#but hasn’t explored it yet? like I can definitely see him having crushes on guys but being too shy to say anything

[one-more-offbeat-anthem]

I. “Sorry,” the guy says, his voice deep and sun-warmed. Dean steps back, extending his hands as if to say no problem, and then he recognizes the guy--it’s Castiel, the dude from the campus coffeeshop with the weird name that made a bunch of people look up, Dean included. 

“You’re Castiel,” Dean says. “I’m Dean.”

“I’ve never been introduced to myself before,” Castiel replies, but he’s grinning, and he sticks out his hand for Dean to shake. Dean helps Castiel pick up the papers he dropped when Dean ran into him, and they walk to their next class together, because it turns out Religion 101 and Intro to Philosophy are in the same building. Castiel tosses Dean a peace sign as he turns towards his classroom, and Dean waves back. 

II. A week later, Dean's outside his history professor’s office to get feedback on a paper when Castiel walks up, his head buried in a book. He looks up when Dean coughs, and then a smile grows on his face.

“How are you, Dean?” Castiel asks, as if there hasn’t been a gap in their conversation at all. 

“I’ve been better. Dr. Turner is about to ream me over this essay. I may have...left it until the last minute.” Dean paused. “How are you?”

“Trying to finish reading this book before my next class. I may have...also left it until the last minute.” Castiel’s smile grows broader. 

Just then, Dr. Turner opens his office door, and Dean smiles at Castiel ruefully. 

“Hey, Dean,” Castiel says, just as Dean follows Dr. Turner into the office and is about to close the door, “I never got a last name.”

“Winchester. You?”

“Novak.” 

III. “Who the hell would drive this monstrosity?” Benny, Dean’s coworker at the auto shop he works at after class, asks. They’re both staring at a massive gold Lincoln Continental from the seventies that has a popped tire and is, according to their boss, making “funny noises.”

“That would be me,” a familiar voice says, and Dean turns to see the shock of dark hair and vibrant blue gaze that indicates Castiel Novak. 

“Oh, hey, Cas--Castiel,” Dean says.

“Cas is fine. But yes, I drive this...’monstrosity.’” Cas uses finger quotes and everything. 

“You and Dean should get along, then,” Benny quips, “He acts like his car was God’s gift to mankind.”

“Hey!” Dean protests. “Baby demands respect.”

Cas quirks an eyebrow. “You call your car Baby?”

“So what?” Dean frowns at Cas, although it’s difficult, what with the twinkle he can see in the other guy’s eye. 

“So can you fix my car?”

“We can,” Benny says. “For sure.” 

After Cas leaves, Benny elbows Dean and winks at him. Dean decides to pretend not to know Benny for the rest of their shift. 

IV. They see each other all the time after that, almost like the universe is pushing them together. When Cas sees Dean’s car, his dad’s old 1967 Chevy Impala, he tells Dean it’s a “ridiculous” car, and Dean only doesn’t write him off completely because he’s starting to like Cas.

They run into each other in the student union or the library and do homework. If they’re both at the coffeeshop where Dean first heard Cas’ name, they sit together. Cas shows Dean pictures of his cats and Dean tells Cas stories about what his little brother, Sam, who’s still in high school, has been up to. He learns that Cas’ whole family lives over five hundred miles away, that Cas chose this university to get away from them. Cas learns in turn that Dean is only thirty minutes from his hometown on purpose, in case his mom or brother need him. 

Cas is a member of their university’s beekeeping club and he’s double majoring in philosophy and English. Dean doesn’t know what he wants to major in yet, maybe social work, so he’s getting all his pre-reqs out of the way. Cas says that it’s okay to not know what he wants to do, and Dean believes him. 

This goes on for a couple of months, and at some point hardly a day goes by where they don’t see each other, and it’s kind of the best thing that’s ever happened to Dean. 

V. Dean doesn’t often go to parties, but his friend Charlie who he met in DnD club found out about some frat having one this weekend and apparently they had to go, which is how he’s found himself standing awkwardly in the hallway of a random fraternity, nursing a potentially hazardous red Solo cup of jungle juice. 

“Well hey there, stranger.” 

Dean turns to see Cas holding a beer. “Hey,” Dean replies, feeling his face warm. He would be lying if he said he wasn’t attracted to Cas, but Cas is his friend, and besides, Cas is cool. Interesting. He writes poetry and wears vintage button-down shirts and paints his own Converse. Dean feels like he himself is what would happen if you made the midwest a person: flannel, leather, ripped jeans, work boots, none of it to be aesthetic. This is just what he looks like.

He runs a hand through his hair nervously, takes a sip of his drink.

“Come here often?” Cas asks after a moment. The hallway is dark, the music audible even though they aren’t in the main room.

“Ha.” Dean swirls his jungle juice. “Charlie--I’ve told you about her, I think--she dragged me here. Pretty sure she’s making out with her girlfriend on a couch as we speak.”

“She threw you to the wolves?”

“A little.” Dean smiles ruefully. “I’m usually reading mystery novels on the weekends and she told me I was boring.” “That’s funny.” Cas smiles with just his eyes. “I would say you’re anything but boring.” 

Dean shrugs. He’s glad for the dim lighting because he just knows his face is getting redder the longer this conversation goes on. He fidgets with the cuff of his flannel with the hand not holding his drink and stares off into space. 

“Hey Dean?” Cas says suddenly.

“Hm?”

“Do you like me?” Cas tilts his head slightly, like he always does. 

“What?” Dean sets his cup on the windowsill next to him. “Do I--what?”

“Just wondering. It’s alright if you don’t.”

Dean furrows his brow. “Do you...like me?” God, this feels like he’s in eighth grade again, crushing on the guy that would always let him borrow a pen in science class. 

Cas considers for a moment. “Definitely.”

Dean’s eyes widen. “Oh.”

Cas somehow tilts his head further. “Well?”

“Uh, yes. I, uh--” Dean fumbles, but he can’t take his eyes off Cas, who knocks back the rest of his beer and sets the bottle on the floor before stepping into Dean’s personal space. 

“Can I kiss you?” Cas is smiling.

“Please.” 

At first, it’s gentle--just a tentative press of lips, Dean can feel the upward curve of Cas’ lips. Then it turns into something a little heavier as Dean’s brain gets back online and he remembers that he has hands, and that’s Cas’ tongue, tentatively exploring, and then not-so-tentatively exploring, and Dean’s pretty sure he might explode.

Eventually they part--Cas has backed Dean against the nearest wall, and Dean has his hands on Cas’ hips, pulling them together, and then Cas leans his forehead against Dean’s.

“Hey Dean?”

“Mmm-hmm?” “Do you think I could get your phone number?” 

#ahh please no one hate that I kinda made dean shy here but shy dorky college au dean is my 1 weakness #destiel #mutual tags pls tell me if I'm annoying anhhhh bye #cillabee #usersheya #userstarry #casthyelle #offbeatwrites

[ramblingguy54]

Sonic & Tails R: A Love Letter To Miles Tails Prower’s Characterization

     Warning: This will contain massive spoilers for the short radio play series of Sonic & Tails R. If you haven’t listened to the radio play yet on Youtube, I’d highly recommend any hardcore Sonic fan who hasn’t seen it check it out. It’s one Hell of a treat.

     For as far back as I can remember in my childhood, Tails’ story of trying to step outta Sonic’s shadow has been such a resonating one for myself. Even when I was a much younger kid playing my Dreamcast, during entries like Sonic Adventure 1 & 2, there was some idea lingering about why Tails just stood out more emotionally in his journey to grow beyond depending on Sonic all the time for help. Now here I am a young adult in my late twenties having such a deeper appreciation of this little two tailed genius kiddo because he’s got an important element that’s made him so beloved for good reason.

     In spite of his genius being a rival to that of Eggman’s high IQ and of course proving to surpass it plenty of times when scenarios boil down to being a high stakes battle, Miles Tails Prower beneath it all is still just like any one of us. We’re all trying to find our place in this world about what defines us for who we are as unique people. He wants to be more than just seen as someone who’s alongside Sonic The Hedgehog’s never say die attitude, but prove he’s plenty capable of standing on his own two feet to protect everything the kid holds dear to himself. Underdog stories, when they’re naturally executed very well, can reel me in so easily. They are very much my bread & butter trope I adore seeing.

     To no one’s surprise, the two Sonic Adventure’s iterations portrayal of Tails’ characterization are hands down some of my favorite writing for the two tailed fox, regarding what the 3D era has done toward him, development wise. It gave him more of an existential struggle to endure like, “What happens when Sonic isn’t around to help stop Eggman? What if I’m not strong enough to accomplish what he can?”, making Tails plight to be seen as an equal all the more endearing when stopping Eggman in his climatic battle against the Egg Walker in Station Square. This here is a great use of a timeless lesson you can apply in life that if you set you heart and mind on anything, there isn’t a thing you can’t accomplish on your own, which is why many fell in love with Sonic Adventure 1 & 2′s writing for Miles Tails Prower’s journey of independence.

     As someone who comes from a large family tree of relatives, I feel the weight of my existence on my shoulders at a number of points more than I’d care to count, admittedly. Seeing Tails struggle with his sense of purpose, in contrast to observing how much Sonic has accomplished with his carefree, yet deeply compassionate attitude, means the world to me in watching another trying to comprehend their value as a whole on how much they matter, overall. This is a big part of why my fondness for SA1 & 2′s quality has never wavered over these years, besides still obviously enjoying most of their game play mechanics. People can try to debate to their heart’s content on whether the Adventure games still hold up in their own eyes, but I’ll always respect them for how they tried to develop certain characters, such as Tails, Gamma, and Shadow The Hedgehog notably, to attempt expanding upon their characters, as well as world building.

     I won’t bother going into a rant about how Sonic’s recent 3D games have butchered Tails’ personality & relatable nature, due to the current writers in charge of handling the cast of characters. More or less, I greatly empathize toward the notion many have already stated about Tails being so cowardly and God forbid, looking at Lost World, downright severely mean spirited. Rather, I’m obviously writing this lengthy post to breakdown why Sonic & Tails R succeeds, where these certain 3D games have greatly faltered in exploring Tails’ emotional dilemmas as an insecure, yet still having the courage to prove himself, talented boy full of hidden potential he doesn’t quite realize, until his back is against the wall in life threatening situations.

“That day, I realized I couldn’t depend on you forever. Not that I can’t depend on you, but like, “What happens when Sonic isn’t here?”, you know?”

     Sonic & Tails R further delves into this fundamental rule of what has defined Tails in Sonic Adventure 1 & 2′s stories of events where Sonic wasn’t there to aid his best bud in taking down Eggman’s evil efforts for global domination, most importantly his fear of defending the Earth without his role model. Besides what I already stated in SA1′s events in Station where he stopped the Egg Walker, as well as the missile Eggman launched from detonating before their climatic battle, Tails watched Sonic blow up in ARK’s capsule presuming him to be dead after Sonic imparted how much faith he has in the kid’s abilities to be truly strong in the face of any foe. Sonic & Tails R manages to use fan service in a way that doesn’t feel like “pandering” for the sake of it, using this past canon material to do more of an in-depth study about Miles’ anxieties of existing without Sonic.

     Wouldn’t put it past them if EmuEmi & crew were using SA2′s Sonic death fake out scene in that space capsule to further add trauma to Tails’ psychological attachment to Sonic, as well as his insecurities of depending on him too much, to boot. While it’s never obviously outright stated in their radio play, I definitely believe they were factoring this element into adding dramatic exploration for why Tails is so self-conscious about the worst case scenario of permanently losing Sonic. Watching Sonic supposedly die put Tails into a deeper state of self-reflection, so I very much enjoyed how they went using these past events to create a thorough exploration about him learning just as it’s important to realize you need to stand up for yourself without using someone else as a crutch all the time, it’s doubly important to remember there’s nothing wrong about asking someone for help when you’re about to be down and out with little options left.

     Sonic & Tails R beautifully builds upon the foundation these two games’ stories left behind years ago, creating new damn great material to explore with the most iconic characters of this cast, Sonic & Tails brotherly dynamic. I’ve been praising Sonic & Tails R out the wazoo for how well it captured Tails underdog story of overcoming death defying odds, but it managed to remind me how simply adorable and outright wonderfully endearing their brotherly chemistry is as a whole. This is a big friendly reminder Sonic isn’t all about being cocky wise cracking character making meta jokes left and right, but he can be plenty capable of showing serious compassion to anyone he values as an ally and friend. This is no greater evident, than with him verbally lifting Tails up in his time of need when he’s self-depreciating his own significance. It can be seen in Episodes 2, 4, and 7 giving Tails motivational pieces of advice.

    Episode 2 In Adabat’s Cavern

-Sonic: Wasn’t it your radar that helped us find these Emerald shards in the first place? How could you be slowing us down when you’ve gotten us this far?

-Tails: But, I...

-Sonic: I could never make something like that. You’re the smartest person I know, Tails. One way or another, we’ll figure this out, count on it.

         Episode 4 In Holoska After Helping Silver Save The Chao

-Sonic: So, what was that back there? At the cave, in Adabat? -Tails: What do you mean? -Sonic: Frozen stiff. Confidence shot. It’s not like you. It was more than feeling like you were “slowing us down”, right?

        Episode 7 Inside The Egg Carrier 3

-Sonic: Let’s split up! I’ll distract them and you can go after the energy source. -Tails: You’re gonna take them on all by yourself!? Let me help, Sonic! -Sonic: No time for this, Tails. Stop overthinking and just go! If I can get their attention, I’ll take the heat off of you and that room you’re going to probably won’t have any security. Take this emerald and I’ll take the other one we have. It’ll lead me right to you after I beat these guys. -Tails: O-Okay... -Sonic: Hold on, Tails! Listen to me. Don’t stop moving and be careful. I’ll be fine and so will you!

     Sonic & Tails R remembers the most crucial detail of their important relationship. One isn’t better than the other and needing to always rely upon that notion for helping one outta a jam, but instead showcases how they’re equals as a team/bros. Sonic may be super fast and strong, however Tails has his intelligence to analyze situations in a different angle Sonic wouldn’t necessarily consider, per say. Which isn’t to say Tails couldn’t put up a fight either, as we’ve seen in SA1 & SA2′s stories where he faced Eggman one on one with no outside help to best him at his own game of wits & strength.

     We get see the apex of this idea through Tails facing Eggman in his super improved mecha walker. Although Tails may get thrown for a loop here at first by Eggman, it’s his villainous speech about winners and losers in their world that ironically does the exact opposite of what he intended. Eggman wanted to crush Tails’ sense of self worth before finishing him off, but all it did was reignite the very lesson Sonic told him earlier before running to distract Eggman’s robotic minions. That said lesson of he’s more than capable of facing dangerous threats

-Eggman: Poor boy. We all have to learn this lesson, sooner or later. In every game there’s no one you can depend on. You’re all alone and you’re either a winner, or a loser. And as you know, loser’s lose all of their lives. Say goodbye, fox!

-Tails: You’re wrong! I can depend Sonic! I won’t let him down! I can’t because...Because he’s depending on me! And because of that I won’t lose to you!

     This radio play strikes a good balance in utilizing the grey moral area about depending on someone vs it being an unhealthy display of attachment derived from serious insecurity. Word’s can’t begin to describe how much I loved this moment to pieces because it’s oh so important for writing Tails’ characterization. If you’re going to tackle him being super self conscious about his reliance on Sonic, then you gotta remember why they are so close to one another to begin with. Sonic & Tails have an unbreakable connection, considering they’ve brought out their best qualities in themselves from being together as individuals. For Sonic, it’s his older brother compassion to Tails to bring him outta feeling melancholy. For Tails, the kid finally understands there isn’t anything wrong with depending on Sonic when he needs it most.

     After all, that’s what a real healthy friendship is all about. Whether you’re giving someone a dose of tough love, or simply a piece of motivational advice, it defines how much you truly care about someone, period. Sonic & Tails have this very same power from their bond, which is why new emeralds form from their compassionate friendship that hasn’t been shaken after all the years they’ve been together. Another detail worth noting is it adds to the lore in an impactful manner when Tikal expresses in Episode 8 about positive connections and thoughts from users of the Chaos Emeralds having a strong will & heart. Using the ideas they had for encapsulating Sonic & Tails’ dynamic to create new emeralds from their love for each other as brothers adds an emotional weight.

“So, Sonic’s not the only one who harness the power of the Chaos Emeralds? I can too!?”

“Yes, you have a strong heart! There is a power waiting to be unlocked within you, as well.”

          I’d always daydreamed about in my childhood seeing Super Sonic & Tails take down a threatening villain, whether it was Eggman or different powerful creature such as Chaos or the Biolizard. You can imagine how fucking giddy I was beyond belief to see this artwork of Episode 9′s cover for the radio play. Tails not only got to have another one on one with Eggman, but a team up with Super Sonic in his own respective Super form? Sign me the Hell up! Talk about an all you eat buffet of good writing for Tails’ journey reaching its climax. Getting to hear this play out, alongside the amazing song of Fly With Me, made it authentically feel like something straight outta if there were an installment of Sonic Adventure 3 being brought into reality, which certainly feels like it now.

     Episode 9 has so much awesome stuff with Sonic & Tails working together in their super forms. Particularly, my favorite scene is at the beginning when Sonic teaches Tails how to navigate his newly acquired speed in his respective Super form. My heart melted hearing Sonic help Tails through it all, while he was overjoyed about how fun this new form is for himself. Wholesome Sonic & Tails content is the perfect daily serotonin for me, easily. It’s an awesome fun fact to know they used a scrapped boss from Tails Tornado segment in SA1 for Eggman’s flying dragon three headed robot in their big final battle, once again using old canon material in a very effective manner to boost the quality of their fan made story.

     It’s been a real thrill to hear Mike Pollock play a straight forward serious Eggman making my day in more ways than one, considering that’s another thing I’ve been yearning for desperately besides Tails being a competent character again. His performance in Episode 9 when Eggman gave that speech about how long he’s been at odds with Sonic & Tails stubborn will power was simply excellent. The moment he told his mechanical dragon to crush them I got serious chills. That’s the Eggman I remember and grew up with. He could be a hammy villain sure, but Eggman wasn’t a doormat that could be swiftly beaten. Robotnik can be considered a serious threat in his own right and this radio play nailed it down to the very letter with how much he predicted their actions.

“Sonic, all I ever wanted to do was be like you. You’re not scared of anyone or anything. I could never be like that. At least, so I thought. I grew from that, but then I got so caught up in trying to prove it that thought it wasn’t okay to depend upon anyone, especially you. I just didn’t want to be that scared little kid in Station Square anymore, but now I understand. It’s okay to depend on your friends. It all means is that we’re stronger together, so the next time Eggman comes back and wants to start any trouble with you, or any of my friends. Emeralds or no emeralds, he’s gonna have to get past me and he won’t!”

Sonic By Episode 1′s End: Aww, yeah! Adventure, here we come!

Tails By Episode 10′s End: Aww, yeah! Adventure, here I come!

Turn your thoughts into power. Be all that you can be.

     The ending legit got me choked up because what of they decided to do for wrapping up Tails journey in a poetic fashion. Having Tails go off on his own separate journey to grow more independence pulled on my heart strings perfectly. Very much so, as I’m transitioning slowly, but surely, into gaining more freedom to go out into the outside world in my own life. Concluding the story, by Sonic & Tails holding onto the two Emeralds their bond had formed from positive energy, due to their powerful friendship, was so heartwarming. This is how you write an overview of what makes Sonic & Tails chemistry work so well as it does.

     Sonic & Tails R’s ending represents while some things never change, like Sonic and Tails bond for each other, it also shows there’s very much a necessity for people to grow, hence Tails’ whole solo journey in the epilogue. People can’t stay in the same place forever and will need go about finding their own path, even if it means saying “goodbye” periodically for a notable amount of time.

     It’s for these reasons I’ve listed in great explanation above throughout this detailed post cement Sonic & Tails R high on my list of favorite Sonic fan projects. They captured the magic of what made the Adventure games so beloved. Gonna be looking back on this passion project for many years to come. Everyone involved in this year long effort of a project dating all the way back Summer of 2020 ought to be immensely proud for how much their hard efforts paid off in the long run.

Thanks for taking the time to read my thoughts here! 

Hope you enjoyed. 

#sonic and tails r #emuemi #sonic the hedgehog #miles tails prower #sonic analysis #long post #dr eggman #sonic adventure #sonic adventure 2 #this fan project means so much to me #everyone poured their heart and soul into it

[johnkrrasinski]

dwindling, mercurial high

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Pairings: Andy Barber x female!reader 

Word count: 2,733

Warning: SMUT!!! infidelity/cheating, age gap, unprotected sex, dirty talk, angst, lots of angst. (MUST BE 18+) 

Summary: based on the song ‘illicit affairs’ by taylor swift. things changed between you and andy, the man you’d been crushing on for the longest time, after you returned home from college. what was born from a single glance & stolen stares turned into a secret addiction, something neither of you could get sober from. 

a/n: the idea piqued my imagination after watching taylor’s folklore long pond studio session and i wondered what it’d be like to be the third person instead of the cheated one, thus this angsty fic was born. reblog & feedback are always appreciated. 

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You closed your eyes as your back hit the wall repeatedly, you held onto him as tight as possible as you moaned in his ear. The bristle of his beard tickled your neck as he nipped your sensitive spot, causing your head to spin. The coil in your abdomen tightened, so did your legs around his waist, and you clenched around him, pushing him to thrust harder into you, chasing your orgasms. Your wailings grew louder and you cried out his name like prayer as his pace become sloppier.

Time became hazy as you plummeted into bliss while he continued to impale you, prolonging your release as well. You wanted the moment to last as long as possible as you presented your body as a vessel for him to obtain pleasure, the kind that he couldn’t get at home from his lovely wife. You didn’t mind that it took him longer to reach his peak, the comforting feeling of him being inside you was like cozying up to your favourite knit sweater and a cup of hot chocolate whilst it was raining outside.

But rains don’t last forever, and the sun was always around the corner, lurking to appear and scorch the planet once more, waking everyone up out of their comfortable place. And that’s what it was like being with Andy.

He groaned as he released deep inside you, resting his face on your shoulder while trying to catch his breath. He kissed you on the lips, claiming your mouth as you ran your fingers through his hair until he needed air. But you didn’t, because he was the air that you needed. Then he set you on your feet gently and he began putting on his clothes. “It’s stopped coming down, I should head back now, Laurie’s going to come home soon and I told her that I’d be working from home today. It’d be suspicious if I left the house without telling her.”

You nodded, “…okay.” But it wasn’t okay, how much longer were you going to have these clandestine meetings? How could you tell him that you wanted him to stay and hold you close just for once?

He slipped his feet into his shoes and untied the lace. You leaned on your hands against your study desk and watched his flushed state longingly as if you were trying to speak with your gaze and you wanted him to get the message because words would hurt both of you. He put on his coat and swung the hood over his head then stood before you, “are you okay, kid?”

No, how could you even ask me that? “Yeah.” He always asked the same question after every time you both made love but never once did you tell him the truth and he believed you. He kissed you on the forehead and there he goes, leaving you with your tears and fury once more without a single weight in his heart.

How did you end up here? It began last summer after you came back home from college. You were going to work in your father’s law firm once you finished law school and obtained your degree. Your father was a lawyer and had a good friendship with the Barbers since you were little. You even watched Jacob being born when Laurie went into labour. Besides living across from each other and worked in the same field, you were like a big sister to Jacob too. He was always a shy, introverted kid who didn’t make friends easily so Andy truly cherished your companion for his son.

You were always happy being a big sister figure to Jacob, you were both the only children so it was easy to bond over that. But what you’d never admit out loud, was also the fact that yous secretly had a crush on Jacob’s dad. What’s not to swoon over? Andy was extremely good looking, a good father and a loving husband. He was a top lawyer, courteous, soft-spoken and always treated you kindly whenever you came over.

It affected your dating life in high school because, despite all the boys asking you out, you never said yes to them. Because there was only one man that you wanted and you couldn’t have him. Even in college, you tried to forget him and seek for someone else, but even college boys couldn’t live up to Andy.

Three years went by and you finally returned home and were ready to start your career as a lawyer. Law and crimes always fascinated you because you believed that justice wasn’t as simple as black or white, or the good guy versus the bad guy so it came naturally for you to follow your father’s footsteps.

Your father invited the Barbers over for dinner to celebrate your homecoming. Laurie asked you about the college life and teased if you might’ve had dated a few boys and you nervously refuted the question by telling her that you were too busy with studying. Andy sat across you and you tried so hard not to make eye contact with him but you couldn’t fight the urge and you swore you saw him glance at you once or twice and he’d quickly look away once you caught him.

One afternoon, a couple of days after the dinner, when your father was at the court, and your mother was at her boutique, you decided to come over to the Barbers’ house. Jacob texted you earlier about his Physics homework and asked for your help on doing it. You were going to start working at the firm on Monday so you had plenty of spare time at home, doing whatever you wished for. You were bored, you had been reading books and watching Netflix all day so you decided to spend time helping Jacob with his homework.

You knocked on the door and texted him, “I’m outside.” You were a little early than the agreed time so Andy opened the door instead of the person you expected.

“Mr. Barber, hi! Is Jacob home yet?” You tried your best to keep your composure.

“No, he said he was staying for Math. He didn’t tell you?”

“Uh, he must’ve forgotten. He asked me earlier to help him with his homework and I thought I could come by early to hang out, but it’s fine, I’ll just come back later. Thanks, Mr. Barber.”

“You could come inside and wait for Jacob here if you want?” He offered.

“Um, are you sure, Mr. Barber? I don’t wanna be a bother.”

“No, please, Laurie hasn’t come home yet, and I’d appreciate the company. And just call me Andy.”

“Okay, yeah, sure. I’ve got no one to talk to at home yet, anyway. Except for my cat who only comes to me when she’s hungry.”

He chuckled at the joke as he closed the door behind you. “You want anything to drink?”

“Coffee would be nice, thank you Mr. Barber.”

He gave you a look at the nickname. “Sorry, I meant, Andy.”

“You’ve really grown since the last time I saw you, ____. You’ve even gotten good-looking.” He nonchalantly said whilst he was making your coffee. “Milk?”

“Huh?” your heart was beating fast at his flattering words. “Do you want some milk in your coffee?”

“Yes, please.” You gulped, mentally screaming at yourself to keep it together. “Are you saying that I was an ugly duckling, Andy?”

He chuckled, “no, what I meant was, your appearance definitely changed and I like it.” He served the coffee on the dining table where he laid a bunch of papers and a laptop and you tried to maintain your distance despite every cell in your body was begging for you to sit closer to him.

You hoped he couldn’t hear the way your breath hitched so you drank your coffee with shaky hands. He asked you about college or shared some advice in becoming a young lawyer. He also caught you up with stories that you missed while you were away. How he found out Jacob was bullied by this kid in his school and how he and Laurie had been arguing a lot lately.

“I’m sorry about that, Andy. But you two will work it out, what marriage doesn’t have its disputes, right? If you both had made it this far, I’m sure you can make it for many more years.”

“Thanks, ____. Be sure to keep that in mind if a guy starts a quarrel with you, okay?” He sipped his own coffee.

“I’ll have to find a guy first, I guess.”

“Are you not seeing anyone?” He gave you a quizzical look.

“No, just haven’t found the time, I guess.”

“Oh, c’mon. You’re an intelligent and attractive young woman. You should go out and explore.”

“And what if I couldn’t find one that I want, Andy?” You stirred your coffee, unable to look him in the eye.

“What do you want, ____?” He inched his face closer to you, making it hard to breathe. His ocean blue eyes bored into yours, with the kind of look that you never saw before. In this proximity, you could see how his pupils had dilated, filling the rim with darkness lust. And you didn’t question his intentions or what he was thinking but at that moment, you had never wanted him more. And you needed him. You needed him to grant your heart’s greatest desire. Him.

“You,” you voice was barely a whisper. “I want… You.”

“Say it, say it louder.”

“I want you, Andy. I’ve wanted you forever.”

Then as if the time had frozen, he slammed his lips onto yours, nearly causing your chair to fall back if only he didn’t catch you. Andy grabbed your face and kissed you with a burning passion. You shut your eyes, reeling from the swirling emotions in your stomach. It wasn’t butterflies but the whole damn zoo. Andy licked your bottom lip and you parted your mouth for him, allowing his tongue to enter and tangle itself with yours.

You whimpered and you felt Andy smirked at the way your body reacted to him. Andy then stood up and lifted you onto the table, and he slightly pulled your hair back, exposing your neck to him. He began trailing kisses there and his right hand roamed around your body until it reached the hem of your off-the-shoulder top and it travelled to your breast and he toyed with it, pinching the nipple and fondle with the globe.

“Andy…” taking your whimpers as a green light, he moved his hand down to the zipper of your jeans, fumbled with the buttons and he pulled them down just enough for his hand to caress your womanhood. Blood rushed to your cheeks when he felt your arousal. He shoved the G-string aside, allowing his fingers to stroke you.

“If I knew how much you wanted me, I would’ve made a move sooner, baby.”

The coalescence of his voice, his plump lips and his hands touching you all over nearly made you forgot where you were until the act was interrupted by Jacob’s voice from the door, “Dad, I’m home!” Andy quickly stopped his assault on you and let you go. You stood on shaky legs as you tried to smooth over your rumpled top and zip up your jeans.

Luckily, when Jacob found you both in the kitchen, he didn’t suspect anything and you followed him to his room, walking away from Andy as if nothing even happened. And that was the beginning of your doomed affair.

His infidelity carried on for months and none of you had found the strength to break it off. You knew it was wrong in so many ways. You always considered The Barbers as your second family despite your latent feelings for Andy. You’d be letting down so many people if they found out about this affair. Each time you both ran off to find escapism in a secluded place, you were consumed by guilt. Every time you told yourself that you can always stop, that he can always stop, you were choked with words. The desire has rooted itself way too deep and none of you could go back now.

It started in your room and once he’d grown weary of the atmosphere, he’d take you to a motel a little outside of town where nobody really knew who you were and it has now taken you to an empty parking lot. Andy laid on the reclined shotgun seat with his clothes off and his pants around his ankles. You leaned your hand on the window as his cock stretched you open from under.

He loved the way your breasts jiggled with each thrust. You had your shirt lifted just enough to display your breasts for him while your shorts and underwear were thrown off to the backseat. His cock was hitting your G-spot repeatedly, creating tantalizing friction. You writhed above him, screaming his name as loud as you possibly could with your mind disarrayed from his thrusts. He had both of his hands gripping your hips solidly, controlling your move as you rode him.

“After all the time I’ve fucked you, you’re still so tight,” He groaned. He moved one of his hands to breast, pinching the nipple and you mewled from the pleasurable sting. He slid his hand up to your throat, cutting off your airway, suffocating you. Your whimpers your muted but it didn’t stop you from moving up and down on him. His other hand slid under your body, he toyed with your wetness and rubbed your clit, causing you to clench around him. “You gonna cum all over my fat cock, baby?”

His filthy words never failed to arouse you. If anyone had told fifteen years old you that the man you had such admired and respect, though from afar, had a foul mouth during sex, you would’ve told them to piss off because they had no idea what the hell were they talking about, but now you had an explicit, front-row seat view of it, you couldn’t look at him any other way.

The way his cock rutted into you and the way his digits worked you over and over again, while his massive hand made you struggle for air, sent your body into overdrive and you cried out his name as if it was your salvation. Your brain was clouded with ecstasy as he continued to ram into you, chasing his own release.

You lost the power to straddle him and collapsed on top of him. Andy’s hands travelled back into your hips, locking you in place as you were pliable with your prolonged orgasm. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum too, baby.”

Then Andy emptied his seed into you, filling you up with his load, and he groaned out loud in your ear. You both tried to abate your breathing while he was still sheathed inside you. The closeness felt intimate and comforting and somehow it felt like you were committing treachery. Your limbs were intertwined and you didn’t wanna untangle yourself from him because you knew if you did, he’d drive you home and take the less travelled by road and that would be it.

There was no post-sex cuddling or aftercare. There was no murmuring soft words under a duvet and exchanging tender kisses while basking in the afterglow with him. Because that’s all this was, an illicit affair. All there was after a steamy rendezvous were quick showers to wash off traces of each other as if you didn’t even exist and a spontaneously fabricated tale so the other person wouldn’t know where the other one had truly been.

You wanted to throw things at him and scream, don’t you fucking call me kid or baby, I’m neither of those things. You wanted to hate him for the godforsaken mess he’d turned you into, but you couldn’t. Because he had shown you colours you couldn’t see with anyone else and you couldn’t erase the secret language he taught you from your mind despite the idiotic fool that he made you.

And no matter how many times you witnessed him kissing his wife like a loving spouse would and how long he made you wait for a call, you knew damn well that you’d do it all over again for him in a heartbeat.

#andy barber #andy barber x reader #andy barber imagine #andy barber x you #andy barber x y/n #andy baber smut #andy barber angst #andy barber one shot #andy barber fanfic #andy barber fic #chris evans imagine #chris evans smut #chris evans angst #chris evans fluff #andy barber au #chris evans one shot #chris evans x reader #chris evans x you #chris evans fic #chris evans fanfic #defending jacob

[twokinkybeans]

Inch By Inch (Sequel to Seven Inches - Tailor!AU)

A sequel to Seven Inches, written for both our TwoKinkyBeans July Exchange plus the line prompt that Lien sent me:

“Oh” Tony coos as Peter gives him another quick gasp. “Can’t get enough of me, can you?”

I hope you guys enjoy!!! 

Warnings: nff, smut, handcuffs, light dom/sub, pet names, a size kink I didn’t quite intend to write but IT HAPPENED.

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Peter stares at the supple material that’s spread out all over the desk. He swallows and reaches out for it. His fingers trace past the tightly woven twill texture. May, from the other side of the shop, cocks an eyebrow at him. “You’re alright up there?” Peter’s cheeks flare up right away. He tries to come up with a somewhat plausible excuse as to why he takes such a sudden interest in the navy blue material. He can’t think of any. The only thing that keeps replaying in his mind is Tony’s promise. He can nearly feel the man’s hot breath tickling on his ear again. “Make that tweed suit yourself, kid, and it’ll be the one I wear when I take that sweet little ass for the first time.”  The man had slapped is butt and resumed their earlier conversation as though nothing had happened. Fuck, he wants Tony so bad.

“I, eh-” Peter stutters, “-I want to learn how to make a suit myself.” May squints at him, searching his face. “Why do I have a feeling this has something to do with a certain customer?” She presses her lips together, but her eyes betray how she’s trying to hold back a wide grin. Peter smiles sheepishly.  “I wouldn’t know what you’re talking about.” “Mmmh.”

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Peter’s focus is nowhere to be found. He wants to listen to May as she gently explains different sewing techniques to him, he truly wants to. Yet, it’s only Tony’s voice he hears inside his mind. Gosh. He wonders what it’ll feel like to have Tony inside of him. Sure, he’s been topped by other guys before, but nothing is comparable to the size of Tony’s massive cock. He can already imagine it sticking out of the thick pants proudly. The suit itself would be a hot as fuck look without question. Would Peter be able to feel the structure of the fabric against his thighs? Feel every little fiber?

Peter craves it all. The man’s voice, his hot gaze. Since the ‘Shop Incident’, they haven’t even laid hands on each other again. Okay, well, they had. But nothing truly sexual. Just chaste kisses and whispered promises as it’d been impossible to find space in their shared schedules. Peter has been very occupied with his newly found Spider-Man duties now that Tony had taken the role as a mentor too. His new suit is insanely good, and Peter loves patrolling in it and exploring all the latest tech the man included. Tony has been busy also, and he hasn’t made it into the shop once.

“Peter Benjamin Parker, get your ass back to earth.” “Wha-” Peter breathes out startled and blinks a few times. There, he’s got no focus. 

No. 

Focus. 

“I don’t know what’s gotten into you, but your crush is as big as Stark’s wealth.” His aunt shakes her head almost teasingly. “Aaaargh, May, how do I get rid of it?” “You don’t. Well, you will eventually. But while it’s there, there’s nothing you can do to stop it. You’ll be walking with your head on cloud nine for quite some time.”

Peter is silent for a few seconds, letting her words sink in. “Do you… Do you think I’m too naive?” “How- Why do you think that?” “He’s Tony Stark, May. Am I… Delusional for thinking he might actually want me?” “It’s clear he does, isn’t it?” “I mean…” His voice trails off. May finally puts the fabric back down on the table.  “Yeah?” “More? I mean more. Oh, I don’t know. I don’t even know if I want more, then how can I even think about what he might want from me?” May makes a shushing noise, shaking her head and grabbing Peter’s hands within her own. She smiles sweetly at him in the way only she can. A warm, comforting feeling spreads in his chest, and his panic dies down. 

“Peter,” she whispers and tucks a loose curl back behind his ear. “As much as I understand your nerves… They’re only natural. And there’s no hurry. Now tell me, what’s with the suit? Every time you see it, you get a little weird.” “He… He made a promise about it.” “Oh?” “Mmmh, I’ll spare you the details.” “Oh.” She chuckles. “In that case, why don’t we get back to making it?” “That sounds like a solid plan.”

And that’s what they do.

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Peter’s heart hammers in his chest when his eyes dart up to the top of the immensely large building that is the Stark Tower. He’s been here before, obviously. But never as Peter. Always as Spider-Man- with the other Avengers around as well. Now, he’s just Peter. A tailor-in-learning. On his way to deliver a handmade suit to his crush/mentor/hero. Tony. Tony Stark. The richest man in the States. 

How the fuck did he get here.

He stares at the intimidating entrance. Men and women in their sophisticated clothes walk in and out of the building. He feels terribly out of place, but he takes a deep breath and pushes through his nerves. The large, busy foyer nearly overloads his sense. However, a few deep breaths help him to shut out the visual and audible stimuli. He strides over to the reception area and smiles politely at the lady behind the computer.  “Hi! I’m Peter, Peter Parker, Miss. I uh, I’m here to see Mr. Stark? About his new suit?” He holds up the package to show it. The woman returns his smile and nods.  “Let me check his schedule, Sir.”

Sir. Peter almost snorts but feels very proud at the same time. 

“Mr. Stark is expecting you in his private quarters. Here,” she says. She hands him a keycard and then points towards the elevator. “The keycard grants you access to both the elevator and his suite. It’ll take you to the right floor automatically. Please hand it in when you leave the building.” Peter nods, his jaw slack as he takes in all the information. He slides the keycard through his fingers, twisting- turning and playing with it nervously. Pressing his lips together, Peter thanks the lady once more and makes his way towards the elevator. 

It isn’t until he actually sets foot into the metal box that he realizes what exactly the woman had told him. He nearly gasps. His heart misses a beat and his cheeks heat up.

Private quarters.

Oh God- Oh God. Tony has set up the meeting in his private quarters. That means something. Doesn’t it? Or is he the type of man that doesn’t care about random people stalking through his living space? Peter has no clue. He hopes he’s an exception to the general rule. That no one else is allowed in the man’s suite. 

He hopes… Well- He hopes Tony and him are going to have sex. Real sex this time. Tony promised. He told Peter they would. He wouldn’t back down now, would he? Peter sighs, tapping his foot in restless motion. Peter eyes the small display indicating the floor they’re at and inhales slightly when he sees they’re nearly there. This is it. This is-

Ding.

Peter clutches the suit a little closer and hesitantly steps out. Everything in the Tower is absolutely gigantic, and apparently, the suite is no exception to that. Peter can’t even imagine having… This much space. The glass windows let the sunlight cast a golden glow over the man’s presumable costly possessions. He takes it all in. The large, plush sofa. The pool table. The fucking  hot tub in the middle of the room with circular descending steps around. A soft, instrumental beat is playing through the hidden speakers. Peter wonders how on earth he will find Tony seeing that this is just his leisure room.  “Mr.-” “Ah, Parker, there you are. I’ve been waiting for you.” 

Peter turns around startled and stares at the man leaning against the side of the bar. A smirk plays on Tony’s lips and he raises his glass. “You want some?” “I, eh-” Peter babbles, still a little dumbfounded. Tony flails his free hand, and Peter decides a quick why the fuck not. If he’s old enough to fuck whoever he wants, he can sure take a small drink, right?

A few minutes later, they’re seated on the large plush sofa. Peter sips his Tequila Sunrise cocktail. Tony insisted that Peter would enjoy it and much to Peter’s liking and dismay, Tony was right. He’s not 100% sure what’s in there, but he sure isn’t complaining. “So,” Tony smirked, “-I see you brought a new suit?” Peter eyes the suit, still neatly packed in its cover.  “I- I did, Mr. Stark. Would you like to try it on?” Tony tilts his head. His eyes burning, prodding and oh God- Peter can feel his own heartbeat speed up. “Show it to me first, boy.”

They stare at each other for a brief moment. They both know what’s happening. They’re slipping back into their roles. Just as they had in the shop. Tony’s voice already dropping a notch, the rough scratch in his words catching on his tongue so sweetly. So… Authoritative.  “Of course, Sir,” Peter gushes and rushes to pull the zipper down. Carefully, he takes out the suit, smiling slightly at the feel of the thick, textured fabric as it slides past his hands. Tweed suits are not very high in demand, but they definitely radiate a certain chic vibe. Maybe because it’s so timeless.  “Here you go.”

Peter stands up, holding the piece by the clothing hanger and blushes when he hears Tony’s appreciative hum. The man stands up too. Slow. Calculating. He strides closer, making Peter’s dick twitch every time the man’s leather soles hit the floor. When Tony stops right in front of him, the older man grins. “Oh, isn’t it just gorgeous,” he coos. “Almost as beautiful as you. Tell me, did you make this?” “I-I did, Sir. My aunt, uhm- May. She obviously helped me get the technique right.” “Goooooood.”

A pause.

“Now, be a good boy and help me change clothes.” “Yes, Mr. Stark,” Peter whispers breathlessly. For a short second, Peter waits for Tony to make the first move. It never comes- oh.  A strangled noise escapes from his throat when he takes a step closer. His fingers moving up to help Tony get out of his cardigan sweater. He’s the one making the movements, and yet it feels almost humiliating to undress Tony. In the very best way, of course. “Am I doin’ it right?” “Mmh- Just keep it up, honeycomb.” Peter nearly cracks up at the pet name, but the lustful look in Tony’s eyes keeps him going. He’s deliberately not being very careful. His fingers brushing past Tony’s naked, warm skin at every possible opportunity where he slides the fabric off the man’s shoulders. The icy, blue light coming from the Arc Reactor shining freely onto Peter’s face. It’s… Such a powerful device. Peter groans. “I can feel the vibrations,” he mumbles as he keeps staring at it. His hands slowly trace down now. He definitely should work a little faster if he wants the man inside him sooner rather than later. It’s not gonna happen automatically.  His hands work on the fly of the pants and he tugs them down impatiently. Then, he drops onto his knees. Carefully untying Tony’s shoelaces and taking them off together with the pants. All that’s left now are the tight, black undies. “Leave them on for now. Go on, dress me.”

-

“Oh, oh!” Peter whimpers out loud. His arms are shackled to the headboard above his head. His legs are draped over Tony’s still fully clothed shoulders and the man’s cock pounds into him harsh and fast. The soft, thick wool pants have slid down to Tony’s knees where it rests on the sturdy mattress. “Oh” Tony coos as Peter gives him another quick gasp. “Can’t get enough of me, can you?” “P-Please, gimme everything, every last inch of you,” Peter pants heavily. He feels so incredibly full. It’s nothing like he’s ever experienced before, and it only aids in riding his ecstasy more and more. He can’t really feel Tony’s balls slapping against his skin yet, and somehow it’s the only thing he’s ever wanted at this moment. “More, need more!” “Yes, ’m gonna make you fall apart at the seams,” Tony growls. He slows down his movements for a good second and tightens his secure grip on Peter’s hips, dragging him up a bit. Peter snorts at the pun, but the light chuckle morphs into a loud and pleading moan when Tony slowly but surely fills Peter up wholly. The weight of his balls finally settling against his skin. Peter’s eyes water at the near overwhelming intensity of pure happiness coursing through him. He did it. He took a full seven inches inside of him.

Everything that happens after that is one big blur. Tony manages to hold him up with just one hand, using the other to drag sweet strokes on Peter’s hard and leaking cock. Everything just feels so goddamn perfect, the fire in his stomach building and building and building and- “I can’t- I can’t stop oh fuck oh Tony!!” Peter cries out, cum spurting from his cock right onto his chest. His eyes are pressed shut, his head pressed back into the soft, fluffy pillow. “I keep coming...” he mumbles completely dazed. It’s true though, he can feel the muscles jerk- aiding in forcing even the last few drops out of him.  Tony’s hips stutter. His breathing simply stops as he presses into Peter with such force that it brushes past Peter’s overstimulated prostate again. It stays there when the cum oozes from the man’s dick. It fills him up, Peter can feel the slight pulsing inside of him. 

“Oh, sweet boy…” Tony murmurs after a few seconds of undisturbed serenity. The firm grip suddenly becomes a very soft caress on Peter’s tired muscles, and it’s only then that he feels they’re trembling. Slowly, Tony helps him put his legs down. As a result, his cock slips out, and Peter gasps when his hole desperately tries to clench around nothing after the fast pounding it received.  “Mmh- feels cold,” he mumbles. Tony is quick to respond to that, shifting around so he’s able to tug the sheets up to cover the exhausted boy. Peter lets out an appreciative groan.  “So,” he smiles sleepily, the tiredness catching up with him, “-do you like your new suit?” Tony snorts, and he nods. “It’s perfect, such hidden talent in you, Spider-Boy.” “Oh, go fuck yourself,” he giggles. Tony tilts his head playfully. “Nah, I’d rather fuck you. After a short break, obviously.”

Peter gives the man a teasing push, only to draw him down and nuzzle into his chest. He might not be sure what Tony wants from him, but Peter sure as fuck wants cuddles right here, right now. “Hug me.” “As you wish, honeycomb.”

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[mistymark]

nct + wayv as types of friends

this isn't ordered im so sorry

Johnny: the hot guy friend that you wish you had fallen for, you've been friends for absolute years, probably met you when you were still sporting middle school acne and braces, he knows exactly what you look like when you wake up with a hangover and last night’s makeup still on, you always have a shoulder to cry on and he’s always slinging an arm across your shoulders just cause youre the perfect height, likes driving you places, stressed if you drive

Taeil: the older brother friend that jokes around with you all the time out of love, your parents probably love him more than they love you, invites himself over for dinner a lot and pretends your parents invited him without you, gets really happy when they go along it, accompanies you on errands just to spend time with you, makes you buy things for him as a reward, ends up buying you more stuff

Taeyong: the how-are-you-even-friends-he’s-so-out-of-your-league friend that you’re genuinely still surprised he hasn’t abandoned you yet, he doesnt notice the stares from others when you hang out, holds your hand platonically, jokes about how if hes not married when hes 40 hes going to propose to you, gets flustered when you assure him hell be lucky to make it to 30 without being snatched up, wonders why you can't believe the same thing for yourself when you're the greatest person in the world to him

Yuta: the k-drama guy friend that used to make you question how you felt about him, treats you like a sister, invites you on family outings and trips with his fam, everyone thinks you’ve been harbouring secret feeling for each other, but youre honestly just very comfortable around each other, will 100% pick you up and carry you around like its nothing, doesn’t understand why other girls that he dates get jealous

Kun: the too-perfect friend that honestly just has everything under control, he’s excelling at everything it makes you feel like even more of a mess, but he’s always willing to help you out, laughs at you a lot but he really doesn’t mean to, wonders why he’s friends with you but spends 5 minutes in your company and realises how much he loves you, brings you souvenirs from countries he’s visited when he goes on holidays

Lucas: the boyfriend-but-we’re-not-dating friend that treats you like his girlfriend basically, looks at you like you’re his entire world, daydreams about moving in with you and travelling and exploring the world with you, brings you as his date to every fancy event, constantly says you deserve better than any guy you date, tries to set you up with "worthy guys" (his friends), gets offended when you ask if he means himself

Mark: the FaceTime friend that you don't always see because he's so busy, but he facetimes and calls and texts whenever he can, stays up late on FaceTime with you to keep you company while you study, always makes you laugh, invites you to do really fun and odd activities over the summer, texts you dumb memes during that day, asks to call you when it's late at night, likes to sit at a convenience store or cafe and just talking when you hang out, always gives you a really big hug before you leave

Jaehyun: the friend your parents wish you would date, sweet and charming and always brings something when he's invited over for dinner, laughs warmly when your parents ask for the millionth time why you're not together when you're both single, dedicates songs to you on the radio passive aggressively like "here's to the person who thinks Bohemian Rhapsody is by AC/DC", won't ever (intentionally) embarrass you, once said he wanted to spend every valentines with you and didn't realise the connotation until later

Jaemin: the friend that makes everyone else wish they had a friend like him, has his own shit but hides it so well everyone thinks he's perfect, brings a bag full of snacks whenever you hang out, texts you when he's away with sad faces saying he misses you, platonic PDA, says he wants to watch a movie but ends up talking through it, you end up sitting normally on opposite ends of the couches but suddenly one of you lying against the other and that's completely normal, you spend hours in each other's bedrooms alone and no one bats and eye

Doyoung: the friend you want to keep for the rest of your life, he somehow knew how to adult at like age fifteen, the one you call when your microwave breaks or you get a flat tire, you get called mom and dad by your other friends, except doyoung is mom and you're dad, you see him shirtless a lot, laughs when you throw clothes at him and yell at him to get dressed, probably has a box of his stuff at your place because he never leaves, likes going out at night with you

Renjun: probably the friend you had a crush on when you were a kid, grown up together but you weren’t particularly close back then, “weren’t you the one in fourth grade who-”, constantly steals your food but always offers you half of whatever he’s got, “it’s your turn to pay”, once accidentally stood up a date because you asked him to come over and he forgot he had somewhere else to be, falls asleep way later than you so when he stays over you always wake up to some new piece of art he did cause he was bored

Winwin: the savage friend who will not let you live, basically acts like he hates you, squirms away and looks disgusted when you cuddle him, rolls his eyes and hugs you back when you pout at him, buys you coffee a lot, likes it when you try and sneakily take pictures and videos of him because he looks good, complains that his parents like you more than they like him, actually doesn’t hate wearing matching clothes, happy to do whatever when you hang out

Jeno: basically Kun part two, he is just so good at everything you feel infinitely inferior, always trying to impress you by doing some cool new trick, likes going to the park or local playground with you, you act like children around each other, offers to buy you ice cream when youre sad, ends up eating half of it himself, tells you that youre pretty with only a little bit of blushing, regrets agreeing to go to the school dance as a group and wishes he’d just asked you to be his date

Donghyuck: the teasing friend, hes basically your annoying little brother, which you absolutely adore about your friendship, makes you feel like a queen because he wants your attention so much, asks you to come over to help him study so he can spend time with you, video game competitions are a must, lots of playful bets, he asks you to be his date to the school dance in a joking “ur alright I guess lol” way but hes also kinda shy about it

Chenle: the friend that used to have a crush on you, he got over it pretty quickly after you became friends, always doing dumb stuff so if youre not there to do it with him hes sending you photos and videos of him doing it by himself, tells you that you should come with him on family vacations and actually means it, sends you happy birthday texts at midnight so he can be the first one, interrupts FaceTime calls with “hold on I gotta take a shit”

Jisung: (you guessed it) the baby friend that you feel like you need to protect, he actually ends up protecting you most of the time, hes kind of a human shield, laughs when you hide behind him, frowns when you squish his cheeks, his favourite place to hang out is your house, likes walking to the convenience store for snacks but pretends he doesnt, lies on your bed dramatically and asks you to go without him, shocked when you pretend to leave without him

Hendery: your knight in shining armour, you first became friends as kids when a teacher was accusing you of something (you definitely did do) but he stuck up for you and got you out of trouble, has been doing it ever since, asks you why youre not in love with him yet, best moral support and study buddy, gets offended when you tell him hes not your first choice for a date to the dance, definitely is your first choice tho

Xiaojun: the platonic-or-romantic friend that you always wonder about, actually kind of romantic, plays songs for you, isn't afraid to sing for you, laughs when you mess up the lyrics of songs, lends you his jackets and hoodies, daydreams about what it would be like if you dated and wonders if it would be weird, neither of you are interested in that though, steals your coffee and screws his face up when its not what he normally gets, impromptu sleepovers

Yangyang: the childhood best friend, been your best friend for years and won't let you forget it, jokingly gets jealous when he feels like hes being ‘’’replaced’’’, likes going shopping with you, very blunt about what looks good and what doesn’t, gives you things to try on as a joke, probably has a good texting relationship with your mother, smiles with pride when his pets like you, has a list of places he wants to go with you saved on his phone

Ten: the friend that acts like a five year old, always makes you smile and laugh, tires you out sometimes because he just has so much energy, dances with you around your living room, smiles really wide when you tell him hes handsome, teases you that you should just confess that youre in love with him, makes fun of you a lot and its so funny that you laugh along too, your contact name in his phone switches between “love of my life <3″ and “bitch”

Jungwoo: the confident friend, hes not afraid to embarrass you in public, yells across stores and restaurants for you, shoves his camera in your face to get funny photos of you, likes spending time with you in parks and outdoors, complains about it though, laughs when you complain that he takes up too much room on your couch and slouches so that he takes up even more, uses you as a pillow

#nct #wayv #nct fluff #nct as friends #wayv as friends #nct as best friends #wayv as best friends #wayv fluff #nct drabbles #wayv drabbles #nct ot21 #nct ot18 #fluff #nct scenarios #wayv scenarios #nct imagines #wayv imagines #nct dream #nct 127 #nct dream fluff #nct 127 fluff #nct dream as best friends

[goldandlights]

the white wolf’s pelt

rating: teen+ pairing: geraskier, brief mention of jaskier/some-other-guy tags: established open relationship (will I ever write anything else anymore? unlikely.), casual sex, body hair (lots of it), scent kink, sad!Geralt, tooth-rotting fluff and crack

In which Jaskier makes a terrible decision and his Witcher pays the price.

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Geralt is truly addicted -to Jaskier’s body hair, that is.

When they're in bed the Witcher will nose and scratch at the thick mat of hair on the bardlings front, greedily sucking in the musky rich smell of him like there is no finer scent in all the world. Hell, Jaskier is pretty sure the only reason Geralt hasn’t yet tried to physically roll in it is because such an action would surely crush some ribs and Jaskier needs those intact! Thank you very much!

It is kinda weird. Maybe a lot weird even. But then again, Jaskier is probably even weirder for getting off on it so much. There are few things which can make him as instantly, desperately hard as having his darling lover reduced to a growling mess, pawing at Jaskier’s body eagerly, almost reverently. It makes him feel loved and wanted, deeply flattered at the shameless display of desire from his taciturn companion.

Sadly he takes neither of these things into consideration, when, one rainy summer morning in a tiny village at the ass-end of the world, Jaskier decides to shave it all off .

Geralt is out on a contract, gone for four days and likely not to be back for another two or three. Jaskier would be out of his mind by now, close to death by acute boredom, if it wasn't for the handsome blacksmith with whom he enjoys himself at every possible opportunity (which are many… Jaskier can be quite persuasive).

This blacksmith though, himself a tall, broad, hairy fellow, quite clearly has more of a taste for boyish sort of men. And Jaskier might look the part while all donned up in his colourful, pretty minstrel clothes but not so much when those clothes come off . The smith is too sensible to say anything of course, yet Jaskier can feel the slight hesitation whenever wandering hands encounter a patch of his thick, dark body hair.

So, with literally nothing else to do but wait for the next round of fucking or Geralts return (whichever comes first), Jaskier borrows a nice, sharp knife and goes to work.

After three painful little cuts in his armpits and one by his hips, he wisely decides to leave his pubes untouched. Accidental self-castration would be quite exciting but he’s not that desperate yet.

Otherwise though, the bardling ends up nice and smooth, skin pink and flushed from the unfamiliar irritation. It’s actually quite pleasant to touch and he spends some time exploring the new sensation before presenting himself to his bedfellow. Predictably, the blacksmith goes absolutely crazy, taking Jaskier right where they stand in the middle of his workshop and then twice more on the way back to the bed.

Living in a secluded, mostly conservative little village like this must be an intensely frustrating experience. Jaskier can’t relate but for the time being, he's happy to help out.

Regret sets in 48 hours later, which is when the lovely feel of baby smooth skin has fully turned into the burn of itchy stubble. It becomes complete after yet another day when the clopping of hooves announces his White Wolf's victorious return.

Depending on how a hunt goes and how much distance there was to cover, Geralt will usually be either horny as hell (if it was too easy or just challenging enough to get him pumped but not to tire him out) or exhausted as hell (mostly when customers lie to drive down the price and two drowners turn out to be a whole pack of werewolves). This is one of the horny cases.

Apparently the Nekker nests were both well hidden and unexpectedly large; It took Geralt two whole days to find them, a day to form a plan of action and another four days to prepare, carry it out and return to the village trophies in hand. Not a hard contract but definitely a tedious one. Especially since it's been raining cats and dogs for weeks and every square centimetre of uncovered ground has turned into ankle-deep, stinking muck.

The Witcher standing before Jaskier looks more like a drowned rat than the strappingly handsome hunk that left here a week ago and the bard insists on a bath before any reunion ravaging is allowed to happen.

He feels a bit sorry now for having allowed the blacksmith such frequent use of his body; it will be a few days before his hole can take another pounding (even more so because Geralt’s huge girth is a challenge at the best of times). Luckily though, Jaskier knows about a hundred ways to satisfy the itch under his Witcher’s skin. He will endeavour to make full use of that knowledge tonight. For better or worse, the White Wolf, bless his affection-starved little heart, is not particularly picky about the loving he receives.

What Jaskier didn't prepare for is the look of damn near devastation on Geralt's face when he, scrubbed pink and clean, finally allowed to embrace his much-missed bard, greedily pushes his hands up under Jaskier’s loose white shirt and finds only prickly stubble instead of the usual magnificent pelt.

Oh, it should be funny. And Jaskier will laugh about it later, but at that moment, the utter betrayal on his partners face makes it seem like breaking all four of Roache’s legs would have been the lesser offence by far.

“Uhm, I can explain?” he tries tentatively, “You know, there was that smith that I told you about and he seemed to-”

“What you do with your body is none of my business.”

Hmhm. Yeah, that's what Geralt says and Jaskier appreciates the sentiment, really. But the strangely forlorn way his hands still roam the bard’s belly, dipping under the waistline of Jaskiers trousers and relaxing almost imperceptibly at the still intact thatch of hair they find there is... well, it's just sad and makes Jaskier feel quite terrible.

“If it’s any consolation, my hair always grows really fast?” he ventures, trying to console his distraught Witcher, “I shaved just a few days ago, see, it's already coming back quite vigorously…”

“Hm.” Geralt grunts. It’s not working.

“Oh come onnnn…” Jaskier whines, putting both his hands on his beloved's dour face and pushing at his cheeks obnoxiously in a vain effort to cheer him up. “It’s just some hair. Is it really so important?”

“Smells like you,” the squished Witcher replies with a grumble.

“Uh, yeah. And it's actually kinda rank sometimes. I don't get how it doesn't bother you with your enhanced senses.”

It’s true, Jaskier has been curious about that for a while now. Releasing his hold on the Witcher’s face, he moves to card his fingers through the invitingly soft strands of hair instead. Geralt shrugs lightly in response before turning his head to nose at Jaskiers wrist.

“It's you. So it's good,” he murmurs, muffled against the skin.

It is such a simple explanation but might just cut to the very core of the matter. Jaskier’s chest swells with warmth and adoration. He knows to listen for the words that Geralt does not say.

“Alright,” Jaskier peppers feather-light kisses from the Witchers' cheek down to his mouth. When their lips meet, it’s like rain after months of drought. A week apart was a week too long.

“Tell me how to make it up to you, darling,” another kiss, “Wanna suck my cock? You can fuck my thighs later.”

“Mmmh.”

They’re moving again. Stepping lightly over hastily dropped clothes to the bed allocated to them in one of the empty cottages.

Jaskier will never really get used to staying in the houses of the dead but in villages such as this, where there is no inn or tavern, it’s vastly preferable to whatever barn or stable they’d be offered instead.

“Was he good to you?”

“Hm? Who?”

Jaskier’s last piece of clothing falls to the floor. The bed is soft and Geralt less so, mouth sucking bruises into vulnerable skin.

“The blacksmith.”

“Oh.” Jaskier has already forgotten him, “Oh yes, he was very nice. It’s always amazing to meet someone even less talkative than you.”

The low growl rumbling through the Witchers broad chest makes Jaskier giggle and push closer. He wants to feel those vibrations in his own body, through every centimetre of his skin. Geralt's cock jumps where it’s pressed against his hip, already wet at the tip.

Yielding easily to the bard’s hand pushing on his shoulder, the Witcher soon starts moving downwards, nipping reproachfully at Jaskier’s plucked-chicken chest all the way. The human huffs out a laugh, painfully fond; may the Gods save him from the wrath of this grouchy creature.

Geralt visibly (to the trained eye at least) perks up when he reaches the v between the bardlings legs and settles in, immediately pressing his face into the nest of pubic hair. He hums happily and breathes in deep, nosing at the base of Jaskier’s swelling cock. Propped up on his elbows, Jaskier can see the Witcher’s hips twitching down into the sheets already. He’s sure to come like this at least once, mouth stuffed and all senses overloaded with Jaskier’s taste, his scent and the lovely sounds spilling from his bitten-red lips.

Fucking adorable is Jaskier's last haphazard thought before Geralt swallows him down to the root and stars burst behind his eyelids.

fin.

read it on ao3

#geraskier #geralt x jaskier #gerskier #the witcher #my writing #jaskier is 1 hairy bard #and geralt is very appreciative #i had a lot of fun writing this #it's very fluffy #with like #zero angst #amazing #hope you enjoy!

[gryffindorcls]

More Than Just a Friend:  Chapter 1

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Hello, lovely readers!  Thank you for taking the time to read!

This fic was inspired by @gale-of-the-nomads ‘s chat post.  You can find it here.

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After patrol, Adrien face planted onto his bed and groaned.  Plagg watched as his holder mumbled incoherent ramblings into his comforter.  There was only so much a Kwami could take, and he was really close to reaching his limit.  This kid needed help.

“Adrien,” Plagg called out in a sing-song voice.

“Hrrrrmmm,” his chosen responded without removing his face from the bedspread.

“You okay there, kid?”

“HRRRRRrrrruuuuGH!”

“So...is that a no?”

Adrien breathed deeply and pushed himself up into a sitting position.  “I’m frustrated, Plagg.”

“Yes,” Plagg responded, nodding his head, “That much I can tell.”

“I JUST DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO!”

“Are you going to make me listen to you talk about it all night?”

The visibly distressed teen ignored the Kwami’s question.  “It’s just...why couldn’t Ladybug be someone I know?  It would make all of this so much easier!”

Plagg shook his head and sighed.  “I will take that as a yes.  I guess I should get comfortable.”

“You don’t understand.”

“To be perfectly fair, I rarely understand you.”

“She feels so unreachable and yet strangely...close?  I don’t know anymore.  If only she was someone like...Marinette...you know?  That would be great!”

Plagg choked on air.  “Woah...wait?  Why bakery girl?  What’s so special about her?”

Adrien scrunched his face in thought.  “Well, I guess it’s because she’s already an everyday hero.  She’s always standing up for others and making sure that everyone feels included.  Marinette may get nervous sometimes, but she’s also brave, smart, kind, and helpful.  She’s pretty and super talented.  It would be great if Ladybug was someone like her...or even if it was her.”

“Are you sure it would be great if it was her?  Didn’t you tell me that she liked Luka?”

“Plagg, I’m not saying that Marinette is Ladybug.  I’m saying it would be nice if Ladybug was someone close to me like Marinette.”

“Kid…”

Adrien walked over to his window and gazed off into the distance.  He rested his head against the glass and released a shaky breath.

“Regardless of Luka, it would never work if she was Ladybug.  I can’t date Marinette...she’s just a friend,” he said softly, keeping his eyes glued on the Parisian cityscape.

“I’m going to be completely honest with you,” Plagg began, “You sounded pretty sad when you said that just now.”

His chosen turned around and looked at his Kwami with a befuddled expression. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Adrien,” Plagg cleared his throat, “hear me out.  What if...and stay with me on this...what if she wasn’t just a friend?”

“I still don’t understand.”

“Okay...let me try to explain this differently.  You are miserable all the time because you can’t capture Ladybug’s heart.  How am I doing so far?”

Adrien rolled his eyes.  “You’re not completely wrong, but I would like to point out that I’m not miserable all of the time.”

“Kid, that was a yes or no question.”

“Just continue explaining.”

“Fine.  You wish that Ladybug was someone you knew in real life, and you just gave Marinette as an example, and not someone like...angry sword girl.”

“Kagami?”

“Yeah, that one.”

Adrien huffed.  “You and I both know that Kagami definitely isn’t Ladybug.  She was Akumatized and we fought her...twice!”

Plagg threw his paws into the air.  “Still, you said you wished that Ladybug was someone like Marinette.  You never said you wanted her to be someone like Kagami.”

“I’m still not getting your point.”

“What if you tried going out on a date with bakery girl?”

Adrien’s eyes grew wide.  “No!  I can’t date Marinette!”

Plagg crossed his arms.  “And why not?”

“Because she’s just a friend!”

“You obviously have a crush on her.”

The black Kwami carefully observed his holder’s reaction to his last statement.

Adrien’s cheeks were bright red.  “No, I don’t.”

“The fact that you’re blushing tells me otherwise,” Plagg pointed out.

The teen buried his face in his hands.  “I can’t have a crush on Marinette!  I like Ladybug.”

“Did you not just say to me that it would be great if Marinette is Ladybug?  Why not give it a shot and see if you’re right.  Even if she’s not your partner and you wind up falling for her, would it be the worst thing in the world?  You might even be happy for a change.”

“But Marinette is just a…”

Plagg cut him off.  “I swear, kid, if you say ‘just a friend’ one more time, I’m going to lose it...and the last time that happened Krakatoa erupted.”

Adrien fell silent and sat down on his bed.  He hung his head low and folded his hands in his lap. 

The Kwami decided to try a gentler approach.  “Look, for just a moment...I want you to pretend that there’s no Ladybug and you’re not Chat Noir.  Just imagine that you’re a normal boy with a normal life.  Now, think about what it would be like to date Marinette.  She’s nice, and she smells like bread.  I know she enjoys making things, and her parents seem to like you.  You’ve told her that she’s amazing on multiple occasions, and you just told me that you think she’s pretty.”

Adrien looked up and stared off into the distance.  Plagg could see the wheels turning in his chosen’s brain, and he really hoped that something would click this time.  Suddenly, the teen groaned loudly and doubled over onto the couch.

“Adrien?” Plagg asked after watching his holder moan in anguish for a solid minute.

“No!,” he exclaimed, “I can’t have a crush on Marinette.  I CAN’T, BUT I DO!  Why did you have to point out all that stuff to me!  She’ll never agree to go out with me.  She hasn’t started a relationship with a single person who’s shown interest in her all year, and I’m pretty sure half the class has a crush on her.  AND NOW I DO, TOO!”

“I hate to break it to you, but I think you’ve liked her all along.”

“Oh my God, Plagg!  I can’t like Ladybug and Marinette.”

“Sure you can.  You were still in love with Ladybug when you took sword girl out on a date...right?”

“I HAVE A CRUSH ON THREE GIRLS?  What is wrong with me?”

“Nothing,” Plagg shrugged, “You just have a type.”

Adrien sat down in a huff.  “I can’t ask Marinette out on a date.  She doesn’t think of me that way.  She likes Luka.”

“Does she have a boyfriend?”

“No.”

“Then you are more than welcome to ask her out.”

“I will be humiliated.  I don’t think I can handle rejection from Ladybug and Marinette.”

“Isn’t it worth exploring though?”

Adrien shook his head and started walking towards the bathroom.  “I can’t do this right now.  I’m going to get ready for bed.”

The tiny, black being chased after him.  “Can I at least have some cheese before you go to sleep?”

“PLAGG!”

“What?  Giving life advice makes me hungry!”

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Two hours after Adrien fell asleep, Plagg phased through the window and flew into the night.  He zipped down the quiet roads and around the corner towards his holder’s school.  If memory served him correctly, bakery girl was right across the street.

Once he found the bakery, he flew to the top window and phased into the attic room where Marinette lay sleeping in her bed.  Plagg scanned the room until his eyes fell on a small red mass curled up in a heap of fabric on a desk.

“Tikki!” he whispered loudly from the other side of the room.

Plagg zoomed over to his counterpart and tapped her with his paw.  

“Tikki!” he said with more force while still maintaining an appropriate volume.

The red Kwami began to stir in her sleep.  Plagg poked her again, and she finally opened her eyes.

She gave him a confused look.  “Plagg?  What are you doing here?  Are you okay?  Is your holder okay?”

“I did something,” he said plainly.

Tikki glared at him.  “What did you do, Plagg?  Don’t tell me another species went extinct.  First, it was the dinosaurs.  Then, it was the dodo birds, and you completely crossed the line when it came to the unicorns.”

“You and I both know that those unicorns were a bunch of lying thieves.  They had to go.”

“They were cute.”

“They were monsters.”

Tikki took a deep breath and massaged her temples.  “We’re getting off topic.  Please just tell me that the squirrels are still okay.”

Plagg rolled his eyes.  “Yes, the squirrels are fine...for now.”

“Just explain to  me what you did.”

“I may have convinced my boy that he has a crush on your girl.”

“Chat Noir has never been quiet about liking Ladybug.”

“No,” Plagg said, making eye contact, “I made him realize that Adrien likes Marinette.”

“Oh,” Tikki responded.

“That’s it?”

“Does this mean that he figured out Ladybug’s identity?”

“No.  He came home from patrol and started going on about how he wished that Ladybug was someone he knew ‘like Marinette’.  I then questioned him on why he chose her out of all his friends, and then I told him to try asking her out.”

“How did he take that?”

“He had a full-blown existential crisis.  Adrien thinks that Marinette doesn’t like him romantically and that she’ll turn him down if he asks her on a date.”

“Are you kidding?  The girl is obviously in love with him.”

Plagg shook his head.  “He’s going to need proof.  He’s that kind of guy.”

Tikki paused before answering.  “The Valentine.”

“What about it?”

“Marinette wrote it.”

He curled his lips into a smile.  “I knew it!  But we don’t have any concrete evidence that it’s from her.  I’m telling you, he’s not going to believe me unless I have something irrefutable to show him.  Not even a sample of her handwriting will be enough.”

Tikki formed her own mischievous grin.  “Do you really think that the Valentine he got was the only draft?”

The red Kwami zoomed over to the trunk on the opposite side of the room.  She phased through the top, cracked open the lid, and slid a slightly crumpled paper onto the floor.  Plagg flew over to the chest and began examining the paper.  He saw that it had three different drafts of the Valentine poem, “Marinette Agreste” scribbled in the margins, and a drawing of a smiling hamster.

Plagg looked up at his counterpart.  “This is perfect.”

Tikki gave him a serious look.  “Now, I have nothing against them finding happiness and starting to date each other, but we will need to make sure that they are careful when it comes to their identities.  They can’t know.”

“What if...just try to follow me here,” Plagg began, “what if they did?”

“What do you mean?”

“What if they knew each other’s identities?  Would it be that bad?  Fox Girl and Turtle Boy learned each other’s identities, and they’re doing great.”

“But Master Fu…”

He cut her off.  “Doesn’t have to live with them.  He doesn’t see what I see.  You asked me if my holder was okay when I came here tonight.  You want to know the truth?  No, he’s not.  His dad sucks and he’s always alone.  Here we have two kids who love each other and they don’t even realize it!  Do you know how much better their relationship will be?  They’ll become better partners and heroes.”

Tikki softened her expression.  “You really care about him.”

“I always care about my cats, but that doesn’t mean that I won’t have fun with them along the way.”

“Maybe...maybe you’re right.”

Plagg grinned.  “What was that, Sugarcube?  I didn’t quite catch that.”

Tikki rolled her eyes and sighed.  “I said that maybe you’re right.”

“Finally!  You admit it.”

“I’m not saying that you’re always right.  You just so happen to be right this one time.”

“Come on!  There were plenty of other times that I was correct!  I was right about Archduke Franz Ferdinand.”

“No, you weren’t.”

“Oh, yes I was.”

“You started World War I.”

“Agree to disagree.”

“Fine,” Tikki said, making a dismissive gesture, “So, what are we supposed to do now?  Are we just going to let them figure it out on their own?”

“No, we nudge them.  They need help,” Plagg explained, “I will give this paper to Adrien tomorrow morning, and I will try to convince him to ask out Marinette.”

“How is that going to help them figure out each other’s identities?”

“We’re just going to have to improvise when opportunities arise.  It’s not like we haven’t done that before.”

“Okay.  I’ll do my best with Marinette.  I’ll try to figure something out.”

“Just think, once they’re a couple, we’ll get to spend more time together.”  Plagg nuzzled Tikki as he spoke.

“I’ve missed you, too, Stinky Sock.”

With the paper in hand, Plagg flew over to the window that led to the balcony.  Tikki followed behind closely.

Before phasing through the glass, he turned to the red Kwami.  “Just one more thing.  Adrien feels like he can be himself when he’s Chat Noir.  There are very few people in his civilian life who see that side of him.  Ladybug has turned him down more than once.  I have to ask...how does she really feel about her partner?”

Tikki smiled as she responded.  “She values his friendship and cares for him deeply.  While she gets frustrated by his recklessness and when he jokes around during a fight, she has a soft spot for the cat.  She won’t admit it, but I think she’s starting to fall for him.”

Plagg beamed.  “Good.  We might just be able to make this work.”

Next ----->

AO3

Fanfiction

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Thank you to everyone who has been reading and following my other stories.  Now that “Chat for a Day” and “Please Tell Me I’m Awake Right Now” are both on their last chapters, I have started to write new fics!  Let the fluff-train continue!

Any feedback is greatly appreciated.  Seeing all your responses fills my heart with joy!  You are all wonderful!

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#miraculous #miraculous ladybug #miraculous ladybug fic #ml fanfiction #marinette dupain cheng #adrien agreste #adrien x marinette #adrienette #fluff #tikki and plagg #ml plagg #ml tikki #More Than Just a Friend #Chapter 1 #fanfiction #ao3

[sasarahsunshine]

Soak Up The Sun - Fun Things/Facts

My favorite thing about writing my fic so far is exploring the relationships between my OC and the team. For example, I LOVE writing Emily and Derek the most, because they definitely have brother/sister vibes, and they remind me of my relationship with my own brother. I also want that for Kassidy: to have them there as her older “siblings” in a way. I especially love how close Kassidy and Emily are becoming. 

(I’m going to be writing a lot about Kassidy’s relationships with the team so I’m gonna put a read more thing here now.)

Emily and Kassidy stay up too late talking on the phone, talking about boys (and girls) they used to like when they were younger, telling stories of embarrassing things they’ve done. They go on breakfast dates all the time, sometimes inviting the other BAU girls along, but sometimes it’s just the two of them. Emily convinces Kass to adopt a cat so her apartment won’t feel so lonely. The two of them like to go to pet stores and buy matching sweaters for their cats. They also constantly text each other dumb things that are on their minds. “I saw a fat squirrel today” “!!!no way!” Kassidy helps set up a private facebook for Emily so they can share pictures to each other (this is placed in 2010/2011 so they don’t get instagrams just yet). They love taking selfies with their cats, as well as taking pictures of the sunsets they see when on the jet. They start collecting postcards from the towns they visit and write them to each other, so when they get home they have fun mail to look at. Emily’s ringtone is the Kim Possible theme song.

And then there’s Rossi, who’s one of the team Dads(TM). I like to think Rossi sees Kassidy as the child he never had (SPOILER ALERT before Joy gets introduced to the story LMAO), so he’s extra sweet on her- and spoils her rotten. She never asks him for anything but eventually he starts buying stuff for her and paying for groceries to be delivered to her apartment and she’s like “???? what are you doing?” And he’s like “you’re my daughter now I am taking care of you.” LOL. Of course later on when Joy joins the BAU fam Rossi introduces her to Kassidy like “Joy this is my other daughter” and Joy is like “Cool I have a sister!” And Kass is like “I’m not actually his daughter tho-” “shush Kass you’re my kid, now smile for the camera.” She puts up with it and accidentally calls him “dad” once in front of everyone and it’s that whole scene from Brooklyn Nine-Nine and she’s like “no i didn’t why would I do that” lol. Rossi puts her in his phone as “Sunshine” since he’s the first one to ever call her that. She has him in as “Team Dad.” His ringtone is That’s Amore by Dean Martin. “When the moon hits your eye like a big pizza pie, that’s amore~”

And then Hotch is like the other Dad(TM) who just wants to watch Kassidy and Spencer succeed at life and must protect them at all costs. Kassidy babysits for him a lot and freaking LOVES Jack. She becomes his unofficial “big sister” and lives for it. She loves taking Jack and Henry to the movies and park and is the best babysitter JJ and Hotch can find. Hotch has found her sleeping on his couch one to many times and just puts a blanket over her and lets her stay the night. He gets her coffee in the morning as a thank you for watching his son. At first she was embarrassed but eventually she gets a key to Hotch’s apartment, since he has a key to hers, and she just shows up sometimes just cause she can. She’s bad at buying groceries for herself but you bet your last dime she’s buying healthy foods for Hotch and Jack. She stocks their pantry FULL with foods, often showing Aunt Jessica where she hid the snacks so Jack (and Hotch) don’t try to get to them. She ends up with her own drawer in Hotch’s room that has some of her clothes and shower stuff in it cause of how often she’s over there. Her ringtone for Hotch is the COPS theme song LMAO.

Morgan is Kassidy’s certified Big Brother(TM) and he will hurt anyone who hurts his baby sister. He takes on the role so naturally around her and loves her for making him feel life can be normal sometimes. He has to tease her a lot about her crush on Reid, but that’s what big brothers do, ya know? The two of them like to go out for drinks and dancing when they get home from cases. Gotta remind themselves that life is beautiful and fun too. She buys Morgan a bunch of books and DVDs that she thinks he’ll like, and he always promises that he definitely read/watched them, but she knows he didn’t. Except when she buys him Tangled on DVD, telling him that it’s her FAVORITE Disney movie of ALL TIME. She knows he watched that one because she hears him humming some of the songs that got stuck in his head. They also hav the complete opposite taste in music, often fighting over what station to listen to when in the car. Usually Hotch or Emily has to tell them to knock it off or they’ll end up hitting each other (nicely). Kassidy HATES running, but she gets up at 6am on Saturdays to run with Morgan. She’s getting more stamina because of it, but she won’t admit it. Her ringtone for him is her favorite song, “Soak Up The Sun” by Sheryl Crow. 

Penelope and Kassidy are besties for sure. They have girls night once a week when they can, binging on ice cream and watching lame rom-coms (Kass can’t handle secondhand embarrassment movies but she’ll watch them if Penny asks- hiding her face in her hands when those scenes are on). They like to go shopping together, hyping each other up in dressing rooms and picking out cute/colorful clothes. They always do brunch when they go shopping. They spend a LOT of money when they’re together, and have no filter whatsoever. Kassidy tends to get drunk by the end of the night if she was with Penny, which is always odd considering at the beginning of the day she swore she wouldn’t drink anything. She ends up taking a whole small chest for herself at Penny’s apartment, keeping clothes and toiletries in there. Penelope joked once that Kassidy had her stuff scattered all around the state of Virginia. She wasn’t wrong. Kassidy’s ringtone for her is “Walking on Sunshine” by Katrina & The Waves. They also text cute pictures of baby animals to each other a lot. 

JJ and Kassidy love getting mani-pedi’s together. And when they’re together it’s either a whole spa day, or they’re at the firing range- there is no in between. No matter what they do, a lot of money will be missing from their accounts at the end of the day, much to Will (and Rossi’s) dismay. Kassidy see’s JJ as a sister too, but more like a twin/super close best friend type of sister, not an older sister like she see’s Emily. She’s totally a Jemily shipper (as a joke, but like <w<). They like to lay in the grass in JJ’s backyard and stare at the clouds, talking about all the places they’ll visit someday. One time they planned a whole trip to Greece, pulling out their phones and looking up ticket prices for the plane ride, hotel, sight-seeing and more. They haven’t fulfilled that trip yet, but they sometimes mention it to one another, reminding themselves that they will go. Someday. JJ’s ringtone is the opening Disney theme to every movie ever.

And then there’s Spencer <3 From the beginning she felt kind of drawn to him, his mannerisms, his love of knowledge- all of it. They like to get coffee together on their days off and trade books (Kassidy had to buy a bunch of new books recently so she had more to trade with him). She’s been to his apartment quite a few times, watching French movies and Earth Documentaries. They just like being in each others company (uwu). Kassidy probably texts Spencer the most, even though he detests texting- but that doesn’t stop him from replying. Her text tone for him is R2-D2 beeping (even though he says he’s not really a fan of Star Wars). During cases they’re almost always paired up together to work on geo-profiling and victimology, sitting close at the table with their legs just barely touching, their feet lightly pushing into each other every once in a while to remind the other that they’re still there. They’re totally NOT playing footsie (they totally are). Her ringtone for Spencer is the Star Trek opening theme. “Space, the final frontier. These are the voyages of the starship, Enterprise.”

Kassidy hasn’t met some of the other fun characters of the show yet, but eventually she’ll love all of them too <3 This fic takes place in season 6, after Hayley dies and right before Emily “dies,” ;) ANYWAYS I wanted to rant about this a little so um, thanks if you read it? LOL. Let me know what you guys think? <3

#Kassidy Hughes #Criminal Minds OC #Criminal Minds #Aaron Hotchner #Hotch #David Rossi #Rossi #Derek Morgan #Morgan #Spencer Reid #Reid #Dr Spencer Reid #Emily Prentiss #Prentiss #JJ #Jennifer Jareau #Penelope Garcia #Garcia #Jennifer JJ Jareau #BAU #The BAU #Criminal Minds fam #Original Character #Spencer x OC #AO3 fanfic #AO3fic #AO3 #Criminal Minds fanfic #Slow burn fic #Soak Up The Sun

[thesimperiuscurse]

FINE. All of them for EVA. Jerk

NO U. aight i’m gonna answer these for the start of chapter 6, two weeks from the end of chapter 5. 

zinc white; how are you really feeling today? no one-word answers please! 

ready to kick ass, make the most of her work day, determined for upcoming regionals and exams. nothing is yet to trouble her.  

cadmium yellow; when you think of the word “happy” what’s the first thing that comes to mind? 

the faces of her family. they are what she loves most in the world. 

lemon; what’s your comfort food?

in winter, her mom makes rich and creamy soups with veggies from the garden. pair that with soft buns fresh from the oven, and it’s guaranteed to comfort eva on the coldest and dreariest days.  

hansa yellow; what’s your guilty pleasure song? 

classic justin timberlake songs, like cry me a river. 

yellow ochre; name an artist/band whom you just discovered & can’t get enough of! 

just yesterday i found a new one for eva, an electronic artist named kloud. there’s one song in particular, humans, the lyrics and intense beat of which she’s super vibing with.    

naples yellow; where do you feel most at home?

the family villa in malibu. cherry and gabriel made sure to raise their children in a happy, secure, peaceful home. no repeat of their own turbulent and traumatic childhoods. 

raw sienna; with whom do you feel most at home?

again, her family. 

golden ochre; describe the relationship you have with your closest friend. 

eva doesn’t have a best friend. all the people she’s really close to are members of her family. she’s always been far too ballet-focused to maintain deep relationships with anyone outside of her family. however, she’s now growing very comfortable with sasha, piper, misha, and mako. they’re all quite bantery with each other. 

golden deep; what’s your favorite season? 

summer. always. 

cadmium orange; what do you like to do on your days off? 

her day off is sunday. currently — she wakes up at 8:30, has a slow breakfast with piper in the cafe, checks in with the academy physiotherapist at 11:00, and the rest of the day is loosely scheduled for gym, procrastinating maths homework, kickboxing, visiting family, playing her guitar, or watching netflix.   

orange lake; do you have anyone you can turn to when you’re sad? 

she has a super strong support system in all her family members, but her mom in particular. cherry is always checking up by call whether her daughter is happy and healthy. 

titans; do you prefer slow mornings or relaxing evenings? 

slow mornings. eva can’t wake up before eight, and if she’s forced to, she’ll get cranky. she wakes up when the sun does. 

shakhnazaryan red; are you currently binge-watching anything? 

not binging, but she’s slowly working through sex education on netflix. 

red ochre; are you more right-brained (creative) or left-brained (analytical)? 

right-brained. she can’t analyse for shit, unless she’s working something out using empathy and emotional intelligence. like misha, in that sense. 

burnt sienna; is there a painting that brings you peace when you look at it? 

she’s not one to enjoy the silent purity of art galleries. she prefers to explore nature and breathe in the ever-changing beauty of the earth. the sight of the sea always brings her peace. 

english red; what animal do you relate to most? 

probably a dumb but very cute and energetic dog.

vermilion; what’s your favorite accent?

scottish? she finds limmy’s show hilarious.  

cadmium red; do you have a “type” when it comes to a significant other? 

for summer boyfriends: hot surfer boys, tall and athletic, that have a big smile and laugh, laidback yet adventurous, sunkissed with messy sea-salted hair. in other words, mako ain’t it. for a significant other: she hasn’t thought about it. a serious romantic relationship is not in her interest for now.  

scarlet; describe your current crush/es. 

no crushes. or at least, she hasn’t realised she has one yet. hehe.  

ruby; what does your ideal first date look like? 

eva doesn’t actually go on proper dates. she can’t be bothered with awkward conversations and formalities. she might grab an icecream with a guy, surf and play sports, or go to a bonfire beach party together.    

carmine; what does your ideal second date look like? 

hook up with him, i guess. 

madder lake red; would you ever kiss someone (or accept a kiss) on a first date? 

if it isn’t clear by now, eva gives absolutely zero fucks about traditions or ‘rules’ around dating. her relationships are in friend-with-benefits territory, and she goes straight for what she wants.

rose; what’s something really positive going on in your life right now?

the family puppy, senor papperino. her siblings send her a million pictures of him as he grows up. a bittersweet joy.  

quinacridone rose; what’s something you’re really looking forward to?

her cousin amaya is getting married to amir next year, a spring wedding in the sonoran desert. eva’s helping her with the planning and dress design, which lilith is to create.     

violet rose; what does your dream house look like? 

a simple beach house, warm with natural light, that sits gently in nature. small, because her time spent inside is minimal. she really isn’t impressed with flashy luxuries.  

violet; is there any place in particular you’d like to settle down? 

a place right by the beach. she loves malibu and would want to stay close to her family. 

blue lake; what would you like to do/accomplish before you settle down? 

honestly, ‘settling down’ is something she’s barely thought about. she’s going to dance professionally as long as she can, maybe become a teacher like darcy, and explore her other passions, like surfing and environmental conservation. the traditional concept of marrying then having children is one that she feels may happen to her naturally, rather than she HAS to settle down at a specific point in her life. it’s just not on her priority list. 

cobalt blue spectral; what is the most beautiful place you have ever been to?

the most beautiful place in the world in eva’s mind is the garden at her family home, which blooms with dandelion clocks in summer, full of fruit trees, and is right by her favourite beach. her happiest childhood memories lie there. 

ultramarine; when was the last time you were in a good mood? do you know/remember what sparked it? 

at the moment, eva’s always in a good mood, because she’s in a place where she’s working at her greatest passion everyday. she’s friends with mako now, so the only person that could really put her in a bad mood is vicky. 

blue; what’s the most recent dream you remember? 

she can’t remember any of her dreams. 

bright blue; what does your dream family look like? any kids or pets? how many of each? 

since eva doesn’t really care about getting married, that hasn’t crossed her mind. she already has a broad, loving, ‘dream’ family, and her siblings are bound to have kids, so she doesn’t feel any pressure. she would be perfectly happy spending time with her nieces/nephews instead. a cute dog is a definite, though, probably another golden retriever.  

blue cobalt; do you like your name? would you give yourself a different name if you could? 

evangeline’s named after one of the strongest women in her life. she’s proud to have inherited the name, and hopes to live up to it.  

prussian azure; what’s your favorite scent? 

grapefruit, sea salt. 

azure blue; what’s your favorite type of tea, if any?

she’s a coffee person, but in summer, her mom likes to brew iced tea with fruits and herbs from the garden, which eva loves. 

turquoise blue; if you could start a garden, what would you plant?

lots of citrus trees. plants that can grow wild and thrive on their own. 

cerulean blue; if you were guaranteed to have a viewership, would you start a youtube vlog? 

i can picture eva vlogging, but in reality she’s too busy dancing for that shit. she prefers to live her life off screen, grounded in her reality.  

glauconite; describe your body without using any negative adjectives.

“jacked as fuck”

yellow green; picture yourself walking in a field. what do you see & hear in this scenario?

a field of tiny wildflowers on the dry coastal hills of malibu. the sun is burning bright, the sea is crashing against the beaches below, the wind is pulling wild at her hair. 

green light; are you in a comfortable place in life? if not, what do you think might make it better?

eva’s always striving to be more than just comfortable. her ambition means she’s already achieved an impressive amount in life, and she’s happy with how she’s moving along, but she’s forever shooting for the stars. 

green; name three countries you want to visit; do you have any actual plans in place to visit any of them?

she can’t afford to travel at the moment but hawaii, spain, greece.  

emerald green; do you speak any languages besides english? are there any additional languages you want to learn? 

a tiny bit of spanish, korean, and german from gabriel, but nowhere near fluently. she would like to improve her skills in those languages if she has the time.  

oxide of chromium; what’s your favorite book?

eva isn’t bookish. she just can’t sit still long enough. when she was a kid, she did love the magic slipper series, written by one of the prima ballerinas she idolises. 

olive green; are you currently reading anything? how do you like it so far?

her calculus textbook. she wants to set it on fire.  

mars brown; what’s a movie that always puts a smile on your face/makes you laugh? 

she likes cheesy 90s era movies. she’s the man always makes her laugh. 

burnt umber; what’s something you plan to do before the day is over to take care of yourself?

an ice bath and self massage for her legs, if pointe work is particularly intense, treat any new blisters or bleeding on her feet. typical ballet things. 

umber; have you drank enough water today? 

eva is always mindful to drink eight cups of water per day. 

voronezhskaya black; what or who is your go-to outlet for when you need to vent? 

amaya. she listens coolly, and provides helpful commentary. a few weeks ago, eva vented to her about mako and how much of an ‘arrogant ass’ her partner is. after she finished letting off steam, amaya asked her what the exact reasons for disliking him were, which helped eva realise her own stubbornness, haha. 

sepia; name five things that always make you happy.

perfect surf waves, a hug from her parents, adding a new piece of jewellery to her minimal gold collection, warm sunny weather, camping with her siblings.     

indigo; what’s the best/sweetest compliment you have ever received?

she’s received a lot of ‘you’re pretty’ type compliments from guys over the years, but what makes her happiest is compliments about her dancing, particularly from professionals. 

payne’s gray; describe your aesthetic? 

summer beach chick, relaxed shades of sea blue and white froth, minimalist, with a rough edge.   

black; post a selfie because you are so beautiful!

nah i’m too lazy to open the game at the moment. anyway, eva doesn’t really take selfies by herself, since she’s not that active on social media. 

#wow this took ages #thanks jade #evangelinekingston #genfour #characterask

[thebmatt]

Another set of Character Development questions, this time very specific to FFXIV

I cam across another set of character development questions on the Emet-Selch Bookclub discord, and since I love these things, I’m going to answer all 35 of them for all 4 of my crew! Ready? Let’s go!

1. Where were they during the Calamity? 

Franks had not yet made the journey between their worlds yet, he only did so about a year into the Seventh Umbral Era.

Fearless was still living on Aerslant, which I don’t know if there’s any canonical description of how the Calamity affected that region, but I’m going to go with “they felt the effects, but it wasn’t quite mass chaos like it was in Eorzea”

Dahkar and Rheika were both living in the Black Shroud but were mostly spared the direct effects. 

2. How did they acquire their Echo? 

All four of them received the Echo as it plays out in the MSQ. Dahkar and Rheika got it after dealing with the enraged treants at Lifemend Stump, Fearless and Franks after fighting the frenzied Mossback at the Seasong Grotto

3. Does their Echo function like it does in the MSQ? Or is there a twist to it? 

For the most part it functions like it does in the MSQ, but there’s some extra abilities that it provides that I’m planning on exploring in a future fic. To summarize: the Armory system is represented as a pocket dimension the Warriors can store clothing, weapons, and tools in. The Echo also allows them to “pause and save” any learning they have done in a particular discipline and resume it as if no time had passed whenever they choose

4. Do they have a canon mount or minion? What's its name(s)? 

All four of them have their chocobos, which I don’t have names for yet (the ones in game aren’t canon, as they’re mostly inside jokes). Aside from those, two of my crew have a couple of mounts special to them.

Franks has kept Maggie, the Magitek Armor liberated by the Garlond Ironworks. Most recently, he’s taken to using a Gabriel Alpha magitek unit that he liberated and rebuilt from the Bozjan Southern Front

Rheika is incredibly fond of the True Griffin she befriended while helping the Ananta at Castellum Velodyna. 

5. Where are they from? What was their childhood like? 

I’ve covered this in some of my “Details!” posts I’ve done for them all, so I’ll be brief here

Franks - from another world, grew up on a farm, pretty normal farmer’s childhood

Rheika - grew up outside of Gridania in a Keeper of the Moon community, a middleish child of a large number of sisters. Aside from being made to understand WAY too early that the Wood Wailers will always treat her like a second class citizen because she is a Keeper of the Moon, she had a pretty happy childhood

Dahkar - Born on the Azim Steppe, mother took him to Gridania after his tribe was killed. Similarly treated like outsider, but otherwise kept mostly to himself, only meeting a couple of friends growing up.

Fearless - born and raised in Aerslant, the Sea Wolf Roegadyn homeland. Child of wealthy parents, she had a privileged upbringing but no choice in anything.

6. How did they deal with the massacre on the Waking Sands? 

All of them were horrified and angry by it. Franks had never really experienced the Garlean Empire’s brutality firsthand before this, and it cemented a personal desire to fight them. Fearless, who’d begun to develop serious feelings for Minfilia, was almost beside herself with worry. 

7. How did they deal with Haurchefant's death? 

All of them took it pretty hard, but Dahkar, who’d been romantically involved with him by this point, was almost broken by it. His grief nearly consumed him in rage, quite literally, but “Fray” managed to help him hold it together until he could process and grieve. 

8. How did they feel about the liberation of Ala Mhigo? Do they feel it could have been handled differently? Where they at all bothered by how they were involved? 

I get the sense from the way this question was worded that the original author doesn’t care for the Stormblood storyline much, but honestly, I don’t have a problem with it. None of my crew are native Ala Mhigans, but they were all too happy to participate when it became clear that the time for it to happen had been chosen for everyone by Ilberd’s actions. Plus, y’know, there was that whole potential Bahamut-level primal they needed to deal with. Losing so handily to Zenos was a serious morale blow that messed them all up quite a bit, but all four of them went along with the plan. It offered them a chance to get better, to weaken the Empire and strengthen themselves. 

9. How do they feel about Zenos? 

THey all hate the guy for nearly killing so many of their friends and injuring them so badly. Later, pretty much universal relief when he died, pissed off that he didn’t stay that way, and now hell-bent on ending him once and for all. All of them pretty much agree that bastard needs to die.

10. How do they feel about their relationship with Hydaelyn? Midgarsormr?

Initially they accepted that Hydaelyn was a benevolent force, but once they learned of her origin, especially that she was a primal, a private debate broke out among them all the first chance they got to talk about it (which was after the Shadowbringers 5.0 MSQ when Rheika finally got back to the Source). Franks is very concerned that they’ve been tempered. Dahkar is now extremely wary of her, but isn’t certain their free will has been removed. Rheika and Fearless are unwilling to give up on her, but don’t understand why she stopped speaking to them. 

Initially, they were all furious at Midgardsormr, but came to realize that his deeds in severing their connection to Hydaelyn definitely made them stronger. They now regard him as a friend and a source of wisdom.

11. Were they more sympathetic to the dragons, Ishgardians, neither or both? 

Franks wasn’t certain of this, having known sentient dragons that had absolutely been wronged by mortals in his homeworld, but he didn’t see a way to fix this on his own, so he went along with helping the Ishgardians. He was absolutely on board with Alphinaud’s plan to try and end it, however. 

The others had far less experience with Dragons, and initially accepted their version of events without much thought. They immediately turned on the whole idea when the deception was exposed, though. 

12. How has their job affected whatever headcanon version is of the MSQ if any? 

As I’ve explained in previous posts, I’ve parsed out all of the jobs (except Monk) to my characters, with the aim of balancing the following ideas.

○ At all times during the story, one of them should be capable of tanking, one healing, and the others DPSing ○ If possible no one should have more than 1 job from any of the 5 roles ○ Obviously, don’t give jobs to characters that make no sense for them to pick up

It’s taken a few revisions, but I’m currently happy with the setup they have. For the most part, they’re extremely proficient with their chosen fighting styles and don’t mind swapping around to fill whatever need is present. For Heavensward, the trio who got their new jobs in Ishgard chose to stick with them for the most part, and for much of the Far Eastern parts of Stormblood, Rheika and Fearless chose to stay Ninja and Samurai for the most part, since it felt “right” to them to use those arts when fighting for Doma’s liberation.

13. Are they close with any of the other Scions? Who do they get along with the best? 

Franks gets along best with the more scholarly minded members of the Scions, specifically Y’shtola, Urianger, Krile, and G’raha when he later joins. 

Rheika and Tataru have become the best of friends since she joined. She’s always encouraged Tataru to better herself however she wants, and really loves the newfound confidence she’s gained

Dahkar is closest to Thancred among the senior scions. Among the other members, he’s flirted with Ephemie a fair amount, and is considering whether or not he wants to deepen that to something more serious.

Fearless is probably closest to Alisaie. She admires her confidence a great deal. 

14. Of the Scions, who are they most worried for? 

Franks is most worried for Y’shtola and her “aethersight” draining her life force. He’s actively trying to modify the SCH magicks that cured the tonberry plague to restore her eyesight (and Thancred’s ability to manipulate aether)

Rheika is probably most worried about Urianger, as he’s shown a very disturbing pattern for pursuing a hidden agenda to further the scion’s goals, He claims to be done with that, but she’s worried he might slip into old habits in the future.

Dahkar and Fearless aren’t particularly worried about any of the Scions, beyond the default “these are my adopted family and I don’t want anything to happen to them” level of fear.

15. Is your WoL promiscuous? Celibate? Or just waiting for the right person? 

Franks has so far been unable to move past the death of his wife to consider any new relationships. He’s also far older (if only mentally) than anyone who’d be interested, which also blocks him from considering anything new.

Rheika is aromantic, but pansexual. Romance does nothing for her, she just likes having fun with anyone she considers attractive and will respect her rule. She’s got a number of paramours in various parts of the world.

Dahkar is bi, and willing to engage in casual liaisons but at his heart, he really wants a committed relationship. After Haurchefant died, he hasn’t been involved in anything serious since, only crushing on people emotionally unavailable, such as Yugiri (bound by her oath to HIen) or Kurenai (bound by the oath of the Ruby Princess). He’s recently come to realize that this was a form of self-sabotage and is trying to open up again.

Fearless crushes on every pretty girl she has come across, but is usually too shy or lacking in self-confidence to follow up on them. She greatly regrets never telling Minfilia how she felt about her. Her time as a Warrior of LIght and the friendship she’s built with her fellows has helped tremendously. She’s currently involved in a poly triad with two other women.

16. What does your WoL do to relax? What sorts of distractions do they seek? Do they foster any bad habits as a result?

They enjoy spending time together or with the other Scions. If they’re at a point when they need to be alone, they’ll do the following.

Franks likes to tinker, build things, or solve arcanima problems. He can sometimes get wrapped up in any of those and lose track of time. He’s also prone to hiding away to avoid socializing.

Rheika will generally find someone to take to bed if she’s really stressed, otherwise she’s fine just hanging with people 

Depending on his mood, Dahkar will either find a monster to fight (never something he’s not confident he can beat) or leap to whatever the highest place he can find is and just enjoy the view.

Fearless enjoys reading novels, but as of late prefers spending time with her girlfriends.

17. Who is their favorite Alliance leader? Who do they get along with the best out of them? 

Counting only the 5 members of the Eorzean Alliance, in order from most to least.... 1. Lyse - because she’s one of them, come on 2. (tie) Merlwyb/Aymeric - because they are good people who have the strength to move their nation forward to a better place 3. Nanamo - she’s trying to make Ul’dah better, at least, even if she isn’t able to affect change. Plus she’s not doing enough to address corruption in the Brass Blades 4. Kan-E-Senna - she seems entirely content to leave her people at the mercy of elementals and isn’t doing NEAR enough to address racial inequality in Gridania

18. Does your WoL fully embrace their role as the WoL or do they try to remain humble? 

For the most part, they’re humble, but all of them are not afraid to use their titles/fame to get what they need or to make someone’s life better if they can do so. 

19. What do they think of the Heaven's Ward? 

The only ones they really got to know were the two that tried to condemn Alphinaud and Tataru for “heresy” and the one who attacked them when they were meeting with Hilda. Those were...not positive experiences. That, coupled with the fact that all of them willingly followed the Archbishop into summoning Primals into themselves pretty much sealed their opinion on the rest. 

20. Of all the places they've been to, which is their favorite? Do they like to go back there? 

Franks enjoys spending time in Ishgard, both because the manufactory is there and he enjoys collaborating with the other machinists and because he really enjoys working on the Restoration of the Firmament.

Rheika enjoys being in Mor Dhona and the Crystarium the most. It’s full of people all working together for the same end, and she’s happy being a part of it and doing her part to help.

Dahkar also loves Mor Dhona, but he’s found going back to the Far East oddly soothing. He feels a connection to the Azim Steppe, despite not really knowing what it means to live there, he wants to learn. 

Fearless has made Kugane her home, thanks in part to her one of her girlfriends living there and the other currently on an extended tour there as well. 

21. Are there any raid storylines (Ivalice, Coil of Bahamut, Werlyt, etc.) you consider to be canon for your WoL? Which ones don't you consider canon? 

I consider all of them to be canon, save potentially the NieR crossover alliance raids. Honestly, the entire story of that place just felt so odd and out of place that I didn’t really enjoy it, and I’m tempted just to say it didn’t happen. Everything else, though? Absolutely canonical.

22. Do you  have a unique tale for their job class or is it pretty much like what it is in the game?

Most of them are pretty much as they were in the game, though I have some personal headcanons on how Arcanima and the Paladin job work, the latter of which I’ve explored in one of my fics. The former will be somewhat explained in the current longform fic I’m working on.

23. Are there any side quest storylines that you're particularly fond of or think of as being canon to your WoL's experiences? 

Aside from the raids, alliance raids, and trial series, which 21 covered, I’d say all of the Beast tribe quests, the Scholasticate quests (which I suppose means Hildibrand has to be canon too), and most of the sidequesting in Sui-no-Sato are all canon experiences.

24. Does your WoL have any phobias? 

None of them have any real strange or irrational fears of note, not that I’ve been able to think of that make sense to the characters, anyway.

25. Do they have any habits or rituals that they do to soothe themselves? I.e. Playing with their hair, chewing their lip, fidgeting, etc. 

Franks will absentmindedly fidget with a tool or some spare parts. He’s actually built a small gadget that has some switches and buttons that do nothing for this purpose.

Rheika is restless and prefers to move while thinking. She tends to bounce a leg if she has to sit still too long.

Dahkar is pretty capable of concentrating without needing any kind of habit to aid in it.

Fearless tends to bottle it up until she can release it in private, either by meditating or dancing, depending on her level of anxiety and privacy expectations 

26. Do they suffer any traumas from any of their adventures? How do you foresee this affecting them going forward? 

Fearless was actually persuaded to pick of the Astrologian job thanks to the trauma of the banquet. She wanted to be able to predict anything that awful from happening to her and her friends again. 

LIkewise Dahkar was so traumatized by that (and the Braves’ betrayal), it was the final catalyst needed for him to be open to his Darkside and become a Dark Knight. He’s also the one most affected by Haurchefant’s death, and as I explained earlier, it’s subconsciously kept him from going after other romantic relationships

Rheika had nightmares about Tesleen for months, and they were made worse when she herself nearly became a sin eater. She practiced quick drawing her bow and hitting accurate long distance shots for a long time after that, wanting to be prepared to save someone from that kind of distance if she had to.

Franks has dealt with enough trauma in his previous life that a lot of what he’s seen on Hydaelyn doesn’t affect him as much as it otherwise might.

27. How did the events of Shadowbringers impact them? 

Rheika was the only one present for the events of 5.0, and my headcanon is that she wasn’t able to get home until after Hades was defeated. She felt alone and adrift without her fellow Warriors, and the trauma she endured did not help matters. Seeing them summoned to aid her was a balm on her soul, and when Franks figured out how to get the others to the First a little before the events of the Eden raid, she was overjoyed. 

28. Were they suspicious or open to Emet-Selch's presence when he first appeared? 

Rheika never believed he had good intentions. She always expected him to betray them at some point, but there didn’t seem to be much she COULD do before that happened. Even after he rescued Y’shtola, that was never enough for her trust. 

29. Did your WoL suspect anything was amiss with Urianger or the Crystal Exarch? Did they feel betrayed? Upset? When the truth finally emerged? 

Rheika immediately recognized G’raha Tia (”I mean he wasn’t even TRYING to change his voice!”), but she assumed there was a reason he was hiding from her, and she trusted Urianger’s vision. When the truth came out, she was angry about being lied to. She understood their reasoning, but threated to beat the crap out of both of them if they ever tried something like that again.

30. What was their highest point in Shadowbringers? Their lowest? What caused it? 

High point - ending Hades. Low Point - failing to save Tesleen

31. What were their first impressions of Hien? 

Aside from Rheika and Dahkar finding him very hot, they were all very impressed by his willingness to sacrifice his own life if his people chose not to fight any longer

32. Did they trust Asahi right away? Why or why not? 

Not right away, no. None of them are quick to trust Garlean officials, and Asahi felt way too slimy. None of them were all together surprised with how things turned out, save for when Maxima agreed to abide by the exchange after everything went south. 

33. How did they feel about what happened with Yotsuyu? Did they feel like she was justified in her actions? 

All of them felt bad for Yotsuyu’s horrible upbringing (and have made it VERY clear to Hien that he needs to make sure the new Doma does NOT allow for this to happen again), but accept that she made the choices she did and that ultimately, she needed to be stopped. 

34. Would you say your WoL is fundamentally a good person? Or are they a bad person that's been persuaded to do the right things? 

All of them are absolutely good people fundamentally. They know they’re the only ones that can fight the ridiculous battles they get into, and they’re okay with doing it, because ultimately, they want to save lives. 

35. How do they feel about the fact that they've killed a lot of people and/or things?

They all understand that for every life they have to take, it means more are safe, sound, and happy down the road. All of their choices are made with that goal in mind. 

#Final Fantasy XIV #oldmanfranks #Rheika Aliapoh #Fearless Willow #Dahkar Darkspear

[jayshq]

So, if you look at my followers I actually have 1,183, but that’s because this hasn’t always been Poe. I started this blog way back on Nov. 8, 2014 as Dean Winchester. It has gone through AT LEAST ten characters since then. So, a lot of these followers are dead accounts or abandoned accounts. However, when I started up Poe on here I made note that I had 1,083 followers. So, this is for the 100 of you that came here for my baby.

So, let’s get the follow forever out of the way. Let me start off by saying I’m going to forget people, I’m human. Also, I don't do very big follow forevers whenever I do them because I firmly believe in only having people who have had a very strong impact on me or Poe should be present on the list. That said, if you’re not on this list you are still very loved.

special mention of @bondforce for making this happen, thanks for being my 100th follower, lol.

REYS:

@dawnsabered : so, despite us not having any threads you’re first on this list because you re-sparked my love of the sequels and made me want to hop into this fandom again. Rping with you on Steve made me just adore the fandom more and more and made me want to bring back Poe. I’m eternally grateful to you for that. I have found such an amazing and welcoming home in this community and I wouldn’t have it without you, I love you loads, thanks a bunch.

@jedirisen : okay, so we met pretty early in and thank god we did. i adore your Rey, but more than anything you’ve been such an incredible friend. You’re always down to plot and create and just talk. You put up with my constant recommendations and are just one of the sweetest humans I’ve ever met. I’m super pumped that we found each other and I hope we have many great years of friendship ahead of us.

@fxrcefound​ : you’re a babe, you know that? Like, just such a good bean! Thank you for putting up with all my bullshit and being so fucking welcoming. I showed up in the fandom and within the first week we had multiple threads. I adore you, as does my Ben. Love’s his princess wife so much, tbh. But, no honestly I’m so glad I’ve found a friend in you. A gem, truly.

@scavenger-warrior : Ahhhh! Hi, I love you. So, first of all let me just say that our beautiful time leap verse (that all of our followers are currently being deprived of bc discord is so much better lol) is one of my all time favourite verses I’ve EVER done. It makes me so immensely happy and Ben is just in love.

@choosenskywalker : I’m TRASH! I’m so excited for the verses we have started, I’m just awful at replying. But, I really am so excited and I adore your writing, you’re very talented. You’re also super sweet and have the patience of a god. Thank you for being lovely, and I swear I’ll get better because I’m so excited to see where these things go.

@aequusjedi & @killingpast​  : you guys get a joint one because i love our poly babies despite me being a lazy bitch and not writing much with them yet. Nah, can I just say how excited I was when you joined our group Cas. I’m so excited to see how this develops and watch our babies fall in love. Aside from that though, both of you have been just lovely people OOC. I’m so lucky to have such wonderful partners like yourselves.

BENS:

@sithroyal : hey there! We also met in my early days here, and you’ve been such a joy to write with, no matter what character it’s on. You’re portrayal is one of pure perfection. I love writing with you and any reply always makes me so excited. On top of that you’ve been so kind and inviting and it really meant a lot since I was HELLA INTIMIDATED by you when I first got here.

@endheir : LOOK EVERYONE, IT’S J.J. ABRAMS EVIL TWIN, come to fix all the shit J.J. broke. No, seriously I am so impressed and will never not be intimidated by how amazing you and your writing is! THIS IS THE BEN SOLO WE DESERVED! But, you’re such a peach and so nice and I adore plotting with you. Thanks for being the bomb dot com.

@dyadalone : WE ARE CRACK ROYALTY, thank you very much. No, really though I love when we (and our friends) get up to our shenanigans. But, aside from that Poe is also just IN LOVE! And, I adore you OOC. Such a kind and loving person, you da best! I am so happy we found each other through this hellsite and can’t wait to see what nonsense our future brings.

@brokendyad : HELLO I LOVE YOU! You’re such a solid friend and such a talented writer. I’m so happy we get to have so much fun writing and plotting. You’re an absolute dear and I’ll never get over how lucky I am to have such amazing friends. Thanks for being great and I hope we stay close forever.

@lghtpulled : okay, so i can’t explain my infinite love for you. I can’t. All my characters over here being obsessed over your Ben. I’ve told you how much I adore your Ben, but I can’t say it enough. Also, our high school verse GIVES ME LIFE! But, nah you’re just so talented and SO KIND! I’m so glad that despite being SO FUCKING INTIMIDATED by you we managed to form this amazing friendship. I’m keeping you.

THE FAM:

@kesdameronn : SCARF DAD! No, lol I love that Poe’s dad is around. We haven’t done much yet but we have all the time in the world for the Dameron bros to get up to shit together. Also, Zep you are such a kind and cute soul and I just love ya!

@lieutenantxbey : Mama Dameron, how could we not love? Poe loves his mama so much and lowkey wants to be just like her. I love seeing Shara on the dash. And the few times we’ve spoken you’ve been just a ray of light, so keep being awesome.

@legacybeyne : this little shit! No, I’m kidding, Poe loves his cousin. Like wants to throw him out an airlock sometimes, but loves him. I adore this character so much and I’m so happy Poe has more family around. Also, OOC you seem like a super cool person, so definitely don’t stop that.

LUKE:

@jedishope​ : SHANE! I don’t know if I could tell you how much I actually adore you? Like, I don’t think I could. And, I low-key don’t want to because it would deffo scare you off, lol. But, no you’re just an absolute ray of sunshine and such a beautiful person. A person only has to talk to you for a second to see how just full or love and kindness you are. You bring so much joy to my dash and I’m forever thankful for it! Not to mention your Luke is hands down the best Luke I’ve ever seen. Absolutely perfect! I was so scared to approach you at first because you were just so fucking talented and obviously still are! I love your Luke with my whole heart and so does Poe.

HUX:

@muddledbloodlines : I am so excited for the verse we’ve created for our lonely babies and can’t wait to see where it goes. You have such an interesting take on this character and I love it! I’m so excited to get to know you better and really explore this. I’m honestly just in love with your writing and imagination.

OCS:

 @congeriemgriseo : so it won’t tag you, which is RUDE! But, anyway: I adore Any. Such an incredibly well thought out and beautiful OC. I’m quite picky when it comes to OCs, despite having one of my own. But, I was enraptured from the moment I read her bio, and you have not disappointed! She’s such a beautiful little chaos machine and I love her.

@orderengineer : okay, so I actually usually despise OCs that are really kind. Because as much as Mary Sue characters are fine to write, I personally can’t write opposite them. However, that’s not what Syla is! She’s so much more complex than that and I adore her. Both Ben and Orion find her insanely interesting and think she’s super fucking talented. I love this character you've created. It’s also just insane to see my characters name on the dash lol. You’re also such a sweetheart OOC and it always makes my day.

@petitehux : so for anyone who doesn’t know? I LOVE Kat. Like, I am obsessed, I have 100s of photos of her saved on my phone. I am just in love. Her and Dove Cameron are my two ultimate celebrity crushes. Which was the original reason I decided to check out your blog, and I’m so fucking happy I did. Ryann is so fucking cool and I think she brings such an interesting dynamic to the whole trilogy story. I can’t wait for myself to stop being lazy and get some bomb shit going with this incredible OC.

I’M A STALKER (also we need to rp!):

@hopedyad : I love seeing you on my dash and I adore keeping up with your posts. You’re a super talented writer and I hope in the future I stop being a shy bean and we can actually do cool things lol. You seem super sweet and like you’ve got a wicked sense of humor OOC too.

@tornbetweenthestorm : So, I LOVE FN! It’s so great to see such an interesting OC. I adore the work and thought you’ve put into this character and his struggles. Anytime I stop to read one of your replies to a partner I’m just overcome by your brilliance. I’m so happy I stumbled across your blog (thank you tumblr recs) and have been lucky enough to be mutuals with you.

@iamthecrder : well hello there. So, yeah I think your Hux is super cool and right on the money. It’s so interesting to see a different version of him and I honestly think you’re so incredibly talented! Keep being awesome, my good dude.

OTHER:

@mangohub : Monroe. My love, what can I say? You’ve followed me from my original Alec all the way to here. Despite not being a Star Wars fan you still follow me on multiple of your blogs. I will always love you. I will also never stop being astounded by your talent and world building capabilities. In case there was any confusion, YOU ARE  MY FAVOURITE PERSON ON TUMBLR. Also, you are the most talented person I’ve ever followed. I will never stop being so happy to see you, no matter the blog, on my dash. On top of being the most talented writer I know, you also happen to be the sweetest human on the planet. You have so much love in your heart and you pour into your friends like it’s going out of style. I’m so so lucky to have you and I love you, okay?

Obviously I don't talk to you lads enough, but a special shoutout to @poewingsdameron, @lightskipped, , @flyjacket, @sprklit & @vuuelo for playing this amazing bean alongside me. 

Okay, now onto the giveaway. So, friendly reminder that I make all my own stuff, so if you want examples of my work just check out across my blogs. That being said, when it comes to graphics, icons, etc I’m not very talented with creating stuff myself, so I use other peoples free templates, borders, psds and so on. I think I’m decently talented at putting them together, though. Also, having me do it just saves you a stupid amount of time lol.

Simply enter by liking AND/OR reblogging, the winners will be chosen using a random number generator. I will contact each of you via IM (or discord if we have each other) to discuss getting to work on the prizes. The only real rule is DO NOT SPAM YOUR FOLLOWERS. I’m not gonna put a limit on how many times you can reblog, but be fucking courteous to your followers, okay? This giveaway ends on APRIL 10th at NOON GMT-6.

1st PLACE: 200 icons of the character of your choosing, a promo & a dash icon.

2nd PLACE:  100 icons of the character of your choosing & a dash icon.

3rd PLACE:  100 icons of the character of your choosing.

#☆☆☆ 𝓱𝓸𝓹𝓮 𝓲𝓼 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓾𝓷 | save #☆☆☆ 𝓳𝓸𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓻𝓮𝓼𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓷𝓬𝓮 | promo #100 followers #follow forever #(i love you all a lot okay?) #(and im so thankful for everyone who's joined me on this ride) #(this is long af) #(i dont believe in just tagging people and not telling them why they rock so...)

[violetleaves]

filming: season one, episode five | days five & six time: varies, but mostly end of day. location: on set! inspired by: this song, a weston nichols self para!!! for @harmcomforts​

      rock me real slowly,                        put a bib on me.                  i’m just like a baby... droolin’ over you. & the things you do. 

        it must be pure luck that in the midst of wes’ massive crush on charlotte, he’s had multiple opportunities to film scene after scene beside her -- more of them romantic in nature than usual. going into the filming of episode five, wes was aware that they’d be sharing a bulk of their screen time together, as the episode does focus heavily on his character oliver and the budding relationship between him and lakeynn -- but it’s not just the chemistry between two fictional characters that’s being picked up by the camera. no, it must be obvious -- painfully obvious that wes cannot keep his eyes off the other girl. he hopes he’s being subtle, considering it is scripted that towards the end of the fifth episode the two become progressively more handsy and gazey with one another. and he’s especially grateful for this, because otherwise, he’s not exactly sure how he’d be able to handle his feelings on set if it weren’t for these perfectly scripted moments, like where she’s propped up on his lap for a scene and he’s staring at her like she’s the most marvelous thing he’s ever laid eyes on. 

ever since the night of his grand apology in the janitors closet, the harmless, blossoming infatuation for charlotte has erupted into much more. the only thing that occupies his mind aside from his memorized dialogue is charlotte. her heavenly voice, her infectious smile, the sweet scent of her shampoo. the next day out on the rowboat didn’t exactly do much to calm these growing feelings either.  how could it, when she’s saying things like you can kiss me again whenever you want? in fact, it only seemed to inspire more in him, a side of wes that he’s never actually experienced before. jealousy. growing up in the spotlight, adored by fans and disliked by cast-mates, the opportunity for a serious romance was slim, and the public ones that charlotte has probably heard about were nothing more than a show; something put on by his mother to encourage more publicity. jealousy never came up -- unless it was falsely being suggested by a media outlet. this is something that he’s been meaning to talk to her about, but it’s been difficult... for a couple of reasons.

number one being that wes can’t seem to form a proper sentence around her. all of a sudden. when they’re in between takes, or watching another cast member filming one of their scenes, wes can never seem to find the right words. it’s like someone has stolen his charm, replaced him with an awkward teenage boy who can only seem to think about kissing her every five seconds. even when they’re not near each other on set, when wes is left alone to play brickbreaker on his phone in the corner until his next scene, he’s distracted. getting past level seven hundred isn’t top priority anymore -- staring at charlotte from across the room, practically drooling over how divine she looks underneath purple-toned stage lights is a far more worthwhile activity. it would be a miracle if she hasn’t noticed the way his green eyes follow her around the room when they’re not filming a scene together. 

and number two... is a whole other story. it involves his mother, and he’s not sure he’s ready to talk to charlotte about her yet. other than vague comments about her here and there, wes has remained steadfast in not bringing her up, and he doesn’t want the two of them to ever interact if he can help it. wes knows that the moment his mother is aware that there’s something going on between them, she’ll milk it for as much, and as long as she can. no longer will this relationship that feels actually real, and sparks something inside of him that he’d only ever acted out before -- once the claws of his mother have dug into them, it will never be the same. and wes wants to protect charlotte from that for as long as he can. 

which is why he’s attempted to limit their romantics to only their scenes, as much as he wants to whisk her away to his trailer when they’re finished for the day in the hopes that maybe they can build more onto their relationship other than just lip-locking on and off camera. there are definitely eyes on him, ones with gossipy mouths attached that will definitely report back to his mother the second they realize that their on-screen relationship has escalated. even the sight of the two of them sitting a little too close to each other could be perceived as some kind of romantic gesture, so he’s a little overly cautious. he’s still nice. he’s still the good guy he promised her in that closet that he would be, but he isn’t reaching to hold her hand when there are others around, as much as he wants to delicately trace his fingers over the intricate lines on her palms. 

over the passing couple days, the second they’ve wrapped for the day, wes finds himself in close proximity to charlotte, and he’s stuck with the struggle of keeping his eyes from wandering to places that they shouldn’t: the small amount of cleavage the outfit they’ve chosen for her is showing, the way she looks a little too good in those jeans.... the tantalizing pucker of her lips. there’s a part of him that wants to push her to the side, make a mean comment and run back to his trailer to fantasize about her like a little kid in grade school with an innocent crush. he can’t do this though -- they’ve come too far since their connection in the closet for him to do anything more than pretend he sees danny out of the corner of his eye and mumble: 

       “um.... i’m sorry, i have to go but... i’ll see you in the morning.” he does always leave her with sweet smile and a gentle touch on the arm, as if to secretly say he’ll be thinking about her when she’s not around. because he is -- nonstop. she’s gracefully dancing around his mind, and he’s writing down each and every thought about her in private, composing lyrics that he’s confident will never see the eyes of anyone besides himself. unknowingly, she’s got him wrapped around her finger, desperate to explore more of her than what’s been shown. he’ll wait -- impatiently, but he’ll wait. for that perfect secluded moment where they can be alone, and he can somehow manage to get his confidence back. it’ll happen. he believes it will. 

#{wes & charlotte} #harmcomforts #this song been STUCK in my head for DAYS and its been wes vibes the Whole time #i made gazey a word #if i say its a word -- its a word. its my birthday #i just listened to this song for like 4 hours straight lmao #that tag made more sense when i wrote this on my birthday

[hopesilverheart]

Title: I loved your colours (before I loved you) Artist: @calliartss​ Rating: Explicit (Chapter 10 only) Pairings: Magnus Bane/Alec Lightwood, Alec Lightwood & Clary Fray, Clary Fray/Isabelle Lightwood Word Count: ~95k Summary: Magnus Bane is a journalist who's always dreamed of modelling for Lightwood Fashions. When the CEO Alec Lightwood starts looking for new models for their spring collection, he jumps on the occasion.

In the meantime, Alec Lightwood is struggling with the idea of finally announcing his role as co-designer. When Magnus Bane strolls into his life, Alec is torn between keeping his secret or throwing all caution to the wind.

This fic was created for the Malec Discord Mini Bang 2020.

Chapter 5: Can’t get you out of my head

If Magnus had thought working for Fade Media was exhausting, it was nothing compared to what he had to deal with now that he worked for the Lightwoods. He was happier, of course, which made all the difference, but he still had to work long hours to accommodate both his trial run on the Media side and his duties on the Fashion side. He had no idea how Isabelle did it, but he admired her more and more by the second.

Especially since she always looked fabulous, never complained about how hard she had to work, and managed to make it to his office before him every single day. She was usually alone though, so he had no idea what to make of the new presence in his work space.

“Isabelle, you brought a friend,” he raised his eyebrows in Clary’s direction before greeting the redhead. “You could have told me; I would have bought her some coffee and breakfast as well. Now I feel like a terrible person for not taking her needs into account. Tell me, how do you feel about coffee with just milk?”

“Not great,” Clary admitted, chuckling at Magnus’ put-upon frown. “But I promise you, I’m fine. I can steal some of Isabelle’s undoubtedly sweet nonsense and take a bite of her food if I feel like it. This is very kind of you, though. Do you do it every day?”

“Ah, yes,” Magnus smiled sheepishly, thinking of the reason why he was getting Isabelle that ridiculously expensive drink every day. “Well, what can I say? I’m just a good friend like that. Can you believe she doesn’t even pay me back by taking me out for drinks or anything along those lines? Makes me wonder why I befriended her in the first place, really.”

“Well, that’s Isabelle for you,” Clary grinned. “So selfish it’s a wonder she has any friends at all. I only spend time with her because Alec gets all huffy if I complain about her too much, and she only spends time with me because she’s desperate for a piece of all this.”

“Arrogance doesn’t suit you, Fray,” Isabelle rolled her eyes, although there was a small smile twitching at the corner of her lips. God, the two of them were adorable. “Besides, we all know the real reason why we spend time together is because everyone else in the building refuses to talk to us when we’re in a mood. You have quite the temper, Fray, and I-”

“Oh yes, we know how you get,” Clary snickered, dodging Isabelle’s elbow when the brunette tried to nudge her in the side. “Anyways, we’re not here on a social call. Or, we are, but not just to say hello or enjoy the food or whatever else it is you two do in this fancy office. How did you convince Maryse to give you such a good spot, Magnus?”

“The perks of being Head Editor,” Magnus shrugged, wondering if the guilt of saying those words would ever go away. Maybe when he would be officially given the position – maybe, hopefully. “I wasn’t about to work out there with Isabelle and her little team of gossipers, especially since I know they have conversations about me every time I turn away. And if you’re not here for my company, is there anything I can do to help?”

“Oh, absolutely,” Clary beamed at him. It should have been completely innocent, but something about it set Magnus on edge and made him wonder if he should have backed out of the building as soon as he had noticed those two together in his office.

After all, he had heard of the infamous rivalry between those ladies, not to mention the sexual tension in the room was off the charts. He hadn’t seen the two of them together yet, but he was starting to understand why there was a betting pool in the first place. He was also starting to understand why people didn’t want to deal with the two of them at the same time; the wicked grins on their faces told Magnus he was in for a world of trouble if he didn’t bow to their whims.

“Look, we’re not blind,” Isabelle started softly. “We know you have a little crush on my brother, even if it’s only physical right now. We also know my brother has a little crush on you, and I have it under good authority that it’s already a little more than just physical on his end of things. That authority being me, of course.”

“And see, that wouldn’t be a problem at all,” Clary continued, sighing heavily as though it pained her to say this. “If not for the fact that both of you are apparently determined to ignore the sparks that fly whenever you’re in the same room. Alec hasn’t dated in a while, not that I should be telling you this, and he’s not going to make the first move because you’re technically his employee. Which means the only way anything is going to happen is if you ask him out.”

“Oh my god,” Magnus groaned. “You’re here to talk to me about my love life? Because I assure you, I already get enough matchmaking advice from my friends; I don’t need it from my colleagues as well. Besides, I’m not sure I’m completely comfortable with asking my boss out either.”

“Right,” Isabelle snorted. “Try again. We may have only known each other for two weeks, Magnus, but I know the last thing you lack is bravery and boldness. If you like my brother, just ask him out; I promise he won’t say no. In fact, he’ll probably jump on the opportunity and then proceed to squeal in Clary’s general direction for a few hours until he calms down enough to speak.”

“Such kind words for Alec,” Clary shook her head, a look of genuine annoyance entering her eyes. “What Isabelle means to say is that Alec would be delighted to go out with you. He might be a bit nervous, or a bit cold at times because that’s his default setting, but he’s a good guy and I think you should give him a chance. I promise you won’t regret it.”

“Because as his sister and his best friend, you two are definitely going to give me the most unbiased advice,” Magnus chuckled, although he would be lying if he said he hadn’t thought about exploring the obvious attraction he and Alec shared. “Look, I’ll think about it, alright? But I’m not going to ask a man out just because two people he loves tried to push me into it. If the perfect moment arises, I’ll ask him out and see if things work out, but if not… Well, let’s just say I don’t like being pestered about my romantic life too much.”

“Of course,” Clary nodded. “But just remember what I said about Alec and his love of everything romantic; put him in front of a good rom-com, and you’ll already be halfway to having him worship you forever.”

“A good rom-com?” Magnus laughed softly. “That sounds like a bit of a contradiction, but I’ll see what I can find. If we go on a date, of course. Now please, I have a lot of work to do before I go into the studio with Raphael for a few practise shoots this afternoon, so if you could…”

“Right!” Isabelle exclaimed, clapping her hands excitedly and winking at Magnus before sauntering out of the office. “Hurry up, Fray, wouldn’t want you to miss out on your meeting that’s due to start in… Oh, just about now.”

“Lightwood, you absolute-” Her voice trailed off as the redhead rushed out of Magnus’ office, distress written all over her face.

And then Magnus was all alone. He breathed in deeply, taking in the silence and the peace and the wonderful view from his office all at once. Once upon a time, he had hated times like these, times when the world stopped and all he had left were his thoughts. He had hated how lost they made him feel, like he wasn’t and would never be in control of his life. Now though, with his new job and a bright future ahead of him, he found himself alone and smiled.

He smiled because Isabelle Lightwood was a wonderful woman, and he smiled because for once in his life, he actually liked his job. He smiled because he was starting to feel more at home here than he ever had before, and he smiled because apparently, Alexander Lightwood had a crush on him.

It wasn’t like the revelation was complete news to him, since Alec spent more time looking at him than anyone else on the fashion crew, but it was still nice to get confirmation. Not that it meant he would actually ask the man out, since that would be all sorts of inappropriate.

For one, Alec was his boss. He was the CEO of the company, and he probably wouldn’t want to deal with the backlash he would get for dating one of his employees. Secondly, Magnus was actively lying to him. Well, he was lying to just about everyone, but that also included Alec and he had never been one to hide things from his partners. Thirdly, no matter how pretty the man was and how kind he could be on the surface, he was a businessman who dressed like he had no idea what to do with himself. It couldn’t work.

And even if it could, even if things miraculously worked out and Alec accepted Magnus’ invitation and dated him and fell for him, Magnus just wasn’t sure he was ready to deal with the inevitable heartbreak that would come from a relationship between him and Alexander Lightwood. He had had enough of that for a lifetime, thank you very much.

Shaking his head to get rid of any and all Alexander related thoughts, Magnus turned back towards his desk and started sorting through the piles of paperwork he had to hand in by the end of the week. The modelling sessions that weekend had really cut back on his free time, and he was running a lot later than he would have liked.

The thing about starting a new job was that he didn’t actually know anyone who could help him with his workload. Sure, he had Isabelle, but he already felt bad enough about making her lie to her family and friends; the last thing he wanted to do was add to her worries by telling her he was having a hard time dealing with all the work the previous Head Editor had left behind.

For someone who was usually great at making friends, Magnus had to admit he hadn’t done a great job at getting to know his media colleagues. He had been so busy with the fashion side of things that he had forgotten these were going to be his people for the foreseeable future if things went well. This was his team and he needed to get it together if he wanted everything to work out on this side of the company.

Mind made up, he gathered a particularly difficult stack of papers and headed out of his office, glancing around the main work room and completely bypassing Isabelle’s desk and questioning gaze. He knew she had an article to work on, so she definitely wouldn’t be his helper for the day. However, there was one employee he had seen around, and he knew he was close to Isabelle so there was a good chance he would be willing to help Magnus out just because of their mutual friend.

Not letting himself think about it for too long, Magnus took a deep breath and walked straight to the back of the huge work room, stopping in front of a nerdy but kind looking man. Simon Lewis was a good writer as far as Magnus could tell, and since he trusted Isabelle’s judgement, probably also a good man.  

“Um, Mister Bane,” the brunet fumbled with his laptop, putting it down on his desk and straightening up in his seat, uncrossing his legs and running a hand through his hair in a futile attempt to tame it. “Did you need something, sir?” 

“Simon, right?” Magnus waited for the man to nod before smiling and extending a hand for him to shake. Simon looked stunned for a few seconds, but he quickly shook himself out of his daze and gripped Magnus’ hand firmly, his nervous gulp not escaping Magnus’ notice. “I seem to have found myself in a bit of a tight spot. I had no idea how much paperwork and leftover articles I would have to take over from my predecessor, and since I also have to work with the fashion team every other day, I’m struggling to keep up with everything. I was wondering if you would be willing to take care of the smaller things, the papers that don’t need my immediate attention and such. I would of course mention all of this on your monthly report and make sure you were paid appropriately for this extra workload.”

For a moment, Simon just gaped at Magnus as though he hadn’t understood a word of what the older man had said. Not that Magnus could blame him, since they had never talked to each other before and Magnus was now thrusting a huge task on him like it was nothing much.

“Of course, sir!” The brunet exclaimed after a few more seconds of silence, taking the pile of papers from Magnus and placing them on his desk carefully, scribbling a hasty ‘important’ note on top of a post-it before towards Magnus with a smile. “Thank you for trusting me with this, Mister Bane.”

“Just call me Magnus,” he waved the man’s thanks away, not wanting the people on his team to hate him the same way he had hated Lorenzo. The best way to do that was by making sure they knew everyone here was equal, no matter what their position was. “I know I haven’t had the time to talk to all of you yet, but I’m really hoping I’ll be able to make the best of this job and prove that I can be a reliable boss you can trust with your problems.”

“Oh,” Simon said inelegantly, looking a little bit impressed by Magnus’ speech – he didn’t preen, but it was a near thing. “Thank you, si- Magnus. And you know, if you ever need any help getting to know these people, I’m your man! I’ve been here for a few years now, and I’m close to the Lightwoods which gives me a few privileges other people don’t have.”

“Ah yes, I noticed you were friends with Isabelle,” Magnus nodded in the woman’s direction, raising his eyebrows when he noticed she was already staring at them, her brows knitted together confusedly. “Have you known her for long?”

“I’m dating her brother,” Simon chuckled, his gaze turning fond at the mention of his boyfriend. “Jace and I just moved in together but we’ve been dating for a little over a year and a half, so I know the family quite well. Isabelle and I aren’t best friends or anything, but we get along well enough, and she’s always willing to help me out when I’m stuck on something.”

“She’s a very kind woman,” Magnus hummed in agreement, thinking about the favour she had granted him even before they really knew each other. “I’m glad you have people here you can trust. The atmosphere is a lot nicer than ones I’ve had to deal with in the past, and I hope I can maintain it for as long as I work here.”

“I’m sure you’ll do just fine,” Simon snorted, coughing in embarrassment when Magnus sent him an unimpressed look. He hadn’t even talked to anyone yet, so how could they possibly know whether or not he would be good for the team. “I mean, everyone’s happy to have someone young in charge of the team, and on top of that you’re a model, so… Yeah, I haven’t heard any complaints so far. But if you want to check it out for yourself, you could always come to our weekly bar night. We usually go out every Friday, and you’re more than welcome to join. I’m sure Izzy was going to invite you anyways.”

Magnus tilted his head to the side, considering the offer. It wasn’t that he was opposed to nights out with his colleagues, but he had never… His heart clenched as he realised this was the first time anyone had actually bothered to ask him about a work event. Back at Fade Media, his co-workers had quickly caught onto the fact that Lorenzo only ever showed up when Magnus wasn’t there, so he hadn’t been invited to a bar night in what felt like years.

Hell, it probably had been years.

“I’ll definitely be there,” he smiled softly at Simon, feeling like he had handed the other man the moon when he grinned back happily. “Although I tend to work late, so there’s no guarantee that I’ll make it there on time.”

“Totally fine,” Simon assured him. “Now, I have tons of paperwork to go through, and I’m almost certain your piles are worse, so you should probably get back to it. Wouldn’t want to lose our amazing boss after less than a month just because he was too busy chatting with the team. It was nice meeting you, Magnus!”

“And you too, Simon,” Magnus nodded, backing away from the man’s desk and biting his lip to stop from beaming like a loon as he walked back to his office.

And if he stopped by Isabelle’s cubicle to high-five her over his small victory before getting back to work, it wasn’t like anyone was going to judge him. This was his team, and he would make sure it remained the best damned team in the country for as long as he lived.

  Magnus couldn’t remember the last time he had been this happy to stay at work late.

When he worked under Lorenzo, late nights often meant articles he would never manage to finish on time and projects he couldn’t have cared less about. Now that he was his own boss, however, late nights meant take out in his office as he poured over the tips Raphael had given him about modelling.

He was almost halfway done with the leftover media paperwork, Simon had introduced him to two other members of his team, and he could still see Isabelle’s shadow from where she was bent over her desk, typing away like the genius writer she was. Overall, his evening couldn’t have been going any better.

When his phone rang, Catarina’s caller ID glaring up at him, he couldn’t help but grin, glad to hear from his friend. They hadn’t been able to talk properly ever since he had signed up for two jobs at once, and he would be lying if he said he didn’t miss her voice.

“Cat!” He exclaimed into his phone, putting his friend on speaker as he high-lighted one of Raphael’s notes on the proper preparation for a photo shoot. “How are you doing, my wonderful friend?”

“Well, work is a pain and I haven’t seen my best friend in what feels like forever, but I suppose I could be doing a lot worse,” his best friend answered. In the past, Magnus would have felt guilty for his lack of free time, but he knew Catarina was mostly kidding. She was just as – if not more – happy as him about his new job, and she understood being Head Editor meant a heavier workload for him. “You could at least call me once in a while, you know? We used to call every day back when you worked for the lizard.”

“I didn’t have to keep up with two different teams at once when I still worked for Lorenzo,” Magnus pointed out, frowning at one of Raphael’s points and circling it, adding a bunch of question marks to indicate his utter confusion over the advice. “But I’m glad you called. I’m still at the office, so I could use the virtual company. Although I’m actually not the only one to stay here late, so I could technically spend some time with Isabelle if I didn’t think I’d be distracting her.”

“Found a workaholic after your own heart?” Catarina chuckled. “How is the lovely Isabelle, by the way? I know you told me she was the one helping you out with that insane plan, so I’m assuming your friendship is going well.”

“She’s quite the woman,” Magnus hummed, looking over at the brunette and smiling fondly at her look of complete concentration.

“And she has quite the brother,” Catarina added, sounding far too innocent for Magnus’ tastes.

“Yes she- Wait a second,” Magnus frowned, narrowing his eyes in Isabelle’s direction and sighing when she didn’t even look up. “Have the two of you been talking? Cat, have you been stalking my new friends to keep up with my unfortunate love life?”

“Ha! So you admit there’s a love life to talk about!” His best friend crowed. “I knew it. That man is far too hot for his own good, just your type, and Raphael tells me he’s an amazing person.”

“The day when Raphael describes someone as an amazing person is the day I quit this perfect job,” Magnus snorted. “Although I won’t deny that Isabelle’s brother is… something. We haven’t talked much, since we both have plenty of responsibilities to deal with outside of the spring collection, but he seems nice enough.”

“Magnus,” Catarina said sternly. Magnus involuntarily sobered up, sitting up straighter and immediately cursing himself for his natural reactions to his best friend’s ‘mom’ voice. “I know you’re scared of dating again, and I’m assuming that Alec’s status in the company isn’t helping soothe your nerves, but you can’t let your past with Camille get in the way of your future.”

“Look, I barely even know the man,” Magnus sighed, rubbing his hand over his face tiredly. The late hour was starting to catch up with him, and he had had more than enough talk of his love life for the month. “Yes, he’s attractive, and I’m sure he’s also a good person, funny and kind and perfect, but I’m just not sure it’s worth the risk. He’s the CEO to the company I’m actively lying to about my history, I feel like that’s not conducive to a trusting relationship.”

“You could always tell him the truth,” Catarina deadpanned, but Magnus disregarded that idea immediately. He wasn’t about to screw things up so early on in his new career. “Or you could just ask him out on a date, see how things go, and then decide whether or not you want to take things further or not.”

It wasn’t a terrible idea – Catarina’s ideas never were – but for the first time in a long time, Magnus was in a good place. He had a good job, and he was making new friends, and he was happy with what he had achieved over the past month. If he dated Alexander and messed things up because of a relationship again, he wasn’t sure he would be able to recover from it.

On the other hand, it really didn’t have to mean anything. They could go on a date, see if they were compatible or not, and Magnus could always back out if he realised the relationship wasn’t worth the risk of losing his entire life. He could always tell Alexander he had had a nice time but would rather remain colleagues – friends at best.

It was an option, and one that Magnus should have really considered earlier. One date didn’t mean he would get married to the man.

“I’ll think about it,” he finally told his friend. “And the next time I see him, I’ll consider asking him out. This isn’t a promise that I’ll do it, though, just that I won’t dismiss the notion outright. Maybe… Maybe it’s time I moved on properly.”

“Maybe it is,” Catarina said softly, as though she hadn’t been trying to get Magnus to date for the past two years. “This could be good for you, Magnus, so don’t screw it up. Raphael told me Isabelle had stopped by to push you in the right direction today, and I think you should take her advice.”

“God, you’re all ganging up on me now!” Magnus cried out, although he couldn’t even pretend to be annoyed at his friends. He liked that all of the people he cared about got along, liked that Raphael and Isabelle already knew each other and enjoyed each other’s company, liked that Catarina approved of his choices.

“I just want you to be happy, Magnus,” his best friend murmured. “Keep that in mind before you lose your chance with Alec.”

She hung up on him before he could say anything else, and Magnus spent the next few minutes cursing his phone and his friends and Alexander Lightwood. He wouldn’t be in this mess if it wasn’t for the man – although he also wouldn’t have his job as a model, so he supposed there were pros and cons to the CEO’s continued existence.

Just as he managed to push Catarina’s words to the back of his mind again, the elevator door dinged open, bringing a frown to Magnus’ face. As far as he knew, Isabelle and he were the only ones remaining on the floor, and the brunette had told him that she generally only left around eleven, so there was no reason for her to be leaving quite yet.

Indeed, when he glanced over at her cubicle, she was still in her seat, staring at her computer intently. And then he looked further than that and his heart skipped a beat.

He wasn’t sure whether to thank or curse the world for the sight in front of him, but he knew he definitely wasn’t ready to deal with it.

Because of course, Alexander looked just as good at ten at night as he did in the middle of the day. He was still wearing his work suit, and he was grinning at his sister like she was the goddamned sun, and Magnus was not fit for an assault of that magnitude so late at night.

His first instinct was to duck and take cover underneath his desk but, before he could put his plan in action, Isabelle was waving in his direction, making all of Alexander’s attention shift to him instead of her. God, he hated her so much. His friends were going to pay for their meddling, and they wouldn’t know what was hitting them once he got around to enacting his revenge.

Then Alexander turned towards him, and he forgot all about revenge. The man really was beautiful, handsome in a conventional way that Magnus had always appreciated. His eyes were stunning, shining even in the office’s dim lighting, and his soft smile was almost too much for Magnus to handle.

He had told Catarina he would think about what she had told him and would take some time before he made a decision about Alec, but he had always been a weak man. And Alexander Lightwood was everything Magnus had dreamed of having, wrapped in one beautiful package. No matter how afraid he was to screw things up and ruin his life, he hadn’t been this intrigued by someone in a very long time, and he wasn’t willing to miss out on this possibly once in a lifetime opportunity because of his ridiculous hold-ups.

By the time Alexander reached his office after having talked to Isabelle for a few minutes, Magnus’ mind was made up. If Alec was as interested as his sister and Clary seemed to think he was, Magnus would take him on a date.

“Alexander,” he purred as the man walked into the room, blushing brightly at Magnus’ tone. The editor grinned roguishly at his flustered visitor; never let it be said that Magnus Bane didn’t know how to flirt. “What a pleasure to see you here so late. Did you need something?”

They both knew he didn’t. Chances were Alexander had come here to talk to his sister and had decided to spend some time with Magnus once he had realised the editor was still around. Still, it never hurt to be polite.

“No,” the taller man shook his head, his gaze never leaving Magnus’. “I stopped by to ask Izzy if she needed a ride, but she’s apparently got it all figured out. Do you always stay here this late?”

“With great power comes great responsibility,” Magnus shrugged, gesturing at the papers scattered over his desk, as well as the schedule he had pinned on his wall. The blasted thing was packed, and he tended not to look at it unless it was absolutely necessary. “I may have overestimated myself when I signed up for the modelling position just as I started my contract as Head Editor. Clarissa’s team doesn’t mess around with their work, and my little writers also need plenty of attention.”

“And yet Izzy tells me you’ve been handling everything perfectly so far,” Alec said, raising his eyebrows as though he was daring Magnus to contradict him. “It’s never easy to juggle between two jobs.”

“Have experience with that, do you?” Magnus snorted. It was no secret that Alexander had taken over his father’s company before he had even finished college, so Magnus highly doubted he had ever had to do two things at once. He wasn’t one to make assumptions, but with a family as rich as his, Magnus couldn’t picture Alexander working shifts at a coffee shop or supermarket.

“More than you might think,” Alec shrugged, his lips quirking up amusedly, almost as though Magnus was missing a piece of a bigger puzzle. “Anyways, I wouldn’t want to bother you if you have a lot to do, so maybe I should…”

“You’re not bothering me at all,” Magnus cut him off before the man could get carried away. “I’m never one to turn down such pleasant company, especially since I may just rip up Raphael’s notes if I have to look them over for one more minute. I love him, I really do, but he tends to make things a lot more complicated than they have to be.”

“It’s one of the things that makes him so interesting to work with, though,” Alec grinned, the smile lighting up his face in a way that made Magnus want to do something stupid, like kiss him or ask him- Oh. Right.

“Not that I don’t love talking about Raphael,” Magnus said as confidently as he could, leaning back in his chair and staring at Alec through hooded eyes. “But I actually wanted to ask you something when you so kindly showed up here looking as handsome as ever.”

“You did?” Alec murmured. He looked so hopeful, and Magnus immediately knew that Isabelle hadn’t been lying about her brother’s feelings. He wanted to be asked out, and Magnus was all too willing to give him exactly that.

“Certain sources that shall remain unnamed have told me that you’re quite the secret rom-com lover,” Magnus said, smiling teasingly at Alec as the man turned an even darker shade of red. “And it so happens that I also like cheesy movies, especially when I have the right company to enjoy them with.”

“Are you…” Alec started hoarsely, clearing his throat before trying again. “Are you asking me out? On a date?”

“Yes, Alexander,” Magnus chuckled fondly, his heart beating even faster as he realised that Alec Lightwood was adorable on top of everything else. “If you’d like that, I would love to go on a date with you. Maybe dinner and a movie at my place? I’m no chef, but I can make a few decent dishes when I have the right motivation.”

“I- Yeah,” Alec said softly. “Yeah, I would really like that. Although I should warn you right now that I haven’t been on a date in a pretty long time, so I’m probably going to screw this up in a thousand different ways before we even make it to your house.”

“I haven’t been on a date in quite a while either,” Magnus reassured him, feeling more than a little flattered when Alec’s eyes widened disbelievingly. “Would Saturday work for you? I promised Simon and Isabelle I would go to the Media team’s weekly bar night on Friday, so…”

“Saturday sounds perfect,” Alec smiled.

Behind the man, Isabelle was dancing victoriously at her desk, sending Magnus a flurry of thumbs up and excited signs before sobering up, glancing innocently at Alec when he turned to look at her suspiciously.

“Sorry about her,” he said sheepishly as he stared back at Magnus. “She can get a little intense when it comes to my love life, and I know you two are friends, so she probably mentioned me a few times…”

“And I didn’t mind at all,” Magnus smiled. “Besides, I’m glad to know that your sister approves. It’ll make things easier down the line, if I ever have to meet your family.”

The words slipped out before he could stop them, but he couldn’t find it in himself to regret them when Alexander smiled dopily at him, nodding as though he agreed with Magnus. Clearly, they were both as bad as the other.

“Right, so, Saturday?” Magnus repeated after a few moments of silence. It wasn’t that the silence was uncomfortable, but he needed to finish up his work for the night and head out before he fell asleep on his desk. As much as he would have loved to talk to Alexander some more, that would have to wait until their date – their date!

“Saturday,” Alec nodded. “I’m looking forward to it.”

With one last blush and a quick wave, Alexander was stepping out of the office, playfully ruffling his sister’s hair, and heading for the elevator, looking over his shoulder one last time before disappearing behind the metal doors.

As soon as he was gone, Isabelle let out an unearthly shriek, rushing into Magnus’ office excitedly and congratulating him for working up the courage to ask out her brother. Magnus let her talk for as long as she needed, too busy thinking about Alexander and all the things they could do during their date to mind her endless chatter.

Catarina had been right; Alexander was definitely worth the risk.

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    📲 text messages | @xboutlxstnightmuses​

scott I am currently texting him and surprisingly remembered that I did say a lot of stuff to you...so I gotta update. also good morning omg I am rereading our texts? REALLY....omg omfg

liam You texted him already??? AND he texted back??? Oh, and good morning. Hungover?

scott yes and yes and yesterday, I did think I was bit much on the professor x student thing while talking to you I mean and now as it seems, I am trying to calm down Peter about that I don't think I would be THAT mature if that counts as that and a bit yes. Not my usual hangover...it is kind of lighter? how are you?

liam So it is going okay then? Your texts with him, I mean. You were freaking the heck out last night. I thought you might have a panic attack or something. I can only imagine how badly he's flipping out. Doesn't happen every day - having drinks and flirty conversation with a student. I'm fantastic. Totally invested, currently, in your affairs with your professor, so I'm glad to hear from you about it :laughing:

scott nope, he is freaking out. When I should be the one freaking out. Or I thought I shouls have been. Maybe texting you did help after all do you usually meddle in your friends' affairs ooor?

liam After sobering up & sleeping on it... you see, it's not too bad? I think you two should definitely keep talking. I mean, from the sounds of it, you two get along pretty well. Only when my friends affairs are as scandalous as a potential affair with a professor :laughing:

scott I mean, yeah this happened I didn't expect it to happen at all. And have fun And actually realize that I am attracted to him Or that he is even attracted to me; you have no idea how he looked at me or did all the things I have mentioned I mean yeah, I did understand those things but I always have the benefit of the doubt when drunk But I am so used at hiding my feelings. Especially for other men. This is the right situation just...to keep things low and don't do anything about it from now on I don't know if he wants to keep talking? So I will just stop?

liam He probably didn't either. But it did happen. So just have a little more fun with it. If anything... I mean, I don't know you very well, but I feel like you can definitely use some friends out here. Oh, I can only imagine. I mean, I can say with certainty that he's interested. Or it's the right situation for you to explore a bit of your sexuality while keeping things on the down low, without pressure of being public because ya'll can't, really. At least for now? Until you're out of his class, I imagine. Text him as long as he is texting you. Don't be rude. We both know you don't want to stop, anyways. Am I wrong?

scott The problem is that thw conversation at the moment has cooled down and I told him that if he doesn't want to happen again, it won't and he agreed. I DO want everything to continue no I mean keep it like that until ever. I don't want to be such an inconvenience to him and his job.

liam Well, of course he'd say that. He probably feels like he has to. Like it's the right thing to do. Then just keep chatting with him. See where it goes. Oh, shush. If he keeps talking to you, is it really that much of an inconvenience? Maybe just let him set the pace, you know? And if he is really interested, like i know he is, you two will hang out again. I'm willing to bet money on it, I'm that confident.

scott good because i have no idea how to set ANY pace how much? Cause you will give it to hin if you lose :stuck_out_tongue_winking_eye: ....he just told me i am interesting :flushed::flushed::flushed:

liam Yeah, yeah. Just let him take the lead then. If he isn't comfortable hanging out, he won't. If he is... it'll happen. At this rate, my bets starting at $50. :smirk: Did I mention how invested I am in this? It makes me happy hearing that I'm right.

scott great then.... this makes me want to invite him at my party, even more You haven't forgotten that, have you?

liam You most definitely should invite him to your party. You can tell him to bring a friend, even. So he feels more comfortable. I absolutely have not forgotten about that.

scott i don't know how to ask him he said he doesn't want to do this again

liam Just ask him, Scott. You don't have anything to lose. The worst to happen is he says no. So what? You aren't really losing anything, you know? Then you know that he really doesn't want to do it again.

scott he said okay...it was that easy oh my god.... I wasn’t prepared for this And now he tells me his coffee order. I need to memorize it :zany_face:

liam He did??? Omg. How am I so good at this???? Sh sh, you’re fine. It’ll be great. You’d better :laughing: is it an easy order? Or one of those overly complicated ones that we all hate so much :upside_down:

scott when we are done with my love life, you’ll have to tell me about yours I think it is fine? Nothing too complicated ? the only complicated thing is my feelings at the moment

liam Sure, sure. I’ll tell you all about it. But right now, yours is a lot more interesting than mine! What is his order?? :laughing::laughing: aint that the damn truth!

scott soy latte two sugars and sometimes a shot of espresso? kasdfhtagvyhvf he said I am very easy to talk to is that actually true?

liam :joy: so do you want to try to tell me again that you aren’t smitten?? Aw, Scott! He likes you!! :scream::scream: I think what is important right now is that HE thinks you are easy to talk to.

scott he hasn't even known me for long enough to think that he likes me though? NO? or my experience doesn't suffice here for me to know that?

liam That doesn’t matter. If you two clicked, you clicked and I guarantee it was felt by both parties. He’s in the same boat you’re in. Bet.

scott you are betting a lot on stuff we are gonna see about that

liam I know what it looks like when someone’s into you. This guy checks all the boxes.

scott HE WANTS TO MEET BEFORE THE PARTY OH MY GOD I THOUGHT.... I HAD TIME TO PREPARE EMOTIONALLY

scott okay I might have asked him to come to the coffee house? grande soy latte two sugars

liam Omg. Ok. Are you still questioning if he's into you now? And I hope you said yes. Like when you're working? So I'll get to see this guy????

scott YA HUH I can’t focus on that yes he said yes he was the one who suggested it omg :scream::scream::scream: yeah you will I AM DYING why do I think he is kind of flirting ? Maybe I am flirting too..am I? I don’t know

liam He suggested meeting at the coffee house??? Either way - he said yes and you're going to see him before your party, and I'll get to see how ya'll are around each other. I will have so much feedback to give you. Oh my god, is he??? are you??? What are ya'LL SAYING???

scott no he said he wanted to meet before the birthday party HE SAID IT Meanwhile, i asked him again to make sure....just to gain time and sent those messages to you I DON'T KNOW I just feel this eagerness i felt from him I swear to god if I was a little bit more drunk yesterday I might have given in to idk something completely crazy? ....he like....it is like he wants me and there is an invisible force between us and...he is coming closer and I am like...frozen but still liking it? It is rather uncomfortable but so masohistic and satisfying?

liam And then you invited him to the coffee house while you're working? You should definitely hang out with him when you have time to actually talk with him. Like outside of work. Hm, hm - interesting :thinking: Something completely crazy?? LIKE WHAT, SCOTT??? Uncomfortable because it's new to you? I think you're absolutely right though. I think he does want you. I think he likes you and I think the feeling is pretty mutual between you two. I'm so proud. This is a big step from last night.

scott yes I don't have any other time to meet him, Liam. I can't invite him to my apartment after work. I am going to be exhausted and....it feels that it is super suggestive I can't invite myself to his apartment either? and oh my god...I will die from a heart attack either from you or Peter. He said that he was going to surprise me at work. Like he is surprising me already with what he is saying to me ISN'T THAT ENOUGH? Like you know....kiss him? And maybe that is why I started texting you yesterday I have never felt the need to kiss someone before probably yeah...?

liam I mean, you could :thinking: invite him to yours. Giving how hesitant you both are getting into this, I highly doubt you two would do anything. Besides, it might be the only time you have outside of work, right? I think he’s understand that. Or just hang out when you’re out of work, too. I’m just suggesting because I really think that you are into him and vice versa :man_shrugging_tone1: But for now, maybe a few minute interactions at the coffee house will be enough for you two. :rofl::rofl: omg, he wants to surprise you at work??? I’m dying because I know you’d be dying and I’d love to see it :laughing: To be fair, I think you are both surprising each other quite a bit right now. :smirk: I knew you were going to say that. My advice - just do whatever you feel is right in the moment. You’ll know if he doesn’t want to kiss you, but you’ll also know if he does.

scott I don't know if I want to at this point. First the small conversations and then the invitation to my apartment oh SSHH he is driving me crazy and he doesn't know it. Because I basically don't show it much yes yes go with the flow or something I did that and I went so much with the flow that I asked him to watch a tv show with me

liam You don't know if you want to and yet you've asked him to watch a tv show with you :thinking: :joy: you just keep going with the flow, alright? It's leading you in the right direction. I can tell! You're definitely going crazy and it's so great to see. You're crushingggg. When was the last time you had a crush like this? What are you two going to watch?

scott I am just going with the flow. I need to see him once sober and not as a professor what if i am crushing??? This isn't helping me, I feel awful. I guess high school? but it wasn't like that and it was completely...clumsy?

liam I agree. You need to hang out with him sans alcohol and not at school. See how you two vibe. Then you're crushing! That's okay. It happens. Enjoy the feeling. Why do you feel awful? It's likely pretty mutual. Wow. Then yeah, enjoy this. These feelings in the beginning are exciting. So since high school, you haven't really... been with anyone or anything? Liked anyone, even?

scott just a made a joke to peter that only you can get. It is very connected to what I’ve been telling you Anyway...I mean....all the uncertainty. Until I confirm it myself and not dancing around and pining over each other....it is going to kill me nothing really. I was just crushing from afar and I didn’t have time for that. Too much homework and too much work for something that I ended up detesting because it was just what my parents wanted. And I guess all the pining from afar, two beers later and I approached peter? honestly you will get the full story at some point - I promise you scratch that, he totally got it. It was like he is reading our conversation here you must be proud of me can say much...but you should

liam :joy: AND he got the joke?? That makes me think that's he's off thinking and saying the same sorts of things to someone else :thinking: Frankly, It's killing me too! Even though I know I'm right, the validation is everything. I see. Well, you're in New York City now and you're on the brink of finding yourself outside of your hometown. Crushing up close and personal, and not from afar, is a step in the right direction. Good thing you approached him then. Because something tells me he'd never have approached you himself. I am so proud of you, padawan.

scott he definitely did I told him in midst of all the holding myself not to mention the obvious....that I did freak out like him but yesterday (to you) and that is one of the things that I can admit when I am not drunk :rofl: it was kind of self deprecating sure,  but I would never expect he’d get it. I mean we have been doing circles of him freaking out for at least 15 minutes into texting. I think I am going to set the pace from now on how do you know that he is talking to other people though ? I cannot believe you are living this with me XD I definitely need to know about whoever you drive crazy at the moment besides me of course . And in a completely different way you think? That you wouldn’t approach me anyway? technically yeah...I get it oh my god...it is the first time I am being so mature and hungover at the same time

liam :joy: Aren't you two just cute. Jesus, he's still freaking out or? Ooh, confident Scott has made an appearance, hm? And while sober?? I like it. Set the pace then. Maybe he needs that little boost or something. Well, if he's freaking out so much over it, going to your friend is sort of a reaction, I feel like. It's an assumption. Maybe he's super private and hasn't told anyone. But the fact that he caved so quickly makes me think he's got himself a little devil on the shoulder, too :smiling_imp: I'm fucking stoked to live through this all with you. Do I think he'd approach you? I'm going to say no. He's the professor in this scenario. Unless he's been open to getting drunk and going on basically a first date with one of his students, then I'd say he doesn't necessarily approach them outside of class. I could be wrong - I don't know the guy. I drive a lot of people crazy. It's a gift. Look at you. Growing up already :pleading_face:

scott he just kept mentioning about the circumstances and dancint around the subject Maybe? Let's hope I don't mess this up So he is making the same jokes as we do here? With another person? Are jokes in mid-crush situation that common? I don't know what that says about me that I am his student should I be scared?

liam Eh, let’s see how y’all’s next conversations goes and take it from there. Maybe it’s still sinking in. I think confident Scott has got this. Well, I’m no mind reader - I just imagine he’s got someone he’s venting to about it all. For his piece of mind, I sure hope he does. It says that you’re a lot more confident than you probably thought you were. Just a little :stuck_out_tongue:

scott Pausing my texting to Peter to say that he continues teasing or I just woke up the dirty part of my brain he said that he is going to go harder on me ( about the grades) I am leaving it here; i am pretty sure I am going to try and not push that way okay back Ookay... let's hope that confident Scott has oh my god....do you think he will bring his own devil on his shoulder to my party? still waiting for your love life update....? Any people you are interested in?

liam :rofl::rofl: Your mind went straight to the gutter?? I knew we got along for a reason :smirk: How do you feel about that, sir? About him going harder on you for your grades or otherwise? :thinking: I think he does. He’s got it so far and it’s farther than I thought he’d get, if I’m honest :laughing: He might?? We’ll just have to see. Yes well that’s because you have a lot more going on than I do! Mine is a little stagnant, at the moment. I guess.

scott YES oh my god why is my head like this? for my grades I feel kind of thankful but I am also feeling like I have to keep up and prove him right? going harder on me on other occassions...I REALLY don't want to think about it you mean confident Scott or Peter here? I got confused ( about how far he'd get) oh okay. But you should know that you can come to vent to me whenever it is nog stagnat anymore

liam It happens :man_shrugging_tone1: it’s not terrible. You’re a man and you have wants and needs. AND you’re attracted to him, it’s normal. You should. I bet he’d be really impressed if you really kept your grade up. Especially now that he’s a bit of a distraction for you. You can think about it though :laughing: again - it’s normal, Scott! You’re attracted to him. It’s ok to think about those things. At this rate - both of you! I will, I will! At the moment, I’m living vicariously through you :rofl: let me do that for a little bit.

scott okay i didn't really hold myself. I commented on it :stuck_out_tongue_closed_eyes::scream: Think about what? okay then. I am going to let you. :upside_down::upside_down::upside_down: and oh man....you were saying about meeting and just be with each other I may not be mentioning it but we already planned 1000 occassions to meet he even wants to take me to a music store so that i can play something for him at the piano ( which by the way, we should arrange those piano lessons soon? ) and also join Peter's book club take notes. His friend is Monica. Didn't say much she could be the devil on his shoulder?

liam Omg wehat did you say???? :rofl:  how did he react??? About sex, of course. You're so obviously attracted to him and I think it goes beyond just physical, and that just makes it... all the more intense. Fantastic :innocent: Aw, that's so cute! And to think you started with him just stopping by the coffee house when you're working. Now, look at you two. Making more plans. You'd better get around to doing it all with him. Monica. The best friend. I'm taking notes now. Literally. Potential devil on his shoulder :thinking: I wonder if he will bring her to your party.

scott that I put his mind in the gutter it is not my fault. HE DID IT FIRST I cannot think about sex at the moment. I mean it gets me nervous yes I will get a planner just for him BINGO he told me that he talked  about the age difference with Monica and put some sense into him? he may bring her then?

liam :laughing: you're killing me here, Scott. Omg. Nervous is ok. Bet you got him thinking about it after sending his mind straight to the gutter :smirk: nervous, my ass. A planner, just for him... if that isn't the cutest thing you've said this entire conversation, I don't know what is. DING DING DING So he does have his own devil on his shoulder. If he's talking to her about it all, I'd think it's pretty likely, wouldn't you?

scott Yeah, I think so? He told me ...:flushed::flushed::flushed: Is it cute though? He got me overwhelmed with how many things we have planned.  But I kind of like that? I mean, I can admit that much. YEAH because he told her specifically about the age difference. OH DEAR GOD coming to New York was nothing like I expected it to be

liam You can’t even blame him though. It’s actually really cute. It just solidifies that you two are right there with each other - wanting to spend time together. Oh???? WELL THEN God, I am SO good. Honestly. I’m impressing myself. And it’s just getting started. At this rate, you’ll have a hot, new boyfriend to have on your arm in the next couple of months.

scott I can't? Why? let's not....I am barely over the fact that I have a crush on him. But it is leading to more than a crush so... i am going to try not to freak out also I mentioned you and he can't wait to meet you oh.my.god

liam Because you put it in his head, silly. And I'd say it's very likely that he's pretty attracted to you, too. It is! And that's only after a day's worth of texts... you two are going to be so cute together, I can feel it. You can tell him that I absolutely cannot wait to meet him, too! I want to see how you two 1) look together and 2) act together. Body language is EVERYTHING!

scott he told me that I made him feel flustered? Should I stop? I mean the least I want in this situation is to make him uncomfortable oh my god do text me when you figure out how our body language works cause i have no idea okay this is confirmed. She calmed him down And he told me that he doesn't want me to stop...flustering him...oh my god?

liam Absolutely not. Not unless he tells you to. I highly doubt that is the case here or else he'd have stopped texting already or become a little sparce with his replies. That isn't the case, is it? You can count on it. I bet it'll say that you two are 110% into each other :partying_face: I knew he had to have reached out to someone!! Oh? :smirk: Then by all means, keep flustering him.

scott Peter says hi back or i don't know if you said to tell him hi I almost told him that Liam says  hi to Monica at some point no he hasn't stopped texting omg my head has turned into mush right now

liam I didn’t, but that is okay. Look at him, about to meet one of your only friends in New York - especially one of the only people that know about you two. I’m going to have to have a chat with whoever he brings to your bday party :smirk: Well then, I’d say you’re just fine doing and saying whatever you are. If he was uncomfortable, he’d make it known, I feel like. You’re doing so great :smiling_face_with_tear: I didn’t expect you to make this much progress with your future boyfriend, throughout the course of texting for one day.

scott one of the two people . I do think you are going to have fun talking to them. AND my bets are on this Monica. Okay good. Can we not call him future boyfriend? I still find it weird that I have set the pace so far and now I can't do it when he asks me to do that??? I mean he asked me to set the pace....I DON'T KNOW how....was I doing that?

liam Oh, yeah. Monica, you mean, right? It'll be a blasssst. I can honestly say that mine are, too. Hm, maybe he just means that like... in whatever step you two might make right now, it's made by you. Personally, I think he wants to flirt, among OTHER things, but doesn't know if he can - so openly, anyways? Have you two established what you want from all of this? I could be wrong, but I imagine you two just dancing around that conversation. But giving ya'lls circumstances, it might be a good idea. That might clear a little bit up. For you both.

scott What OTHER things? What do i want from.this? What subject? :scream::scream::scream:

liam :man_facepalming_tone1::man_facepalming_tone1::man_facepalming_tone1: Well, you’ve already put the poor guys mind in the gutter, what other things do you think I’m referring to? What DO you want from this? :thinking:

scott HE STARTED IT not my fault uhm ...maybe I want to have fun with it? And go with the flow? No matter where that takes us? Is that some kind of thing I can tell him ?

liam Did he though? :thinking: Of course you can tell him that. Maybe that'll sorta clear it up a bit for him. No matter where that takes us says you're open to where this goes. Do it do it do it.

scott OH are you taking his side? maybe on some other day? Will that suffice, though?

liam I’m not taking sides!! I’m just saying :hugging: I think so. Take things slow, if that’s what y’all need to do.

scott I just don't know when is the right time to say that?

liam Whenever you might breach the topic again? Or whenever you want to bring it up. I’m almost sure he’d appreciate it if he wants you to set the pace for you two right now.

scott maybe I should wait for the right moment. I don't want to push anything

liam I don't think you would be? It sounded like he really wanted to know, but you're in control here. Do what you feel is right. I'm a lot better at this advice thing than I thought I'd be :thinking:  For someone in your situation, anyways.

scott maybe some other time :rofl: yeah you definitely need to get a job at this

liam When you do, you HAVE to tell me what he says. I need play by plays at this point. Or else I will bombard you with questions to catch me up.

scott Fine...? It will take a whole lot of time to do that OH don't worry :joy: You will know when it happens, cause if I manage to do it, it will blow my mind, so you will be the first to know. Maybe we should continue this tomorrow ?

liam To tell him?? :man_facepalming_tone1: we are two totally different people, omg. It drives me nuts in times like this. I’d have already just told him :laughing: but you do you, boo. Maybe next time you two drunk - liquid courage and all. Absolutely. Talk to you tomorrow then! *drink

scott WELL I CAN'T until next time:grimacing: we'll see talk to ya tomorrow

#muse : liam lancaster #liam 002 #liam x scott #liam x scott 002

[comradekatara]

Avatar abed? I’m intrigued please tell me more about this world

THANK YOU SO VERY MUCH FOR ASKING! here is what i remember (orianne feel free to add on)

abed is from some kind of neutral city. his family doesn’t have particularly strong ties to their lineage, and would be hard-pressed to say just where they all came from. they’re mostly nonbenders, although abra, abed’s cousin, can bend water.

abed starts airbending young. a group of kids tries to muscle him into joining some game they’re playing and abed dodges them by hovering in the air on a spinning air ball

gobi walks outside and witnesses the spectacle only once abed has been at this for about an hour, watching the kids play their game from high above the playing field and offering snarky commentary the whole time

neither of abed’s parents has any idea which of them has air nomads in their family tree. it’s not particularly likely on either side. they start to discuss it in an… argumentative manner

despite the family issues, abed’s pretty relaxed about the airbending thing. it’s fun! he can evade the stresses of everyday life and look good doing it.

that said, there are challenges, and he won’t pretend he never breaks a lamp or two while gliding around the house in the pattern of his favorite iconic flight path taken by the m*llennium f*lcon

his parents continue fighting - sometimes about him - and alarms start going off in his head

then one day, he’s out exploring the rooftops (feeling a bit like b*tman) and he stumbles. as he falls, he just. grasps for the wrong element. instead of pulling up the air around him to slow his descent, he accidentally bends earth–extending a hefty stone handhold from the side of a building. he grabs it just in time.

then he swings there for a minute and realizes what he’s just done and what it means.

the next step is simple. he’s already caused enough distress in his family, and now he’s the avatar. he has to leave.

on the road, he meets a waterbender from the northern water tribe. she wields a big knife and seems to really want to use it

her name is annie

they get to talking and then they get to traveling together. it turns out they both have shitty parents!

the first time annie sees him bend multiple elements, she admits that she’s a huge korra fangirl and it’s an honor to meet her next life

abed’s like, “huh?” he hasn’t visited the spirit world yet, okay? slow down

annie gets very swept up in the ~ADVENTURE~ of traveling with the avatar and decides she’s his ally now. (not sidekick. never sidekick.) abed is glad to have her. she has a computer (abed didn’t bother to bring his) and can be persuaded to download movies 

they travel around for a while, visiting towns that have been in the news for matters requiring the avatar’s attention. they work odd jobs to afford lodging and transportation to the next place they decide to go. of all the avatars past, abed becomes by far the most skilled in food service

after traveling together for a while, they read about some abuses of power in the center of the fire nation and set out to investigate

at their destination, they meet an awkward, sensitive fire nation kid about their age who wants to help

troy barnes is a firebender who hates firebending. his parents are both firebenders and never used fire to do anything but hurt and terrify him.

abed is new to bending, but he’s pretty sure being afraid of a part of yourself isn’t very healthy

after they solve this particular problem in record time thanks to annie’s big knife, troy’s emotional strength and abed’s level head, they invite troy to join them. he’s awed by both of them and beyond grateful for a real solid chance to leave home. 

on their travels, while abed studies airbending, waterbending and earthbending, troy sits with him and genuinely listens to the spiritual foundations of the bending philosophies

he asks the masters smart questions – questions abed wouldn’t have thought to ask

troy refuses to use his own element to so much as light a match, but has nothing but respect and love for water, earth and air

(usually while this is happening, annie is out buying new weapons or murdering bandits or something)

she sort of kind of accidentally learns to bloodbend? she uses it for self-defense when she needs to, but finds the idea of controlling others morbidly tempting and there’s always a fear of taking it too far. through many long talks with troy, she learns to turn to him when she needs help to stay calm and in control

(though she doesn’t always turn to him. one day in a fit of rage, she murders this guy named jeff, who was a bandit with a teenage girlfriend. he didn’t seem to pose any real harm other than to the teenage girlfriend. an utterly insignificant man. but annie had to kill him)

all of abed’s masters are perplexed by his lack of a spiritual education. everyone agrees that the avatar’s main function is to connect with the spirits

abed has anxieties about accessing the spirit world, but troy is adamant that it has to be safe. it’s spirits! they look so cute and cuddly!

(troy has never met koh or he wouldn’t be so sure about that)

perhaps abed is closer to korra than he thought, because when he finally agrees to go to the spirit world, he does so with troy at his side. 

and by the time they return to the physical world, abed has decided that korra is definitely the past life he has the most in common with, because he too kissed his crush for the first time in the spirit world

as abed continues to master the elements, he and annie work on warming troy up (so to speak) to the idea of using fire. they know he isn’t comfortable attacking or destroying - in fact when they get into fights troy prefers to stay off to the side and keep their animals safe - but they remind him that fire can be used for light, warmth, healing, and other positive things

in the end, troy only understands after meeting the dragons. those rainbow flames cannot be denied.

after that, troy dedicates himself to becoming a gifted healer. and he does. (the truest repairman will repair man, you know.)

he and abed agree that fire is the worst element except for this one important gift. they respect healing. they respect life

annie respects nothing more than BIG SWORD, but she gets where they’re coming from

anyway. they live long and fulfilled lives with cameos from some other people you might recognize: britta, who runs a very disorganized criminal enterprise that has her constantly ending up on other criminals’ shit lists (and although britta pompously thinks of the avatar as her enemy, abed saves her life every single time they come into contact); frankie, who basically appointed herself earth king after everyone else in line for the throne died of incompetence; pierce, who is a decomposed dead body stinking up a cave they pass through at one point; shirley, who runs the earth kingdom’s most notorious illegal market - of the three of them, only annie is brave enough to venture in; and elroy, who lives in the woods with his cat. he doesn’t help them with anything. he just has the cat. 

also, they hang out with mako sometimes. he really hates their guts :)

the end!

#asks #anon #aus #avatar abed #:) :) :) #yeah abed's the avatar. penny magicians is also the avatar. these are facts #community

[raeynbowboi]

My Opinions of She-Ra Ships

So, I just finished watching season 1 of She-Ra and the Princesses of Power. It was definitely very very very queer, and overall I’d say I liked it. With that said, as with any new fanbase, a new slew of ships have popped up, and I figured I would give my personal opinion on the main ones I saw.

Catradora/Catadora

I really like the realtionship between these two characters. I really don’t mind if they date or remain frenemies, I think they work wonderfully off one another. I wouldn’t be opposed to them becoming a couple toward the end of the series when Catra and Adora make up. But, if they never get together, I wouldn’t feel cheated. Though you do have to admit, there is some heavy flirty undertones to their dynamic, but part of that does come from being best friends. Out of all of Adora’s possible ships, this one feels the most likely to me.

Glimmadora/Glimadora

I’m okay with this as a ship. A big problem I find when it comes to lesbian ships is that women are a lot more physically intimate and affectionate with their friends, so it can be a bit harder to tell flirtation and romance from just a really strong platonic bond. So far, while I’ve seen some romantic undertones, it hasn’t felt like there was anything direct enough to say that I fully ship it or that I see it as a likely outcome. However, since she’s Adora’s second closest female companion, she certainly has a lot of seasons to get out of the friend zone.

Perfumadora

So far, the only character to show direct, outright attraction, or at least admiration for She-Ra/Adora. It’s difficult to say at the moment if she’s attracted to Adora or only to She-Ra, but there was definitely some crush elements done when she saw She-Ra for the first time. Only time will tell whether this lesbian (or at least, girl loving) character will win the protagonist’s heart. Another potentially interesting element of this ship is that if Perfuma was actually more attracted to She-Ra than Adora, I could see this ship being used to explore lessons of finding someone who loves you for who you really are, not some idealized version of yourself, or some other lesson like that, which is always a good lesson to teach kids. Plus, out of all the Princesses of Power, she has the most Princess Classic archetypal aesthetic, so she creates the Knight and Damsel trope with Adora better than the other princesses. So, if Catradora was not the endgame ship, and if this relationship wasn’t toxic, I think this would be my second favorite shipping option for Adora.

Glimbow

Well, just so long as it’s as a BrOTP or a Friend!Ship, I don’t mind this pairing, but the instant I saw Bow I could tell he was coded gay. No doubt in my mind. So the idea of these two becoming a couple just feels wrong and off-putting. Besides, boys and girls should be allowed to be close best friends without any romantic tension needing to exist between them. But that’s also my reading of the character, so the fact that I read him as gay does color my opinion of him being shipped with female characters.

Seamista/Merhawk

To be honest, I’m just not much of a fan. While one could draw a parallel to Kiribaku with the happy dope pining after the grumpy aloof person, Mermista really lacks Bakugou’s depth and redeeming features, coming off as just a rather one-note sourball. Meanwhile, Seahawk lacks the endearing charm of Kirishima that makes Kiribaku work so well, making him come off more as annoying and intrusive, unlike Kirishima, whose invasion of Bakugou’s bubble feels more like a natural extension of his friendly nature. So it just feels like a clash of two tropes thrown together more as a comedic bit rather than a proper ship. There’s also the fact that since i read Bow as gay, and there’s only like... 6 male characters with names, and one is a horse and another is the main bad guy, any pairing that robs Bow of a potential male love interest is not going to catch my interest.

Bowhawk/Seabow

Speaking of, this is my primary OTP for the series on the grounds that... there’s not really any other option if I want a cute gay couple. Plus they do have chemistry, it’s not just me scrounging for whatever scraps I can manage to find. There is something there which points to flirtatious elements to their dynamic. Considering they’re the only two male characters who are both humanoid and not part of the Horde, it’s safe to bet that unless Bow is planned to end up with Kyle that this is the most likely gay pairing.

Byle/Boyle (Bow x Kyle)

Out of all the other Horde characters, Kyle screams turncoat character the most. Especially considering I don’t think any of the other cadets even had their names said, and he had his said multiple times, which sort of boosts his relevancy within the story. So, there was some romantic coding between these two toward the end of season 1, and I suppose if Kyle did betray the Horde, he might make for a decent match with Bow, but that’s really going to depend on their relationship and how it builds from here. Right now, I’m still more on the Bowhawk train, but I’m open to this ship so long as it’s well-written. And hey, if this ship becomes canon, I won’t care as much about Mermista and Seahawk being a thing. I just want some guy on guy romance. I also lean toward Byle for the ship name, simply because Boyle is an actual surname and will muddy search results.

Scorpcatra

The relationship between Catra and Scorpio is definitely interesting. I could see them becoming best friends, I could see her just being Catra’s funny sidekick, or I could see Catra forming an emotional attachment to her and wanting to protect her. This is another pairing where if it became canon, I wouldn’t complain, but I’d also react the same way if it didn’t happen. Granted, it’s only been one season, we’ll have to see where the romantic arcs take us.

Encatra

Honestly, you could tell me that Entrapa and Catra become a BrOTP, an OTP, an OT3 with Scorpia, or a BrOT3, and I’d believe any of those claims. She doesn’t seem to be particularly interested in relationships, but we haven’t seen much of her yet either. Only time will really tell if Entrapa even feels romantic or sexual attraction, but no matter how her relationship with Catra and Scorpia evolves, I’d be okay with any end result.

Spinetossa

So far, this is the only ship with any solid credibility thus far. I mean, they’re practically hanging off each other 24/7. If they aren’t wives already, they’re clearly at least dating. I’d be surprised if they ended up just being sisters, but they’re the only ship thusfar with canonical backing as far as I can see. Everything else is pretty much still speculative at this point.

Kygelio (Kyle x Rogelio)

If you were unaware of this ship, I don’t blame you. I only learned of its existence while making this post. The lizard guy’s name was never even given, that I know of. However, Rogelio is shown taking care of, carrying, and supporting Kyle a lot in the background. Considering Kyle’s weak will and seemingly low self-esteem and self-worth, it’s hard to tell if this is just a very close, supportive, and protective friendship or if there’s a romantic element. Considering I don’t even think Rogelio spoke at all this season, it’s hard to say. However, considering they’re 2 of the only 6 named male characters, I wouldn’t dream of ignoring the shipping potential in them.

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