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epickiya722 · 1 month
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I do not know if it was you, or another blogger that made a character analysis of Gojo that made me like the character and discover more about him through the manga.
While I never read the manga before or watched the anime, I had been exposed to it by my friends and some BNHA bloggers. Back then, I found Gojo to be overhyped (discount Kakashi) while liking the animation(?) style, bit still no interest.
BNHA and its Endeavour Redemption arc in the doing was tiring me to the point that I stopped reading it and manga altogether. For mayne six months or so, until now, at least. I randomly found your blog last week , and it got me a new hyper fixation 😃. You got me to start reading JJK (Megan cos playing also helps).
I bought Number 0 and Number 1 of the mangas. Only to remember midway in Number 0 that Walmart Kakashi will be snapped in two like a Kit Kat🥲. I saw that leak in one of the BNHA blogs, and I didn't mind it back then since I wasn't in the fandom, but Lord, now it sucks.
Anyways, all this long rant to say that I like reading your posts.
Gojo, rest in pain, I guess?
Probably was someone else, I don't write much analysis posts about Gojo. I think once or twice I did, I can't recall. Probably reblogged one though you saw!
I don't know, they're really just two different characters to me. Also... I was never really an active reader or watcher of Naruto like that (just very familiar) so when I first saw Gojo, Kakashi didn't register to me at all.
Like, I did not get similar vibes at all. And it actually annoys me that people will be like "He copied Kakashi's flow"! Kakashi ain't the only white haired, face covering character out there with magical eyes, y'all stop. 😆
Even funnier when, by this point, Gojo has probably been unmasked more than he has been wearing something on his face and switches up what he puts on his face. Kakashi been wearing the same mask for...? Also, didn't it take years for Kakashi's whole face to be shown or something? Took like seven episodes for Gojo to show that face.
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I always been a fan of Megan's music and then when I found out she was into anime I was like "YYYYYEEEEEAAAAH". She cosplayed as Miruko one Halloween and it made my year. I am a former believer that Miruko would vibe to her music.
Just seeing other Black women being unapologetic fans of anime (or anything) does wonders for me and I hate it when people act as if it's such a foreign idea to understand. Honey, we can have interests, too, like everyone else. It's normal.
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I always try to be careful about spoilers for anything I'm into. Like, I can talk about a chapter that happened two years ago, but I'll still mark as a spoiler because I know some people don't read Mangas or even if they do haven't caught up to that specific part.
That actually what set me off when Usher cosplayed as Gojo because he literally put "rest in peace, Gojo" or something along those lines and the amount of people who weren't even aware of 236... like bro, come on.
I knew it just had to be a marketing tactic because I know damn well Usher ain't seen JJK a day in his life and how convenient it is he comes out with that cosplay around the time when "Daddy's Home" becomes a fairly popular song used in Gojo's edits. I can't go watching one video on YouTube without hearing that song play when Gojo pops up. And even if he has... WHY WOULD YOU TAG IT LIKE THAT?!
Oh, but Megan definitely doesn't know any of the characters she be cosplaying, alright... okay... 🙄
I'm just going off on a whole tangent here, I apologize for that. I've been sick for like three days and just woke up from a nap. 😅
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Also, thank you! Glad you enjoy my posts!! Anytime anyone says they like reading my posts, I still get shocked. They're really are just random thoughts I been having and really I'm still learning grasping the characters and story myself. And this is just for any. I don't even for them to get read, let alone for anyone to actually agree with me. I guess because, at the end of the day, I really just needed to throw a thought out there before I lose it or keep rethinking about it over and over.
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space1cat · 11 months
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SP unpopular opions
Style is a mid overrated ship same goes with Stendy except its underrated
(P.S Before you comment anything, no i dont hate Style, I'm fine if you do ship it I just don't like the ship that goes to Stendy as well, theres a difference between hating something and not liking something)
(2P.S I dont ship both ships if I haven't made it clear enough, and Im not saying that one ship is better than the other both ships are mid)
(3P.S Also if you say "nobody cares about your opion bro" then dont fucking comment because it seems like to me that you do care because why ypou would comment anything if you do not care about my fucking opion) (4P.S Also fuck off Im not clogging up the tag, and Im not gonna block the tags because guess hat I dont fucking hate the ships! I just dont ship them! Theres a difference you fucking morons!)
(5P.S I dont give a shit so shut the fuck up <3)
(6P.S I love causing drama <3)
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revenantghost · 5 months
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[20 Question Fic Writer Game]
Tagged by @faindri and @pancake-breakfast!
How many works do you have on AO3?
18! Most are poetry collections, so a lot of smaller stories in one anthology.
What is your AO3 word count?
75,144
What fandoms do you write for?
Trigun is my main squeeze atm (and biggest in general, I have four projects for it which is double anything else--and the highest wordcount, too), but I've written for KinnPorsche, Sabikui Bisco, Danny Phantom, Vampire In The Garden, Sasaki to Miyano, Cyberpunk: Edgerunners, Goncharov (yeah... yeah), The Night Beyond the Tricornered Window, Signalis, Omori, Lycoris Recoil, and The Executioner and Her Way of Life
What are your top five fics by kudos?
No idea and I ain't looking! Trad publishing has me extremely scarred from some nasty comparison wars, so I have kudo and view counts blocked on ALL fics, including mine. From my kudos emails, though, Hallowboned has to be my top fic for sure. Last time I was paying attention most of my other fics didn't pass into triple digits by a long shot
Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?
I do!!! I adore comments, and I love chatting with folks, it really keeps me motivated and chugging along. I am... very behind on replying to the comments on my last chapter rn because I feel so awful and guilty about having to quit writing
What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?
Uh... I don't write a ton of narrative fics, and I do love me some tragic poetry, but I guess the angstiest collection might be my Signalis one, Observable System Transcendence? But my Omori poem and the Trined Soul collection might be contenders, too
What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?
I mean, Trembling Hands is a Trimax fix-it fic, so? Though the Sasaki and Miyano collection, Effortless Dreams, is definitely the most tooth-rotting fluff I've ever slapped onto the page
Do you get hate on fics?
Oh yeah, I've had my poetry called pretentious and also not good enough to be poetry lol. It's been a hot minute since that's happened, people are just jerks sometimes
Do you write smut? If so, what kind?
I used to! Porn with plot, my beloved. It would be interesting to explore in poetry format, but we'll see if I have the time who wants to commission some poetry porn from me lmao
Do you write crossovers?
Nah, not my cuppa
Have you ever had a fic stolen?
Yeah, many moons ago
Have you ever had a fic translated?
No, but that is one of the coolest things fandom does. Loving a thing so much you spend the time to painstakingly transform that art into something you can read and share in another language, bro??? Translators are amazing
Have you ever cowritten a fic before?
I've worked pretty closely with artists a loooong time ago, but I've only written fics where I'm the sole writer. I have used other writers' ideas and outlines (with their permission, of course), but that's the closest
What's your all-time favourite ship?
I DON'T KNOW?!?! Shipping has never really been my main focus of media typically, but when one digs its teeth into me I go rabid in a completely feral but different way each time.
What's a WIP you'd like to finish but doubt you ever will?
))): All of them
Life feels kinda... really dire atm, it's hard to see ever writing again. However! God I want to finish Hallowboned SO BADLY!!! I have so many chapters written for it that I haven't even posted!!!!! Y'all haven't met Livio yet!!!!!! GAH 3:
What are your writing strengths?
Uh... ??? I'll be real, I've got no idea. I feel like I write so weirdly atm, it's hard for me to analyze in that kinda way
What are your writing weaknesses?
I tend to get really excited/into things and flit around and forget to explain or describe things sometimes. Thank god for having been well-trained to edit my own work. Not that I catch it all, but I try!!!
Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?
I think it'd really cool, but I'd need a native speaker on hand to make sure I don't fuck it up in my own fic
First fandom you wrote for?
I think my first piece of written fanwork was a Danny Phantom Quizilla thing lmao, I'm old. I don't remember what it was about, just that it was ANGSTY
Favourite fic you've ever written?
Ah?!?! Honestly, each project is so different and written from such a different place, I've got no idea. I'm proudest of Observable System Transcendence being my longest, most consistent project (outside of my Smaugust collection, which isn't a fan project), Hallowboned being the first thing that really inspired me in ages--and the most indulgent one lol. But each collection and fic and poem comes from such a different place, and it's hard to pull them apart and pick???
Tagging:
Whoever wants to hop in! :3
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bobafett · 15 days
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stealing this because the boops made me realize how much i miss tag games.
How many works do you have on AO3? A grand total of 14. I am not a prolific writer.
What’s your total AO3 word count? 63,880. Please see above answer.
What fandoms do you write for? Batman and Star Wars. I have a little bit of Supernatural fic posted on an alt account, and I've been turning over an idea for an OW fic in my head for a while, but it takes me a long time to figure out how to write in a fandom in a way that still captures the "vibes" of the source material (which is always one of my goals). So I rarely branch out.
What are your top 5 fics by kudos? New Cornerstone (suitless!Vader AU from a million years ago), Brothers in Arms (Jon starts to get an inkling that his best friend has perhaps not had a normal childhood), Setting the Bone (Selina Kyle: reluctant parental figure), In This Twilight (Damian and Jason brotherly bonding, first batfam fic I ever wrote), and Try to Sweep the Darkness Out (batfam Christmas special that I've almost orphaned 10 times because I hate the writing choices I made in it so much). None of the fics I'm actually proud of are on this list. Tragic.
Do you respond to comments? Irregularly and unpredictably! I will if I feel like I have something to say and it catches me in the right mood.
What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? Uh, that would be High Water Mark since it starts with a scene of Cody contemplating suicide and ends with the instant right before Order 66 kicks in.
What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? Probably Problem Solving since it's the only fic I've ever written where I was actually trying to be light hearted.
Do you get hate on fics? Never, thankfully.
Do you write smut? If so, what kind? If I thought I could do it successfully, I would. But I'm not, so I don't.
Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written? Basically never. There is a Doctor Who/Sherlock fic buried on my old FF.net account. There's also a Super Smash Bros fic on there that I wrote in 2009, which I suppose also counts.
Have you ever had a fic stolen? I can't imagine why anyone would.
Have you ever had a fic translated? Nope.
Have you ever co-written a fic before? No, and I never would. I'm too much of a control freak about my writing. Writing, say, shared universe stuff might be fun, but actually co-authoring something would drive me nuts.
What’s your all time favorite ship? What a question. I come back to Jaime/Brienne a lot for reading, but I don't think I'd ever write it. I write a ton of BatCat, but rarely read it because I'm particular. I like Lois/Clark, but I almost never write OR read it. I'm honestly not very ship motivated. Most of the time I filter for a ship because I'm in the mood for its attendant tropes, and if the writing is good, you can sell me on just about anything.
What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will? Hmngh. New Cornerstone again. There's 20k of an expanded version of it on my hard drive that I haven't added to since probably 2017. There's something very fun about suitless!Vader as a character because he's such a sparking, destructive livewire of a person, but also I'm experienced enough now to realize how difficult doing justice to that premise is. Also, I'd have to rewatch TCW to get Ahsoka's voice down, and I just don't got time for that shit.
What are your writing strengths? Description and sense of place. Also pretty good at dialogue.
What are your writing weaknesses? Fucking. Long fic. Plot in general. I'm horrifically bad at it.
Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic? I'm usually inclined to keep all my dialogue in English, but it would depend on the context and the effect I was going for.
First fandom you wrote for? Purposefully? Inuyasha. Without having any idea what fanfic was? I created an Artemis Fowl fairy OC and stuck her in Indiana Jones when I was 10 years old.
Favorite fic you’ve written? They Don't Sing Songs For Me. No contest. It's perfectly captures what I think is the ideal form of fanfic: two characters who have absolutely no business interacting with each other building a compelling relationship dynamic over the course of 9k words.
I will be tagging @panharmonium, @apostatefrog, @dead-ghost-walking, @ryehouses, @yellowocaballero, @lazuliquetzal. Also anyone else who wants to. I will bring back tag games by force of will, so help me God.
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charliesimss · 2 years
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-ˏˋquestionsˊˎ-
Thank you to @johziiii for tagging me !! I haven't done one of these in a while, probably cause I forgot to, so here I gooooo
♥︎ why did you choose your url?
One day in like 2014, I looked at my new cat, charlie, and decided he would like sims, so came Charliesimss, with 2 S's because one S was already taken
♥︎ how long have you been on tumblr?
Since I was 14, I made my personal account for a BOY unfortunately, and then I've been posting on my simblr since 2014/15
♥︎ do you have a queue tag?
Its just #charliequeues but its not organized
♥︎ why did you start your blog in the first place?
I found cc on tumblr through my personal account and that lead me to other simblrs and I was like "hey what if I did that instead of posting my stuff on facebook?" mostly I was just looking for a better place to post my sims stuff where my fam/friends irl couldnt see it, cause that shits embarassing
♥︎ why did you choose your icon/pfp?
Because I was really pleased with Audra and her son in it, and then the au she was in kinda flopped 😭 so im trying to commission my sister to draw me a new one
♥︎ why did you choose your header?
Bro idek what my header IS, I think its a pool pic from spencers fc's instagram, but I dont think its visible
♥︎ what’s your post with the most notes?
Probably a lookbook of Jayden from like 2016 with 180ish notes
♥︎ how many mutuals do you have?
Lots I think !! At least 2 :)
♥︎ how many followers do you have?
Its just me and you bro
♥︎ how many people do you follow?
450 ! But I go through and unfollow all the time cause I hate the clutter
♥︎ have you ever made a shit post?
Everything I post is shit 😘
♥︎ did you have a fight/argument with another blog once? who won?
No im too scared of being thrown out of the community over something, so I just watch the drama and sometimes cry about it if it involves me in the slightest
♥︎ how do you feel about ‘you need to reblog this’ posts?
I ignore them most likely
♥︎ do you like tag games?
YeS
♥︎ do you like ask games?
YeS tag me
♥︎ which of your mutuals do you think is tumblr famous?
Too intimidated to tag them 😍
♥︎ do you have a crush on a mutual?
More like I wish I Were Them, if that counts as a crush
Anyway I'll tag @mystery-pixels, @spacy-ihl, @sincerelyasimmer and @daylight-sims if you guys wanna do this !!
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pablothefrog · 3 years
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"My child is completely fine" your child is emotionally attached to a piece of media aimed at children
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socialdisease609 · 2 years
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Hey guys, GENUINE QUESTION here.
I know how quick people can be to get angry, so I wanted to say that first, I'm legit just wanting to learn.
There are people out there who are shipping Yelena and Kate, to which I myself have felt some good chemistry between them while watching the show.
Looking through tags and responses, I see a lot of people saying Yelena is aroace.
I googled this because I love to see comic issues where things are made canon because these are milestone moments, and I'm a collector of such moments.
However, all I can find is that the co-creator said Yelena is "more likely to be asexual."
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It says here that "Yelena's asexuality has never been explored in any media." and that only the co-creator just shared her (edit: I googled Grayson due to a comment and turns out this article sucks even more because not even the writer knew Grayson was a woman 🙄) personal thoughts.
Once again, I'm not trying to negate representation, I'm just wondering if this is yet another instance of Marvel being too afraid to make it obvious.
I feel Marvel has a reputation of "making both sides happy" by keeping everything so vague that people looking for representation see something but the bigots who hate diversity in comics are still clueless enough to enjoy themselves.
For example, in the X-Men comics, people saw wlw subcontext in Kitty Pryde's friendships. Prime examples being Illyana Rasputin (Magik) and Rachel Summers. One of the most well-known Xmen writers, Chris Claremont once said that he saw Illyana as Kitty's first love and to him, Rachel was her True Love. However, Marvel only bothered to show Kitty having canon romantic and sexual relationships with any and every Peter in the world. Granted, Kitty was created in the 80s and things were different and many decades had to go by before Marvel finally let her be known as bisexual (THIS YEAR) by having her kiss another woman in a panel. But we haven't seen anything else after that, and there was no revelation of a more-than-platonic relationship between her and Illyana or Rachel, despite Claremont's vision, aside from a "gal pal straddle" and eye contact across a room lol
And speaking of Illyana, people have started to say Marvel has made her a canon pansexual because she offered to "make out" with three different types of individuals pre-fight, but many say its not clear and can just be taken as weird pre-fight taunting, not representation.
I mean, they also just recently officially stated Mystique and Destiny are married.
Basically, I think I just needed to get my frustration at Marvel off my chest.
Writers SAYING things and Marvel DOING things aren't always the same it seems because writers can give us crumbs all they can, but Marvel gatekeeping indisputable representation will always be in the way.
I know we all feel like things SHOULDN’T HAVE TO BE plainly stated for them to be true, but I feel like Marvel really, really needs to do it. Because if the audience doesn't know as a whole, it feels like a secret. It doesn't feel like they care about different communities, it feels like they're too afraid to actually stand up, and I'm really tired of it 😫
And I think, honestly, most of it has to do with characters who are women. Because Marvel most likely believes that these characters need to remain "sexually available" to the Dude Bro readers out there who will flip their shit and foam at the mouth when they learn a fictional character wouldn't be interested in them (even though like.... they're fictional, you never had a chance lol)
On a less rant-y note lol, if the basis of Yelena's asexuality is from Devin Grayson's words, wouldn't that mean that she could still be romantic? Asexuality doesn't always partner with being aromantic, couldn't people ship her romantically and still respect her asexuality?
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willow-salix · 3 years
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The Shirt
This little thing is for @misssquidtracy and @soniabigcheese and was supposed to be a ficlet (tell that to the 2.5k that came out). It came about after a throw away comment to Sonia last night and then John ‘helpfully’ dropped the whole thing in my head fully formed. Enjoy!
Thanks to the awesome @myladykayo​ for the gorgeous shot of this dude!
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"I don't need any new clothes, I told you that."
"And I didn't listen. Come on, John, you haven't bought anything new since college."
"And I'm happy with that, all of my clothes are perfectly serviceable," John continued to argue as Gordon towed him into yet another shop. 
As always they drew attention, Gordon because of his loud voice and, according to him, his swimmers body that the women loved. Gordon had always loved to be the center of attention, he'd reveled in it back in his Olympic days, proud of the knowledge that his promotional pictures had graced many a teenagers phone backgrounds and lock screens. 
John, on the other hand, had no idea what people saw in him and why they still watched him even when he was with his brothers. He knew his hair always drew looks and over the years he'd heard more than a few people whispering something about checking if he was a natural redhead, although he'd never wanted to stick around to listen too closely and had gotten out of there sharpish. He'd much rather just be left alone to fade into the background where his introverted wallflower tendencies could be appeased. 
"Well, I need new clothes and you can't leave a man to shop on his own, it's just not done," Gordon continued. 
"I'm pretty sure there's no such rule."
"I'm making it a rule, it's part of the bro code now," Gordon shot back, flicking through yet another rack of eye-wateringly bright shirts that even Hawaii would have disowned. 
"I reject your rule."
"You can't, I'm your baby brother, you have to be nice to me, that's in the bro code too."
"I demand to see written proof of this rule book that you seem to keep pulling things from whenever it suits you."
Gordon glanced at his brother, seeing his lips twitch as he fought valiantly to keep any display of amusement firmly at bay. John didn't often get the chance to hang out with his younger brother but he always enjoyed it, not that he'd ever admit that out loud, that would only encourage Gordon to up his annoyance level by at least five points. 
"Ha! You smiled, I'm off the hook!" 
"I did no such thing."
"You did, I saw it! The robot had a feeling- ow!" Gordon ducked out of the way, avoiding another cuff around the back of the head from his, far too lanky for his own good, brother who apparently had the reach of an orangutan. 
"I'm not a robot, you little jerk. Stand still so I can hit you properly." And there went the warm fuzzy feelings. Back to reminding himself just why said hang outs didn't happen more often. 
"Yeah, right! Like that's gonna happen." Gordon shimmied backwards through the rack of shirts that made the sun look dull and out the other side to freedom. "Too much time in space has made you slow, bro!" 
"What? HOW DARE YOU!" Without thinking John dived around the side of the rack, stretching out to grab at his grinning brother. "I'll show you who's slow!" 
"I am lightning, I am the wind!" Gordon dodged aside with perfect ease, avoiding the grasping fingers of his brother. 
"Full of wind, more like! Stand still!" How was the squid so fast? 
"Come on, old man, keep up!" 
John made another grab at the back of Gordon's shirt but the little shit wiggled out of his grasp like an eel. 
"Ha! Victory is mine!"
"I wouldn't be too sure about th-" WHUMP! John spluttered, screeching to a stop as he got a face full of fabric, evidently thrown by Gordon who'd decided that weapons were now in play. 
He flailed, tripping over the leg of a clothing rack as he stumbled blindly. He made a grab for the first solid feeling thing he could find, although his judgement of solid was woefully inadequate. He landed on the floor in a tangle of limbs, both his own and plastic, as the mannequin he'd inadvertently grabbed fell with him. 
"Gordon," he gasped, winded from his tumble, but the sound of his brother's hysterical laughter was all that he received by way of an answer. 
He yanked the material off his head, a shirt of some description by the looks of it, and staggered to his feet, dragging his dance partner up with him. 
He managed to get her upright and back on her stand after a great deal of huffing and many swear words muttered under his breath as Gordon continued to howl like a hyena, hanging onto a mirror to stop his own downward descent. 
Yanking her skirt back up where he'd accidentally yanked it down, John finally got the mannequin back in place and decently covered up. 
"Gordon stop laughing!" he ordered as he bent to pick up the shirt that had assaulted him before angrily turning to face his brother. 
"What a clumsy idiot," he heard someone whisper a few rows over, stopping him in his tracks. "Keep out of the way, he'll take us down with him next."
John ducked his head, his cheeks as red as his hair, wishing the ground would open up and swallow him whole. He hated being the center of attention and now, he risked a peek to confirm his suspicions, yep, now the whole store was looking at him. Great, just perfect. 
"I'm never coming shopping with you again," he hissed in Gordon's direction. 
"Too right. Did you see the shirt he's holding?" the woman's friend whispered back. "Anyone that picks out something like that should be avoided at all costs."
"He's looking, quick, pretend you haven't seen him!" Both women quickly looked away, suddenly extremely interested in a nearby coat. 
What were they talking about? John glanced down at the pile of fabric still clutched in his clenched fist. It was definitely a shirt of some description, beigey-brown in colour, but not just one shade, oh no, this monstrosity had at least four other shades of brown thrown in for good measure, all coming together in wavy lines of what-was-this-designer-thinking to form some kind of texan nightmare, complete with gaudy gold piping. It truly was hideous, quite honestly the most disgusting thing he'd ever laid eyes on and he'd trained with astronauts who didn't have control of their digestive systems yet. 
He looked around desperately to find somewhere to hide it away from his sight, ignoring Gordon who was taking deep breaths in an effort to calm down. 
There! He spotted a convenient looking pile of sweatpants on a shelf and moved over to stuff the offending article back into the depth of hell from whence it had crawled when a single, solitary thought tickled at the back of his brain. 
He paused, thinking, his brain hamster now awake and racing at top speed around its wheel. He glanced from the shirt to the women who had spoken before, then back down to the shirt. 
"I'm going to try this on," he announced to his stunned brother, marching past him to the changing rooms. 
He quickly stripped off his T-shirt, the one that declared that he was a communications engineer not a magician, and pulled on the horror shirt. Surprisingly enough it was actually made of quite a soft material, something his overly sensitive, due to time spent in low gravity, skin really appreciated. 
He pulled it closed and buttoned it up, rolling his shoulders to allow it to settle into place. It was remarkably comfortable, actually long enough in the body. He stretched out his arms, pleased to see that the cuffs didn't immediately hike up to his elbows. All good so far, but only one thing would assure its purchase…
He pushed open the changing room door and stepped outside. The effect was immediate as two men, three women and a toddler that had been independently milling around near the entrance took one look at him and, as one, turned as quickly as they could in the opposite direction. 
Grinning to himself he tugged the tag off the sleeve, grabbed his T-shirt from the changing room and headed to the counter. 
"I'll wear it out," he informed the cashier, loving the way he not so subtly averted his eyes, unable to look at him. "And I'll take as many as you have in stock in this size and the next one up too." The cashier rushed to do his bidding, desperate to save what remained of his eyesight. 
"See, I told you coming shopping with me was a good idea," Gordon grinned as they made their way back to the parking lot, their arms filled with bags. 
"I will admit that it had its advantages," John answered as they strode easily through the crowd that parted like the red sea, unwilling to risk being contaminated by their fashion flu. 
John breathed a sigh of relief, feeling like he could relax for the first time since they'd gotten there three hours before. 
"That shirt is magical," Gordon declared, watching in astounded awe as eyes all around them shifted to avoid looking in his brother's direction. "It's like a people repellent in clothing form, it's….it's…" he groped around for the right words. 
"It's perfect," John declared, lovingly stroking a sleeve like one would a beloved pet. And it truly was. It was like people had a filter, an ugly shirt firewall in their heads that made them avoid it at all costs.
He couldn't remember a time that he hadn't been stared at since the year he'd turned seventeen and hit his second growth spurt. In that year he'd shot up six inches, his lanky frame had filled out a little, his weedy arms turning into tightly packed muscles and he'd developed abs and a voice that had deepened a few octaves. Then, for some reason, his anxious aura with its go away vibes had become nothing but a challenge for most people, acting as a kind of siren call for them to latch on to him and decide that he needed to be included, chatted to and made the center of attention. 
Now it was like he was practically invisible and it felt amazing. Even with the neon orange shirt Gordon was wearing, people were mostly ignoring him. 
"I'm never taking this thing off again."
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"Why am I always the one doing the laundry for you lazy arses?" Selene bitched as she dragged a massive basket of assorted Tracy clobber into the lounge where the assorted Tracys owners sat around in various states of lazy. 
"Because you love us?" Gordon answered, grinning cheekily. 
"Nope, that can't be it," Selene retorted, sitting down on the steps of the seating area to begin the mammoth task that was sorting and folding. She dragged out one of Virgil's plaids and folded it into some semblance of order and dropped it on the floor to start his pile. 
"Let me help," John offered, moving to sit beside her and take some of the pile from her lap. 
"Thanks, gorgeous."
"Whipped," Scott teased, reaching for his coffee cup. "Hey, Sel, if you're the only one doing the laundry as you claim, how comes you haven't managed to wreck John's ugly shirts?"
"Why would I?" she shrugged, balling up a pair of Scott's socks. 
"Because I know you. Any excuse to shop, right?" 
The socks made a handy projectile as she threw them at his head. 
"Thanks!" Scott grinned, effortlessly plucking them from midair. "Seriously though, look at it."
Selene looked at the shirt that was currently hiding the delightful chest of her even more delightful husband. 
"I fail to see the problem with it."
"Really?" 
"Hey, leave my shirt alone, it's perfectly serviceable, thank you."
"It's old, it has to be at least seven years since you bought them," Gordon joined in. "They probably don't even make them any more."
"They don't," John said, concentrating on folding one of Alan's T-shirts into a perfect square. "So nothing had better happen to the ones I have left."
"Now's your chance," Alan whispered to Selene. "Kill them with fire and you'll never have to see them again."
"Yeah, you know that he's got much nicer clothes in his wardrobe," Scott added. 
"I've actually grown quite fond of them," Selene answered, carefully folding one she'd plucked from the depths of the pile, smoothing it out like it was something precious. 
All three Tracys, minus one Virgil who was down in the hangars no doubt creating more washing for her to do by getting covered in grease and muck, stared at her like she'd just announced that she was going back to blonde. 
"What? How? You said that he's never looked better than when he's wearing a decent shirt, I had to give you a drool cloth at your wedding."
"All true," she shrugged, folding one of Virgil's vests to the best of her ability. 
"Yet you continue to let him walk about in, what was it you called it, his rodeo clown shirt?" Gordon asked, completely bemused. "Are we missing something here?" 
"I'm a witch," she started by way of explanation. 
"Duh," Alan snorted. 
"And I have a healthy respect for glamour magic, and that right there," she continued as if she hadn't just been rudely interrupted, pointing at the shirt that John was wearing, "is the most magical thing I've ever seen in my life." 
All three of them burst out laughing, unable to believe what they were hearing. Selene waited patiently for them to finish cackling like they had just cursed Macbeth. 
"Allowing the shirts to live is doing the world, and my arrest record, a huge favour. Now, if you'll excuse us…" she got to her feet, relieved John of the socks he was busily matching and dragged him to his feet.
"OK, OK, I'll bite," Scott continued to chuckle, wiping the tears from his eyes. "What makes you think it's so magical?"
"That should be obvious, nothing short of a miracle could hide that amount of sexiness. Why do you think I'm good with him hiding in Five when he's wearing that space suit?" She dumped the half folded pile of washing back into the hamper.
"I've decided that you lot can sort your own laundry, because I've got the sudden and overwhelming urge to see that shirt on our bedroom floor. Later, fashion rejects."
John put up zero resistance. 
"I love this shirt," he grinned, waving a cheerful goodbye to his stunned brothers as his wife yanked on his hand, towing him bodily from the lounge and on to far more pleasant things than chores. 
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asexualdindjarin · 3 years
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Thank you for the tag @maderilien :)
How many works do you have on AO3?
12, plus one I orphaned earlier this year that is still on ao3
What’s your total AO3 word count?
40796
How many fandoms have you written for and what are they?
4, Mando/Star Wars, Les Miserables, A Song of Ice and Fire, and one joke crack fic from the early days of Vikings.
What are your top 5 fics by kudos?
All Dincobb!
Oh, It's You
the night's just the night
I like what you say
serve god, love me and mend
going to georgia
Do you respond to comments, why or why not?
Almost always!! Comments make me so happy even if it's just an emoji tbh
What’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending?
I'm not really much of an angst gremlin tbh. My Joncon attempted character study I haven't thought about in years but I think it's quite angsty given the canon - your unrequited love dies and you're left to take care of his son. One of my dincobb fics ends with Din leaving Mos Pelgo and he didn't come back because I ended the fic? Although another is currently at the same point but he will return
Do you write crossovers? If so what is the craziest one you’ve written?
Have you ever received hate on a fic?
No to both of the above
Do you write smut? If so what kind?
I have attempted to with little success. I have one smut posted (I like what you say), which is centred on asexuality. I get very self-conscious about smut, just because I don't think I have a good idea of what is sexy
Have you ever had a fic stolen?
Have you ever had a fic translated?
Both are no, I don't think anyone would really want to
Have you ever co-written a fic before?
Nope
What’s your all time favourite ship?
This is almost impossible. exR still grabs me by the throat every so often
What’s a WIP that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will?
I have a fic that I started intending to be about Din having weird dar'manda helmet feelings, but its currently up for adoption in the dincobb server if anyone wants it lol
What are your writing strengths?
I haven't really thought about it tbh. The most common thing I get is that my fic is cute and soft so that's something I guess? All of my fics feel slightly silly to me, which I personally enjoy but I don't know if others do.
What are your writing weaknesses?
I'm tryna keep it brief and not too negative. I think I struggle a lot with description, I have aphantasia and a shitty imagination lol. I also don't think my characterisations is particularly good or consistent but whatevs
What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?
I think it's fine - I love reading fics with extensive dialogue in Mando'a. I've written some stuff in Mando'a but nothing I've posted. I think providing a translation, at least in the end notes, is most helpful.
I'm a graduate student in a subject where dead language fluency is considered essential (oops) so it is a little annoying reading a paper at 3am in a hurry and someone's written something crucial to their argument without any translation. Like I could look this up but be a bro and help me plz. For this reason, I would always try to include translations
What was the first fandom you wrote for?
The first fic I wrote was an Ouran High School Host Club and Power Rangers fusion fic when I was 10 and I wish I was lying. My mum found it and showed it to people (she thought it was a sign of my creative genius or something 💀)
What’s your favourite fic you’ve written?
My favourite fic I've written is the nights just the night because asexual Din Djarin is my one true love
No pressure tagging: @kaijuscientists @chamomileteainabuttercup @staranon95
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voltsdolt · 4 years
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Hello folks! Recently there has a problem that I have seen that mainly involves sangcheng and wangxian posts here on Tumblr, by a user named HisoHiso.
I have, unfortunately, encountered this user in one of my sangcheng posts and I was pretty much displeased with how they acted. But, I didn't think much about them and just thought they were being a small hater - of course though, double checking doesn't hurt and I went into their blog to see whats up.
First of all, Yikes. Going through their blog was a large drain of my energy as at least most of what they posted or reblogged was filled with plenty of hate, cringe, and shockingly an unhealthy amount of obsession for Jiang Cheng. Now, its ok to like a character, even have them as your favorite! But there is a line and this person has crossed it.
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Bro...no.
Sadly enough, I wasn't the only one who got these hate replies on a ship or a character that is liked. If you like NHS and LWJ, expect this person to come out of whatever hole they are hiding and toss offensive replies at you. Not to mention how they freely use the r-slur and have even been abusing the word autism to try and get their attacks to be worse.
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At this point, I am just disgusted at how someone like this has the time to actually go through sangcheng and wangxian tags to actively hate on them. To not only attack the ship itself, but also content creators - from our writers to our artists. Even to users who wishes to play around a bit with headcanons.
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So basically, my dear fellow MDZS peeps, what I am trying to bring here is that if you ever encountered or haven't yet encountered this user. Which I'm pretty sure will most likely happen given how much free time they have. Please REPORT AND BLOCK!! Do NOT reply to them as you are most likely giving them what they want - a fight and a chance to just keep attacking. My advice is that it is best to ignore this anti as all they would do is just keep filling their posts and blog with an insufferable amount of hate.
So please heed my word and spread this around to let others know about HisoHiso. No one deserves to be attacked and disrespected because they like something that they do not.
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iamdorka · 4 years
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The making of the new album
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I wanted to post this hours ago but the wifi at the train station decided to be a bitch so I try to post it now. If it gets posted two times please love this one more, okay? 🙈
So as the release of his new album is closer and closer I decided to write something about it. Hope you will like it.
The making of the new album (headcanon)
- He was really excited about this one, because after opening about the demons in his head in Hotel Diablo on this one he really could show his true passion, every piece of it, without any restriction. He just kept pushing himself towards his truest self and you had to admire that, because his work was his life. Also he worked with some of the finest artist (including literally your heroes from your childhood and that got you even more excited if it was even possible).
- He loved when you were around in the studio even if you had nothing to do with music, your presence calmed him down even in his darkest moments. He needed that firm point in his life, he needed you.
- And you loved being there with him because even if listening to music, pretending you are sometimes Beyonce or other time the fearless frontgirl of a rockband like Hayley Williams was your only way engaging with music, seeing him creating his vision with his mates gave you a whole new understanding of literally everything. He was able to show you new things even after 2 years being in a relationship with him and you loved him for it, lived for it.
- You saw him at his lowest but also the highest point while creating this masterpiece and you were with him all along. You supported him and it meant the world to him, you knew it. He showed you that with words, with cute little actions.
- Yeah, you have to admit that sometimes it was a bit too much and it was hard for you to accept everything not that you should’ve accept everything. Even if you knew that he was working on a precious piece of his soul you weren’t blind. You saw that he was suffering inside. He needed to do this but the ache in your heart still was there it was really frightening sometimes.
- This creative process was a roller coaster for everybody. For him and for you too.
- He was overworking himself and sometimes he didn’t even notice it, which hurt you even more because half of your soul was him and seeing him like that was terrible. After creating and living in Hotel Diablo you knew it would come to this but really living it was different.
- You spent a lot of time alone too because he was on his feet 24/7 and slowing down never was an option for him. Yeah you knew that he was in love with music (beside you) but it still hurt like hell when you just couldn’t find him next to you when you needed him, when you were expecting him to be there.
- Even if you were with him in the last 2 years you still couldn't humanly imagine how he could manage being up and awake ALL THE TIME. Oh yeah... you knew how he could do that but you preferred not to think about it. He knew that his health wasn't at its peak and that you were mad at him because of it. He didn't accept worries from nobody... but you were different. Cliche or not.
- Sometimes but nowadays most of the time you just wanted to slap his beautiful face to beat some sense into him even if you knew it was a mission impossible. But not just he was who needed his other half... you needed him too and didn't want to lose him, not in a million years.
- The day when he finally showed the finished album to his label he wanted you to be there with him but your boss thought otherwise because he sent you to San Francisco the day before for a 2 day job. Your heart ache because you really wanted to be there with him and even if he didn't admit it he was a little but disappointed too.
- So you did everything humanly possible to get the work done in the shortest imaginable time, that's how you ended up on a train at 4am without getting any sleep just to get back in time to Los Angeles to be with him. He didn't know anything about it.
- You didn't even get home, you just cought an uber and with your suitcase and everything you were headed to Interscope.
- The only person who knew about your surprise appearance was Slim and he knew if he told anything to Colson you would gladly kill him with your bare hands without even thinking or blinking.
- You never got out of a car this fast because you got there exactly 5 minutes before them. (It was 10am and having Colson up at this time was a miracle to begin with but you did your own miracle too to be there on time.)
- 'I thought I will have to show them myself the album. You are late' when he entered the floor where the conference room was, you waited him there casually sitting on the couch not showing that it was hard even to breathe for you because you had to be that fast and you just fell to the couch a minute before. You tried to play it cool so you did.
- Not even saying a word as you stood up he brought you in his arms and hugged you like he hadn't seen you in ages. He had his girl with him.
- 'Am I dreaming?' he kissed your cheek as he let himself see your smiling face. For a brief moment he forgot why he was in that building.
- 'I know I'm your dream girl... but no, you are not.' you answered him smiling, biting your lip as you laced your fingers together not engaging in any pda because first: you two hated that, second: you had company and he had work to do, important work. 'But maybe I'm... because I haven't slept in the last 48 hours and I'm running on like 4 coffees' you murmured and when Slim gave you your new coffee you corrected yourself taking a sip from it. 'five and counting... '
- 'Good luck. I'M PROUD OF YOU AND I LOVE YOU' you told this to his lips as you sat down on the couch and he took his seat at the end of the big conference table. Everyone was ready, more than ready.
- He was living his best life and your heart was full of love watching him because he was enjoying every moment of this. He could not stop moving, you could see that he was already feeling himself at the live shows and he proved that too because he even got on the table dancing, rocking his soul to his new goodies.
- It really got your heart beat faster and even if you realised that some of the people didn't really appreciate your boyfriend that much, you couldn't care less because you could see how proud he was of his work. Sweat and blood. It was his, the best one yet.
- You even recorded him dancing on the table because it was the funniest shit ever and you knew his fans would appreciate it later. And you loved feeding them with quality content.
- When the presentation was over he could not hold himself back because when you stood up, wanting to congratulate him again (after all the other people) he picked you up and he was spinning with you not letting you to touch the ground. He was in an euphoric state and he didn't hide him.
- 'You are my world. Thanks for being here' he murmured to your neck and finally he put you down.
- 'I really am proud of you' you repeated yourself and you were glad Slim got closer to you as the people in the room started chatting about everything what was coming.
- 'You got it?' you asked him and he nodded without a word.
- 'Got what?' Colson asked cluelessly looking at you both.
- 'Nothing.' you replied as you asked him for his phone. 'But you just held yours a minute ago' he stated the truth. 'But I want... yours.' You asked politely again and he did finally what you asked him and without even thinking you gave immediately Slim the phone.
- 'Okay... I don't understand you. What are you up to?' he asked smirking at you.
- 'You... and me are up to catching a flight. You can't say no because I will handcuff you to me if you start to rebel. We are going on a little vacation right now.'
- 'You need this bro' Slim stated too watching as you didn't let Colson's hand from yours. 'I already fought with her because of this... and I didn't even have the slightest chance either... nor have you, so... just accept it'
- 'You really have a handcuff with you?' he asked the right question.
- 'Just bought a new pair in San Francisco, to make sure everything would be fine' he threatened him but you were sure that he would even enjoy if you used it right there and then.
- 'Ohh... it will be more than fine' he looked at you with the hungriest smirk on his lips.
- 'Please... get a room or whatever, but catch your flight because I think I'm gonna throw up in my mouth if I have to be with you two two more seconds' Slim said and you already were stealing the star of the moment leaving the place as fast as you arrived there.
- Maybe he had other plans, maybe the others did too but with the help of your very good friends you made sure everything would be okay. They agreed that he deserved this getaway before everything was coming and A LOT was coming. He needed that recharge and so did you.
- You managed to rent a beach house probably in the middle of nowhere and that place was exactly what you two needed. No internet, no people just the two of you and the calming sound of the ocean.
- Yeah, both of you were and still are the people who can't really sit in a place for more than a minute, because you had to do something but once in a while it was good just to... be. Because you just bought 'tickets to my downfall' and before all the craziness you had to remind him that he is a human being and if he loses his power he could not spread the energy to anybody else... not even himself.
Tag list (write me if you wanna be on it❤)
@no-shxt-sherl @kiss-yall @bakerkells @backoftheroomandnotbelonging @mgk-rooklover1997 @just-a-normal-fangirl18 @southernmgkpunk @thegunnerkelly @findingmyth @painkillerash @rosesinmars @rosegoldrichie @pinksocktingz @itjustkindahappenedreally @cclynn88 @bluehairedtracii
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dukeofriven · 5 years
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"Even terms like ‘good’ or ‘bad’ seem not just inconsequence but irrelevent." I'm disappointed you didn't throw in a reference to the Epilogues being "essential" lol (also typos). Seriously though, I love all of your analysis; it's really thoughtful and I want to read your Homestuck backlog when I have time. You bring up a lot I haven't thought about before!
Thank you. That simple phrase doesn’t do just to the gratitude, but thank you dearly. I’ve gotten a few responses like this and when I have time tonight I’m going to go through them all and thank people properly. Since more and more folks seem to be coming to this blog and hanging about I guess its time I formally made some kind of sidebar noting shit that I do. My sidebar - like literally all aspects of my account - have remained virtually untouched since their creation in Nov 2011: profile picture, side blurb, theme, et alia. I think I updated the text on my ask box within the last six months after getting so much anon hate that I got snarky about it, but that was it. Still, a sidebar listing some of my shit might be honestly useful,So in that spirit I already went through and added a ‘homestuck analysis’ tag to everything I’ve ever written about Homestuck that I thought might still be worth reading for one reason or another, and I’ll slap a chronological link on sometime in the next day or so, along with my liveblogs and anything I think relevant. Tumblr search is in some respects much better than it used to be if you search by blog - you can search by tag and filter by type and original posts and shit - but its still all stuck in a sidebar for no goddamn reason and its still an inordinate pain in the ass, so making it easier on people to find things is a public service. Also you might want to check-out the ‘hussie’s commentary’ tag - I’ve been going through Homestuck with commentary and noting comments I find noteworthy for one reason or another, sometimes with comments on my own. I think a lot of Homestuck analysis is so lousy because very few people try to understand the author - it’s a pure Death of The Author approach to a text that... well, doesn’t work at all for Homestuck. Barthes could not have conceived of a work that was so consciously written through interaction between author and reader and crafted by fans (though he could have at least prophesied it - Conan Doyle’s Sherlock Holmes revival stories were sixty years old by that point), Homestuck cannot be separated from the Author because the Author so consciously inserts himself into and around the text: to act as though the author can be severed from the work is absurb, and cuts a thinker off from an incredible important facet of textual understand. You might as well dismiss Homestuck’s time period as irrelevent to an understanding of the text.Anyways, Hussie’s commentary is worth taking a glance at if you want to know he thoughts on Bro Strider or Shrek 2. I’ll be throwing up some interesting this-blog-related tags later on - stay tuned.And thank you. It means a lot that people are reading what I write and taking something away they think worth keeping.
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I just read ALL of your drabbles and I'm in love with them 😍 I specially loved the ones about kieltraktaten, you described feelings in a way I haven't seen in other artists so carefuly and the DenNor one really touched me, I think that's how exactly they'd react.. It broke my heart a little... Your work is awesome, really. If you're accepting ideas, could you writte something with little Iceland and Norway in the future? Maybe (I know it isn't accurate) the reunion after Norway gained freedom?
i loved this idea since I got this ask.
Thank you so much for your kind words! This motivates me a lot :)
I hope you like it. You can read it here in ao3!
Please don’t tag this as Nor///Ice. Thanks.
Sigurd was finally free after all this time. Things weren’t going great with Berwald and he couldn’t take it anymore. He wasn’t Tino and certainly not Tino’s replacement.
He was done.
“I’m sorry. But I have to be on my own and you need to be on your own” Sigurd said to the Swede last night.
He was quite surprised to find out that Berwald felt the same way. They just weren’t meant to be together. At all.
Now Sigurdneeded to go to his own place. He was scared. He had never been on his own. Itwas so weird but at the same time, it was an adventure. A new chapter on hislife, as an independent nation.
He got backto his old house. It was not as fancy as Sweden’s or Denmark’s, but it was hishouse. He didn’t have to ask for permission or anything. He could whatever hewant.
He put hisbelongs near the entrance. He had a lot to do. And then he remembered. Therewas something he wanted to do for so long. He grabbed his stuff and closed thedoor.
His belovedlittle brother. He needed to see him again.
He wonderedif he hated him. Would he be excited to see him again? Or angry because he lefthim behind? He wrote several letters over the course of the century to hislittle brother. He missed him so much. He thought about him every day,wondering what he was doing that day.
And then,there was Magnus. He wasn’t sure about their relationship status. Sigurd, whilestill holding feelings towards the Dane, was sure that he wanted to be on hisown. Would Magnus be mad at him for that?
Sigurd tookthe next ship to Copenhagen.  He would explainto his boss later. Sometimes you got to do what your heart tells you. He wasnever impulsive as Magnus but for once, he felt like he was making the rightdecision.
Once he gotinto his compartment, he rested on the bed. Maybe he should had sent a letterto Magnus first. But then, how much time it would take to arrive to itsdestination? No, there was no room for hesitation.
For someoneas old as him, he felt like the trip was taking way too much time, like aneternity. But it was a different feeling than when he had to go to Stockholm.Now he was feeling a new embrace of hope. Maybe it was the sensation that freedombrought, something that until that moment he couldn’t comprehend. Now he couldunderstand all those new nations that recently got their independence.
When the shipfinally arrived at the city, he ran. Sigurd ran as much as he could. He didn’tcare about the crazy looks that people gave him. He wanted to get to the placethat he used to call home.
He had totake a break. He needed a rest.
“Damn” Hecomplained. But he couldn’t give up now. He was so close.
He lookedaround. Almost a century since he was taken away from Magnus’ side and he stillremembered how to get to his house. Of course, he was hoping that he still wasliving in the same place.
Herearranged his clothing. Would Emil or Magnus notice that he had been runningfrom the port? He tried to calm himself. But as closer he was getting, he feltmore and more excited.
Afterwalking so many kilometers, he found the house. What if Emil and Magnus weren’tthere? What if they refused to talk to him at all? Had Emil forgotten abouthim? He wasn’t sure if he wanted to find out. What if his insecurities were alltrue?
He shookhis head. He was too close to turn around. He had to face the reality. Hewalked slowly to the door. That was the moment he had dreamt for a long, longtime. He took a deep breath. He had to do it.
Sigurdcouldn’t believe it. He was so close to see him again. He knocked the door and anxiouslywaited. He could already hear Magnus’ voice and he couldn’t help but to smile.
The doorwas opened and Magnus was too surprised to even say something. He evenapproached Sigurd and grabbed him by his cheeks.
“Are youreal? Or am I dreaming?” The Dane asked. He had waited for that day to come forso long that he wasn’t even sure if it was just his imagination playing trickswith him.
“I can showyou how real I am if you don’t let me go” Sigurd was so uncomfortable. But atthe same time, he was relief to see Magnus again.
The Danelet him go but as soon as he did that, Sigurd dropped everything and hugged himtightly.
“I missedyou too, buddy” Magnus said, almost overwhelmed. He didn’t know how to react atall. He was so happy to see Sigurd once again.
And for acouple of minutes, the only person that existed for Sigurd was Magnus. He didn’tknow how much he wanted to see him until that reunion. Or how much he loved himstill.
“What’sgoing on?” A very soft voice asked from behind the Dane.
Magnusseparated from Sigurd and then he pushed little Emil to the front.
“Do youstill remember me?” Sigurd knelt down to see his brother.
Emil openedhis eyes widely. He first looked at Magnus and then at Sigurd. He couldn’tbelieve it. After all this time, his older brother came back. Just like theDane told him. Before he knew it, he was crying of happiness.
Sigurdhugged him and he didn’t want to let him go. What if something happened againand they were forced to be separated again?
“I thoughtyou would never come back” Emil admitted while still holding from Sigurd.
“It took mea while, but I’m here. I’m here for you” Sigurd reassured him. If this was adream, he didn’t want to wake up.
“Are yougoing to tell me a fairytale tonight? Like you used to” Emil requested his bigbrother.
“Hey! I’mnot a bad storyteller” Magnus complained. He tried his best to be there forEmil. Sometimes he felt he didn’t do enough.
Sigurd tooka deep breath.
“We’ll taketurns, what do you think, Emil?” He proposed because he didn’t want Magnus tobe left behind. After all, he had done an amazing job taking care of his littlebrother.
The littleboy nodded.
“Hey, don’tyou go and change into your pajamas while I talk to your big bro?” Magnussuggested. It was getting dark and there were some stuff that he wanted to askSigurd, but not in front of the kid.
Emil took aglance at Sigurd.
“You arenot going to leave, right?” He wanted to make sure that his big brother wouldstill be around.
“No. I’mnot leaving. Go and change” Sigurd asked him before standing up.
When Magnuswas sure that Emil couldn’t hear them, he managed to ask the question that hasbeen bothering from a while.
“Are yougoing to stay? Are you free from Berwald?” Magnus had so many doubts that hedidn’t know where to start.
“I’m notsure what I’m going to do. I’m sorry” Sigurd didn’t think about how he wasgoing to tell Magnus that they weren’t going to get back together. At least,not for a while.
Magnuslooked down.
“Hey. Let’senjoy ourselves for a while. I came to see you and Emil for a reason. Let’s notget sad” Sigurd felt responsible for letting Magnus down. But he didn’t wantMagnus to have hopes.
Magnustried to recompose himself. It wasn’t the answer that he wanted to hear. ButSigurd was right.
“I bet you arereally tired. Come in” He grabbed his baggage and entered the house.
Sigurdfollowed him and then he grabbed Magnus’ shirt.
“Can Isleep with you tonight? Like the old times…” If there was something that he hadmissed was how warm Magnus could be and how safe he felt when he was in hisarms.
Magnussmiled.
“Sure. Wehave a lot to catch up” Magnus was feeling hopeful again. Maybe it wasn’t thatbad after all.
Sigurdsmiled at him. It feel good to be at home again.
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