a bird nest. Can somebody explain-?”

Sergio whispered to her, “They are not like us. They are only human.” He looked at her sadly.

Jen looked back to the people. “Well, it seems like me and Serge are the equivalent of white collar criminals, the way things are now. Maybe we can pull some strings. What are y’all in for?”

“I tried to take my family out of Seattle and they came and grabbed me.”

“I locked my girl in her room, but they said because she has the mark...”

“I don’t know… I don’t know...”

Maddy and the last person didn’t say anything.

Jen said, “Well, it’s not like you killed any of their goat boys. And the Queen talks a lot of junk about loving humanity, so I doubt you get the axe. But we’ll talk to her anyway.”

Sergio looked nervous, thinking about the fact he had personally killed a lot of their goat boys.

She noticed and said, “I’ll talk to her.”

Sergio stayed at the nest. One of the women had a quiet dignity that impressed him, and she hadn’t spoken yet, so he went to her. “What’s your name?”

“I’m Madison.”

“I’m Sergio.”

“I know.”

“You recognize me?”

“Jen said your name.”

“Oh, right.”

“Should I recognize you?”

“No, no...”

“You’re Sergio Hurtado, Colorado Rockies, right?”

“Eh...”

Maddy fished out her cellphone. It was dead as a doornail, but the case had their offset CR logo and a stylized mountain behind it. “I wouldn’t have recognized you if she didn’t say your name.” She chuckled weakly. “You’re the last person I’d expect to see here.”

“We were in town when this started.”

She let the cellphone drop into her pocket. “Mm-hm.”

“I’m sorry. Were you also here for the game?,” he asked.

A guy butted in, aggravated. “This guy’s a celebrity? Is that why you two aren’t in the garbage with us? Fucking figures! And what’s Jen? A TV chef?”

Sergio didn’t know what to say.

Madison put an arm between them. “Take it easy, mister! You don’t know what his problems are!”

“I know he can walk around, while we have to sit in this pile of shit!”

One of the nearby soldiers pointed a bayonet at his throat and he stepped back, palms up, but he glared at Sergio. The rest of the people wept or babbled with each other, lost and terrified.

Maddy took Sergio’s hand and looked him in the eyes. “If you do have celebrity, and can get out of this, please see what you can do for us.”

He still didn’t know what to say. If anyone here was going to catch the death penalty, it was him.

Across the temple floor, Jen had come up to Bymaan. The soldiers nearest her didn’t seem too concerned, which didn’t help her feeling that she could possibly be powerful enough to take down the Queen.

She saw some smaller details around the dais she hadn’t noticed before. A few items of discarded human clothing, some phones, tablets, laptops, and lots of external power sources and wires for them. It seemed like the Queen was trying to get human assistance catching up to the current millennium, and it wasn’t going very well.

“Hey! Heeey. Hey!”

The camel picked up its huge head and swept its snout at her. Jen jumped back. Queen Bymaan stirred.

“Oh? Little Jennifer? What time is it?”

“Uh, I think it’s past noon. Not sure.”

She grinned. “Good morning.”

Jen folded her arms over her chest. Something about this giant near-naked lady made her feel exposed. “Good afternoon. We met the people in the nest over there. They’re freaking out.”

“Did somebody give them drugs?”

“Kinda? I’m sure this all looks normal to you, but for the human race? It feels like we’ve been on PCP for a week. Is there anything you could do to calm them down? They’re worried they might get executed or something real heavy, like life in prison. Is that possible?”

“For them? No. It’s either exile or some time imprisoned, mostly.”

“Is it OK with you if I tell them that?”

“Will it make them feel better?”

“I think so. I hope so.”

She gestured with her huge white arm. “Then by all means, do so.”

Jen nodded then went back to the people. She was disappointed to see Sergio holding a prettier lady’s hand. She almost forgot what she was going to say, but did her best to shake off the feeling.

Sergio let go of Maddy’s hand rather abruptly. “Jen. This is Madison. She knows me from the baseball.”

“That’s great, dude. Madison. All of you, listen up. I just checked in with the Queen. None of you are gonna get executed. You’re just looking at stuff like exile or a little jail time.”

Maddy was tempted to believe it, but how could she?

The others also bristled at the news. “Jail time?! I can’t do jail time!” “I don’t believe it!” “Who will protect my babies?”

Jen got mad. “Cool it! Sergio and me might get executed for what we did, and you don’t see us crying!”

Maddy thought, Well, Sergio seems to be crying a little bit.

A great tumult quieted the mortals, and they looked about for danger. Somewhere on the rooftop complex, trumpets were blasting, medieval herald style. Someone was coming, with a noise not unlike a jet engine. The ground rumbled with an impact, and with the rush of angels and monsters going this way and that.

Queen Bymaan yawned, stood up, and sat on the camel. She didn’t rise, just waited for the source of the ruckus to arrive.

A great red devil walked in between the temple’s pillars - even taller and bulkier than the Queen. He dripped liquid fire from openings in his flesh, was horned and crowned. But his most significant feature was the glowing wheel on his back. It was spinning down, slowing - until they could see that the spokes were a man, suspended in place, head lolling in agony.

She waited until the creature came to her and made a slight bow before she addressed him. “Abalaam, you seem to have repaired your wheel. I trust that this unfortunate soul committed a grievous transgression against my crown?”

“He intended to kill you. As did Bybaal, until he was destroyed last night.”

She sat up straight and tensed, the camel responding with uneasy expressions of its own. “You slew your brother?”

“He was slain. But do not worry yourself. I have come to find out how you are faring with your plans. I see you have already drawn more mortals under your seal.”

“It isn’t difficult. Abalaam, why do you suppose Bybaal set himself against me? It must be something to do with coming to Earth. Do you feel the same call? Is that why you’ve empowered yourself in this way?”

“Mm, we were both in the highest order of angels. Is it right for you to lord yourself over one such as I?”

“We had a compact. Has it weakened on our release from Hell?”

“It has. But you needn’t worry. I am much more loyal than Bybaal. You do remember how much he groused, over the years?”

“It is still sad to see him gone.”

“It is a momentous time.”

She stood and walked out to face him. “Your assurances ring hollow, Abalaam. I will trust you once again, if you submit yourself to renew the compact.”

All the angels and weirdos in attendance were on a razor’s edge. The humans and heroes were wondering how well the exits were going to be guarded if a fight broke out.

Abalaam nodded. “Draw the circle right here, and I will stand inside it with you.” He stepped aside to give her room to work.

She pointed a finger at the ground and fiery lines began to appear. She chanted and her voice multiplied into a chorus.

Abalaam looked down at the humans and they all shrank in terror.

“Ahh, I see nephilim. I thought I recognized that smell.”

Jen said, “Ain’t nobody here but us chickens.”

“Shh,” he said. “Watch the show. Or become part of it.”

The guy dangling from his wheel woke enough to start screaming.

Jen said, “HEY! Let that guy go!”

Bymaan spared her a glance, but couldn’t lose focus on her ritual. She needed to complete all the symbols in the circle right.

Sergio would not have started that confrontation, but he stood by her without hesitation. He did let her do all the talking, however.

Abalaam said, “Nephilim, you know why this man has become so many spokes in my wheel?”

“Don’t care, Diablo.”

“He is like you. And I can always use more power from the same. Would you like to join Sergeant Infante on my back?”

Bymaan finished the circle and looked up at him sharply. “Abalaam! Show some respect to your brothers and sisters. They exist here by my grace.”

“Ah, well,” he said, “Are you ready to renew our compact, my Queen?”

She said, “Very well. Come into my circle.”

He turned away from Jen and Sergio. Jen was about to leap up and grab Infante, but Sergio held her back. “Jen, please.”

“If I had my bicycle, his ass would be grass.”

Maddy cried, “What does that even mean?”

The powerful fallen angels assumed positions inside the magic circle, him on his knees and her standing above.

“Abalaam, Revered Lord of Hell, Humbled as are we all, Will you accept bondage to your Queen Bymaan? To serve in esteem, and not exercise your will in to any end but Her own?”

“Not quite.”

Sergio was swept off his feet by an invisible vortex, and joined Infante in Abalaam’s wheel. They were back to back, arms spread. The wheel began to spin and spark as the monster stood up to his full height.

Jen and Maddy cried out in shock.

Abalaam put a hand on his Queen’s shoulder and forced her to the ground - to her own knees. “Bymaan, Queen of Hell, humbled as you now are, Will you accept bondage to Abalaam Ophanim? Will you recognize the power in the wheels of the cosmos?”

“No!” Her usually placid or lively face contorted with anger, and her voice took on an aspect of a lion. “I serve only Lucifer! Broken wheel!”

“Then perish for your false god. I stand in judgement of you. Did you forget? I once turned the Heavens themselves. Your castle falls.”

He went to one knee and the fiery energy of his wheel grew larger, touching the ground. The building began to rumble and everyone started moving at once. The humans made a break for it, the loyal angels tried to assault Abalaam - and Jen tried as well.

She’d been trying to grab Sergio as he spun in place, but it was no use - he was moving too fast, and her hand was bashed away. But if she didn’t try again, she was going to lose him. For all she knew, spinning like that would kill the guys.

She plunged her arms into the spokes - into the men’s speeding limbs - and was whisked up into the motion, tossed spinning through the air. She landed outside the temple with too much spin, bounced into the air again, then down into the bottomless pit.

Everything was falling apart. Maddy got out of the temple and ran with the crowd, toward the stairwell. Any of the angels and monsters that could fly didn’t bother with that, grabbing anyone they could carry and leaping from the roof. Any that were sufficiently light weight to be carried by a bird grabbed one of the overgrown beasts and also jumped.

But that still left most of the creatures stampeding, crowding for the one way down. There was no way she was going to get in there. She remembered 9-11, of people taking a chance on jumping, when nothing else was left to them.

Then she remembered the camel, from the news. It was able to leap from a highway with no effort. It was a long shot, but maybe the thing could safely take her down from even this lofty height. She ran back to the temple.

Somehow it hadn’t collapsed yet, though the floor was shaking as violently as a jackhammer. The camel was trying to pull its Queen out of the magic circle, to no avail. Maddy ran in there, bouncing across the floor like popcorn on hot grease. She grabbed onto the camel’s saddle with whatever strength was left in her.

Jason had just about given up when the earthquake began. The water turned into a roiling mass, the little trees collapsed, the unicorn whickered in annoyance. Both of them looked to the sky. They knew the walls would collapse on them, and couldn’t help but stare in horror - to see it coming.

The walls definitely looked like they were going to fall, but something else drew his attention. A person fell into the opening, small like an ant at that distance. He was struck with the horror of everything, but seeing someone else helped take his mind off of his own impending doom. That poor bastard.

But something weird happened. It was very hard to tell at a distance, but it looked like they broke their momentum on the wall, started to control their fall after a few flips, and then slowed their speed by running along the rough stone so fast they could cling to it. He couldn’t help but look at the weirdo go.

“Well, Pokey. You can’t say we aren’t going out with a bang.”

The unicorn snorted in reply.

Jen had snapped out of her daze when she bounced off the courtyard, and was aware she was falling in that bottomless pit. It was time to test out that question she and Sergio had pondered earlier - could they, with their super powers, scale down from the top of the building?

She crashed into the wall, and as she bounced she reached out with all her strength, barely touching the stone with her fingertips. But it was enough to keep her falling close to the wall. On the second rotation, she got more of her fingers on the rock. Some fingernails were destroyed, but she was too fired up with adrenaline and mortal terror to notice the pain.

Then her feet were close enough to touch the surface. The damn boots were too slippery and stiff. She almost lost control, but somehow she got close enough to the wall to start using her feet.

At first it was a bad joke, just waving her legs back and forth against the wall, slipping in place like a Hanna-Barbera character winding up to run away from a ghoul. But then those boots found purchase, and she was able to get some horizontal motion. The rumbling of the building threatened to buck her away from the stone, but also pushed the wall into her feet for better traction.

She was doing it. One random slip, one burst of irregular movement from the wall, and she’d plummet to her death. Jen was delirious, eyes wide.

Bymaan was on her knees, her treacherous lieutenant in control. He’d used the power of nephilim to gain an edge. In heaven, they’d both been in the most powerful choir of angels, but cherubim like her were usually a bit less respected than ophanim. In Hell, she’d gained an advantage over two of her betters in a moment when they were weak. Since then, she’d taken her place for granted. All the other demons were impressed with her feat and she was given great power. She realized her mistake now.

Even so, he was a broken thing. The boost they gave him couldn’t last. They stared at each other - allies the night before, mortal enemies in the light of this new day. She said, “Savor the moment, Abalaam.”

He smirked. The temple floor gave way as the rumbling tower began its collapse.

Park and Iphigenia didn’t know what to do when the earthquake hit. Conventional wisdom was to stand in a doorway, so they did that. But then, this couldn’t be a normal earthquake now, could it? Would the conventional wisdom hold up then?

He said, “We can’t let it end like this! Should we run? Should we…?”

“If we do, we have to go up! It’ll take too long now to reach the bottom. On top the roof, at least it can’t collapse on us!”

He looked up, wondering how many flights of stairs were left to go. That’s when he realized part of the rumble was from a seething mass of bodies rushing down the stairs.

“I’m doing this!” Ippy ran for the window, beating the crowd to it, and held herself in place there. It was an arch, like the door frame Park had tucked himself into, but it was also a way outside. If the building collapsed leaning the right way, she could run down the outside to safety.

Park wasn’t fast or brave enough to join her and was bumped by the crowd back into the hallway of that floor. Now he didn’t have the protection of any kind of arch.

Was this why he wasn’t in the visions? Did he die in a collapsing citadel? The chant of the oracles broke out in his mind, silver light strobed in the corners of his vision at random. He fell down, clutching his head.

Was he falling? Yes. The hall was collapsing inward, and he went right along with it.

Jen was nearly at the bottom. She hadn’t slowed enough to be sure of avoiding injury. She’d have to hit the ground running. But it was so uneven - a weird mud and grass hill around the bottom of the well.

She took seven steps there and lost control, spinning and bouncing away into the unknown. She splashed in roiling shallow water over rumbling smooth stones.

“Hey! You there!”

A thickly built man dressed like a dishwasher salesman from the fifties reached to help her up. But he was out of breath, barely able to stand up himself in the world of impending ruin.

She pushed to her feet and held him up as he nearly tumbled. He smelled a bit manly. Too many adventures wearing out his cologne. “Hey, pops! Don’t worry about me.” They both looked up at the rumbling building. Big chunks were starting to break free from the walls above - and fall toward them.

News helicopters recorded the collapse of the largest citadel on Capitol Hill. It broke apart in huge slabs, parts collapsing inward, parts collapsing outward. There wasn’t as thick of dust and smoke clouds as on 9-11, with the structure being mostly composed of solid stone. There was no sheetrock, no ceiling tile, no wood to burn. But it was, nonetheless, a disaster of near biblical proportions. One eight-hundred foot slab fell down the hill toward Lake Union and crushed two churches and a big chunk of the Interstate.

In the end, a cloud of black dust still hung in the air, slowly dissipating over about a mound of ruins about a hundred feet tall and a half mile across, stretching from Cal Anderson Park to Lake Union to Portage Bay to 24th Avenue, just shy of the Arboretum.

***

#The Septagram

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malec fic rec

hello, once again lovelies! i’ve decided to do another malec fic rec! i had fun doing the last one. so i decided to make another one! something there that wasn't there before . (wip) by toastbabeis summary: Beauty and the Beast!Malec AU Alec is raised in an abusive household, causing a coldness to develop in his soul as he grows; a coldness far too similar to his fathers. A witch preys upon that weakness and gives him a chance to prove himself. But Alec fails, and is cursed to a life in the shadows, every move made to remind him that he is turning into the man he once feared. Magnus lives with his mother in a small, countryside village in France. Made an outcast by simply having an education, he longs for a life outside the confines of ignorant minds. When his mother is captured by a beast in a weathered castle, Magnus gives his freedom for her safety. A spell curses one, and freedom curses the other. Will they be able to get past their own troubles and find love? like the dawn (you broke the dark) . (completed) by theonetruenorth summary: This isn’t happening. Alec watches, dumbstruck, as the peacekeepers pull Max from the crowd. The little boy is too frozen in shock to move. It’s his first reaping, the odds were in his favor, he’s not the one who was supposed to be picked. This. Isn’t. Happening. it’s a yes from me . (completed) by ketz summary: Reclusive singer Alec Lightwood has been taking some time away from the spotlight for a few years now. He has lost his inspiration, his reason to keep making music. That is, until his manager, Luke Garroway, asks him to enter the panel of the ridiculous singing competition The Angel's Voice. Alec only says yes because that means keeping an eye on Clary and Simon. He hates those fixed, degrading TV shows with a burning passion. Hopefully, Alec figures, he’ll get some inspiration back watching new comers try their luck on TV. Some of them are bound to be good. It isn’t until Magnus Bane walks on stage, however, that Alec realizes just how right he is. eyes on me . (completed) by clockworkswan summary: When a new same-sex dancing rule gets people talking, Magnus Bane decides to take the jump from Latin to Ballroom in order to prove that change is a good thing. Looking for a new challenge, he’s determined to win the Ballroom Championships and be crowned victorious in the first same-sex partnership.Now all he needs is the right shoes, the right music, and the right partner. ~ Alec is well on his way to securing another victory for his parents’ prestigious dance school, yet a new face, and surprising feelings, might change that. When Magnus turns up, he sweeps more than dancing traditions off their feet. As the competition rounds heat up, and dreams hang in the balance, can the pair prove themselves to a worldwide audience of fellow dreamers, critics and cynics? so bright . (completed) by lemonoclefox summary: "You want me," Magnus says, "to pretend to be your boyfriend." He sounds wholly unimpressed, and Alec has a moment of panic when he hears it out loud. "Yes," he says. "Temporarily." "You want me to fake date you," Magnus says flatly. It's not even a question, but more a way of really driving the point home about how dumb the idea is. "Pretty much.". Magnus narrows his eyes. "You do realize that this never works out well in movies, right?" he says. "Ever." Alec feels a distinct sense of embarrassment creep up now. "Look, I―" "Ever." - Alec has come out, but that doesn't stop his parents from their continuous attempts to set him up with a nice shadowhunter girl. So, what better way to finally get them off his back, than to say he has a boyfriend? Problem solved. Except they now apparently want to meet this guy, who doesn't exist. Thankfully, Magnus Bane -- who encouraged Alec to come out in the first place, and whose silent crush on Alec is just as bad as Alec's crush on him -- is more than happy to help. Even if the night doesn't end up going entirely as planned. what’s it gonna be . (completed) by lemonoclefox summary: Fairchild’s bakery is a second home to not just Magnus, but also to most of his found-family. As a pastry chef, he works long hours and takes great pride in his craft – so much so that he has little time or attention for much else. Least of all romance. After plenty of experience with heartbreak and disappointment, he has come to expect the worst from anything in that department, and the arrival of the wealthy Lightwoods in the neighborhood isn’t about to change that. Especially not when their eldest son might just be the most insufferable prick Magnus has ever met, no matter what anyone else has to say about the guy. (aka the Pride & Prejudice/bakery AU no one asked for) ship of dreams . (wip) by magicandarchery and maleciseverything summary: The Alicante was called 'unsinkable' and the 'Ship of Dreams'; her maiden voyage would be taking many to a new life. For Magnus Bane it would be taking him back home, where he could start over again. For Alec Lightwood it would be taking him home in chains to a life his parents had meticulously planned for him. As the journey wore on they would find that their dreams for the future would change and as tragedy strikes they have to fight to survive to make these dreams a reality. Or: The Titanic AU that no one but Lion bribed asked us to write high expectations . (completed) by lecrit summary: Magnus has had a long day. It was supposed to be a relaxing, lazy day in. He had planned on taking a long bath while listening to King Freddie and let the essential oils unwind the tension from his shoulders. Maybe he would have spiked up the whole thing with one of his homemade martinis. Or the one where Magnus learns he shouldn't make plans, Alec gets high on a potion, and the Chairman is sassy. Part 4 of the Drunk Alec series. expecto patronum . (completed) by gaydemonium summary: Alec is having trouble casting his Patronus so Magnus helps him out. gardener for hire . (completed) by gaydemonium summary: Magnus needs a landscaper to help with his lawn. Alec isn't who he expects. [Based on everything Matt said during his livechat] the last thing i expected . (completed) by kouriarashi summary: On every warlock's 25th birthday, there's a ritual to choose their perfect match. Normally it isn't a big deal, but for Magnus Bane - the son of Asmodeus, an Underworld crime lord - it's the party of the century. Everyone is more than a little surprised when Magnus' match turns out to be the bartender, Alec ... who's actually an undercover police officer. Alec's bosses want him to play along to get close to the organization, but Alec isn't sure he can mislead the man who's apparently his soulmate... today your barista is... . (completed) by baneandgone summary: alec works in a coffeeshop. one day jace hijacks the chalkboard out front (aka one of those 'today your barista is' sign aus)

#there it is my second malec rec!#shadowhunters #malec #alec lightwood #magnus bane #malec fanfic rec

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PROFILE LOADED...「LIANG XIFENG」「U/A」「TWENTY-NINE」

“Twenty-nine-year-old RED POLE (ENFORCER) FOR THE MENG TONG that goes by the alias ‘FAYE’. No known allies.”

✘ THREAT LEVEL HIGH. PROCEED WITH EXTREME CAUTION...

[ BACKGROUND... ]

“I don’t understand why she has to be there all the time,” a spiteful comment, meant to be inaudible, perked the young woman’s attention as soon as her ears caught wind of the remark, coming from the ‘soldier’ standing on her right, a man two years her senior and yet two ranks below Xifeng. His resentment did not come with a surprise, and if she tried hard perhaps she would be able to understand his sentiment, but she was never the type – having been taught this early on – to show sympathy for any of the ranks below her; occasionally, her father schooled her, those with the upper hand could not be trusted either. When one swims in a pool of sharks 24/7, one has no other choice but to become a shark too. Lesson number one.

“Do you know what you should be worried about?” the woman’s voice reverberated through the empty warehouse, bouncing off the walls and the large delivery containers, rolling back to cut through the initial silence shared between the five present members of the Meng tong. Turning to her side in a sharp angle, she looked up at the solider and smiled. “Why am I that better than you, and why you lack so much as to necessitate my presence?” She saw his body twitch. If he had completely lost his mind, he would have attempted to injure her. She knew that at that point, soldier Li wanted to kill her with his bare hands, at the cost of his head later on. But, she was unafraid, instead turning back around to watch the delivery containers be opened, unfazed by the temporary commotion her bold words caused among the circles. With the Mountain Master’s blessing, Liang Xifeng lacked fear in certain pivotal spheres, but simultaneously, her inexhaustible courage and disregard for other people’s resentment were exactly what led her to the position she holds even today.

Born to a Liaison Officer father, chief connection between the different units of the tong, and mother who, in turn, was daughter of the former Administrator (or the business and financial advisor of the criminal clan), Liang Xifeng was meant to grow up in the life of crime, whether she wanted to or not. However, contrary to what some might assume, Xifeng never felt herself to be at a disadvantage in life because of how and where she had been raised. It all started with her name really; unwilling to give their daughter an elegant, floral name – a fashion of many parents – her own parents opted for Western Phoenix, a title which conjures strength, fearsomeness and immortality, hoping this would bless their daughters path. And indeed it had because as she grew, Xifeng – who later renamed herself to Faye – embraced the code and lifestyle of the black society clan whose members abounded her childhood. With her father as role model, Xifeng showed determination to become like dad before she turned ten, and got exactly what she wanted. Instead of perhaps fighting his daughter’s requests and attempting to provide a different future, Xifeng’s father was proud to witness her tenacity and set the foundations of the young girl’s life-to-be, ensuring that she learned and understood the three most valuable lessons early on. Number one: when you’re swimming in a pool of sharks all the time, you have no other choice but to become a shark yourself. Number two: Trust has a heavy price to pay and should be handed out wisely, because once you have spent it all, you have signed your death sentence. And number three: Your mental strength has to match your bodily courage; without coordination, you have achieved nothing.

Women among the clan members were not unheard of; but women climbing far up the ladder faced more arduous challenges than their male counterparts. Seen as smaller and weaker (and in some people’s eyes as disposable) Xifeng had to have not two or three or four, but six eyes open and all her father’s knowledge and training put to perfect use if she wanted to make herself known in the circles. Starting from an uninitiated member where she was given little opportunity to shine except in the sphere of hitmen for hire, Xifeng took her baby-steps to the rank of a soldier when she was just seventeen years old, establishing herself as the youngest known hitman with a confirmed kill before she celebrated her eighteenth birthday in her homeland. The Shanghai born-and-raised slowly gained the trust and respect of her superiors, becoming a known name (as Liang Faye) in the hitman-to-hire circles, but her loyalty remained inseparably tied to the Meng tang whose ultimate approval she strived to get. She was their member after all. For rent or not, Meng was her home, her identity, her blood and her strength. She was born out of it through her parents and she swore that if she had to die for it, then she would gladly do so. It was this shatterproof fidelity that got her the attention of the leader and this helped her – despite the rumours which claimed she could only go higher up because of her father’s and grandfather’s legacy – to become what she is today: just a couple of ranks below the big boss, an overseer and enforcer of his decisions and operations.

Xifeng did not utter a single complaint when, at the age of twenty five, she was transferred to Seoul, to take care of Meng’s business there. Given her own unit of soldiers, Liang Faye received the position and opportunity she dared not dream of as a younger girl. Still, even in the newly gained greater freedom in Korea, she does not let her guard down. Though her connections are limitless, so are the dangers. With the fate of Meng’s Korean business on her shoulders, and her name as a highly successful, nine out of ten, hitwoman becoming established among the Korean gangs as well, Xifeng has to balance several raging fires of the crime world, while keeping her own head on her shoulders. Nevertheless, Xifeng is not afraid of fire, for one simple reason: she is a phoenix and believes she will rise from the ashes. Absorbing power from what may seem a superstition, she fully embraces the old saying nomen est omen and treads life not with care but with fiery viciousness, something one may not accept from a small and bashful looking woman such as herself.

[ BEHAVIOR... ]

Xifeng is a type that keeps to herself. She doesn’t speak much about her private life, even less about her family. She was taught at an early age to mind her own business and focus only on what is relevant to keep her going. Although her behind-the-curtains life features an endless sequence of crime, her main-stage day-by-day existence is quiet and devoid of much attention-attracting. Still, this does not mean that she is a bore.

She knows how to have fun and how to ‘mingle with the crowd’ when she has nothing else to do. She may be the talk-back offer-a-bunch-of-ironic-comments type, which may or may not agitate others, but Xifeng can be quite a sociable and extroverted person when she wants to. On a daily basis, she is not difficult to deal with, but she can be rather prideful when it comes to her ‘work’. She considers herself one of the best and most capable so it’s not wrong to say that she, when her ego is bruised, gets quite huffy.

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hey there, im very sick and sad at the moment, do you have super fluffy(preferably multichapter) fics?

Hey Nonnie,

Fluffy multichapters? I’ll see what I can do :-) Most multichapters will contain some angst, though, even when the story is mostly fluff.

Here are some virtual hugs for you in the hopes of making you feel a bit better XOXOXO

Marjan

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Obligatory 'gay marriage becomes legal in New York and the boys react' fic.Also: Blaine just wants a blowjob. His elderly neighbor, Kurt's parents, and a plan that's been in the making for three and a half years all serve as sources to Blaine's seemingly never-ending sexual frustration.

Excited about things by @a-simple-rainbow

"It's not fair because I'll never get to make fun of your pictures!" He whines and Kurt stops dead on his track. The silence is thick and then Blaine sighs and laughs "Relax, I'm kidding." "I'm… I…" "You're gonna have to get used to blind jokes if this is gonna work." Blaine announces, smirking as he leaves the kitchen, glass in hand. (Blind!blaine, Skank!Kurt, FLUFF)

Gourmet Rhapsody by @hazelandglasz

Kurt has been working as a designer in a high-end fashion house but he just reaches his emotional limit.He goes through a burnout and during the time he has been given to recover, he goes back to what has always been his way to cope with stress : cooking and more particularly baking.It acts as an epiphany : why does he keep on working for someone else who doesn’t really let him make the right decisions and put too much pressure on him, if he can try being his own boss ?With Blaine’s support and Adam’s collaboration, he opens “Nibble on”, a bakery that cares about feeding you, body and soul.

How Kurt Hummel Loses His Virginity by @scatter-the-stars

Tired of being a virgin, and not having anybody be interested in him, shy and insecure, Kurt, decides that for his twentieth birthday, as a present to himself, he will hire an escort and lose the big V. Little does he know, that when he meets Blaine, his escort, everything will change.

How Many Days... by @fictionallylost

How many days does it take to fall in love? For Music Producer, Blaine Anderson it’s just another day at the office working on a valentines record for an international, top selling artist; with the idea of love as far from his mind as possible…that is until he meets lead backing vocalist, Kurt Hummel.

In Want of Magic by @trufflemores

3.01-4.01. "I just want my senior year to be magic."

Italian Boy by @kookaburrito

Every Saturday morning Kurt takes the bus to Little Italy. During the ride he keeps seeing the same cute boy who reads Italian books, and decides to learn the language, you know, just because it might turn out useful in the end.

Jump by @scatter-the-stars

It's been over a year since the injury that took away his dream. No longer able to take the questions and concerns, Kurt has escaped to a small town to think about what he wants. What he doesn't expect to find are Blaine and his little girl, who both quickly steal his heart. And it's not long before he has to make the choice of where his heart truly lies.

life is like a song (i want you to sing to me) by @luthien82

Kurt and Blaine have been best friends since college. They would do anything for each other, which Blaine proves when Kurt confesses he has to go home for a wedding - a wedding where everyone expects him to bring his long time boyfriend. The thing is: Kurt doesn't have one. But he has a Blaine, who is willing to help. Enter one group of crazy, well meaning friends, a week full of wedding preparations, and lots of sexual tension and you've got yourself a mix that's just bound to blow up in their faces...

Loving You Is Easy by @mrscriss2012

Single parent Kurt is moving back to Ohio. Having been hurt before, will he ever find anyone to love and trust again?

Make the Yuletide Gay by @razorsharpquill

When the invitation comes, Blaine Anderson is delighted -- he can't think of a better way to usher in the holidays than an impromptu Warbler reunion to celebrate one of their own getting married. Unfortunately that includes ALL of the Warblers, including his ex-boyfriend Sebastian. Avoiding the ex might just call for drastic measures -- and Blaine knows just the man for the job.

Missing Pieces by @sunshineoptimismandangels

Even after living in New York City for three years Kurt Hummel still hasn't found love. He thought that the city of his dreams would make all of his dreams come true, but maybe he just isn't made for romance. That is until Kurt is home for the summer, helping his father run his growing Android Repair shop and getting to know hid dad's latest acquisition, a handsome and sweet android with curly hair, and a kind smile and a love for musicals. Maybe Kurt will discover that love isn't what he always thought it was.

NYADA Crushes by @notthetoothfairy

Kurt doesn’t think it’s going to be a big deal if he posts an anonymous message on the NYADA Crushes Facebook page about the cute guy he just saw fall on his ass in front of the NYADA main entrance. Little does he know that Blaine is going to be his dance TA once the new school year starts, and that Blaine has a history with NYADA Crushes, too.

Operation Secret Santa by @ckerouac

Kurt can't stop staring at the cute guy who comes by the coffee station near his desk every morning, but can never muster up the courage to say hello. Until the assignment for their office Secret Santa is revealed and his reads 'Blaine Anderson'. Written in pieces for Klaine Advent 2017.

Shiftings by @chazzam (check out the entire verse, it’s lovely!)

Shiftings 'verse #1 - The shift in their relationship didn't come out of left field at all. Beneath the surface, things had been changing all along. Set right after THE KLISS. Kind of fluffy.

Somebody to Love by @bazllton

Klaine Coffee shop AU in which Kurt is a barista and Blaine is a dorky customer. Basically just lots and lots of fluff.

Sum verse by flaming_muse

The whole of Kurt and Blaine’s relationship is greater than the sum of its parts. Scenes of two boys in love.

Three Weeks of Summer by @antarcticbird

Kurt just wants to get some work done, Rachel just wants him to relax, and Blaine shows up and makes everything even more complicated than it is already.

Written On My Heart by @gingerfic

Kurt draws Blaine’s name in a massive secret pal exchange at work. He doesn’t know Blaine, and thinks he is giving to a female. Will he decide to reveal himself and actually meet Blaine at the end of the six weeks?Meanwhile, he has started noticing an attractive stranger...

Also, if you don’t mind me reccing one of my own fics:

Catch Me A Catch by lilyvandersteen

Blaine is a hard-working pre-law student and part-time barista, whose brother Cooper has snagged a role in Funny Girl. Kurt is a diligent NYADA student and intern at Vogue dot com, whose roommate Rachel is the new Fanny Brice. Cooper and Rachel hit it off immediately, and then start scheming to get Kurt and Blaine together.

#klaine #klaine fanfiction #fluff #multichapter #fic finder #Anonymous

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Fake Friends and Family for Hire

Money may not be able to buy love, but here in Japan, it can certainly buy the appearance of love—and appearance, as the dapper Ishii Yuichi insists, is everything. As a man whose business involves becoming other people, Yuichi would know. The handsome and charming 36-year-old is on call to be your best friend, your husband, your father, or even a mourner at your funeral.

His 8-year-old company, Family Romance, provides professional actors to fill any role in the personal lives of clients. With a burgeoning staff of 800 or so actors, ranging from infants to the elderly, the organization prides itself on being able to provide a surrogate for almost any conceivable situation.

Yuichi believes that Family Romance helps people cope with unbearable absences or perceived deficiencies in their lives. In an increasingly isolated and entitled society, the CEO predicts the exponential growth of his business and others like it, as à la carte human interaction becomes the new norm.

I sat down recently with Yuichi in a café on the outskirts of Tokyo, to discuss his business and what it means to be, in the words of his company motto, “more than real.”

Roc Morin: Just to be perfectly clear, you’ve come as yourself today, haven’t you?

Ishii Yuichi: Yes, at this moment I am only myself.

Morin: What was your very first role?

Yuichi: I had a single-mother friend, and she had a son. He was trying to enter a private school, but they denied him solely because he had no father. I wanted to challenge the unfairness of Japanese society, so I posed as his father.

Morin: Were you successful?

Yuichi: Not in that situation. But, it inspired the idea for this business.

Morin: When was your first success?

Yuichi: I played a father for a 12-year-old with a single mother. The girl was bullied because she didn’t have a dad, so the mother rented me. I’ve acted as the girl’s father ever since. I am the only real father that she knows.

Morin: And this is ongoing?

Yuichi: Yes, I’ve been seeing her for eight years. She just graduated high school.

Morin: Does she understand that you’re not her real father?

Yuichi: No, the mother hasn’t told her.

Morin: How do you think she would feel if she discovered the truth?

Yuichi: I think she would be shocked. If the client never reveals the truth, I must continue the role indefinitely. If the daughter gets married, I have to act as a father in that wedding, and then I have to be the grandfather. So, I always ask every client, “Are you prepared to sustain this lie?” It’s the most significant problem our company has.

Morin: So, you could be involved with her for the rest of your life?

Yuichi: It’s risky that she might discover the truth someday. In this company, one person can only have five families at a time. That’s the rule. It’s not only about secrecy. The client always asks for the ideal husband, the ideal father. That’s a very difficult role to maintain.

Ishii Yuichi (Roc Morin)

Morin: How do you determine what the ideal husband or father is?

Yuichi: There’s an order form where every possible preference is listed: hairstyle, glasses, beard, fashion sense ... Do you like classy or casual? Is he affectionate or stern? When he arrives, should he be talkative or tired from a long day at work?

Morin: What did the mother you mentioned earlier request on her form?

Yuichi: She wanted the father to be kind, very kind. He would never yell. She wanted the kind of father that would be able to deliver wise advice.

Morin: How did you create that persona?

Yuichi: I’m not married in real life. I have no kids. At first, I couldn’t really find in myself the kind of father that she wanted me to be. So, I watched a lot of movies about fathers, and I cultivated my persona through the movies.

Morin: Can you describe the sessions with your fake daughter?

Yuichi: Sometimes we dine together. We’ve been to theme parks, like Disneyland. We go shopping in Harajuku once a month. The mother pays about 20,000 yen per four hours, plus expenses. That’s about $200.

Morin: What’s your cover story?

Yuichi: I told her I have my own family now, and that’s why I can’t see her often.

Morin: What happened to the real father?

Yuichi: Even the mother doesn’t know. There was a lot of physical violence. They divorced, and that was the end of it.

Morin: Did you take his name?

Yuichi: Yes, I use the father’s name—first and last.

Morin: How do you handle it when the daughter gets angry or sad?

Yuichi: I never yell, no matter what. That was in the order-form description. The girl was bullied also, if you remember, so her feelings can be very unsettling. There was also a rebellious time, in her teens. She was having difficulties with her mother. When she’s with me, though, she always asks, “Why do you have to leave now?” It’s unpleasant, but it is a reasonable emotion.

Morin: Does she love you?

Yuichi: She does. It’s easy to feel her love. She talks about her relationship with her mother, she shares sensitive feelings, she opens up to me.

Morin: Does any aspect of your real self seep in?

Yuichi: I don’t allow it to, otherwise I would become self-conscious.

Morin: Do you feel like you have a responsibility to the daughter, because of your connection to her now?

Yuichi: Depending on the situation, it’s different. The heaviness is different, but everywhere I go, I feel it—the responsibility.

Morin: When you’re working, is it purely acting, or do the feelings ever become real?

Yuichi: It’s a business. I’m not going to be her father for 24 hours. It’s a set time. When I am acting with her, I don't really feel that I love her, but when the session is over and I have to go, I do feel a little sad. The kids cry sometimes. They say, “Why do you have to leave?” In those instances, I feel very sorry that I’m faking it—very guilty. There are times, when I’m done with the work and I come back home, where I sit and watch TV. I find myself wondering, “Is this, now, the real me, or the actor?”

Morin: How do you answer that question?

Yuichi: I don’t think I have an answer. The person that used to be me—is he me now? I know that it’s common for actors to feel that way. If you’re a really good actor—if you’re in it all the time—it feels very unsettling.

Morin: When do you feel the most like yourself?

Yuichi: When I’m with my family, my real family. It’s agonizing to be alone and just think, “Is this really me, right now?” The inner monologues are tough.

Morin: How do you know that your family hasn’t been hired?

Yuichi: That’s a good question! No one knows.

Morin: I have a project collecting dreams, and often work is a common theme. Do you dream about your work?

Yuichi: I dream about my client—when she cries because I have to leave. It’s a very emotional situation.

Morin: How is the dream different from reality?

Yuichi: Sometimes, in the dream, I tell her the truth.

Morin: What do you say?

Yuichi: I say, “I’m very sorry. I’m a member of the Family Romance corporation. I’m not your true father.” Right before she can respond—just as she opens her mouth to speak, I wake up. I am terrified of the answer, so I just wake up.

Morin: Are you ever someone else in your dreams?

Yuichi: In Japanese business culture, there is a situation where you have to visit a company and say I’m deeply sorry for what I did and just bow and bow. Occasionally, I dream about that.

Morin: How does that work when you’re hired to do that in real life?

Yuichi: Usually, I accompany a salaryman who made a mistake. I take the identity of the salaryman myself, then I apologize profusely for his mistake. Have you seen the way we say sorry? You go have to down on your hands and knees on the floor. Your hands have to tremble. So, my client is there standing off to the side—the one who actually made the mistake—and I’m prostrate on the floor writhing around, and the boss is there red-faced as he hurls down abuse from above. Sometimes, I wonder to myself, “Am I actually doing this?”

Morin: What do you feel?

Yuichi: I feel extremely uncomfortable. I’m just thinking, “I’m innocent!” I want to point at the actual culprit and shout, “He did it!”

Morin: Are you ever hired to apologize in other situations?

Yuichi: Yes, sometimes in relationships. Imagine there’s a married couple, and the wife cheats on the husband. When that happens, the husband often demands a confrontation with the other man. Naturally, this can be difficult to arrange, because the man usually runs away. In that case, they bring me instead.

Morin: What happens then?

Yuichi: There’s a manual for everything in this company. We use psychology to determine the optimal outcome. In this case, the standard tactic is to make me look like a yakuza [gangster]. Typically, I arrive with the wife, and the husband is there, and suddenly I will just bow then deeply apologize. Usually, the husband will berate me, but because I appear to be a yakuza, he won’t pursue the matter further.

Morin: I understand you work as a boyfriend too. Can you describe that experience?

Yuichi: Those clients are usually older ladies. It used to be primarily women in their 50s, but now there are even more women in their 30s.

Morin: Is this sexual or just platonic?

Yuichi: It’s a dating situation. It’s not about having sexual relations, although some women have expected that. Generally, the women just want to have fun with a younger man. They want to feel young again.

Morin: Why do you think these women hire you?

Yuichi: The women typically say that in a real relationship, you’re slowly building trust. It takes years to create a strong connection. For them, it’s a lot of hassle and disappointment. Imagine investing five years with someone and then they break up with you. It’s just easier to schedule two hours per week to interact with an ideal boyfriend. There’s no conflict, no jealously, no bad habits. Everything is perfect.

Morin: You’ve been on so many fake dates—what is it like for you, in your own personal life, to go on an actual date?

Yuichi: I don’t have a real girlfriend right now. Real dating feels like work. It feels like work to care for a real person.

Morin: Do you plan on having a family someday?

Yuichi: Honestly, I’m full. I’m full of family, and I feel like it’s a lot to manage. Sometimes, a client asks me to be there in the room when she gives birth. One time, the client was a pregnant woman, and rather than ask her parents, she wanted me to be there. So, I went. Some women propose to me, and I say no, but it’s very hard for me to say no.

Morin: Why?

Yuichi: Many women say, “I want to marry you.” I say, “You’re in love with an order form. It’s not me—it’s the acting that you love.” If I married her, I’d have to keep acting. And, there are certain women who are wonderful, but the soul I have with them is not my real soul. So, I cannot and I would not.

Morin: Do you ever prefer playing a role to being yourself?

Yuichi: I like playing the caring father. I play with the kids, even when I’m tired. It’s very tough when you're exhausted, but you still show up, and you try to create happiness. That’s the kind of father I admire, even when it’s me.

Morin: What is your favorite role?

Yuichi: It doesn’t happen often, but there are cases when I have to be a groom. There are situations where parents pressure a daughter to marry—if she’s a lesbian, for example. So, they have an entire wedding, and it’s a fake wedding, except for the client’s family. The friends, and everyone else are fake. My side is all fake. Fifty fake people all pretending it’s real. The cost is 2 million yen, for everyone.

Morin: How many times have you been married?

Yuichi: Three times.

Morin: And the brides—they never see you again?

Yuichi: We never meet again.

Morin: Do the brides get emotional—having to marry a stranger?

Yuichi: The women usually don’t like showing emotion to me, but sometimes I feel emotional. Everyone on my side is a coworker, and they’re all celebrating me. So, there is a moment when it does seem very real.

Morin: Why do you think this kind of business thrives in Japan specifically?

Yuichi: The Japanese are not expressive people. There is a communication deficit. In conversation, we do not express ourselves, our opinions, our emotions. Others come first, before our own desires. The family size is diminishing too. Families used to be larger. Now, you eat alone.

Morin: What do you predict for the future of your business?

Yuichi: The demand is increasing. More people, for example, want help to appear popular on social media. We had one man recently who paid a huge sum just to fly with five employees to Las Vegas and take pictures for Facebook.

Morin: Have you or any of your employees hired other actors for your own lives?

Yuichi: It happens. For instance, some employees hire actors to praise them in the presence of people they want to impress. Personally, when I throw speaking seminars, I often bring extras to bolster the crowd.

Morin: Is everyone in the world replaceable?

Yuichi: That’s a very good question. I’m not sure. There was one case of a man in his 60s. His wife died, and he wanted to order another copy of her. We provided that.

Morin: And he called the new woman by his wife’s old name?

Yuichi: Yes, the same name, and he wanted her to call him what his wife had. She called him Otōsan—it means father. In Japan, it’s pretty common to say father, even if you’re the wife.

Morin: Did she have the same memories as the wife?

Yuichi: There are certain memories, yes. There’s a blank sheet, and the client writes the memories that he wants the wife to remember.

Morin: When your employees mimic a strong emotional connection like that—is it ever a problem that they become too emotionally attached to their clients?

Yuichi: Attachment is a problem. So, there are rules. They cannot share personal contact information. If it’s a boyfriend or girlfriend scenario, they cannot be alone in a room. They can hold hands, but they cannot hug. No kissing. No sex.

Morin: What makes your company different from competitors?

Yuichi: We have a huge variation of employees and the dedication to create an experience that surpasses reality. That’s why our motto is “more than real.” We had a case recently where a dying man wanted to see his grandchild, but it would not have been born in time. His daughter was able to rent an infant for the day.

Morin: What does it mean to be “more than real”?

Yuichi: There are less concerns. There is less misunderstanding and conflict. Our clients can expect better results.

Morin: You’re offering a more perfect form of reality?

Yuichi: More ideal. More clean.

Morin: Are there any requests that you’ve rejected?

Yuichi: Unless it’s a crime, we will accept any request. Some people with anorexia, for example, want to see people who are willing to eat in front of them. They just find relief in watching a person who eats a lot. We will even do that.

Morin: What does the word “real” mean to you?

Yuichi: I believe the term “real” is misguided. Take Facebook, for example. Is that real? Even if the people in the pictures haven’t been paid, everything is curated to such an extent that it hardly matters.

Morin: Do you believe that the concept of “realness” has become invalid?

Yuichi: I believe that the world is always unfair, and my business exists because of that unfairness.

Morin: So, you are correcting injustice?

Yuichi: A woman with a boyfriend doesn’t need to hire a boyfriend. A man with a father doesn’t need to hire a father. It's about bringing balance to society.

Morin: Is it possible to avoid the truth forever?

Yuichi: The truth does have to come out eventually. The happiness is not endless, but that doesn’t mean that it’s without value. The child had a father when she needed him most. It might have been a brief period, and she might know the truth now, but she had a meaningful experience at that time.

Morin: In your own personal life, what do you want that you don't have?

Yuichi: There is nothing more that I want. I've met so many clients. I've played so many roles with them. By doing my job, their dreams come true. In that way, my dreams come true as well. I feel fulfilled, just being needed.

from Health News And Updates https://www.theatlantic.com/health/archive/2017/11/paying-for-fake-friends-and-family/545060/?utm_source=feed

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ionecoffman · 6 years

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Fake Friends and Family for Hire

I sat down recently with Yuichi in a café on the outskirts of Tokyo, to discuss his business and what it means to be, in the words of his company motto, “more than real.”

Roc Morin: Just to be perfectly clear, you’ve come as yourself today, haven’t you?

Ishii Yuichi: Yes, at this moment I am only myself.

Morin: What was your very first role?

Morin: Were you successful?

Yuichi: Not in that situation. But, it inspired the idea for this business.

Morin: When was your first success?

Morin: And this is ongoing?

Yuichi: Yes, I’ve been seeing her for eight years. She just graduated high school.

Morin: Does she understand that you’re not her real father?

Yuichi: No, the mother hasn’t told her.

Morin: How do you think she would feel if she discovered the truth?

Morin: So, you could be involved with her for the rest of your life?

Ishii Yuichi (Roc Morin)

Morin: How do you determine what the ideal husband or father is?

Morin: What did the mother you mentioned earlier request on her form?

Yuichi: She wanted the father to be kind, very kind. He would never yell. She wanted the kind of father that would be able to deliver wise advice.

Morin: How did you create that persona?

Morin: Can you describe the sessions with your fake daughter?

Morin: What’s your cover story?

Yuichi: I told her I have my own family now, and that’s why I can’t see her often.

Morin: What happened to the real father?

Yuichi: Even the mother doesn’t know. There was a lot of physical violence. They divorced, and that was the end of it.

Morin: Did you take his name?

Yuichi: Yes, I use the father’s name—first and last.

Morin: How do you handle it when the daughter gets angry or sad?

Morin: Does she love you?

Yuichi: She does. It’s easy to feel her love. She talks about her relationship with her mother, she shares sensitive feelings, she opens up to me.

Morin: Does any aspect of your real self seep in?

Yuichi: I don’t allow it to, otherwise I would become self-conscious.

Morin: Do you feel like you have a responsibility to the daughter, because of your connection to her now?

Yuichi: Depending on the situation, it’s different. The heaviness is different, but everywhere I go, I feel it—the responsibility.

Morin: When you’re working, is it purely acting, or do the feelings ever become real?

Morin: How do you answer that question?

Morin: When do you feel the most like yourself?

Yuichi: When I’m with my family, my real family. It’s agonizing to be alone and just think, “Is this really me, right now?” The inner monologues are tough.

Morin: How do you know that your family hasn’t been hired?

Yuichi: That’s a good question! No one knows.

Morin: I have a project collecting dreams, and often work is a common theme. Do you dream about your work?

Yuichi: I dream about my client—when she cries because I have to leave. It’s a very emotional situation.

Morin: How is the dream different from reality?

Yuichi: Sometimes, in the dream, I tell her the truth.

Morin: What do you say?

Morin: Are you ever someone else in your dreams?

Yuichi: In Japanese business culture, there is a situation where you have to visit a company and say I’m deeply sorry for what I did and just bow and bow. Occasionally, I dream about that.

Morin: How does that work when you’re hired to do that in real life?

Morin: What do you feel?

Yuichi: I feel extremely uncomfortable. I’m just thinking, “I’m innocent!” I want to point at the actual culprit and shout, “He did it!”

Morin: Are you ever hired to apologize in other situations?

Morin: What happens then?

Morin: I understand you work as a boyfriend too. Can you describe that experience?

Yuichi: Those clients are usually older ladies. It used to be primarily women in their 50s, but now there are even more women in their 30s.

Morin: Is this sexual or just platonic?

Morin: Why do you think these women hire you?

Morin: You’ve been on so many fake dates—what is it like for you, in your own personal life, to go on an actual date?

Yuichi: I don’t have a real girlfriend right now. Real dating feels like work. It feels like work to care for a real person.

Morin: Do you plan on having a family someday?

Morin: Why?

Morin: Do you ever prefer playing a role to being yourself?

Morin: What is your favorite role?

Morin: How many times have you been married?

Yuichi: Three times.

Morin: And the brides—they never see you again?

Yuichi: We never meet again.

Morin: Do the brides get emotional—having to marry a stranger?

Morin: Why do you think this kind of business thrives in Japan specifically?

Morin: What do you predict for the future of your business?

Morin: Have you or any of your employees hired other actors for your own lives?

Morin: Is everyone in the world replaceable?

Yuichi: That’s a very good question. I’m not sure. There was one case of a man in his 60s. His wife died, and he wanted to order another copy of her. We provided that.

Morin: And he called the new woman by his wife’s old name?

Yuichi: Yes, the same name, and he wanted her to call him what his wife had. She called him Otōsan—it means father. In Japan, it’s pretty common to say father, even if you’re the wife.

Morin: Did she have the same memories as the wife?

Yuichi: There are certain memories, yes. There’s a blank sheet, and the client writes the memories that he wants the wife to remember.

Morin: When your employees mimic a strong emotional connection like that—is it ever a problem that they become too emotionally attached to their clients?

Morin: What makes your company different from competitors?

Morin: What does it mean to be “more than real”?

Yuichi: There are less concerns. There is less misunderstanding and conflict. Our clients can expect better results.

Morin: You’re offering a more perfect form of reality?

Yuichi: More ideal. More clean.

Morin: Are there any requests that you’ve rejected?

Morin: What does the word “real” mean to you?

Morin: Do you believe that the concept of “realness” has become invalid?

Yuichi: I believe that the world is always unfair, and my business exists because of that unfairness.

Morin: So, you are correcting injustice?

Yuichi: A woman with a boyfriend doesn’t need to hire a boyfriend. A man with a father doesn’t need to hire a father. It's about bringing balance to society.

Morin: Is it possible to avoid the truth forever?

Morin: In your own personal life, what do you want that you don't have?

Article source here:The Atlantic

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Release date: June 2 — get tickets here Release type: Wide

Band Aid

Zoe Lister-Jones reportedly hired an all-female crew to help her craft this romantic comedy, which she also stars in as one half of a struggling couple seeking to fix their fraying relationship by crooning their mutual anxieties as part of an impromptu, two-person rock band.

Release date: June 2 — get tickets here Release type: Limited

Sami Blood

Sami Blood, a Swedish drama from Amanda Kernell, traveled the festival circuit late last year, world premiering at the Venice Film Festival before stopping in Toronto, Tokyo, and Sundance. The film earned favorable notices from movie critics, particularly Variety‘s Guy Lodge, who calls this story of a 14-year-old girl’s acclimation to 1930s Swedish society at a state-run school a “coming-of-age tale that pointedly addresses a bygone era of Scandi colonialism.”

Release date: June 2 — get tickets here Release type: Limited

It Comes At Night

After wowing critics with his searing family drama Krisha in 2015, Trey Edward Shults returns to the big screen with a genre shift in tow, helming one of the most unsettling pictures in recent memory with It Comes At Night, a taut psychological drama about two families battling paranoia, personal demons, and each other inside a rural cabin in post-apocalyptic America.

Release date: June 9 — get tickets here Release type: Wide

Megan Leavey

Kate Mara plays a young Marine corporal who forms a powerful bond with her combat dog, a German Shepherd, during deployment in Iraq.

Release date: June 9 — get tickets here Release type: Wide

The Mummy

Tom Cruise and Universal are reviving the age-old creature series as part of the studio’s plans to launch its Dark Universe franchise, which is currently scheduled to include Johnny Depp as the Invisible Man and Javier Bardem as Frankenstein’s Monster in subsequent films.

Release date: June 9 — get tickets here Release type: Wide

Beatriz at Dinner

Prolific film and television director Miguel Arteta (Enlightened, The Good Girl, Getting On) directs Salma Hayek, who plays an immigrant living the American dream who butts heads with a snooty, ruthless billionaire (John Lithgow) at one of her wealthy client’s dinner parties, in this Sundance drama.

Release date: June 9 — get tickets here Release type: Limited

My Cousin Rachel

Suspicions threaten to break the spell an enchanting woman (Rachel Weisz) casts on her smitten cousin (Sam Claflin) in this adaptation of Daphne du Maurier’s period novel.

Release date: June 9 — get tickets here Release type: Limited

Cars 3

The animated series returns for another lap with Cars 3, Disney-Pixar’s family-oriented continuation which follows Lightning McQueen (Owen Wilson) on his quest to prove his dominance on the race track to a new generation of up-and-coming automobiles.

Release date: June 16 — get tickets here Release type: Wide

Rough Night

Vaulting into theaters following the success of female-driven comedies like Sisters, Trainwreck, and Bad Moms in the recent past, Rough Night charts the course of a group of friends (Scarlett Johansson, Zoë Kravitz, Ilana Glazer, Kate McKinnon, Jillian Bell) who land themselves in hot water after their wild Miami bachelorette party turns deadly when they accidentally kill a male stripper. Director Lucia Aniello has helmed multiple episodes of Glazer’s Broad City, and here makes her feature debut additionally directing her real-life partner (and co-screenwrither) Paul W. Downs, who plays the fiancé of Johansson’s character. “It is kind of a unique experience to direct your boyfriend, who you have made the choice to cast as Scarlett Johansson’s love interest,” Aniello previously told EW.

Release date: June 16 — get tickets here Release type: Wide

47 Meters Down

Mandy Moore turns on the waterworks on NBC’s heartbreaking family drama This Is Us, but the creatures of the deep are turning on her in this sharktastic thriller, which costars Claire Holt and Matthew Modine. “The majority of the movie is us completely freaking out,” Moore told EW of the film. “Imagine somebody who’s at the bottom of the ocean, who’s never gone diving before, doesn’t know how to clear her air or what any of her equipment does. It’s the f—ing most terrifying nightmare on the planet to her. Most of the time I was shooting, I would be going through my [oxygen] tank in two seconds because I was hyperventilating.”

Release date: June 16 — get tickets here Release type: Wide

All Eyez On Me

Tupac Shakur’s life and legacy are getting the big screen treatment with All Eyez On Me, which stars Demetrius Shipp, Jr. in the lead role and The Walking Dead‘s Danai Gurira as his mother, Afeni.

Release date: June 16 — get tickets here Release type: Wide

The Book of Henry

Jurassic World director Colin Trevorrow moves from dinosaurs to familial woes with The Book of Henry, which features Room‘s Jacob Tremblay, Naomi Watts, Maddie Ziegler, and Sarah Silverman in a tale about one boy’s dedication to helping his neighbors with their dangerous secret.

Release date: June 16 — get tickets here Release type: Limited

I, Daniel Blake

Last year’s Cannes Palme d’Or winner, directed by Ken Loach, follows an aging widower (Dave Johns) who bonds with a single mother in pursuit of compassion and government welfare.

Release date: June 16 — get tickets here Release type: Limited

Transformers: The Last Knight

Michael Bay gathers the famed Transformers for a fifth go-round of his effects-heavy franchise, which sees the return of Mark Wahlberg, who first appeared in 2014’s Age of Extinction, alongside series newcomers like Anthony Hopkins.

Release date: June 21 — get tickets here Release type: Wide

The Beguiled

After becoming only the second woman in Cannes history to win the festival’s Best Director prize, Oscar winner Sofia Coppola reclaims her throne as perhaps the most celebrated female director working today with the launch of The Beguiled, her sixth feature directorial effort and refreshing feminist take on the 1971 Don Siegel thriller of the same name. Nicole Kidman, Elle Fanning, Kirsten Dunst, and Colin Farrell star.

Release date: June 23 — get tickets here Release type: Limited

The Bad Batch

Perhaps one of the zaniest casts of the year (Jim Carrey, Diego Luna, Suki Waterhouse, Jason Momoa, Keanu Reeves) populates Ana Lily Amirpour’s post-apocalyptic cannibal fest, which earned decent reviews out of its fall festival premiere last year.

Release date: June 23 — get tickets here Release type: Limited

The Big Sick

One of Sundance’s buzziest titles finally bows domestically this summer, starring Kumail Nanjiani and Zoe Kazan as a couple whose relationship evolves as they deal with a medical crisis and their cultural divides. “It’s a unique kind of love story,” Judd Apatow, who produced and helped develop the film over the course of five years, told EW earlier this year. “It is tricky because there’s elements about culture clashes and how to handle situations when people get sick, and it needed to be really funny in an organic, truthful way.”

Release date: June 23 — get tickets here Release type: Limited

Baby Driver

Ansel Elgort steps on the gas in this high-speed thriller about a getaway driver (Elgort) whose talents are enlisted by a crime boss (Kevin Spacey) for an ill-fated heist. “I always wanted to do an action movie that was powered by music,” director Edgar Wright, who also wrote the film’s script with sonic inclination, has said of the film in the past. “It’s something that’s very much a part of my previous films and I thought of this idea of how to take that a stage further by having a character who listens to music the entire time. So, you have this young getaway driver who has to soundtrack his entire existence, particularly the bank robberies and fast getaways that come afterwards.”

Release date: June 28 — get tickets here Release type: Wide

Amityville: The Awakening

The terrifying legacy continues as a teen (Bella Thorne) encounters nefarious spirits possessing her twin’s body after moving into the iconic horror house. Jennifer Jason Leigh also stars.

Release date: June 28 — get tickets here Release type: Wide

Despicable Me 3

The Minions return for another Despicable Me picture, this time seeing Gru (Steve Carell) meeting his long-lost twin brother, Dru.

Release date: June 30 — get tickets here Release type: Wide

The House

SNL vets Amy Poehler and Will Ferrell re-team for this raunchy comedy about suburban parents who team with their neighbors to operate an illegal casino as a means to pay for their daughter’s prestigious education.

Release date: June30 — get tickets here Release type: Wide

The Little Hours

Alison Brie and Aubrey Plaza are nuns gone wild in The Little Hours, Jeff Baena’s stylized, comical take on The Decameron, which also stars Dave Franco, Nick Offerman, Molly Shannon, and John C. Reilly.

Release date: June 30 — get tickets here Release type: Limited

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Fabulous Olicity Fanfic Friday - March 1st, 2019

If I Tremble multi-chapter WIP by @smoaking-greenarrow - A collection of prompts and ficlets, with all the smut! Olicity sexy times are the best times. https://archiveofourown.org/works/15409122/chapters/35762643

Run to the Water multi-chapter Complete by @someonesaidcake - The year is 1912, Oliver was 9 and far too old to be babysitting that nonsensical girl Felicity whose parents owned the cattle ranch where his parents worked and lived, but she won him over with oat and raisin biscuits and soon became his little blonde sidekick...with a completely unrequited crush on him. Years later she returns from boarding school and more than bush fires ignite in the changing times.... https://archiveofourown.org/works/7455738/chapters/16942293

With the Speed of an Arrow multi-chapter WIP by @academyofshipping - Oliver Queen’s elite and silver-spoon life has taken some blows in the past few years, but he is still the carefree billionaire everyone knows of and loves. When his role in the family business is in jeopardy and he is introduced to a motley of new people, his status quo is threatened. With a changed perspective, Oliver realizes his feeling for his best friend and anchor-in-life, Felicity Smoak, may be more than just platonic. OR A modern adaption of Jane Austen’s Emma with a gender swap* and no island. *Knowing that gender is not binary https://archiveofourown.org/works/16559846/chapters/38799857

P.S. Hong Kong: Was it Real?!? multi-chapter WIP by @cruzrogue for Olicity trope-tastic award: Fake Marriage - This is off season 3 Flashbacks. When Tommy goes to Hong Kong he doesn’t go alone he takes his friend Felicity as the best information system being to help him locate Oliver Queen. Tommy may leave empty handed but Felicity gets to be a bride… https://archiveofourown.org/works/15025697/chapters/34832747

(Don't) Let Me Go multi-chapter WIP by @emmilynestill - Felicity told him to let her go, but even when Oliver tried, it didn’t seem to be something he was capable of. In the end, there would be nothing in the world Felicity was more grateful for. Weaving in and out of the final four episodes of Season 5 and beyond, follow Oliver and Felicity’s emotional journey back to one another, one step at a time. http://archiveofourown.org/works/11591223/chapters/26051715

There's a Hole in My Soul multi-chapter Complete by @felicityollies - Felicity Smoak is the daughter of a powerful and dangerous mob boss. Oliver Queen, who had been an associate until recently being promoted to bodyguard, was given the job of protecting Felicity. Neither of them are very happy about the arrangement. https://archiveofourown.org/works/5827837/chapters/13431532

The Emerald Umbrella multi-chapter WIP by @arrowgirl20 - All it took was a little rain and a emerald umbrella for Oliver and Felicity to take their relationship to the next level.http://archiveofourown.org/works/8752441/chapters/22096217

Overwatch multi-chapter WIP by @it-was-a-red-heeler - A burglary attempt convinces the Mayor of Starling City to hire Smoak Technologies to strengthen his security. But between the sassy AI watching him 24/7 and the personal trainer with his own reasons to kill him, Oliver may wish he’d stuck with his baseball bat for protection. https://archiveofourown.org/works/17500640/chapters/41221793

Home To You multi-chapter WIP by @the-shy-and-anxious-fangirl - Oliver Queen has never done what his family expected of him. He took a gap year after high school instead of going to college right away. He quit his fraternity sophomore year to join the student newspaper, switching his major from business to journalism. He became a photojournalist for a wire service instead of taking a place at Queen Consolidated. He went missing after six months instead of coming home for his sister’s twenty-first birthday. He survived five years of captivity in a war zone when everyone thought he was dead. He came home. But home didn’t have a place for him in it anymore. His parents were both dead, casualties of their own mistakes and a city they had turned against them. His sister was all grown up, the CEO of Queen Consolidated with a fiancé and a dog and a life of her own. Oliver didn’t belong in his old life, but there was nowhere else for him to go. He was a man without a home, without any way of finding one, until he stopped by the IT department of his sister’s company to get files off an old, battered memory card, and found a woman with curly blonde hair and bright, intelligent eyes chewing on a bright red pen and swearing at a computer screen. https://archiveofourown.org/works/12613188/chapters/28734552

Burning Souffles multi-chapter Complete by @allimariexf - Felicity really needs to have a talk with Oliver. Which they will really, definitely do just as soon as she stops being kidnapped. https://archiveofourown.org/works/17827772/chapters/42064055

Re-Airrow 2x18 by @lostolicityscenes - A short and sweet end scene takes place after the events of the episode. Felicity seemed in a lot of distress in the episode, most of it nonverbal choices by Emily Bett Rickards; arms crossed defensively, hands crossed over her throat, or other body language cues. https://lostolicityscenes.tumblr.com/post/183078203313/re-airrow-2x18

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