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Sexiled (Part 17/23) ~ Steve Rogers x Reader ~ College!AU

A/N: Tag list for this story is now closed. Check out the masterlist for a schedule of the remaining five parts. Enjoy!

Summary: Unable to go home for Thanksgiving, Steve invites you home with him. You aren’t about to turn down an opportunity to spend time with Sarah Rogers or the Barnes’ Clan.

Characters/Pairings: Steve Rogers x Reader, Bucky Barnes, Becca Barnes, Sarah Rogers, George and Winnie Barnes mentioned

Rating: T

Warnings: Fluff. Really nothing. Maybe language? but I don’t think so

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“Oh my god, you’re here!” Becca squealed when she opened the door and flung herself at you.

“Yes, I’m here,” you laughed, holding her tightly. “How are you?”

“I’m great. Oh I’m so excited you’re here.”

“Oh how are you, Bucky? I’m good thanks for asking,” Bucky grumbled.

“Oh shush,” Becca admonished as she hugged him and Steve. “I’m getting to you two. I just didn’t know that y/n was coming.”

“Well we weren’t sure until a couple of days ago because we were having trouble getting my train ticket, so we wanted to hold off on saying anything.”

“Well I’m so glad you made it.”

Becca squeezed your hand as she led you into the living room, taking your coat.

“Me too,” you assured her as you followed behind.

“Hey, Becs, where’s Ma and Pop?” Bucky asked as he poked his head into the kitchen.

“They had lunch with the Quill’s. They should be home soon.”

“Alright. Lunch run then?” Bucky suggested.

“Hell yes. I’m starving,” Steve agreed patting his stomach. “Where do you want to go?”

“Why don’t you and Steve go pick something up? And y/n and I will stay here and catch up,” Becca countered, vibrating with excitement.

“Can you wait that long, sweetness?” Steve asked, knowing you get woozy when you’re hungry.

“Yeah. I’m good to wait.”

“Alright. Sandwiches from Glenn’s?” Bucky suggested.

“Ooh good call. Do you want to look at the menu, y/n?”

“I trust you to get me something I like.”

Steve nodded. “Do you want your usual, Becs?”

“Yes please.”

“Alright let’s got then.”

Steve gave you a short but sweet kiss before they headed out and you heard Becca gasp. Bucky cackled at her reaction.

“Have fun with that, doll. Come on, lover boy.”

He yanked Steve out of the house by the collar, leaving you with a very excited Rebecca Barnes.

“YOU AND STEVE ARE TOGETHER NOW?!”

“Ummmm, yes.”

She gaped at you.

“When? How? I need details.”

She dragged you to the couch and then ran to the kitchen for snacks. Once she was settled she stared you down.

“Okay, spill.”

You recounted the night you and Steve finally decided to start officially dating.

“So Bucky is the only one who knows? And he didn’t blab?”

“Nope. He’s kept our secret. And yes, he’s the only one who knows. Well, him and Skye.”

“Who’s Skye?”

You were about to say “Bucky’s girlfriend,” when you realized he clearly hadn’t said anything yet.

“She and I were best friends in middle school and the beginning of high school until I moved away. We reconnected at a party a few weeks ago.”

Becca didn’t seem to notice your hesitation.

“Oh that’s nice. I can’t believe no one figured it out. Do mom and Sarah know?’

You paused again. Now that you thought about it, you had no idea if Steve had told his mom.

“I don’t know actually. Probably yes. He talks to her about most things. I guess I’ll find out.”

“Well if she doesn’t already. I’m sure she’ll be thrilled. I definitely am. I knew you’d be the best couple ever.”

“Thank you, Becca.”

“I hope I can have that with Peter,” she mumbled unthinkingly.

“Who’s Peter?”

She tucked her hair behind her ear before scratching nervously at the back of her neck – a nervous tick she shared with Bucky.

“Oh. Umm. Just a friend from Queens.”

“Friend, huh?”

You shot her a disbelieving look, despite her eager nods.

“Nice try. Spill it.”

She hung her head in defeat.

“Okay.”

She launched into her own romantic tale. Explaining how she’d met a boy, Peter Parker at a Science Triathalon and they’d started talking. And she thought he might like her, but she wasn’t sure. You were just ironing out the details of a plan for her to ask him out for coffee by the time Bucky and Steve got back. You quickly stopped talking when they walked in.

“What are you two up to?” Bucky asked suspiciously.

“Nothing!” you both answered quickly.

“Yeah right.”

He glanced at Steve who just shrugged, already munching on fries.

“Whatever,” he chuckled. “Come on. Let’s eat.”

George and Winnie returned while you were finishing up eating and the afternoon was spent happily catching up. After dinner, you and Steve got ready to head back to his apartment.

“Thank you for dinner, Winnie. It was delicious.”

“Our pleasure. Do you have everything? Where are your bags?” she fussed.

“We dropped them off at home before we came here. I wanted to see Ma before she went to work.”

“Oh good. Okay. Oh that reminds me. I wrapped up some leftovers for you to take home for her. Just one second.”

She hurried to the kitchen and came back with a Tupperware container which you took from her.

“Thank you, Winnie.”

“You’re welcome, sweetie. We’ll see you tomorrow at two.”

“We’ll be here with bells on.”

“Good night and get home safe.”

“We will,” Steve promised.

“Good night!” You called with a small wave.

Steve guided you down the steps before taking your hand as you walked the three blocks back to his apartment.

“Steve. Thank you for this.”

“For what?”

“Bringing me here.”

“I couldn’t let my best girl spend Thanksgiving alone. Besides an extra five days with you without stressing about classes? I can’t think of anything better.”

You smiled up at him, as he unlocked the door.

“That does sound ideal.”

You and Steve made breakfast before settling on the couch to watch the parade. Sarah woke up shortly after eleven.

“Good morning.”

“Good morning, Ma. Coffee?” Steve asked as he kissed her on the cheek and went into the kitchen.

“Yes, please.” She smiled warmly as she sat next to you. “How did you sleep, dear?”

“Very well.”

Steve strolled in with a mug of coffee and the cinnamon rolls you made.

“Here you go, Ma.”

“Did you two bake this morning? You didn’t have to.”

“My mom and I always made cinnamon rolls on Thanksgiving morning. I thought you might like it,” you shrugged.

“It’s a wonderful surprise.”

“How was your shift?”

She sighed heavily and took a sip of coffee as Steve sat next to you, arm curling around your waist.

“Let’s just say I’m glad to have the weekend off. It’s always crazy around the holidays.”

“Lots of accidents?”

“Tons. These are delicious. You two are so sweet to make these for me. Thank you.”

“Wow, you look amazing,” Steve breathed out when you came down to go to lunch at the Barnes a couple hours later.

“Thanks, but now I think I’m overdressed,” you admitted, eyeing his jeans and polo.

“Well, Thanksgiving’s been pretty casual since the mud pie incident when Becca was four.”

You giggled, “Well, I definitely need to hear that story. But, your mom said to dress up.”

Steve’s brows furrowed.

“Are you kids ready to go?” Sarah asked as she came in from the kitchen, looking through her purse for her keys. “Oh wow, you look lovely, sweetie. So fancy.”

“Thank you,” you mumbled, cheeks flaming in embarrassment.

“Ma, did you tell Y/n to dress up?”

“No?” She asked tilting her head at you both.

“You texted me and told me to bring a nice dress.”

Sarah’s eyes widened in realization.

“Oh, honey, I’m sorry. I did, but that was because I have a surprise for you later in the weekend. I should have been clearer. I just assumed Steve would tell you lunch was casual.”

“Surprise?” You and Steve both asked.

“Yes.”

“What is it?” you asked, unable to contain your excitement.

“Why don’t you change into something more comfortable? And then I’ll tell you.”

“Okay, just give me a few minutes.”

“Take your time.”

You hurried back to Steve’s room, grateful you’d also packed your favorite sweater dress.

“Better?” she asked when you hurried down the stairs five minutes later.

“More comfortable for sure. So…”

“So,” she smiled and gestured to the couch. “Come on. Have a seat.”

Steve was now wearing a bright grin, and mischief lightened both of their gazes, and you smiled as you recognized the similarity. Clearly Sarah had told him the surprise. He perched on the arm of the couch next to as you sat right at the edge of your seat.

“Here,” she handed you an envelope with your name in her elegant handwriting.

You carefully undid the flap and dumped the contents into your palm.

“Oh my god!” you gasped when you read the ticket. “Really? The American Ballet Company’s opening night of the Nutcracker?!”

“I knew that I had to take you to some sort of show, and since you love ballet as much as I do. I thought you would enjoy it. We can save Broadway for the next time.”

“This is amazing. Thank you so much, Sarah.”

You hugged her as tightly as you could and she softly stroked your hair.

“You’re so welcome.”

You looked up in time to see Steve was watching you both with a soft expression.

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A/N: Thanks so much for reading! We’ll see more of Sarah in the next part on Monday!

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Imperfect Phoenix (Oneshot)

Marinette x Kagami(MLB). Commission for @wombatking

Summary: Kagami’s perfectionism does not allow for breaks, weaknesses.. When she meets her body’s limits, she is reminded of how much she needs to look out for herself - all thanks to her lovely girlfriend.

Tags: foot injury, perfectionism, hospitals, fracture, bad mindset, They are lesbians Harold, pet names, fencing, outbursts, angry feelings, bruises, indirect self harm, food/eating.

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“Allez!”

Blades clinked together, pieces of cold metal vibrating at one another with the impact of intense swings and advances.

Opponents approached, yet jumped away from one another like preying ticks. All students of the fencing class were engaged in heated battles. Much like these two friends - Kagami and Adrien, the top of the class were fighting one another once more. Their blades were shaking in pain exertion and cold steel.

Kagami lunged forward to hit Adrien. Clank. He dropped his guard, he was vulnerable-

No. No, he was prepared. The model dodged halfway and decided to strike for himself. Their shoulders collided, sending Kagami onto the floor.

Hard.

A dull clash came from where she landed. She hissed at the sudden emergence of pain and rolled over. At once, she was back on her feet and took her fighting stance. Coal hair fell back into her face, bangs slightly blurring her vision.

“Arrêt!”

The director interfered, gradually approaching Kagami. She was in place, prepared to fight and send Adrien into one out of many many more losses to come. The foot she had landed on was lightly burdened with only a small deal of her body weight. She heavily relied on her unaffected leg to carry her through this.

Still, she stood tall, slightly bowed. One of her hands was around her handle. The other one was close to her body.

“Kagami, are you okay?”

Adrien rushed over while his friend remained en garde. However, when he pulled his mask off, she had the courtesy to validate his concern and lift hers, too.

“Of course I am! Go back, I want a rematch!”

There was a fire in her words, yet the blonde looked at her, a sceptical look pulling his facial features down. The usually rather sunny and carefree expression was wiped off his face. His mouth opened to say something but Kagami insistently put her foot down. The ambitious student ignored the shocking pain striking her like an unexpected avalanche.

Their instructor shrugged. By now, he was close enough to see for himself.

“If you can put weight on it without pain, it should be fine. Are you sure you are good to go?”

The girl gave the man a maroon side-glare through her bangs and nodded. Her voice was cool and composed as ever, unusually deep for a girl so pretty, some conservative souls would think.

“Yes.”

Her warm eyes were set on the invisible goal of success on all levels and in all areas. Even if she tried to care about the pain in her ankle, she wouldn’t be able to stop her urge to compete and succeed in life.

It was too deeply ingrained in her to be perfect and strive for constant improvement. She had the stress to impress.

Adrien looked at her for long enough to doubt his own doubt in her. Kagami’s determination egged him on to step back and get into position. She followed suit, both feet firm on the ground - as if to assure her friend.

“Tell me, if you change your mind, Kagami.”

The director stood before them, examining the scene. His eyes wandered to Kagami and both students lowered their masks to cover their faces.

It was the silent agreement for another fight.

“En garde.”

They got into position, their movements like mirroring images to one another. The friends were in perfect sync. Kagami was a little slower but it felt like less than a heartbeat.

It was just the sudden command. Nothing about the foot, he reminded herself.

“Pret.”

Bodies tensed, orbs gazed.

“Arrêt!”

***

Kagami sighed, clutching her sports bag. Marinette was on the other side of the room, watching from the sidelines. Sometimes she was not sure whether her girlfriend was here to support her or Adrien. She did not mind it, yet it stayed in her mind for longer than it should.

Marinette was just an exceptionally positive and supportive friend. She wanted them both to have a good time, to have a successful time!

No. Actually, she was.. she was not like this. Marinette cared about their well-being and joy more than any competition.

The black-haired girl sat down, kneeling ceremoniously as she cheered for the two. Kagami*s little butterfly was so loud, the director had to silence her.

“You got this Adrien! Kagami - you can do this! Have fun!”

If Marinette was a little less shy about feelings and more affectionate, she would yell out her feelings for these two - for all here friends - at all times.

Kagami smiled at this thought. It was hidden under her mask but she was. Her eyes glanced over at Marinette and she could swear her girlfriend knew about it judging from how her pale face lit up like a light bulb. Her cyan eyes gleamed like the ocean on a sunny day.

Looking at Marinette was like looking at holiday pictures. Her face was a landscape to admire.

The instructor yelled the usual commands, his words pushing them into position and straining their muscles when they got ready to lunge at one another and attack.

Marinette’s spark faded, eyes dulling as she saw how Kagami’s was skewed to one side. The secret teenage super-hero lifted herself off her knees.

“Arrêt!”

She walked over to the instructor in terribly slow steps. There was caution on her feet as if she was suffering for her love instead. Her sky-blue orbs focused on the limping.

Kagami’s foot seemed a bit bigger than usual, too. Maybe that was just her imagination, her worry taking over. There was a dark concern eating at her heart like hungry wolves.

Seeing her little phoenix in anything but her best condition was a stab to her own happiness.

“Excuse me, Monsieur. Can you see Kagami’s foot? I think she might have hurt it. She doesn’t seem to really put a lot of weight on it.”

The man nodded over to her and stepped in, breaking the duelling students apart. Commands in French and other things came from him and the two took a few steps back, putting distance between one another.

“Kagami. Can we see your foot?”

The black-haired girl looked up at the instructor, then at her girlfriend. A sense of confusion veiled her honey-brown eyes like another set of bangs, an invisible one.

“Of course.”

Voice composed as ever, she slowly bent her legs to lower herself onto the mat. Her movements were measured in grace only. Not even swans were as majestic. When she moved, it reminded Marinette of ballet.

The girlfriend gingerly squatted down to Kagami’s level while the director knelt down. The fencing student took one of her shoes off and slowly removed the remaining sock. It revealed more than just flawless, milky skin. A large bruise lounged all over her foot, centralised on her ankle. It was colourful, almost in an artistic way. Several shades of blue and purple decorated her pale skin, darkening and tainting her porcelain skin.

Gasps filled the air. Kagami internally flinched at the sounds of disappointment hitting her like actual punches.

“Kagami, this is horrible! Look at your foot!”

Marinette tenderly leaned over to properly examine her girlfriend’s injury. The dark colours were clouds of bruises. Her face was in an empathetic scowl. Kagami felt the indescribable urge to cup her face and tell her it was fine. She knew better, she knew this pain on Mari’s face was a mirror to the pain she tried so hard to not cry about.

She needed to keep exercising, to move and work more in order to be better. An injured foot could not stop her from establishing a good career as amazing fencer.

“I was aware of this.. I have been icing it for the past few days. Do not worry, it is nothing, Mari.”

Daisy fingers, almost as light as Princess Snow White’s face, wrapped around the ankle, a sock in place. The fabric was pulled over quickly and swiftly. It looked painful.

Marinette’s face twisted uncomfortably. She seemed sick.

“Kagami, no. This looks really bad, I think you need to take care of this!”

Marinette’s concerned voice piped up. At the same time, the director chirped up.

“I am sorry but I’m unable to let you participate in this state. I suggest you visit the hospital.”

Maroon eyes turned dark as black coffee as the ambitious student looked up at the instructor. Her orbs were reading his words. The instructor gazed back at her, feelings undecipherable.

“This looks like a serious injury and pushing your body any further isn’t going to help. I want you out of here and going to the doctor instead.”

The fateful words donned onto the passionate fencer with a bitterness. She grabbed her shoes and pushed her injured foot into it as if to stuff a pillow in rage. Marinette squeaked, flinching in empathetic pain.

“Fine. If you won’t let me, I will train on my own.”

There was an ice-cold rage in her composed voice.

Marinette flinched at the tone, flinched at when her girlfriend shot up and dashed out of the room. She quickly thanked the director of the fencing class and rushed after Kagami.

Icy shivers blew goosebumps all over her body when she followed the fleeing figure. She had never seen her girlfriend this angry.

Hot footsteps echoed through the building as Kagami quickly pushed her things together. Instead of packing up properly, she just strapped herself off the fencing clothes. The mask was first. She threw it from herself as if putting it in the garbage. Her sports bag carried the burden of being a trash container for this deed. Disgust lead her fingers like tainted motives.

Kagami freed herself from the sweaty prison and pushed everything into the bag. The usual practice of folding and preparing her clothes for the transport was gone but so was her composure.

“Kagami!”

Marinette burst into the locker room, breaking the eerie silence around the lonely Asian. A small blush of embarrassment took over her pale cheeks. They matched the exhausted, tensed look on Kagami’s face.

She looked at her girlfriend, eyes dark and retreated like a hurt doe. Marinette wanted to wipe all the pain away.

Slowly, she approached her friend, her partner and sat down opposite her. She gestured for Kagami to take a seat too. After a small moment of hesitation, she followed her girlfriend’s example and lowered herself onto the bench.

She sighed. Marinette tried to initiate eye contact but Kagami’s face was averted. It stayed this way, even when Marinette’s piercing blue eyes were veiled in worry.

Concern distorted her usually so gentle features. Kagami could not help but feel her heart being shredded into tiny pieces of twitching meat. Seeing her girlfriend hurt, feeling the whole world crush down onto her. It was a weird mix of annoyance, hurt - physical and mental - as much as pure rage.

She needed t keep exercising!

Between all these thoughts and screaming pressure, a calming voice lowered onto the fire inside of her. The helpless student almost breathed freely when she heard Marinette speak up.

“Kagami, I - I am sorry to burst in and be so pressing about this. I really care about you and I see your foot in terrible condition. When I come to see my girlfriend fight and cheer for you, I want to know you are alright.”

The tension fell from her face, giving way to the softness akin to the velvet-y warmth in her voice when she continued to speak.

Kagami’s eyes widened a little and her bangs-covered face slowly turned to face her girlfriend. She was at least looking into her vague direction by now.

A slight smile appeared on Marinette’s face.

“I just got worried because you are my girlfriend. You mean so much to me and I know fencing means so much to you. I want to make sure you are in excellent condition, so you don’t have to suffer or sit out on one of your favourite hobbies.”

Kagami looked up, caramel eyes blooming in wonder as she saw the genuine agony in Marinette’s facial features. She could see wrinkles of concern, of worry and regret fighting little dents into Marinette’s usually so perfect face.

It did things to Kagami’s chest to see the other so conflicted and hurt over her decisions.

She extended a hand.

“If you car- can... would you come to the doctor with me? I really don’t think it is such a big deal but I see you are worried and I trust your judgement. I am sorry -”

Kagami brushed through her bangs, a velvet smile adorning her features. Marinette slowly took the hand and squeezed it.

“I will always be with you, as much as I can. I am sorry for being so pushy. I am just really worried.”

Marinette grinned at her.

It was one of these grins that looked a bit less like a smile but was somewhat between a beam and an embarrassed giggle. She really was about to just chuckle it away but Kagami tugged her over by their connected hands. When Marinette leaned over the bench, Kagami shot forward and sealed that pretty mouth with a little peck to it.

“Let’s go to this doctor before I change my mind. Again, I am doing this for you.”

Her girlfriend cheered, heat and love on her lips when she leaned in to peck her cheek.

“I am fine as long as you are okay! I just want to know I care about you.”

Her lips curled into another delicious smile, teeth flashing like porcelain and shining bright as the rest of her face. Kagami could not help but smile back at her. No matter her conflict and the voice screaming at her to keep exercising and keep fighting, she felt more love for her girlfriend than annoyance over this ordeal.

“W-well.. I care about you too.”

Kagami cuddled up to her girlfriend who softly ducked down to lay one of Kagami’s arms around her. A little tug and she had the passionate fencer leaning onto her a bit. Their bodies were closely touching.

As much as she wanted to go back to practising or complain about losing time by going to the doctor, she was more than glad to be with Marinette in this moment of potential need. She had someone to care about her, to really bond with her.

The warmth of love overshadowed the burning annoyance in her heart. Needless to say, she was not not-annoyed. She just cared more for Marinette than fencing at this moment.

“Let’s go.”

“Okay.”

Marinette got them a cab and brought them to the closest casualty doctor. It took almost two hours and more than enough stressing over formulas and other things for Kagami to finally have a doctor check her up.

Anxiously, Marinette was waiting outside. She seemed to talk to herself, mumbling something about encouraging words and other nice things. It seemed to straighten her posture and ease her shoulders, so the approaching doctor did not say anything until the student swiftly turned around, surprising the two.

“I can do- OH! Hello, doctor.”

One of her hands found the back of her neck instinctively and scratched it while the doctor clicked her clipboard. She could have sworn she had seen something read just now. Well, maybe it was just the hair ties in the girl’s dark strands.

“Hello. You are with Kagami, right?”

She jumped into position, seriousness shooting a straightness into her posture as if she was trying to impress the military with salutes.

“Yes, yes I am. She is alright, isn’t she? Please tell me her foot is okay! It won’t have to be cut off, will it? Oh no, you do-”

As soon as she talked, terrifying ideas and suggestions left her mouth without her consent. She could barely stop the flow of words until the doctor chuckled and waved her clipboard gingerly.

She seemed to fan the horrible scenarios and thoughts out of Marinette’s head. Silenced, she looked at the woman with a polite smile. Her mouth was closed and her attention span was opened.

“Don’t worry, don’t worry. Your friend is going to be fine. I just came over so I could tell you we will give her an x-ray scan. Her foot seems injured but we need to make sure whether it was a fracture. It might very well be. She will definitely need crutches. I am glad you brought her over. She said she would not have come without you insisting on it. You did a good thing, there.”

A smile spread all over Marinette’s face.

“Thank you doctor! Thank you for helping my girlfriend! I am glad to know I did the right thing and that you are doing so much to take care of her.”

“You are welcome!”

The student settled onto her seat once more. The friendly white coat disappeared with clipboard, pen and clacking sounds to her steps. They seemed to echo distantly through the wide, white hallways when Marinette emerged into her little dream world of thoughts once more.

“Kagami will be alright.. “

She smiled.

Time seemed to move forward from then on. Before, the minutes had dragged but now time was rushing, was fleeing the present and abandoned it to become the past after every beat of the heart.

“Are you Marinette? Kagami will be out in a moment. You two can get ready to go.”

A nurse popped in, smiling kindly. Marinette waved at him, her face beaming like the sun herself.

“Thank you, Monsieur!”

The nurse disappeared and Marinette got up to greet Kagami who walked in on crutches. She sighed upon seeing Marinette, mild annoyance painting her face.

Maybe it was pain? Knowing Kagami, she was probably upset about how crutches kept her from fencing. Not that she would not try.

Marinette would have to keep an eye on that

“Oh, hey. How is your leg?”

Crutches scratched over the cool, tiled floor.

Marinette looked at her girlfriend, hope in her eyes. She really wanted it to be something the other could get over with as soon as possible.

“My leg is fine. I am fine. It is just a small fracture. Can we go?”

Her girlfriend smiled at Kagami and nodded, cheerful as always.

“One more thing!”

She held up her index finger as if to give a lecture. She looked like a teacher with this presentation of herself. Glasses would have made the perfect cliché teacher.

Slowly, she took a few steps to approach her girlfriend.

“I missed you.”

She leaned in, this time. Their soft lips meeting for a moment just enough to let hearts melt and worlds disappear. Kagami’s whole life seemed to be cradled close when Marinette touched her like that.

When the artistic student stepped away, Kagami was sort of just staring at her, eyes frozen.

“I am glad you are okay, my little phoenix. But now it is time for you to be protected, too.”

Marinette gently took the sports bag from her friend and dangled it over her shoulder before rushing to open the first door on their way out. She held it open, spreading the door wide enough to let the whole world see what was inside. It felt as if she was presenting her girlfriend to the world, introducing her like the gem she was.

All proud and excited.

“Come with me?”

The inviting smile on Marinette’s ever-shining features lured a content smile out of Kagami. Eventually, she put the crutches down onto the ground and started making her way over to her lovely companion.

“i will always be with you, injured or not.”

The two giggled, foreheads meeting when they leaned in once more. They shared another short kiss, a peck, really. Together, they moved home to accommodate Kagami at Marinette’s place.

Right now, Marinette was - more than ever - glad about summer break. Her parents were busy working but she had time to treat her partner and make sure she is okay. From what the doctors had mentioned, Kagami was supposed to stay in her lower-leg cast for about two months. They said that she had tortured her foot so much, she could have severely complicated the fracture and ended her fencing career. If she had pushed it just a bit further, maybe she would be without fencing forever.

The two had discussed all information and decided for a sleepover. They needed each other’s support and comfort in order to digest all these things. To think of Kagami without fencing was too scary for any of the to consider.

But once at home, they got comfortable. Kagami was cuddled up in Marinette’s bed, foot prodded up on a pillow and blanket covering her body to keep the unmoving figure warm and cozy. Marinette stumbled upstairs, a tray of tasty treats in her hands.

“I brought you a little something!”

She quickly moved over and set the tray down between the two. The artistic one herself placed her body on the bed, close to Kagami.

“Thank you very much. This is a ..lot of sugar. Do we only have sweets?”

Marinette smiled.

“I texted my parents about what happened, and my mom said she will make you soup. I will get it when it is done. They said it is okay if we eat upstairs, so you don’t have to walk too much. Are your parents okay with you staying for a few nights at my place?”

Kagami nodded, her hair falling into her face a bit. Marinette leaned in to kiss her temples and brush some her bangs away.

“Are your pain killers working?”

Another nod came from Kagami.

Another smile appeared on Marinette’s cheerful face.

“We can do a lot of funny things, if you want to. How about watching a film?”

Kagami smiled.

“I never really do that... I mean, I don’t usually just sit down to watch movies, especially not with others.”

Marinette leaned her head against Kagami’s and sighed. Their bodies rested against one another and Kagami allowed herself to slouch just a bit.The tension fell from her body but Marinette stayed in place and kept her up.

“I know you care a lot about fencing but you need to make more space for your social life. For friends or.. for me. If you never allow yourself to do other things and enjoy anything but fencing, you will be really upset and bored in situations like now. Make time for the people who care about you like you care about fencing classes, little knight. It’s good to self-care a bit and just”, she took a deep breath as if to demonstrate what she was about to say, “let yourself breathe. If you never regain your strength, you will tire yourself out, my phoenix.”

The sportive youth sighed in return and softly nodded her head. Marinette could feel her move. They were oddly connected by just sitting so close to one another.

It blossomed a warm feeling in her chest.

“It is hard to change habits.. I am not used to having friends, having a - a partner. I am new to all of this. I hope I’m not letting you down - or the others. Am I?”

She looked over at Marinette who shook her head. Instead, her girlfriend leaned in to grace the top of her head with the faintest of kisses. A pink blush adorned her cheeks. The sweet scent wafted over to her, lulling her into the saccharine bubble of a stress-free time.

“You are good. We are proud of you.”

Kagami sighed, probably in relief.

“I am glad you are introducing so much change into my life. I would have never imagined living in Paris with multiple friends, even a girlfriend. I will try to watch this film with you”, she started, then paused, “I can try to make a change, now.”

“Hooray!”, Marinette cheered. One of her hands reached up over her head and she jumped up to get her laptop. She had the best film in mind already. She has heard so much about “La vie d’Adèle” and was excited to watch it with Kagami.

It was supposed to be romantic.

“What are we watching, butterfly?”

Marinette’s face flushed as she picked out the film but instead of playing it, she moved to close the other side of her bed. Her body rose and she walked over to her desk to pick up a pen. With a “clack”, she removed the cap.

Her eyebrows formed into a mischievous position, accompanied with a sly grin.

“I forgot to sign your cast! Time to change this, little knight.~”

An excited skip was in her voice. Her words were metaphorically dancing and jumping in excitement.

In contrast to that, she carefully knelt before the bed and started writing and drawing over the cast. All the while, Kagami tried to sneak a peek at the activity but she did not see anything. Marinette was covering her actions with her back, shielding the words from her view.

“What are you writing, Mari?”

A smile graced her lips. Gradually, she moved off the foot and revealed the writing to her girlfriend. She quickly leaned forward to see it. Squinting, she looked at her girlfriend in confusion. The cast had her immobile enough to not see the navy blue writing enough to decipher it. Marinette snapped a photo and handed her phone to Kagami to read. Caramel eyes widened as she saw the picture. Her eyes watered a little and she swiftly put away the phone in favour of tugging Marinette over for a tight hug.

“Mari, how are you so sweet - what did I ever do to deserve someone as good as you, my dear butterfly?”

The addressed student emitted a lovely giggle. She held her girlfriend close and comforted her with open arms and gentle brushes over her bed.

“You do because you are a great person. You are lovely”, she answered, slowly pressing a kiss to the top of her head,” and kind.”

She leaned in, lowering her body before carefully kissing her eyes which fluttered shut at once. When Marinette pulled away, Kagami opened her eyes to view the preciousness of her love.

“You are head-strong and care about fairness and justice”, Marinette peppered a few more kisses over Kagami’s face. She was shaking and a few tears escaped her eyes but the artist easily kissed them away, making them all disappear.

“Kagami, I would never date a person I don’t consider to be great. You are precious to me, my dear phoenix. It is rare to find a person as principled and disciplined. You are an amazing friend. We are all glad to have you.”

She sighed, inhaling the sweet scent of Kagami’s hair. Sure, she was a bit sweaty from training and the whole odyssey of coming here but her hair smelled of almonds and early spring flowers in a wild garden.

“I am so glad to have met you in my life.”

Marinette leaned in, slowly closing the gap between their noses, their mouths and faces. Their lips collided and embraced one another like the lovers they were. Pink shades melted into one, forming a heart that was their love.

When they pulled away, they only saw the warmth in each other’s eyes. Azure orbs gazed upon syrup brown ones.

If eyes could smile, they would beam at each other only.

“Let’s watch this film, Mari. My little butterfly.”

Marinette quickly moved over and cuddled up under the blanket, one hand pulling the laptop in place and the other intertwined with Kagami’s hand. She squeezed it a bit and both smiled for one another as Marinette started the hand-picked film.

The artist reached for the macarons and offered it to Kagami. She nodded and opened her mouth when Marinette rose her fingers to level with Kagami’s head. Kagami accepted the little treat with a flushed face. She reached for a pink macaron and did as her girlfriend, gently approaching her mouth with the little delicacy.

The little butterfly split her lips and allowed the treat in.

“They are really sweet.”

Marinette nodded.

“Not as sweet as you, though.”

The sun started to go down. Ruby rays streamed through the windows, bathing the two in the warm lights of the loving sun. The sky over Paris was never as rosy as now.

Between them, the phone display illuminated the growing darkness. “Love your imperfections, my phoenix.” A small butterfly kissed the words written over the lower-leg cast.

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November Ice Breaker Tag Game

loI was tagged by the lovely @bnhastanning! I’m sorry this took so long - I’ve been procrastinating all of my work and i had to take care of it before did this but now? watashi ga kita motherbuckets.

November Ice Breaker

1 - What was the last thing you were really excited about?

Not gonna lie, things are a bit bleak at the moment, but I suppose I was very happy because I did really well on my last lesson test in my Japanese class and I raised my cumulative grade by a whole percentage! I am not very good at it but if I do decently for the rest of term I think I can make my way up to an A-, which would be really cool!

2 - What do you wish someone taught you long ago?

Don’t be so singularly focused on your goals and responsibilities that everything else is removed from your life. Most of my middle and high school career, I was focused only on achieving what I needed academically and extracurricularly, and pushing myself beyond what I really could handle, that I ended up overworked and lonely. If it puts it into perspective, in my 10th grade year, I not only had multiple people ask me if I had taken a semester away because I had spent so much time hiding in the library, but I literally gave myself an ulcer from stress and taking on other people’s responsibilities because I had painted myself into a position where I was never allowed to refuse. While I did get to achieve beyond what I ever could have dreamed of (and I’m really proud of myself for that), theres a lot of my adolescence that I have a sort of phantom nostalgia for, and that’s something I really regret.

Your life needs to have balance to it. Make sure you find that early on, and understand how to equally prioritize your own well being with what you want and what other’s want from you.

3 - What are some of your guilty pleasures?

Not doing the reading for class lmao. As someone who never once skipped the reading until I graduated HS, skipping some of the reading in college, when I end up having around cumulative 500 pages per week is quite nice. I wish I had something less goody-two-shoes but I do nothing and also have zero (0) shame.

4 - What topic could you give a twenty minute presentation on without any preparation?

There’s a couple of different things I could talk about in differing qualities ranging from classical ballet scores to a linguistic breakdown of a hamilton song, and of course I could go off about bnha for a long time, but I’m gonna go with a fun one.

My most fun answer is that I could talk about racism and race correction in Harry Potter for like three hours. Black Hermione is god tier fanon, and JKR’s attempts to race correct her make me really frustrated, not only with the problems with the action itself, but as well with the nonchalance she attempted to do it with. I have a bit of a ‘cheat’ on this one, because last year I wrote a ~5000 word academic research paper on the subject. I was already really passionate about it before that though (that’s why I wrote it in the first place); the only difference now is I can spit out narrative and numerical facts™ off the cuff, and my argument would be better organized.

5 - What scene in a movie or tv show gives you goosebumps every time you watch it?

I don’t really have an answer for this, which is kind of sad but also hilarious considering what my parent’s jobs are. If I had to pick something, I don’t really have a scene in particular, but the movie Amadeus (the extended directors cut edition) is one of my favorites that leaves me breathless in the best of ways.

6 - What were some of your favorite holiday traditions growing up?

One of my favorites is that every year since I was little, my mother and I would pick out either 1-3 new ornaments for our tree. I remember being little and walking into the Macy’s Christmas section and just being dazzled by the lights, and typically, we would pick out some white and gold porcelain birds. As I got older, are choices started coming from more small time shops, like a kiosk in hawaii or a small knick-knack shop near the place where we occasionally ski in the winter. For me, it’s really the act of going and picking out something beautiful with her that’s really nice.

A newer tradition is that every year I bake chocolate-chip bread pudding in a dutch oven. I am, unequivocally, the best baker in the family both immediate and extended, though not the best chef, and this became a hit around the time I was 15. It’s just really fun to make -- I like to belt out to Christmas songs while I bake.

7 - What book had the most significant impact on you?

HARD QUESTION. There’s a bunch of different ways I could answer this: the impact on the way I think, the first chapter book I read on my own that helped me discover my love of reading, my favorite example of intricate world building? I have a lot I could say. The direction I’m going to go for is the impact on my writing, and the one of the first books that really made me marvel at the beauty of words, just as they are. My two runners up are The Song of Achilles by Madeline Miller and We Are the Ants by Shaun David Hutchinson, but my final answer is Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe by Benjamin Alire Sáenz.

Representation aspects aside (but also, yes!), this book was one of the first books that made me feel emotion for the words themselves. It’s more of a character study than it is plot driven, and as a kid who grew up loving action adventure fantasy novels, I think that’s one of the reasons it really stood out to me. I pulled an excerpt, just to give the gist:

I stared at the reproduced mural in the book -- but I was more interested in his finger as he tapped the book with approval. That finger had pulled a trigger in a war. That finger had touched my mother in tender ways I did not fully comprehend. I wanted to talk, to say something, to ask questions. But I couldn’t. All the words were stuck in my throat. So I just nodded.

One of my favorite things now is to play with words, to roll them around on my tongue and isolate their melodies, placing them in them in rhythm to a beat only I can hear, and I think that this was the first book that showed me how to do that.

8 - What weird thing do you have nostalgia for?

So I went to a small school for all the way up until college; about 45 kids in my sixth grade class, 22ish in my homeroom/main class. There were four kids, including me, that had an aptitude for math, and understood the lessons without being taught them, and so what my teacher would do is give us the homework packet for the week and send us out to the outdoor benches next to our classroom to complete it during the period. We, being 11, would goof around Monday through Thursday and do the entire packet in the Friday period and then turn it in. Not the best teaching decision (i wish i had been taught the next year’s material tbh) but that’s not the point.

It was just a year, but those periods felt so untouchable and surreal and innocent. I remember, the school was so quiet, and it was just us, and we were just kids who were getting away with not learning math for a whole year, and it felt like the greatest victory in the world.

9 - What's a problem you have, that might be entirely unique to you?

I don’t know how unique it is, but the intensity with which I currently need to pet a dog is unparalleled.

10 - What are two of your favorite snacks?

I literally eat an apple with peanut butter on a daily basis I cannot emphasize this enough i am, a slut, for peanut butter.

There’s also this specific Costco Brand trail mix that I literally have eaten so much of that I got nauseous. We love Kirkland Signature™ up in this house.

That’s all! I’m tagging @kicheetah @teamstevesass @stark-tony @bakugox @rabbitproduce @pixie-witchery @joeytrlbiani @queenangst THOUGH NO PRESSURE and also anyone else who wants to! Have fun!!

#literally feel no pressure to do this!!!!!#i have a BUNCH of new moots and i want to learn about them!!! how was your day dears!?!!? i want you to feel validated!!!#and i want to catch up with all my old moots!!!! how are you doing loves?!?! its been a while and i miss you <333 #yaya rambles #tag games

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Warnings: MAJOR STUFF! physical abuse, verbal abuse, cussing, s14 spoilers, Robin from Props

Words: 2500

Summary: Jensen messes around too much on set.

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“Yadira, here.” Robin handed the actress her character, Kaia’s, spear. “Don’t let the boys have it until the script calls for it. Poke them with it if you have to, got it?” Robin raises a brow.

“Yes, ma’am.” Yadira smiled. “I know how to use it. They don’t.”

“Perfect.” Robin affirmed. “Boys! Let’s go!” She ordered them to their marks. Jensen and Jared eyed the spear in Yadira’s hands. “Don’t even think about it, you two.” She eyed them playfully while they arrived at their spots, and she walked behind the cameras.

“Yes, mother.” Jensen chuckled. “Let me have it, Yadi.” He whispered. She put the sharp edge to his chest.

“Don’t touch my spear.” Yadira growled, smiling. She brought it back, away from his body as they got set for the scene.

“Wow, so serious.” Jared raised a brow.

“Leave her alone, guys.” YN rolled her eyes. She stood on her mark, ready to start the scene.

“Bossy people today, jeez.” Jensen sighed.

They did the scene a few times. When it was over, Jensen snatched it from Yadi and started to swing it around ungracefully.

“Jensen!” Robin yelled. “Give it back!” She stared him down. “Actually, hand it over.” The props director moved toward him and put her hand out. He slowly released it to Robin with a pout. “Big baby,” she chuckled. He groaned.

“But I want it!” He complained as they walked to the next set. The group giggled at his tantrum.

“Later.”

“Yes!” He pumped how fist in the air. “You promise?”

Robin rolled her eyes and said, “If you’re good.”

———-

“Kaia!” YN yelled for Yadi’s character. She turned. Jensen grabbed the spear, per the script. When they called cut, he swung it around, joking. Before he knew what had happened, it flew into the air, hitting YN’s upper body.. She fell back from the force, blood evident on her. When the girl hit the ground, everyone froze. Their light-colored clothes now spattered with red. Onset EMTs rushes to them. Jensen stood still in shock at what happened. Robin walked up behind him and snatched the spear from him.

“I told you to knock it off,” Robin groaned. She took the weapon out of his hand.

“Yadi! YN!” Jared ran over. “You okay?”

The cast and crew heard whimpers from both girls. Yadi tripped back, but she had no injuries. Jensen’s face turned white. Bending over, he threw up onto the ground from the shock of the situation.

“It’s okay, we gotcha.” The EMTs noticed that YN’s head was bleeding. They put her on a stretcher and whisked her away.

“I-I didn’t. She-“. Jensen spoke in gibberish.

“Jared, take him somewhere else,” a crew member said.

“Come on, dude.” The taller TV Winchester took Jensen’s arm and walked him off the set. Jared stopped when he saw dark stains on Jensen’s collar. “Wait!” Everyone turned around. “He’s bleeding.” Red drops were coming from Jensen’s eyebrow. Another set of EMTs walked over to assess him, but as soon as he had a flashlight aimed at his eyes, he dropped. Jared and the EMTs lowered him to the ground.

—————

The two injured cast members were evaluated at the hospital. Jensen was stitched up and released. Yadira had a concussion so the hospital staff watched her for the next few hours. YN was injured the most. Jensen had hit her on the forehead hard enough to render her unconscious. He went to her room to watch over her. Jared was already there. Puffy eyes showed his exhaustion.

“Hey,” Jensen slowly walked in. Jared saw him stumble so the younger one guided him to a chair. “How- oh shit.” He saw tubes and a mask on his co-star.

“Just breathe. She’s sleeping. It’s only oxygen.”

Jensen sat next to Jared. The younger of the two looked at Jensen. “Let me see your eye,” Jared put his hand near Jensen’s face. Jensen swatted his hand away.

“I’m fine. How is she?”

“Good, conscious. Just sleeping right now.” Jared offered a sympathetic smile.

“I can’t believe I- I hurt her and Yadi.”

“It happens, dude. You know that.”

“Her parents would have killed me.” Jensen ran a hand over his face in frustration. “They trusted us with her and this is the way I treat her?”

“Stop it, Ackles. You can’t do that to yourself. Go get a coffee or something. Go home. Do something.”

“No. I hurt her, now I’m going to stay here and wait.”

“Don’t make me and Clif drag you out of here.” Jared threatened.

“No-“

“CLIF!” Jared didn’t want to yell too loud. When the bodyguard entered, he looked at the boys. “Take him home, please. I’ll call you when she wakes up.”

“Don't you dare, I need to be here. I did this.”

“And you’re going insane!” Jared spat back.

“Let’s go, Ackles.” Clif walked over to the older Winchester and hoisted him up. Jensen growled.

“Go, Jensen. I’ll call you.”

—————

“I’m going to show you something, and I don't want you to jump to conclusions.” Jared looked straight at Jensen in YN’s hospital room. He whispered to not wake up the girl.

“Okay…?”

“Look at her biceps and forearms.”

Jensen walked over to YN’s bedside and noticed discoloration covering each appendage.

“That’s not from what I did. Those are days’ old.”

“I know,” Jared affirmed quietly.

“My girl.” Jensen whispered with a heavy, deep breath. “She’s practically my kid, Jared. What happened?”

“Mine too, Ackles. Let’s not assume anything though, okay?”

“YN has bruises everywhere and we shouldn’t assume?” Jensen raised his voice. Jared shushed him when he realized YN was waking up.

“Ya know, I realize I’m a pain in the ass a lot, but you cause me a lot of headache,” YN chuckled.

Jensen squatted down to look at her.

“YN, I’m so sorry. Robin told me to knock it off, and I didn’t-“

“Who’s Robin?”

“Uh, Proppin’ Robin. The props coordinator.” Jared went to the opposite side of YN’s bed.

“Oh. She sounds interesting.”

Jensen sent Jared a look of concern. The doctor walked in soon after.

“Hi. I’m Dr. Doe. And you are?”

“That’s my uncle and my dad.” YN smiled, lying.

“Perfect. She was unconscious, but obviously doing better now since she is awake and talking. Have you noticed any delay in thought process or stimuli?” He looked at the men.

“She couldn’t remember a friend that we see often.” Jensen frowned. “Will it come back?”

“It’s common, so let’s not fret just yet. Do you remember what happened?” Dr. Doe looked toward YN.

“I got hit in the forehead,” she saw Jensen’s face fall. She mouthed, “It’s okay,” to him.

“I’m encouraged by your progress. I’ll have my staff check on you later,” he smiled and then left. Jensen was about to apologize, but she put her hand up.

“Don’t, Jensen. You didn’t mean to, and I’ll be fine.”

“But-“

“Baby!” YN’s boyfriend walked in. “Are you okay?”

“Umm. Who are you?” YN sank back into the bed at his sudden entrance.

“”It’s okay, YN. This is your boyfriend, Brett.” Jared smiled at her.

“Oh.” She looked down at her hands.

“What do you mean? She can’t remember me?!” He growled, uncontrollable. “You did this!” He stomped toward Jensen. Jared intervened.

“Stop. It was an accident. You need to calm down, Brett.”

“You hurt her!” He tried to pass Jared to attack Jensen.

“It was an accident!” Jensen screamed.

“Hey!” A security guard pulled Brett off of Jared. Leave. You need to leave, sir.” He took hold of his arm and escorted Brett out of the room.

Jensen fell back into his chair, flustered.

“Jensen,” YN whispered. He didn’t look up. “Green eyes. Let me see ‘em.” He turned to face her. “It’s fine. I will be fine.”

“How can you not be upset at me?”

“You’re my dad. Well, practically.” YN smiled.

“What if-“

“Leave if you’re going to play that game,” she sternly said.

“Give us a minute, YN.” Jared pulled Jensen out into the hallway. “You need to stop. Get out of your freaking head. You ACCIDENTALLY hurt her. She’ll survive.”

“But, the bruises. I mean-“

“I saw them. Let’s take it one step at a time, Ackles. Just breathe.”

———-

“I love you, kid.”

“I love you too, adult,” YN giggled.

“Hi, YN.” A female with a pant suit walked in.

“Who are you?” She cocked her head. “Do I know her?” YN looked at Jensen.

“Nope.”

“I’m a social worker associated with the hospital.” The lady smiled. She took a seat in the empty chair next to YN’s bed. “How is your recovery?”

“Good. Memory is still foggy, but it’s getting better.”

“Good. I saw you got some stuff on your arms. You must play sports or something.”

YN looked down and saw the bruises.

“Huh?” She looked back at Jensen with an alarmed expression. “Where did these come from?”

“I am not sure, baby.” Jensen prayed they could figure out what was going wrong.

“You hit your head and fell back onto the ground right? You didn’t hit anything you on the way down?”

“She just collapsed.” Jensen spoke up.

“Alright, so do you play sports? You must be an active kid!” The social worker smiled.

YN looked at Jensen, scared of all the questions.

“YN dances.”

“Oh, really?” The social worker smiled. “My daughter is involved in ballet.”

“I love dancing. It’s an outlet from working with that dweeb over there,” YN chuckled.

“Hey!” Jensen crosses his arms.

“Stressful?” The social worker raised a brow but giggled.

“You have no idea,” YN rolled her eyes playfully.

“Oh, shut up, YN.”

“Okay, well, Thank you for your time. I will leave you be. Please don’t cause too much trouble though.” The specialist stood up with a grin and walked out. Jensen excused himself.

“Hey, lady!” He called after the social worker. “Please, I don’t think she knows what those bruises are from.”

“I believe her, I don’t think she remembers.”

“What do you think happened?”

“Hard to tell, sir. Are you her father?”

“Yes, now please tell me.” Jensen didn’t care that he played her TV father. He wanted to know how YN was hurt.

“It looks like fingerprints.” She let out a deep breath. “I observed a few deep bruises, but most of the coloring on her arm is consistent with oval shapes.”

“Someone grabbed her. A lot.” Jensen suggested.

“Basically. Yes,” the worker agreed

Jensen grew red in the face.

“Please let us do our investigation. We want what’s best for her too.”

“Whoever did this-“

“Will have to deal with an angry dad. I know.” She gave a reassuring smile. As she left, Jared walked up.

“So?”

“The social worker thinks someone hurt her.” Jensen sighed.

“Poor baby.” Jared rubbed his forehead.

—————

“Hey, YN. How you feeling?” Jensen brought her dinner the next night after being released from the hospital.

“Good, better. Thanks for the food.”

“It’s the least I can do for ruining the last few days.”

“Oh, shut up. I’m fine! I’ve been getting my memory back. Really, I’m good.”

“Speaking of, you okay? You been dancing a lot lately?”

“No,” she tilted her head. “Why?”

“Because you look like you’ve fallen a lot lately or something. Look at your arms.”

YN pulled up her sleeve. “I’m not sure. I saw them earlier, but I just can’t remember.”

It’s okay, YN.”

—————

“Hey, YN. You ready to be back?” Jared grinned and lightly hugged her. She winced. “Oh, sorry YN. I forgot I needed to be extra gentle.”

“I’m fine, thanks. So glad to be back,” she smiled as she walked up with Brett.

“Good.”

“YN! Wardrobe!” One of the crew members called for her.

“Oh, gotta go. Brett, meet me in my trailer.” She ran off.

She took her clothes for the day to her trailer.

“You’re fine, don’t wince when someone hugs you. You know you deserved those marks.” Brett growled lowly. “You did this to yourself. Deal with it. And what are you doing ordering me to go into your trailer?”

“You did that? Why?” Shocked, she stared at him.

“Like you don’t remember! You were bad so I punished you. You deserved it.” Brett stood from the couch quickly and walked toward her.

“No!” She put her arm up to block his, but he was able to hit her other arm. YN created enough space to kick him and step back. As he stumbled, she exited the trailer.

The scenes were long and arduous with emotional aspects that drained the cast. Since the next scene required wardrobe changes for a physical fight, YN chose to change in the wardrobe trailer.

When YN came out, she had a tank top on and was putting on her flannel when Jared stopped her.

“What’s that?” He saw a fresh bruise on her arm.

“Nothing. It’s nothing.”

“You know who did that to you, don’t you?” Jared looked over the marks on her arm. He saw a fresh bruise on her tricep.

“No, leave me alone.”

Jensen walked up to them. “What-“ he noticed the purple bruise.

“Stop.” YN growled.

“No.” Jared responded sternly. “You’re getting hurt somehow. We love you, and we want to protect you.”

“Why? ‘Cause my parents made you? You doing your duty as my pseudo family since my parents died? Back off! Stop being so damn protective!”

“Woah!” Jensen reacted. “What is going on?”

“Nothing,” YN dismissed his concern.

“Hey, whore! Get back here!” Brett opened the door to her trailer not realizing Jared and Jensen were standing with YN outside the trailers.

“I’m going to kill him.” Jensen stared at Brett.

“I didn’t know it was him! I promise!” YN shrieked. Jensen ran toward YN’s boyfriend. Jared hugged YN tightly, but then he realized how much Brett had hurt his TV niece. He let her go and chased after Jensen. Before she knew what happened, security guards were pulling the boys off of the abuser. Brett was brought to his feet by the officers and escorted to their office. When the crew realized what had happened, Jared and Jensen were taken to the first aid station. Misha took YN into his arms and walked her behind Jared and Jensen.

“Come on,” he whispered. He stroked her hair as they arrived to their destination. “Let’s get you fixed up.”

“How? Why would I let him do that?” YN expressed.

“I am not sure, YN. But I’m glad you’re okay.”

She was encouraged to sit on the bumper of the first aid vehicle as Jensen and Jared plopped themselves on the gourney. As she sat down, an EMT tried to wipe the dried blood from her arm. YN flinched.

“Sorry, sweetheart. I’ll be gentle,” the specialist smiled at her.

“Here, take my hands and close your eyes. Just relax. No one will hurt you. They are here to help, promise.” Misha squeezed her hands.

“Okay, thanks, Meesh. Love you.”

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phantomseptember · 4 years

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Quarantine Tag Game

I wasn’t tagged, but I saw @kivihattu do it, and thought it looked fun and would be a good update!

1. Are you staying home from work/school? Doing school and work from home, yup.

2. If you’re staying home, who’s there with you? Nobody, just me. Struggling to keep one houseplant alive, I think it’s a losing battle.

3. Do you have pets to keep you company? Nope. :(

4. Who do you miss the most? I miss my friends in Turku. I can’t go visit them, even though they’re fairly close.

5. When was the last time you left your home? I only go out once a week on Mondays, so I was out today.

6. What was the last thing you bought? This week’s groceries.

7. Is quarantine driving you insane or are you finally relaxed? I do wish I could go out to take walks in the woods, but so many people aren’t properly distancing (even in the woods!), so I stay in. I’m mostly more relaxed, since being around people stresses me out.

8. Are you a homebody? Yup. My Pokemon Go game is suffering though. :(

9. What movies have you watched recently? I’ve been catching up on a few I’ve been wanting to see! First-time viewings of: - The Company of Wolves - Who Framed Roger Rabbit - Suspiria (1977) - Murder on the Orient Express (2017) - Return to Oz (1985)

10. An event that you were looking forward to that got cancelled? A convention I was going to table at has been rescheduled for November, but otherwise I didn’t have any events planned for summer.

11. What’s the worst thing that you’ve had to cancel? I’ve been fortunate not to have to cancel anything spectacular. I am really sad that I won’t get to see the Aubrey Beardsley exhibition in London though. I just found out about it. :(

12. What’s the best thing that you’ve had to cancel? Taking the round trip of 2 hrs to school and back has been an extra 2 hrs of potential time accomplishing things at home.

13. Do you have any new hobbies? No, I’ve been trying to double down on art and really produce things. Dunking toxic masculinity into the trash and doing some ballet, but that’s not new.

14. What are you out of? Patience with these people who keep refusing to distance properly. Even just today, multiple people walking so close to me (outside where there’s plenty of room even!) that I wouldn’t even have needed to reach out to touch them. Also saw multiple large groups of people hanging out together. Please. Just stay home.

15. What music are you listening to? Looking into finding some new Finnish metal bands, since the ones I know are a little less current now, and I’m curious what’s out there.

16. What shows are you watching? None, I think. :( I enjoyed The Witcher a lot though.

17. What are you reading? The Sorrows of Satan by Marie Corelli! Also listening to a chapter-a-night read through of Neil Gaiman’s Coraline read by Clint McElroy. It’s my nightly bedtime story. :)

18. What are you doing for self-care? Buying and eating olives! :)

19. Are you exercising? I make sure to take a good long walk on my weekly outing. I’ve been trying to exercise at home too.

20. How’s your toilet paper supply? The stores here have plenty, luckily.

21. Have you made any changes to your hair during quarantine? Nope. I tag... well. I’m using this as a way to check in with you all, so if you’re reading this, you’re invited to do this, if you want!

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magic-owl · 5 years

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i wish these had numbers to not take up room but alas: what is your absolute favorite ship? what’s a ship you like that most people don’t? what is the most underrated ship, in your opinion? (choose any of your fave pairings for the following bc I'm curious about all your faves) rate [pairing] from 1-10 and explain why. what’s your favorite headcanon of [pairing]? what’s your favorite canon moment of [pairing]? favorite AU ideas for [pairing]? what song(s) remind you of [pairing]?

Thank you my dear! You are my Star Wars Friend so I’ll keep it SW focused (if you wanted to ask this to solely find out what else I liked BESIDES SW sorry lol just let me know and I can redo it). This got long because turns out I have a lot to say about my ships so answers under the cut!!! xD

Absolute favorite ship: This one’s kinda hard but I’m gonna have to go with Obi Wan/Anakin! I also like them a lot as a trio with Padmé, but overall I gotta say these two are just my faves? Why? Because they are such a M E S S and gosh I just love them so much. Ppl say they don’t like each other very much but come on, have you watched the TCW, have you watched RotS, they’re the greatest team there ever was, they’re constantly fretting and worrying about each other, they’re always teasing (the constant banter omg boys pls) at each other and hyping the other up and believing in each other and Ahsoka literally calls them her adoptive guardians in the Ahsoka novel, that’s how much of a family they were and ugh they’re just so married. And they’re such a TRAGEDY and it breaks my heart and it’s delicious to watch because in the final fight it’s just heartbreaking betrayal because through it all they love each other so much and that’s WHY they’re so furious with each other because to them it feels like the ultimate betrayal. Even after (when after everything, Obi Wan still loved Anakin too much to kill him himself) they’re constantly on the other’s mind, and ugh the pain hurts but in such a good way, and how in the end Anakin did the right thing and Obi Wan was RIGHT THERE to help guide him back to the light in spirit and now they can rest happily together for eternity (with some spare stressing about, ya know, Kylo Ren and the impending return of Sidious, but never mind all that). and on top of that, it’s my fave because I also absolutely love their relationship platonically as well, as much as I LIKE to see them together, it’s not necessary for me because they have such an enjoyable dynamic. *coughs* Sorry, so yea, they’re my disaster faves! 😅

A ship I like that most people don’t: See above lol. I get aspects of the Obikin ship can be problematic in the whole power dynamic and age difference thing, but I’ve only ever shipped it after Anakin was knighted as an adult when there’s literally not a problem with it (it was weird for me because I watched the prequels totally out of order. I actually saw the TCW cartoon FIRST and then I saw RotS and then I didn’t watch the first two for a while after that because I was a fool and listened to prequel bashers who said the first two weren’t good, so when I started shipping them as adults that was all I saw them as). To be honest, for the most part the PT fandom is done with the drama since ya know, like a good half of the SW general fandom still hates us, so no one’s really vocal about not liking it and our shipping community is mostly left to ourselves, but every once in a while I’ll come across a joke post/fanart of the two and OP will be all snarky in the notes like “tag as a ship and I’ll come after you with my spiked bat” (someone’s exact words btw) and it’s like ok jeez, do not interact then, was minding my own business dude...

My most underrated ship: Hmmmm....... Gonna have to go between Luke/Ezra and Satine/Padmé. Skybridger I understand since they’ve literally never met in canon, but come ON, they’d get along like a house on fire and argh they should have met, it would be great. I honestly don’t get why Pads and Satine aren’t more of a thing (THEY DON’T EVEN HAVE AN OFFICIAL SHIPNAME ;_; ) cuz c’mon they’re the subtler explosive yin to Obi and Ani’s wildfire yang. They get along great and work together really well, and they both seem to have a type. I am doing them a little better in my new OT4 fic, and I hope ppl like it!!! Ya know what, I’m also gonna add Kaeden (cute girl from the Ahsoka novel!) and Ahsoka because even if a lot of ppl actually ship them, they hardly have any content and neED MORE DANGIT THEY WERE SO CUTE!!!!!!!

Gonna go with Obikin for all the following ones cuz I haven’t had the chance to gush about my boys in a while and you’ve opened Pandora’s box

Rate them from 1-10: 10, plus a hundred more points because I love them, then subtract that hundred again cuz Anakin is an gotdang idiot who ruined it and now they both make me cry. My scoring reasons are that they make me feel all the emotions and I love them Ever So Much and argh.

Fave headcanon: Oh boy, I’ve got a couple actually!

Whenever they’re talking/arguing over the phone, they’re always subconsciously mirroring each other’s actions even when they can’t see what the other is doing. It’s kinda creepy because you’ll hear yelling and it’ll look like one of them’s talking to an invisible person in front of them when it’s actually each other.

There has been multiple instances of them both getting injured in battle because they were distracted watching the other be a total badass (not that either will admit it)

Neither of them are morning people. AT ALL. Obi Wan actually has self-discipline and is able to get up with an alarm and crankily drag them both up, but both are almost impossible to deal with until they’ve had caffeine in them, and it’s been established that unless you want to risk murder, neither of them talks in the morning until caffeine has been provided.

There has been many, many cases of accidentally taking the other’s robe and not realizing it but thinking to themselves that said robe feels more comforting than usual today.

A mutually drunken arm wrestling match absolutely turned into a mutually drunken makeout once. Neither can remember it, and they wonder why some of the clones have been acting funny all week.

Half of the Temple thinks they’re already dating.

Ok I’ll stop it here

Fave Canon Moment: Ughhh, this is HARD. I really like the “any closer and you’d be kissing it” line in TCW, basically any moment in TCW when one of them refers to Ahsoka as “OUR padawan”, the extra long stares and unnecessary touches they give each other in TCW, the elevator scene in RotS movie (THE NOVEL MAKES IT A MILLION TIMES BETTER), also in RotS the way Anakin is half-ready to straight up fight Palpatine when he suggests leaving Obi Wan behind to die, the RotS “No loose wire jokes” bit, the RotS “Roger. Roger.” bit (OKAY JUST THE WHOLE FIRST HALF OF THIS RIDICULOUS MOVIE), the way Vader built his big stupid castle where they had their breakup, the way he’s constantly mentioning Obi Wan when the convo wasn’t even about him, seeing them together again at the end of RotJ (whoops you asked for one, you get MANY SCENES)

Fave AU ideas: Again, there’s a couple!

Superpower AU: Can’t decide whether I’d put this in canon or modern. Most powers in this AU are stolen from inspired by X-Men, DC, and other popular media, so I’m torn between Anakin having Jean Grey/Dark Phoenix style powers while Obi Wan had a variation on Rogue’s with additional energy manipulation. OR it would be a thing where Anakin could commune with the dead a la Klaus from Umbrella Academy while Obes had sort of Avatar-style wind/flight powers. (Both are relevant for different plots).

Sith AU: I know these are far from unpopular in the SW fandom, but the way I’d do it would be to try and write two stories at once, update one every other week so one update a week total. The stories would what would happen if either of them became the Sith Apprentice after the events of Episode 1, and how their dynamic would be during Ep 2 and The Clone Wars with one of them on the other side. It’s funny because the way I’ve plotted it, the Sith!Ani fic would have very big Good Omens vibes, while the Sith!Obi one would have very strong Under the Red Hood vibes, so two VERY different dynamics going on xD

WWII Spies: This is one I 100% plan to write someday, even tho it is a very long time from now. It’s basically following Anakin as an American naval pilot who got injured in a crash and discharged. He still wants to serve and eventually his talent gets him into the intelligence end of the war and sent to Europe where he meets Ben, who’s been working with British intelligence since it broke out, and sparks fly. I’m kind of cheating here cuz as of now this is an Obianidala story, not just Obikin, but it’s one I’m very excited for

Phantom of the Opera AU: This idea I had when I realized that Anakin as Vader is kinda a Lot like the Phantom, but he’s also a Lot like Christine too. So it turned into Anakin as a talented ballet dancer getting preyed on by Palpatine!Phantom (there is NO romance there, Palpy is a total creep and will be treated as such) with Obi Wan as a combination of Raoul and Madame Gery and I have a bunch of ideas and idk if it’s gonna be an actual thing, but I want it to.

Shapeshifter AU: Canon, not very complicated but they can all shift into animals. Obi Wan is a kind of cougar panther cat with a fluffy ginger tail, and Anakin is a big grumpy black Krayt Dragon with a stump for a front leg.

Not A Jedi!AU: One in canon in which set like the Sith!AU, two different stories exploring how their dynamic would be if one of them wasn’t found by the Order. As of now, I’ve got Anakin as the warrior pirate prince of Tatooine, after having grown up and staged a slave rebellion, then promptly put his mother on the throne, and Obi Wan’s there to negotiate something during TCW and things happen. For the Obi Wan one, he’s a political journalist and war correspondent who keeps on running into Anakin’s assignments and popping up where he’s stationed and Anakin has to keep this idiot from getting himself killed/stop asking me annoying questions that criticize the Jedi and the government.

Dark!AU: A kind of morbid canon divergent fic where Padmé dies early and unexpectedly (Palps didn’t plan it). Anakin goes off the rails and Obi Wan agrees to go with him on a murder vengeance roadtrip to try and keep him from Falling or the Sith from getting to him. He kinda fails and they both Fall in a way and it ends with them hunting down Sidious’ players one by one. I’m not entirely sure I want to continue with this tho because it plays strongly on the Fridged Woman trope, which I can’t stand. I’d have to figure out how to give Padmé some sort of active role after her death...

Songs to describe them: There’s a couple (I could have very well gone cranky but I decided to do (mostly) serious))(also my music taste kinda stinks)

Icarus— Bastille

Anna Sun— WALK THE MOON

Animal I Have Become— Acoustic cover by Vitamin String Quartet (original by Three Days Grace) (seriously y’all listen it’s sooooo gooooood)

Warriors— Imagine Dragons

My Demons— STARSET

Ignorance— Paramore

Set Fire to the Rain— Adele

Stubborn Love— The Lumineers

How to Save A Life— The Fray (yes i am aware it is stereotypical angst song leave me Alone it FITS)

Viva la Vida— Coldplay (tbh this fits like the entire PT but I liked it)

Raised by Wolves— U2 (another more PT-centric, but this one works dangit)

Bonus Broadway Song! : Confrontation from Les Miserables (now that ya think of it, that would be a pretty good AU too.....)

Bonus Broadway Song! : The Tango Maureen from Rent (I always imagined this one as Obi Wan and Padmé about Anakin, but it would be about something other than cheating cuz canon has established Anakin views cheating as a worse crime than murder, so yea)

Bonus Broadway Song! : Anything You Can Do I Can Do Better (aight this one’s mostly a joke but come ON don’t tell me that’s not completely them xD)

#owl gets an ask #long post #wolf-skins

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hitchell-mope · 5 years

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Ok. Listen. This is going to be a rant. So I’m forewarning you. This is gonna get mean and there are going to be opinions in this that the vast majority of descendants fans will not agree with.

I like Mal. She’s my sixth favourite character after Ben Jay Carlos Doug and Gil. But I do not like her actress. So please assume that unless I’m talking explicitly about the movies (IE. Tagging descendants 2 or 3) the the Mal in all my headcanons and chats and au’s is a zendaya. Cause I vastly prefer her. I do not think Mal is perfect. In fact I think she’s as far from perfect as a Disney character can be short of being an out and out villain. That’s why I like her. I’ve been mad at her a grand total of four times throughout the films so far.

Love potion

Snapping st Carlos

Attempted memory erasure

Bal scene in the hideout

Do I like how bal happened. No. Not by a long shot. Do I wish they’d gotten together differently. Yes, in fact I’ve cut out the potion from all my au’s but villain ruled Auradon but that’s only cause I had evil Ben find out in part two. Do I think Mal made up for it. Yes. Do I think she can be a dick. Also yes. As far as I’m concerned descendants 2 was just a giant middle finger thrown up against Mal chucking everything stupid she’s done back in her face. Ben’s not a pushover. He’s sweet. He’s innocent. He can be naive. But he damn well knows where to draw the line. Mal has never forced him to stay with her. She left because she believed she wasn’t good enough. And if you look at her face in the d2 date. She looks horrified at what she almost did. And Ben more then rightfully yelled at her. It all could’ve benn avoided if she had just sat and talked to him or jay. Cause. I’m sorry. But Evie wasn’t much help. Yeah Mal didn’t articulate very well and Evie was most likely stressed with back orders. But they should have at least tried. And with regard to the talk with Carlos that wasn’t. She really should’ve worded it better. And he should’ve put the conversation back on track after lettuce hair interrupted.

I don’t like chad. I don’t like Audrey. I don’t like Harry. And I’ll tell you why. Chad manipulated Evie into doing his homework for him. Then dropped her like a hot potato when Audrey deigned to show interest in him. I’ve never liked these whole rich girl head bitch in charge type character Disney seems intent on putting in their movies. I never liked Tess Tyler. I never liked Sharpay Evans. And I’ve never liked Audrey. I despise the way she talked to Evie when they first met. Yeah she may have been right. But did she seriously have to say that to poor Evie’s face. I don’t like Harry. Because he’s terrifying. There’s just something off about him. I’m not sure if he was written that way or his actor chose to portray him like that. But either way I just hope he’s vastly toned down in the threequel. I will however give him this. I like that he’s very obviously a feminist and a non racist. My gripes against these three characters have nothing to do with my opinions on their actors.

Now on to Ben. Brilliant amazing awesome caring compassionate adorable horribly ignored Ben. He and Mitchell are at this point the only reason I’m watching D3. K-Chen is apparently not in it and she’s the only reason I watched the first one. Ben is the catalyst for everything in the movie. He’s the first person to appear on screen. His proclamation set off the plot. He willingly went to the island when Mal most likely write in her letter to not go after her. He is the freaking male lead. I’m sorry jay. I love you. But it’s the truth. And the franchise has yet to include a duet between the main freaking couple. Which is completely stupid cause Ben is probably who all parents want their boys to be. Chad is who they say to stay away from. Ben Jay and Carlos are the most important male characters in the franchise. With Doug coming up as a very close second

I don’t like malvie. At all. I didn’t mind it to begin with but the more I went on the descendants tag and bal tag and Ben tag I saw posts completely disregarding bal and Ben. And then I saw a post that completely assassinated Ben’s character. I’m not saying what the post said to protect all parties involved. But for me it kinda crossed a line. I love jaylos. It’s the only non canon pairing from the movies that could conceivably happen in canon without the two parties having to make a complete 180 on personality. But I don’t hate janelos. I’d like it to have more screen time in the new movie. I’ve got something I like to call the doctor who rule. You don’t see every single nanosecond of the characters lives. There’s six months between the first two movies. More then enough time for Carlos to develop a crush on Jane. Do I wish jaylos had happened. Yes. Have I accepted that it almost certain won’t because Disney doesn’t wanna end up the same as the muppets 2015? Yes. Will that stop me having jaylos is almost all my au’s. Fuck no. But I’ve resolved to also ship janelos. Cause you can’t deny. They cute together

I am not fussed about hades potentially being Mal’s father. In fact I’m kinda looking forward to it. This is because I used to ship Hades and Maleficent back when house of mouse was on. And yeah I know that in the books it’s said that daddy dearest is a human. But villains lie. And I personally much rather prefer it if hades was her father because if her dad is in this movie and he’s not Hades. Then he’s Facillier. And ABSOLUTELY NOBODY WANTS THAT. On the other hand. I’d love it if Facillier were Uma’s father. It’d be awesome

I’m a multi shipper. For Ben alone I ship him with Mal jay Jane Lonnie and Gil and even with Doug to a much lesser degree. But with Evie. I just can’t ship her with anyone but Doug. I can’t see her with anyone else. Yeah. I know. It’s awful and I’m a terrible person. But I’m so far beyond caring at this point. It’s sort of like romione. They work so well together that you can’t really picture them with anyone else. Which is actually sort of weird because if I were to assign a descendants pairing to Romione it would be jaylos

Audrey hates the villain kids. Uma hates everyone from Auradon. Apart from their justified hatred of Mal. They have got nothing in common. Yeah they might bond a little over their hatred. But one of them would probably ruin it pretty damn soon. Most likely Audrey.

The following paragraphs will most likely anger a lot of you

Oustside of Uma and gil. I really don’t care about Uma’s crew. They’re background character. And they’re far less important then the main five characters (Ben Mal Jay Evie and Carlos). I like Uma cause she’s a badass. I love Gil. He’s adorable. And he’s my fifth favourite character (the first four are Ben Jay Carlos and Doug). I’ve sorted my five favourites into order of appearance. And Gil was last to show up on screen.

I love Doug. He’s the only Auradonian with any semblance of brain cells. Sorry Ben. I love you. But don’t deny that you tend not to think with your brain. The only others that have any common sense are Evie Dizzy Uma and possibly Carlos. And yeah. I know very well that a lot of fans don’t like him. But he makes Evie happy. And that’s all that really matters

They won. Grimhilde, Maleficent, Jafar and Cruella won. Snow was poisoned. Aurora was cursed. Jafar became sultan. The puppies did get kidnapped. They won. Briefly. But they won nevertheless. Conversely. Drizella was little more then her mothers chess piece. Hook was driven off his ship by a pack of preteens led by an immortal twelve year old sociopath in ballet tights. Urula got stabbed by the boyfriend of a hormonal teenage fish. Gaston fell off the roof before he could finish beast off. So it does sorta make sense that Ben chose the rotten four.

I don’t read the books. Never watched the cartoon. Too many continuities to keep track of. So I only pay attention to film canon

#disney descendants #ben florian #mal bertha #bal #anti harry x mal #anti dove cameron #mal critical #jaylos #anti malvie #janelos #devie

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eldritchsurveys · 5 years

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428.

Do you get excited when you learn you have to dress up? >> I guess, yeah. I wear pretty much the same few things all the time, so it’s refreshing to be able to wear something different. But it can also be stressful because of, you know, dysphoria and shit. What brand of hair spray do you use? >> --- Do you like it when guys wear hats? >> I really have no opinion. Burger King, McDonalds or Wendys? >> I usually go for McDonald’s because their cheeseburgers are the neatest of the three, and they only put mustard and pickles on them. The Wendy’s restaurants around here make the sloppiest cheeseburgers, just too much mayo and ketchup everywhere, and the Burger Kings are just not as good either. Would you rather visit California or Flordia? >> It’s a real tossup. I think there’s something incredibly surreal about Florida as a whole and I really want to find out if that’s true, but I also think California could be fun to visit.

What’s your ideal first date? >> --- If you type for awhile, do your fingers start to hurt? >> Not at all. I guess because I’ve been typing since I was a child, so my fingers regard it as a natural thing to do (as opposed to a stressful thing). What do you smell right now? >> Pizza, because I haven’t put the pizza box in the fridge yet. Chinese or mexican food? >> Mexican. Can you play the drums? >> No. Are you the type of person who would study for a test for hours? >> I really am not. I have no patience or diligence for that kind of thing. All this Air in my chart really fucked me over when it comes to that, lmao. Are you a lazy person? >> No. I’m a person who sometimes has poor executive function, and a person who sometimes struggles to internalise the importance of doing certain unsavoury or boring things, and a person who has sensory difficulties that sometimes border on the neurotic. People who regard those facts as excuses will definitely try to label me “lazy”, but I refuse to insult myself because of the way I’m wired. I do my best with what I have. If you were an animal, what animal would you be? >> I mean, the canon answer is “a spider”. If you were an instrument, what would you be? >> A pipe organ. Do you hate when you’re in a good mood and one person ruins your mood? >> I don’t think of things like that. No one’s responsible for maintaining my mood but me. If I let someone else “ruin” my good mood, then that’s my problem. Are there any movies coming out that you’d like to see? >> I’m probably going to go see that Joker movie when it comes out. Because I’m in love with Joaquin Phoenix, or whatever. Shut up. Where do you buy your underwear? >> Whatever big-box store happens to have it in stock. Do you watch the show Switched at Birth? >> No. Do you hate the usual 100 questions surveys? EX: Eye color >> Sometimes. What’s worse: Rude people, two-faced people or fake people? >> I have a harder time dealing with someone who is being insincere than I do someone who is just rude. Does your house have a doorbell? >> There’s a buzzer for this apartment. Do you know someone who has dropped out of high school? >> I used to. I don’t think anyone I currently know is a high school dropout. Can you juggle? >> No. Do you think you could run 3 miles right now? >> I can’t run 500 feet, dude. What color was the shirt you wore today before changing? >> I just wore a black undershirt, like usual. Does it freak you out when random people wave to you in public? >> I mean, that... doesn’t happen. Can you do the dougie? >> No. If you were to get a pet turtle right now, what would you name it? >> --- What’s your most hated commercial to watch? >> All of them, really. Can you do a handstand? >> No. What was the last thing you charged? >> My phone. Google Play Services had some kind of update within the last month that made it a complete and absolute battery hog, so now my phone constantly needs to be charged. I hope they fix it soon. Without looking, what time do you think it is? >> Quarter to seven. *looks* Oh, actually it’s quarter after seven. I tried. Favorite album? >> --- How many people named Josh do you know? >> No one, now. When you were younger, did you believe you could fly? >> No. Favorite farm animal? >> --- Have you ever been to a spa? >> Yeah. Has your Facebook ever been hacked? >> No. On a scale 1-10 how relaxed are you right now? >> I don’t know. I’m relaxed enough. Do you spell gray with an A or an E? >> An E, unless I’m talking about Dorian. What’s your favorite name that begins with B? >> --- How many of your friends on here are online? >> I don’t know. If your son said he was gay, how would you react? >> I literally don’t care what sexuality someone is, and anyone raised anywhere in my vicinity would know that. Apple cider or hot chocolate? >> Apple cider, 100%. If someone payed you $500 would you take a bath in milk? >> I doubt it. How many people have ever said you’re perfect? >> I don’t know, I wouldn’t remember shit like that because it’s so unrealistic that I assume it means nothing. Twitter, Tumblr or Facebook? >> Tumblr is the only site of the three that I still use. Do you enjoy having time to yourself? >> Absolutely. Can you do a cart wheel? >> Yeah. How many apps do you have on your phone/iPod? >> Way too fucking many, because there are a lot of baked-in apps that I just can’t delete. :| Do you like Ed Sheeran? >> No. Can you do ballet? >> No. When you were a teenager, did you used to say “I hate this house!”? >> I don’t recall ever saying that. Would you rather become an author or teacher? >> An author. Are you ever jealous of your best friend? >> --- How many people are you currently texting? >> Zero. Anything exciting coming up? >> Not in the very near future. What numbers does your password on here have? >> --- This time tomorrow, what will you be doing? >> I should be at Cafe Boba. Would you rather get money or gift cards for your birthday? >> Either is fine. Have you ever been inside a recording studio? >> Yeah. Would you rather visit Mars or Neptune? >> Er... I mean, whichever one is most feasible to visit, which I assume would be Mars. I don’t think we even know how to make suits to withstand the environmental conditions of a planet that far away from the Sun... (do we?) Do you have Instagram? >> No. Does it bother you when people keep talking to you and you want to leave? >> Yeah, but nine times out of ten I just... make my exit. Have you ever texted a landline phone by accident? >> No. Does that even work? Have you ever spoken to a detective before? >> No. Do you like quotes about love or life better? >> Er... Do you have any quotes on your bedroom walls? >> No. What color is your garage? >> I don’t know, actually. I don’t think it’s painted on the inside. Have you ever played laser tag? >> No. Have you ever been to Cedar Point? >> No. How are your grades this year? >> --- Do you think you have a good singing voice? >> Sure. Do you like it when people give you compliments? >> I mean, sure. But it’s not necessary or anything. Do you crack under pressure? >> Not usually. Was your hair straight today? >> It never is. Do you believe in ghosts? >> No. Do you ever share things on Facebook? >> --- Do you pick out your outfits for the next day the night before or the AM? >> Considering how compact my wardrobe is, it’s really not difficult for me to just grab some clothes in the moment. I don’t have to plan my outfits or anything. Do you wear earrings? >> Yeah. Do you think Hershey chocolate is the best? >> No. What do you have first period? >> --- Do people depend on you too much? >> No. Have you ever been in love? >> Jury’s still out on that. I’m going to go with “probably not”. Do you hate being sad? >> Yeah, it’s not great. I get impatient with myself when I’m sad. But on the flip side, I get to be coddled by Can Calah for a while, so it’s not all bad. Is anyone you’re close to in the hospital right now? >> No. Do you have any cuts on you right now? >> No. Do you like Steve Carell? >> I have no opinion on him. Is your wifi protected? >> Yeah. What did you have for lunch today? >> I only had two meals today. How often do people write on your Facebook wall? >> --- Does your phone have a cover on it? >> Yeah, just a black rubber case. What color was your swim suit this year? >> --- How many bedroom does your house have? >> Two. Would you go swimming if it was 65 degrees out? >> I don’t go swimming, period. Favorite flavor of popsicle? >> --- Do ladders scare you? >> Not usually. Would you ever lie about your past? >> I can’t imagine why I would want to, but who knows. Hot dogs or hamburgers? >> Hamburgers. Do you have any pictures of you and your friends in your bedroom? >> No.

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