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stargirlwnchstr · 4 years

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I have a visual to share with y'all. Say welcome to my long ass 'The Foxes + tiktok' headcanon

@ nickythefox_es (part 1???)

Basically Nicky gets tiktok but all of the foxes show up eventually and just use his profile.

• Most of the videos are with nicky and allison, also matt and dan and occasionally neil.

• Allison and nicky learn so many dances.

• Their duet of make his pockets hurt with Mariah and Zane from the vlog squad is the first one to go v i r a l.

• Yeah most of their followers know them but some and a lot of the comments are non exy fans that just watch them because they're cool

• So many of the "what is exy" "stickball game??" "dont even bother explaining to me what is the sport they play I dont care I'm just here for neil." And related comments get a liked from creator (andrew told nicky to like them)

•The "Oh my god she's coming." "I'm so afraid of her." Audio are the twinyards and nicky shows up, he had to bribe them to be a part of that one.

• They post another version but it's Kevin that enters and Allison and Nicky talking

• So many comments thirsting over them and calling matt and dan parents

• "the real bisexual struggle is simping for matt and dan in the same tiktok." -> liked from creator nickythefox_es commented/replied: ASDGFKSSDWADKWB

• Someone makes a 'put a finger down: Neil Josten edition' and nicky drags him to do it. They both smile as they listen to the prompts and Neil obviously puts all his fingers down but they're like "put a finger down if you clapbacked/if you bad mouthed someone (bonus points if it was on national tv)" "put a finger down if you're under 6 feet" "put a finger down if you love exy" and the last one just says "put a finger down if andrew minyard." Neil does and smiles at someone off camera. Needless to say it goes viral as well. A few weeks after nicky gets verified.

• Allison becomes friends with thenavarose and wisdom sorry I dont make the rules (they're fashion tiktokers)

• They make a series of rating each of the foxes throughout the day, including one of Wymack.

• They do receive bad comments, from bitter ravens fans or just recalling their pasts and nicky sits down and makes a video telling everyone about how they do this videos for fun they dont need hate and negative comments on their videos and all that

• Then another one posted minutes after, neil comes in and nicky says "okay neil you have one minute. Rant off." And neil goes on this rant like how they already hit Rock bottom a single comment is not gonna hurt them and "do you get how insignificant and meaningless your lives must be? You took the time to write and post a comment that you thought was gonna cause an impact and failed. Also thanks for the comments though it helps nicky stay on the algorithm." NICKY SCREECHES AND THE VIDEO ENDS WITH THEM SMILING

• Allison vlogs neil and her going shopping or thrifting also cutting Neil's hair

• *neil walks into the room wearing his orange bandana* *camera moves and zooms on Andrew's face* he doesnt lip sync but the song sings "oh noo I think I'm catching feelings" andrew tells him to delete it "but it already has thousands of likes andrew"

• They post some of their work out routines per request

• One of them is the fast and "I'm spinning like a ballerina" chill of neil just running on the treadmill and doing sprints and squats and leg stuff while it cuts to allison doing a bit of everything but looking like a queen on a matching set.

• A fun one that goes viral for "vine energy" is: it's very quiet on the court and Kevin, very in the zone, throws the ball to the goal, which Andre's catches easily and almost without moving. The camera goes back to kevin as he screeches and let's himself fall on the ground. Neil is standing beside him shaking his head and looking at the goal with a smile on his face.

• They try to teach neil the dances but while filming one of them he just leaves. They post it either way.

• They're in the bus, nicky is on selfie mode and says "it is game day my dudes" he turns and shows the whole bus S C R E A M S, in the corner Wymack is covering his face.

• The iconic "they say drunk thoughts are sober words" or something like that and it cuts to a series of videos of the foxes drunk af. Example: Nicky grabbing Allison's face and saying 'Remember. Bread. Head. Leave.' And allison nodding.

• Nicky films kevin standing up and put the "do you ever wonder what is going on inside their head?" And it cuts to pictures of racquets and exy and Jeremy Knox and one that says history stuff.

• Another one that goes viral is kevin very seriously and p e r f o r m i n g, rapping Jefferson's side of the cabinet battle #1 from Hamilton then towards the end andrew stands up in front of him and with his iconic bored expression he starts rapping Hamilton's part. Behind the camera there's a soft "...oh my gOD" and kevin is shocked eyes widen open and then the camera zooms on Neil who's mouth is open in shock but GRINNING and ~impressed~

• Dan and matt do The challenge, you know the one that like has to flip them over and all that and they ace it, nicky points the camera to where andrew and neil are stating and Andrew says no.

• A few minutes later another video of the challenge is posted only this time is matt and neil.

• Nicky and allison are in full gear filming a dance video (maybe savage or captain hook) on the court and someone films them filming that and then Wymack looking at them SO disappointed cut to Wymack with nicky's phone, having confiscated it and nicky besides him "coach, it's cardio!"

• Hours spent trying trick shots

• Foxes: "get back! Move!" Ravens: "Let me in! I be the I g g y!" Trojans: "Oh my God do no let her in" Foxes: "I am trying!"

• Nicky lying down: "okay but someone needs to tell me how old is the shirtless pottery guy. I can't be part of another controversy. It's for science c'mon. *debby Ryan's*"

• Someone comments "he's eighteen. Simp away, nicky." And he makes a video with his feet swinging and smiling. Aaron gets on the frame and says "we are deeply in need of some bowls." The caption: hi @ papapots

• They are verified so obviously he gains a couple of thousands followers and he duets smiling and with a package in his arms. Text: thanks for the support (and hi new followers from sport side of tiktok hope you enjoy my pots) caption: hi @ nickthefox_es I got you aaron.

• After the package comes they duet it with nicky screaming and showing off the goods and then he moves stop show andrew eating ice cream out of one of them. Caption: AJSNEPWLDKSS THANK YOU DAX

• Allison and nicky do the "I love you!" "No you dont topper! You love the idea of me. You love being seen with me but you dont love me." But nicky is Sarah and allison is topper. Next day the obx ig page reposted it "we stan the psu foxes pogues for life." And chase stokes posts it on Twitter saying "yoo the palmetto foxes watch??? my show???" Nicky takes a screenshot and on green screen he says "hi chase!! We do! The whole team binged it. Currently we've been debating who of us is going to dress up as pogues for Halloween." A lot of voices start arguing and as nicky is gonna enter the debate the video cuts.

• Allison does the facetime *deep male voice says hey* prank on them. Neil doesnt react. Nicky doesnt look up from his phone but does the finger thing and says "get that d, allison!" Dan and renee look at each other and then at allison and she bursts out laughing.

• aaron studying to be a doctor: *two plus two is four etc sound* andrew (eating pretzels from the bag while watching a game show lying down in a bean bag) and his eiditic memory [basically not needing to study]: *three is a magic number sound*

• Nicky runs through the court and enters the lounge beside the photo wall there's a poster he shows the camera as the sounds says it "alive ahaha fuck"

• Somehow they convince all of them to show up and do the wipe it down trend that ends up with wymack throwing the towel at the mirror.

• Comment: so how many members of the team listen to girl in red or sweater weather? Nicky stands there with the color filter: 👁👄👁👉👈 caption: yes❤

• He gets neil to duet to the whole "british people be like". "Neil I'm not british." "Part of you is so just read the tweets." He does and the comments are all thirst and simping

• Comment: raise your hand if you've been victimized by neil josten. Where my fellow Simps at? (The comment gets hundreds of thousands of likes) they make a video, everyone on the team except aaron who walks out raises their hand as the sound says "welcome to simp nation" kevin rolls his eyes but raises his, says something that nicky captions "i simp over his exy skills". andrew doesn't at first, but next to him neil whispers something and after andrew says yes, neil grabs Andrew's forearm and raises it. Andrew looks away and neil smiles.

• Nicky lying down: okay but what if Jean moreau traded places with the french guy from here you know who, david.

• Comment "ugh your mind nicky" reply video: right? Big brain, many thoughts, head full all the time. But like actually the idea of david playing exy and Jean hanging out with ducks and making viral tiktoks just-

• Comment "i feel you and @ austincantdrive would make the best chaotic duo" reply: we would be too powerful together. Austin replies too: agree.

• Allison makes a sports jersey/comfy wear but make it fashion and she styles herself. Everyone on the comments d i e s for her.

• Comment "okay but what about the boys. help allison." She makes a video too with matt and nicky and at the end neil wears an orange crop top and the internet b r e a k s

• Comment "allison do you listen to girl in red?" video reply: her winking at the camera and lip syncing as sweater weather plays. The comments a lot of them liked by creator: a win for the girls (and the boys)

• Upperclassmen Back in 2003: okay but hey do we always have to be involved? Can we do normal stuff that normal people do, like, go for brunch? Us (aaron, andrew, kevin and me): what the fuck is brunch?

• Of course they do the mr blue sky trend. Nicky: drunkenly goes to flirt with a guy. Aaron: drunkenly follows to get away from kevin. Kevin: drunk on pure vodka reminds us we have practice in the morning.

• Or another one all of them. Neil: ready to insult a reporter. Dan: tries not to laugh on camera. Matt: gets ready to hug him afterwards Allison and Nicky: Filming everything. Wymack: the only one trying to stop it from happening and failing.

• Dan and matt duet their reactions to every video edit of them, smiling and saying "your parents love you guys!".

• Comment "literally what is wrong with the ravens/ravens fans?The foxes are such a nice group of people and they're doing great in the sport y'all worship just shut up you cult-y athletic hype house." video reply: "ladies and gentlemen. The volume inside of this bus is A S T R O N O M I C A L."

• comment video reply: okay so we're not gonna talk about nicky at the gym?? Bc C A K E. nicky lip syncing "I'm glad you brung it up because I've been dying to talk about this for a fucking hot minute. First of all-"

• Colin uses one of Neil's or Andrew's interviews replies as one of his sounds and nicky fanboys a lot

• Allison and nicky do the Kardashian sound compilation.

• Nicky with a picture of Erik on green screen: "hi I just wanna say if you look anything like this please contact me. Thank you." Caption: miss u baby. And Erik watches his tiktoks and he facetimes him immediately. Nicky takes a screenshot and duets his own video crying with the screenshot caption: SKALSBSKAJSL Erik comments: stop making tiktoks and answer the phone, hemmick. Nicky replies: yessir everyone below comments keyboard smashes and you got a good one. Goals. Lmao kids that's what we call bottom panic. We stan one healthy long distance relationship and after that a bunch of long distance relationship questions that he makes another video on.

• A video of Katelyn and neil chatting and it pans to the twins watching them with the *when worlds collide sound*

• He reposts a snippet of one of his interviews post game where he grabs the mic from the reporter and nicky: can I say something? Reporter: sure, go ahead. Nicky: thank you. *looks straight into the camera* all the birds died in 1986 due to Reagan killing them and replacing them with spies that are now watching us. The birds work for the bourgeoisie. Thank you." And leaves. IT GOES VIRAL INSTANTLY.

• Comment "is everyone else gonna forget that tiktok where he said he was already part of a controversy? We stan a problematic icon?" Video reply: guys I might have been part of a whole Twitter beef thing against my little hoodie and Bruce hallway but c'mon, like, c'mon you can't blame me.

• Comment "for neil: does the carpet match the drapes 👅😍?" Video reply: neil on selfie mode. "Allison gave me her phone, told me to answer this and ran away so umm." He reads the box on the screen and frowns he walks and stands next to the window, where Andrew is sitting down and is barely seen on frame. "uhmm, the internet is confusing. Our carpet is like this" he turns the phone and shows the floor (grayish carpet) and then back at him "but we don't have drapes so, technically they don't match, I dont know." Andrew's head goes up and simply says "Neil." Neil turns "what?" And the video ends.

• of course nicky and allison do the WAP dance, on the court, when they should be running drills.

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nepenthendline · 4 years

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Mental Health Headcannons - Tsukishima, Kageyama, Ushijima, Tendou & Bokuto

All these are from my knowledge and based off of each character’s actions haikyuu, this is all my opinion so feel free to discuss other thoughts! I’m happy to talk about each more in depth if anyone would like it :) this is just me projecting my own problems on fictional characters

You can also message me if you wanna talk about these too!!

This is going to be long

TW: Mental health, learning difficulties, eating disorders, self-harm

Tsukishima - Depression, Anxiety & OCD

Tbh someone else (I’ve been trying to find their username to tag them but I can’t find it, they’re called something like theguessmonta but idk) has amazing posts about Tsukishima and his mental health which I totally agree with all of it so some of this is going to be pretty similar

I think his mental health problems started when he was quite young, around the time when the Akiteru drama happened so he’s been dealing with these for a while

Having depression can often make a person seem very disinterested/sarcastic/negative as a way of pushing back emotions and self-protection which explains a lot of the way Tsukishima acts towards some people (I have a whole post on how he isn’t just some asshole)

His anxiety stems from a place of terrible self-esteem and self-image, it’s clear to see he has a bad sense of self-worth when he talks about how people are obviously a lot better than him, he’s just there to ‘stop trouble happening’

Tsukki suffers from panic attacks quite regularly (especially when he was a bit younger) but he tends to shut himself off then they happen, he doesn’t want anyone else to see him like that

His anxiety and overthinking is often why he keeps his headphones on him at all times, listening to music helps drown out the sounds around him and those in his head

His OCD got worse over time - first it was things like turning the light switch on and off repeatedly until it felt right, or tapping on his desk before he went to bed, but as his anxiety and self-esteem got worse it developed into him needing himself to be perfect

This included only eating a certain amount of calories a day (no where near the amount he should be eating) or getting a very specific grade on an exam, where even one number over or under set him into a panic

Things got to their worst for Tsukki around the age of 13 - this is where he was much too underweight and self-harming on his hips (so no one else could see)

Probably also thought about suicide a couple times around this point

He has tried a couple different types of anti-depressants in the past, however none have seemed to help

He likes a lot of time alone - he gets too overwhelmed dealing with other people

The only person besides his family and Yamaguchi that knows about his OCD is Kageyama - they both noticed each others odd, repetitive habits until Kageyama asked him about it one day, while they don’t get along too well, they feel some comfort in each other understanding their actions

Kageyama - Autism Spectrum Disorder (ASD)

wow what a smooth segue

this boy is like a walking definition of ASD - coming from a person with ASD

Kageyama was diagnosed with Type 1/High-functioning Autism when he was very young (probably around 3-5 years old)

He struggles with social interaction, knowing what to say to people and most importantly, how to say it, e.g. when he smiles people often think he looks angry

Kageyama has never had many, if any, friends before Karasuno, as he has often struggled with conversation and speaking in an inappropriate tone that may make some people uncomfortable or even scared

He isn’t very good when it comes to remembering academic studies but if it relates to his fixations (volleyball) he is extremely intelligent - this is seen clearly when Daichi shows their team hand gestures and Kageyama says he remembered them in a day

Kageyama uses masking a lot - it’s a technique people with ASD tend to do which involves copying other peoples actions in order to understand social situations, he does this many times in the anime/manga such as his awkward BBQ song dance, or high-fives

He visited a social worker once a week while he was little until he started middle school, resulting in his behaviours getting worse

Towards the end of his first year at Karasuno he went back to therapies regularly and has anger-management training in order to help him express himself in a manageable way - he probably won’t admit it but it helps a lot (key note is that having anger-management training often does not have anything to do with anger, simply just managing emotions in general but it often a great type of therapy for those with ASD although he is a bit of an angry boi sometimes)

ASD comes with repetitive, almost OCD-like tendencies - two examples include filing his nails every single day and having a very specific routine before going to bed that consists of drinking milk, putting on pjs, laying in bed and throwing + catching a ball, brushing his teeth and going to bed on his left side - if he doesn’t do these things at the right times/in the right order, he gets extremely anxious and agitated

It is important to remember people with ASD tend to also have another mental health issue, such as anxiety or depression

Ushijima - Autism Spectrum Disorder (ASD)

autism buds with kageyama

I kid thats probably a bad idea

Ushijima was also diagnosed with Type 1/High-Functioning Autism when he was 5

Unfortunately due to the stigma around Autism, his family (besides his father) were not very accepting of this and he was put into therapy at a young age

While this was actually helpful for him, his family insisted his therapies should ‘cure’ him and were dismissive of the many times a doctor told them that ASD is not a curable disorder

Outside of therapy he does not receive much support from his family, except his father who got him a pair of noise-cancelling headphones he used to wear until he 8 whenever they went out together - he was only allowed to wear them if it was just him and his father, the rest of his family thought it made it too obvious there was ‘something wrong with the child’

Extending on this, Ushijima was very sensitive to sensory input as a child, and while he still is, it has become easier to manager as he has gotten older

His ASD is most prevalent in his lack of understand ways of communication, such as sarcasm or jokes, and tends to take things very literally

@simp4satori and I came to the conclusion that if you were to call him daddy during sex, or ask him to ‘punish you’ the poor boy would have NO CLUE - would probably call your dad and tell him you needed to speak to him, or say you can’t watch anime for a week lol

He is extremely direct when he talks, to the point where it comes across rude or hurtful but he doesn’t realise this until someone mentions it

Tendou probably helps him rephrase things from time-to-time in order for him to get his point across

He gets very anxious when faced with things he doesn’t know about or understand (this is mentioned by Tendou in the manga), this can include people, going to new places or trying new foods

It is important to remember people with ASD tend to also have another mental health issue, such as anxiety or depression

Tendou - Depression and Anxiety (also a highly sensitive person - that’s not a mental health disorder or illness but it does affect him)

Tendou’s mental health suffered from a young age due to bullying in school

This caused a lot of low self-esteem and low mood, and he was later on diagnosed with depression and anxiety

Only his family, Ushijima and his coach know about this, and even then, only his family know any details

No one would really expect Tendou to deal with such mental health issues as he always keeps a bubbly, happy persona around others - he doesn’t want people to think he is weak or cowardly

It is also hard for others to see and he is someone with high-highs and low-lows, so when he is happy or excited his emotions are quite extreme

Tendou’s anxiety relates a lot to his image, mainly his appearance and the way he acts, but he is also a general over thinker

He doesn’t have panic attacks as often as Tsukishima does, however they do happen occasionally when things just get too much

He often thinks that people are staring at him, or talking about him whenever he goes out, and he tends to hid this by seeming overly cocky or sardonic

When his depression hits, he tends to just feel sad or hopeless instead of numb, which tends to trigger his anxiety too

Tendou used to self-harm often around his hips/thighs however he hasn’t done so since the end of his first year of high-school

Probably makes a lot of dark ‘jokes’, especially around suicide and people semi are like ‘...dude...you ok?’ and he’s just like ‘hahaha yeah im fine what’

He doesn’t like alone time too much as he tends to get trapped in his own thoughts

As expected of the guess monster, he is extremely good at reading and understanding people, which is how he finds it easier to help and communicate with Ushijima

Bokuto - ADHD

A lot of people at Fukurodani think Bokuto is just stupid, however he actually has ADHD

He was diagnosed a lot later than the rest at 12 years old

Bokuto tends to struggle with his studies as his attention-span is very low and can get distracted easily - either by things in the classroom or his own thoughts

He’s very forgetful, often forgetting his lunch at home or forgetting to do/bring in his homework, and this goes into volleyball too where he forgets how to do certain moves

Taking exams are the worst for Bokuto, he hates having to be still and quiet for such a long time and is very sensitive to little sounds or movements that distract his attention - you’ll often find his bouncing his leg or fiddling with his pen

He tends to butt into conversations or interrupt people when they are talking, he just gets a bit too enthusiastic to share his thoughts

He has extreme mood-swings too which we see often in the anime, especially when he is stressed or someone mentions his behaviours

Is very reckless - Akaashi has probably had to stop him from leaning too far out the window and almost falling to look something

The whole Fukurodani volleyball team are aware of his ADHD and do their best to help him and make him feel comfortable or accepted

They are the only people allowed to call him stupid - they will fight anyone else

I think there are more characters with mental health illnesses or disorders, such and Yamaguchi, Yachi, Kenma and Asahi having anxiety so I might write more at some point!

#jesus that was long #haikyuu #ushijima wakatoshi #kageyama tobio #tsukishima kei #bokuto koutaro #Tendou satori #Tendo Satori #headcannon #mental health #haikyuu imagine #haikyuu scenario #haikyuu!!

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ardentmuse · 4 years

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Chalk and Leather (Murphy McNully x Reader)

DISCOVERING AMORTENTIA SMELLS LIKE MURPHY McNULLY TO YOU

Harry Potter Hogwarts Mystery - Murphy McNully x fem!Reader

A/N: Since we just finished up the valentine’s day quest, got to give some love to the characters we can’t date. :)

Masterlist

“What do you smell, Y/N?” Skye asks you as you stand what should have been a safe distance from the cauldron Snape has bubbling in the middle of his classroom. Streams of pink smoke loft occasionally into the air as your professor’s voice continues to cut through the crowd, droning on about how you need to study amortentia to know how to identify it and therefore avoid it. A better policy seems to be just don’t touch any potions you don’t know.

You try hard not to lean forward but it is intoxicating. Skye elbows you and raises her eyebrows; clearly hoping your nose might provide some juicy gossip.

“I smell chalk and freshly cut grass and—“

Your eyes find the real thing you are smelling on the other side of the room. Murphy McNully, one of your dearest friends, is beside Rowan, the two chatting in hushed tones about something or the other. He laughs — the kind of bright, full laugh that consumes his whole face — and you feel the warm trickle in your chest you haven’t been able to explain for weeks, at least until this very moment.

“Leather and shoe polish,” you finish with a whisper. The words flow from your mouth like they’re the solutions to a riddle because they are. You are in love with Murphy McNully and somehow you hadn’t put two and two together until it was right under your nose.

You take another whiff and enjoy the fragrance you associate only with your rambling friend. It’s a pleasant blend of masculine comforts, rustic and warm like the boy himself. McNully catches your eyes across the room. He smiles, always so friendly, though something in your face must be off because he frowns soon after, returning his attention to Rowan and the rest of your class on his side of the room.

“That’s an odd collection of scents,” Skye muses. “I just smell the pitch.”

“Predictable. Maybe I’ll give those bludgers some amortentia next practice and see if they’ll chase after you like some lovesick puppies so I can take the day off.”

Skye cackles even though your joke wasn’t that funny and Snape snaps at the both of you.

“Is this stuff getting to your head, Parkin? Making you dumb?”

“No, Professor.”

“Then I advise you keep your voice down and pay attention,” Snape says, speaking to Skye but looking at you as well.

“Yes, Professor.”

Snape turns on his heels and heads back towards his desk. Skye lets out a breath, shaking off her scolding. You wish you could shake off your feelings, too: joy, fear, anxiety, doubt, hope, and love above all the others.

As the class ends, your quidditch crew prepares to leave and head to the pitch for practice. McNully usually never misses an opportunity to come with you all and practice his announcing skills but when Skye calls out his name in the corridor of the dungeon, he mumbles something under his breath. He doesn’t even meet your gaze as he rolls down the hall and out of sight.

“Someone’s a little grumpy.”

The worry fills your chest like a balloon, making it hard to breath.

“Isn’t that odd, though? He’s always chipper.”

“So are you and you look like a house elf denied her supper,” Skye laughs, patting you on the back as she runs ahead to catch up with Orion and the rest of the gang. But you can’t join in the joyous run. McNully is somewhere less than pleased about whatever he saw on your face during potions.

You arrive at the locker rooms and change into your quidditch gear, a little slower than usual. Your brain won’t stop replaying images of the dinners spent playing wizard chess with the dimpled blond currently getting situated in the announcer’s booth, the late nights in the common room, your legs up on his lap, memorizing quidditch strategy, and the after-match hang outs where you often found excuses to be close to him, grab his hand, and congratulate him on commentary you arguably didn’t hear given your focus on the match. How had you not seen before just how much he meant to you and just how many of your tiny fantasies about how nice it would be to have a boyfriend involved soft blue eyes just as you closed your eyes to be kissed or running your hands down crisp white collars as you snuggle close in front of the fire, or the pleasant warm laughter of mirth-filled lungs as warm hands run through your hair, just as soft and strong as McNully’s? Everything you hoped for had been right in front of you for well over a year.

When the team assembles and takes to the air, you heard the faint calls of Murphy’s voice from the booth as you bat at the first bludger. He had come to practice after all, just not with you.

“And Y/L/N whacks the bludger away from Parkin with a—“

There is an odd and long silence that follows and it seems the whole team notices. The entire friendly slows, each broom taking to a lazy bob as your team’s statistician stands in stasis.

“… some level of accuracy,” he finally says with a cough.

Murphy is struggling with numbers? That’s odd, you think and it seems everyone else is as confused as you, that is at least until Orion screams for you to focus from the other end of the field, clearly not wanting to lose practice time. But he doesn’t even need to call you from your daze. A rogue bludger is already heading for your team’s latest addition, Oliver Wood.

You fly as fast as you can, swooping down towards the goal posts in hopes of intercepting the ball as the rest of the team resumes play. With a great push, you dangle down from your broom and swing low, just hitting the edge of the wall and knocking it back towards the pitch below.

“And with an impressive show of athleticism, Y/L/N managed to protect our young keeper from a bludger that was—“

Murphy coughs like there is a frog in his throat. It’s alarming and your heart pulls for him. Without a thought for anything but wanting to make sure he is okay, you fly down towards the box where Murphy is sitting. His head is in his hands and his face is redder than it normally is. When he sees you, his eyes bug out a little, but he looks away. His attention is back on the game. He straightens his shoulders and begins commentating again.

“And Parkin shoots for the upper left and misses! A rare miss for the ace chaser, whom this season alone has scored 92.4% of shots on open goals in sunny weather.”

Wait, how come that stat was not an issue?

You hover a bit and stare at the boy who is proving quite the enigma. Your chest heaves a bit as you consider what might be happening, but out of the corner of your eye a stream of black comes barreling through.

Instinctively, you press forward and swing your bat just as the bludger enters into Murphy’s commentary box. The bludger flies away to the east just as McNully covers his face, prepared for a sure to be painful smack right to the noggin. Your momentum however doesn’t stop just because you managed to knock the ball away. You pull up on your broom but can’t stop and land right down on top of Murphy, curling up in his lap as his wheelchair slides back into the wall. His arms wrap around you protectively, covering your head as the house banners fall down upon you in a giant crash.

Once your crash ends and the chaos subsides, you realize exactly where you are; seated on Murphy’s lap with his arms wrapped tightly around your waist, canopied in the privacy of fallen tapestries. Murphy’s breathing is hard as his hands curl into the flesh of your back.

And for the first time since potions, he smiles.

“Y/L/N with the greatest save of the day,” he whispers, his hand reaching up to wipe a bit of dust off your cheek.

You face is hot as you look deeply into Murphy’s eyes, unable to stop the smile on your face, too. And somehow, suddenly, everything feels right.

“And what were my chances of making it?”

He slides his hand into your hair as he tilts your face up to him.

“I haven’t a bloody clue.”

He shakes his head and laughs, his cheeks turning the brightest red you’ve ever seen. You start to speak but his voice interrupts you.

“I can’t think of a single thing but you when you’re near, you know that?”

“I— I can’t either.”

Murphy laughs, the hearty kind you missed just a little, and the matching smile on his face only makes it better. He pulls you closer to him, letting you rest your head against his chest. He takes a deep and stabilizing breath.

“Lilac,” he says more to himself than you, “And fresh clean linens.”

And now it is your turn to smile as you realize Murphy knows your scent, too— two people attracted by nothing other than each other. It’s impossible to resist the urge, just like this morning in Snape’s classroom, to draw closer to the source of such joy. Every part you longs to lift upward, to taste the thing you’ve been craving so intensely, the thing you didn’t know you needed.

“Y/N! Y/N! Are you okay?” Skye is screaming from somewhere near by. You hear the scrambled sounds of brooms dropping onto the deck and footsteps rushing to your aid.

But McNully doesn’t care. His hand takes your chin and he kisses you full on, not wasting a moment to seal your newly-declared affections. And all you can do is melt into him.

A faint breeze hits your face and you look up to see Skye standing now under the banners, her eyes filled with mischief as she takes you in.

“That chalk smell makes a whole lot of sense now.”

Murphy’s eyes bug out of his head as he pushes back on you.

“I smell… like chalk to you?”

“Among other things.”

He laughs, “I’ll have you know my spell for the chalk board reduces chalk use by 68.3% over traditional writing methods.”

You can’t help but smile. He’s back in all his quirkiness and something about the fact that he can be himself with you in his arms, open about your feelings, brings you more joy than you can say. And that joy is the kind of joy you hope to have every night moving forward with the boy who smells like chalk and leather by your side and loving you fully.

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siriusmuch · 4 years

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Friday I’m In Love | Chapter One

series masterlist here

word count: approx 2,600

warnings: a bit angsty, but to be fair, most of this series will be

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a/n: i was low key so unmotivated to write, but i started listening to my sirius playlist and was like, “okay, now I HAVE to.” anyway, i hope you like this chapter. thank you for all your support so far, it means so much to me!

“And where do you think you’re going?” Steely eyes locked with yours. You could feel your heart start pounding faster and faster, the blood rushing as you fumbled over your words.

“Um, oh, I,” You tried, but the figure scoffed.

“Save it. I knew you were too weak for this,” The taller figure walked past you, and as they did so, they slammed their shoulder into you. “Come back when you’re not going to be a disappointment.”

In the far distance, you could hear the quiet screams. Spells were being cast, and green light filled your vision from every direction. But you couldn’t focus on that, all you could focus on were the harsh words that were thrown at you and how cold it was. Further away, you could hear your name being shouted, and just as you were about to compose yourself and reply, you watched everything drop.

“MERLIN’S BALLS!” You gasped, finding yourself in a tangle of blankets on the cold ground of your dormitory. Blinking to readjust yourself, you scrambled up as you shoved your blankets back onto your bed. You could still feel your heart racing, and you were relieved that the only noises that you heard were the rush of the lake and your dormmates’ snores. There weren’t strange figures outside your windows, only the occasional fish swimming by.

Taking a moment to recollect yourself, you quietly left the common room and instead started to head towards the kitchens. This had started becoming a regular occurrence for you and you were just relieved that no one had caught you yet.

Unfortunately for you, it turns out you spoke (thought?) just a little too soon.

“(Y/L/N)?” A confused voice asked as you whipped around.

“M... Meadowes?” You could feel your eyebrows start to furrow. From behind you, Dorcas Meadowes looked less than amused. You heard tidbits about her, although had never actually spoken to her. She was a Gryffindor in your year, and according to some of the Slytherins who did nothing but gossip, she was also a huge lesbian. You couldn’t confirm nor deny that seeing that you’ve never had concrete evidence, but you also knew that she was incredibly hardcore.

Her big dick energy was something you admired.

“The last person I expected to see was you,” Dorcas confessed, and you bit back a smile, “But what are you doing up so late? I’ve never even heard of you breaking a rule before.”

“To be fair, I don’t usually break rules and no one catches me doing so,” You started towards the kitchens again, although looked back to check if Dorcas was following. A bit to your relief, she was. You didn’t want to be alone right now, and Dorcas didn’t seem like the type to snitch. “I couldn’t sleep. What about you?”

“The Gryffindor girls are having a study session, and I happened to be the unlucky one they sent down to get snacks.” Your gut twisted, and you knew part of you wished that you still had close friendships like that. “You know, you’re one of the quietest Slytherins. I’ve never seen you insult anyone, although sometimes you do hang out with some shady people...”

You tensed up, although you didn’t stop walking. “Most people view everyone from Slytherin as a bit shady though, no?” You sighed, “Besides, just because I don’t get involved in their ways doesn’t mean I’m quiet.”

“You are quiet. The only two people I see you talking to regularly are Black and Snape. And even then, you don’t look like you talk to them that much. Half the time, your nose is in a book. You almost remind me of Remus.”

You didn’t say anything else, not really knowing what else to say. As you walked into the kitchens, the house-elves greeted you happily.

“Miss (Y/L/N)! Are you here for more sleeping tea and cookies?”

“Oh, yes, please. Thank you,” You smiled politely, taking the cup and plate of cookies gratefully. You could feel Dorcas’ stare on the back of your head, but you paid no attention to it. You knew she now knew that you had trouble sleeping, but you doubted that that was important information for her. “Goodnight, Meadowes. I hope your studying goes well. Don’t stay up too late.”

With a tired smile, you walked out of the kitchens and left Dorcas to ponder to herself.

“You look like a raccoon,” Regulus commented as you slid into the seat next to him.

Smirking, you replied, “Well, that’s what happens when you don’t sleep an entire night.” You could feel his concerned gaze on you, but you didn’t bother. Taking out your required materials, you started speaking again, “I’ve been trying sleeping tea for the past few days, but they haven’t helped. I reckon I might have to go to Madame Pomfrey to get something.”

“You... You know you can talk to me, right?” Regulus asked quietly, and if you hadn’t been still, you wouldn’t have heard what he asked. Your gaze softened, but you still didn’t face Regulus.

“I know. I’m just tired,” You sighed, letting your body sag a bit as you leaned your head on his shoulder. “I keep on thinking about that.”

As more students started entering the classroom, you knew that your quiet moment was soon to be over. Although you weren’t the best of friends, not like how you and Sirius were, you were thankful for his presence. You couldn’t imagine attending Hogwarts without him by your side.

“I know, I know...” He whispered, rubbing his thumb over the back of your thumb. The two of you didn’t have many intimate moments, but you were struggling. Thoughts of that night constantly plagued your every thought and you were outright tired of being strong. Allowing yourself just a minute more of relaxation, you sat back up and opened your textbook, ignoring the quiet chatter of your classmates and the occasional stares on you.

“Miss (Y/L/N), Mister Lupin. Come here for a moment,” Professor McGonagall called as you were packing up. Your eyebrows raised in surprise, and you turned to look to Regulus. You nodded at him, silently telling him to go ahead. As you finished packing up your stuff, you walked towards the front of the classroom.

“(Y/L/N), you’ve been missing a lot of assignments. You’ve never done so in any other year, and I’ve been talking to some of your other professors as well. In some cases, you don’t even turn up to class, telling them that you’re sick. Is there something you want to talk about?” Professor McGonagall asked, her voice strict yet somewhat motherly at the same time. You were relieved that she didn’t call upon you in front of the class, but you knew Remus was listening in.

“I...” You hesitated, “I haven’t been sleeping well. I occasionally go to Madame Pomfrey for something to help, but I don’t want to constantly bother her or develop a tolerance to a potion or become too dependent on a potion,” You confessed, telling the bare truth. Your eyes didn’t meet anyone’s, instead, you just stared out the window away from them.

“I see. I’ll talk to Madame Pomfrey about that. But, you understand that that isn’t a reason for you to miss classes. You have your O.W.L.s this year, and the number of missed classes and assignments have racked up to be a concerning amount.”

“Yes, Professor.” You still refused to meet their gazes, although your voice was quiet and meek. Part of you felt embarrassed, especially since you knew Remus was friends with Sirius.

“This is why I wanted to talk to you with Mister Lupin here. He has outstanding grades in almost every class, and from today, he’ll be your tutor. I understand that you might want someone else to help, although I’ve been told that he’s one of the best tutors here. Since you guys have the same standard curriculum, he’ll be able to assist you in all the classes you need help with. Do either of you have any questions?”

You and Remus shook your heads no and Professor McGonagall dismissed the both of you. Turning to face him, you spoke up first.

“I appreciate it if you don’t tell anyone about my troubles,” You started. Before Remus could start talking, you continued to talk, “If this won’t take too much time out of your hand, I’d be happy to receive your help in classwork and homework. We can meet every day in the Study Area. Do you know where that is?”

“The one on the fourth floor, right? Near Classroom 4F?”

“Yes. Does that work for you?”

“Yeah,” Remus politely smiled at you. You could tell he wanted to ask about it, although he didn’t want to be intrusive. It was a good thing that you were paired with one of the more tolerable Marauders, despite Remus’ rabid rabbit problem and his quiet yet mischievous involvement in pranks.

“Alright. I’ll see you there today.” With a nod, the two of you left the Transfiguration classroom and went your way.

By the time classes ended and you arrived in the Study Area, you were absolutely drained. All you wanted to do was take a nap, preferably if it was dreamless, or just avoid all your problems and sulk by reading a good book. Unfortunately for you, you also didn’t want to get in trouble and have your parents receive a letter about your missed classes or assignments.

Unsurprisingly, Remus was already there, and he was already working on what you presumed was his own homework.

Quietly, you slid into the seat across from his, placing your things down and started getting set up. “Hey,” You greeted, watching him look up at you, “I’m... sorry about all this. That you have to give up your own time to help me. I’m sure you’d rather be with the Marauders right now.”

“It’s no bother. Plus, it helps me revise my work too,” Remus smiled at you, “Do you want to start with Transfiguration? We have homework today for that, and it might be easier to get that out of the way.”

With a nod, the two of you started talking about Transfiguration. Every few minutes, he’d explain a concept that you were stuck on without you even asking for help. You appreciated his attentiveness and by the time two hours had passed, the two of you had eased up and started cracking jokes.

“You know, what kind of wizard or witch just decides to create a charm that transforms a dinner plate to a large mushroom? Like, they must’ve been starving to the point where they wanted to eat a plate really badly,” You commented, watching Remus’ grin grow wider. Pride swelled up in your chest, knowing that you were able to make him laugh.

“What if they actually tried eating the plate?” Remus asked, making you snort. The other students in the area kept on giving you dirty looks for interrupting their studying, but you couldn’t help yourself.

“You know, you’re not so bad, Lupin,” You smiled. It was small and genuine, but nonetheless, it was something you really meant. “I know Gryffindors and Slytherins don’t usually become friends, but honestly, I wish I were friends with you. You’re really funny, and the pranks that you help come up with are creative. The Slytherins have to give you credit for that.” Your voice was quiet, but you didn’t look away from him.

Watching as a soft flush started staining his cheeks, you quickly looked back down to your parchment.

“I could say the same about you. You know, Sirius, he says a lot about you. But you’ve defied anything he’s been saying.” Your head shot up when he mentioned Sirius, even as your heart cracked with the information that Sirius really did talk bad about you to his friends. Part of you hoped it was just a front that he kept up, but this just confirmed your fears.

“What does he say?” You asked. Remus looked uncomfortable, and part of you felt bad for him, but you really wanted to know.

“Well... He says a lot about how you’re just like his family. You don’t like associating with muggles or muggleborns, and you bully some of the muggleborns. Just stereotypical things.” A frown settled onto your face and Remus looked guilty.

It felt like someone had stabbed you a few times and decided to leave the wound open. It was terrible when Sirius started ignoring you, but finding out that he compared you to the scum of the earth hurt even more. You willed your eyes not to water, but they started to do so anyway. You didn’t wipe at your eyes nor make eye contact to make it less obvious, but you could tell that Remus knew. He scooted his chair over, sitting closer to you.

“I don’t know what happened between you two, and I’m not going to prod at the issue either. But part of him cares for you, you know? Even if he doesn’t tell you. Even if you haven’t talked in four years.”

You weren’t sure why you’ve become so vulnerable all of a sudden. You were never vulnerable with anyone, much less trusting of anyone this quickly, but years of almost constant isolation has had its toll on you. The loss of sleep that he knew about lowered your walls just a little. Maybe he didn’t know you too well, but you could tell that he knew that you were drowning.

“I don’t know what happened between us either,” You said miserably. You leaned your head onto Remus’ shoulder, much like what you were doing to Regulus earlier. “It’s like, one day we were the best of friends, and then just decided to cut me off. Which, is... okay, I guess, but I wish I had an explanation.”

Remus wrapped his arm around you, rubbing at your back. You didn’t want anyone else to see you crying, so you hid your face in his robes. It was obvious that he didn’t really know what to say, but something about him made you feel a bit better. Maybe it was because he was close to Sirius in general, or maybe it was because he’s there, or maybe it was just simply because everything about him radiated kindness.

“Hey, Remus... I can call you Remus, right? I think we’re past the stage of last names now, but,” You sniffled a little, “Thanks. I know you weren’t looking for all this emotional baggage. All you were doing was following orders from McGonagall, but you’re incredible.”

“You can call me Remus as long as I can call you (Y/N),” You let out a wet laugh, “Earlier you were talking about how you wished we were friends. You’re a dumbass, we’re already friends.”

Warmth flooded your chest, and you looked up to him. Even with tear-stained eyes, you couldn’t help but give him one of the biggest smiles you’ve given in years. Wiping your tears away, you took a deep breath before looking back down at your homework.

“C’mon, Remus, let’s continue writing this essay about a plate transforming into a mushroom. I better get an O for this.”

Maybe you still couldn’t figure out why Remus made you feel as safe as you did, or why you knew that he was going to jump into the water and save you from drowning in your own thoughts, but you trusted him. And as the clock ticked by and jokes continued to be exchanged, your friendship rapidly grew.

And maybe you didn’t know it yet, but you’ll soon come to find out that there was almost nothing you wouldn’t do for Remus Lupin.

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midorichan10 · 5 years

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KnB Stageplay Ultimate Blaze Report (5/5, 5/11, 5/19 Livestream)

Okay I know I said I’d do my report after my second viewing on the 11th but then the finale was on the 19th so I thought I’d wait til then so it’d be easier to remember everything. A 3.5 hour play is super long....

So I watched the play live on the 5th and 11th, and the finale on livestream on the 19th. This is the very last Kurosute ever...Thank you Kurosute for 4 years of wonderful casting and performances. I also want to thank Ono Kensho for once again doing an outstanding job of his role as Kuroko.

FYI, for those who also watched the livestream or plan to purchase the delayed stream, sharing pictures/screenshots or clips in public is prohibited. As such, I will not have any pictures included in this report. Please support the franchise by purchasing the DVD or Blu-Ray.

Major spoilers ahead. Proceed if you only wish to be spoiled. Again, this was a 3.5 hour play so this is VERY, VERY, long.

EDIT: This took me two days to type out ORZ

Before the play starts, Tsuchida’s actor has a voice over on the intercom about stageplay rules and manners. Turn off/mute your phone, no recording, etc. It’s nice that they had him still do his rules even though he wasn’t in the play. ;w;

The play opens up with the Yosen and Seirin scoreboard and Haizaki walking in the audience

Haizaki goes up to a random girl in the audience and flirts with her asking for her phone number.

On the show on the 5th the girl just tried to ignore him lmao

Kagami walks on stage and sees him and calls him out. Haizaki then confronts him saying he beat Mukkun and taunts him until a ball is thrown from the side at him. Kise comes on stage and the whole Haizaki and Kise bickering proceeds.

Haizaki gets REALLY close to Kise like literally breathing down the neck kind of close. How Mario didn’t flinch is beyond me.

Kagami learns that Kise has never beaten Haizaki, and eventually Haizaki leaves. Kise tells Kagami to leave Haizaki up to him.

Kise leaves and Kuroko comes on, using misdirection on Kagami. Kagami asks Kuroko who Haizaki is and that he’s met him. Kuroko explains he’s a former teammate but that he was still a regular so regardless he’s a strong player. Hyuuga and Seirin come telling them off and says they’re going to watch the first quarterfinal match of Kaijou vs Fukuda Sougo.

The opening song for this play’s dance is “Memories.” Personally this is my favorite one so far. I think I have the team order for this correctly...

Opens up with Seirin then switches to Kaijou proceeded by Shuutoku. Then there’s a Kaijou Shuutoku and Haizaki segment.

I just want to say how good Haizaki’s actor is and how his moves were so appropriate as Haizaki....wow

Seirin comes back on for a bit then exits with Aomine and Momoi taking over.

Oh, for the 5th I had Airi (new Momoi) and 11th and 19th were Arisa (original Momoi)

Mukkun does his own dancing segment between Aomine and Momoi

for the 19th finale he danced with a lollipop in his mouth. Isnt’ that dangerous? Lol

Akashi comes out with his jacket on his shoulders to the front of the stage, Then quickly takes it off and runs back. Rakuzan then dances in the front (without Akashi) and Seirin joins back on.

For the instrumental intermission, Kuroko goes to the center and each of the GoM come out and then surround him and do a short dance ending with a dance motion of their signature move/pose.

GoM exit and Kuroko watches Akashi run off (who went directly back) with a pained face, and Ogiwara runs out all smiley (seriously protect this boy he’s so pure) . Ogiwara runs off to the side and Kuroko chases after him. As Kuroko still looks pained, Kagami comes out on the other side and the two walk towards the center and meet in a fist bump.

The last chorus everyone (except Ogiwara) comes out. (Yes, including Mayuzumi). The song ends with each team forming a group pose (Except Rakuzan, Mayuzumi runs off before they form a pose)

All the other teams run off leaving Seirin left, and the senpais then exit leaving only Kuroko and Kagami to do one last running motion as the display title falls on the back. The two of them fist bump again as the title falls.

The play resumes with the match against Kaijou and Fukuda already starting. There are two other members on Fukuda besides Haizaki (apparently they are Ogiwara and Mayuzumi’s actors in black wigs hahahaha)

As always, the match more or less follows the manga/anime so I’ll leave out most of the story details. Most of it is gameplay anyway.

In this play, they’ve really incorporated more ball handling, aka using the real ball.

Seirin is watching in the back. At some point Aomine and Momoi join in to watch. (I can’t remember if Mukkun joins in to watch here or later...I’m almost certain he joins later)

After the match with Kaijou’s victory, Kise limps off with his injured leg. Then Haizaki walks back on stage, looking for Kise. Aomine sees him and tells him Kise hasn’t come out yet from the stadium. The two have their argument and Haizaki tries to punch Aomine but Aomine beats him too it. Aomine always says some sort of variation of “Oops..I did it....Eh, he’ll be fine”

Scene changes to Kagami calling someone, which is revealed to be Kuroko, saying his shoes broke. Kuroko replies how his feet are unnecessarily big (Kagami: OI!!). Kuroko says he’ll have to call ‘that person.’

‘That person’ is revealed to be Momoi as she runs up and gives Kuroko a tight hug. She tells Kagami that Aomine will give him one of his many shoes and that Kagami’s the type that wears by model rather than care for color.

As Aomine and Kagami are playing basketball in the back (Aomine lecturing him) , Momoi tells Kuroko about Aomine punching Haizaki.

Aomine finishes the quick game and convinces Kagami to accept the shoes.

The scene ends with Kagami and Aomine stupidly arguing and Momoi and Kuroko are literally dragging them off the stage.

For the May 5th show, they just literally drag them off

For the May 11th and 19th, Kuroko jabs Kagami in the stomach and pushes him off as Momoi pulls Aomine off.

Midorima walks on stage prepared for the semifinals.

His lucky item is a giant shogi piece

The rest of Shuutoku join him and the senpai question why the shogi piece is so big. Miyaji asks Midorima what rank is Cancer that day and he says 2nd and he gets mad. Takao says Midorima is never wrong with Oha Asa but Miyaji asks for a pineapple from Kimura (off stage) anyway.

Shuutoku is introduced as the first team of the semifinals with Rakuzan following (except Mayuzumi).

Seirin is in the back again and Hyuuga explains how the other Uncrowned Kings are in Rakuzan with Akashi.

The Shuutoku supporters are ‘jacket mob’ actors which are Haizaki and Kaijou

Haizaki’s actor kept dancing around with Mario.....

Ogiwara’s actor is the referee for this match.

Again , more gameplay here. For the actual story read the manga or watch the anime.

For the May 11th show, there were a lot of ball handling errors here.

Otsubo was supposed to pass a ball to Midorima but Nebuya accidentally caught it instead, so he quickly passed it back to Otsubo who passed it to Midorima again.

Midorima ‘shot’ the ball but the ball bounced against a railing and into the audience. It was during the part where he and Takao do the miracle shot. In the script, the senpais pat and hug Midorima and Takao for pulling off the play anyway but for this show they gave Midorima extra hugs and paps for the mistake. How sweet.

One of Reo’s shots also bounced against a railing but it was towards the back so the ball just rolled behind the front fence

Akashi uses a real ball for his Ankle Break. He dribbles the ball around his legs and finishes with the ball going between his legs and catches it. I’ve never seen him mess up nor seen any reports of him doing so.

Mukkun joins Aomine and Momoi in watching the match.

During Hayama’s speed dribble, everyone who is watching ‘shakes’ to the vibration. I don’t know whose idea it was but Mukkun excessively shakes to the point he looks like he’s being electrocuted or something haha. Oh yeah, he’s eating Pocky in this match, real Pocky.

Mayuzumi was out most of the match but occasionally you see him run past between the main fence as he ‘passes’ the ball to Akashi.

When Shuutoku loses, Takao and Midorima are crying real tears. For the finale, everyone was crying...

The scene immediately changes to playing Punky Funky Love and Kaijo senpais practicing. Talk about a mood change. I was still crying over Midorima crying....

It’s a flashback of when Kise joins Kaijou and Kasamatsu explaining how the senpai have worked longer than him.

Just as Kise leaves, Kuroko and Kagami join the stage and they make eye contact with each other.

Of course as usual, before a break there is the Kagami vs Kuroko janken game. Usually involving Kuroko asking for a longer break and him mostly losing. For this break, it was 10 minutes.

May 5th janken- Kuroko tells Kagami that ten minutes is fine, much to Kagami’s surprise. Instead, Kuroko wagers that if he wins, Kagami must treat him to this fancy eel later. Kuroko wins and Onoken posts on Twitter that Yuya did indeed buy him the eel lmao

May 11th janken-Kuroko again tells Kagami that a ten minute break is fine. This time if he wins, he’ll switch to speaking ‘tameguchi’ which is using the casual form of Japanese (like basically everyone else, aka not using ‘desu/masu’). He actually switches to ‘tameguchi’ as he’s talking to Kagami, and Kagami’s trying his best not to laugh. At some point he says it’s annoying haha. Kagami wins so Kuroko’s like ‘well I guess I’m not speaking in ‘tameguchi’

May 19th- it’s their last time to do janken so Kuroko suggests that this time they just play janken for the heck of it. Kagami’s surprised but goes with it. Kuroko wins to his delight, but Kagami being stubborn begs for one more chance. Kuroko allows it, and they have one more match. Kagami wins and Kuroko kneels in defeat.

Other adlibs I’ve heard were Kuroko asking Kagami to buy him boba tea, and the usual longer breaks like 3 hours.

The second chapter opens with one of the ‘jacket mob people’ making sure the audience’s phones are off. The rest of the jacket mobs come out holding various items, such as a camera, cheering horns, towels, and one member has a corndog.......

These are the Shuutoku+Haizaki and Rakuzan actors.

Akashi was the smallest one with the camera on the Rakuzan side. Also he just had Yohchans body structure anyway I mean-no

The corndog guy was on the Shuutoku+Haizaki side, I’m not sure which it was since it was harder to tell who was who (except Takao)

Seirin and Kaijou are introduced and the second semifinal match begins

May 11-Another mistake in this match. Kise jumps to knock a ball out of someone’s hand from Seirin, but the ball hits a railing and bounces back onto the court so Hayakawa quickly picks it up and throws it off stage

May 11- Kise shoots the ball but either doesn’t put enough power into it or shoots in the wrong curtain so the ball ended up going to Kiyoshi who was just coming out from the side.

The jacket mob members act as the ‘fans’ in the stands. Both support Kaijou at first then Rakuzan cheers for Seirin and Shuutoku+Haizaki for Kise.

For Kagami’s line “This is our drama!” Hyuuga and Kuroko had the most outstanding ‘wtf’ faces

When Kagami said it, he puts his hand and fists together. So Izuki repeats him and continuously punches his hand like a bodybuilder.

Hyuuga taunts Kiyoshi with the “Iron Heart” nickname. For the finale he gets everyone in the audience to chant “Iron Heart” with him and Kiyoshi gets mad, “EVEN IF ITS YOU OR THE AUDIENCE I’LL GET MAD AT YOU GUYS!”

When Kaijou loses, Kise cries real tears, every time when he says he wanted to win with everyone.

For the finale, the other members of Kaijou are seen crying too when they lose...

After Kaijou walks off stage with Kise crying, Seirin comment how they made it to the finals and look at the scoreboard which has now changed to Seirin vs Rakuzan.

Kagami walks on stage noticing his necklace is missing. He starts to look for it and Midorima walks on with his giant shogi piece with the necklace. After he gives it back to Kagami, Kuroko walks on with Takao following.

As Kuroko and Takao are talking, Kagami and Midorima are talking (whispering) to each other. Usually it’s about Kagami pointing out Midorima’s shogi piece and for the May 5th show he even tried to take it much to Midorima’s displeasure.

Midorima tells Takao they’re leaving before telling Kagami there’s two Akashi and tells him to ask Kuroko about it.

Here some really dark music plays and I wish they had a soundtrack for this play.....because wow I got chills

Kuroko tells Kagami that he’ll explain what Midorima meant by the ‘two Akashi’s’ by telling everyone about ‘our past’

At this moment, the instrumental for the Teiko ending song, Ambivalence, plays and Ogiwara runs out (Kagami exits and Kuroko moves so he’s behind Ogiwara who’s facing us). Ogiwara then says “Are you alone? I’m Ogiwara Shigehiro! Let’s play basketball together!” and the stage fades into darkness. This marks the end of chapter 2 and a 15 minute break before the last chapter of the play. During the break the instrumental for Ambivalence is still playing so we’re all just preparing ourselves for the feels.

*Note: The Teiko arc is briefly covered in the play, but the actual arc itself is covered in the Teiko Reading screening which was available to stream online and in select theaters before the play, including scenes with Nijimura and Coach Sanada. The Teiko Reading only goes up to right before the match between Teiko and Meiko. The play covers highlights of the Teiko arc and the Teiko vs Meiko match. For those who were unable to watch the Teiko Reading, it’ll be included in the Ultimate Blaze DVD/Blu-Ray.

The third chapter opens up with Ogiwara and Kuroko playing basketball together and Ogiwara confessing that he’ll be moving. The two promise to play against each other in junior high school.

Kuroko explains how by second year, he had moved up to the regulars and he and Ogiwara keep in contact with each other.

Each of the GoM come out in their Teiko practice shirts (and colorful shorts....)

Mukkun had red shorts and Kise had neon green.......

For every other GoM member, they had a dramatic DON! when they appeared. For Kise, he had a super *SPARKLE” effect as he did a double peace sign and smiled. Kuroko comes out last and his is his ‘misdirection’ sound effect that is often used in the play for him.

Oh yeah, Momoi is here too as she watches over them/Aomine.

The Teiko members do some practicing.

Akashi (who is receiving the passes from someone off stage) passes the ball to the rest of the members on stage.

The scene shows how Kuroko and Aomine work well together.

The scene changes and Kuroko narrates how Aomine has started missing practice. They discuss that maybe he had a valid reason and then the stage darkens to just Kuroko who confirms that the reason for Aomine’s absence was that he was ditching. He calls Ogiwara for advice, who said that Aomine is different from Haizaki in which he actually enjoys basketball and the problem is because he likes basketball. He tells Kuroko that since Aomine helped him, Kuroko needs to be there for Aomine.

Aomine comes on in his Teiko jersey, having regained his happiness with Momoi watching. However the other players give up and he in turn gives up playing his hardest. (there’s no players on the stage but you have the image based on the sound effects). Kuroko walks on smiling for a fistbump but Aomine walks away saying his “The only one who can beat me is me’ line.

Kuroko gets a call from Ogiwara later saying that he lost in the first round, and that their promise will have to wait til next year.

For the finale, Ogiwara was almost crying, or he was crying....save this boy please.

Kuroko and Momoi talk about Aomine, making no progress. And Momoi asks him if they’ll always be together, in which Kuroko is hesitant to answer.

Slowly, the other GOM members (minus Akashi) slowly realize their abilities.

Mukkun with his ability to block, Midorima with his ability to shoot.

Kuroko then finds Aomine by the river, and the whole “I don’t remember how to receive your passes” scene plays out.

Aomine’s face looks so pained here /cries.

Back at the gym, the rest of the GOM are wondering about Coach Sanada’s approval of Aomine ditching practice, and Mukkun wants to ditch too. Akashi tells him that’s not allowed and the Mukkun vs. Akashi match starts with Bokushi awakening.

Akashi’s acting was so good, the contrast between Ore and Boku. And the music for Bokushi’s appearance was spine-chilling....I want the soundtrack for this please....

They use a mix of actual ball-handling and using an ‘air’ ball. Even without the ball you can tell Akashi’s actor is really good at basketball.

Akashi declares as long as they win, no one needs to show up for practice, much to Midorima’s shock.

Kuroko returns and asks Akashi who he is, and Akashi responds, “Of course, I’m Akashi Seijuurou.”

Months pass and the GOM are unbeatable and getting bored in matches, so Kise suggests making it a competition of who can score the most, with even Akashi joining in.

Ogiwara happily tells Kuroko they made it to the finals, but Kuroko is unhappy with the current atmosphere of the club. He asks Akashi to let him start out in the semi-finals, which Akashi permits.

Ogiwara is impressed with how much Kuroko has improved.

Kuroko gets hit in the head by the other team and is taken to the nurse.

Ogiwara talks with Akashi about Kuroko, and asks Akashi if basketball is fun. Akashi responds he doesn’t understand such a question.

Kuroko asks to play but Akashi tells him no under doctor’s orders, and tells him Ogiwara’s message about playing each other agian someday. Kuroko asks Akashi to not hold back against Meiko.

Despite losing 111-109, Ogiwara is fighting back against Teiko, telling his teammates to score one basket and losing proudly.

Ogiwara shoots and misses, and Aomine complains how they gave him the chance and tells Mukkun to shoot it.

Ogiwara, on the ground, looks at them in confusion to why they would score on their own basket.

Kise happily announces how they reached their goal and that they’re all matching, and points to the scoreboard to reveal the score of 111-11.

Kuroko comes out to see a heartbroken Ogiwara, who looks at him before leaving the stage.

Kuroko talks how painful it is, and what is victory. Onoken’s acting here was emotional, as expected from already portraying Kuroko in the anime.

The GOM come out and line up behind Kuroko similar to the panel in the manga.

Kuroko announces his resignation.

Kuroko narrates how Ogiwara has transferred, and Ogiwara comes out on stage saying how the GOM had such cold eyes, but Kuroko can melt that coldness.

Kagami then comes out, and scolds Kuroko along with the rest of Seirin.

Hyuuga gets mad at both of them and sends Izuki and Koganei to drag Kuroko off and give him a tickle attack. Riko follows.

Kiyoshi and Hyuuga comment how it was a sad story and that Kuroko never talks about himself like that, so now they must win.

The next day is the Kaijou vs Shuutoku match for third place and the finals.

Mukkun meets up with Aomine and Momoi, who talk about who would win. They say third place is decided but the finals could be anyone.

Kise is on the bench due to his injury, and Shuutoku easily wins the third place match.

Midorima tells Kise their match is ‘postponed’ for now.

Kise gets annoyed saying, “WELL OF COURSE. IF I WAS IN THERE I’D WIN”

Kise and Midorima continue to bicker.

Kasamatsu and Otsubo just look at each other and let their kouhais fight it out.

Towards the second half of the runs, when Midorima points his finger at Kise, Kise actually bites his finger. No, I mean it. He actually bites it. Midorima gets grossed out by it.

Midorima: EW SO GROSS NANODAYO Kise: I’M NOT GROSS. I’M PRETTY.

^yes, those were actual lines.

Now it’s time for Seirin vs Rakuzan.

Haizaki’s actor is the referee.

For the tip-off, Nebuya gets upset that Kiyoshi isn’t the one jumping.

Seirin declares Mayuzumi not a threat since there’s little information on him, so Aomine asks Momoi about it. This is an adlib scene and varies per show.

May 5- Aomine asks Momoi to get ‘that’ (her notebook) from her bag. Instead she pulls out one of his gravure photobooks. She proceeds to put it back but Aomine hastily takes it away. Momoi asks Mukkun if it’s in his potato chip bag. He looks in it and pulls out..................a chip. Turns out the notebook was in her bag after all, much to Aomine’s annoyance.

May 11- Instead of her notebook, Momoi kept pulling out Mukkun’s empty potato chip bags. Aomine gets mad, but Mukkun only responds, “They were yummy~.” The notebook again was in her bag after all.

May 19- similar to the May 5 adlib.

When Hayama does his dribbling, Mukkun agains shakes vigorously on the side. This time, since he has chips, he sometimes dropped them on stage. So afterwards, you would see him picking them off the ground.

Both Reo and Mayu admit how loudly annoying Hayama is (they were running across stage too )

When Nebuya gets upset that Kiyoshi doesn’t remember what he told him 2 years ago, he literally throws a tantrum on the ground.

Everyone in both Rakuzan and Seirn:.............

When Akashi goes into the Zone, he actually dribbles around everyone with the ball across the stage. Talk about coordination!

Akashi’s shocked face as he’s starting to lose was perfect too. Sorry I have a lot of Akashi notes....

As he’s starting to lose, Akashi starts switching between Oreshi and Bokushi. Oreshi’s voice has like an echo/autotune effect but it’s not a recording or anything.

Thus, the monologue between Oreshi and Bokushi was amazing. The actor constantly switches between both sides very smoothly. Give this guy an Oscar please.

When Oreshi talks about his mother, a ball falls from the sky and he hugs the ball close to him as he mentions it’s what he has left of her.

You can actually visually see the difference between Oreshi and Bokushi in face expression.

As Seirin admits defeat, they’re all collapsed on the ground, even Riko, until Ogiwara comes out and cheers for them.

Aomine shouts out from the side of the stage. In the finale he was even crying.

Kaijou and Shuutoku go in the audience and cheer for Seirin from there.

For the May 11th show I had Kaijou right behind me. Literally -screams

Aomine was crying real tears when he says “So it was you all along, Tetsu...”

For the finale was sobbing more

For the final shot, the stage goes all dark as Kuroko says “I’m a shadow.” Then Kagami comes out from behind and makes the final dunk.

Lantana then begins to play as Kagami declares Seirin the winners of Winter Cup.

In the final performance, Akashi cried as he admits his loss and even when he shook hands with Kuroko.

After Kuroko shakes hands with Akashi, and says that they can play basketball at anytime, Seirin and Rakuzan make a quick bow and run off stage.

Final Scenes

The remaining GOM come out in their uniforms, each with a basketball, and happily dribbling around the stage.

Kise sees Haizaki walking out with his shoes, about to throw them away, but Haizaki hesitates and instead hugs them close to him. He sees Kise was watching him and Kise smiles knowing Haizaki didnt’ really hate basketball after all.

The different teams come out taking a stand in front of the stage and then having a fun match against each other.

Kaijou vs Shuutoku

Seirin vs Rakuzan

The players even go up against other players that we didn’t see during the matches. Everything was so emotional and happy.

The last scene ends with Kuroko and Kagami fistbumping each other and Kagami poses as he’s about to dunk and Kuroko kneels below him fistbumping towards us as all the other players are reaching out towards Kagami.

Curtain Calls

May 5th Aichi Finale - Akashi and Reo

Reo mentions how in high school he was the only one in his group who didn’t read KnB. And now he’s IN KnB.

May 11-Kiyoshi and Koganei

They got Hyuuga to go to the center and do a big “KUROSUTE FIGHT O” cheer with the cast and audience.

May 19th-Kuroko and Kagami

This one was really emotional as it was the final performance ever. Yuya starts crying over his talk over Kagami, and he even deeply bows to Onoken to thank him.

Onoken didn’t cry but he was on the verge of doing so, his voice was shaking.

I lost count of how many curtain calls there were for the finale, but there was a lot.

Highlights

Every show Rakuzan would high-five Akashi as they left the stage

For the finale Mayuzumi even hugged Akashi, and then for another curtain call afterwards all of Rakuzan group-hugged Akashi

Kuroko and Kagami asked if the director was around, apparently he wasn’t so they asked someone to say “Thank you” in his place instead. The cast chose Akashi to say it.

Momoi ran up to Aomine and Kise and walked off together.

On one of the last curtain calls, Aomine and Kise decided to have OnoKen thrown up in the air and got everyone to join in.

Every curtain call ends with Kagami and Kuroko fistbumping each other and leaving. For the very last curtain call, it was all of Seirin together.

Kiyoshi lifts Riko up in the air for a few seconds to celebrate.

And thus concludes my last Kurosute report....please consider buying the DVD or Blu-Ray when it comes out, you won’t regret it.

Once again, thank you for four years Kurosute. Thank you cast members for doing a wonderful job portraying our beloved characters. Thank you Fujimaki-sensei for creating such a beloved series.

#kuroko no basuke #kuroko no basket #knb stageplay #kurosute

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knightingale-xiv · 5 years

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Bingo

Arthur D'ehcan made his way through the busy streets of Ul'dah. Today he was on the government clock...they had been kind enough to accommodate his time with the Glass Network but he DID occasionally have to return to his day job. He had to admit he always felt better coming back to fight normal crime committed by normal people. No legendary super beings or cosmic hell entities to make him feel small. Just your average crook that didn't so much as require a Chakra to take down. This was basically his vacation...

Today's assignment involved a Gil laundering scheme that had crossed onto the radar of the authorities. As an Alliance Operative, his job was to check out issues across Eorzea, big and small. The Flames needed someone to check out the scene and Arthur was close on hand. He had to go somewhat incognito, so he went in his typical street clothes. The long tan coat and blue vest were light enough to withstand the rising temperatures and protect his skin, while keeping him relatively cool.

Arthur really only had a few stand out qualities as a hyur. He was handsome, sure, but not overtly so. He thought of himself as quite average honestly. He was average height and his clothes hid his musculature well enough to make him appear of average physique as well. His eyes, while a piercing blue, had no special qualities when he wasn't using aether, and his white hair barely registered in the sea of unusual colors that populated this star. He was, for all intents and purposes, easy to overlook.

That made him perfect for jobs like these on paper. In practice...he had a bad habit of drawing ire. Whether it was his terrible jokes, or his quick-to-action reflexes, he was notorious for getting into fights. Still...he was more than capable to handle a simple assignment like this...right?

The target building was a large square shaped stone structure with a flat roof and tinted windows. The door even had a non-descript but heavy duty lock on it. It SCREAMED evil hideout. Arthur made sure his Repose pistol was tucked away safely in its holster under his arm, and nodded to himself. He could approach this stealthily...maybe sneak in a window on the second floor, or see if there was a skylight in the roof...But then again, he wasn't really sure he needed to be. They only suspected this was a gil laundering scheme, and those usually meant fronts and stores. It was very likely he could just...walk in...

While he contemplated this, he noted a middle aged woman in a black veil entering the establishment...How curious. She was being escorted by a man around her age, who used a golden key to unlock the doors and get them inside. How very curious indeed. Arthur moved towards the door to catch it as it began to swing closed, following the pair inside and preparing for the den if villainy he was about to walk into...

"B 23!"

Now, there are a few things that the Alliance trained their spies for. How to resist torture, how to blend into a crowd, how to stomach the sight of unspeakable evils without losing your cool too much...What Arthur hadn't been prepared for was...this...

An enthusiastic gentleman was shimmy dancing behind a podium, a little spherical cage beside him being turned via crank by a happy looking young assistant. There was a band in the corner playing lively music and a SEA of excited retired women, their daughters, and husbands just going bonkers over what appeared to be...Bingo.

There were other games too, and judging by the enthusiasm, lights, and the general buzz of excitement...It seemed to the young agent that he had settled on a delightful little casino for the wealthy and retired...He watched as gil changed hands, as patrons made bets and won or lost cash. If he were a no good money launderer, this would be a perfect way to cycle in and out his stolen cash...

His eyes wandered up to the shimmying number caller...he looked familiar. He was a charming looking individual with slicked back blonde hair and mischievous green eyes. He was a littke gaunt and willowy, but he made up for that with personality. Still, Arthur felt like something was missing...It kept him just enough on edge to be suspicious about everything. He walked around casually, sitting at slot machines or enjoying the occasional game of...throwing dice? He didn't gamble, so he had no idea how any of these worked. It was probably why he kept losing. Still, the Alliance would reimburse him his losses...he hoped.

He kept his eyes peeled throughout the day, watching as the employees of this hidden casino shuffled around with trays or sacks of gil...they always seemed to funnel back into a back room seperate from the main money changing station...Perhaps thats where the funny money was.

Money laundering involved swapping out 'dirty' gil that has been stolen from banks, exchanges, or merchants with clean gil from normal people. Thats why businesses were best for it, because it made sure the money was so spread out that it became impossible to track. He needed to get into that back room...He waited for the right opportunity, standing up and moving to a table near the door. The door had a lock on it and it seemed each worker had a key. There was also a guard posted by the door in disguise as a casino patron...Arthur would have to distract him first.

He let his gaze wander to a nearby group where the black veiled woman, who looked to be a dowager of some kind...Ironic, was being talked up by some younger men, eager to capitalize on her situation...she seemed thrilled with the attention. The man with her, who appeared to be her guard, was not. He looked about ready to start swinging. Arthur did a quick mental evaluation of the man...Big and strong, certainly, but not a random killer. He'd knock a few heads if pushed, but whoever he hit would survive...Arthur hoped, at least.

Arthur timed it almost perfectly. A casino worker moved to the back door and unlocked it just as the young agent threw a small ball bearing subtly, but with force, into the knee pit of the leg on the young suitor in front of the widower. This caused him to stumble forward and spill his drink on her face, while his face planted itself firmly in her ample chest. How embarrassing...as suspected, the guard leapt on the opportunity, grabbing the poor man by the collar and screaming at him. The Casino guard lept up and ran over to calm things down, and Arthur slipped through the closing door before it could click shut.

Once inside, he pulled a mask out from inside his coat and placed it in his face. The magitek device clicked and expanded to form a smooth helmet that covered his head and hid his hair from view. History said that if HE looked unusual his HAIR was very easy to remember. How many times had people lucked into figuring out his identity as Nightingale because he had similar hair? Too many...not making that mistake again. He took in his surroundings as he moved into a more shadowed section.

He was in a hallway that curved to the right about fifteen fulms ahead. The casino worked had just dissipated around that very corner and judging by the sound of the footsteps, he was going up some stairs. There was a voice calling out to him, and the casino member responded before continuing his walk and leaving audio range. Another guard...

Arthur quietly slipped to the corner and peered around and up the stairs. Sure enough, an armed guard was at the top of the staircase in front of a heavy metal door. The door was, at the moment, open. He could hear the clinking of coins in the room beyond it. The man was very clearly a criminal thug, for a few reasons. He had a tattoo of the Lions of Ul'dah, Arthur's old foes, and he matched the description of a wanted man. That was enough for Arthur to take action. He slipped around the corner and hefted his handgun, firing a pair of rounds. The arcanochemical rounds came out nearly silent from the pistol and slammed into the chest of the unaware goon. The guard started to sink, but Arthur was there to catch him before his knees even kissed the ground. He gently eased the man down, to let him slip into blissful sleep.

“Sweet dreams...” he murmured, patting the thug on the cheek before slowly rising and holstering his pistol. He took a canister out of his coat and pressed a button on top. Needles had been helping him work on a gel compound that would provide decent armoring when he couldn’t just stroll into a place wearing his full kit. He placed the canister to his chest and it released the gel, the substance coming out like a foam before hardening into a smooth shell over his chest and shoulders. Nice...

He stood up and peered around the open metal door at the interior. There were a number of tables with people sitting at them, sorting and counting gil from the casino and replacing them with gil that were most likely stolen. The house was most likely losing a number of bets to get more gil out quickly, without raising too much suspicion...And non-syndicate gambling wasn’t really something people talked about unless they wanted the Brass Blades kicking in the door. There were also spare casino items here...A few card tables, some decorations, those little round cages the bingo balls came out of...Looks like it was full and ready to be swapped in at any given moment. It was kind of...comically huge.

Focus, Agent...Arthur looked back at the occupants of the room. Various counters, but they didn’t look like they were going to be overly dangerous...The ten armed guards inside WERE going to be an issue. An assortment of different races with an assortment of different armaments. Roegadyn to Lalafell, swords to small crossbows, there was just a variety of pain in the room...and each and every one had a wanted posted on Arthur’s desk. Jackpot...This was more than enough to take everyone down, all he had to do was get the Flames and the Brass Blades to march in here. That shouldn’t be so hard...

Arthur heard a click and a bang behind him. Someone had managed to sneak up on him...In the milliseconds he had, he cursed his inattentiveness. He should have been keeping his ears focused on the stairway. It sounded like a firearm of some sort...Not a flintlock, the hammer was too clean and the click made it sound like it was hitting a firing pin, not flint. Revolver...Needles and Arthur hadn’t tested the armor against revolver rounds yet, but Arthur was confident he would be fine...In normal circumstances, he would be...Unfortunately for Arthur D’ehcan, his trusty Goblin engineer had improperly measured a minor ingredient in the gel for this field testing canister. Instead of hardening on impact, as it was designed to do, the armor turned immediately brittle and disintegrated allowing the round to tear through his shoulder from behind.

Arthur staggered forward and fell into a roll, directly into the counting room. The blonde man from the casino was here, eyes wide with anxiety and sweat beading on his brow. He was pointing the smoking gun at Arthur and shaking. Arthur recognized him now...Keetan ‘the Willow’ Hupp. He was a small time crook, mostly wanted for small scale scams and ploys. His bounty was actually for tax evasion, although in Ul’dah that was...Pretty serious. Now he could be tried for assault with a deadly weapon and running an illegal gambling den, as well as for robbery and money laundering. No wonder he shot...

“W-W-Who are you!?” Keetan asked, gesturing erratically with the gun. Arthur sat up slightly, a hand to his wound. The thugs, alerted by the gunshot, were ushering the counters out another door and coming to surround him. Not good...

“Normally...someone asks that BEFORE shooting...” Arthur grunted with a chuckle, wincing at the pain from the motion. It was a clean shot, through and through...He wouldn’t be able to fight effectively with the arm, but the shock was fading. He just had to not get shot again.

“S-Shut up and answer me!” Keetan demanded, pulling the hammer back on the gun. Arthur raised his injured hand in surrender.

“Alright...Alright...My name is Ima...” He said with a sigh. “Last name, Numpty.” Keetan looked confused, putting it together in his head.

“...Ima Numpty?” He asked, trying to confirm the unusual name. Arthur smiled.

“You said it, not me...”

Arthur was up on his feet in an instant, his leg coming around in a sweeping kick to knock Keetan’s revolver out of his hand. He underestimated the man’s tense grip, however, and the con man didn’t release. He DID fire a round in a panic though, sending it into the thigh of an elezen bodyguard. The man let out a cry of pain and hopped aside, dropping his sword and clutching at the wound. Arthur capitalized on this, his leg still in the air, by bringing it back and jumping in one fluid motion. He kicked off of Keetan’s face, sending him flying out the door and rattling down the stairs. Arthur landed hard on the floor with a grunt but used his uninjured arm to propel him through the gap now made in the defensive lines by the hopping elezen.

He brought his leg around as he flung himself across the ground, to knock the injured elezen’s standing foot out from under him and send him crashing down. Scratch two. Arthur rolled to his feet and backed up from the now advancing line of bodyguards. Nine armed men and Arthur was down an arm. It seemed more fair this way...

The guards rushed him, seeking to overwhelm him with numbers. It was a good plan...Arthur rolled over the table he was in front of and kicked it, sending gil flying and the table hurtling into the men and scattering them like bowling pins. Arthur winced as the Lalafell of the bunch took it to the forehead.

“Sorry, little guy...” he murmured, running over to the rounded cage. He gripped it with his good hand, now slick with blood, and hurled it towards the window of the upper level. It smashed through the window and careened to the ground, sending little white ping pong balls flying everywhere. Arthur looked at the rising guards and gave a two fingered salute before diving out after it. He smashed through what was left of the glass and descended towards where the cage had landed. He hit it hard and rolled off with a groan. One of the numbered balls landed on his face, bouncing into his hand. ‘B 23′.

“Huh...” He groaned, tossing it aside and standing up. The guards were shouting and running out of view, most likely to come downstairs and try to kill him. Time to go...He reached up to his ear and called into the Flames station while he ran off.

“Agent D’ehcan to Flame Control...Good news...” He smirked a little as he ran towards the gate and towards his parked bike.

“Go ahead, Agent.” Flame Control responded. Arthur revved the engine and took off towards his safehouse. He looked over his shoulder to see two men mounting chocobos to pursue. He grinned and looked ahead, holding his wound.

“I got Bingo...”

#Arthur D'ehcan #ffxiv #nightingale #Ul'dah

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diaryofasupergroupie · 6 years

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Groupie 101 - Backstage

I get asked questions on a daily basis. Some questions I get asked more than others. This blog has changed from me writing my experiences to giving you aspiring groupies help! I want to give you what you want. The most requested was what to wear – see Groupie 101 – The Look. As I started as I meant to go on it’s time to address the second thing I get questions about almost on a daily basis. Now you have the groupie look it’s time to actually get in and backstage. This sounds a lot easier than it is, or a lot harder. Which one honestly depends on your mood and how long you have spent getting ready.

I know all of the tips and tricks to get backstage and I’m going to share them with you. What makes me qualified? I have hardly paid entry into a gig for five years. In this I want to talk about actual gigs. Festivals are very hard to get into without connections because of how tight security is and at most festivals Access All Areas is non-existent. As I said before gigs are where most girls get into the scene and the easiest way to make a name for yourself.

In my experience there are a handful of ways you can get backstage. Some of them involve you paying entry and some of them you can get in for free. These are all tried and tested, but by no means the only ways. I know a band who for a while would pin point a girl in the crowd and throw their drink on her to let the roadies know she was coming backstage. That happens a lot – pinpointing girls, not throwing drinks on them. These are however the main ways I have seen pulled off or have done myself, actually I’ve done them all besides two.

The prep method

This one is fairly easy to understand but a whole lot more difficult with bigger bands. But if you’re one for micro-managing everything then it may be an option. The concept of this is doing the prep. You work hard before which can end with you getting either All Access or guest listed. Bare in mind those two aren’t the same thing despite popular belief. Getting All Access means you get given a fancy pass that lets you come and go as you please assuming you don’t lose your sticker or laminate. You can wonder backstage and out on the floor. But when you have been guest listed you have your name down on the list and get free entry. This doesn’t always mean you get backstage, although they know who you are so it’s a start.

In practice it is a lot easier to do now. When I started the only social media most people used myspace, occasionally Facebook but we weren’t as good at finding musicians profiles as we are now. Besides those angles totally throw you off. I prefer organic meetings, over message I can come across badly especially to Americans. Sarcasm is my talent and Americans in my experience either find it endearing or become offended. There’s no in between. It’s unlikely when you start you will be able to get their number. Some musicians are more known for using certain social media sites. Someone I’m seeing right now is only just getting into Instagram, Facebook has been his favourite for years. The first step is to ask around, see if you can find out which site they use the most. Then you’ll want to make sure you’re happy with your profile. Remember your icon is the first thing they’ll see! A younger more famous band I know will decline or accept girls purely on their icon, they won’t even read the message. Once your profile is good it’s time to message them. The best bet is direct message and liking some photos. They’ll keep seeing your name and get curious to know what you’re all about. Do a little research. Don’t open with ‘I love your band, can I come backstage’. They’ll label you as a crazed fan which is not what you are. You’re a fan but you’re a groupie. Say hello and talk about somewhere they’ve recently been or something they’re passionate about. Certain musicians love to talk about their music and themselves, just not right away. Start a conversation first. Then finally when you have some flow you can mention your city. If they’re into it whether or not they have sex or something more platonic in mind they may offer to guest list or AAA you. If they don’t remember you can ‘bump’ into them later, they now know who you are.

Prep is popular. A lot of the younger girls are very good at it, they can find anyone and talk their way in. There’s no script, you have to judge it and then bring up different things for different people. The situation is flipped if you’ve already hooked up or met your musician. If you’ve hooked up they might have your number saved. If they want to hook up again then you’ll probably get a ‘hey babe’ text. But don’t be scared to text them saying you haven’t spoken to them for a while. Remember though, don’t send nudes. If you do I guarantee the rest of the band, the crew and other girls have seen it. I’ve seen so many boobs its unreal. I say I haven’t done this before but even though it isn’t my style I do partake. There was a festival I was lusting after and I shot someone a text asking if he’d definitely put me on the list to get my pass. Bands travel so much they often forget what they’ve actually promised. Often they don’t want to admit they’d forgotten so say yes and then sort it. This works if you’ve only briefly met them or if you haven’t but can message them pretending. ‘I can’t wait to see you again. I haven’t seen you since your gig in X when you played with Z’. Usually works if you can pull it off.

The charm method

This one I love and I became good at through the years. There’s minimal prep involved and some of the tips from above can roll over. This involves being very charming or flirty, whichever you prefer. For this one you can either arrive early and try to catch one of the band or crew. You can be your charming self and score a pass. Or you can pay entry and then look out for one of the crew. The band will usually be backstage to ready themselves or will be partying. The roadies might be on the floor as will the tour manager. The merch is always good. Stand by the merch table and talk to keep them company when they’re bored. Learn their names and what they’re into if you can. It’s all about being interested in them. People say good personalities don’t get you backstage. But in my experience a good personality is everything. Be funny, sweet and show them you want to have a good time. Let that passion for the music and the scene shine in your beautiful eyes. When they offer you a pass say thank you and don’t let them know they’ve just given you the world. It’ll be our secret.

I said some things roll over, these are those things. You can blag your way backstage. Research is your best friend, this kind of prep I don’t mind. Find the tour manager if you can. Walk over to him and hug him. Call him by his name and tell him how good it is to see him. You haven’t seen him since X. Are they still backstage? Great! Walk back there. Maybe they’ll give you a pass or maybe they’ll wave you through. Do you know how much a tour manager has on their mind? They’ve probably met hundreds that week. They won’t remember you, but they might be too embarrassed to tell you that! To get backstage you need balls. I’ve done this a ton, trust me if you do it right you’re laughing.

The sister method

This is a method you won’t be able to do right away. You need to know some of the girls. As much as the girls are often bickering and put against each other once you find your little clique you will stick together. There’s always drama in the scene. Usually it’s because someone talked about someone or they stole someone’s man. Very trivial and high school. When you know some of the girls you’ll find they think of you. Talk to them all the time and become close friends. Then when they end up at sound check they’ll grab you a pass. But remember to do the same for them. Get them in places you land into. It’s called the sister method for a reason! Look after your own! We often travel together. This is probably the method which I have seen the most. It is a little more advanced though and if you’re not in the scene might be impossible. But wait around after gigs and try to make connections.

Despite this title it doesn’t have to be just the girls. Security can be your best friend or your worst enemy. Make sure you talk to them and take time to get to know them. How they respond can depend on where in the world you are. I found Europe security a little rude. But if you get to know them very well they may let you in, they may even let you backstage. The latter only usually happens though after years of seeing you misbehaving yourself.

The sneak back method

This one is another tried and tested. I have written about this in one of my first ever posts. I said getting backstage takes balls and god this is the most ballsy method. Before I explain remember the worst that can happen is you get kicked out. They can’t call the police for sneaking backstage – at least not where I am. There are a few ways you can sneak back. You can wait until there are large crowds or someone makes a scene. This will distract security and allow you chance to slip back. This is something you can do no matter the band. Although if the venue is huge there will be more security and it’ll be harder. Due to terrorist attacks security has got tighter here. Watch security, wait until they’re occupied. Then take your chance, you may only get one. If the venue is smaller you may have a slightly better chance.

The other option is to play the long game. I have only ever seen this done successfully that didn’t end with someone being kicked out a handful of times. It’s difficult and I’ve never done it to a venue bigger than a shoebox. You show up and the venue early and sneak in. You can pretend to work there or just climb through a window, I’ve seen both done. I was backstage once and went to the toilet to find a girl hiding in there. She had climbed through a window and been there ever since. I was so impressed I vouched for her. Again, impossible at large venues and a method I semi don’t recommend.

The band whore method

This last one I was at a loss at what exactly to call. It is a method I have never done although nothing against those that have. It isn’t something band whores do exactly, but there was no other way to politely say suck off the crew. It is something which I have seen work time and again. You pick your best bet and then you perform your heart out. After you’ve put in the work if you don’t get a backstage pass I would be very upset. Building a reputation doing that will often get you on the list but you have to decide if you want that kind of reputation. I never did. I’m not a snob but I was there for the music. I still am. I eat, sleep and breathe the music. I didn’t want to suck off the merch guy and then kiss the drummer with the same mouth. But if you want to then go and do what you want to do! Just remember it’s very easy to get a reputation but very hard to lose one. I’m not talking about just happening to hook up with the roadies either. As I said, I’m not a snob. The crew work themselves to the bone without their face on a t-shirt. I’m talking about using them as a stepping stone. But whatever you feel compelled to do!

Now this isn’t a method as such. But it is something I want to go over before I answer a few questions. I say a lot things are different now and boys are a lot more careful. A lot of girls want to get into the scene but are fairly young, or at least younger than what is defined as legal in your country or state. Allegations have got people into some bad situations within the last few years. Tour managers are protective of their band and are almost like dads. I’ve mentioned they often ask for ID and I think some people have gotten the wrong idea. They don’t always ask for ID to get backstage. They ask for ID if you look underage and are going to sleep with the band. They do it to protect their band, sex with an underage girl is bad for business. But if they want you to party before bus call they may or may not ask for ID. It’s best to come prepared. I’m not condoning underage sex at all. Wait, please. They’re not always what you think they will be. Besides if you’re under 18 and they’re old enough to be your dad it’s probably a bad idea. Same goes for can an hour together send him to jail? Probably not the brightest of ideas.

Q&A

What happens if I get caught sneaking backstage?

The majority of the time you’ll be told off and given a warning. But you may get kicked out. I’ve never heard of anyone being arrested – I’m not sure what they would even charge you with!

Have you ever been kicked out?

More times than I care to admit! Not for a few years though. But you can’t let that stop you. The music is everything remember.

Should I get a fake ID?

That’s up to you! Why are you getting one? If it’s to get in venues then go for it but if it’s to hook up and cause jail time after you’ve put it on social media hold off. A few years won’t hurt.

Will they accept a student ID?

That depends on what it is. If its school ID possibly not, they may see school and then reject it right away. Is it a University ID? Then you’ll be at least over 18 and it should be fine! However it depends on where you live and the security/tour manager. Message me with your country/state for more details!

What message do I send to X?

I’m not sure! Send me some details about them and what platform you’re reaching out on and I’ll help the best I can.

Anymore questions or things I have left out or not been specific enough? Message me and I’ll be happy to answer! – K

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Prosopagnosic

Race has been hiding his Prosopagnosia for three years but it just keeps getting harder.

So, I took inspiration from Holding Up the Universe for this but, at the same time, I only took the Prosopagnosia (because I didn’t know about it before). It’s been a long time since I read that book and I didn’t like it much so the ideas are my own.

Race kept his head down on the way through the school hall. It had been three years and, as of one week ago, Race had finally got a diagnosis. After falling from the gangway of Medda’s theatre, Race had managed to knock something in his brain a little out of whack. He struggled to recognise people, not understanding how all of their features came together to form a face that he should be able to distinguish straight away.

He smiled at everyone he passed, waving occasionally as he tried to keep on everyone’s good sides. Race’s number one rule was to be passively friendly to anyone. Make no enemies and you can avoid most of the issues.

“Hey, Race!”

This was the worst situation. People who used his nickname tended to be his friends but, sometimes, other kids that he knew from classes would call out to him when they passed. Race felt time running in slow motion as he analysed the person walking up to him.

Tall. Dark hair. Green eyes. Nose.

“I heard you were out yesterday afternoon because of a doctor’s appointment. How are you?” Davey smiled, pausing outside his locker to collect his things as Race came to rest beside him.

He laughed, suddenly nervous as he realised that he’d gone three years, struggling through and managing not to tell any of his friends that he had an issue. Now that he had a name for it, Race should probably let people know but, suddenly, he was worried that people would still laugh at him for it.

Race gulped, considering his options before settling with, “Yeah, good. I’m fine.”

When he turned down the hall, Race smiled when he saw Crutchie heading towards them. Crutchie was the only person that Race could pick out straight away because of his crutch. He had to be careful, however, because he almost got incredibly confused when Specs came in on crutches one morning.

“Race, Davey, have you seen Jack? I need him to paint some last minute set pieces.” Crutchie seemed desperate, he was glancing around quickly, nodding politely to pretty much everyone as he scanned the crowd. He turned back to the boys, seeing Race shaking his head and laughing slightly, “Race, you never know where anyone is. I swear, it’s like you don’t even know who we are half the time!”

Laughing uncomfortably, Race nodded before a pair of hands covered his eyes. He jumped about a mile, trying to shake them off before settling when the person behind him laughed, “Guess who.” He knew that his friends didn’t know what was wrong with him but Race couldn’t help but feel like this was just an unnecessary taunt.

“It’s not Jack because Crutchie would have pounced on him by now. It’s not Specs or Romeo because they come as a double act and I haven’t heard Romeo’s annoying laugh yet. It’s not Jojo because he has more sense than to accost someone in the hallway and it’s not Darcy because he’s usually in the library about now. Albert was a possibility but Albert smells like bubblegum all the time and you have the distinct scent of Lynx so, either you’ve been fucking Spot Conlon or you’re the King of Brooklyn himself.”

When he had to blink against the harsh, fluorescent lights, Race knew he’d done well, “Nice work, Pasta, I’m impressed. Remember though, there’s only one spot in my bed and it’s got your name on it.” Race turned around to see Spot …

Short. Angry. Tooth gap. Lynx.

… smirking at him.

Spot and Race were not involved. They were friends and that was all. Spot’s favourite joke, however, was to insinuate that there could be a chance between them. It was cruel and it was mean but Spot didn’t know that Race was gay so what could he expect? Or that Race was a little bit obsessed with the Brooklyn boy. Just a little bit though. It wasn’t like he was completely head-over-heels for this boy who would probably never even look at him like that.

“In your dreams, Brooklyn.” Race smiled, leaning back against the lockers as Spot leaned forwards with a grin. He couldn’t help but have to flick his eyes away to avoid following slightly when Spot stepped back again.

Rolling his eyes, Davey apologised to Crutchie that he couldn’t help him either before watching him leave, only turning back to Spot and Race when Crutchie had turned the corner. Davey wasn’t blind, he was aware of Race’s potential feelings, they were what made their interactions painful to watch, “I have to head to English now. I’ll see you two at the basketball court later?”

Their friend group always met at the basketball court when school ended. It had benches in the shade for whilst they waited for everyone to turn up and, for those that wanted to, they could have intense mini basketball matches. Race used to love basketball. He was really good at it, as well. Unfortunately, since he’d hit his head, he couldn’t play. The split second you got to decide whether you wanted to pass or not wasn’t quite long enough for him to figure out who the person standing to his right was or whether or not they were on his team.

When Spot and Race nodded, Davey smiled, closed his locker and went on his way to English with his arms full of books that weren’t always particularly necessary. The two boys watched him go, neither quite understanding why you would take more supplies than you needed. Race showed up to lessons with a pen and that was all. Occasionally, he took a pencil instead.

Race had been let out of class early and was dribbling a basketball around the court as he waited for his friends to be let out. He smiled, feeling the roughness of the ball under his fingers before shooting and watching the ball sink easily through the hoop. He shot again and again, scoring every time, before running forward for a layup, slamming the ball into the hoop and hanging for a moment before dropping to the ground and collecting the ball.

“Jesus Christ, Pasta, you’re bloody good! I want you on my team today.” Race jumped as he swung around, seeing someone standing and watching him, clapping as they stepped onto the court.

Lynx.

Shaking his head quickly, Race let the ball drop to the ground and bounce away from him, cowering from the idea of having to take part in the match when the others showed up, “No, I- no. I don’t play basketball.” He watched tentatively as Spot grabbed the ball, bouncing it a couple of times before passing it to Race and nodding as his instincts quickly brought his hands up to catch it.

As Spot chuckled, he flicked his eyebrows up and gestured for Race to pass it back, “I think you do.” Race and Spot passed the ball between them for a few minutes, showing off with trick shots and technical dribbling.

When more of their friends started appearing, Race checked them off one-by-one in his head. Albert, Finch, Darcy, Buttons, Jojo, Katherine, Jack, Davey, Sarah, Crutchie, Specs, Romeo, Elmer, and Smalls. Teams were made on the go, with Albert, Jojo, and Smalls joining Spot and Race to play against, Finch, Katherine, Jack, Sarah, and Elmer.

As the game got underway, Race tried to avoid the ball as much as possible as Spot and Smalls led the team. He ignored the funny looks from Spot as he flinched back from the ball when it was passed to him, freezing and panicking when he caught it before throwing it to Elmer, despite Elmer being on the other team.

He would block Jojo instead of Elmer but no one quite understood why. Whenever Race was near the net, he scored perfectly. The problem was that he kept passing to the other team so that they could score too. Eventually, Spot pulled him away in a timeout and made him look at him, “Hey? What’s going on? You distracted or something?” Race simply cleared his throat as he pulled away from Spot, turning to see all of his friends watching them before cringing towards Spot again for protection.

“I’m just not good at basketball. I forget who’s on the teams.” Poking his head out and seeing that no one was watching anymore, Race took a step back as his shoulders sagged.

Spot laid a hand on Race’s shoulder to keep him in place as he stepped after him, “If you still can’t remember that we have Jojo and not Elmer then maybe you should get that checked, Race? I’m only worried about you.” He watched Race’s eyes, obviously trying to watch for a slip up as Race simply stared back in defiance.

Tensing his shoulders and pushing Spot away slightly, Race brought his posture as tall as possible to tower over the Brooklyn boy with a snarl lingering on his lips, “I’m fine! I told you, I just don’t play basketball! Now, if you’ll excuse me, I forgot something from my locker.” Race shoved Spot out of his way as he barged passed, ignoring the confused stares and whispers from his friends, ones he couldn’t be bothered to identify for that split second.

As he stalked down the corridors, anger bubbling behind his eyes, Race heard an, “Oi, Higgins!” over his shoulder. ‘Higgins’ was common for his friends. He wouldn’t have been surprised by, ‘oi,’ either, and the tone, although harsh, wasn’t particularly out of character for Spot or Finch. So, Race turned around and walked closer, ready to confront them about following him.

Big mistake.

Feeling a shove on his shoulder, Race furrowed his eyebrows. The boys stood in front of him were identical, or at least, Race thought they were.

Dark hair. Twins. ???

There was a part of Race that wondered whether it could be Jojo and Darcy but those boys were too gentle. They wouldn’t be shoving him around and snarling at him. However, Race didn’t want to just punch them incase it was two of his friends.

“We heard you’ve been sniffing around our sister.”

So they were definitely brothers but they weren’t Jojo and Darcy. Those two didn’t have a sister. They definitely weren’t any of his friends because no one cared anymore, Jack had dated basically everyone anyway, and Race hadn’t met any of their sisters. Although Race was very gay, he also wasn’t out so the rumour wasn’t too far-fetched but it did mean that he had absolutely no idea which female they were referring to since he wasn’t actually at all interested in any.

Clearing his throat gently, Race raised his hands between them to show that he was innocent before opening his mouth and potentially making a fool out of himself, “Look, boys, you’re going to have to be more specific.” Yep, he managed to make a fool out of himself.

A fist was cracking against Race’s cheek before he even saw it coming. It sent him spiralling, smacking against the floor before stretching his jaw out painfully as he tried to clamber to his feet. However, hands pushed him down again, sending him back to the floor before he felt feet landing blows on his side. Over and over again.

“Hey, Oscar, Morris! Clear off!” The Delancey brothers, not twins after all, ran when they heard someone coming down the corridor. Race immediately tried to scramble to his feet, coughing and wincing as he felt his bruises burning as they formed.

Arms suddenly came to help him but Race shoved them off quickly, trying not to show his pain as he stood up straight and disregarded the person who’d helped him immediately. All of his friends were outside so it couldn’t be any of them, “Look, thanks, mate, but I’ve got it, okay? I’ve got to get back to my friends.” He shrugged the boy away, regarding him with hostility to scare him but finding him just watching him instead, “What?”

The boy seemed to take a step back, not quite understanding what was happening as Race just looked at him blankly, “Race, it’s Jack. Did you hit your head or something?” Race’s eyes flared as he immediately took in Jack’s face, piecing together his features for the first time.

Dark hair. Flat cap. Jawline. Paint splatters.

Race backed away, realising that he probably couldn’t keep hiding anymore. It wasn’t like Jack was going to keep this to himself. He was the kind of person who asked other people what to do about situations that he didn’t understand.

Sighing, Race felt his back hitting the lockers and sank down to the floor, “Get Spot.” He dropped his head into his hands, knowing that Jack would probably bring Crutchie and Davey as well. Honestly, that was better. As few times as Race had to explain this as possible was a lot more preferable.

When Jack returned with Crutchie, Davey, and Spot, Race gestured for them to join him and immediately leaned against Spot, who sat next to him. Race mulled it over for a few moments, thinking about how he could say this without offending them.

Your faces aren’t memorable enough for me.

“Okay, um. For three years now I’ve had real trouble being able to put faces to names- as in, regardless of how long I’ve known you. Like, instead, I have to manually put together your distinguishing features and work it out. It just takes me looking away to lose you again and, even though logic tells me it’s still the same person when I blink, I can’t see that. I actually went to the doctor a lot last week and they’ve- um. They’ve diagnosed me with Prosopagnosia, which is the thing that I thought it was.”

Within seconds, Davey was googling and handing his phone around to the other boys as Race sat in silence, waiting for them to say something.

“After you fell from the gangway … Wait, so, if we’re not in front of you, you don’t know what we look like?” Jack asked hesitantly, handing the phone to Spot who was reading quickly, and looked up to Race.

Swallowing, Race nodded carefully before pausing to think about it, “Well, I know that Spot has a gap between his teeth and smells like Lynx and I know that Davey has a strong nose and that you’ve usually got paint on your face but I can’t picture it. You’re easy, Crutch, but I did get confused when Specs broke his leg.”

Crutchie smiled softly, pulling Race into his side when he saw that he had tears quivering behind his eyes, “It’s okay, Race. We’re not going to stop loving you for something you can’t help.” He hugged the Italian boy, accepting the phone from Spot and nudging Race upright and towards him.

When Race looked towards Spot, he saw the boy watching him carefully, offering his arms for Race to fall into, “Race, I think you’re perfect, okay? Were you mixing up Jojo and Elmer on the basketball court?”

Nodding shamefully, Race hid his head in the crook of Spot’s neck as he struggled against tears. He’d been so worried about this for three whole years, hiding desperately as best as he could, and here were some of his best friends telling him that they loved him anyway, “I didn’t have enough time between passes.” Race felt Spot’s hand on the back of his head, slowly drifting through his curls before pulling him away gently.

“Hey, Race? Nobody here is shaming you for this.” Spot stared into Race’s eyes until the boy nodded with him, finally clicking that he was okay. When Race closed his eyes to sigh deeply, he opened them again to find that Spot’s gaze had fallen to below his nose. He snapped back upwards, however, and Race took it as him simply breaking eye contact for a second, “We all love you.”

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8 Outdoor Activities for Social Distancing

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Parks are a Paradise for Social Distancing

Frisbee

Hiking

Croquet

Golf

Sunbathing

Fishing

Kayaking

Flying a Kite

Conclusion

Parks are a Paradise for Social Distancing

The invisible war against the Corona virus is regrettably still raging.

We are all doing what we must in order to keep ourselves, our loved ones and our country safe.

However, after several weeks of encouraged social distancing, it’s unsurprising that some of us are starting to get bored, restless, or stir crazy.

There is no doubt any number of things that can be done around the home, however, those walls can occasionally begin to feel claustrophobic.

With limited shopping and recreational venues, there seems to be few places available for one to go.

There is still one consistent haven for us as we wait out the siege of Covid-19: Nature.

Georgia’s state parks are all still open for visitors.

Why not get out of the city and reconnect with nature as we wait for this worldwide crisis to pass over.

Arrowhead Clinic Atlanta wants you to enjoy yourself while remaining as safe as possible, that is why we have provided this brief list of 8 Outdoor Activities that Adhere to Social Distancing.

1. Frisbee

It’s not just for college kids anymore.

Frisbee lends itself perfectly to social distancing because it requires distance to play.

If you stand too close to your partner as you toss the disc back and forth, the game will prove to be quite boring.

The further the distance the greater the challenge and the greater the fun.

Some places such as Perkerson Park, have full frisbee golf courses for even more potential fun by adding an element of competition.

Be sure not to keep your back straight and avoid twisting while you toss the disk in order to prevent spinal injury.

It is also imperative to remember to wash your hands after sharing a frisbee in order to avoid contamination.

2. Hiking

There are few activities that organically lend themselves to becoming one with nature as hiking.

Hiking is literally just taking a walk in an outdoor setting.

With the exception of a pair of good supportive footwear, you are more than likely fully equipped to begin your hike now.

However, be sure to stick to the marked trails to avoid getting lost and potential injury.

It is also important to let someone know where you are going, and when you expect to be back, in case the worst should happen.

Ordinarily it is best to hike with a partner.

However, If you choose to do this, be sure to keep six feet full of nature in between you and your partner.

3. Croquet

Croquet is an ideal sport for those wishing to practice social distancing.

Every player gets their own mallet, their own ball and can go an entire game if careful without coming within six feet of their opponent.

It is also less common than some other sports, providing you with a new stimulus by learning all the necessary rules.

Croquet sets are relatively inexpensive and the game is very easy to set up and even easier to learn.

Why not take this time of forced isolation to learn this very fun game?

4. Golf

Along the same lines of croquet, Golf is another sport that does not rely on physical contact.

Some golf courses have remained open and will provide an excellent past time during this chaotic time.

However, there is a greater chance of exposure in golf than croquet.

Due to the vast distances that many courses cover, the use of golf carts are a popular form of transportation.

The use of these carts, where you are forced to sit side by side with someone else, is not recommended while practicing social distancing.

Thankfully you do not need a cart to play. It is actually traditional to walk as you play the game.

Enjoy the afternoon to its fullest potential by playing golf the old fashioned way by strolling the green.

5. Sunbathing

This is by far the simplest activity on this list.

It consists of lying down... That's it.

The hardest challenge involved is to avoid falling asleep and even that is inconsequential.

There are few things that can match the serenity of feeling the Earth beneath you as the bright sun above warms your entire body.

Be sure to apply sun screen to keep yourself from getting burnt.

It may sound counterintuitive, but you will still feel the sun regardless of your SPF and it will help prevent skin cancer in the future.

Also, for the sake of social distancing, it is best that you choose a spot that is removed from everyone else.

You want to lay on the grass, not in a hospital bed.

6. Fishing

Fishing is a pastime that is often done by oneself.

It is widely believed that too much human movement or noise will disturb the fish that you are trying to catch.

That is why many people who partake in the pastime choose to do it alone.

Also if you choose to rent a rowboat to reach that ideal fishing spot, you can’t get too much farther away from others than by sitting in the middle of a lake.

Fishing is an activity that requires proper equipment and an element of skill.

Regardless, anyone can potentially pick it up. Even you!

7. Kayaking

Kayaking is basically a one person boating excursion.

A kayak is usually designed for one person to fit in as they paddle down a body of water.

This sport is usually associated with more extreme environments such as white water expeditions down a raging river.

Thankfully, there are other much tamer kayaking experiences that cater to those who are less familiar with the activity.

I can’t think of a better time to learn than now.

However, if renting a kayak, be sure to avoid touching your face on your adventure and shower afterwards.

8. Flying a Kite

This is yet another activity that requires a vast amount of distance.

In order to keep the kite aloft in the sky it has to reach a certain altitude, which means letting loose a lot of string.

A lot of string requires a lot of space.

A running start is also occasionally necessary for getting the kite to its required altitude.

This is a great activity that naturally lends itself to social distancing. You need space to run, and you need space to avoid your kite from becoming tangled in someone else line.

The expense of kiting varies.

You can potentially spend a couple hundred dollars on a top of the line kite, and you can also get a cheaper alternative at the dollar store.

There are many options regardless of budget for the beginner kite enthusiast, with no where to go but up.

Conclusion

There are many outdoor adventures to have during this pandemic besides the ones listed above.

However, regardless of what you choose to spend your time doing, please take every precaution to not only keep yourself free from contamination but others as well.

We are all in this together and precautions must be taken to slow the spread of the virus.

However, just because Covid-19 is raging does not mean all other health concerns are out the door.

Physical activities often lend themselves to potential injury, if you find this has occurred to you pay a visit to Arrowhead Clinic Atlanta for a free consultation to get you back on your feet and having even more adventures.

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“It seems to be worse for men, particularly middle aged dads that are determined to spend as much time with our children as we can, to dispel the myth of the happy hour father, stopping for a few pints with the boys as mom prepares dinner and helps with the homework.” – Written By Jeremy Barnes, Contributing Columnist for The Astonishing Tales Digital Magazine and Author of Thirsty Daddy.com

To read more of Jeremy Barnes’ work, go to her website by clicking HERE.

You can also find him on Facebook, Twitter and Instagram.

Originally Published HERE at Thirsty Daddy

Parents often joke about our kids having much better social lives than we do.

The Astonishing Jeremy Barnes, contributor for The Astonishing Tales Magazine and founder of Thirsty Daddy

My daughter is involved in dance, Daisy Scouts, soccer or softball depending on the season. There are afternoons at the park, play dates, birthday parties.

In the past ten days she has had sleepovers at two different houses and has two more scheduled in the next ten. Last night one of her friends slept over at ours.

She’s seemingly surrounded by friends at all times.

We joke but I think that a lot of us do it somewhat enviously. Unless you are lucky enough to have friends with children of similar ages or involved in the same activities it can be almost impossible to keep in touch.

New friendships are possible, small talk at kids’ practice or in the school pick up line leading to more, but the whole process is awkward and reminiscent of the pre-Tinder days of singles bars and blind dating.

If somebody wants to make a quick fortune, develop an app that allows people to browse the interests of the other parents in our children’s classrooms.

We joke about it but it’s a problem. Multiple studies have shown that loneliness and lack of social interaction lead to increased instances of cardiovascular disease and stroke as well as Alzheimer’s progression.

Ex Surgeon General of the United States Vivek Murphy called isolation the most prevalent preventable health issue in the country.

It seems to be worse for men, particularly middle aged dads that are determined to spend as much time with our children as we can, to dispel the myth of the happy hour father, stopping for a few pints with the boys as mom prepares dinner and helps with the homework.

We aren’t playing beer league softball or golfing on the weekends, we are playing catch, having tea parties.

We are at the park, watching our children play and wondering if that other dad on the opposite bench, the one who’s kid seems to really like ours, would think it was weird if we invited them over to cookout some time.

We wonder but we never ask.

I’m not sure why that is. Pride perhaps? To reach out invites rejection but it’s also an admission of need. We joke about not having friends to avoid facing the truth.

Thirsty Daddy himself Jeremy Barnes, with his little girl…

Nobody wants to be the one sitting at a table by themselves in the cafeteria, but even more so I think we are afraid of others seeing us that way.

There’s also a guilt factor. Besides our constant feeling of never having enough time with our children, time spent with our spouses is equally important and hard to find.

It feels selfish to be sitting at a sports bar, eating wings, joking with the guys, when I know that my wife is sitting home alone, watching that same ball game on our living room television.

It’s something that needs to be given higher priority. I looked at several different studies and the average seems to be that one in four men over the age of thirty five admit to having few or no social connections with one in twenty saying that they had no friends at all.

These results seem backed up by a recent conversation in a Facebook Dad Bloggers group where nearly every guy that responded admitted to having at least occasional feelings of isolation, particularly among those that were stay at home dads.

There were a lot of positives that came out of the conversation, several meet ups planned, but most important I think was the relief and amazement most felt upon realization that they weren’t alone in feeling this way.

I don’t go often but every now and then I will leave work on a Thursday night and stop by the Wolf Den, a live music venue at a nearby casino with free admission and an impressive variety of acts.

I’ve seen ’80s rockers Ratt and Slaughter, nineties groups Soul Asylum and Fuel, blues legend Robert Cray and metal band All That Remains.

Typically I go to these shows alone, partly due to a desire to leave immediately after, the Friday morning school run never far from my mind, but also due to a lack of people to call.

There are a few, some possibly reading this right now and hopefully not feeling insulted, but I don’t call. For whatever reason, I don’t make the effort. I stand alone, tapping my feet and nursing my beer.

Tim Montana and the Shrednecks, as seen by Thirsty Daddy…

This past Thursday was different. I’d never heard of the band playing, Tim Montana and the Shrednecks, but their bio said that they’d opened for Brantley Gilbert, ZZ Top and Kid Rock so after watching a few of their You Tube videos I headed over.

They were really good, outlaw country that I’d describe as a cross between….well, Brantley Gilbert, ZZ Top and Kid Rock.

It was also different because this time I took the time to call a friend, a co worker that I thought would also enjoy their sound.

It was nothing revolutionary, we’d attended each others weddings, gone to concerts, wasted endless hours of our employer’s time talking about our kids.

It was noteworthy only for the effort made, his and my own, effort that was extremely easy but all too often not made.

Jeremy and his wife

We need to do better at making it guys.

Another survey I came across said that half of all men, of all ages and backgrounds, said that they very rarely talk about deep, personal issues with their friends, a number that isn’t surprising.

Also not surprising is that one in three wish that they were able to open up more but were afraid.

We’re doing great things, crushing stereotypes and changing the perception of what it means to be called dad, but somewhere among all of these sacrifices we also lost track of each other.

This needs to change.

I’m The Astonishing Jeremy Barnes, Contributing Columnist for The Astonishing Tales Digital Magazine and Thirsty Daddy I Am Astonishing, And I Approve This Message!

You will find more of Jeremy’s work here at The Astonishing Tales Digital Magazine.

Jeremy can be found on Instagram by Clicking HERE; and also at Facebook by clicking HERE.

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We live in an age of sequels, of brainless blockbuster movie franchises that follow a simple template: if a movie is wildly successful, just do the same thing again but noisier. As depressing as it is to think that originality is seldom rewarded, occasionally there comes along a sequel that genuinely builds on the original. James Cameron, for instance, has done this twice: Terminator 2 is a more than worthy successor to his own The Terminator, an action film classic (just forget about the ones that came after), and likewise, Aliens is a high point in science-fiction that can proudly stand alongside Ridley Scott’s Alien (again, let’s just ignore the other Alien sequels and prequels).

There have of course been many more misguided follow-ups, and so when it was announced that Ridley Scott wanted to return to the world of Blade Runner, there were more than a few misgivings from fans, especially considering that Scott’s two Alien prequel, Prometheus and Alien: Covenant were, let’s face it, not very good. Having slightly tarnished the universe of one of his classics, surely he wasn’t going to do the same thing with another?

Besides, Blade Runner was a famous box-office flop and only gained cult status after several years and several versions, and even then, people were content to debate the film online. As devoted as its fans are to its vision, nobody was asking for a sequel. Similarly, nobody wants a follow-up to Withnail & I or The Big Lebowski.

Scott’s 1982 classic is a film that doesn’t need a sequel (no film needs a sequel, but some films really don’t need a sequel). It’s a perfect movie that can be enjoyed on many levels: thrilling sci-fi adventure; philosophical examination of humanity; prescient exploration of the increased globalisation and corporatisation of the world that would soon follow.

And yet here we are, 35 years later with Blade Runner 2049. The script is by Hampton Fancher, who co-wrote the original with David Webb Peoples (notable this time around for his absence: more on that later), and Michael Green (Logan, American Gods, Alien: Covenant, and, er, Green Lantern). The studio loved the screenplay, as did everyone else, including Harrison Ford, who declared it one of the best he’d ever read and who agreed to reprise the role of Deckard. From then on, though, the production news was a mixed bag. Scott bowed out as director but stayed on as producer. Ryan Gosling was cast in the lead, which made me wonder if it would be any good (would we get sleepwalky Drive Gosling?) Denis Villeneuve was hired to direct, which I admit got me very excited. Roger Deakins was going to photograph it, which got me very, very excited. Johan Johansson was due to score it – at this point I was all in – but was later replaced by Hans BWAAAAAMMMM Zimmer.

Still, though, I thought, it will be worth seeing, and worth seeing on the big screen. I avoided all trailers and reviews until I’d seen it, which proved difficult because Blade Runner 2049 might just be the most hyped film of the year.

After all the hype, is it any good?

Yes.

And no.

As a visual experience, it’s incredible. The production design is by Dennis Gassner. The city is as grimy and overpopulated as it was in the 1982 film, and the story takes us beyond Los Angeles, filling out the world of Blade Runners and Replicants a fair bit. Deakins’s photography is superb (give the man his damn Oscar finally). The sound design is amazing. The music has wonderful echoes of Vangelis. Gosling is good. Ford hasn’t been this good in ages. Villeneuve’s direction is assured, smooth and filled with his signature moments of dread.

And the script? Well, this is where things get a little hazy.

Some spoilers to follow. You have been warned.

The official synopsis is: A young blade runner’s discovery of a long-buried secret leads him to track down former blade runner Rick Deckard, who’s been missing for thirty years.

That’s a perfectly decent premise for a sequel. Unfortunately, the long-buried secret is one that’s going to divide fans as much as the whole ‘Is Deckard a Replicant?’ question (by the way, the sequel doesn’t answer that either).

If you recall, Roy Batty and his fellow Nexus-6 Replicants in Blade Runner had a four-year lifespan and a desperate need to meet their maker. In the sequel, the Tyrell corporation has gone bankrupt and a new gazillionaire, Niander Wallace (Jared Leto) is the lord of creation. He’s come up with a Nexus-8 with a more natural lifespan and without any instinct to rebel. But there are still some rogue Replicants out there, and who better to catch a robot than another robot? K (Ryan Gosling) is a Replicant who works as a Blade Runner, and after dispatching a hulking farmer (Dave Bautista), he finds a box buried in the back garden.

This is the movie’s MacGuffin, and what the box contains has massive implications for practically everyone involved.

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What’s in the box are bones.

Not just anyone’s bones.

Rachael’s bones.

She died in childbirth.

Yes, childbirth.

And Deckard’s the daddy.

This is pretty much the plot of the whole film – that Replicants will start, er, replicating.

END OF SPOILERS

K has a hard-drinking, no-nonsense police chief (Robin Wright), who tells him to get rid of the evidence. In the tradition of rogue cops, he disobeys her orders, and so she tells him to turn in his badge and gun and – wait for it – gives him 48 hours to clean up his mess.

(for all its whizz-bang convolutions and Villeneve’s directorial tricks, Blade Runner 2049 has a fairly conventional plot).

It also has fairly conventional gender politics. It’s the future, baby, but it’s still a man’s world. Hair-splitters among you will argue that it’s unfair to criticise the portrayal of a female character when that character isn’t really human, but I do think it bears mentioning that – with one exception – the film’s women are ball-busters, ass-kickers, or cocksuckers.

K has a live-in hologram named Joi (Ana de Armas), a manic pixie dream AI who’s there to soothe K’s brow and tell him he’s loved and parade around the apartment in an assortment of sexy get-ups. The spelling of her name can’t be accidental. In certain corners of the Internet, JOI is an acronym for Jerk Off Instruction, where scantily-clad females whisper sweet nothings at you until you, er, interface.

Joi’s a one-note character but here’s the thing: their relationship is by far the most interesting thing in the film. Can a robot and an operating system get it on? Thanks to a hooker with a heart of gold (Mackenzie Davis as a Discount Pris), they can in one of the year’s weirdest, sexily unsexy sex scenes that owes a little something to a similar moment in Spike Jonze’s Her.

K doesn’t have a proper name, just a serial number, and he’s caught in a paranoid nightmare, in part because – unlike his predecessor Deckard who just grudgingly went about his job and then drank to forget, only to realise at the end of Blade Runner that something was amiss – he feels he’s something special. He’s haunted by a childhood memory and wonders what life would be like if he had a soul. Someone later christens him Joe, as in Kafka’s The Trial.

There’s another literary reference buried in the plot. Following each kill, K is required to undergo a ‘baseline test’ in which he has to repeat random gibberish that sounds like garbled poetry. That’s because it is – specifically, it’s a mash-up of these lines from Nabokov’s Pale Fire, which just happens to be K’s favourite book:

Cells interlinked within cells interlinked Within one stem. And dreadfully distinct Against the dark, a tall white fountain played

Not having read Nabokov’s book, I cannot say if this is important for the plot or if it’s just cool-sounding stuff; screenwriters always like to throw poetry into scripts because it sounds classy. David Webb Peoples had Roy Batty quoting Milton.

Speaking of Peoples, I’d be curious to know why he wasn’t involved in the script for Blade Runner 2049. The sequel does feel very much like the film that Fancher originally wanted to make all those years ago (the opening sequence was supposed to have been the opening scene of the original film), and while I’m glad that Fancher has expanded the world of Blade Runner to show us life outside Los Angeles, there is something both a little precious and a little corny in some of its story elements, and perhaps if Peoples had taken a pass at the script, he could have tightened it up much as he did the original.

I haven’t even got to Harrison Ford’s return, which comes late, and provides a slow-moving film a jolt of energy, even if it’s a bit weird to see Deckard dressed like he’s about to do a bit of weekend gardening.

Nor have I mentioned Leto much. As the film’s nominal villain, he’s given to talking in clipped tones and seems like he’s auditioning for a quirky Bond villain. You can get a flavour of it here in a short film set prior to the events of Blade Runner 2049.

Blade Runner 2049 has opened to astonishing reviews (“instant classic”, “a modern masterpiece” etc.) and poor box-office. If it doesn’t perform well in cinemas in the next few weeks, it will be a certified bomb.

That would be a shame. Blade Runner 2049 is a visual treat and deserves to be seen on a big screen (and in a cinema with decent sound – the sound and music are amazing). In terms of big, broad spectacles, Oscars race has just narrowed to this and Dunkirk.

Verdict: Four Cells Interlinked out of Five

Enjoy some of these gorgeous stills showcasing Roger Deakins’s work.

Special K: Blade Runner 2049 We live in an age of sequels, of brainless blockbuster movie franchises that follow a simple template: if a movie is wildly successful, just do the same thing again but noisier.

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HELDER of the whitesky nation

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Helder doesn’t remember very much, he only can catch small glimpses of his life before the island, often in dreams. He supposes the lack of memories is in part due to the number of deaths he’s suffered and how violent his previous life was before being dropped on the island — so he’s almost happy he doesn’t remember it.

What he does remember, he sees in nightmares that leave him tossing and turning. Gunfire, the cracking of bones and screams, tension that left you suspicious of the person next to you, watching as a man (which he can only assume is his father) was lead away in chains, the screams and chants of a riled mass of people, and the smell of acres of bananas rotting under a punishing sun. But other times, the nightmares are just dreams, and sometimes soft ones at that. Books hanging heavy at his side in a leather satchel as he felt the breeze from an ocean, the soft brush of a girl’s hair as he held her in his arms, the green smell of a rainforest, the press of wooden beads in between his fingers as he whispered prayers, the taste of a food he knows he’ll never have again, the sound of a pen documenting things never before seen.

He doesn’t know where these memories are from, or when they are from. Helder knows he had a job involving creatures, as one of his clearest memories was thumbing through a book of animals, similar in some forms to the ones on the island and completely strange in others, and being able to scientifically name them all. He can no longer recall their names or exact appearances but it remains one of his favorites. Understanding that he was knowledgable about something like that gives him joy so Helder looks forwards to the nights he only remembers that feeling of clarity.

However, he would much rather prefer to forget the more terrifying memories, to be able to sleep soundly through the night. The nightmares are becoming fewer and fewer but he cautious of the day they completely disappear as he fears that when they leave him, so will the rest of his recollections of a life he never had.

Helder has been on the island for 15 years by his estimates. He has become use to the danger and wonders of the island, and has a healthy respect for all the animals and the environment that seems to want to kill every single one of them thousands of times over. He has been slain and awoken again multiple times, so the cycle of death and resurrection doesn’t shock him as much. Helder is trying desperately to figure out his purpose on the island, aside from supporting his pack and the greater Whitesky Nation, and sadly, he hasn’t found one yet.

If he was to guess, Helder thinks he’s died maybe ten or twelve times. The confusion in the earlier days post-awakening makes his count a low estimate, but he remembers two deaths very clearly.

The first was his first death. He had awoken on the Western Approach, and once he figured out there were creatures that were massive with far more teeth than he was comfortable with, and had figured out to fish a little, he had tried to walk over the foothills of what he later learned were the Grand Hills. Helder had assumed it would be quicker to pass that way than hug the unknown coast and simply wanted to move somewhere else rather than wait on the coast for who knew how long.

What he hadn’t counted on was the skin numbing cold he would encounter there and that he had miscalculated the distance it would take to make it around the mountain. He wasn’t killed by the deadly beasts that stalked him, it was the frozen air that ended him. It started with shivers, then he was walking slower and slower, and then his fingers and toes started turning blue, then purple then black. One evening, he laid down in the snow, and fell asleep, confusing the frozen ground for warmth. That was his first death, curled up in a loose ball on the foothills of the Grand Hills, somewhere between their sudden rise and the Western Plains, and he would never find his remains — all that remained from his first death was a fear of being left alone in the cold.

The next death he remembers the most was around his sixth or seventh, one where he had awoken on one of the beaches near Cragg’s Island where he was claimed by the clan found there. Due to the confusion he suffered after his death, he didn’t look for the Whitesky Nation, and instead stayed with the Cragg’s Islanders. He became a Harvester and on one fateful day, drowned. It was a terrifying experience for him and he still has nightmares from the death.

Helder has been with the Whitesky Nation for much of his duration on the island. He joined them when they found him soon after his second awakening, and that was when he bonded with Frost. There was a half a year he wasn’t a part of the Whitesky Nation but instead call himself a Cragg’s Islander because he woke near their settlement and stayed. His stay there was short, as he soon drowned, which caused him to return to Whitesky Nation’s territory. Each of his deaths has had him wake up near Whitesky Nation, and he has nearly always been quickly found as he’s the leader of their direwolf pack.

Helder keeps going because he knows the Whitesky Nation needs him. He’s close to his pack and they anchor him, a smaller and tighter knit family than even the greater Whitesky Nation and he knows he wouldn’t be able to survive without them. But perhaps the greatest motivator is Frost, his direwolf, who is his and his alone, the one thing that is a constant throughout his life. She’s what makes him come back.

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His legs were still unsteady from the ride on the — what did they call it, an Argentavis? — enormous vulture. Helder stumbled a bit, whether from the dizziness at being at such great heights or from the cold soaking further into him, he wasn’t sure. But he forgot the shaking of his body because before him was an entire village.

From up in the air it had been a small collection of black dots and the sudden swooping dive of the flying bird had him burying his face in the hide jacket clad shoulder of the rider, clutching the blanket around him further as he held tightly to the straps. So he hadn’t seen the buildings until he gotten off.

Now there were a varied collection of buildings, all in a low line stretching away from a grander hall, all the way back towards a massive gate and two towers on either side of it that stood guard behind him. He was so enamored that he didn’t even notice the take off of the mount he flew in on until it’s powerful screech was heard over the settlement.

That was also when he finally noticed broad shouldered man who stood in front of him. He introduced himself as Buck and said if Helder was willing and ready, he would guide him through the history and buildings of the Whitesky Nation. Helder accepted and Buck, who he guessed was the leader of their community, offered him a warmer cloak to add to the blanket around his shoulders.

His shivers had subsided a bit, thanks in part to the cloak and also due to the oversized two legged bird thing that Buck called a kairuku that was following him and occasionally tugging at the cloak. They had just passed the main lodging when a gasp escaped from him.

What appeared to be a pack of wolves bounded down the lane, accompanied by a man. Helder couldn’t tell if they were hunting him or simply chasing the man but he ran behind him and Buck so instead he was faced with the terrifying spectacle of a pack of wolves running full tilt towards him.

It was only when the biggest of them stopped in front of him growling slightly did he realize that these things were young, not yet fully grown even. And then one detached itself from the group, a white one, rivaling the size of the one growling a yard away from him.

It inserted itself between him and the growling one, and he had the distinct feeling he should remain very very very still. There was something complicated going on here, and he could see it in how Buck backed away from him, standing closer to one of the buildings with crossed arms and an judgmental look on his previously open face, the kairuku beside him.

It was a small yip that brought him back into the moment, issued from the white wolf. It stood in front of him, and he extended one cautious hand from within the warm circle of his cloak, noting the slightly bared teeth of this wolf while the previously growling wolf had backed away, tail between its legs.

When the white wolf’s nose touched his fingertips, it felt right, like the swooping dizziness he had been fighting had just leveled out. Helder knelt, it came as naturally to him as walking, heedless of the frozen snow that bit into his knees.

“Hello there. I- I feel connected to you — why?”

The last part he directed towards Buck, unsure what this meant. The wolf huffed softly, pressing its snout into his neck and nudging him which set him back on his heels. The movement prompted a laugh out of Buck. The leader then nodded to himself, like he had just confirmed a long held belief before he spoke.

“You are beginning the bonding process to the first of the new litter. This is good. What are you going to name her?”

Her. Of course, Helder smiled as he placed a gentle hand in the scruff around her shoulders, humming low in thought, as he ran his fingers through the whiteness of her coat.

“Frost."

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