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noodyl-blasstal · 5 months

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King of the (bouncy) Castle

It's @taznovembercelebration day 17 and today I drew the prompt "soft"

Read below or on Ao3 if you prefer. Missed yesterday's? Find it here.

“Ko!” Lup yells from the hall.

“What?” He screams from his bedroom, because he’s still deciding on what to wear and if it’s that urgent she can come in.

“Do you know anyone else?”

“In general? Or?”

“Don’t be a dick. Do you know anyone who can come today?”

“Why?”

“Magnus had to drop out.”

“We can win without him.”

“A team is four people.”

“Ask Dav.”

“He’s racing today”

“Lucretia?”

“She just laughed until I hung up. It was a solid 3 minutes.”

“Merle?”

“I’m going to need you to work from the assumption that I have remembered our joint friends with whom we spend all our time”

“But seriously, Merle.”

“Taako, I have tried everyone we jointly know. He said he was going to be busy in the greenhouse, and then he said some other things. Would you like me to tell you what those other things are? Because I can. I can tell you exactly what he had planned for the onions because he told me because I had him on speaker phone and I got trapped in my shirt and he said a lot of words before I could hang up. They’re burned into my brain forever and cha’girl is happy to share that burden.”

“No! Lulu, don’t! I’ll cast silence.”

“I’ll counterspell it. Now start thinking of people.”

“Angus?”

“I also know Angus, and he’s a literal child.”

“He’s, what, 6 now?”

“He’s eleven, Taako, you baked him a cake in the shape of the number for his birthday two weeks ago.” There’s no need for Lup to slander him like this.

“Eleven! That’s basically an adult for humans, right?”

“No.”

“Are you sure?”

“Are you going to stop doing special magic boy lessons with him because he’s all grown up now?” Lup goes for the jugular. He doesn’t have to stand for this cruelty, for the implication that he actually likes spending time with the baby.

“What aboutttt… erm…” Taako changes the topic seamlessly and casts his mind furiously about for a name, any name, of a person Lup wouldn’t have already called. There’s one that popped up as soon as Lup asked and he’s trying his best to see round it but it keeps sidling into his eye line. He can’t though. It’d be a disaster. “Errrrr… Brian.”

“No. Absolutely anyone else.”

“What’s wrong with Brian?”

“He’s in a cult!”

“But apart from the cult stuff he’s lovely.”

“Taako! Do you want to win or not?”

Fine. Fine! Taako does very much want to win, especially after Lydia tripped him last year.

“Kravitz.” He says it fast, like he’s ripping off a plaster. Maybe Lup won’t put two and two together.

“The guy from work?”

“No?”

“Oh, you know another Kravitz, do you?”

“Yes?”

“Is any of that supposed to have convinced me?”

“Is it working?”

“No.”

“Fuck.”

“So… different Kravitz? How do you know Kravitz-Who’s-Not-From-Work? Why do you have a way of getting in touch with him?” Lup’s going to cling to this an unnecessary amount.

“Ooooh are we talking about Kravitz?” Barry, fucking Barry, asks. Wandering his ass right into their private conversation.

“This is a private conversation, Barold.” Yells Taako through the door of his room into the hall of their too-small shared apartment.

“Would you like me to put my noise cancelling headphones on?” Barry asks, earnestly, like he’d actually fucking do it if Taako said yes.

“Absolutely not, Barry, You live in this house and you have every right to be in this hallway.” Lup snaps. She’s still mad about last time Taako forgot to tell Barry he could take the headphones off. In his defence, he made him a cake about it. A jake, in fact, with edible press studs. Barry loved it! Plus, he was listening to one of his lectures, he was fine, happy as a clam!

“Fine.” Taako threw up his hands, no one could see him, but it felt important to do it anyway, you know, for the drama. He couldn’t argue with this, he didn’t have a choice, he may as well give in and call Kravitz, they’ve both worked together to twist his arm. “You’re making me do this though. It’s not because I want to. I’ve been compelled.”

“What?” Says Barry, perplexed. “I thought we were just talking about your crush.”

“His what?” Says Lup.

Taako springs forward and manages to flick the lock across the second before Lup tries the handle.

“You’re in love with death?” She tries the handle a few more times, as if it’ll jiggle the lock free.

“A man isn’t his job, Lup.” Taako shouts back. Denying everything.

“That wasn’t a no!”

“I have to ring him, because you’re making me. Or do you not want to win Bounce Off 2: Bounce in the City?”

There’s grumbling from the other side of the door followed by a muttered “c’mon Barold,” fakeout. Taako’s wise to it though, so he isn’t shocked by her ‘one last try’ of the door handle, or the second attempt that follows after she does fake footsteps away from the door.

“Fine! He’d better be down though and good.”

“He’s tall.” Says Barry, conversationally. He’d better not plan on telling Lup anything else.

“Good. We can use height.Is he strong?” Lup asks.

Kravitz is strong, Taako knows that for normal reasons, reasons like he can carry a lot of pastries when he orders them; and that time he helped Taako move the big table when someone spilled and he had to clean under it. Not reasons like all the time he spends staring at Kravitz’s forearms, and his thighs, and his everything else. Because he doesn’t do that. Taako would never.

“Fine. Don’t answer me.” Lup actually leaves this time, Taako pretends he can’t hear Barry telling her about Kravitz and his newfound love of coffee and baked goods.

Taako [10:23] Yo stud got a minute to chat?

It was only polite to text first, he doesn’t want to jumpscare Kravitz with a phone call, he isn’t a sadist. The three dots flashed up immediately. Thank fuck he’s awake at the crack of dawn.

Bones [10:24] Dear Taako, Of course, I’ve always got time for you. All best, Kravitz.

Taako has been trying hard not to find his ridiculous dork texts endearing. He’s failing. Badly. He ignores the squooshy feeling it gives him and hits the call button instead.

“Hello Taako, it’s lovely to hear from you!” Says Kravitz like he actually means it.

“Hey Krav, quiiiiiick q for ya. What’re you doing this morning?”

“I’m just practising.” Of course he is. Why wouldn’t Kravitz be sat straddling his giant instrument right now? Taako’s mature though, he won’t make a joke about it.

“Can’t keep your hands off your instrument, shameful!” Fuck.

“Well, someone has to keep it in tune.”

Gods, he wasn’t supposed to play along. Why did he keep flirting back? Was this whole thing actually plausible?

“Wanna spend some time with Taako instead?”

“I’d be very interested in that.” Kravitz says, buttery and glorious.

“How do you feel about inflatables?”

There’s a long pause.

“It’s not a sex thing.” Taako says, to make it less weird.

“I’m not sure that makes what you said less weird, Taako.”

“You know, like bouncy castles.”

“Okay.” Kravitz doesn’t sound particularly convinced.

“And my sister will be there.”

There’s another pause. “...And Barry?”

“Obviously.”

“Uh huh.”

Fuck, Taako’s losing him, and it’s suddenly incredibly important that Kravitz not only agree to this, but is also enthusiastic about it. “It’s a competition.” Says Taako.

“Oh?” Of course that piqued his interest, Kravitz loves competition. He tries to help harder than any other customer, tip better than anyone else, and he races people in the street.

“We lost last year, but we’ve been in training.”

“You’ve been in bouncy castle training?”

“Obstacle course training… and also trampolines.”

“Is that what the weird squeaking is when we’re on the phone sometimes?”

“What?”

“You know, the calls where you’re all breathy and there’s the squeaking noise.”

Taako didn’t realise Kravitz had picked up on that. “You didn’t think…?”

“Well now I know it’s not a sex thing.”

“You thought it was a sex thing and you stayed on the phone?”

“I don’t judge.”

“You didn’t wanna ask Taako what he was up to?”

“I know you’re a private person.”

“Not if you think Taako’s doing sex things on the phone without your consent. In fact, that’s the least private a person can be.”

“You make a compelling point.”

Taako doesn’t even begin to know what to do with that. “So… bouncing?”

“Where is it?”

“We can pick you up.”

“All three of you?”

“Barry said he’s sorry and he’ll stop asking about the ‘secret sauce.’”

“I just really don’t think it’s a respectful way to talk about embalming fluid.”

Taako thinks it’s a great way to refer to embalming fluid, but he also wants Kravitz to be happy. “He double pinky promised.”

“Oh, well if he double pinky promised.”

“Great! Pick you up in 20, wear something snazzy.”

Taako hangs up the phone before Kravitz can object or ask anything else. He has limited time and an outfit to re-plan.

#taznc #taz november celebration #Taakitz #Background Blupjeans #Taako #Kravitz #Lup #Barry Bluejeans #TAZ Balance #TAZ Spoilers #TAZ fic #Noodyl Writes #Mild references to sex #Are these getting more unhinged? No. We've been like this from the start

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orykorioart · 10 months

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From Feb 2023

Legato Conservatory + When someone leaves your life.

[ID: A set of 2 parallel 3-panel-comic illustrations.

For the first image:

1st panel: Lup is front and center, excitedly holding hands with an off-screen Barry. She is smiling back at him as she runs, hair fluttering in the wind. Behind her are sunflowers blooming on a slightly pink background.

2nd panel: Lup and Barry’s intertwined hands, the background is a hazy pink and blue.

3rd panel: Barry is smiling up at Lup, following her hand in hand. Behind him are daisies flowing in the wind, on a slightly blue background.

For the second image:

1st panel: Lup in her red robe, hunched over, with a slash on her back. The background is a dark red and gray.

2nd panel: A hand holding the note saying, “Back soon”. The background is a dark gray.

3rd panel: Barry in his lich form, shedding a tear, with something resembling worry on his skeletal face. The background is a dark blue and gray.

End ID]

(Wanna try to finish the first part at least, bc I do really like the sketch)

#taz #the adventure zone #lup #barry bluejeans #blupjeans #lup taz #tazb #taz balance #realizing that i forgot to add forget-me-nots in the background of the mid panel for the second comic #thats fine tho it works well enough. maybe adding more would be distracting and ruin the composition #i think i hc lup as having freckles but im so inconsistent w it :-((#anw waugh so busy n tired this week i completely forgot that i have posts queued up already described that i can post

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thepringlesofblood · 9 months

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comfort-relistening to the stolen century for the 10000th time and realized that a significant portion of my favorite media includes two immortals from opposing backgrounds growing closer through conversations about the universe and their role in it, and often about the little joys of life and ups and downs of humanity.

merle and john in the adventure zone

aziraphale and crowley in good omens, which [GO2 SPOILERS] this season added another relationship that fits this definition (though i am not a fan of it), [END SPOILERS]

pearl and rose from steven universe, fuck's sake ALL of the crystal gems and rose

hob & morpheus(? dream? i read it a really long time ago and forgot which one he prefers. you ken well know what i mean)

i really don't want to think about what that means for my psyche

others that don't really count but kind of do have the same basic vibes of opposing/different backgrounds and immortality and what relationships look like over eternity.

wwdits

hadestown

cbs ghosts

look........i no longer enjoy supernatural but i did at one point and there's a bit of it there if you squint

bbc merlin (look they don't know they're immortal but the opposing sides/philosophy discussions bit holds up)

jed and octavius from night at the museum (shut up i'm right they're a little bit mortal sure but like not in the same way that humans are)

its about the conversations, whether its parlay w merle and john or getting drunk in the bookshop w a/c or the private moments when pearl and rose are alone or drinks every century w hob and morpheus, or nigel and isaac having a set date to "discuss property boundaries" or whatever tf they call it every year, and even kind of hades and persephone going away and coming back to each other, over and over again. it's about becoming fond of someone you were never supposed to be fond of but through just being around each other for so long and through so many ordinary conversations becoming close, in a way you never thought you could be close with someone.

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barry-j-blupjeans · 2 years

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Ugh all the emoji prompts are so good, but I'm gonna go with 1 and blupjeans? (I can't send the emoji because my phone is so old that I can't see what it is lol)

1. 🥺you sleep with the stuffed animal I won you??

Barry opened his eyes to greet an unfamiliar ceiling. It was dark blue, with spots where he assumed star stickers once were, but now just showed a slightly brighter blue in the shape of stars. He blinked, once, twice, and brought a hand to rub the sleep out of his eyes.

There was something blocking his way.

There was someone blocking his way.

Barry jerked up, sitting halfway up in bed. This room definitely wasn't his. It was a lot smaller, and a lot cozier. There was a full-length mirror next to the door and a desk shoved into the back corner by the window. The blinds had been left open and there were a few diligently managed succulents on the windowsill. The sheets were black, with a flame decal. Tacky, but fitting considering who the bed belonged to.

The arm that had been in his way flopped on his chest and onto his lap. Attached to that arm was none other than Lup. She was still wearing the clothes she had spent all day in yesterday. Her hair had fallen out of her neatly tied braid sometime during the night and the ends were coming to lose. She was blinking herself awake and Barry looked away out of kindness and respect, not out of embarrassment.

Okay, a little out of embarrassment.

"Oh shit," Lup said. "You- okay, hang on."

She sat up, throwing the blankets off herself. Luckily, they'd taken their shoes off. Beneath the blankets was a now very squished ghost plushie that he had won for Lup yesterday.

Yesterday. Right. Yesterday. They had gone to the midsummer fair purely for business reasons. Except that when they showed up- Taako in tow because there was no way Taako was letting them go to the biggest fair in the state without him- the booth had been occupied by their boss and her wife. They had very promptly pushed their son (and Barry and Lup's coworker) onto them and Barry and Lup had very promptly pushed their son onto Taako, because if they didn't have to work, they also weren't planning to hang out with their coworker.

It had been great. Even Barry's anxiety about being in such a large crowd couldn't hold him down for very long. They spent way too much money, ate way too much fried food, and Lup had convinced him to go on way too many rides. At the end of the day, Barry found them a spot a little more separated from the crowd to watch fireworks. Lup had leaned her head against his shoulder and-

Ooohh, Barry was super embarrassed still. Getting interrupted before an almost-kiss wasn't great, but getting interrupted by Taako before an almost-kiss with his sister was worse. Taako had, very generously, and with much un-Taako-like behavior, decided that Kravitz, Mr. Coworker-Boss's son himself, was coming home with him.

Of course, Kravitz got the couch. And, pretty deep into an adrenaline crash and exhaustion, he had bunked with Lup.

"We slept with this little guy?" Lup asked and Barry responded,

"Uhm, sure looks like it."

"Man, I must have been fuckin' beat," Lup said. She sniffed her shirt. "I smell awful."

Barry, choosing the smart decision, decided not to sniff.

"Makes sense," he said. "With the- the sun and all the sweating and- I'm sure you smell great most of the time. It's just-"

"I got it," Lup broke in. "Where're your glasses, Bar?"

Right. Glasses.

"No clue," Barry said. Did he take them off before he collapsed? Maybe, but probably not.

"We'll find 'em," Lup said.

"I really gotta pee," Barry said.

"I'll find 'em," Lup said. "You know where the bathroom is, yeah?"

"Yeah," Barry said, getting out of the bed. He rounded it, making his way to the door. Lup was tearing through the sheets now. Outside her room, the apartment was still dark. Barry turned on the light, squinting his way through the hallway. He passed the living room and found the bathroom.

It took him until his return trip to realize that Kravitz definitely hadn't slept on the couch.

#blupjeans #barry bluejeans #lup #taakitz #in the background ! sldfsd #asks #mine #tentatively positive 3 #ise cube writing

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taakosleftshoe · 10 months

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Cartoonish Sounds of glass shattering in shock

Sounds of tires screeching and cars crashing *explosion gif*

#look i love them i do you will not catch me turning down a blupjeans fic #but i am unwell #ten percent... of all fics in the taz fandom... are f/f...#guys we are supposed to be a gay fandom....#sierra speaks #im being silly . im silly #dont ask me about how many of those tahged f/f are just subtags on a fic where theyre background characters #because i will start fucking crying #taakitz jumpscare <- tagging for friend

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anistarrose · 9 days

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taz balance one-shot recs!

I've been meaning to make this post for a while now, so here we are! The majority of these are from the past three years or so, because I love a fandom classic as much as anyone, but I particularly want to shine a light on some gems from after the peak of traffic in the fandom tags! There are of course also exceptions that are older, though.

Also, April 19th-21st are Just Leave a Comment Fest, so please show these authors some love!! They're all so deserving!

a recipe for home by @journalofimprobablethings: Taako tries to cook for the first time since Glamour Springs. When things go awry, Lucretia is there to lend a hand.

Gen (Taako & Lucretia), 3.5k. Early B.O.B. era hurt/comfort centered around cooking, with a delicious dollop of sentimentality and dramatic irony on top.

Seven Times Magnus Burnsides Gave Someone A Hug + One Time He Received One by @barry-j-blupjeans: Magnus wasn't really any good at— at words. He was more of an action man. Or, y'know, a "I'll take this hit so you don't have to" man. Talking to someone about their feelings was all kinds of weird, so usually he just left the space for someone else to talk. And, well... Magnus wasn't good at words. But there's a few different ways to get his support across.

Mostly gen with some Magnulia, 8.6k. You've all heard of the classic 5 Plus 1, but obviously Magnus deserves a 7 Plus 1! I don't know how to describe it without spoilers other than being full of incredibly sweet, gentle takes on so many fraught or bittersweet moments. Super underrated, do give it a read.

Embrace the Dark by @ceilingfan5: Bookstore coworkers Kravitz and Taako get more than they bargained for when Taako tries to use his powers to fix Kravitz's migraine. But it's okay--it's an excuse for them to spend time together until one of them can nut up and ask the other out.

Taakitz, 8.9k. Modern with Superpowers AU! Super sweet interactions between Kravitz and Taako, paired with lots of fun background worldbuilding. And, of course, a very special grilled cheese sandwich.

Break This Heavy Chain by Punka_Writes: In the immediate aftermath of Story and Song, Barry Bluejeans could really use a hug.

Blupjeans and misc. platonic interactions, 2.3k. The absolute epitome of comfort food in written form, with excellent Barry characterization (and of course, he does get that hug)!

birds of a feather steal sweaters together by @holdmecloser-gandydancer: When you're a big, burly guy it seems that your clothes just become free reign for all your friends. Normally Magnus is a reasonable guy, but everyone has their limits.

Gen (IPRE crew), 1.9k. Starblaster era fluff! Everyone is written absolutely delightfully, and every time I read it I snort out loud at least twice.

Security by @ceilingfan5: Barry has finally made it--his incredible scientific discovery has landed him a huge fortune...and a lot of problems. The only good thing that's come of it, honestly, has been his bodyguard, Lup. (And the science. That's good also.) He's just gotta stay normal about how nice it is to have someone like Lup around, and also not perish by way of press circuit, and everything will be fine.

Blupjeans, 6k. Modern with magic AU from Barry's POV, featuring equal parts anxiety and pining. Also, it's straight-up extremely funny.

Lonesome Dreams by @jerreeeeeee: Taako wakes up one morning from a nightmare, fast fading. There was a guy in glasses, and they were… somewhere high up? Something terrible happened, but he doesn’t remember. He wakes up in a wagon he’s never seen before, but it has his name on it. There’s tons of food inside, more than he’d be able to afford. And he’s alone. Thinking back to the last thing he remembers is difficult. College? No, he’d graduated. Top of his class, obviously, he remembers that. But what- what happened after? Where is Lup?

Gen (Taako & Lup), 10.2k. Everything starts out the same, except Taako remembers Lup, even if not how she went missing, and it's incredibly underrated and full of phenomenal characterization. I won't spoil how things shake out, but it's a great emotional ride and I genuinely reread it all the time.

it's my party and I'll mope if I want to by @holdmecloser-gandydancer: Taako's birthday is just another Thursday. A detective and an old friend have a different idea.

Gen (Taako & Lucretia & Angus), 2.1k. Short and so sweet! Fics about voidfished!Taako's birthday never get old, and this is one of my absolute favorites. Nailing the angst-to-wholesome ratio.

Tedious Familiarity by @barry-j-blupjeans: Déjà vu. Noun. A feeling of having already experienced the present situation. A tedious familiarity. Barry Bluejeans woke up in a cave, fresh out of a pod filled with green goop, and saddled with an unsettling feeling that he had been here before. If you had asked forty-year-old Barry if he would follow instructions left by a talking coin, he probably would have asked you what type of drugs you were on. But, y’know, fifty… two? Fifty-one? How old was he? Fifty-two sounded right. But, y’know, fifty-two years old Barry didn’t really have that many other places to turn, so this couldn't be all that bad.

Gen, 4.1k. Missing scenes based off Barry's decade alone, written in such an effective style, where all the little details truly make it. Mandatory reading for fellow Barry angst enjoyers.

Angus McDonald and the Wonderland Escape Rooms by coppersunshine: When Angus gets grounded from detecting, to keep his skills sharp he becomes a patron of the Wonderland Escape rooms, run by Edward and Lydia, who quickly decide he's their new nemesis. To their surprise, Angus and the collection of weird adults he's accompanied by decide otherwise.

Gen (Angus & Edward & Lydia), 7k. Modern with magic AU, putting Edward and Lydia in the absolute funniest possible job, at which a little boy detective torments... and maybe, even gives them a chance to turn over a new leaf. I am of the opinion that Angus and the Wonderland twins have a criminally underexplored dynamic, and this fic gave me everything I wanted.

If the Sun and Moon Should Doubt by Punka_Writes: Merle Highchurch, on the brink of a bad decision.

Gen, 1.6k. Merle character study immediately before running out on his marriage. Truly the incredible characterization that Merle deserves; this was a fic that really ignited my love for him.

Greensleeves by @sgrumby: Kravitz has never seen a lich like this before, and he's seen a lot of liches. Merle is just trying to save the universe, thanks very much.

Gen (Kravitz & Merle), 2.2k. A unique and also absolutely genius Lich!Merle AU where Kravitz inevitably comes after him, and Merle is... well, the Peacemaker, of course!

#taz #taz balance #taz balance spoilers #fic rec #long post

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cat-with-no-name · 4 months

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Tag Game

@nachtwaechterin I'm moving this into a new post bc. it's so long.

3 Ships: uhhhh I don't really ship tbh. I think the only fandom I ever specifically sought out ship content for was Adventure Zone, with Blupjeans and Taakitz. Uhhhh 3rd ship i guess Magnus and Julia Burnsides as well? they were also good to see, though that was usually more "it's really cool to see Julia in fanfics"

First Ever Ship: man idfk. I don't remember my childhood that well anyways and ships have never been important for me.

Last Song: I'mma be honest the last music I was listening to was a compilation of all the minecraft music discs bc I wanted some good background ambient sound and the music discs are good, they're good music

Last Movie: I think it's been ages since I last watched a movie, tbh. Might actually have been Totoro, because I found a free download of it or smth (it's on my computer, I don't remember where exactly I found it to get it there)

Currently Reading: TTOU by Derin, it's very good you all should read it. I'm not fully caught up so any emotional turmoil you face from reading it is Derin's fault, not mine.

Currently Watching: Kitboga fucking with scammers. idk I'm bored lol

Currently Consuming: just finished eating some korean bbq beef with stir fry veggies on a bed of rice, it was delicious.

Currently Craving: some good hot chocolate, I should make some

tagging uhhhhh @plumadesatada @nidoskull @being-mean-system @elenna1243 @gpedia fuck man 9 people is a lot @plantpart3206 @starsweeperskies uhhhh and whoever else wants to do it XD no pressure on doing the tag game, but hey why not

#cat-rambles

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liltaz-asatreat · 2 years

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for the title thing: "why Tuesdays are worse than Mondays" 👀 -ise

Send me a fake title for a fic, and I'll talk about what I would write for it!

(Also, tagging you, Ise, so that you can get the notification for it lol @barry-j-blupjeans )

I think this would actually be an amnesty fic! Shockingly lol

It would be from Ned's pov, and it opens with narration about how everyone says Mondays are the worst because it's the start of most people's work week or school, and you feel like you didn't have enough free time on the weekend, and you actually have to get important stuff done now that you couldn't get done on the weekend because whatever business or place was closed and appointments and blah blah blah, and then it goes into how he hates Tuesdays and thinks those are the worst because they are generally cursed for him. Nothing good ever happens on a Tuesday. Like when he was growing up, it felt like that was the day teachers would typically call on him in class when he didn't do an assignment/wasn't paying attention/didn't know the answer and everyone were jerks about it, and he felt like he was most likely to get in trouble for either some innocuous reason like not being in class on time or something actually substantial like he stole something, and he gets detention that day, and some of his parents' biggest fights happened on Tuesdays because his mom worked a day job Monday-Friday, and his dad worked nights Thursday-Monday, so the first time they get to see each other for an extended period of time during the week is Tuesdays after she gets off work, and they're able to air out their laundry with each other.

And then when he was an adult and living as a thief, most of his close calls were on Tuesdays or he found himself running out of money and options more often on Tuesdays, and when he lives in Kepler, it gets a little better for him because not much happens at the Cryptanomica, but Victoria dies on a Tuesday, and idk if this is canon but it's my head canon now, the night he got the eviction notice and then got attacked by the first abomination and was introduced to everything happened on a Tuesday.

So all of this background gets set up, and it explains the rule Ned's set for himself that he Does Not Go Out on Tuesdays. The only thing that happens is he opens the Cryptanomica, some people enter and look at the stuff because this is after Barclay goes viral, and then he closes up shop, and that's the end of that. He doesn't even let the film crew work on Tuesdays. But of course on This Particular Tuesday, Aubrey wants to hang out. And he says no, but then Aubrey says please? And he still says no, and then Aubrey's like :( And then Ned sighs and is like, fine.

So they leave the Cryptanomica after Ned closes up shop, and they pick up Duck, and they go to the movie theater to see Morbius a movie, idk what movie because I don't watch movies generally, but they go see A Movie lol And halfway through, when it gets to a particularly intense scene, the projector short circuits or something, and the screen goes dead, and the movie theater people can't get it working again. So they have to get their tickets refunded and leave, and Aubrey suggests they go get froyo.

So they go to the froyo shop, but the machines with the flavors Ned wants aren't working, so he gets a flavor that he tolerates.

Then when he's driving them down the road to drop everyone off back home, they almost get in a car accident, and Ned pulls over and has a panic attack, and Aubrey and Duck have to calm him down, and he calms down and tells them next time they want to hang out, please like, pick any other day. And Aubrey and Duck are kind of confused about that, and he just says Tuesdays are cursed and he doesn't want to talk about it right now, and they're just like, okay, but we're here for you man. And Ned appreciates that and Aubrey's like, next time they hang out on a Tuesday, they can just stay in and that way nothing bad will happen and maybe that will break the curse Ned seems to believe he has about Tuesdays, and Duck is like, idk maybe we should just let it be for now, and Ned's like yeah, this should be a conversation for another time, if at all ever. Then he drops them off and Duck makes him promise that he'll be safe getting home, and Aubrey wishes him a better night and better next Tuesday, and he gets home and realizes that while today sucked, he does at least have two friends that are safe and care about him.

#thank you for sending this in!! :D #it took a bit to figure out why Tuesdays would be worse than Mondays because Tuesdays are actually typically #my lucky day historically lol Most of my really good days happen on Tuesdays; and I don't really have a cursed day of the week #just months of the year or specific days of the year lol #maybe I will actually write this and polish it up one day 🤷🏽‍♂️#taz #taz amnesty #taz fanfic #kind of #ned chicane #written works of Gab #ask game

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barrybugs · 1 year

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9 people you would like to know better:

THANK YOU FOR THE TAG @kuyatecallate

1. Three ships: adam & barbara maitland (they don’t have a ship name.. they are just in love), blupjeans, mithan

2. First ever ship: percico.

3. Last song: Take A Slice by Glass Animals

4. Last movie: i haven’t watched a movie in a while i have no idea. quite possibly beetlejuice. if not then it was something for one of my classes

5. Currently (re)reading: beloved by toni morrison!

6. Currently watching: not actively in the middle of any shows right now. however i love law and order svu and it’s my go-to for background noise

7. Currently consuming: lots of terraria media

8. Currently craving: ibuprofen (cramps..)

9. tags!! @myst1xx @olexxx @mmtruooao @ratcoffin @memcakey @hereliesbeetlejuice @transsexualbloodlust @etherealsaul @sippymax

#NO PRESSURE TO DO THIS #also i broke it from the chain bedause the post was soooo long #anyways #tag meme #thanks again for the tag ueueueue soung of crying

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fanishjuli · 2 years

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Fic authors self-rec! ✨

Rules: When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you’ve written, then pass on to at least five other writers (if you would like to)

I was tagged by @ineffable-kelpie here, thank you! I tag @two-hands-toward-the-sun @ale-hoatzinsrocks @shinyhappygoth @cheeriosandwine and @edosianorchids901 (only if you want to of course!!)

I have to admit, I thought it’d be much harder to pick, but I limited myself to one fic per fandom and it made things easier (except for GO, I do like all of my GO fics very much). so here they are, in the order I’ve posted them, some of my favourite fics I’ve written:

Joanna McCoy's Week In Space | Star Trek: TOS | Rated G, 22k words, 7 ch. | Spock/Leonard McCoy

Joanna McCoy visits her father aboard the Enterprise for the first time when she is nine years old. This is the tale of that week.

This one is just fun, to be honest. Joanna having fun bonding with the Enterprise crew, a few cute spones moments, some father-daughter bonding, all of that.

Crush | The Adventure Zone: Balance | Rated G, 3k words. | Lup/Barry Bluejeans

Blupjeans Week 2021. Day Three, Prompt: Crush

All I have to say is these are tags I included in the fic: “"We've been married for fifty years and I still have a crush on you" - and autobiography by Barry Bluejeans”. They’re sick and very sappy and in love, thats all.

Gotham Online | DC, Batman | Rated T, 18k words, 12 ch, WIP.

The Waynes and the Bats as seen through social media.

Social Media AU! And a lot of outsider POV, which are two things I love. I had a lot of fun writing this one, I’ll get back to it soon.

Epiphanies at dawn | Our Flag Means Death | Rated T, 3k words. | Stede Bonnet/Izzy Hands, background Edward Teach/Stede Bonnet/Izzy Hands

An unusually slow and quiet morning in the life of Israel Hands gives him the opportunity for his first lie-in in bed in decades.

My first OFMD fic. Honestly, it’s just very, very soft. Some of the tags are: non-sexual intimacy, tenderness, fluff, communiction, explicit concent, and litterally sleeping together.

In your presence I trust | Good Omens | Rated G, 1.6k words. | Aziraphale & Crowley, Aziraphale/Crowley

Crowley is having a bad time and he asks Aziraphale to come over.

My latest GO fic, and the first time I’ve used the hurt/comfort tag. I am very happy with this fic, tbh. It’s what I needed to write at the time and I love how it came out and I’m happy so many people seem to enjoy it as well.

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ohhgingersnaps · 1 year

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It might not have a doc, but I am VERY interested in the TAZ Balance Pacific Rim AU! That sounds awesome!

(WIP Ask Game)

Ahhh thank you for asking!! I'm sorry this got SUPER long so I'm putting it under a cut oops

So, obviously the primary antagonist here is The Hunger in the form of kaiju, right? It's taken over many worlds before this one, and the kaiju are its way of testing the waters, preparing to take over yet another planar system.

The narrative starts similarly to the original Pacific Rim: Lup and Taako are Jaegar pilots, and following the original plot, they get separated during a kaiju attack. Lup falls into the ocean and is presumed dead; Taako is devastated and quits the Jaegar program.

The fic starts five years after this event. Taako is working some minimum-wage job; he tried drifting with someone (Sazed) after Lup's death, but things went badly— like, people-dying badly— and Taako ended up taking the fall.

Anyway, Lucretia shows up (on behalf of the Pan Planar Defense Corps) to ask Taako to come in for one last-ditch attempt at closing off the Breach, and Taako's response, pretty understandably, is something along the lines of Screw You, until Lucretia tells him that they found her

Because, see, Lup isn't actually dead! She just has amnesia. She washed up on shore after the attack with no recollection of who she is, and she has been working at a little local diner in an isolated middle-of-nowhere podunk town, but then she just happened to see a documentary on tv during one of her shifts, and is shocked to see herself standing there, fully decked out in a jaegar suit, alongside a man (a brother? she has a brother?) who has her face.

("Taako will be so excited to see you," Lucretia tells her as they enter the Shatterdome, and Lup responds with, "Who?")

Anyway, Lup still has no memory of Taako, but their memories are all there in the drift. The plot would mostly focus on the repair of Lup's memory via drifting with Taako, and them learning to fit together as best siblings who have spent five years separated from each other. It's like everything is slightly to the left by three inches, and their shapes have changed since they left each other, and they need to relearn how to be siblings (and how to drift properly) together.

There's obviously also some background Blupjeans romance— Barry is a Hunger specialist/cryptozoologist, and they had a years-long mutual pining will-they-won't-they before her amnesia. He's trying so very hard not to be weird about it but also he can't stop staring at her like she's hung the moon, and Lup finds this all very familiar. Also, Taako has some ongoing flirting with Kravitz, whose family got taken out by a kaiju when he was a kid and who grew up floating between different Shatterdomes (as a technician, maybe?).

Merle absolutely drifts with a kaiju brain. Multiple times :)

Obviously Magnus and Julia are the Power Couple (TM) who pilot another Jaegar (a la Cherno Alpha, except they get to live), and I guess Carey and Killian maybe pilot a third one? I'm also really invested in the idea of Hurley and Sloane having some sort of black market kaiju/jaegar parts deal, with Hurley being the one who can get them a brain for Merle to drift with the second time around. Davenport serves in a sort of Tendo-esque role, monitoring the neural connections and the Breach.

Lucretia tries to pull some self-sacrificial nonsense during the final attack on the breach (she throws herself through to blow it up, probably, like Raleigh does) and Lup and Taako have to follow her through and rescue her through the Power Of Friendship (their efforts are successful!! everyone lives!)

Anyway this got SUPER long but! Thank you for asking and thanks for reading!

#ask game #wip game #taz balance #if this sounds familiar to anyone i did make a post about it forever ago but my writing has uhhh. it's improved a LOT. since then #like it was kind of a loosely formed bullet points drabble but i think it could become a Real Fic if i try hard enough #anyway this is currently fighting against the leon/forte fic and harvey/decima novella to be next in my fic queue lmao

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noodyl-blasstal · 2 years

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“I’ll just write a quick ficlet, it won’t distract me from my WIP for long” - Me, an idiot.

Read below or on A03

Lup was going to combust. Well, she was going to combust the stupid pipe under their stupid sink, and try to make sure Taako didn’t try and use it in the meantime and do any actual damage. The only time she ever got to talk to the hot neighbour was when they were experiencing some kind of emergency. Barry J Bluejeans, hot neighbour, IT doofus, and fixer of a myriad of disasters had always been so helpful, but Lup wanted to talk to him outside of things going wrong. Thankfully, disasters had at least been quite regular, who could say why? Certainly not Lup, who had absolutely not just burned a spell slot melting the under-sink pipes.

She’d already put on her nicest sundress, and it just so happened that there was a fresh pot of tea brewing and some coincidentally dairy free cherry scones cooling. Chance was a fine thing. A quick text to Taako telling him (under pain of death) to stay at his boyfriend's for a few more hours, and Lup was ready.

“Barold!” Lup shouted out a warning as she walked up Barry’s front path. His place always looked neat and tidy, and she admired how often he was out wrangling the front lawn and borders. His dedication had inspired her to take a more avid interest in gardening too - it just so happened that she was often interested in it when Barry was also outside. They never spoke, just nodded. Lup definitely didn’t spend any time staring at his forearms, or his denim clad butt, or watching him chug down water on hot days while condensation rolled down the glass and over his chin to trace its way down his neck. Nope.

“Lup?” She heard out of the open window. Barry met her at the door.

“Is everything okay?”

“Barry, there’s been another accident. You wouldn’t believe it, it’s like I’m cursed or something!” Lup shrugged, helplessly, then batted her eyelashes. It was ridiculous, but Barry’s cheeks darkened and he looked slightly flustered. Totally worth it.

“Oh no, I’m so sorry to hear that” Said Barry, sounding not at all sorry.

“I’ll grab my tool kit” It was right next to the door. It had been there the last six times. Lup felt a little bad, maybe she shouldn’t bother him so often? But then, when she first went over it had been all dusty in the garage. So maybe he’d just decided to keep it there so that it didn’t get grimy again? That was it, she wasn’t being unreasonable, a neighbour would want to help with this stuff. She loved it when Barry was having IT issues or struggling to change light bulbs. Well… maybe not loved it, she didn’t like it when he was suffering, but she loved getting to go over and play hero. He was always so grateful, it did things to her. Normal neighbourly things.

Lup didn’t stare at Barry’s ass as they walked back to her house, and she didn’t think of anything at all as he unbuttoned his shirt cuffs and rolled the sleeves back. Everything was totally fine.

“Something just seemed wrong, and I looked under the sink and realised that I needed help” Lup opened the cupboard door and gestured to the melted pipe.

“See. What’s a poor girl to do?”

“Don’t worry” Said Barry, placing a large, comforting palm on her bare shoulder

“I’ll have this sorted real quick and you can get on with your day.”

“There’s no rush” Lup replied, fighting the disappointment.

Barry looked up from the floor, confused.

“O… okay Lup”

Yeah, okay, that was a weird comment. Why would there not be a rush to fix the sink?

“I, just mean, er. It’s, I don’t want to put you out.”

“It’s never ever putting me out to spend time with you, Lup.” Barry replied, and Lup’s stomach did the swooshy thing she liked to pretend it definitely didn’t do when she thought about Barry. Although, now Barry looked slightly worried.

“I mean, to, um, to help you fix things when you’re having problems. Yeah. That.”

Lup felt deflated. Barry was making it clear that he was just here because of the problems and not because of her. Of course he was just helping her out. She was probably taking advantage of his kindness by forcing him to come over. Maybe a campaign of destroying their house was as ridiculous as Taako said? But they couldn’t all fall in love with the ridiculously handsome security officer who tackled them in a mistaken shoplifting incident. Some people had to work for it. It wasn’t that Lup didn’t have offers, she was self aware, she had a mirror, she knew she was hot as fuck. But Lup also had a type. That type was Barry. Smart as hell, kind, capable, and with a soft stomach, chubby arms, rounded face, and perfectly padded thighs. Gods, she couldn’t think about his thighs right now. This was pathetic.

“Yeah, it’s nice to be helpful.” Lup said, trying not to let her disappointment leak through. Barry just liked to help fix things, he didn’t like spending time with her.

“I think this might just take a mending spell, you know?” Barry mused

“Weird that it just melted.” He looked up at her

“Don’t you think?”

“No idea what you mean Barold, but yes, mending spell, sounds good.” She nodded quickly, hoping he might just breeze past the strangeness of her melted sink. Why didn’t she consider that? Couldn’t she have just taken out a part? Burned something that might plausibly be anywhere near fire?

Barry looked like he was going to say something else, then stopped himself and cast mending.

“There you go, Lup. Good as new! Was there anything else?”

“Well, coincidentally, I was just making this pot of tea, and I have some cherry scones.” Barry started to open his mouth

“No dairy” She added before he could say anything

“And there’s dairy free butter, and the jam is homemade.” Lup gave him a winning smile.

Barry looked like he was considering something. Lup panicked - was he just trying to let her down gently? Was she coming on too strong? Oh gods, she’d made him uncomfortable.

“You don’t have to stay if you don’t want to, I don’t want to keep you too long. I know you have important stuff to do.” She blurted out, hopefully that made it less weird.

It made it more weird.

Barry started and aborted several sentences, opening his mouth, then clamping it shut fast again.

“You’re important stuff Lup.” He settled on.

“Oh, you’re going to do me are you?” Lup said it without thinking, wiggling her eyebrows dramatically.

Fuck. She broke Barry.

He looked absolutely aghast, turned bright red and practically yelled

“I HAVE TO GO TO THE TOILET” before disappearing up the corridor. Not exactly the response she would have hoped for if she’d done that on purpose.

Lup hopped up onto the counter and sighed, picking at the cherries on a scone while she waited to see exactly how much damage she’d done. Hopefully he wouldn’t climb out the window and flee.

Her phone span slightly on the counter as it vibrated to indicate an incoming message.

Taako [15:03]

BE NICE TO BAROLD, YOU CANNOT TEASE THE NERD LIKE THAT!

Lup [15:03]

Like what? What do you know? Are you here? You legally have to tell me if you have cameras in the house.

Taako kept typing and stopping, she could see the stupid dots flashing and receeding and she was half tempted to try and scry for him when he finally responded.

Taako [15:06]

Twin powers.

Then followed up with a second message.

Taako [15:06]

Just be nice!

Lup [15:07]

Look, I said it automatically, he set it up perfectly. It would have been a crime not to snatch that sweet, sweet low hanging fruit.

Taako [15:08]

BE!

Taako [15:08]

NICE!

Lup rolled her eyes at her phone and placed it face down on the counter, just as Barry re-emerged.

“Sorry Barry, I love double entendre, but I didn’t want to make you uncomfortable, I said it without thinking. I didn’t mean to scare you off.” Lup grimaced to show the depth of her apology. Not everyone got these - it was a new skill she and Taako had been working on lately. Communicating, apologising, trusting people.

Barry looked flustered again.

“No, no. It’s absolutely fine! It’s fine.” There was an awkward pause.

“So… you mentioned tea?”

Lup was thankful she’d put a stasis spell on the pot and scones so they’d stay at the best temperature.

“Yes! Tea and scones. Let me fix you a plate, grab a spot at the table - Taako and I aren’t precious about where we sit.” Lup did actually have a seat she thought of as hers, but she was interested to see where Barry chose.

She busied herself finding the best looking scone and slathering it with the nicest dairy free butter and fresh made jam. It was completely fine to get some products in that your neighbour could eat when you found out about his allergy, it was just nice behaviour. Anyone would spend a few hours browsing blogs and reviews to find out what the best options were.

“Here you go Barold, enjoy!” Lup nudged a plate in front of him, then gently placed a cup of tea down too, before turning back to grab her own.

The little table in the kitchen was one of Lup’s favourite things about the house. The window over the sink looked out over the side garden, but the table was placed in a large bay window which took in the back lawn while bathing you in a soft golden glow of honeyed sun. It was perfect, and the table and chairs Magnus had made suited them entirely. They’d queried it when he made 4 chairs instead of 2 for them, but he insisted they’d need them, and who were they to argue with a master craftsman?

Barry had chosen the spot opposite Lup’s favourite. It gave just as good a view, but was slightly further away from the kitchen. It was perfect because it showed he liked the same things (view, proximity to the window), she could steal lingering glances at him, and she got to keep her spot. Not that he knew it was her spot. Not that he’d want to sit here often. Not that she could keep staring at him. Gods, this was bad.

Barry was more talkative than normal today. It was nice. She knew little bits about him, but it was good to hear about his Mum (Marlena), his first pet (Larry the fish), his old house in Goldcliff (possibly haunted? Lup absolutely needed to get him to take her back sometime and con the new owners into letting them investigate). They talked about food (he liked dairy a lot more than it liked him, he shared Lup’s enthusiasm for pasta, he didn’t feel the same fondness for spice… she could work round that); family (he wished he had more, she loved that it was just her and Taako and the friends they’d cobbled together along the way); and friends (Barry had a few acquaintances at work, he wished he had more friends, Lup’s friend cup runneth over).

By the time Taako slammed the door open and yelled

“TAAKO’S BACK IN TOWN” (a new, particularly annoying habit he’d acquired specifically to bother her) the pot was empty and the plates were cleared.

“Oh, gods, I lost track of time! Sorry Lup, I’ve kept you for hours.” Barry looked flustered again, and Lup felt a pang of regret, it had been so nice to have a relaxed conversation without him feeling on edge.

“It’s okay Barold, I had a lovely time, it’s always nice to see you. Do you need to go or would you like to stay? We’ll be cooking dinner soon.”

Barry was already gathering his things and glancing furtively at the door. Taako was busy making his usual assortment of “taking off outdoor layers” noises.

“I’d better go, but this was… I really liked… thank you Lup, really.” He grinned, and darted for the back kitchen door.

Taako entered the room just in time to see Lup’s baffled face as the back door clicked shut.

“Barold?” He asked, rolling his eyes.

“Barold.” She nodded. Sighing.

“You could just tell him you know? Stop breaking things in our house and have an actual conversation…” Taako had made these suggestions before and Lup had explained to him why it wasn't appropriate. You couldn’t just go round making your neighbours uncomfortable. It was ridiculous.

“We had an actual conversation today, thanks.” Lup replied, more smug than she really intended.

“Oh, well, good.” Taako did sound slightly blindsided. Surely it wasn’t that unlikely that she’d actually be able to talk to someone.

“I didn’t think he’d listen to me.” Taako added quietly, before looking slightly panicked.

Lup was about to question him when he grabbed his phone and yelled

“KRAV IS RINGING ME, I HAVE TO TAKE THIS IT COULD BE VERY IMPORTANT SORRY LUP” and sprinted out of the room.

Taako had set Kravitz’s ringtone to Love Cats three weeks ago after they found a tiny kitten in a hedge one night. They took it back to Krav’s ‘for the night’, but fell so deeply in love that they spent most of their wages on cat furniture and vets bills. Taako would claim it was all Kravitz, Kravitz would claim the reverse. They were both massive saps and Lup was glad they found each other; but she also knew he definitely hadn’t received a phonecall.

When Taako finally emerged, before she could even open her mouth, he banned any discussion of anything that he’d said and insisted they spoke about ‘literally anything else’. Lup asked for an update on the kitten - Kravitz wanted to name her Hera because she was a goddess as far as he was concerned. Taako wanted to name her Tiny Takko because she was perfect in every way. There was no sign of either side backing down and no compromise, so they were both just using their own names for her and hoping she’d pick. Currently she responded to literally anything if there were treats involved.

By the time they’d cooked and eaten, Lup could barely summon the energy to drag herself through her nighttime routine, let alone interrogate her brother.

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It was three days later when she saw Barry again. He had been out gardening, casting furtive glances at the house, so she took that as a sign that she probably needed to do some gardening too - it was only sensible to follow the lead of someone more experienced.

“Hi Barold!” She was breaking the mould a bit here, but he did say he wished he had more friends, and it was perfectly fine to say hi to your neighbour while you both just so happened to be gardening. Perfectly fine.

“Lup!” Barry looked surprised to see her, but grinned.

“I was actually going to pop over once I’m done, you wouldn’t believe it, but I’m having issues with the computer again.”

“Again? Barold, you’re hopeless!” Lup shook her head and laughed while also thanking every god up there for his incompetence with technology.

“Want me to pop over once we’re done?”

Barry nodded happily, trying not to look too ashamed.

“Thanks Lup! You’re a lifesaver.”

There was only so much prodding of weedless beds and unnecessary pruning that Lup could do, but every time she glanced at Barry he seemed engrossed in his work. Thankfully, this presented an opportunity.

“Barry, I’m going to head in now, but you can take my number and send me a message when you’re ready?” Lup presented it as a question, she wanted to give him room to say no. He could just come and knock afterall.

Barry’s face was red, probably from the sun.

“Oh, yeah, that’s… good idea!” he patted his pockets down, and handed his phone over. Just add yourself in if that’s okay?

Lup looked at the phone in her hands. This was top of the line shit, not the brick she was expecting. Huh. She added her number and snapped a quick photo for the contact (just in case there were two Lups, nothing to do with how nice her hair looked haloed by the sun or the cute smudge of dirt she’d subtly applied to her cheek) before handing it back.

“There you go babe! Send me a message any time.” She resisted the impulse to wink and wandered back inside with slightly more hip wiggle than necessary.

Barry disappeared from the garden, but it took a good 30 minutes before her phone buzzed. Lup counted slowly to 10 before putting her shoes back on, and then counted again before opening the door and strolling over. She didn’t want to seem overeager.

The front door was wide open, Lup hesitated briefly, but assumed this was an invitation.

“Hey Barry, I’m here to save the day!” Lup shouted as she walked in, heading straight for his office.

“Barry? Are you struggling with Excel again? Or was it the printer?”

The complete lack of reply was unnerving, but Lup could hear music coming from the office, so cracked the door slowly, giving him time to protest if she wasn’t allowed in. He wasn’t inside, and the computer wasn’t switched on. But there was a badge on the desk which read

Barry J Bluejeans

Senior Software Engineer

“BAROLD!” Lup bellowed.

He heard her this time

“Lup?” came from another part of the house, a part she hadn’t seen yet, because she’d only been here to fix Barry’s computer, because he was bad with computers, and apparently also a fucking senior software engineer.

“I’m in your office looking at a very fucking interesting badge, Barry.” Lup knew logically she didn’t hear him gulp, but she heard him gulp.

Barry ran through the door.

“Would you… believe that it’s… a joke… because I’m so bad at… computers?” He panted.

“That depends, is that true?” Lup thought it was unlikely, considering Barry’s sudden interest in his own feet and the bright red flush creeping its way up his neck.

“No” He muttered.

“It’s not true.”

“What the actual fuck, Barry?” Was this some weird serial killer thing? Had she been lured in? He knew she was an arcanist, she ran every morning, kickboxed regularly. Barry probably didn’t know about the knife in her boot, but surely he didn’t think he could actually beat her in a fight?

“You’re an evocation specialist, Lup” Barry’s reply was not what she expected.

“What?”

“You’re an evocation specialist. So far this month you’ve had a melted pipe, a melted panel in your bath, and a small fire in your garden which you needed me to help you with.” Barry looked triumphant.

Well fuck.

“I…”

“You’re a baller wizard, it’s literally your job to be great at magic” Barry interrupted

“Yes, bu…”

“You know how to cast mending.” He continued.

Lup was on the ropes here, but she wasn’t going down easy.

“You’re a senior fancy tech person! You know how to print! You definitely know how to change the font colour in excel”

“Well maybe if you weren’t so smart and fun and pretty I wouldn’t have panicked and said the router wasn’t working.” Barry sounded defensive now.

“You said you thought it being wireless meant you didn’t have to plug it in!” Lup was barely containing laughter at this point. Had Barry been doing the exact same thing she had to con him into spending time with her?

“I used to work in tech support, I have a lot of stories to pull from. But you, Taako told me you did most of the DIY when you moved in - you replumbed, rewired, and rebuilt three internal walls. I didn’t even know which ones were the right screwdrivers. I had to google it!”

How the fuck did Barry know that? She was going to write Taako up, this was a clear breach of twin code and he was going to be doing the dishes for a LONG time.

“When did you speak to Taako?”

Barry clearly recognised the danger in her tone.

“We’ve, er, we’ve been texting. It’s been nice to speak to someone. He’s sent me some great recipes.”

Was recipes code? Lup’s heart sank, this absolutely could not be happening.

“Are you in love with my brother? You have to tell me, if you don’t it’s entrapment!”

Barry looked aghast.

“Lup, gods, no! No!”

The look of visible disgust on his face was both reassuring and somehow offensive? How dare he look so repulsed by her brother? Fuck. They were twins, does that also mean he’s repulsed by her? Is he some kind of homophobe? Fuck fuck fuck!

“Hey! That’s my brother! There’s nothing wrong with being gay and he’s handsome as all hell”

“No! Taako’s really handsome, you’re right, he’s lovely, but I’m not interested in him and it’s super weird for me to think about that.” Barry jumped in quickly, realising he’d probably stepped in it.

“Oh, you’re interested in someone?” Lup tried not to let the disappointment creep into her voice, of course he was interested in someone. He was hot as fuck and had a fancy job and of course there was a queue of willing partners out there for him.

“This isn’t how I wanted to tell you this. This is so embarrassing Lup, I’m sorry” He sounded so earnest and she hated him for it.

“It’s okay Barold, I’m a big girl, you can let me down gently.” She wasn’t going to cry, not until later anyway. She was going to work out what the fuck had inspired Taako to tell Barry anything about her DIY skills, and then eat an entire pint of ice cream and throw away the dairy free tub she’d squirrelled away in the freezer ‘just in case’.

“Let you down? What do you mean? Lup? Why would I be letting you down?” Barry’s confusion was evident and she wanted to smooth her thumb over the crease between his eyebrows. This was pathetic.

“Look, we’re adults, you’ve clearly worked out I have a crush on you, and you like someone else. It’s okay, that happens, and it’s sad because who doesn’t want to bone down with their hot neighbour, but I appreciate you letting me know.”

“Exactly Lup, I want to bone down with my hot neighbour.” Barry replied slowly, looking her dead in the eyes.

“Fuck. That also definitely isn’t how I meant to tell you!”

Oh.

OH!

“Wait, you made up the IT stuff so I’d come over?” She asked, beginning to giggle.

Barry nodded solemnly.

“And you burned stuff so I’d come over?”

Lup couldn’t reply, she was laughing too hard.

#If only anyone was capable of communication #The background Taakitz may actually be my favourite part of this fic #Sometimes you just have to write the spiderman meme because you think it'd be funny #Blupjeans #Barry Bluejeans #Lup Taaco #Lup #Reposted because I ballsed up the formatting etc. last time #Noodyl Writes

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