#on my phone obviously i am not in boston

[bedsyandco]

“I don’t want you to go,” luke says, his fingers tracing mindless patterns on her legs as his head rests on her stomach.

“I know, I don’t wanna go either, but I have to,” violet replies, both her hands playing with luke’s curls.

“It’s okay, it’s only a few more months and then we won’t have to say goodbye anymore,” luke says softly and Violet’s hands still, the words on the tip of her tongue but not knowing how to tell him.

“what is it?” luke asks, looking up and seeing the expression on her face. he knows, just by looking at her that there’s something she’s not telling him.

“i’ve been thinking that maybe i should hold off on moving for just another year and-“ her words getting halted when luke sits up suddenly

“you don’t wanna move to jersey?” luke asks, his frown deepening

“i don’t wanna move to jersey yet,” she answers, putting emphasis on the last word.

“but we talked about this. you said you wanted to wait until Daxton graduates and moves away. he’s moving to boston this summer,” luke says, not understanding where this was coming from.

“i know but i wanna finish my degree at michigan,” violet responds

“why can’t you finish your degree here? i mean the courses should be the same,” luke says and violet sighs standing up from the bed.

“i don’t wanna move before i finish my degree luke. i wanna graduate there. that’s always been my plan,” she says, making it clear that this wasn’t really up for negotiation.

“but you said that you’d move when daxton leaves,” luke argues

“i said i’d think about it. and i did think about it, and I decided it’s best for me to stay in michigan and finish my degree,” violet says, her tone impatient

“what about what’s best for us?” luke asks raising his voice a little, standing up from the bed and walking closer to her, but there was still a reasonable distance between them, physically and emotionally.

“we’re already doing long distance,” violet argues

“yeah and it fucking sucks!” luke yells

“I know. You think you’re the only one that doesn’t like doing long distance? You’re not even the one flying back and forth every three weeks luke, I am.” Violet replies firmly, her voice loud but not yelling.

“you wouldn’t have to fly back and forth if you would just move here, like you said you were going to. You also said you were going to call me at least once a day and that also isn’t happening, so I guess I shouldn’t be surprised you’re not keeping your word on this either,” luke says and Violet feels a little pang in her stomach, wrapping her arms around herself and just looking at Luke for a few seconds.

“I’m a full time student Luke, with a job, and friends and family. I have a schedule I need to follow and I’m sorry that schedule doesn’t always revolve around you. I’m doing the best that I can. A relationship is about compromise and sacrifice you know?” Violet says

“I’m already sacrificing-“ Luke starts and Violet raises her eyebrow at him.

“what exactly are you sacrificing luke? please say it, you obviously wanted to a second ago,” Violet asks

“Nothing. We should go, your flight leaves in a couple of hours,” luke mumbles

“no what are you sacrificing? do you feel like you’re missing out on something? sacrificing all the hookups you could be having on the road instead of waiting for your girlfriend to text you back? because if that’s the case then I wouldn’t want you to have to struggle with those sacrifices any longer,” Violet says, her voice trembling a little.

“Violet-,” luke says reaching for her but she pulls away.

“no. I don’t know what’s gotten into you but you need to do some re-evaluating and decide if those sacrifices are worth it. This is all I can offer you right now Luke, take it or leave it.” Violet says, grabbing her packed suitcase and her phone and opening the bed room door. At the last second she turns around seeing Luke sit on the bed with his head in his hands.

“You know I’m making sacrifices for you too. I’m going to be sacrificing a whole lot in my future to be with you, and support you through the career you chose. And I’m willing to do that happily because I love you and I wanna be with you. All I’m asking for is a little bit of time Luke, a few extra months.” Violet says and walks back to where he’s sitting, standing between his legs as he cups the back of them, running them up and down soothingly.

“you have a right to be upset luke, your feelings are valid and I’m sorry, this really does suck. but it’s temporary and I promise we’ll make it work. I’m gonna ask Jack to drive me to the airport. Take some time to think about what I said okay? and we’ll talk about it some more. I love you,” Violet says kissing his forehead and making her way out of his room and finding Jack already standing at the door waiting for her.

#⋆ ˚｡⋆୨ violet + luke ୧⋆ ˚｡⋆

[wen-kexing-apologist]

Captain Hands! Besides hands: what other physical parts and/or expressions are you watching for the most in dramas? What physicalities (besides intimacy, heh) give you the most clues into the psyche of a character?

BESTIE 

BESTIE COME ON, I STILL HAVE TO WATCH ABSOLUTE ZERO AND INSTEAD HERE YOU ARE PUTTING DIFFICULT QUESTIONS IN MY ASK BOX!! 

And you’ve fucked me further by excluding the intimate scenes, when you KNOW THAT THOSE ARE SO FUCKING RIFE WITH PHYSICALITY, CHOREOGRAPHY, AND EMOTIONAL WEIGHT 

GAHHHHHHH 

Ugh. Ok. Fine. Just know you did this to yourself because I look at fucking everything, which is part of why it can take me three hours to watch a 45 minute episode of something. 

So there are a couple different things that I love looking at when I am analyzing characters, their body language, and what they are thinking. That said, I think everything after this is extremely subjective and often times hard to give an explanation for why (for example [and just to sneak in a hands example] James gives an incredible performance as Uea, and also, when I see him on screen as Uea I feel like he is paying too much attention to how his hands are laying in a scene since he has to femme himself up a bit. Why do I think that? No clue). 

An additional problem to this is that what I look for is variable depending on the actor themselves and how many things I know them from. For example, I didn’t think Earth was a good actor at first when I watched A Tale of a Thousand Stars because Phupa was *so* repressed that he just read flat to me, and I literally went and sought out other EarthMix pieces, at that time I think only Cupid’s Last Wish was available, to see how Earth performed in that and it grew my appreciation for the fact that he can act.

So, what other things, besides hands, do I look for in the physicality of an actor that makes me understand their character? 

Eyes

Hands and eyes are some of the most expressive parts of a body, and you can learn a lot about people from looking in their eyes. 

There are three main things I am looking for when I am parsing a character’s thoughts or feelings: Eyelid/Eyebrow Movement, Eye Movement, and Eye Shine.

Eyelid/Eyebrow Movement

Not sure if this makes sense, but I am looking for small movements such as eyes narrowing, or getting bigger, or an eyebrow being quirked (shout out to Mark Pakin in Only Friends quirking his eyebrow at Boston when they meet for the first time at the phone repair shop). Obviously for this, as for all things, there are levels to it, if a character is someone fundamentally incapable of keeping their emotions close to the chest, you are going to see that in larger reactions, extremely visible, eyebrow raises, eyes that obviously narrow quickly, etc. Or for characters that are repressed, surprised, distrusting, or otherwise mysterious, I may be looking for smaller reactions, just a little eye twitch if something is getting to them, minimal dipping of an eyebrow if someone is, say, confused. And variations in that are going to be so interesting, for example if a character who is typically good at hiding his emotions suddenly gets a deeply furrowed brow, or has his eyes widen dramatically you know shit is suppppppeeeerrrr fucked. 

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Nick is both demonstrating the eyebrow movement, and the next thing I look for...

Eye Movement 

Oh BL boys constantly looking down at their crushes lips, how I love theeeeeee. When I am looking at eye movement, I am usually looking to see how many times someone breaks eye contact with another character, how quickly they return to that eye contact, and where they are looking. Ray in Only Friends is looking very disrespectfully at Sand, and you can tell that Ray is admiring the goods by how slowly his eyes move ever lower. This is an extremely obvious example, because there isn’t really even dialogue happening at the point in time at which Ray is checking Sand out in his bathroom. I live for the moments where characters are talking to eachother, but their eyes keep flitting down to the other person’s lips cause they just wanna kiss them so bad. 

This doesn’t even have to be a ‘let me stare at your lips three times in thirty seconds” or a “let me stare at your lips for thirty seconds” deal either. In moments like Laws of Attraction, Episode 7 where Tin is a wash of frantic eye movements to assess Charn for injuries. You can tell he’s just anxiously taking Charn in, looking to make sure that he’s okay. 

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Eye Shine 

Eye shine is such a vital fucking part of acting, if I watch something and someone consistently has dead eyes it takes me out of the story a bit, makes me think that either they are a bad actor or that they were not interested in being on that film set. But if a character with bright and shiny eyes, suddenly has dead eyes, oohhhhh the juiciness, ohhhhh the trauma that has been unleashed upon that character. For as much as I have been shit talking Dangerous Romance, I will give it to Chimon that Sailom’s dead eyes after he is almost burned with the iron are incredible. Peat similarly does a great job of this in the last episode of Love in the Air when Prapai rescues Sky from Gun. 

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Bright in I Feel You Linger in the Air is absolutely crushing it in the eye shine department. You do not have to look at Yai for more than ten seconds any time Jom is in the room to see the human equivalent of the heart eye emojis appear. Though we only really started a romance at the end of Episode 6 and we didn’t spend a lot of time in Episode 7 actually focused on Jom and Yai’s relationship, I do not doubt their attraction to one another for one second because of how Yai looks at Jom. 

Film in Laws of Attraction absolutely destroys the ‘I am actively thinking about fucking you, or getting fucked by you,’ aka horny eye shine as Charn in Episode 8 after Charn and Tin kiss at their wedding. I think we are all aware of (as @shortpplfedup calls them) Mix’s ‘fuck me’ eyes in Moonlight Chicken, so on and so forth. 

The change in Neo’s eyes in Ep. 5 of Only Friends before he digs his claws in to Ray? Superb, I saw that look and knew Boston was about to be a shit stirrer. 

Low key, I think part of what makes First such a great actor is the fact that he has really big eyes, because First is a very skilled micro-expressive actor, having facial features that are slightly larger than average I presume (in full speculation) is easier to read the microexpressions. At least for me. For example, it is easier for me to tell when say First in The Eclipse or Mix in Moonlight Chicken are doing micro expressions, especially when it comes to eye shine, than it is for me with Earth in A Tale of a Thousand Stars or Kao in Until We Meet Again. 

Posture 

I look at how a character holds themselves in space, do they feel stiff constantly, do they feel loose? Where are they relaxed, how are they relaxed, are they leaning in, are they leaning out? Do they stutter and stumble (Ray in Only Friends), are they ramrod straight (Akk in The Eclipse), when and where do they melt (Ren and Kazuma in Tokyo in April Is…), when are they experiencing joy (Karl dancing in Gaya Sa Pelikula), when does a character experience desire and especially when do they yank on the leash they have tied around their desire and snap it back behind a door (Pran in Ep 5 of Bad Buddy, Teh in Ep 3 of ITSAY), where does a character place themselves (Hira and Kiyoi in Utsukushi Kare).

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If I had to pick one master of posture out of every performer I have seen in a BL, it is hands down, without a shadow of a doubt, no contest, and zero time needed to think, Billkin in his performance as Teh in I Told Sunset About You/I Promised You the Moon. That boy is awkward as hell and I drank in every second of it. But Teh’s posture changes so much in this show, he’s constantly tense, but you can see how some of that falls away when it’s just Oh and Teh together, or when Teh’s attention is on Oh because he leans more forward in his chair, or when he is thinking about things and kinda stressed about them and he is shaking his leg anxiously under the table. Teh is constantly fidgeting and Billkin shows that so well

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One of my favorite acting moments in Only Friends so far is the fight scene in Episode 5, but especially how fucking pissed you can tell Ray is from the way he is breathing and how drunk and ready to continue a fight he is by him being unsteady on his feet

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And as an aside, some of my takeaways from watching characters aren’t so much about the characters, but about the actors. For example, Saint in Step by Step is too stiff all the time, like he’s aware of the camera and he’s not comfortable being there, and I had hoped as time went on in the show he would give a stronger performance because I could see the bones there, but he just didn’t have the fluidity. And there were a couple scenes towards the end of Step by Step where I do genuinely think he showed major improvement from where he started. 

Similarly, Copter as Lomfon in La Pluie is very stiff, and seeing the behind the scenes, that seems to just be how Copter himself is. But pairing him with Suar is going to make it difficult for Copter to shine in my opinion because of how relaxed and expressive Suar is as an actor.

Speaking of expressions…

Facial Expression 

“Yeah, yeah, Captain Hands, facial expressions, obviously” 

Okay but like, I really really struggle when it comes to microexpressions, and I will watch scenes like four or more times in a row staring only at one character’s face to try to see everything they are doing with their face so I can get a better understanding of how they are reacting, what they are thinking, or feeling. I did this for Phupa a ton in Our Skyy 2 because at someone point in it, and possibly because I have become more familiar with Earth at this point and can read his face much better, something clicked and I started being able to see Phupa’s reactions much more clearly. 

Great example of this (especially in conjunction with posture) is Shiro in What Did You Eat Yesterday? when he fights with Kenji, and tells Kenji to leave and Kenji turns to go. You can see the panic set in to Shiro’s face, the way his mouth drops open, and he kinda moves his jaw like he’s trying to think of something to say. It is such a beautiful demonstration of how deeply Shiro loves Kenji, seeing how scared Shiro is of actually losing him, even when he is incapable of saying “I love you” to Kenji. And that set up early on really helps guide the show, and builds wonderfully up to Shiro’s panicked breakdown near the end of the WDYEY movie when he thinks Kenji is dying cause he dyed his hair. 

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Or the way Kenji's face falls when Shiro says "I know you're hurting"

Other examples of very busy faces with lots of things going on that tell me a great deal of information about the characters: Sengtian in La Pluie when he’s watching Lomfon’s video, his jaw drops ever so slightly and quirks to the side a bit and you can tell he’s mad even before he storms out; Akk in The Eclipse, I mean I feel like this one doesn’t really need an explanation, but god is there some good frustrated intakes of breath when Ayan needles at him; Yutaka and Minoru in Our Dining Table (are great examples of eye movement as well) but when Minoru is rambling about his feeling for Yutaka and Yutaka opens his mouth slightly and takes in a breath like he’s going to speak, and then he doesn’t? Superb; 

Sorry to keep bringing up the same handful of shows but they are the ones I’ve watched more recently so they’re what immediately springs to mind. But, in Episode 8 of Only Friends you can tell Ray is feeling kinda bad from very early on in the conversation because he swallows hard after Sand asks about Mew and then has varying levels of face fall when Sand hits him with yet another passive comment.

Aura

God, I do not know how to explain this one at all, because it’s not something I am really actively investigating, but does very much shape how I engage with certain characters, and that is just the invisible vibe they give off. And yes, I understand that an aura is an intangible thing, but to give off an aura in television requires a number of physical elements all working in tandem. Teh, for example just radiates anxiety, frenetic energy, and there are a number of little things Billkin is doing like posture, like eye movement, like facial expression to aide that but those are things that would usually tell me that Teh is anxious, rather than me getting hit with a wave of anxiety through my screen. Similarly the believability of the magnetism between Teh and Oh in PP’s performance, as well as PP and Billkin’s work as scene partners that you can feel the pull between them. 

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I could ramble ever longer as I am sure you are aware, but I will stop here for the sake of making sure whoever is reading this is maintaining even a single scrap of sanity after my very long winded reply. Hope this answered your question? 

TL;DR: Beyond hands I look at eyelids, eyebrows, eye movement, eye shine, posture, and facial expressions including hard swallows and sharp intakes of breath to get a sense of what a character is thinking or feeling.

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[crispywizardtale]

My friend rewatched ep 2 and came up with theory so thanks @c0smicdaisy I am unwell now

I searched for proof and I found way too much info that does support your theory. I hate you

What if Top does want to be serious with Mew and does not want to hook up with anyone while he is with Mew but Boston blackmails Top into getting hooked up in the car

We see in the preview that Nick is holding this photostrip the one Top and Boston took together the night they hooked up in the photobooth. So did Nick found it at Bostons place or did Boston give it to Nick?

We can also see Top not being so pleased to talk with Boston. And Boston showed something to Yop on the phone and when Top wanted to take it Boston took it away? What did Boston show to Top?

And lastly the car scene. Boston looks extremely pleased and satisfied while Top looks uneasy. I wouldn't put is pass Boston to blackmail Top into doing it again especially knowing that Boston was the one who wanted to do it again and not Top. Even in episode 2 Boston tried to get back with Top in the shower scene but Top obviously looked uninterested so what if he went down that low to blackmail Top to do it again?

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[waitmyturtles]

THE MORNING AFTER: ONLY FRIENDS, EPISODE 1 ("MY PHONE'S STILL NOT WORKING?!") META EDITION

(Unless something changes, I'll be letting loose my Only Friends episodic meta a day late from now to October -- mommy duties call on the weekends! Saturday nights'll be for that GMMTV good-good from here on out.)

So, yesterday's episode was great. I totally enjoyed reading everyone's unhinged pleasure at the first episode yesterday, and I reblogged a whole bunch of stuff and picked up on some early theories. Jojo, Ninew, and Den were having a grand time on Twitter, and it was just a lot of fun to track (JOJO).

Before getting into the meta, just to put this on the record: my first expected and/or hoped-for clown checkpoint is a confirmed and committed throuple (NOT the missed threesome we almost got in this episode, but damn it, missed opportunity!). I understand that @respectthepetty and @shortpplfedup have separately originated a murder/manslaughter clown checkpoint (thanks, @slayerkitty, for THAT heads-up, lol) (and see below re: Mew), which tracks with Jojo's previous comparison to 3 Will Be Free -- am I HOPING for murder? Maybe I'm not HOPING for murder, but for what I'm about to muse on, maybe it won't be a surprise?

@cookie-kat777 (here) and @isaksbestpillow (here) and so many more folks out there are positing that something the fuck is UP with Mew, and I agree. I find him to the the most interesting character so far, simply because he's the only one who's not letting his actions fully tell his story -- he's almost fully in charge of his narrative, as opposed to everyone else so far (Ray, obvious pained drunk; Sand, obviously broke and tired of the BS, cc: @neuroticbookworm, etc).

My read on the kitchen scene is that Mew knew beforehand that he would stop Top in his tracks prior to letting Top in. Mew is clearly a game-player, slamming that bell during bar trivia (....... y'all, that was a HELL of a lot of drinking for bar trivia, HA), and it just struck me that there was a "win" in Mew getting Top to move towards commitment before Mew gives up his thang. I smell narcissism on the dude. Mew's not acting like a blushing maiden, quite the opposite, he knew FULL WELL what he was doing when he let Top in -- but I want to know his goal in getting Top to settle down and in first.

And moving towards faen in a week? (A WEEK?!) (UM.) For Top to bag commit to Mew -- a virgin! -- that quickly, particularly in the face of the conversation he had previously had with Boston about getting with Mew in the first place: what's Top's ultimate priority here, as well? Top's going to commit to someone he hasn't slept with yet? Color me surprised. What, to show up Boston? Is that how playas play? I dunno, we'll see. I'm not sure that Boston is a strong enough reason. Maybe there's a male-toxicity-driven shallange that's coloring this narrative, but I'll wait to find out more.

Other quick thoughts: what's the source of Ray's pain that's driving him to multiple and regular black-outs? What's Sand so tired of? (Family strife, poverty, rich kids, etc. -- what's happening there). What's up with Cheum, Mew, and Boston leaving Ray to stumble to his car alone -- especially now that it's clear that he has a pattern of blacking out and showing up to school hungover?

I don't want to project, but I'm gonna: this is a hell of a heavy drinking crew, partying QUITE hard and regularly. If Jojo's previous references to at least Gay OK Bangkok stand, I'm wondering if one overarching commentary/lesson we're going to get out of Only Friends is -- escaping to the bottle is not the best way to mitigate yours or anyone else's issues. We know he's framed shows around health issues before, GOKB and The Warp Effect as the most prominent. Let's see.

Speaking of Gay OK Bangkok, I offer another OF clown checkpoint: in my review of GOKB, I posited that Pom of GOKB and Shin of 3 Will Be Free are avatars of a very similar character style -- virgins, glasses-wearing, and unassumingly wiley in their ability to survive in a competitive world. I think Mew joins that avatar crew, but in a much more insidious fashion. Let's see. I love that Jojo is playing around with this style.

One more clown checkpoint I'm gonna put out there is that Jojo and Ninew do not let the recent Thai political turmoil escape this show. I don't know HOW it'll even work, but I have my eyes sharply peeled, because the political craziness was going down literally as they were filming the show. We'll see -- I'll likely be wrong, but ya never know.

I think that's it! I LOVE Jennie, I can't wait to see Nonnie, and Drake -- welcome back to the boys, my friend. This episode was fantastic, but by FAR the best part about yesterday was seeing the filmmakers go totally insane on social media, hyping their work and their people -- damn. When the artists KNOW what they made is good, then that's just like, it's cookies for us. Jojo and Den are out there replying to fans, and it’s just awesome. What a ride already!

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[cevansbaby-dove]

Hello love! 🩷

I have a request for our one and only Chris Evans, because I adore the way you write for him! I'm thinking Chris x Best Friend!Reader for this one, though if you prefer another relationship, that's okay too!

Chris gifts Reader a professional photoshoot for her birthday, because she's mentioned to him it would be an absolute dream of hers to have professional photos taken.

Well, Chris being who he is has obviously a lot of connections, and he gifts her the most beautiful photoshoot where she gets to wear a few gorgeous dresses or other outfits, and it really boosts her confidence, which makes Chris happy too.

She asks to have a few photo's taken with him as well and he can't say no to her, so they also pose together for a few photos.

You can decide on the ending of the fic, but I love this idea and I already know you will make it amazing!

Thank you in advance 🩷

Title:Birthday wish come true.

Chris Evans X Best friend Reader

Chris's POV.

It's y/n's Birthday today! Oh and i have just the gift for her, I grab my phone and call up some peolpe when she texts me.

Y/N: Morning best friend! how are ya?

Chris:Morning sweetheart Happy Birthday!! Can we hang out today? i am free.

Y/N:Sure That would be awesome! 🙂 Any idea where?

Chris:I'll pick you up around ten ok?

Y/N:sure Chris see you soon.

I turn my phone off and text Meghan about my plans with y/n and she agrees that i have time to go to a photo shoot with my best girl!

I'm so excited to see her, she and i have been best friends for six months and they have been the best six months of my life. She's really sweet always putting everyone even me first.

No pov.

Your curling your hair when chris knocks on the front door. "he's here on time" You fix your hair and get dressed into this outfit.

You grab your phone and open the front door. "Hey Chris" You hug him and he says. "hey darling wow you look beautiful"

"thank you come in" Chris walks in and says. "we should go i have your uh.meeting at eleven" You say. 'Oh okay" You two walk to his car and he opens your door and you get in. "thanks"

You two head to a place and chris parks and says. "So you have told me about wanting professional pictures done for your profile right?"

You nod. "yea...wait!" he smiles. "I talked to some people and even Meghan let me take today with you"

You reach over and hug him. 'oh god chris thank you!" You pull away and his cheek. "ekk i can't wait!"

You two spend hours with the crew and then you get your pictures done and you pull chris in and wrap your arms around him and he wraps his arms around you and smiles. You look at him and someone says. "just kiss already!" You pull away and chris says. "right...uh.."

You two laugh and then chris says. "no no we are just friends" You smile. "yea friends"

Everyone looks at you two and chris says. "hey cut it out" You smile. "so, what's next?' Chris looks at you and says. "Whatever you want y/n" You smile. "Ice skating?"

Chris laughs.

"Sure oh scott wanted to join is that alright?" You nod. "yes i would love to see him you know how close we are" Chris puts his arms over your shoulder and says as you guys head to his car. "yes darling i know"

You get into chris's car and chris calls up scott as he drives. "I think he's in boston..." You laugh. "we'll find out when he-"

"hello chris how are you?" You hear scott say. Chris smiles. 'Hey scott im good i am with Y/n right now" You say. 'Scotty!!" "Y/N!!! HEYYY!!"

"Omg i am so glad to hear from youuu!" You laugh. "Me too" Chris says. "okay okay you two get a room" You hit his arm lightly. 'Chris jealous much?"

He says with a laugh. 'Nooo you'll know if i was" Scotty says. 'Okay so you just randomly called?" Chris says. "Uh Y/n wants to go skating and are you and steve free to join us?"

You smile at chris. Scott says 'Uh yea we are free but i thought oh wait it's y/n's birthday!? Oh shit!! bestie im sorry i forgot!! Yes we wll be there!"

Half an hour later you and chris get to the staking ring and get your skates on and chris says. "scott's here"

Scott and Steve walk in and Scott says. "heyyyy!" he hugs you. 'happy Birthday!!"

You hug him back. "Thank you! Oh you'll never guess what chris did with me this morning"

You tell them about the photoshoot and Steve says. "oh nice! can't wait to see them" You look over at chris and he is smiling at you.

After falling a few times thanks to chris. You guys head out for lunch. You smile as you look over at Chris who is running his mouth about his work.

Chris looks at you and say. "Well boys this was fun but i have some studying i have to do for class next week" Chris stands up and pulls your chair out when you go to stand up. "Sure thing darling" Steve and scott hug you and scott says. "let me know when your free and we will do a shopping dayyy"

You laugh. "okayy that would be great!" Chris smiles and says. "Can i join?" You and scott look at him and say. 'uh..hmmm maybe"

Chris laughs. "oh okay that's fine' he frowns and you say as you hug his arm. "ok you win!" He smiles. 'yes!"

Back at home.

You look at chris and say. 'thanks for the best birthday ever, Chris" He smiles. "you're welcome glad i could help" He leans over and kisses your forehead. You grin and say. "Good night chris" Chris smiles. "Night y/n" You step out of the car and walk into your home and grab your books and laptop and get into this outfit.

You put your glasses on and get on to studying, Chris send you a text when he gets home.

Chris: Got home darling have fun studying.

You look at your phone and smile.

Y/N: Glad your home safe, give dodger and hug from me please.

Chris sends a video.

You look at it and laugh lightly. "aww"

Y/N: aww!! that cute face of his...and yours...hehe.

Chris looks at your message and says. "Dodger this girl will be the death of us.." he smiles and texts you.

Chris: Oh? my smile is better or not as good?

Y/N: Chrissss i have to studyyyy can i answer that when im free?

Chris: Lol yes darling talk later.

And with that you go back to studying.

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[soda-cherry]

BONFIRE🪵

One shot

summary- You and the triplets have been best of friends since you were 3… You may even seem “sister like” to them. But what happens when one day at the beach there’s more flames than just the bonfire.

Contains: nothing sexual, a little bit of fluff. Chris x female reader

Me and the boys decided to hang out with Nate today. We all decide to go to the beach for the sunset every time we have the chance. This time was different.

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I’m in Nicks room packing a small beach bag with a towel and a hoodie for when it eventually gets dark and the breeze hits a bit more. Chris is sat on his bed on his phone playing with his hair, while nick and Matt are bickering between if Nate gets shotgun of the passenger seat. I decided to try on my new baby pink bikini since I haven’t got the chance to wear it out yet. I look up in the mirror as I see Chris quickly look down in my reflection with a flush of red covering his cheeks.

“GUYS HURRY THE FUCK UP WERE GONNA MISS THE SUNSET” I hear Matt scream from downstairs, keys rattling in his hand. I quickly grab my towel completely missing my bag as I snap out of my trance hearing a pair of echoey footsteps make their way down the stairs. All five of us laughing making our way to the car. Nick won the argument. Obviously. It’s always been hard to win a debate against Nick. Everyone’s known that since the 4th grade so no one even tried once he had his mind set to something to even ATTEMPT to change it. He hops in the passenger seat quickly connecting to aux before anyone can say anything as Matt climbs in the car like he’s been ready to go for the last 30 minutes. I get wedged between Nate and Chris in the back as they spread out their legs leaving mine right together in the middle. Matt is focused on driving occasionally looking in the mirror at Nate since him and Nick are bickering over what song to play. Eventually bonfire by childish Gambino fills up the speakers of the car as they carry on debating which artists are better than one another. Chris is to the left of me looking out the window as he watches the sky get darker before it sets. I can tell he’s admiring every second of it because it’s not often they come back from LA to Boston to enjoy moments like this. I’ve noticed my legs slipped loose and became more relaxed as mine and Chris’s knees are now touching and are closer than usual. I shake my head snapping myself out of it because why am I thinking that now? we’re all as close as ever and I’ve never even thought about little touches like that before?

Matt parks up the car as we all get out as quickly as we could and make our way towards the beach. There’s about 20 small groups of people spread out the beach making their own bonfires and s’mores as several channels of quiet music is heard all over the beach. We find a spot and decide to dump our stuff there before all getting in the ocean. Nick and Matt are having their own conversation on who can make the better s’mores while me Nate and Chris are all giggling at the constant digs they throw at each other. Nate eventually interrupts as me and Chris are now in our own conversation. His words are going straight through my head and I notice the slight appearance of his blue swimming shorts under the water. His flushed red cheeks from the heat and i can tell he’s caught the sun a lot. The way his chain is sat around his neck as the small wet hairs are sticking to his forehead as small droplets of water fall off.

and then I was like HOW ARE YOU NOT GOING TO LIKE LIL SKIES HES LIKE THE BEST ARTI-“

“Did you forget to put sunscreen on?” I interrupt him making him immediately un tense from his small rant he was on about before.

“ Oh yeah I forgot to put some on before I left” he let out a small laugh.

“I can tell because your nose and cheeks look a bit burnt” I laugh back in response with him.

Eventually it’s just silent and we can still hear the continuous bickering from the three boys next to us about completely random topics. We shared eye contact for what felt like forever but it was almost comforting in a way. I try to snap out of it again as I realise I’m scanning over all of his features trying to think of something to say.

“The colour pink really suits you” I smile at him as he quickly says “well your bikini really suits your figure- I mean like not in that way- not like you took it in that way but it makes you look really nice like”

He takes a big sigh and almost sounds defeat “sorry I like just wanted to say you look really good” I slowly smiled and nodded as my cheeks fell pink making a clear difference between the sunburn I originally had as I watch him try to get his words out, nervously cutting himself off every other word. “ Thank you Chris, I think you look really good too” i give him a warm reassuring smile as he looks completely confused that I even responded and didn’t just swim away. I don’t know what he’s expecting me to do because obviously I find him attractive. Id be stupid to say I didn’t.

“ GUYS CMON LETS GO MAKE SMORES” I hear Nate yell already making his way back to the front of the beach. We all quickly make our way back craving the s’mores as the water made us all super hungry. I walk back next to Nick laughing about old stories we shared here as kids as Matt and Chris race to see who can get to our patch the fastest. We all eventually sit down as Me and Nate begin to make the fire as the three boys start gathering everything ready to make them. Me and Nate share a small handshake we made in the 7th grade because we finally got the fire to start while everyone is celebrating because they know how dumb Nate and I can be when we work together. They sometimes ‘joke’ and say we share half a breaking combined.

We all set our towels down and begin to sit on them as Nick hands out all the things we need. I sat down next to Chris as all 5 of us are staring at the sky as the contrasting colours of pink,yellow and orange fills our eyes. We’re all sharing and laughing at memories we shared here as kids and Nick tells the group the ones we were both laughing about previously. The suns pretty much set now as we all turn our attention back to the small fire which had surprisingly not gone out yet. The wind starts to pick up a small bit. I turn to my right Chris was already staring at me. I realise I had forgotten my bag but I don’t say anything other than give him a light smile and turn my head back to the fire as I make Nick put my s’more together because I can never seem to do it properly without it breaking.

Everyone is stuck in their own conversations, or debates I should call them again. I feel a heavy fabric land on my thighs as i snap my head to the right. Mine and Chris’s faces are now inches away from each other. I throw a confused expression at him and he gives me a light smile in return. “I seen you left without your bag” he raises his eyebrows as i throw a small dig at him in response. “Didn’t know you watched every move I make” I say back cockily as I throw the oversized hoodie over my head. “Thanks” i roll my eyes at him as I see him still staring at me still giggling at my response to himself with a small smile tugging his lips.

Once all the marshmallows are finished we watch the fire go out just sat enjoying each others company, because it’s rare that the boys come back and visit me and Nate back home in Boston. Tiredly we all stand up and slowly make our way back to the car slumping ourselves back into the same positions we were in before.

The sky was pretty much pitch black as nicks music quietly played in the back round eyes glued to his phone trying to keep himself awake. Nate’s hat was propped up on his head in a way the front of his eyes were covered as he had his arms crossed and eyes most likely closed under it. Matts eyes focused on the road per usual not missing a single turn home on the busy roads which took us longer than usual to get back. I lean my body into Chris as my eyes fell heavy resting my head on his shoulder into the crook of his neck. He leaned into me a bit more swinging his arm around the back of me to make me lay more comfortably. I feel his eyes slowly glance at me every once in a while as mine finally shut. I wasn’t asleep yet but I couldn’t keep them open anymore.

All of the windows were rolled down as the hot hair filled the car making everyone feel even more exhausted. I feel Chris’s hand move the pieces of my hair out of my face as he pulls me in a bit tighter than he ever has before. I feel a light peck on my head which immediately turned the sickness from the heat in my stomach to intense butterflies. He thought I was asleep or I would’ve grabbed his face and kissed him then and there. I eventually drifted off to the sound of drowned out music and other cars passing by on the road. How long has he been waiting to do this?

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[allycat75]

Aren't you tired, Boston Dumb Fuck? I know we are!

As someone who is on record as not liking to be manipulated, aren't you tired as a perpetrator of it? Of all the lies and machinations? Let's just take a little look at the last few months, shall we. This is a bit long, but you have been busy and getting no where. In fact, further than no where (cue Paul Simon's "Slip Sliding Away"). And I recognize this may not be under your control, but you signed on the dotted line so you hold ultimate accountability. If you don't like what is happening in your name, you are a grown ass man with agency, regardless of what that contract says. There is always a way.

First, bravo for pretending to be married to a racist, antisemetic, fatshaming Lolita. Something I never thought someone who really loved love or was a good upstanding citizen with integrity would ever do, but you never cease to surprise me.

Then, creating the illusion of two ceremonies- the "East Coast" one (was it your house in MA, Cape Cod, somewhere in New York, your cursed place in Vermont?) with a random smattering of work friends who were in the area for other commitments (and had projects to promote but couldn't because of the strike) and your clout chasers who needed to boost their followers, all on your niece's birthday, I think (way to be a super user uncle- was all the prep for her party good cover for you? I am sure she appreciated your care and attention). Then the "Portugal" ceremony ("let's go Portugal") which only seemed to prove some of your family and friends got a free trip to Portugal at some point this summer.

But what we didn't get were sighting of you and the little wifey, not even puttering around town making preperations, or getting coffee at a local cafe. Were no phones working in either location? They couldn't give a shit about her, that I get, but I am sure a few people would have recognized you, even in your current sorry state, and at least done that thing where you pretend to take a picture of something else and catch you in the background (see "funeral dinner" below), and posted it in real time.

Seeming to be everywhere and nowhere, strategically planting anachronistic and ambiguously located photos on "random" people's SM. Or the blurry, Ghost Hunter-quality photos of people that could be fake, you and/or Fish Mouth or the image of your soul slowly leaking out of your body.

Like the one where you look healthy one day (and your bride looks exactly like she did in one of your lame-ass scare videos from years ago when you see her in the reflection in your glasses), then magically, two days later, you look like absolute shit. As if you are having a Mitch McConnell-like seizure!

But my favorite has to be the funeral dinner with Scarlet, Colin, Stanley and Fish Mouth, that was taken months ago (you looked much less sickly then). Interesting how the poster, for some reason, made her account public then made it private again once the damage was done. Colin looks like he just loves you and how you are using his wife so this talentless twit can get ahead. Awesome how you put one of your best friends in this awkward position!

The only seemingly legitimate sighting we got was on the plane where you didn't even sit together. Even stranger because you rarely fly commercial these days- I wonder why this time was different? We find her non-posing, feigning interest in something the stranger next to her is saying while someone in the aisle obviously takes her picture. Girl's not famous in any country- no way some rando traveler is just going to recognize her and stop the flow of passengers to take a photo. Then there was the ghost bag Fish Mouth was pulling. My theory is we thwarted a bad photoshop of you holding her hand, BDF, because you still don't want to touch her. Ah, true love!

(Side note- you do know you are paying for all this set-up and clean-up, by the way. Megan isn't doing a bad job out of the goodness of her heart).

Forget that this "marriage" and globe hoping could get you and the wifey into a heap of trouble with immigration, but you are a famous, rich, white man and she is an arrogant, entitle brat who seems to be able to pitch a tantrum until she gets what she wants so I am sure you will be fine. No need for introspection on how your decisions have consquenses. Sounds like bliss to me!

PS- don't give your crack (like the drug, not the compliment) team any ideas. One of the reasons I did this rundown was to show how absurd this all is. There is no amount of "proof" that could make your lies true at this point, so save the billable hours for your next crisis. We've seen the show and all its sequels and we are not buying tickets because it sucked from the very start. Don't insult our intelligence!

#You are the company you keep #brian wilson vibes #i hate manipulation #liars suck! #ai in human form #is your mom still proud? #is this the life you want? #don't piss on my leg and tell me it is raining

[andydrysdalerogers]

Sideline Love ~ Chapter 14 ~ Fathers and Daughters

Pairings - NFL! Chris Evans and OFC Rebecca Rooney

Series Summary: All football player Chris wants is to play football with his best friends in the NFL. But the night before he meets someone who could change his life... if she wasn't the bosses daughter. Can Chris change her mind with a little sideline love?

Word Count: 3.4K

General Warnings: smut! angst, cheating, parental interference, fluff, football Chris has beard ( 😏 ), injuries during the game, special appearance (don't @ me lol)

Disclaimer: This is a pure work of fiction and classified as 18+. Please respect this and do not read if you are underage. I do not own any characters in this series bar Becca Rooney and the other OCs. By reading beyond this point you understand and accept the terms of this disclaimer.

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Series Masterlist ~ Main Masterlist

Families never seem to be easy.  It’s a fairy tale that parents and childrens, especially fathers and daughters get along perfectly.  Daddy’s Princess and all of that.  Its not reality.

At least, its not Becca’s reality.

Becca started to pack up her office.  The same office she had only been in for eight months. Even with Chris playing, his future was still uncertain come the off season and Becca would be going with him wherever he landed. The only person she hadn’t discussed her move with was Tom.  Since she didn’t know where she was going, she didn’t want to bring on the headache of his complaints until she knew where.

Her mother had tried to convince her to stay, for the sake of being close to family while Chris was working.  But the conversation had been hard.

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“Rebecca, I know your father crossed a line banning you from seeing someone but be realistic.  You need family.”

“I do need family.  But why is it it that Chris’s family has been way more supportive of our relationship than you and dad have and they haven’t met Charlie?  I only met Lisa when he was hurt.  And yet, they are cheering us on.”

“That’s not fair Becca.  I wasn’t given the chance to meet Chris properly and get to know him.”

“Because Dad made it impossible.” Becca pinched the bridge of her nose.  “Ok, wait.  You’re right.  Why don’t we do this.  You come to our house and have dinner.  Get to know Chris.  See how much he loves your granddaughter and me and understand why I would follow him anywhere.”

That dinner was right before Thanksgiving and Avery Rooney was impressed.  The young man was obviously in love with not only her daughter but made sure Charlie was the center of their world.  Something she had wished for her for so long.  To have a father.  After that dinner, she talked every night to her husband.

“Rick, you should see them together.  They are just like how you and I were when we were dating.”

“I asked Rebecca to do one thing and she didn’t listen.”

“So what? She fell in love Rick.”

“Avery, how can she run the team if she can’t listen?”

“Is that what this is about?  God Rick, you are just a dumbass man after all.”  Avery walked out of the room.

Rick sat, shocked as his wife was always kind with her words.  He knew Avery’s world was all about her family.  It had to be, since she was the daughter of another famous football family.  The Mara’s owned the New York Giants so Avery was brought up in this world.  He valued her opinion on everything.

And right now her opinion of him was low.

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Becca pulled her phone out when it buzzed.

C: Ma said she couldn’t wait to have us for Christmas

B: Can’t believe the first time I really meet her will be at Christmas

C: I know babe but it’s the only time I can do it this

B: I know love.  At least it will be easier since Charlie needs to be in Boston for Christmas morning

C: If we must

B: Chris…

C: I know love, doesn’t mean I like it

C: Want my girls with me for the holiday

B; I know. Me too

Becca put her phone down as she continue to organize her paperwork. She looked over the files from the draft and smiled.  She looked over Chris’s file, reading his stats, his grades.  She couldn’t believe she hadn’t put the man at the bar and this man together.  But she was glad she hadn’t.  Things would have turned out so differently.

“I saw his potential you know.  Its why I wanted to trade for the picks.” Becca looked up to see her father in the door way.

“I see it.  I see your notes too.” Becca stood up straight. “Is there something you need?”

“I wanted to invite you and Chris and Charlie to dinner.  At the house.”

“I don’t know…”

“I just want to talk ok?  But I would like to do so in private.”

Becca sighed.  “I’ll ask Chris.  Its up to him.”

Rick nodded.  “Ok.”  He started to walk away.   “I miss you my princess,” he mumbled.

Becca’s heart clenched, seeing her father sad.  They had always had the best relationship. Until Tom.  She knew her father had been disappointed in her for her decisions but he never once made Charlie feel like she was a mistake.

B: babe, my father just invited us to dinner

C: really?

B: yeah.

B: up to you

C: I think we should

C: don’t want you to lose your family

C: especially if we move

Becca could cry at his thoughtfulness. He never put himself first. She stood up and looked out the window.  Her view was amazing.  Overlooking Heinz Field, Becca hugged herself as she lost herself in thought.

“You think any harder, the hamster will fall off the wheel.”

Becca turned and smiled at Ben.  “You always know when I’m thinking too hard.”

“This time I was tipped off.  Chris was getting ready for practice.”

“God that man.  What did I do to deserve him?”

“Well I was thinking of what was it he did to earn your attention.” Ben sat on the couch in her office and patted the seat next to him.  Becca sat and looked at her friend.  “You know I remember the first time I met you. Tenacious little five year old princess. Not unlike another princess I know.” Ben smirked while Becca laughed.  “You were so headstrong, so independent.  You came right up to me and said…”

“You better win my daddy a championship,” Becca finished the sentence. “I remember.”

“When you first told me you were pregnant and you weren’t sure how to tell your father, I was honored that you confided in me.  You’re like my little sister.”

“You’ve always been a big brother to me. When the players would pick on me growing up, you always had my back.”

“And I always will.”  Ben scooted closer. “What’s on your mind?”

“Dad invited us to dinner.  To talk. Chris wants us to go.”

“What do you want to do?”

“I miss him.  We sit in the meetings and I see how much he’s changed.  How defeated he looks.  And I want to fogive him but…”

“But he tried to take the first man you really loved away from you.”

“And then he punished Chris.  And it hurts to see Chris so sad not to play.  And when you guys told him to suit up, it’s the happiest he’s been in a long time.  Charlie loves him.  I love him.”

“Becca, I think you should hear your father out. Maybe he can see how happy you are and realized his mistakes.  And maybe you will see yours in holding on to this.  Charlie can’t lose family right now.  Not when you are in the middle of the mess with Brady. You need family.”

Becca leaned into Ben.  “What am I going to do without you?”

“What do you mean?”

“I’m leaving. IF Chris leaves, we’re going with him.”

“Becca…”

“Ben, I have to.  He… he almost sacrificed his career for me.  He went to court for me.  Went through stupid questioning for me.  This is the least I can do for him.”

Ben nodded.  “Then I’ll miss you.  You’re always welcome with us ok? He pulled her into a hug.  Love you sis.”

“Love you too bro.”

That night, Chris and Becca got ready for bed.  “Do you honestly think dinner is a good idea?” she asked.

“Angel, we have to clear the air sometime.  Charlie misses her grandparents.  She just asked when she was going to see Nana again.” Chris climbed into bed with her.  She rested her body against his. “I know its hard sweetheart but I just don’t want you to regret time with your parents.”

“What if he’s rude? What if he is insulting?”

“Then I will take my family out right away.” Chris kissed her head. “You know I would do anything to protect you.”

“I know you would Chris.  I’m just worried.”

“What can I do to reassure you Angel?” He pulled her into his lap. “You need me to distract you?”

“Distract me how?”

Chris grinned and leaned his head into her neck, pressing his lips right in her sweet spot.  She moan lightly at the sensation.  “Need more Angel?” She nodded quickly.  “Use your words.”

“Need more Chris. Need you please.”

“My good Angel, being so polite.” Chris manouvered her onto the bed and hovered over her. “What do you want Angel, hmm? Tell me.”

“Need you to touch me.”

“Where?”

“Everywhere.”

Chris smiled as he started to kiss her neck more and moved down, gently sucking on her skin.  She withered and squirmed with each kiss. He pulled off her shirt to reach her sweet nipples.  He wanted to try something to see her reaction.  “One day,” he said, “these will be nice and big when you are carrying my baby. They will be so sensitive, so delicious.”

Becca had no idea why that turned her on. “Fuck Chris, keep talking.”

He smirked.  “I’m gonna marry you one day and get you nice and big with my child. Give Charlie a sibling.”

That did it. Becca pulled Chris to her and kissed him hard.  She used all her strength to flip them over. “I need you now Evans.”  She lowered herself to pull him out of his sleep pants.  His rock hard member stood erect and she places a soft, long lick on the tip.

“Oh fuck.  Shit, no, you are not taking control of this.” Chris pulled her up and moved her pantiess to the side as he thrusted into her.  She moaned loudly. “Always so tight Angel. Fuck, just like heaven.” He grasped her hips to move her faster.

“Fuck Chris, yes, right there,” she moaned.

“I love you Angel so much.  You feel so good.” Chris let his fingers dip in to massage her clit.

“Oh god, that feels so good. Don’t stop Chris, please.”

“Won’t ever stop Angel. Cum for me my Angel. Let go.”  He applied a little more pressure on her clit and she wailed.

“Fuck!” She chanted his name. “ChrisChrisChris.”

“Let go Becca, please let go.” She cummed with a silent scream as he continued to move.  As she was still coming down, he flipped them and continued to pound into her, chasing his own high.  “Fuck yes!” He yelled finding his own release.  He slowed to a stop, still inside her.  “Was that enough of a distraction Angel?”

“You can do that to distract me anytime love.”

He pulled out and cleaned her up. “Love you so much Becca.”

“Love you too Chris.” She yawned as she settled on his chest.  “Trust you.”

“Protect you.  Always,” he whispered as he listened to her settle and fall asleep.  

*~**~*

A few nights later found Chris, Becca and Charlie pulling into the Rooney family home.  The mansion (for lack of a better term) looked the same to Becca as ever.  The place she grew up, where Charlie brought when she came home. She sighed.

“We can drive home if you want.”  She looked at Chris as he gave her a soft smile. “Pick up some Pete’s, put on a movie.  Whatever you want.”

Becca cupped his cheek.  “I love you so much.  And tonight won’t change that.”

“Angel, I love you too. Everything is going to be fine.  Your mom is in your corner as well.”  He kissed your knuckles. “We’re a team and nothing will change that.”

Becca took a deep breath.  “Ready?”

“Ready.”

“Ready!” Charlie’s answer punctuated with a giggle. “Daddy out!”

“Okie dokie munchkin.  Imma carry you in ok, its icy.” Chris exited the car and went to open Becca’s door.  He helped her out before going to Charlie’s door.  He lifted the girl in his arms and carefully made his way to the door with Becca holding onto him as well.  December in Pittsburgh is no joke.  They made it to the door when it opened wide revealing Avery.

“Come in! Get warm.  Hi darling,” hugging and kissing Becca.

“Hi Mama. You remember Chris and what her name again?” Pointing to Charlie.

“Mama I’m Charlie,” she squealed as she reached for her grandmother.  “Hi Nana!”

“Hi baby! Are you getting bigger?”

“No!”  She wiggled to run into the house.

“Chris, its nice to see you again.”

“Thank you for inviting me Mrs. Rooney.” Chris offered his hand.

“None of that Christopher.”  Avery laughed as she pulled in Chris for a hug.  “And its Avery. Now, dinner is almost ready so how about a drink first.”  The couple nodded as they joined hands and followed Avery.  “Rick, did you find…”

“Papa!!!” Charlie jumped from the couch into Rick’s arms.

“Charlie Bear! I’ve missed you. Are you getting bigger?”  He hugged his granddaughter tight.

“Papa, too tight.”

“Oh sorry.”  He adjusted her to his hip. “Becca, Chris, thanks for coming.”  He leaned to give his daughter a kiss on the cheek and then shook Chris’s hand.

“Thank you for inviting us Dad.”  Becca guided Chris to the couch as Charlie took her seat on Rick’s lap.

“Red wine ok for everyone?” Avery offered.

“That’s great Mrs.. Avery,” Chris cleared his throat from nerves.  Avery had been kind when he met her last but Rick made him nervous. “You have a beautiful home.”

“Thank you Chris.”  Avery passed drinks around including a sippy cup for Charlie. “Your home is nice as well.  I don’t think I mentioned it when I was there.”

“Well thank you.  Its getting better with Becca’s touches.”  He gave Becca a loving look and squeezed her hand.

“And how is the sale going Becca?  On the house?”

“You’re selling your house?” Rick looked at her.

“Yeah, we are moving in with Chris as soon as the sale goes through.  We got an offer a couple of days ago.”  Becca looked at the intertwined fingers, unsure of what else to say.

“Oh, well congratulations.  Big step.”

The silence was awkward to say the least until a ding announced that whatever in the over was done.  “Sorry Chris I didn’t ask. Are you ok with meatloaf?”

“Sounds good Avery.”

“Great.  Give me five minutes.  Becca, can you help me?”

“Sure mom.”  She rose with a kiss to Chris’s cheek. “Can you get her into her chair?”

“’Course Angel.”  Chris watched Becca leave the room and then turned back to Rick and Charlie.  

“They will be a minute,” Rick said. “You have a house.”

“Yes, my mother and I scouted houses when I got drafted.  Had some money from the settlement of the accident.  Took care of the down.  Charlie, she picked her room and we are working on finishing it for her.”

“That great. Really.” Rick swallowed.

“Dinner’s ready,” Avery called out.  “Rick stood up and Charlie reached for Chris.”

“Daddy will you sit with me?”

“Of course munchkin.  But you gotta each whatever Nana puts on your plate ok?”

“Ok daddy.”

Rick watched in amazement as Chris got Charlie in her booster seat and made sure a napkin covered her.  Avery and Becca set all the plates down and they all sat to eat.

Rick chewed and swallowed.  “I didn’t know Charlie was calling Chris dad now.”

Becca’s eyes went wide.  “Oh, yeah. Umm, she just decided to one day.  Chris didn’t mind, right honey?”

“No Angel, I don’t mind.  Always wanted a family and Charlie is perfect.”

Rick watched the look Chris would give Becca.  Looks of admiration, adoration, of love. And it hit him.  This wasn’t like before.  This wasn’t a man trying to take advantage of his daughter.  Of her position in the world, of her vunerability.  This was a man in love.  In love with his baby girl.  In love with his grandbaby.

Avery kept the conversation light during dinner, asking how Charlie was doing in school and decisions on the decorating of Chris’s home. “Well Becca, you always want to consider flooring especially with children.”

“I know mom but carpet…”

“I need to say something.”  All the adults turned to Rick.  “Sorry, I just… I need to say this.”  He took a swallow of his wine before continuing. “I know that I have been unfair to you Becca about the dating things and your relationship with Chris.  It kills me that all of this happened because I wanted to teach you some things before you were ready.”

“Dad…”

“No let me finish. I know you decided to do what you did and I hate that he… he didn’t take responsibility.  You deserved way more than that. But I’ve watched Chris with you and Charlie and I see now that he is nothing like him.  He looks at you like I look at your mother. And that is something I shouldn’t have taken so lightly.”

“Mr. Rooney, I do love your daughter so much.”  Chris grasped Becca’s hand. “She and Charlie are my whole world.”

“Its all I ever wanted for them.  Someone to love them both.”  Rick sighed.  “I owe you this Chris.  I am sorry.  Sorry for benching you, sorry for trying to take Becca away from you.  From trying to take Charlie from you.”

“I understood where you were coming from Mr. Rooney.  If someone hurt my daughter the way Brady did, I’m not sure I wouldn’t have reacted the same way.”

“Its Rick, Chris. But I should have realized that you were special to Becca. I am so sorry princess. I’m sorry that I tried to break your heart.”

“Oh daddy,” Becca let the tears flow as she got up and went to her fathers seat, throwing her arms around him.  He clutched his daughter.

“I’m so sorry Becca.  Please forgive me,” he whispered.

“I forgive you daddy.  I love you.”

“Love you princess. So much.”  He wiped his eyes as Becca pulled back.

“Knew you were a sap Ricky,” Avery said wiping her eyes.  “Let’s finish up dinner so I can get little miss here her favorite dessert.”

“Oreos!” Charlie squealed. “Nana, that’s Daddy’s favorite too!” 

“Is it?  Well, he has good taste.” She threw a wink at Chris.

The rest of the dinner was light. Rick invited Chris for a scotch while Avery and Becca cleaned up. 

“I know this probably goes without say Chris but if you hurt my girl…”

“Don’t worry Rick. I have no intention of ever hurting them. If we could get through this, we can get through anything.” Chris took a sip, “but I have to say something.”

“Alright.”

“I could see the look on your face when Becca said she was selling.  I know it’s a house you helped her buy.  I didn’t ask her to do that.”

“Chris, son, you have to know that I know my daughter very well.  She would have only done it if she was completely in love with you.  And I know she is.” Rick took his own sip. “What are your intentions Chris?”

“Intentions?”

“Are you planning your future with my daughter?”

Chris took a breath and smiled.  “I know we are moving fast but I have never felt anything like this with anyone else.  She’s my everything.  They both are.”

“You gonna ask her?”

“Not until I talk to you and Avery.  I’m a traditionalist, Rick.  I want your blessing when I am ready to ask.”

“And you’re ok with being a dad? A premade family?”

“I don’t see it as premade.  I see as it as my destiny to have that little girl be mine.  She’s mine Rick, biology or not.”

Rick smiled.  “She’ll say yes.  But worry about that later.  We have playoff games to win.”

Chris smiled.  “Yes sir.”

In the kitchen, Avery and Becca were sipping coffee as Charlie finished her milk and cookies. “That boy is going to marry you one day.”

“You think?”

“I can see it Becca.  He is completely in love with you.”

Becca sighed happily.  “I love him too.”

After Oreos, the little family carefully made their way home.  “So that dinner was a success,” Chris commented as he held Becca’s hand.

“It was.” Becca studied her boyfriend.  “Chris?”

“Yes Angel?”

“Are you sure?”

“Sure about what love?”

“About us?”

Chris turned slightly to look at her before turning back. “Becca, where is this coming from?”

“Its just feels like a dream.”

“Angel, you are my forever.  Its my dream come true.” 

Becca smiled.

“Mine too.”

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[gay-sin]

dreaming about alternatives & togetherness

sometimes i go back on instagram and it is soooo baddddd every time!!! i get sucked in and it makes me addicted to proving myself at an unsustainable pace even if i'm only on there for a little while. being offline also sucks though because it is so alienating. this world is already so alienating and it feels strange to compound my alienation by just running away from the problem. but what else is there? i linked a podcast above that i really love. this episode made me feel so hopeful for a future where sharing art online wouldn't be hell. because of the alienating hell of instagram and the lack of alternatives (although tumblr does feel somewhat better i think?) i often feel alone in my frustrations and desires for change. but obviously i'm not alone and i'm not the only one who is upset. there are really smart people dreaming up really smart alternatives and new ways of sharing/relating to art and each other online. everyone knows that social media as it now exists sucks but it feels totally obligatory. it's not though!

i want to talk about alternatives. fun ones!! new things to try!! even if most alternatives fail, i think that dreaming of a better future is what we all need right now so that we can fight to make it a reality. i often feel deflated and defeated about the world but today im feeling hopeful. this is what imagining can do to you!!

i've been trying to practice my own alternatives to instagram/social media for a long time even though i can't be perfect about my own ideals. i'm just one person and i think all of these issues need collective solutions. but until then... here are my own individual solutions that i've found that make my life feel more peaceful and connected. yes, a lot of them are about art because art and life are not separate!! here they are: emailing and sending letters to my friends, getting a flip phone and forcing myself to remain present and problem-solve in real time, creating art/doing things that won't be shared online, making art/doing things that i'm bad at/can't post about/take a long long time (process over product), creating art in the material world (i <3 sculptures), using art as play and experimentation (not a place for ego but for earnest attempts at discovery), collaborating with others in art, generally slowing down, etc...

the reason that i went back on instagram was to share that i made a zine. i wanted to make a zine so people that appreciate my art could interact with it in physical space that isn't instagram. ironically those people are all on instagram so i had to use the stupid app to break the news.... smh!!

i ordered 33 of the zines and they will be here in 2 weeks!!! im very excited to see how they turn out!! it is a collection of photos, drawings, & paintings that i've made over the past 8 years. it's mostly more recent stuff though. i just wanted to put them all together to map the things that I continue to make art about and also people that i've made art with/taken photos of over the years. my photos are really a collaboration between me and my subject. most of the time my photos are of those that i am closest to. the zine is full of people that have really meant something to me and that makes it feel precious to me. anyways... yeah. i'm thinking about people, places, ideas, & patterns that i return to. what is significant about those things? what do i bring to them each time? how do i recontextualize them each time that i return, with my new experiences and ways of seeing? how do they continue to shape me? i have no answers but i have questions and guesses.

i will need to charge $7 to make up printing/shipping costs for anyone outside of boston. if you're in boston, it will just be $5 and i can hand it to you. that will be nice. if you don't want one - that's also totally fine!! im just trying to stop complaining about how much things suck and do something about it all. well, i'll actually still probably be complaining at least a little bit. but i also want to attempt to find better ways of being. i want to imagine a better future. a future that feels less like a race, a competition, a path of endless alienation. i just want peace and love! that sounds dumb but it's soooo true.

#instagram #social media #art zines

[consolecadet]

Most of the diagnoses I got this year are very useful information that is improving, or will soon start to improve, my quality of life. . .but I have to say, I am getting real fucking tired of insurance and doctors and tests and more and more and more pills and the looming specter of having to eliminate gluten. I'm so tired.

In 2023 I would love to be able to take a break -- not from meds or home PT, obviously, bc I will semi-literally fall apart without those -- but from continually having to schedule another appointment, sit on hold partway through another phone tree, shell out for another copay, hope the next doctor doesn't take one look at me and think "prescribe weight loss and dismiss everything he says". I would like to finalize my damn celiac diagnosis, see a dietician I find through the Boston fat people FB group for a maximum of 4 appointments, and then fuck off and spend my Doctor Time reading or drawing or, I don't know, sleeping.

#I would also love to not end 2023 $7k in the red but we shall see #boring text posts #medical

[tahitiwoke]

I've forgiven, I've moved on.

phil misses the first half of the conversation - the first half of the entire meeting, really - except it's claire and chris and march and when he comes in, they all turn and stare. he'd been in the gym with ed, so his usual suit and tie has been traded for shorts - cheerfully described by his assistant as booty shorts, which they're obviously not, they've just got the exact right thigh to cloth ratio required for freedom of movement - and a boston celtics jersey. it seems to take all three off guard. there's a pause before march say anyway and gives him the download as to why chris had texted him emergency meeting. and phil is, obviously, late. because he was across town, getting his ass kicked. claire looks less than pleased when he shows up.

as of two hours ago, webber - some old school but relatively harmless senator out of iowa - has given out some pretty scathing comments during a vote on intelligence community allowances and blah, blah, blah. the bottom line: he's refusing to retract and nothing anybody seems to be able to say or do or offer has been enough. and of course when being polite doesn't do the job and when claire can't be seen to be strongarming this particularly touchy piece of legislation, naturally they turn to someone willing to be impolite.

phil calls the guys wife. ignores the look chris gives him when he says that he knows nancy, explains that she's c.i.a., that they overlapped at langley for a brief time.

he has no clue where she is these days, but he's got a good guess based on the information chris rustled up; he dials a familiar number and sticks it on speaker. joey's pizza. "seven-nine-seven-one..." he looks at his watch, reads the time. 13:22:07...13:22:08...13:22:09... "...thirteen-twenty-two-...eleven." connecting. chris's eyebrows are in his hairline. switchboard. " langley, nancy webber. " one moment. phil shrugs when claire raises an eyebrow at him and doesn't get a chance to say anything else before nancy's voice comes through the phone, a little tinny and little like she's having to shout over helicopter downwash.

phil coulson, kicking it old school. " you know me, nance, if it ain't broke don't fix it. " you're wasted in an office, you know. " yeah, but it's a very nice office. " i bet. being bossed around by a beautiful woman, sounds like your fuckin' dream job. let me know if you get bored by it any time soon, though, i've got a great spot open in kirkuk. " wouldn't you just love to give me orders -- look, nance, this isn't a social call. " yeah, no shit. the white house chief of staff calling me two and half hours after my husband called your boss a punk on national television? i'm not stupid. " she's your boss too. " technicalities. " but an important one. he needs to issue a retraction, we can't have this kind of shit spewing out of our own party. " sounds like a you problem to me. " and if you don't want me to make it a you problem, then i suggest you convince todd to publicly apologise. " i'm really not going to do that. we both know what these restrictions will do to the intelligence community, it'll handicap people like you and me. " well, maybe people like you and me deserve to be a little handicapped sometimes. " jesus. she really knew what she was doing when she hired you, didn't she? i've always wondered what it was that got you to jump ship. what could she possibly be giving you to make turning your back on your people worth it? " my people? what am i, moses talking to the pharaoh? " maybe she's not giving you anything, maybe she's takin-- " be very careful, nancy, and choose your next words wisely. todd is going to retract the comments within the next thirty minutes, and if he doesn't, then tonight when you and him and your kids come home, i'm going to be in your house. and if he still refuses, i'm going to leave. then, when your kids are asleep -- i'm going to come back. "

there is a long, audible pause. in the background he can hear the downwash ease up as the aircraft lifts off; there are people shouting out instructors. nancy breathes over it all. after a solid wait, they all hear consider it done. " good. it was nice catching up, nance. " fuck you, phil. and that's it.

there is another long pause -- march looking at claire who looks to chris who's been staring at phil like he's just implied he's going to murder some kids. which, c'mon, let's not all be so dramatic. threats are threats and promises are promises. it's only a few seconds this time before there's action; chris nods and says something about a press briefing, claire shakes march's hand and he goes off, satisfied that the problem has been dealt with. and claire looks over at him, still sweating on her couch.

" sorry i was late - ed was beating me to a pulp. " she laughs at him and waves a hand, dismissive and pleased, i've forgiven, i've moved on.

#hopefully this is not hard to read but this popped into my head while driving and it made me laugh #everyone: calls phil bc something Visibily Heinous needs done #phil: does the bad thing #everyone: pikachu meme! #halechief #V || FRIENDS. ROMANS. COUNTRYMEN. ( CAESAR! BRUTUS! )

[erisenyo]

Hi again!! Where do I even start with this masterpiece? I read it twice and I'm sure I'll read it several more times, but I thought I'd send my adoration before then!!! The first scene with Sokka finding the apartment packed up except for the stuffed animals was devastating. Then the switch to Zuko sweetly taking care of Sokka on the anniversary hit me like a brick to the face. KNOWING him well enough to be able to help without making it worse or forcing him to pretend to be okay!!!! The dedication to research, plan out, and pay for trips for Sokka EVERY time that date comes around. Zuko just loves him so so so much, even before he knew he felt that way!!!

I cannot BELIEVE you wrote 'I couldn’t remember whose was whose. But I figured you would know if you want to take a stab at separating them. –Z'  It's like you decided "what's the worst way I can hurt Sokka right now?" and just did it. You can't SEPARATE THEM!!!! Sokka and I had the same reaction. I'd turn around and curl into a ball too! God. Even trying to imagine how future anniversaries for Sokka would go without Zuko around. Like obviously Zuko would try to be there, but what if he couldn't be???? I'm!!!!! Sokka's panic attack was so valid. That is the WORST TIMELINE. I refuse it with my whole heart. Thank you for writing happy endings!!!!! Oh fuck, and knowing that the countdown is the last one? Like now instead of it being unbearable, I kept smiling whenever I saw them and thinking "when is he going to BREAK?😈" When is the moment he finally stops pretending to be okay? Will he wait till all the time is gone?? Is he going to let Zuko get to Boston before he goes tearing through an unfamiliar city to make his feelings known?! Does the pain of separation outweigh the guilt of making his love a burden on Zuko??? God!!! The possibilities of it all!! "feeling like the one thing he suddenly wants from Zuko is the only thing he could never ask him for." AAAAH!!!! The way you phrased this? So similar to the way Zuko thinks about Sokka? The fucking anguish of knowing "it's selfish to want more, but it doesn't stop the WANTING" is a constant background thought for both of them and I love it!!!!

Also, Sokka turning to fixing things to feel better? I love the way you made him try to convince himself working would be enough to fix everything. Ooooooh and the break down with Katara! Finally letting out the grief he's been holding in for months. The bit about him realizing Zuko purposely didn't pick a school nearby and he KNOWS it!!! OUCH. That hurt MY feelings. And the REALIZATION of wanting to try!!!!!!!! I'm gonna start acting UP. HE KNOWS HE KNOWS HE KNOWS!!!!!! Wake up call dumbass, you're in love with your best friend!!!! The fragile hope building as he makes his way home!!!! I had to put down my phone and do a couple excited fist pumps into the air!!!!! The build up was electric!!!! I was so curious how it was gonna go down!!!!

Whuejsbeudjdb!!! I'm!!!!! You don't understand!!!!! The part where they both ask the other not to leave?!

"Hey, what if—”

“I don’t want you to go,” Sokka blurts.

“—you came with me."

Zuko breaking down and deciding he can't actually survive without Sokka, even though he KNOWS it'll hurt. Sokka FINALLY telling Zuko what he's wanted to blurt out for months. To try! LIKE? How are we supposed to deal with this scene???? My whole heart is melting!!!! Sokka looking for jobs without letting himself think about it, was such a cute detail. Showing us how even though Sokka didn't KNOW how he felt, he still knew what he WANTED.

"Because I—I don’t want to stop being with you,” Sokka says, the words stumbling off his tongue, all out of order from what he planned but coming out anyway. “I don’t want you to go."

Just right to the heart of it all!! Don't go, don't leave! But if you have to, bring me with you. Let me follow you, and I will. This is genuinely all I want from every romance I ever read. I can't with this scene. I am sighing wistfully and smiling like an idiot!💘💝

“What if one bedroom sounds good?”  

Sokka's stumbling love confession is so sweet. He didn't even need to say it!!! As always, Zuko KNOWS him!!!! And Zuko being so so scared to hope!!! To finally stop pushing away those types of thoughts, because now they're not just wishful thinking. I'd need at least a couple hours for a love declaration like that to sink in. Fantasy finally meeting reality and just trying to will it to be REAL this time. "I've been in love with you for years." I'm making high pitched squeaky noises, THIS makes up for the last chapter of pain!!! Finally finally finally!!!! Get your mans Zuko!!!!!!

I'm just gonna briefly mention a couple parts I LOVED because most of it is NSFW and you already know how good the spicy parts are lol. “You—I’m so happy.” This was so nice to see written!!! I feel like writers always show characters' happiness and relief with action or internal thoughts,which is great of course! But in a situation like this why wouldn't you express how happy you are???? Why wouldn't someone declaring their love for you make you wanna start giggling and shouting how overjoyed you are that THEY LOVE YOU?! It just feels more realistic.

All the parts where they're being competitive and teasing each other??? So fucking cute. Like "Haha you're in love with me and want to get in my pants!" Babes. You both feel like that lol. I'm snort laughing at the stupid naked race to find supplies. They are so dumb, I love them so much. I can't with Zuko finding Sokka's sock strip tease sexy. He's so gone for him. Lmao the constant breaks to bicker!!! And the part where Sokka realizes why he liked wrestling with Zuko all the time!!!!! These guys are literally perfect for each other, no one else was gonna be able to match their level of being so aggressively in love.

TWENTY MINUTES SINCE THE BEGINNING!!!!!! So satisfying to read!!! I'm metaphorically kicking my feet and doodling little hearts around the changed bolded letters!!!!

Sokka refusing to part from Zuko afterwards was honey sweet!! The contrast of years of longing to touch and now being allowed to!

“With my whole heart, I love you,” Sokka says again, jaw setting with determination. “And I might just be saying it now, but I’ve been feeling it for longer than I could probably even tell you. And I can’t imagine anything better than getting to love you. I want to show you how much I love you every single day.” ouuuuch! To someone who's been hurt like Zuko, someone who was rarely told how much others loved him? Hearing that his FAVORITE person believes loving Zuko is a privilege would be a religious experience. The ending showing us a glimpse of their future where Zuko and Sokka are going to be in Boston together! And still getting roasted by their friends because of how long they took to realize they wanted to date lol! Such a comforting parting scene to tie it all together with a neat little bow. I know I keep saying it, but it was just such a satisfying chapter. Made me giggle ridiculously and sqeaul in an ungodly manner lol. Can't wait to reread all of it from the beginning and pick up on even more of the little details you sprinkled in!! This was so entertaining and you're such a talented writer!!!!! 💞💖💗Thank you so much!!!!! I loved every second!!!! Have a wonderful day! You deserve the very best.💕💘💌

Hello again! First off, I'm so blown away that you already read it twice by the time it had been up for like 24 hours, and so thrilled that you enjoyed it that much!! And that the opening scene was just as devastating as I had hoped, especially in juxtaposition to the softness of Zuko caring for him! It puts such a smile on my face that you can see the way Zuko loved him and showed it in actions way before he ever had the words.

And yes that was...definitely a deliberate knife to the heart line (and whooo that it landed). Zuko just shutting down and trying to get through the end and Sokka all at once realizing how impossible that is for him. Something had to push him to actually acknowledge all that stuff he's been shoving down and ignoring, right? Something like staring down the Worst Timeline haha.

I am THRILLED that you could keep the happy ending in mind though, and that it added so much to the suspense of the countdowns! I love all the 'when is he going to *break*' energy and all the possibilities that were popping into your head. And that you could see the similarity of their particular flavors of self-sacrificing pining has me doing a little happy dance. They really are made for each other :P

On Sokka trying to fix things, I love that you could see that coping mechanism so clearly, and the way it completely fell apart the minute Katara poked at it and all that repressed grief and upset came pouring out. Poor guy, he just wants to know what he did wrong so he can fix it and make Zuko stay, and that Zuko never gave him the opportunity...But then the realization, yes! Finally knowing! (Katara being gobsmacked that he didn't *already* know and was just ignoring it lol, dumbass indeed) The building tentative hope!

I LOVE that it felt so electric that you were celebrating it, and then that the actual scene delivered so well for you!! Heart melting anticipation is exactly what I was hoping for haha, and all of Sokka's actions over the past few months suddenly becoming so much more clear to himself! (His subconscious is out there planning their whole life together while his active mind is dallying in best buds land haha) I'm so happy all the emotions of their confessions and the beats of it delivered on the romance and the depth of their feeling after all the angst buildup, wistful sighing and smiling truly is all I could ask for!!

And I've got such a smile on *my* face again that you could see so clearly through Sokka's POV the ways Zuko is afraid to let himself hope and actually feel those feelings and think those thoughts and risk believing it's true when it would hurt so much to be wrong. But then him accepting it and making his own (much more concise lol) declaration--I'm so thrilled that it felt so worth all the angst in the prior chapters and so well earned!

Also wonderful to hear that the NSFW delivered so much too lol, but also all the emotional beats woven in it! And especially that you liked them expressing themselves so freely now that they don't have to hold back anymore and leaving all that hesitation and repression behind. Because YES to a love declaration making you want to giggle and shout and dance with joy! You get it :)

I'm so happy you enjoyed all their competitiveness and teasing sliding right into a romantic dynamic, too! "You're in love with me and want to get in my pants, looser" is exactly the vibe haha, and I love that the comedy of it all came through so well without destroying the mood! Comfortable enough to be silly and dumb with each other is such a fun place to be, and aggressively in love is exactly what they are (and as for no one else being able to match it...see Zuko's two past partners and them very much being aware haha).

TWENTY MINUTES SINCE THE BEGINNING!!!!!! -> I am DELIGHTED that this was as satisfying to read as I hoped it would be away, and just their clinginess and sweetness after in general. I love that contrast you draw between them holding tight to each other now vs all that time spent longing to touch in a way they didn't feel able to! And also the way you frame the power for Zuko if hearing his favorite person viewing loving him as a privilege. I think you're spot on that it would be deeply powerful for him and I love the extra weight and significance that brings Sokka's words.

And then the turn toward the future, in which they will absolutely get roasted for the rest of their lives by probably everyone who knows them because *how* did they not know, it was so obvious haha. I'm truly over the moon that as a closing scene it felt so comforting about all the emotional highs and lows and that it tied things together so neatly for you! Endings are hard, especially after all that buildup, so it's really made my day whenever I've come back to read this how much you enjoyed this one :) And that you're already planning to reread and look for even more details sprinkled in! Truly I could not ask for more, I'm practically swooning haha

Thank you so much for reading and for these amazing asks, anon, they've been so wonderful!!

#asks and answers #very very sweet anons #To Cleave These Roots We've Made #Truly cannot say how thrilled I am the emotional payoff delivered because...we really built that up there haha

[dsdatingdramas]

The boy from 6 years ago…

After explicitly ignoring instructions from my mother about serial killers, I invited a man I matched with on tinder 6 years ago to my house. Which is 2 hours away from his house… Which now that I’m writing about it is about as dumb as it sounds. Luckily 🚨spoiler alert 🚨 he was not a murderer.

For no reason other than the town he is from, he has been affectionately nicknamed Francis (oh how I love kiwi culture).

Francis arrived at about 2pm the day before a festival in his home down (is he dumb enough to brave the traffic or super into me; I’m still unsure).

After the grand tour and a cold drink, conversation was well flowing and easy. He pulled me in for a snuggle and made light work of making me feel comfortable in his presence (although I had spoken to this man for extended periods of time at both the age of 18 and now 23). Not long after we decided it was dinner time which Francis kindly picked, paid for and went in and got from the shop. I supplement our sustenance with 6 Boston cremes from Dunkin Donuts (which he ate 5 of…)

After polishing off our dinner we took the donuts and headed for a movie in bed. Although we discussed while selecting dinner that I would pick the tv watching, I promptly passed the Baton to Francis (my phone with the Netflix app open) after going back and forth the new season of archer was selected. A poor choice of his part we were both far too into the programme so kissing and anything remotely close to indoor gardening only lasted as long as the theme song.

Once the full season of archer was complete we got stuck into a DMC about our family lives, our childhood and the weird teachers at our high school. After changing subjects to a much lighter topic we got into some indoor gardening. As per usual, trying to keep it somewhat clean, I’ve tried to keep it light on the detail, however it would be rude not to mention the tongue on this man.

Once the plants were potted we hoped into the shower for some snuggly time, some wonderful aftercare I stole from Mcdreamy.

We quickly returned back to bed for some snuggles and a very pg13 massage. Not long after my massage he was given the Netflix privileges. I was quickly hooked into a documentary about Michael Schumacher which only ended in tears (Francis obviously hadn’t quite worked out how much of a sook I am). Although his commentary made me consider watching the formula 1 with some interest outside of Charles Le Clare’s face. Whilst he both giggled and snuggled the tears away one of my cats had befriended him. I had already provided the lecture about how my cats don’t like people so this was unexpected for both Francis and I.

After some snuggles with both Francis and the cats we drifted off to sleep. The morning uneventful due to his early rise to beat the festi traffic.

All in all two successful dates in succession but neither man stood out as husband material, I beginning to wonder if I’m even looking for a husband as yet. Maybe we will stick to enjoying men’s company…. I’ll get back to you on that one.

[frostbeees]

But who does Bordo want to fuck on each team

boston: if you expected me to not say cheeks then ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ he's american and have you seen his face? and how solid he is?

buffalo: cozzy bc big and feisty. pow if we're going for repeats but im trying to make this like a "to hit it" list

detroit: mo. see above but also something about stealing the juice from the most recent calder winner right before his rookie season blah blah blah

florida: ratty matty. unless they sign staalsy off his PTO (yes i will continue the estaal rookie train)

montreal: cole (is anyone surprised) but only bc my hc is that they've always been passing ships over the years

ottawa: clod. another smallish frenchie?

tampa: had to phone a friend on this one bc i dislike the bolts so much that i couldn't pick but @darkangel0410 said sergy bc "he's a pouty bitch and needs to be put in his place" and im good with that

toronto: W I L L Y! fashion bitches

carolina: jordy bc if eric isn't an option, you gotta have at least one staal on your list. thems the rules

columbus: silly. that mouth?

new jersey: i think he cheats here. superbuddies

islanders: tito. again. mouth (am i forcing my mouth kink on bordy? damn straight.)

rangers: k'andre. hands down

philadelphia: he writes and crosses off yam so many times bc hello some of the best sex of his life right there. but for real: foery. he's hears so many raving reviews

pittsburgh: guentz! gotta go with the american and the only penguin i tolerate

washington: gotta be oshbabe

arizona: keller

chicago: the way i genuinely did not know who was even on this team anymore. but ignoring the obvious answer: actually you know what, there's only one answer bc he's at the top of all the american boys lists: 88

colorado: EJ

dallas: segs. he wants to know if they hype is real. i have a very solid idea of how this will go though and neither of them will be satisfied

minnesota: boldy boldy boldy

nashville: juice. bc hes so bendy

st. louis: parayko. big boy

winnipeg: lowry. gotta bag one wolfie boy at least right

anaheim: he definitely asks z for hte best on the team and z comes back with the whole roster. but lets go with mac for another wolfie

calgary: hanny

edmonton: obviously drai

los angeles: Q

seattle: look he wasn't going to put repeats on this list but none of those guys are gonna be as good as matty sooo

vancouver: quinn but only bc he wants to see jack's reaction when he drops it in the gc

vegas: eichs

honorable mention san jose: very much has to be erik

i wanna know who you agree with/disagree with? who you would have picked for him?

#anon #jess answers #bordy discourse #i truly dont know how i ended up with so many canadians when i was trying to keep this more american centric

[arabellaflynn]

Anxiety III: Dependence

I would like to thank everyone who has contributed to my support from the bottom of my heart. The way I grew up taught me that help does not exist, and every time I get it, I'm surprised all over again. 

I did finally lose patience with the people who were dicking around instead of getting me a new contract. I've done ad hoc work for them in the past, without getting the contract in advance, but previously they have always 1) handed me the standard contract when I walked in for the gig, and 2) paid me in full and on time. As they cannot manage either of those anymore, I have a lot less tolerance for lollygagging. Essentially, they emailed me for something and I responded, in polite business-speak, "I'd love to help you but I don't technically work there right now. I've been reminding you for more than two months that my contract was going to run out, and that I would need a new one. And lo, for my contract has run out, and nobody got me a new one. Fix it and I'll come back to work."

I don't think they realized I was serious until one of them tried to set up something without me, and ended up texting me with questions. I told him where the manuals lived, wished him luck, and turned off my phone. I don't know how that event went, but my guess is 'not well', because the next afternoon I got an email from the office manager asking for some details so they could write up a new contract. And then another one two hours later, because I'd been too busy making a magic snake puppet for someone who could hire me properly to see the first one.

I'm still worried about October. The contract says they have to pay me within two weeks of the hours worked, but I have to pay rent even if they fuck that up again. I am obviously looking for a different part-time gig, because money that doesn't arrive on schedule isn't very useful for budgeting with.

I have grant applications going in. One of them offers, in addition to resources and studio space, $6000 cash. I realize that there are a lot of people that wouldn't consider this an impressive amount of money, but for me this would be a solid six months of basic living expenses. Stuff like this, by the by, is also why a lot of disabled artists scrape by without trying to get federal disability payments -- there is a hard upper limit to how much you can have in your bank account before your SSDI gets yanked, and it is way under $6000. Getting any kind of lump-sum grant like that, or going over half-time hours for any particular work week, automatically cuts off your funding. School is scholarship or nothing, because any grant or student loan that disburses into your bank account will fuck up your life.

We did find a new roommate. He's a friend of the exiting roommate who's trying to move here from Providence, which incredibly enough is even more expensive than Boston. His criteria were "very cheap, okay with queer people" and our criteria were "pays rent on time, won't murder the rest of us in our sleep". Exiting roomie is a good guy, he's just finally made it to the top of the list for Section 8 housing, and his judgement's pretty okay, so it seems like this will work out. 

Work is picking back up. I'm back to hanging costumes from the crown molding in the order they will be used, which is nice. That's about where I was before the world shut down in 2020. I've been to a few casting calls. I don't expect much to come of them. I've never gotten a dance gig from a blind audition. Acting, yes; dance, no. I have many talents, but learning choreo on the spot from an unfamiliar instructor is not one of them. I get hired as a dancer by people who have seen me dance, either in person or on video, so clearly I'm doing something right. I will be at the BDA Open Call later this month, though. The lady who runs the BDA not only knows who I am, but was emailing me last week asking if I could fix whatever was wrong with their Eventbrite tickets for the thing, so I am hoping that will help make up for whatever I mangle in the open class.

I've also skipped a bunch of auditions because they charged a fee. I am not looking for opportunities, I am looking for work. I passed that a while ago as a model, now I'm there with dance. I am not going to pay money for you to decide if you might possibly maybe hire me for something. The BDA Open Call is running open classes that I want to take, and choreographers are welcome to come watch and reach out for casting, but if I didn't actually want to take the class I wouldn't have signed up. I am ignoring casting calls from anybody who runs a "collective", which is usually code for "you have to pay money to participate in our pieces". 

I have to go back to making the magic snake puppet now, but I really am grateful to all of you, for everything. Have a rat.

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📞 for our usuals obvi

Nate:

“You may be asking yourself… is it five am and I’m receiving a call from my boyfriend that went to voicemail? Yes, yes you are.” There’s a loud sigh over the phone, Nate slumping into the couch. “Really, I’m just thinking about, like, the stars. And space. And how they managed to get a monkey into space and yet we can’t manage as a country to come together and overthrow the corrupt government. I feel like, if we were to all revolt and just… stop buying gas. Like, Lydia, think about! If we literally just all stop buying gas and stop going to work and stop going places because of no gas… then shit… they have to stop. They have to change. I feel like- I feel like we could all pull it off. Boston tea party that shit. Just an idea…” he was cut off, the voicemail ending.

Joanna:

“Hey…” silence for a moment. Even after he spoke. It was late. He was probably busy being a great contributor to society… “sorry, I’m uh… obviously drunk.” She laughed softly, the sound of music filtering through the door opening and closing. She sat outside some frat house. “I’m at Pitt… some stupid frat party with some stupid frat guys who aren’t you.” She sighed, groaning. “I don’t usually drink… I don’t like it very much. Makes me emotional and stupid and do stupid things like call the dumb guy that took my virginity. Just wanted to hear your voice. The guy i was talking to said something about lacrosse and… here we are.”

#asks: nate #asks: joanna