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Sinbad no Bouken 140 RAW + a Summary!

Here are the raws for Sinbad no Bouken 140, in which Sinbad gets a “special present” from Falan! :O

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George Weasley x reader Yule Ball

Pairing: George x reader

Warnings: Nah. It’s just fluff

A/N: Hey guys! This is my very first fanfic, hope you guys like it. The fanfic takes place in The Goblet of Fire and feel free to request. For now, I’m only going to accept Fred and George requests. Make sure to vote and requests are open! :^) 

My breath hitched.

My heart beat faster.

My eyes widened and my jaw dropped.

There I saw the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen; The woman I’ve been madly in love with.

(Y/N) was a girl from my year. A girl that I find myself slowly falling for whenever I see a glimpse of her beauty and when I started getting to know who she really is. (Y/N) was sorted into Ravenclaw in our 1st year whilst I was sorted into Gryffindor. At first, I didn’t really care about it because I used to think of her as just another student in Hogwarts when in reality she’s more than that. The day I first talked to her was in the library when I decided to sit next to her whilst she was doing her homework in Transfiguration whilst I do mine. Whilst I was doing my homework, I accidentally nudged the bottle of ink which spilled black ink on her paper. 

“Oh crap! I’m so so sorry” I apologized picking up the bottle and trying my best to stop the ink from going to her parchment paper but, I made it worse.

She sighed. Frustration and anger showed on her face. She looks like she will punch me in the face any second for what I just did.

“I’m very very so-” 

“It’s fine. Just be more careful if you don’t want me to punch you” she said making me chuckle.

“I’m George Weasley” 

“I know. You’re the other half of the Weasley twins famous for your pranks”

“How’d you know? So what do you think about our pranks?” I said. A smirk growing on my face.

“Well, obviously I’ve seen some of your pranks and I can overhear girls blabber on how great you and Fred are and how you guys were a hot piece of meat.” she replied rolling her eyes at the last sentence. “oh and the pranks? I’d say I’m impressed about how you guys could think of such ridiculous pranks and manage to not get caught” she added.

“Right they are,” I said winking making her roll her eyes and laugh.

“What? Don’t you agree with them Ms? what’s your name?” I said.

“My name’s (Y/N) (Y/L/N) and no, I don’t agree with them” she replied smiling a bit. 

We then continued our conversation; talking about our lives, interests, and sharing lots of banter. This soon develops a close friendship between us despite our differences.

Days, weeks, months, years, have passed. I started to feel something different when I’m with her. My heart beats faster when I stare deep in her (Y/E/C) orbs or by just simply glancing at her. The atmosphere changes whenever we talk to each other–feeling like it’s only the two of us in the room. The sadness I feel whenever she doesn’t go to our meeting spot in the library. 

That’s when I realize

That I’m head over heels for (Y/N).

I fell in love with her personality, her beauty, and her imperfections. Everything about her just seems perfect.

Now fast forward to the present.

The day of our Yule Ball.

I still can’t believe though that I had the balls to ask her out. Although I did say that I’ll only go with her as “friends” since I fear that she finds out I like her and that will ruin our friendship. 

She did say yes so the nervousness kind of lessened. My thoughts were cut off when my eyes laid on a particular person.

My breath hitched.

My heart beat faster.

My eyes widened and my jaw dropped.

There I saw the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen; The woman I’ve been madly in love with. 

(Y/N) (Y/L/N) entered the room. Slowly capturing lots of people’s attention. Men’s eyes were widened and shocked by her beauty whilst some women gave glares and some gave her compliments as she replies a simple nod or a thank you to each of them.

bloody hell, she’s breathtaking. 

As she started walking near me, my eyes locked with hers.

Finally, she stands in front of me with a smile plastered on her face.

Today she looked different–in a good way.

She was wearing a blue, off-shoulder ball gown to represent her house color. She wore light makeup and ditched her eyeglasses. Her (Y/H/L) (Y/H/C) was styled into a fancy bun. A few strands were left. (sorry if you have short hair)

“hey,” she said breaking me in my trance.

“why hello m’lady,” I said trying to sound confident as possible to hide my nervousness.

“hello handsome,” she said with the same confidence.

“s-so u-uh want a  d-drink?” I said with my confidence crumbling into pieces.

“Is the George Weasley stuttering? Wow. First time to ever hear you like that” she said chuckling. 

“Oh shut up” I replied laughing as I started to feel my cheeks heat up.

“Sure. I’d love something to drink” she said.

I walked away and when I started blending in the crowd, my speed gradually increased and finally arrived at the table filled with food. I poured wine to two glasses then I felt a weight on my shoulder causing some of the wine to spill.

“Georgie! A beautiful date you got there. Finally got the balls to ask her out, eh?” Fred said

“Oh shut up. I asked her out as ‘friends’” I replied.

Fred groaned and said 

“Merlin’s beard George! You have got to ask her out on an ‘actual’ date before someone does. With that beauty and personality, I’m pretty sure a lot of men are willing to ask her out someday if you won’t ask her” 

Fred’s right. Just when I left grabbing a drink I saw a guy from Durmstrang flirting with her. I felt a sudden wave of pain when I saw this. I’ve always hated that feeling–the jealousy and pain I feel whenever I see her chat with boys and even sometimes she’s oblivious when the guy he’s talking to flirt with her. 

“You’re right, Freddie” I sighed.

“Now don’t just stand here like a wuss! Stop wussing out! Go and get her, Georgie!” Fred said pushing me lightly. 

“Alright, alright, I will,” I said and went back to (Y/N).

I went to her and spotted her by herself. I rushed to her and gave her the glass of wine. She thanked me and took a sip.

The ceremony soon started and soon enough we all started dancing to the music with our partners. The music finally ended and was replaced by a slower one. 

I placed both of my hands on her hips whilst her hands moved to my shoulders. Her touch lingering, sending shivers down my spine and making my heart beat faster. Our foreheads touched as we slowly sway to the music. 

“Had fun tonight?” I asked.

“Yeah,” she said. 

We continue to dance in an uncomfortable silence.

“Come with me,” I said breaking the ice. 

“Excuse me?”

“Come with me” I repeated.

“To where?”

“Somewhere else,” I said and offered her my hand.

She took it and we both leave the room.

We both ran down the halls of Hogwarts with (Y/N) following behind.

“George slow down! It’s not easy to run with heels you know!” (Y/N) panted.

“Sorry!” I said slowing down my pace.

We then finally arrived at our destination: The Astronomy Tower.

I heard a gasp behind me so I looked at (Y/N)’s astonish face as she slowly walked next to me.

  The view from the Astronomy Tower was fascinating. The moon illuminated in the sky along with the stars and there weren’t many clouds.

I glanced back at (Y/N)  and the first thing that I noticed was how her eyes sparkled in the moonlight. Her nose was in a shade of red and so are her cheeks due to the cold breeze. Her skin illuminated in the moonlight. And those lips that are tinted in a light shade of pink. Looked so soft and kissable. 

All I can say is that she’s way more beautiful compared to the view.

“So, why’d you bring me here?” she asked breaking my trance.

That’s when the nervousness came back. The same amount of nervousness when I asked her out to the Yule Ball. What should I do? Should I kiss her already? Should I make a long sweet message? Or should I- Oh no word vomit.

“I l-like y-y-you,” I said.

“What?” She asked in shock.

“I l-l-like y-y-you. I’ve always had. Ever since I spilled ink on your homework. I love everything about you. Your eyes, your hair, your smile, your laugh, and even your imperfection. Basically everything about you. I know this sounds so cheesy and all but a day without you feels blue.” I said.

She stood there. Her cheeks got redder and her smile was gone.

“I know you probably don’t like me back and I’m pretty sure I look like an idiot but I hope this won’t end our friendship” I replied. I felt a tear fell down my cheek and my heart breaking.

Soon enough I was crying. In front of the girl that I love. 

I felt embarrassed and my legs felt week. I fell on my knees as I felt her stare at me.

She came near me and sat next to me. She made me look at me by grabbing my chin with her thumb and index finger. She wiped the tears falling from my face and I felt her forehead against mine.

“I,” she said as she came nearer.

“love,” she said. Our lips centimeters away.

“you” she whispered.

I crashed my lips to her soft ones and it was the best feeling I have ever felt. I finally got to kissed the girl that I love. The kiss was cut off when we heard someone cheered from the back.

“WOOH YEAH GET SOME GEORGIE!” we heard Fred’s voice.

“Oh piss off!” I shouted looking at (Y/N) whose face is red.

“So, date at Three Broomsticks next week?”

“absolutely,” she said.

“best. day. ever” she said.

“not only did I get to wear this beautiful dress and get to kiss you, I get to see you cry too!” she added laughing.

“Oh shut up,” I said and kissed her again.

anonymous asked:

what makes namjoonie one of the best leader of all kpop group???


Also, brace yourself. Incoming long post!

*clears throat*

(1) THE AMOUNT OF DEDICATION HE HAS. Kim Namjoon started out as an underground rapper, and got into BigHit to a group called B.P.B (former/original would-be BTS group), along with other rap members… he was mocked for this choice, as idols aren’t really acknowledged in the hiphop scene. Especially idol rappers.. which is now what he is.  They were promised that the group will be full on rap, no dancing/singing. But then later on they were forced to learn how to dance. One by one the members left, but Namjoon stayed despite it all. (No, he absolutely didn’t know how to dance, but you’d be surprised at how much he can now) Could you imagine how much dedication that took to stay when you see your group members quit and leave you behind + you’re forced to do something you can’t do and wasn’t promised to you in the first place?

If I’m not mistaken, Namjoon was one of the original BTS (B.P.B) member left. Later on, Suga and J-Hope came in the company, followed by Jin, Jungkook, V, and Jimin. The BTS we now all know was formed this way. 

He is always in the studio producing, producing, producing for the group. If not, he’s writing lyrics. Even the members admit, he almost never sleeps because he is always constantly working on their music. 

As I mentioned before, he previously doesn’t have a dancing bone on his body… AT ALL.

But BTS is famous for their hard-hitting, tough choreographies… and after watching him for the past year, I’ve seen him improve so SO much in dancing. 

Watch him on their dance practice to their Intro Performance (he’s the guy with the D shirt. Usually placed at the back for this very reason too) then watch him on I NEED U.  I’m very proud of him for improving a lot within a short span of time.

/this may be because I really relate to him on this… I previously do not know how to dance at all, and now… I’m actually in a dance crew and I’m continuously improving myself with dancing.

He recently released a vlog saying his current thoughts about his solo mixtape that he finally released which was 7 years in the making, as well as working on the new BTS album. That alone shows how dedicated he really is.

(2) HIS LOYALTY TO BANGTAN. I have a feeling… that because he was left behind by some of his friends during his B.P.B days. Namjoon treasures his BTS members a whole lot. If you watch his episode on the 4Things Show, he was tested through a hidden camera by being offered by their CEO to go do a solo career. (That way, he can finally establish himself fully as a rapper) Not a split second passed, without hesitation he said he chooses to be in BTS. 

I’ve seen a lot of times he showed how much he looks out for the rest of them. Although the members make fun of him a lot, I can see that they really look up to him (especially the maknae line), and he gives so much love back to them. 

(3) HE’S NOT AFRAID TO SHOW HIS WEAKNESS/GIVE HIS HONEST THOUGHTS. (In a mature, and intellectual way)

He admitted to being hurt by how he was always mocked as an idol, artist, and as a person. He admitted he still lacked in many aspects, and suffered through a slump. He admitted to not knowing who he is and what he wanted to do. He also came into his own turning point about not giving a sh*t about what people say about him or what label him as anymore.  

Please have a read through this previous post I made about Namjoon for a back story to that. (That was also first time this guy honestly moved me). He also relies his own thoughts through his lyrics and music. May it be talking about struggles, to talking about sex, to fighting for his right to vote. (lmao. yes that happened) 

Even now, he shares his honest thoughts to us from time to time. (Through his personal vlogs, and some of his tweets)

(4) HE IS AN ACTUAL GENIUS. During his days as a student, he ranked top 1 in terms of school grades in the WHOLE FREAKING SOUTH KOREA.  

He taught himself how to read, speak and write English fluently. A language Koreans generally have a hard time learning, let alone on their own. He can make up lyrics on the spot, just give him a few seconds and he’ll be able to deliver a rap immediately. An average intellectual person has an IQ of 95-105. Namjoon’s IQ level is 148. 

(5) WITH THAT, HE IS AN ABSOLUTE IDIOT TOO. As much of a genius as he is, he is pretty much clumsy on other things. He’s named god of destruction because he always breaks/loses things without meaning to.

They say it’s because his mind is always contemplating about heavy thoughts, that he’s flimsy on the little things. Hahaha! Another charm of the dear leader.

(6) HE NEVER FORGETS TO STAY HUMBLE. I have met Bangtan in person, and Kim Namjoon stood out to me the most (at the time he wasn’t even my bias at all) because he gave me (and all the other fans) his absolute sincerity. I actually gave him a 90-degree bow during the hi-touch event (a gesture of high respect, because I sincerely wanted to specifically greet him that way), and he gave it right back to me… which actually surprised me a lot. Aside from that, along with all the Bangtan members, he never forgets to thank ARMYs regardless whether they win or lose on shows. Even on some of their vlogs in Youtube, you can sometimes see him casually busy at the back reading fan letters while the others are fooling around the camera.

Also, he has been rising in popularity lately, established himself in the U.S. and worked with American hip-hop artists Warren G, and Krizz Kaliko; released his solo mixtape, which was applauded by hiphop artists even outside South Korea, but he always always always never forgets to mention how thankful he is because of BTS and owes it all to them.

And probably the best reason of all…


I know Bangtan Boys are all really rowdy themselves. I can’t even imagine myself being able to have the patience and will to lead with all their strong personalities clashing, but he can. And he does it perfectly. If that is not reason enough, then I don’t even know anymore.

Though I cannot vouch for him being the best leader of all kpop groups, I can straight up tell you that he really IS the perfect leader for Bangtan. He has all the makings of a great leader, and I think no one else can lead BTS better than he does.

Thank you, and goodnight! Haha

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Some people can't choose between Luna or Ardyn or any other character in FFXV survey, but I don't want to choose anything, because how hard Square Enix ditched Ravus again.

Yeah, I feel that. Honestly, the one thing that would please me the most is if they confirm that Ravus would be a playable character. At the very least. He has alot of potential as a fun and interesting character in combat – acting as a dark knight type class perhaps and bringing a full-on aggressive type combat compared to Gladio’s mix of defense and offense or Cor’s tactical strikes and assassinations. Seeing Ravus as a playable character? That’d be glorious…!

But just because Ravus isn’t in this survey doesn’t mean you shouldn’t take it, I feel. c: The reason why this survey exists isn’t to make fans pick out which piece of content stays and which one goes, but it’s to put a priority on just what the fans want to see next as they continue to work on improving the game and remedying their mistakes as they first released the game. Because think about it: this content should have been in game to begin with – I think we can all agree with that. But after this game spent 5+ years in development hell before they finally started reworking it to a different game than what they first had – fans were getting weary having to wait over ten years for the next Final Fantasy game. Pressure really caused SE to make the decision: to release the game in a completed state, and then continue to better the game and make it complete.

Honestly, this is alot more thoughtful that Square is doing this – compared to other companies that would never patch their games to repair glitches and errors, never offer additional content even after fans complained, and never give small gifts to the players – as a thank you for sticking with them through their trouble. I think Square is really kind for trying to do this, even though they still have their flaws as they try to get things together.

But regardless, Square Enix put out this survey not to make you upset about having to pick between one – they’re just curious to see if they’re coming up with the right ideas based on fan feedback. The story contents mentioned, I’ve seen, are all ones fans have discussed and brought to interest before, and SE really did listen to that. (Ravus fans! We gotta scream a little louder! :D) They’re going to try to expand on the story, believe me – especially when they have confirmed previously that they will/want to make an Ardyn DLC of sorts, and that Tabata is working on something known as the World of Versus, which probably refers to the World of Ruins content mentioned.

Also, the Comrades DLC wouldn’t really be a thing if they DIDN’T have playable characters. It’s already been confirmed that Aranea, Iris, and Cor will be playable characters for this multiplayer DLC – especially when their animations and controls are already used by AIs and the like. Adapting them to a playable format is just a few more tedious steps away, I hope. They also, at one point, confirmed Lunafreya for it as well, and Gentiana was seen during the 2017 tech demo a few months back – these characters will all make it in, I feel. One way or another.

And wanna know what else? During that tech demo, you know who else was seen during it? Ravus. This probably is hopeful to Ravus fans because they are working on assets for him in some way, shape, or form – going through the process enough to have him rigged to explore the open-world and see how he interacts with environments. I think that proves to be hopeful for Ravus fans in the near future!

So I really do encourage you and others to take the survey and show interest to Square Enix – to support them in their work, because they’re honestly trying as hard as they can compared to other companies that leave their fans in the dust. Vote for something you’d be interested in seeing first out of everything, because then Square will know that they’re getting onto the right track with their future content. c: And it shows them just how much the fans enjoy their work enough to care about FFXV’s future~


X-Men Imagine #6 part 3 (part 1) (part 2)

warnings: none
gender: female

“Is there any way you'd ever do an X-Men Imagine #6 Part 3? I loved the
first two”

“I like your x-men imagines :D Can you please do X-Men Imagine #6 Part 2
sequel? Sorry I am curious what happens afterward, like do they met again or something?”

Synopsis: Hank and Charles talk. Later you meet with Hank alone and he finally admits something to you.

After you left, there was nothing but silence between the two men. Hank steals occasional glances at Charles, not sure what to say to him…or if he even wants to. He was mad at him for making you leave. Because of him, he lost one of the last friends he still had. He also hated the fact that you may very well put yourself in danger, even if it was just to get back at Xavier.

Hank put away the extra glass and served Xavier his drink in his study like he always did. When he finishes, he is about to leave and not say anything…but he turns around.

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Return of the prodigal son. The fuck were you thinking running away into the night you dumbass? Hopefully you have learned your lesson. Stop the thousand-yard-stare immediately. 

-They paint the world full of shadows and tell their children to stay close to the light.. 


-..because in the darkness there be dragons. But it isn’t true. In the darkness..


-..there is freedom.

UGH. You know what else is in the darkness, Neo? Fucking starvation. Don’t you dare run away again before topping your career. After that, godspeed.

Yea thanks for the tip, professional make-up cop 2.0. We’ll know better than to jerk off the wolf next time.

Oh man.. this brings back so many memories </3 Truly your mother’s son. (I’m acting like Victoria has died, she hasn’t, I’m just feeling very emo about her becoming an elder).

LOL a romance sim artist, hot take there Gunther. Def preferable to that 20 lovers shit tho so good job!

Jojo Union: The Truth Is Out There.

-Good god, who do I have to fuck to get some interplanetary d around here?

Not Stephen Tinker if that’s what you’re thinking/hoping for.

-Ugh seriously, will those idiots ever abduct me?? I want the scholarship!

What can I tell you Jo, your chances are looking as good as that acne-Komei jaw combo you have going. Mystery of the non-abduction = solved.

DEAD. This weird ass relationship is killing me, I didn’t even know you could read a teen to sleep??

-Sooo, where were we? Oh yea. Let us take two commodities such as a coat and 10 yards of linen, and let the former be double the value of the latter, so that, if 10 yards of linen = W, the coat = 2W..

DANIEL STOP TRYING TO HYPNOTIZE JOJO INTO COMMUNISM. You can stand to learn something from Gunther, who conducts his political discussions in an open and straightforward manner!

-It’s like.. capitalism, man.. fucked up. 

-Toootally :D

Oh right, we brought this preppy church girl home from school! 

Gross, not only is she a face two (a mortal sin in this house) she also looks exactly how I imagine all those college girls that voted for Trump look. But if Gunther is to become the artistic slutbag he’s meant to be, we gotta start somewhere..

-I just love the way your eyebrows are way yellower than your hair.. And that hot-pink lipstick/blood red cardigan combo.. As an aspiring art school drop out, I can tell you really have an eye for color..

-Professional make-up cop 2.0 has got nothing on you babe!

Well that was..embarrassingly easy. Embarrassing for Daniel that is, whose well documented attempts at getting a girlfriend were like dragging nails on a fucking chalkboard. Equally if not more embarrassing is Jojo, who a) has not rolled a single romantic want b) has expressed interest in Stephen Tinker and David Ottomas c) can’t even get the ugly ass aliens to abduct him. Jfc.

But finally, after our two oldest proved to be massive flops, it looks like Vic’s sexual prowess has been inherited and not even the sky can limit those slutty genetics! See you never, Trumpie. We’re moving up in the world.

The Right Thing, a scandal fanfic | FanFiction
Extended version of the final Olitz scene in 6x01, designed to help explain what Fitz meant when he said "you got out" of the Oval power trap. Reviews apprecaited!

NOVEMBER 9, 2016 (AKA the worst day of my life IRL)

“I don’t want to fix another election,” Fitz admits.

Olivia takes a deep breath and says reluctantly “then you know what you have to do.”

“I’m sorry, Liv,” Fitz says sympathetically, sitting down next to her on the couch. “I wanted this for you…for both of you. But I can’t…”

“I know,” Olivia says softly, blinking back tears as the reality of losing the election starts to sink in for the first time. She starts to get up but Fitz gently presses her shoulder, encouraging her to stay seated for a minute.

“Look at me,” he says gently. She reluctantly complies. “When you started out, I didn’t think Mellie had a chance,” he admits. “I thought she needed to wait four or eight years, get some experience in the Senate, put some distance between her career and mine. Not to mention the fact that Republicans have held the White House for 16 years and Democrats were a lot hungrier for it this time around. And honestly, sometimes I wondered if she was too damaged to ever have a shot. The fact that you made it as close as it was…you almost flipped California from blue to red. You should be proud,” he says gently.

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{PART 1} Being on a reality T.V show with GOT7 & BTS

Pairing: Jaebum x You (featuring members of GOT7 and BTS)

Rating: Fluff/Drama/PG

Summary: You are the leader of a very popular idol girl group. You are taking part in Koreas version of “Big Brother” where you will live with GOT7 and BTS for three months. You start to get close to Jaebum, GOT7′s leader. What will happen?

FAIR WARNING: This was the very first scenario/piece of writing that I uploaded to my blog in Feb 2016. It sucks. You’ve been warned.

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“I don’t see why we should have to do this, it’s so troublesome!”

After arriving at your companies building this morning, the 5 of you were called into your manager’s office.
“I know it seems like it’s going to be a huge inconvenience, but you should at least give it a try now that you are able to participate in more variety shows! Don’t you think so, Y/N?”

Since you were the leader of your group, SUGARCREAM, most decisions were always left for you to decide. Usually, this was a good thing in your opinion, but in this case…
“Um, well…I’m not so sure to be honest…3 months living with 3 other groups sounds like it could be a heavy task.”

Your group SUGARCREAM had just finished making your second comeback, and this year your manager has scheduled a lot of variety shows and other activities such as solo tracks and appearances. At first, you all thought it was a great idea; being able to have less jam packed schedule.

“What’s the show called again?” asked your member, best friend and trustworthy advisor, Hyemi.
“Idol Big Brother!” your manager exclaimed a little too over excitedly.
You inwardly groaned at this.

Since you were currently the only western idol in Korea to be from a non Asian country, you knew exactly what “Big Brother” was. A stupid T.V/Reality show where all different kinds of people were made to live together for a certain period of time, and each week, the general public would be able to “vote” for a person whom they didn’t like out of the house. The show also included many group tasks and secret, hidden and personal tasks for certain contestants. At the end of the show, there would just be 3 people left. 3rd place, runner up, and the winner.

“What do you say girls? Hmm? Come on! At least give it a chance. You never know, it could be fun!”

“I think it could be an interesting experience~!” your groups youngest, Eunyoung whisper-shouted, looking at you with hopeful eyes. She was so impressionable sometimes.

“I suppose we could give it a try” said Sunhi, the lead rapper of your group. Sunhi was always an optimist, always trying to see the “good” in the “bad”.

Your other group member, Mina, who was currently more interested her phone just nodded and agreed with the other members.

You let out a deep, long sigh.
“Ugh….okay. You girls are going to be the death of me, you know that right?”
They all smiled in unison as you began to go through a LOT of paper work with your manager.

Over the next few weeks, you all began to prepare to move into the “house” that you would be calling home for the next 3 months. None of you knew who the other groups were going to be, as everyone involved was made to sign a contract stating that they wouldn’t talk about their involvement in the show until after the show was finished airing. This was just to keep things a secret and more interesting for the public. Many rumours had started to sweep the internet, with lots of eager fans impatiently waiting for the idols to be revealed.
It was finally do day.

The ride to the “house” wasn’t long at all and only took around 25 minutes (including traffic) to get there in your groups big black Land Rover with tinted windows.
Once you had arrived, each of you stepped out with your luggage and took a good look at your surroundings. The building itself was nothing special to look at from the outside, it basically just looked like a normal, grey factory building, with large wire fences surrounding the perimeter.

“It looks like a damn prison” Hyemi chuckled as she linked her arm around yours.

“You alright?” she asked, observing the obvious look of sheer terror on your face.

“My stomachs tied in knots” you said quietly as to not let the other girls hear the anxiety in your voice. But you could always show your true feelings to Hyemi. You really didn’t want to be here at this point. It was unfamiliar and strange.

“Oh come on (Y/N)!” Sunhi bellowed as she nearly knocked into you with her suitcase. “Cheer up! We’re all together. Think of it like a small holiday, but we just have to….. to share it with lots of other people!”

“That doesn’t make me feel any better, you dork” you playfully punched Sunhi’s arm while she dramatically faked falling to the ground.

“I’m just pissed that we can’t have our phones on us in there. If I had of known that, I would never have signed up for this” Mina grumbled as she walked to your side.

“Actually, they did tell us that we wouldn’t be able to use our phones, but I think you were too busy playing on your phone to notice…” said Eunyoung most sincerely.
The 5 of you burst out laughing. “Come on then!” you said as you linked arms with Mina and Hyemi, the other 2 girls following suit. “Let’s get this party started then, shall we ladies?” A group of handlers and set helpers met you at the entrance door around the back and proceeded to assist the 5 of you with your luggage.

You and your group were instructed that before you get to meet the 3 other groups, you each would have a small 5-10 minute interview. You were forewarned that some of these questions may seem very personal and invasive, and if you weren’t okay with the nature of the question, it was alright to request for it to be cut from the tape. “Pfft, what kind of show are they running here?” you thought to yourself as you were getting all mic-d up and instruction after instruction being delivered to you all.

It was finally time. Since you were the leader, you had your interview first.
Interviews never really bothered you too much. Usually, it was the same questions about being a westerner in Korea, you ability to speak multiple languages, the fact that you were actually an amazing singer and dancer was also talked about quite a lot. So you weren’t feeling too uncomfortable about anything. Yet…
“Alright Miss (Y/N), please come this way” a tall young woman smiled at you as she lead you through a door saying “Diary Room”.
“This room is where ‘Big Brother’ will interview you!” she said as she ushered you to sit down in a big, beautiful, luxurious red chair with gold trimmings on the side. The room itself was painted black, and quite small in size, but not small enough to make you feel uncomfortable. It was just the chair and a large camera places a few feet away from it.

She pointed to the camera “Meet Big Brother! He’s not actually a real person of course, but it ties into the concept of the show. Throughout your time here, you and the other contestants will be called into this room and you will be asked questions about the other members and your feelings, and you vent them to Big Brother, you know?” she asked smiling gleefully at you.
Of course, you already knew all of this having watched show many times when you still lived back home, but you nodded and told her you understood anyway.

“Okay! That’s you ready then. Once I leave the room, Big Brother will instruct you from there!” she noticed that you looked a little scared and uneasy. “Don’t worry, we’ll be watching the entire time, you’re not really alone Miss (Y/N)” she smiled warmly and it made you feel a lot less anxious.
She turned on her heal, and closed the door.


For around 10 long and painful seconds, you were completely engulfed by dead silence.

Next thing you knew, a green light appeared on the camera directly in front of you, and an unknown males voice began to speak.

“Hello (Y/N). This is Big Brother, it’s nice to meet you.”

You hesitated for a second, wondering if you should answer the strange voice.
“Uh…Hi…um…yeah, it’s nice to meet you too….Big Brother…” you cringed ever so slightly.

“Don’t be scared (Y/N) . Just talk to me as if I were your actual big brother or a close friend. So, let’s begin shall we?”

You sat up a little and started folding out the nonexistent creases in your pants. “Uh, sure. Let’s get started”.

“Excellent! So, what makes this important is the information you give to us here may be used to show the other contestants in the house, as well as the public viewers. If you are ever called to The Diary Room for a challenge in the future, you could be given a challenge to do involving another person in the house, in which case, you will view their video also. Understand?”

You swallowed hard. It was a little embarrassing to say the least, but what could you do?

“Yeah, I understand” you replied ever so formally.
“Alright Miss (Y/N) . So, if you could just state your name, age, where you’re from, and just a few details about you to begin with.”

You took a deep breath in and out, and began.

“Uhhhh hello, my name is (Y/N) and I am the leader of SUGARCREAM. I’m 20 years old and I’m from (Y/C). I’m 164cm and my favourite food is ramen….uhhh…my native language is English, but I can also speak Korean, Japanese, Mandarin and Spanish. I love learning languages a lot and it helps me to communicate better with people. Thank you”

“Oh god that was painful and cheesy” you thought to yourself.

“Okay perfect (Y/N) ! Now, one more question. Could you describe your ideal type?”

“Typical, they’re jumping straight into this? Just fucking typical”

You smiled, and began slowly. “Ah, well, I don’t really have an ideal type because, well…actually I’ve never had a boyfriend nor have I ever even been kissed properly…but I guess that my ideal type is a guy who is funny, caring and has a beautiful smile~”

Sadly, this was true. You had never ever been kissed. Not because you were ugly or anything like that, you were a very beautiful and charming girl, and you had lots of chances in the past. But you were always busy with your career, practice, group, studies…you never had time to be a normal teenager and do normal teenage activities.

“Okay (Y/N) , thank you very much. It was nice getting to know you. Please exit through the door on your left into The Big Brother House. The other groups are already settled in, so please go and do your best!”

You nodded and got up off the chair. As you put your hand on the door, your heart started to beat faster and faster. The moment of truth had come. Who were you going to be spending the next 3 months with?

You opened the door to a brightly lit room and you were met by 19 other faces you recognized immediately.

14 boys, 7 of which belonging to GOT7, the other 7 belonging to BTS stood clapping and smiling at you.

5 other girls in another girl group called M!RROR also doing the same thing.

“Things are about to get very interesting”  you thought to yourself, and you put a smile on your face and closed the door behind you.


That’s the end of part 1! Let me know what you guys think. Part 2 will be added in a few days but I just wanted to see how this would fair out. Please don’t hesitate to request a scenario, reaction, or even just give me some criticism on this piece! I welcome it with open arms. Thank you~


Serendipitous Fate Marathon

Originally posted by ladynoir-aka-life

As most of you know, we’ve finally reached the finale of Serendipitous Fate Part 2. To celebrate this exciting event (it’s exciting for me, anyway), I’m going to be posting the full chapters to tumblr as a sort of marathon run from October 1 to October 20. Much like television shows will marathon their season right before the end. 

Why? Well, one, because I’ll be finishing the equivalent of two epic length books, and that’s something I know I can be proud of. Secondly, we’ve just reached over 260,000 words for the entirety of Serendipitous Fate. That’s a lot of words! And a lot of things that get forgotten–especially with how long it sometimes takes for me to get chapters out. 

The marathon is to refresh everyone’s memory so that when a lot of things come together in the finale, we’re all on the same page. Plus, I’m super pumped for chapter’s 21 and 22 and I want all of you guys to be too! I want this to be fun and exciting! I want to make it a fun event for everyone! All those who want to participate anyway. After all, these kids have come a long way and there’s still so far to go! So why not track the journey that got us all the way here ;D 

And if you guys do want to participate, feel free to leave comments on the chapters! Telling me your favorite parts, your least favorite parts, what was good and what could have been done better! Or, if you have questions, now’s the time to send them in! I’ll try to remain prompt about answering them! Just remember, I won’t spoil anything yet to come ;D 

One chapter will be posted per day at approximately 9pm Eastern Standard Time, October 1st through October 20th. All of which will lead up to the finale!

Contents/Schedule (with eventual links as added) 

Book One

Oct. 1 - Chapter 1: The First Hurdle 

Oct. 2 - Chapter 2: New Beginnings and Old Habits  

Oct. 3 - Chapter 3: Bumps in the Road

Oct. 4 - Chapter 4: True and False 

Oct. 5 - Chapter 5: A Real Gift

Oct. 6 - Chapter 6: Bruises, Fractures, and Swollen Lips

Oct. 7 - Chapter 7: This Repeating Uncertainty 

Oct. 8 - Chapter 8: Trouble in Paradise 

Oct. 9 - Chapter 9: The Incoming Fog

Oct. 10 - Chapter 10: Serendipity 

Book Two

Oct. 11 - Chapter 1: All These New Rules

Oct. 12 - Chapter 2: Truth and Metaphors 

Oct. 13 - Chapter 3: Paved With Good Intentions 

Oct. 14 - Chapter 4: The Importance of Splitting Hairs

Oct. 15 - Chapter 5: Faults and Virtues of Fear

Oct. 16 - Chapter 6: When in Doubt

Oct. 17 - Chapter 7: Calm Before the Storm

Oct. 18 - Chapter 8: Do We Get What We Deserve?

Oct. 19 - Chapter 9: Questions Without Answers `

Oct. 20 - Chapter 10: Run Me Like a River

Oct. 21 - Chapter 11: Fate Pt. 1 

Oct. 28 - Chapter 12: Fate Pt. 2

If you haven’t read Serendipitous Fate yet and were thinking about it, now’s the perfect time! A chapter a day doesn’t seem nearly as overwhelming as the whole thing, right? You think you know some other people who might like it? Get them reading too! Let’s all count down to the finale together! 

And, of course, if you want to read the whole thing, the entirety of Serendipitous Fate can be found on AO3. 

Serendipitous Fate - Word Count 260,102

Adrien is excited to reveal his true identity, while Marinette is terrified. But Master Fu says they can’t afford to be distant any longer. Chat Noir and Ladybug are meant to work in tandem both in and out of uniform, their strength stemming from the bond created between them. Yet, teenagers are sometimes better at dancing blind than running with wide open eyes, even with the steps laid out before them.

Steps in the path of an expanding world. Apart, they’ll flounder. But together, they might just stand a chance.

Rated Mature

As well as posting the full chapters to tumblr, I’ll be reblogging all the awesome fanart people have created for the story. Depending on the subject matter, it will either be at random or in correlation with the chapters the art was created for! 


Banner Schedule 

Oct. 21 - Deadline

Oct. 22 - Voting Begins

Oct. 27 - Voting Ends

Oct. 28 - Winners Announced


Originally posted by thebirdfromthemoon-art

Sinbad no Bouken 102 RAW + a Summary!

Here are the raws for Sinbad no Bouken 102 and a summary! Finally finished! Sorry for the delay! This week the battle commences… and wow…that was pretty bad. Next week should be interesting. 

Just a reminder, to anyone who follows me and enjoys these raws/summaries, parts of or even all of these summaries could be completely wrong, so be advised as you read them as I am by no means a professional translator!

*** Disclaimer : Sinbad no Bouken is not my work. Please be sure to vote for Sinbad no Bouken everyday on the MangaOne app if you have it!

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arukou-arukou  asked:

Please do actually tell us about the time you role-played Machiavelli.

So, we had a class called something like Social History but it was really just a Civics class, learning why you should vote and about the legal system and that kind of thing. And we had a really GREAT teacher, god I loved her, who tried to a) make this really dry, boring stuff as interesting as possible and b) do the mandated “team assignment” bullshit without actually forcing those of us who do not thrive in teams to have to be on a team.

We had a project where nine people were singled out to be Not On A Team, and the rest of the class was split into four small groups (there were about 35 of us). The job of the small groups was to present the articles of the Constitution to a panel of judges, and try to convince the judges to ratify the Constitution.

The judges were the nine people singled out to Not Be On A Team. Each of us was assigned a persona from history to roleplay, so our job was to study that person’s political writings and views and then once the presentations were done, write a “decision paper” stating whether they would ratify the Constitution. I don’t remember all the other historical figures, but I know that Julius Caesar and Emma Goldman were two of them, because I was friends with J. Cees and dating Emma Goldman at the time. 

So the presentations take place, over the course of two days, and the next morning we had to announce our decisions and turn in our justifications. And one by one the other eight people give their verdicts. TENSION IS MOUNTING. The teams that presented are nervously eyeballing us. They want to win so bad, I’ve never seen kids hanging on the words of Emma Goldman like that before.

Eight verdicts: four to ratify, four against. And everyone is looking SUPER DISCONSOLATE because we’ve finally reached me and I am Machiavelli and there is no way Machiavelli ratifies the Constitution. Even my girlfriend Emma Goldman, who didn’t even vote to ratify, looks at me with sad betrayal in her eyes.

BUT. I was expecting this, and I bust out my paper and announce that I am voting to Ratify. THE CROWD GOES WILD! And my teacher looks at me with this “You little shit” look on her face and goes “I’ll be interested to read your decision paper.”

My rationale was that Machiavelli would absolutely not ratify the Constitution, but he also tended towards passivity when it came to governance and he was in favor of allowing organic processes to develop favorable conditions whenever possible. My Machiavelli believed that the “attempt of democracy” was inevitable and may as well come sooner rather than later. He predicted that out of its total failure, a true leader would rise. He gave America a couple of decades before it fell to pieces and hoped whatever came after would be much more efficient. He haaaaated James Madison and his stupid advocacy of the minority voice.

I got a big smile and an A when she passed it back. :D


Mats talked with Nobby in Feiertagsmagazin before the away game against 1. FC Köln 

Nobby greeted the another-year-older birthday boy and asked how he celebrated on Wednesday. Mats: No party. no nothing. Got home around 3.30 or 3.45. I’ll make up for it next week. But now I still have job to do - the next match right before us.

[Then they talked about the upcoming match against Köln]

Nobby: You should have some special memories for Köln?

Mats: I scored a brace😋which only happened once so far.

Nobby: Ja~~~~~

Nobby: For your birthday, we’ll show the two goals you scored.

Mats: Then let me celebrate two days after my birthday.

[video of the younger happier Mats scoring and celebrating]

Mats: That’s the only time I did this for BVB - for Germany U21 against San Marino I scored three times and the whole team scored 13 times, I think. Scoring a brace makes fun for the defender though it might not happen again, well it could but certainly this is not something out of my core values…anyway let’s see. 

Nobby: The set piece is always a good chance.

[video of highs and lows of this season - all in all, a good Hinrunde, or with yet another win in Köln, the officially second best Hinrunde for BVB ever]

Nobby: It will be the 30th competitive match for us in half a season. How do you see the over-stressing and the upcoming pause?

Mats: The winter pause is not desperately needed but it would be good for us - we’ll feel that in March, May and June, the Euro 2016 and so on. This German thing is not bad for us. The winter pause makes us hungry so we will have a better appetite after it.

Nobby: Give us a summary of this season so far.

Mats: A very positive performance. Out of the 29 matches we won…[did a bit of primary school maths] 22. Outstanding. We have a very cool team - not just the football we play but also the characters of the players we have. Currently everything just ‘clicks’. A super mixture of having fun and being successful. It’s a successful Hinrunde when we look back at it. It’s all right if you still have to accept the criticism towards you individually even when you win - anyway it’s easier to do so than when you lose…

Nobby: Proud to be the captain?

Mats: Clearly. I feel that it is, or may be, extraordinary to be captain for my club BVB and this team. I hope to carry on as captain for a successful Rückrunde.

Nobby: So hopes the whole Schwarz-Gelb family as well.

[Then after the highlight of DFB-Pokal in Augsburg, they talked about the next opponent in this competition]

Nobby: Won’t be a home game as you mentioned in the interview…

Mats: Stuttgart is a difficult opponent. But it’s even nicer when you finally win it. 

Nobby: Last season against Köln we had one defeat and one draw. Now, we have a score to settle with them?

Mats: I never have a score to settle with anyone or something like that 😂

Nobby: Each match should start from zero…

Mats: Yeah, if we play with revenge in our mind, it could have positive effects, such as putting more effort in it or fighting harder in duels, but it could have negative effects, too, that you are too tense and you lose the ease…This will be a completely normal match against a good team. The opponents defend very compactly and they defend as a team - we expect this and this season we have found good solutions on many occasions when we play against teams like this. I think we scored in every Bundesliga match, and Pokal match. We know that we are able to create scoring chances - this can be the key to the problem. We react to our opponents. Sometimes they can be aggressive, but in other cases they may place 10 players to barricade their penalty area. No matter what the tactics of the opponents are, we are prepared - it’s no guarantee for the win, our opponents can do better or simply have better luck than us - but we have our framework of strategies to dominate in both attacking and defending.

Nobby: Perhaps this is a factor for this season’s success so far? We feel good about ourselves, like, no anxiety on our way to Köln.

Mats: If you feel anxious on the way to the games then it can be bothering…

Nobby: Last season you experienced…though

Mats: And we were losing all the time… 

Mats: Now we feel that we are stronger without being overbearing - which is important because if you think ‘we don’t need to do so much to beat them’ then you definitely will lose. We are greedy to carry out the way we play football, without being (unfairly) aggressive, however.

Nobby: Does the mind play an important role in this as well?

Mats: For me the mind is the most important. You have to make decisions in such a short time, in a split second, it also works on your self-confidence: there are so many aspects in football that is determined by the mind. Many are talented, and everyone can run, but it’s the mind that decides for you what you need to do. For me it is the most relevant factor in this game. 

[Shinji’s header in Derbysieg was voted as Goal of November, congratulations, Shinji! Astonishing header, fully deserved :D Then it was Julian conjuring up a potato salad in Nobby’s kitchen. The full episode will be online on Sunday]

[Kehli will appear on BVBtotal on Tuesday talking about his trip around the world, for example, the bears he saw in Canada…so I’m prepared for the story that he had a fight with one somewhere in Quebec]

Nobby: Have you two exchanged (opinions on captaincy) ?

Mats: Of course and this has been very important to me. The changes (brought by the captain armband) were greater than I previously thought [then he mentioned a quote from Oliver Bierhoff, which I didn’t get😢] … [then more talking from Mats about Kehli’s qualities and one of them is “being diplomatic when needed” -  I’m not even surprised that he brought up this point🙊]

Then Nobby invited the defender who has the highest percentage of duels won in Bundesliga this season to the Zweikampf, aka, watching footballers with Beatles-hairstyle and guessing if those hippies scored or not, and Nobby won with 3:2….

Nobby: At least a congratulation to me?

Mats just looked at him like this

and said ‘Nein’…… 

Then after a forced handshake offering his congratulations, the grumbling guest signed the shirt for Nobby and here is (for some reason) a closer look:

Nobby: We wish you the best luck for tomorrow and perhaps, score a brace again?

Mats: 😂Zunull - this is what I want [exactly the appropriate reaction from a defender]

First Dates (Thor)

Originally posted by mischiefmaybe

(he’s such a dork ^^) 

First Dates (Thor)

Pairing: Thor x Reader
Prompt: Hey, I was wondering whether you could do a fan fiction where all the guys in the Avengers have a crush on you so you go on a date with all of them and then choose one? I don’t know, just an idea (berrystained)
Warnings: None :)

YES FINALLY ITS FINALLY UP! Thank to all who voted, and THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR PUTTING UP WITH ME! I HAVE MISSED YA’LL SO MUCH, IT HAS BEEN TOO LONG! YOU GUYS ARE LITERALLY ANGELS I know this is really late, please forgive me! Work is constantly piling up, it’s sooo hard to find time to work on this :( I hope you enjoy :D!!!

    The sound of your door creaking open awoke you. Groaning slightly, you stirred and clutched the pillow you were hugging close to your chest. Just a few more minutes…

    “LADY Y/N.” Someone bellowed. Your eyes flew open and you shot up from your sleeping position. 

   "Huh—morning—what—" you sputtered. There, you saw Thor at the foot of your bed grinning. 


    “Thor, dear, there’s no need to yell. Especially at—” you opened your eyes again to glance at the alarm clock across the room. “—eleven thirty in the morning.“ 

    “Thor, does it have to be right now?” You complained. 


    “Alright Thor, just give me a few minutes.” Thor beamed. “Oh—and please don’t yell. Ever again." 



    “Are you ready Thor?” You asked as you strapped on your sandals. Thor came up to you, making sure his baseball cap was snug on his head. 

    “Of course,” replied Thor. You finished strapping on your shoes and brought your foot back down on the ground. Looking up, you gasped in surprise (and horror). He had a baseball cap on, cargo pants, a t-shirt that says ‘Let Me Know if my Biceps Get in the Way’, a backpack on his back, and sunglasses. Thor smiled proudly. You stood there, stunned.

    “Thor—wha—how did you get shirt?” Thor look down at his shirt.
    “Oh, Tony lent it to me. He told me what to wear, and even gave me his backpack,” said Thor. Oh no.

     "And—er—what’s in the bag?“ Thor shrugged his shoulders. 

    "I haven’t examined its contents yet,” said Thor. He took off his bag and handed it towards you. Tentatively taking the bag, you zipped it open and peered inside. Of course he would put these in. "Uh—Y/N? Are you feeling fine?“ Thor asked warily, noticing the horrified look on your face. You turned the bag upside down, and hundreds of condoms spilled onto the floor, along with onions and a bunch of trash.

    "Tony,” you growled under your breath. 

    “What is the matter?” Thor asked, clearly oblivious to the problem. You thrusted the bag back to him. 

    “Just—give this back to Tony. And for the love of God, please change your shirt,” you sighed, rubbing your temple. Thor frowned slightly, before taking the bag and turning around to walk to Tony’s lab.


    In just a few more minutes, Thor came back again looking a bit more normal than before. You smiled in satisfaction.

    “You look a lot better now, Thor.” Thor grinned.

    “Thank you, Lady Y/N.” You rolled your eyes, smiling to yourself.

    “It’s Y/N,” you corrected as Thor took your hand and the both of you started for the exit doors.

    “Y/N…” Thor echoed. The two of you stepped outside and you were instantly greeted with the warm summer sun and the slightly humid air. 

    “Wow, it’s hot,” you said, sighing. 

    “I disagree, the weather is quite lovely,” replied Thor, glancing around him. Dozens of business-like people filled the sidewalks. 

    “Well, we better get going,” you said. Thor nodded, and the both of you headed for the carnival. After a few minutes of walking together, Thor spoke again.

    “You look lovely today, La— Y/N,” Thor commented. You smiled shyly, looking down at the ground. 

    “Oh really?”

    “Of course! It is not noble to speak not the truth,” said Thor. You giggled. 

    “I love it when you talk like that." 

    "Talk like what?”

    “Like you’re in some Shakespearean play. It’s kind of hot.” Thor let out a big laugh.

    “I do not speak like so! I speak in the same manner as you," 

    "I think not,” you replied, laughing. Thor laughed along with you as the both of you continued to walk to the festival.


    Once the two of you finally arrived, Thor was amazed at everything that surrounded him. He has never seen so many rides, attractions, games, and food stands all in one area. Thor practically dragged you to every single ride that was established at the carnival. To the ferris wheel (Thor was slightly frightened by how the seat wasn’t stable, especially how you kept on rocking it just to scare him), the bumper cars (Thor kept on ramming into you since he was still angry how you were terrifying him by rocking the seat on the ferris wheel), and the rides that spin (for some odd reason, Thor didn’t get sick on any of those rides). The day went by so quickly that it became a blur. Soon it was night time. The moon shined brighter than ever, and lights that were strung around the carnival were lit up. However, throughout the trip at the carnival, Thor seemed to be avoiding one ride in particular, The Drop Tower. Drop Tower is just how it sounds like. You get on it, they strap you in, they bring you all the way to the top of the tower, then drop you. It seemed to be the best ride of the festival, but Thor kept on dragging you away from it. Finally, you have had enough. You and Thor were sitting at a table, and Thor was happily enjoying his large corn dog while you ate your ice cream from a cone. 

    “Thor?” You asked, interrupting him. He looked up, his blue eyes locking into yours. 


    "How about we go to Drop Tower?” Thor’s eyes widened. 

    “But—we just ate!” Thor protested. All of a sudden, his eating slowed and he was now taking slow bites into his corn dog. It was clearly obvious he was stalling. 

    “C'mon…!” You moaned, pulling on his arm. Thor turned his head around, eyeing the carnival games over his shoulder. 

    “Why not play a few matches of those games?” Thor suggested. 

    “Okay,” you said with a sigh. “But we will ride Drop Tower tonight.”

    “Ok—ok! You have my word.” Smiling, you quickly finished your ice cream and Thor finished his corn dog. The two of you wandered through the rows of games for a few minutes, before Thor wanted to try out the ring toss. You joined in with him, but lost pretty quickly. Clearly, Thor had some practice with throwing his hammer. By the end, Thor had his pick of every stuffed animal on the stand. 

    “My, there are so many!” Thor breathed, glancing around the stand. However, you weren’t paying your full attention. There was a big unicorn hanging above yours and Thor’s head, and it looked glorious. Thor easily noticed your yearning for the unicorn, and grinned. “I choose the pink horse,” Thor ordered, pointing his finger at the unicorn. As the worker brought down the unicorn, you gasped in surprise. 

    “For the most beautiful of them all,” Thor said, giving you a deep bow and handing you the unicorn. Giggling, you took the unicorn. 

    “Geez Thor, I’m speechless,” you laughed. 

    After a few more games, going on a haunted house ride (Thor was absolutely terrified), and a walk through the petting zoo, you cleared your throat dramatically. 

    “Okay, it’s time.” You declared. 

    “For what?" 

    "Drop Tower!” You exclaimed. You could see Thor’s shoulders slump. “Hey, you kept your word,” you reminded, jabbing a finger at him. 

    “Of course. We must hurry before I change my mind” Grinning, you wrapped your arm around Thor’s waist, and Thor instinctively put his arm around your shoulder as the two of you started to walk to Drop Tower. 

    “You can do it Thor, it’s going to be so fun. I promise.” Thor sighed. 

    “You are not helping." 

    "What—I’m doing my best!" 

    After waiting in line for a few minutes, it was time to get on the ride. As you and Thor were being strapped into the ride, you could see Thor breathing shallowly. He was clutching the bars a bit too tightly, and his knuckles were starting to turn white. Giggling, you reached over and put your hand on his knuckle. 

    "Breathe, darling.” Thor sucked in a big breath, and let it out. 

    “Odin’s beard, I am terrified.” You let out a big laugh, before the seats started to rise up. Thor squeaked and looked down. You also looked down, watching as the people starting to shrink before your eyes. As the seats continued to rise up, the lights from the carnival became even smaller, looking like colorful twinkling stars settling on the ground. You could feel the quick thrum of the pulse in your throat, a sign of the adrenaline kicking in. After what seemed like hours, the ride stopped at the very top. Everything was under your feet. Your heart was beating faster than ever, and you managed to steal a quick glance at Thor’s horrified facial expression, before your stomach dropped. 

     You screamed wildly as the seats plunged toward the ground, your hair flying all over the place. Thor, who was beside you, was also screaming wildly, only even louder. In a flash, the seats slowed and slowly started to sink back to the ground. Turning to Thor, you couldn’t help but laugh out loud. His hair was disheveled (probably even worse than yours), his eyes were wide, and his mouth was open in disbelief. Then, Thor chocked out a laugh. 

    “I did it! I have conquered the Drop Tower!” Thor yelled triumphantly, throwing his arms in the air in celebration. You giggled and clapped your hands.

Author’s Note: Wooooo! Finally finished! I hope you enjoyed this, I certainly had fun writing this :) It’s nice to take a break from all of this school stuff 😊 You guys can vote for who the next person the reader should go out with! Choose either Tony or Steve (Civil War, ami right?), and the voting poll closes on Friday night (September 4th) So go and vote! Follow for more stories like this

zankie in the final four

3:17 am

Zach is upstairs in the HOH room, lying his bed and reflecting on the entire experience up until this point. He thinks about how he managed to backdoor Devin, the devastation of losing Nicole, and how he got Caleb out of the house. A whole Summer’s worth of work behind him, leaving only two weeks left. Luckily Frankie has managed to stay right at his side all the way to the final 4, along with Jocasta Odom and funnyman Donny Thompson. A deep sigh is released, a sort of relief. Zach is just happy that Frankie conjured up the votes to stay last week. The feeling in Zach’s stomach almost having to say goodbye to Frankie was a horrendous sensation.

The house is silent, with only sounds of cameras zooming in and out of focus and of air flowing through the vents. A new sound emerges: footsteps coming up the stairs, far in between, a very faint sound. A bolt of energy strikes Zach’s slowly beating heart, the tempo of its beating quickening. He knows who it is waltzing up the stairs, headed for the HOH room. It’s Frankie, it has to be. Donny and Jocasta are sleeping downstairs, leaving only one pair of feet to do the walking.

The door creaking open, Frankie enters the dark room and lies down on the bed. He lays as close to Zach that he physically can, resting his head on Zach’s shoulder. He is greeted by Zach wrapping his arm around him.

“Hello Franklin”, Zach says affectionately. Calling Frankie by his full first name has become a sort of habit, out of endearment of course. Neither of them can see a thing, but Zach is wearing an enormous cheesy grin on his face.

“Hey boo”, Frankie responds, half jokingly. Both of them bear an obvious exhaustion in their voices. “I’m so fucking sore. Everything hurts.” This was the unfortunate aftermath from today’s endurance competition.

Using the arm he’s got wrapped around his compliment, Zach begins to rub up and down on Frankie’s hurting arms. This was a sort of sweet nurturing. Frankie lifted his head to kiss Zach on his scruffy cheek.

“I love your kisses”, Zach ensures him. Luckily the blackness of the room covered up the intense redness from Frankie’s face. Zach didn’t normally make Frankie blush, but in such a vulnerable state and being so close to each other, Frankie can’t hold back the sensation. “I’m sorry. I wish I could make it all feel better”, Zach possesses a deal of concern in his voice. “You did great, though. And you’re safe now, so you don’t have to worry. We just have to make sure they don’t win the POV.” Jocasta and Donny got the short end of the deal this week, being the defaults to go up on the block.

Frankie throws his arm over Zach and fastened himself to him. “I’m not worried”, he claims with a chuckle. “I’m just happy to get some rest.”

Zach lays his lips on the top of Frankie’s head, taking in a deep breath. He repositions himself on the bed, nudging Frankie slightly too much. “Ouch”, he cries.

“I’m sorry. Are you okay?”, Zach worries. Frankie tells him that his shoulder is sore and that he moved it the wrong way. Zach leans over and kisses Frankie’s shoulder. “I’m so sorry.”

Frankie only holds onto Zach with a firmer grip, blanketing him with their legs intertwined. Their faces are now just an inch or so apart. Frankie swallows. “Tell me. I want you to say what I’ve been waiting to hear for two months”, he demanded. Frankie had fought off heartbreak and anxieties all Summer, all stemming from his adoration for Zach. Zach wasn’t as verbal about his feelings as Frankie always was. It seems like Frankie has just reached the edge of his patience. Finally, Frankie has grown bored of the platonic cuddling and hugging, he wants to try something more genuine and heartfelt.

“What d-” Zach began before getting cut off.

“Do you like me?” Frankie has melancholy in his voice, and it clouds the room like smoke as it poured from his mouth. There’s a brief moment of silence, but given the situation, the pause seems everlasting. “Tell me.”

“I love you, Frankie.”

That was more than enough to satisfy Frankie’s longing. The two boys manage to squeeze even closer together.

“I’ve loved you since the very beginning. When I hugged you for the first, there was a warm and fuzzy feeling I haven’t felt in years.” So much time has been wasted up until this moment; their relationship being so casual when it could have been an irrevocable romance, to follow them outside of the house.

Zach continues, “I never took anything too seriously because I didn’t wanna move too fast. I didn’t want to lose you if we weren’t on the same page.” Frankie chuckles at the ridiculousness.

“Hasn’t it been obvious that I feel the same way? What do you mean we weren’t on the same page. I love you too, idiot.” They both laugh and allow a few moments of silence to clear the air. Any tension in the room is to be dismembered within seconds, because the two boys simply cannot stay upset about any particular subject. They are too good at making each other happy.

“I know, it’s very clear that we’ve been more than just friends this whole game, but I didn’t want to make you commit to anything.” Zach continues running his hand over Frankie’s sore limbs as he speaks, only hoping to soothe his companion.

“You know,” Frankie starts, sounding serious. “I came into this game with my head in the right place, steering way clear of any distractions. I had my mind set on playing the game and conducting strategies. But you have been the sweetest distraction for me. I’m glad that if anything were to snatch my attention away from the competition, it was you.”

A Summer’s worth of anticipation is completely shattered in this moment. Zach’s only desire since the very beginning is finally satisfied, as the two boys inch closer and closer until their lips lock in a warm embrace. This is a big step up for them, a step they’ve both been waiting so long to make. Frankie’s hand rests on the side of Zach’s head, holding on tightly to set their position more firmly. The kiss lasts seconds, and is ended by a laugh on both ends.

“I wish I could take all the pain away. I hate that you’re hurting and there’s nothing I can do to help it”, Zach lets out miserably. Frankie’s head is returned to Zach’s shoulder, Zach’s planted on top of Frankie’s.

“Resting is probably the only way to fix it right now, so we have an excuse to cuddle.” Frankie’s voice holds more exhaustion. The time was now 3:32 am and the two boys were completely worn out.

“Then just sleep, babe.” Zach begins twirling Frankie’s hair in this fingers, a clear sign that he too was getting tired. Many minutes pass without any words spoken, though the two have yet to fall asleep.

Just seconds before the clock hits 4, Zach decides to break the silence, unsure if Frankie is even still awake. “I love you”, he tells Frankie again, knowing that he can never say it enough times.

Frankie’s tired lips part, a tiny grin forming at the start of his words, “I love you too Zach”.

The two now sleep on and remain intertwined, like vines, and don’t awake until the next morning. Of course, by the more generous of forces in the universe, the two boys are granted with dreams of each other throughout their slumber. Dreams so sweet cause the boys to make smiles in their sleep. From time to time, the two boys move around, readjusting. This still acts as a slight discomfort for Frankie. But no matter how much the two boys toss and turn, Zach and Frankie always manage to stay wrapped around each other.

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My Hero

Pairing: Dean x reader

Song: My Hero - Foo Fighters 

Request: If youre not into it don’t worry, but what about demons running a comic con and making deals with unsuspecting nerds wanting collectibles, TFW go in cosplay as baddies to blend in (if possible, could reader be Harley Quinn? And therefore one of TFW be the joker ;D ) Varying levels of fluff or humour or smut, really up to you!

Words: 2936

Warnings: swearing, weaponry, blood - gore, near death experience.

A/N: There were votes as to which pairing this fic would be, and Dean won, so… There we go. Anyway, I don’t even know where this one went, it just sort of happened… I’ve got no idea, so could you possibly feed back on this one? Thanks, and enjoy! x


“Why is he called the Joker? I don’t find him very funny” Cas attempted to speak without opening his mouth, because you were painting his face. You’d finished the black lingering around his eyes, the white encompassing the majority of his face, and you were finally onto completing the red around the mouth.

“Shut up and let me do this, Cas.” Your complaint was countered with a “humph”.

“Did you know that the reason why the Joker is always smiling is called a ‘Chelsea Grin’? Or his mouth looks like that. It’s something that’s done to gang members, particularly in New York, when they betray their gang. It’s a punishment, as such. Not sure if it happens any more, though.” Sam shrugged, adjusting his Winter Soldier style bionic arm.

“And we need to know this because…?” Sam’s older brother rolled his eyes, appearing to be fed up with the day before it had even begun.

“As usual, Dean, I did my research and you didn’t. For this case we have to know about more than the vengeful spirit we’re searching for. We’ve got to know about who we’re dressing up as, so-”

“-Cosplaying” you interjected.

“Cosplaying, exactly, y/n. So, naturally, I researched all the characters we’re cosplaying, so I can back you up when a random fan approaches you and asks you what your first reaction was when you found out who Peter Quill’s father was in Guardians Disassembled” Sam explained impatiently. He was eager to get this case over and done with, evidently not liking the whole get up. You thought he looked good as Bucky Barnes, though.

Dean, meanwhile, was Starlord. The four of you had planned to go to ComicCon to track down a vengeful spirit as villains. However, Dean wasn’t having it. Bane? He couldn’t bring himself to be opposed to Batman. Red Skull? He would never be able to pull of that kind of figure. Too much muscle on him. Thanos? Like hell was he painting himself blue. Unsurprisingly, Dean had an excuse for every villain that you could think of (which was quite a few). Leading on from that, you suggested he go as Steve Rogers. It would create an interesting contrast between Sam and Dean themselves, as Sam was going as Bucky Barnes from the Winter Soldier part of Captain America’s history. Dean’s mind was set on Starlord, though, and he was too stubborn for you to complain for long.

You watched Dean try on his Peter Quill full head mask. Starlord is outwardly confident, cocky, funny, a woman magnet… At least it won’t be hard for him to act like the character, you thought to yourself.


A couple of Impala hours later (that car warps time. It felt more like a couple of days later), you arrived at the event. You had spent the car journey avoiding Dean’s eye. Dean had reluctantly allowed Sam to drive, and, for some unknown reason, he’d chosen Cas to sit beside him in the passenger seat. That had left you and Dean in the back together, with you in your extremely revealing costume. You wouldn’t have felt self conscious if Dean hadn’t been there… he had never even seen you in a push up bra, so this was something entirely different to what you were both used to. You were all too aware of the fact that Dean had only ever laid eyes on extremely attractive women twice. God, he could afford to do that. You were convinced that, even in the most figure flattering of outfits, you wouldn’t be in with those ladies. You had forgotten a spare jumper, so you were stuck hoping that if you didn’t look at Dean, he wouldn’t look at you.

“So, give us the low down on what we’re looking for here, Sam” you offered, to fill the silence as you queued to enter the venue, if nothing else.

“Well,” Sam began, “there’s this Star Trek actor called William Shatner. Last year, he ran someone over in his car, and she was killed. He was charged for manslaughter, but it never got out in the press. Shatner paid a very large amount of money for the court to A) keep it under wraps and B) not let him go to prison for it. So, there’s this spirit who’s been trying to kill people like they were killed ever since. Bobby told me about this, but I have no idea how he found out about it, because, get this” another eye roll from Dean “the spirit hasn’t killed anyone. Yet. People, for some reason, are always too fast for the spirit at the crucial part of her technique. Shatner’s got something of theirs on him all the time, though. No one knows what it is, so the spirit’s always near him.”

“Bit of a lame spirit” Dean scoffed.

“I can’t believe you’re taking the seriousness out of this, Dean” Cas shook his head and frowned. “You know, just because the spirit hasn’t killed someone yet, that doesn’t mean it doesn’t have the potential to kill someone. That’s exactly why we’re here today.”

Castiel continued to lecture Dean, while you and the older Winchester brother exchanged glances and held back laughter. Cas’s frown was entirely cancelled out by the large red smile painted on him.

“This isn’t funny.”

“Oh, really, it i-”

“Can you three stop being kids and start protecting society? We’re wasting time here. Cas, you can come with me. I know lots about the joker, so I can back you up. y/n, you go with Dean. You know about Starlord. Let’s split up, get things done quicker.” Sam tugged at Cas’s arm lightly, and they separated themselves from you and Dean. Sam looked back at you as he whispered something in Cas’s ear, but they were too far away for you to call them back and question what was going on. You simply sighed, and turned to Dean.

“Right, let’s go. It’s all the usual vengeful stuff we’re looking out for. Should be easy enough” you shrugged and set off, Dean following suit.


“Some kind of crossover? If so, it’s a really weird one” a kid who looked about 14 or 15, dressed as what you recognised to be a Glader from the Maze Runner, approached Dean.

Immediately, Dean whipped the EMF meter he’d been holding behind his back. “Uh - I, uh - sorry?” he stammered, and you grinned.

“Yeah, actually” you grinned, spotting Dean’s posture relax out of the corner of your eye once he knew you were saving him. “I read an AU fic where Starlord was working with Sam and Dean Winchester from Supernatural. It was really interesting, so I suggested he… Yeah.” you finished uncertainly.

“I loved the Supernatural books! You know, everyone started shipping Destiel after Cas but you know who I ship?” the boy enthused.

“Who?” you asked, entertaining him.

“Dean and y/n. I had this little headcanon that y/n tried to avoid thinking about him because she thought she wasn’t good enough for him, but really, Dean was madly in love with her. You know, Dean can keep a lot to himself. I always thought if he did like her, it wouldn’t be a casual thing. He’d be head over heels, driven mad in love with her. But, sorry, I’m rambling. You guys get on with your day” the Glader cosplayer scuttled off, as if thinking he’d said too much.

You looked round at Dean, who was staring after the boy incredulously.

“Oh, you think that theory was elaborate? As many people say… N00b” you winked at Dean, turning around and continuing with your search before he could react.

From then on, all you could think about was what the kid had said about you and Dean. Even when your favourite comic series was on sale at a stall, and you saw someone cosplay your favourite Marvel character, Scarlet Witch, and you saw a minor Teen Wolf actor walk past you.

What if things became awkward between the two of you after that? What if Dean somehow knew you had feelings for him from that little speech? What if-

“y/n, I found something” Dean started talking about what he had found and how it could help you with the case, but you weren’t listening.

“… you’ve got to remember that, okay, y/n? This spirit’s clever. If you keep this in mind you’ll probably be safe.” he informed you after finishing his little speech. You hadn’t listened to a word of it, though.

“Er, yeah” you responded absent mindedly, your focus still on what the Glader kid had said.


“Oh my God, that was, like, my favourite Supernatural book!” you heard an exclamation from beside you. You were sifting through a collection of graphic novels in one of the stalls and the woman next to you was apparently talking to… no one, you discovered after looking around.

“Which one is that?” you turned to her and asked.

“Oh, it’s, this one” the woman held up the book for you to see, and you squinted at it slightly.

“Yeah, yeah, that was a good one” you smiled warmly, but felt a little bit uneasy. You didn’t want to be caught out, however inconsequential it would be if you were.

“I loved this one, really, I did. I think they’re all compelling, but I found that this one really pulled at my heart strings” she continued, waving the book around sub consciously while she spoke.

“Oh, right. And why is that?” you asked, running along with her enthusiasm.

“Dean and y/n’s relationship with each other was rightfully explored a lot more than usual here. The way Dean sees y/n really changed my opinion of the prospect of them as a couple, you know, with Carver Edlund writing from Dean’s perspective. You could tell he absolutely adored her, and you just had no idea in the previous books, because he’s extremely good at hiding things. The things Dean felt on his journey of loving y/n was just - it was eye opening to explore. I think Edlund should have made them get together in the last book. I don’t think he would ever stop loving her since he started, if existed. We can’t always get what we want, though, can we?” she finished, appearing to be disappointed.

“Yeah. Yeah, we can’t” you replied, obviously distant at this point. You were lost in thought. Would Chuck just write those things in, or was Dean really as crazy about you as people were making him out to be?

He couldn’t be. He just couldn’t. There was no- there was no way. Dean was… Dean was amazing, and you were nothing in contrast.


Now, you were situated in a seemingly abandoned room of ComicCon, with Dean somewhere nearby. It was just you and one other person that you could see. You were glad for the silence, having endured noisy crowds all day. Dean could have been in the room behind you, but you didn’t care to discover if he was or not, feeling unready to face him after your previous conversations with other ComicCon goers.

“Wow, this is cool!” you turned the person looking through the poster rack not too far from you. You’d listened to several lone rangers ramble on (‘ramble on… hahaha’) today, so it couldn’t hurt to indulge another.

Peering around, you saw that it was a girl, maybe 17 or 18 at a stretch, gazing at a Route 666 by Carver Edlund poster. God, I didn’t expect there to be this many Supernatural fans at all, let alone all attending the same gathering.

You grinned at the girl to show you were interested and she wasn’t alone, at least for now.

“This one broke my heart. You wanna know why?”

You nodded as eagerly as you could.

“This was the time Dean slept with someone, and Sam thought he was in love with her, and the next day Dean saw y/n, obviously. y/n knew where he’d been and what he’d been doing, and Edlund just describes heartbreak so well. I could picture the look on her face and the feeling in her heart more clearly than anything the author ever described, and he was good, ya know?” she rushed out.

You felt a pang in your chest just thinking about it, despite how long ago it had seemed, and the fact that Dean had slept with a few people since then. “Yeah, it hurt. It really hurt.”

“What frustrates me to no end is the fact that y/n thought she had no chance with Dean, that she wasn’t good enough, but Dean had loved her all along…”

You frowned at her, seriously confused.

“Oh, he never said it, but think about it.”

You did just that, you eyes going out of focus as they faced the wall. About 20 seconds after you last heard the girl speak, you felt a sharp pain in your stomach that you’d felt before and you knew could only be one thing.

The bitch had stabbed you.

Right then, what Dean had said was no longer fuzzy in your mind.

“The spirit watches you, tells you something that will change your life, and tries to kill you before you have the chance to take action on it, because that’s what she felt when an actor she loved killed her.”


“y/n?” you heard Dean ask desperately a few minutes later.

You awoke on the floor, where you assumed you’d collapsed from shock or blood loss or whatever. Dean lifted you into his lap, kneeling down where you lay. Looking up at him, you delivered a weak smile.

“y/n, it’s- it’s gonna b-be okay” Dean stuttered, his grip on you tightening. “I called Sam and he’s after the spirit now, we’re gonna get you s-somewhere and-”

You didn’t know whether you were going to die or not, but it sure as hell seemed like you’d lost a lot of blood. Evidently, Dean was too frightened to think rationally and put pressure on your wound with anything. In that moment, you felt at peace. Strangely calm. Whatever would come, would come. You were with Dean and you were safe.

You gave Dean a fuller smile. “Funny you’re wearing that costume right now, Dean.”

“Why?” Dean’s face twisted in an effort not to break down in tears. His eyes were wide and bloodshot. It was as if he was trying to take as much of you in as possible before he was unable to.

A breath escaped from your mouth. If you’d had just a little more energy, it would have been a small laugh. “Because you’re my hero, Dean.”

“Oh, my God, y/n” Dean could no longer prevent the tears from falling onto your cheeks, as if it was you that was crying. Dean’s chest heaved, and his mouth was wide open, gasping for breath.

“It’s okay, Dean” with the last bit of power your body had, you reached out for his hand and grasped onto it with a jolt. “It’s okay.”

It was getting harder and harder to speak. You felt so much pain you surpassed suffering and moved on to feeling nothing. You wished it had been the same with the 'Route 666’ case period, you joked to yourself bitterly.

Dean didn’t respond to that. “I love you, y/n. I love you so much. I’ve been in love with you since- since-”

“It feels like forever” you commented.

“Forever. All those people were right, y/n, I know I say no chick flick moments but- I adore you, really, I do, I-”

“I love you, Dean. My hero.” Knowing unconsciousness was near as your vision was fading, you managed to utter the 6 words you’d wanted to say for what felt like forever.

Your eyelids drooped shut, and Dean yelled.


One year later

“I’m actually kind of glad I almost died” you mused as you, Sam, Cas, and Dean shuffled along in the queue for ComicCon.

“Exactly. Then I wouldn’t know you’re madly in love with me” Dean smirked.

“Don’t get cocky” your words to your boyfriend of one year were accompanied by a light punch on his arm.

“Can we split up again this year? I know there’s no case this time, but you guys kind of make me sick” Sam groaned, and Cas made an “mmhmm” sound in agreement.

“Oh, gladly” Dean concurred, his arm snaking round your waist. “Then we can show off as a cosplaying couple better.”

“I can’t believe you even cosplayed for this when it was optional” you shook your head in disbelief.

“Anything for you, baby” you blushed as Dean kissed you on the cheek.

Sam cringed. “That’s it, we’re going. Come on Cas” Sam steered Cas away from you and Dean, having gotten into the venue now.

“I’ll buy you one of those burgers for lunch” you promised, pointing to the appetising looking fast food which was the first thing you laid eyes upon at the event.

“My hero” Dean grinned like an idiot, taking your hand and leading you into the crowd.

Game of Snobbery 05x07: A Book Reader’s Recap

For Game of Thrones Season 5 Episode 7: “The Gift

Things were off to a rip-roaring start at The Wall, where our hero was clearly distressed by Jon Snow’s choice to go help the Wildlings and couldn’t even give a Head Nods of Approval™. I have a theory that Olly is secretly Rhaegar Targaryen’s son. It’d explain his grim and melancholy demeanor this week. Plus all the focus on him.

Sorry, apparently there’s side-characters at the Wall or something too. Like Aemon, who died with uncontextualized book dialogue on his lips. Thank you for showing us what could have been, you precious cinnamon roll. But like always, we were quickly reminded that this is Weisseroff, the land where the only way to advance the plot is through attempted or successful rape. And yes, Gilly was almost raped to remind us that…The Wall is a dangerous place for a woman? That Sam is unpopular? That Ghost wasn’t some fever-dream of ours? All very necessary, and quite the aphrodisiac to boot.

In Winterhell, things were a lot less sexy. But it’s okay, I figured it out: D&D throw darts onto a board covered in different types of characterizations. For Sansa this week, they landed on “passive victim,” “boldface snarker,” and “weaponsmith.” She employed the first with Theon, but it wasn’t super effective. Instead it got that old lady who Theon had no way of knowing about flayed and killed. Well darn, that was a promising plot point. “Weaponsmith” had potential, but Sansa only managed to grab what looks like a keg tap. She might be able to fashion something to give us an empowering Gone Girl ending that would be so in keeping with her plot up until now. We’ll have to wait and see.

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Shimazaki Haruka
      The idol who isn’t sweet. Finally in the Kami range.

[Thank you :D - Team A’s Shimazaki Haruka]

Surpassing our 1st-3rd gen senpai is difficult. But, I feel like I was able to tear down some “walls” this year.

It’s your first time in the “Kami 7”, congratulations.
Thank you very much! I ranked even higher than I imagined so I was shocked.

How were you feeling in the days leading up to the general election?
Last year, I was worried if I’d be able to make it into senbatsu, but this year, I didn’t care about my ranking as much and was feeling more comfortable. Although I was thinking “I hope I can rank higher than last year”, I didn’t feel too pressured and I was able to stay relaxed.

And your result was the impressive 7th place. You held back the 1st gen members Kojima Haruna-san and Takahashi Minami-san; how are you reacting to this ranking?
Well, it’s something that I still can’t believe. For 9th place and for 8th place, when I heard “Team A”, I thought “It’s me!”, but my name wasn’t called and I kept thinking “Why!?” in shock. Our senpai in 1st-3rd gen are as expected, very strong, but despite us kouhai being told that we haven’t grown enough, I was able to come this far as a 9th gen; I feel like I was able to tear down a “wall” and it makes me very happy. I feel like I can pat myself on the back a little now (laughs).

Looking at the Kami 7 members, I realized that “the generation exchange” was becoming a reality.
I wonder how it is. When I calmly thought about it, I’m often given a center position in Team A so I did feel like if I didn’t rank highly, I didn’t have a right to that position. But still, I’m no match for my senpai when it comes to visibility or popularity. So that’s why, even now, I don’t at all feel like “I beat my senpai!”. More than that, I feel shocked that I was beat by my kouhai…

Which kouhai is that?
6th place’s Sayanee is my kouhai. I think there was about a 300 vote difference between the 2 of us? I was honestly shocked. Being beat by my senpai or by same-gen members is fine, but I of course wanted to win against my kouhai. Because of my pride (laughs). If I’m in the general election again next year, I want to win against all my kouhai.

But Shimazaki-san’s increase in votes was amazing. You had more than 10,000 votes more than last year. What do you think, looking back at this past year?
I had more work for women’s magazines, and I was able to collaborate with the card game “Aikatsu!” which is really popular among girls in elementary and junior high school, so I have more women and children coming to my handshake events. I wonder if I had more of their votes. It makes me happy to have people of all age groups supporting me.

Except, at those handshake events, you were still considered “salty” again this past year (laughs).
I wanted to try harder, but it was impossible (laughs). After last year’s general election, I thought to myself “The handshake events are an important part of the AKB48 group so since I’m one of the members, I need to work hard” “I’ll become more likable”!
But, I got too tired after all (laughs). And I feel like, if you’re going to try hard at the handshake events, you have to surpass Kashiwagi-san or Milky or Suda-chan. But those girls are amazingly strong-willed and I could never compete with them. So in that case, instead of forcing myself to try hard, I’d rather everyone come to like my plain, true self.

So instead of being buried, you think it’s better to stand out, even if it’s not for something positive.
No, for an idol, I think it’s better to be an individual who can please everyone with positive attributes. But since there are this many members, it’d be boring if everyone was the same and I think it’s not okay to just be normal. I may never be someone who’s liked by everyone, but I want people who are like me to empathize with me. I think that even at a company, there are people who can’t always bring tea to their superiors with a smile. I think it’d be great if people like that could empathize with me and come to like me.

But honestly, aren’t there lots of times when it’s easier just to keep smiling? Was this last year where you decided to always be your true self ever sad?
There were a lot of times that I was beat up over it, but now, I don’t care as much whether or not I’m liked. Because, there will always be someone who understands me. With this year’s general election, I’m really so proud of my fans. I’m grateful that they’d even support someone as moody as me and I want to be able to give back even more to them. The truth is, if my rank dropped from last year at this year’s general election, I was going to start seriously thinking about my graduation.

You were!?
But now, I want to continue on in this group, and experience more dramas and jobs; as a senpai, I feel like I want to be able to convey something to my kouhai. Because I was brought up in AKB48, even if I were to graduate, I’d still want lots of kouhai to come after me. Especially the members after 9th gen, they have a difficult time making it into senbatsu and are always relying on their senpai; I want to continue to support them. And I think it’d be great if someday, 1st-16th place could all be AKB48 members. ….But, even if I say something like this, I could end up staying in AKB48 for a couple more decades (laughs).

Shimazaki-san, what is it that you want to convey to your juniors?
To not make flirtation their selling point, I guess (laughs). Charm is important and something that I long for. But, there are some members who just aren’t good at being charming. So when I see them being misunderstood because of it, it makes me want to cheer for them. And if it’s a member that I see working hard with my own eyes, I want to make sure everyone knows that “it’s just a misunderstanding”. Members who lack charm work harder in order to increase their appeal so it makes me want to back them up.

I see. I think that because it’s Shimazaki-san, you particularly have the means of backing them up. Incidentally, this past year, I’m sure you’ve had a lot of opportunities to work with Watanabe Mayu-san as “MayuParu”, but have you spoken any words of congratulations to Watanabe-san for winning first place?
I messaged her that night, once the election was over. What I told her is a secret though (laughs). I was really happy and I wanted to let her know “With this, we can be relieved about the future of AKB48”. I’m the same age as Mayu-san, but I guess since she’s my senpai, there’s still a huge part of me that relies on her. Being next to Mayu-san this past year, whose comments and smile are always so perfect, I was able to act very freely. I just said whatever I wanted and then Mayu-san would wrap it all up for me.

It sounds like a comedian duo’s relationship.
It’s really like that! I already went ahead and thought of us as a duo. With irresponsible me around, Mayu-san stands out even more, and maybe my individuality becomes more prominent. Right now, I’m experiencing the happiness that comes with being by Mayu-san’s side.

Well then, please tell us your goals for this next year.
In this past year, I was able to make it into senbatsu, but I was always wondering what the fans thought of me. There were times when I felt uncomfortable and gloomy because I’d be standing in front even though my rank was lower……But, since I received the wonderful position of 7th place this year, I’m feeling very grateful. Many of my fans say that they want to see me act more, so I’ll work hard this next year so that I can appear in more dramas and movies! Thank you so much for liking someone like me.

Shimazaki Haruka
Nickname: Paruru
Birthday: March 30, 1994
Birthplace: Saitama Prefecture
Belongs to: AKB48 Team A
                     AKB48 9th gen
Her activities for this past year: She appeared in 11 commercials. Her photobook “Paruru, Komaru.” was 1st in the Oricon Yearly Ranking for Solo Photobooks.

2015 June CS Fic Recs

Hello Shipmates! I know I’m a little late with this fic rec but it doesn’t make these any less wonderful. I hope you are all fairing well during this awful hiatus. SDCC 15 is almost here. We’ve seen the first poster and pics of Dark Swan. I’m waiting for the amazing fics to start rolling in once we get a glimpse of what is to come.

I do this every month to give a special shout out to all of our CS Fic writers. They are amazing and talented people who share their imagination with us daily. They do this because they love it. Please don’t forget that when you read some amazing one shot, prompt, MC, or just a chapter. Tip your writer well with a comment, review, or even better tell them your favorite part of their story. It doesn’t cost anything to spread a little kindness and fluff some auras. 

I hope you enjoy this month’s recs! Just in case you need more the previous month’s recs are listed below. 

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