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BnHA Chapter 272: (Directed by Michael Bay)

Previously on BnHA: The My Child Soldiers Academia arc finally started to live up to its name as Tokoyami became the first (but I assure you not the last) victim of traumatic mental scarring courtesy of Horikoshi’s sick games! So he and Dark Shadow showed up to stop Dabi from murdering Hawks and were all “please don’t kill our mentor.” Dabi was all “AH BUT YOUR MENTOR KILLED SOMEONE ELSE, AND ISN’T THAT JUST LIKE THE HEROES THOUGH, THEIR HANDS ARE SO STAINED WITH BLOOD” and then he tried to set both of them on fire several times in succession. Hawks was all “Tokoyami just run away while he’s in the middle of his five-hour sermon” and so they tried but Dabi followed them! But then Geten was all “ALL RIGHT EVERYONE... CHILL” and fucking froze everything for no discernible reason, and Tokoyami fled the building with an unconscious Hawks in tow as the battle raged on. The chapter then ended with Gigantomachia being all “I smell my master!” and standing up, hahaha oh fuck.

Today on BnHA: Well you guys are not going to believe this, but it turns out that Tomura waking up is actually a very bad thing. A “worst case scenario” if you will! Because, get this, he has a quirk that can destroy anything, which spreads from whatever he touches to fucking everything and everywhere else. Gosh, if only we’d known about this since like 35 chapters ago. If only we’d had a spy among the villains who could have warned us, and three entire months to plan our attack, and literally every single hero in Japan on call to help us when the time came. Anyway so you’re really going to be shocked by this I’m telling you, but it turns out that when a crazy powerful person who wants to destroy everything finally wakes up, he immediately starts destroying everything with his crazy power. So X-Less dies and Crust dies and everyone else runs, and meanwhile the kids, who are on the outskirts of the city finishing up the evacuation, stand there in shock as the plot rampages toward them ready to swallow them whole. The chapter ends with Deku powering up to FORTY-FIVE PERCENT YEAHHHHH, and oh shit. Finally we’re doing this.

I am not even remotely done with all the shit I’m supposed to be finishing up, but fuck it, I need a break and reading the new chapter is by far the funnest thing on my current to-do list, so!

OH SNAPS MY BOY HAS FINALLY OPENED HIS EYES

IT ONLY TOOK HIM... OKAY LOOK I’M NOT GOING TO GO BACK AND COUNT ALL OF THE CHAPTERS, BUT LET’S SAY... FIFTEEN. ...HUNDRED. CHAPTERS TO FINALLY SNAP TO IT AND COME JOIN THE PARTY. BUT IT WAS WORTH THE WAIT! PROBABLY. AHH LET’S JUST READ ON

-- ohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygodohm --

[puts on glasses and unfolds map while poring through a mess of scribbles on post-it notes] -- hold up, if my calculations are correct, I’m pretty sure “somewhere a bit further from the hospital” is, in fact, where a certain THREE TROUBLE-PRONE DISASTERS ARE CURRENTLY HOLED UP. AHHH

can it really be true. are we finally rejoining our protagonist and his buddy cop friends after 97 years. how will everyone react to Deku reacting to Tomura waking up ahhhh

so Burnin’ is yelling at the civilians to let them know if they have any family or friends who need assistance evacuating

god I hate the fact that this is a fucking understatement

they’re not taking any chances after Kamino and Fukuoka huh. fool them once, shame on you. fool them twice, oh shit. but there will not be a third time! no one fucking destroys three cities in the span of six months on their watch, no sirree

(ETA: ...)

lol the kids are trying to get the elderly citizens on a bus to evacuate, but a lady is trying to give them candy and Kacchan and Ochako are of two different minds on whether or not to accept

Kacchan is absolutely right about Ochako’s motivations, but in her defense, who the fuck turns down free chocolate

IIDA!!

FUCKING CHRIST JAPAN IT’S 200 YEARS IN THE FUTURE AND YOU STILL HAVEN’T SWITCHED TO DIGITAL RECORD-KEEPING? WHY IS THIS THE MOST REALISTIC THING IN THE ENTIRE MANGA TO DATE. MY GOOD SIR, IIDA IS LYING THROUGH HIS TEETH, ALL RECORDS AND BUILDINGS ABSOLUTELY CAN AND WILL BE COMPLETELY OBLITERATED IN THE CARNAGE TO COME. I’M SORRY TO BE THE ONE TO INFORM YOU OF THIS, BUT DAMN IT SOMEONE HAS TO TAKE RESPONSIBILITY

(ETA: I sure hope these poor bastards had good insurance.)

also. this man here who looks like Beaker from the Muppets, who presumably has the power of Doing Anything Those Wacky Flailing Inflatable Tube Men That You See Outside Of Car Dealerships Can Do. ...yes. that’s it. that’s an intentionally incomplete sentence with a subject but no predicate. I just feel like we should all sit and stare at him for a good thirty more seconds before continuing on with our lives

OH MY GOD

THEY’RE EVACUATING THE PETS TOO AHHHH. EXCUSE ME CERTAIN SOMEONES WHO THINK ALL HEROES ARE “DIRTY.” I SEE YOUR ARGUMENTS AND RAISE YOU THIS ONE SINGLE PANEL. YEAH THAT’S RIGHT. NOW WHAT DABI. AT A LOSS FOR WORDS I SEE. YOU JUST SIT AND PONDER THAT FOR A WHILE

is... this... a space shuttle man

is this literally just a man with a Boeing for a head. FUCKING QUIRKS THOUGH!!!!! ~*~wild~*~

OH MY GOD AND WE’RE BACK

time for some HORCRUX SHENANIGANS!! IS YOUR LIGHTNING BOLT SCAR BURNING DEKU. I CAN’T BELIEVE HE WHO MUST NOT BE NAMED IS BACK AHHHH

so now he’s slightly hunching forward with his hands pressed together and Todoroki is immediately sensing that something is wrong ahhhhh

(ETA from like 5 days later: I had that as “Tokoyami” instead of “Todoroki” for the better part of a solid week you guys. SHOUTO YOU WERE GONE FOR SO LONG I FORGOT YOUR FUCKING NAME whoop.)

here come dat angst. here comes Horikoshi’s hand beckoning the trio closer and welcoming them to the pain parade ahhh. from now on that’s how I’m ending all my sentences btw. it just seems right. ahhh

OH MY LORD OH MY

ladies and gentlemen, YOU WERE SAYING DEKU DIDN’T HAVE ENOUGH CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT LATELY? HE’S NOT INTERESTING ENOUGH AS A PROTAGONIST, IS HE? well maybe that’s because Horikoshi has been saving this one juiciest of plot nuggets for a rainy day precisely like this! BRING ON THAT CHOSEN ONE ANGST AHHHHH

anyway so yes it is indeed OFA speaking to him in the form of Lil Bro a.k.a. the first user

lol I’m trying to think of commentary but it’s difficult seeing as I’M ALREADY SCROLLING DOWN TO IMPATIENTLY READ THE NEXT PAGE

lmao the fuck

okay Princess Zelda. can you get any more flowery with those descriptions though. A TRANSCENDENT BEING. A SUPERLATIVE ENTITY. A SUBLIME, PREEMINENT ORGANISM. FREED FROM ITS SHACKLES. UNFETTERED BY ALL EARTHLY LIMITATIONS

OH MY GOD

it absolutely boggles my mind that this guy is somehow still alive. ??! how many chapters and panels has it been now. he’s like the goat in the t-rex pen in fucking Jurassic Park. WHEN ARE YOU GOING TO GET EATEN ALREADY

...

do you... want a blanket. ...?

(ETA: do you ever just. wake up and you’re like “ah shit it’s cold”, and then you destroy an entire city. mm.)

do you all suppose X-Less is fully aware that he’s about to die though? he hasn’t even moved. I imagine that sitting next to Tomura actually is much like sitting next to a giant t-rex. like he has to know there is no getting out of this alive. poor guy

damn Mic isn’t even looking back he’s just running back into the main room where all the rest of them are

wow this fight is still going on

I don’t know why, I just expected it to all magically be over all of a sudden now that we have bigger things to worry about. do you guys remember when we were all worried about the High End Noumus being the biggest threat. hahahahaha

(ETA: moment of silence for ALL OF THE FUCKING HIGH ENDS lmao. that did not go how I expected that plotline to go AT ALL, but at least we got the best fucking battle in the entire manga out of it.)

jesus CHRIST ENOUGH WITH THIS

WE GET IT TOMURA IS DANGEROUS AND SCARY AND EVIL AND AWAKE!!! JUST PLEASE GET TO IT ALREADY GOD I’M BEGGING YOU

FINALLY

goddammit. my reaction to this should have been much more “!!!” and “OH SHIT”, but he dragged it out so much that my initial reaction was one more of relief than horror. maybe it’s because of the way I read the chapters, constantly pausing to do commentary as I go along, but whenever a chapter has a ton of panels of people just staring into the distance awash with dread, it really stands out to me lol. there’s only so much I can write about that kind of thing. ah well at least we’re finally getting to the action

I genuinely can’t tell if Ujiko is frightened that he’s about to be disintegrated by Tomura’s quirk, or excited that Tomura is awake

maybe both lol. well don’t worry you’re not gonna die that easily, much as you would not catch me complaining if you did

thanks Gran

lol where was all this speed throughout the rest of this arc though. “we’re only competent when the plot necessitates it” huh. is that right

oh shit it’s destroying the rest of the lab

those are all of Ujiko’s collected quirks, right? someone please tell me if this is a good or a bad thing. on the one hand if they’re all destroyed it means Tomura can’t get them and Ujiko can’t make any more Noumus. but on the other hand this means they won’t ever be able to give them back to the original users (if any of them are even still alive). and also that’s a lot of evidence that’s being wiped out as well

oh shit they didn’t know about this?!

even after Deika City, you didn’t put two and two together?? even with all of Hawk’s intel?? what the hell did you think happened there?

well this explains why everyone was so la-dee-da-no-rush about capturing him though. well that’s on you guys. next time maybe don’t waste 20 minutes uselessly battling redshirt Noumus while Mirko has to do everything herself

anyway so I feel like people other than X-Less are almost certainly going to die here, and fuck. I’m not ready for any of this

AHH THE KIDS

BIT SLOW ON THE UPTAKE THERE KACCHAN LOL. FOR A MOMENT YOU HAD ME WORRIED THERE WAS SOMEHOW A COMPLETELY DIFFERENT THREAT APPROACHING FROM THE OTHER SIDE, BEFORE YOU TURNED AROUND TO LOOK WHERE THE OTHERS WERE LOOKING

ALSO JUST A FRIENDLY REMINDER THAT SHOUTO’S DAD IS IN THAT HOSPITAL, ALONG WITH THEIR TEACHER! HERE. COME. DAT. ANGST

LOOK AT THIS CONSPICUOUSLY INTACT BUILDING AS IT STANDS THERE ALL OMINOUSLY WITH THE NEARBY BIRDS AND CRITTERS FRANTICALLY FLYING AWAY

I want to see it crumble so bad. now this is the kind of foreboding cinematic disaster movie bullshit I can get into

FFFF WHY IS THIS PANEL SO HARD TO SEE

THERE’S TOO MUCH CHAOS AND TOO MANY PEOPLE LOST AMIDST ALL THESE SHATTERING AND FALLING TUBES, BUT I NEED TO MAKE SURE EVERYONE IS SAFE AHHH

...okay so I see Ryuukyuu in the top right, and I think that’s RockLockRock on her back. Thirteen is clearly there in the bottom center, but I don’t know who that is next to them. and then of course Gran and Mic on the left. and a bunch of others spread out in various other places, but... where the hell is Aizawa??

OH THANK GOD

FUCK YOU HORIKOSHI, I KNOW FULL WELL YOU’RE NOT JUST GOING TO KILL OFF THE WORLD’S PREEMINENT DAD STRAIGHT UP OUT OF THE BLUE HERE, AND YET I STILL FELT ANXIETY AT THIS LAST PANEL. HOW DID YOU EVEN

BITCH YOU BETTER LET THE FUCK GO BEFORE I --

!!!

oh my god I gasped in real life. stop making me fear for the lives of main characters!!

he. he --. crust. he. ...

I literally stopped reading and had to stop and cover my mouth with both of my hands I’m

silence. no screaming. no flailing. no freaking out. just silence

shit. rest in peace you old sedimentary bastard. respect to you for saving the father of my children in your last fleeting moments. I still have not the slightest idea how you rose through the ranks to somehow become the sixth fucking highest rated hero (HERO BILLBOARD CHART, IS EVERYTHING ALL RIGHT. ARE YOU FEELING OKAY), but you sure did go out with style though

also this may be tacky of me to point out during such an emotionally charged moment, but one second Aizawa is wearing his goggles like normal, and the next they’re suddenly pushed up onto his forehead so we can see the anguish in his bloodshot eyes. there was no reason to do that other than angst and we all know it. so yes Shouta you dramatic bitch, I am calling you out. why Horikoshi felt he had to add to your many accumulated traumas is beyond me. you don’t deserve this and I am so, so sorry

OH GOOD I WAS JUST ABOUT TO ASK WHERE THE FUCK ENDEAVOR WAS

seeing as we just went over this with Gran, I will take the high road here and won’t ask why you’re only this fast now and couldn’t have been this useful this ages ago back before Tomura woke up. oh wait does sarcastically saying I won’t bring it up count as bringing it up. well whatever. middle road, then

sob I’m getting flashbacks to the end of Return of the Jedi when they’re all frantically flying out of the Death Star as it explodes

friendly reminder that Ryuukyuu, clearly the fastest one here despite carrying like 20 people, was number 10 in the rankings for some unknown reason. again, r.i.p. Crust you well-meaning geriatric soul

also just a stray thought, I hope it’s clear now why it was so important to give Deku those additional quirks. at a minimum he needs Blackwhip and Float just so he doesn’t instantly die the moment he’s in Tomura’s general vicinity. sob I’ve joked so much about flying quirks and here they are becoming fucking prerequisites now

anyway so Ujiko is mourning the loss of his lab, which again, good riddance mostly. but r.i.p. that evidence though

(ETA: nah the “total loss” part is referring to how the heroes fucked up so soundly and thoroughly. anyway no one would blame Mic if he accidentally dropped Ujiko in the midst of all this chaos, I’m just saying. I guess they need any intel he could still provide now more than ever though.)

OH MY GOD!!

LAUNDRY HERO WASH?! THIS SUDSY BOI CAN ACTUALLY KICK ASS WHAAAAT

oh my god oh my god it’s still spreading??!

fuck fuck fuck at this rate it’ll reach the kids

(ETA: that happened really fast actually.)

-- oh FUCK NO you had better NOT FUCKING TOUCH FUCKING PIXIE BOB, I WILL MAIL MYSELF TO JAPAN PANDEMIC OR NO PANDEMIC. DO YOU NOT SEE THE SIGN THAT SAYS “OFF-LIMITS.” RESPECT THE SIGN

SOB SHE’S SO BADASS BUT IT LOOKS LIKE IT’S STILL DISINTEGRATING FUCCCCCK. FUCK MY LIFE, FUCK EVERYTHING

AHHHHH

I can’t tell if her earthbending was able to stop it or not?? god help us all if it didn’t, I’m not even sure what else could stop it at this point

SHUT UP UJIKO!!

they really did. only to fuck it up completely at the finish line. well, the man most singularly responsible for it is dead now, again r.i.p. Crust you useless old legend

lmao despite myself

“by a miracle, or maybe through sheer will” even he acknowledges that Tomura waking up was basically complete bullshit. yes blah blah yadda yadda got zapped by some exposed wires explanation science. because we all know that getting electrocuted will fix you right up when your heart has stopped and you have completely flatlined. you can definitely trust Horikoshi on this and there’s absolutely no need to google how defibrillators actually work

also is he somehow wearing a cape now. again by a miracle or maybe through sheer will

YESSSSSSS

(ETA: one has to wonder what Ujiko’s plan was, assuming this scheme had actually played out. were they just banking on Tomura not waking up cranky and disoriented and wanting to test out his power. his quirk doesn’t exactly distinguish friend from foe here I’m just saying.)

the part of me that goes all “ooh ahh” when all the buildings explode in Independence Day is singing inside. but never fear, the rest of me is appropriately horrified though. what was that Burnin’ was saying about the city becoming a large-scale battle zone? sob

also this page sure serves as a nice refresher for exactly why Tomura Waking Up Was Bad, which was inexplicably a topic of some debate in recent weeks. yes in spite of everything the villains are still the bad guys who’d have thought. almost as if the purpose of humanizing a character is to show that they’re human, not that they’re right

WHAT’S THIS NOW???

WELL I’LL BE. IT’S BEEN AN EVENTFUL THREE MONTHS, APPARENTLY!??

HOOAHHHHHHHH

IT’S A BIRD IT’S A PLANE IT’S A BADASS OH SHIIIIITTTTTT

finally finally finally!!!!!!

THE SHIT HAS HIT THE FAN, REPEAT, THE SHIT HAS HIT THE PROVERBIAL FAN. THE PLOT IS FINALLY HAPPENING, REPEAT, THE PLOT IS FINALLY FUCKING HAPPENING AHHHHHH

and there is no one coming to save them this time. no one to arrive at the last second and say “it’s all right now because I am here.” they have to save themselves. they have to save everyone. the training wheels are finally coming off. the safety net has been removed. after 272 chapters, the story has finally reached a point where these kids, these children, who in spite of all they’ve been through have been protected and shielded from the worst of it up till now, will finally have to be the ones to save the day all on their own

and they are not ready. but also maybe they kind of are??! but they definitely are not. and oh god oh god oh god, FINALLY WE’RE REALLY DOING THIS. TIME TO FIX THE MESS THOSE SILLY GROWN-UPS MADE, CHILDREN. YOU GOT THIS

#bnha 272 #shigaraki tomura #midoriya izuku #aizawa shouta #ujiko daruma #bnha #boku no hero academia #bnha spoilers #mha spoilers #bnha manga spoilers #makeste reads bnha #if the next few chapters don't feature some kind of avengers-style epic team up pose I will sue #what has this all even been building up to if not that #remember that the kids are not allowed to die though horikoshi #remember what we agreed upon #you remember right #right #horikoshi???

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Love Me Like You Do (Six)

I’m posting this now just in case I don’t survive EndGame and never want to write again. (am I joking? probably not) 

Also, even though this chapter goes along with CACW, it isn’t as angsty as you’re expecting since its from Rhodey’s POV. And if you missed my earlier note, I decided not to extend the story through IW and EG because I just don’t know if I can handle it. So yay for happily ever afters sooner than we expected!

Oh and another also, this happily ever after is like... the most tooth rotting one I’ve ever written because our boys deserve it so much. 

IRONHUSBANDS MASTERLIST HERE

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(2016)

“Okay for the record?” James puffed through the words as he turned the corner and jogged up the straight-a-way. “This doesn’t count as exercise for you.” 

“My doctor didn’t say exercise.” Tony said blandly, basically floating beside James with his boots and gauntlets up, the pieces keeping him perfectly balanced, perfectly matched in speed, hovering exactly six inches off the ground. “He said fresh air and my god is this alot of fresh air. My nose is starting to freckle. This will be terrible for my complexion.” 

“Your complexion is already terrible.” James retorted. “Weird, reclusive billionaire who spends too much time in a creepy lab with overly friendly robots isn’t a great look.” 

“I resent that.” Tony peered over the edge of today’s over priced and shockingly green sunglasses. “My lab isn’t creepy and my robots aren’t overly friendly. Dum-E is the exact right amount of nosy and U is always around when I need them.” 

“Not gonna argue the weird, reclusive billionaire part?” 

“Nah, why bother?” 

“By the way?” James checked his time and picked up speed, rolling his eyes hard enough to hurt when the repulsors kicked on a little higher so Tony was going faster too. “The doc definitely said you needed exercise. He didn’t want to say it, but I’m not afraid to tell you you’re starting to look a little fluffy around the middle, Tones.” 

“Excuse me?” Entirely offended, Tony swerved over in front of James and glared down at him. “Fluffy? Did you just call me fluffy? What does that mean?”

“It means that your favorite blue vest if starting to strain a little across the middle.” James answered flatly and when Tony squawked in outrage, he added, “But you are filling out your pants just great.” 

“You been lookin’ at the way I fill out my pants, Honeybear?” 

“The way you fill them out lately, I don’t really have a choice in the matter.” 

“Goddammit--” Tony fired up his repulsors and popped James with the lightest hit ever, sending him stumbling back several feet. “Shut the hell up.” 

“Hey.” James stepped up onto one of the boots, knowing it would hold his weight, and hooked his arm around Tony’s neck to pull him in for a sweet kiss. And sure, doing that sort of thing while hovering over the sidewalk was maybe a little weird? But still amazing. 

“What was that for?” Tony blinked at him in surprise, then glanced around self consciously. “Why did you kiss me?” 

“Because I wanted to.” James jumped back down to the ground and grinned up at Tony. “Because we’re doing that sort of thing now, right?” 

“...I...” Tony didn’t blush often, but not even his sunglasses detracted from the red spreading up his face. “I mean, yeah?” 

“God, you’re sweet.” James stepped back up and kissed him again and Tony blushed harder. “Why the hell are you blushing when I kiss you, we’ve kissed before. Been kissing for thirty years now.” 

“I don’t know it just feels...” Tony shrugged and pushed James off his boot. “Go away, I don’t like it.” 

“Yeah okay, you don’t like it.” James scoffed, checked his time and broke back into a jog. “By the way, you  might be getting fluffy but I sure love the way you fit in my arms lately, Tones.” 

“JESUS CHRIST!” Tony yelled after him. “You can’t just say things like that! Rhodey! Come back here!”

James laughed all the way back to the compound. 

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It was never a good thing when Secretary of State Ross showed up unannounced, and the tension in the room was thick enough to cut when he handed over the stack of pages known as the Accords, approved by over a hundred countries with the direction to either “Sign or retire.” 

Not surprisingly, Steve wasn’t about to sign anything without reading it and he picked up the papers immediately. 

More surprisingly, Tony was willing to sign right then and there, adamant that the team needed boundaries, insisting that they could work on amendments later. 

James hadn’t expected to be arguing with Sam of all people about it, and nobody had expected Natasha to side with Tony. Vision had something wise to say as always and Wanda just looked scared and even after Steve had gotten a message and left the room, the argument continued. 

“Am I wrong about this, Rhodey?” Tony asked later, collapsing on to the couch and reaching for James’s hand. “Should I stand with Steve and resist it?” 

“I think Natasha was right.” James shrugged, rubbing his thumb over a scar on Tony’s hand. “If you all agree, it’s one hand on the wheel which still gives you some control. But if you all resist, you’ll be forced into retirement and any move at all will be considered treason, a war crime. They’ll go to jail.” 

“Retirement.” Tony sighed. “That doesn’t sound so terrible, does it?” 

“You thinking about retiring, Tones?” James shifted on the couch and tucked Tony closer to his side. “Hm? Ready to give up the suit and settle down with a couple dogs and a rocking chair?” 

“Maybe.” Tony was watching him carefully, and James waited with raised eyebrows for him to finish. “It would give us a chance to finish this talk we never end up having, right? Would give us time to go back to Vegas and see if--mmph!” 

James leaned over and kissed him, fitting a hand to the back of Tony’s neck to keep him close for a long moment. “Don’t feel like you have to give up Iron Man just so you and I can finally have that talk, just so we can revisit Vegas. We can do that anytime, Tones.” 

“But not really.” Tony pulled away with a frown. “We decided after Pepper that we couldn’t do a relationship and the hero thing. Has to be one or the other.” 

“We’re doing a relationship now.” James pointed out and Tony huffed, “Not really! Not... not officially.” 

“I kiss you whenever I want and tell you I love you every damn day and as long as we’re in the same time zone, we’re sharing a bed.” James argued back. “How is that not a relationship?” 

“It’s just not the one I want.” Tony muttered and James blinked a few times because they-- they hadn’t talked about that yet. 

“Tony--” 

“We have to deal with the Accords first.” Tony decided. “Because those will sort of take the decision out of my hands, right?” 

“....right?” 

“And then we can go to Vegas and talk.” Quieter that time. “Right?” 

“Right.” No question about it, they were overdue for a Vegas trip and a long awaited talk, and James tugged Tony close again for a long, promising kiss. “You’re absolutely right.” 

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The airport fight was... well to be honest, most of James’s memories of the fight were fuzzy at best, wrapped in a haze of pain that wrapped around his spine and landed somewhere down around his feet, but he wouldn’t really know,  because he couldn’t really feel them.

He remembered fighting a tiny guy who was then suddenly big and literally swinging  gangways through the air trying to knock him out. Wanda was throwing cars in his way and at one point James had had a damn kid hitching a ride on his back and flinging webs to try and take down the big guy. 

Then he was taking off and trying to catch the Quinjet, Sam hot on his heels and Vision had only been trying to help but--

--James had woken up in the hospital, Tony curled up as small as he could be in the bed next to him, tears dried on his face, his fists clenched even in his sleep and when James had automatically tried to pull him closer, had tried to shift to give him more room, that was when he’d realized his legs didn’t work. 

“I could kill him.” Tony said later that day, staring out the window at the rain. “I could kill Sam. Not Sam, Steve. How the hell could Steve tear us apart like this, how could he turn his back on all of us for his friend? How the fuck did I end up fighting against the same people I ate dinner with last Friday?” 

“Tones--” James struggled to sit up, pushed himself up with his arms. “You telling me you wouldn’t take on the UN if it meant bringing me home?” 

“I’d take on the goddamn UN to bring you home.” Tony muttered. “But I wouldn’t drag everyone else into it! This isn’t just Steve who’s now a wanted criminal. Christ, they’ve got Clint and Wanda and Sam locked up in the Raft! And whoever the hell the Ant guy was? Who was that? Why is Steve dragging them into the fight!” 

“You would have been okay with Cap going after his friend all by himself?” James asked skeptically and Tony’s jaw worked in irritation. 

“We’re friends.” he finally said. “He could have asked me to help. He could have asked me and I would have figured out a way to bring Sergeant Barnes back. Signing those fucking Accords would have meant that Barnes could have sanctuary in one of our hospitals and rehab centers. Now? Now there’s talk of executing the Sergeant for his war crimes, POW status be damned. They want to lock Steve in a set of vibranium cuffs and throw him in a hole! Why didn’t he just listen?!” 

“Tony.” James motioned for him and Tony came immediately. “Sweetheart, you know damn well if that was me, or if the situation was reversed and it was you? Neither one of us would think twice before spelling a fuck you to the government and doing what we wanted.” 

“Are you taking Steve’s side?” Tony sputtered. “How the fuck--” 

“I’m saying I understand loving someone enough to not care what I have to do to keep them safe.” James interrupted. “And I think you should remember that when you go looking for Steve.” 

“I’m not going looking for him.” 

“We both know you are, stop stalling and leave already.” James tried to wave him away. “Go on.” 

“I am absolutely not leaving you, Rhodey.” 

“Sure you are.” James tried for a smile but it was more of a grimace. “I can guarantee I will be right here in this bed waiting for you to get back.” 

“We should have retired.” Tony grabbed his jacket and his phone, cursing under his breath. “Could be in a suite in Vegas right now instead of a goddamn hospital, could be fucking naked instead of chasing after Captain Pain in the Ass and his--” 

“Tony.” 

“WHAT!?” 

“Tony.” James worked hard to keep the pain from his voice, the panic from his eyes when he tried to move again and it didn’t work again. “We’ll get there, alright? Vegas will be there when we’re done. I’ve waited this long, what’s another few days? You keep bringing it up like we’re running out of time, but we’re not. Go figure this out and when you come back, we’ll retire. Go to therapy together and buy a dog together and move somewhere that no one would ever want to invade or attack ever, alright?” 

“Yeah?” Tony looked like he was trying not to panic either. “You think you can hold your own against me in retirement? I’m sure to be a menace with nothing destructive to do.” 

“Sweetheart.” James smiled when Tony did. “You come back and get me out of this damn bed and I’ll let you hold my own, huh?” 

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Tony never wanted to talk about Siberia, so James never made him. 

He received an electronic file from an unknown number almost seventy two hours later, a small video screen opening on his tablet and playing thirty seconds of the worst video James had ever seen-- a road he was too familiar with, a car he’d snuck out and driven with Tony when Howard was away, a figure on a motorcycle he’d seen only a week previous. 

There was a message-- “Tell Tony I’m sorry I wasn’t there when it all went down, tell him I didn’t know before any of this. I don’t know if he’s heard from S.R. but I’m out here if you need me.” 

It was signed “N.R.” and that was it. 

James dumped the file from his tablet, then smashed the thing into the wall and when Tony came in to see what the noise was, James just shook his head. 

“Let’s try these out then, alright?” Tony made a few last minute adjustments to the braces and stepped away. “Can you stand? I got parallel bars, babe. Try and walk for me.” 

James hurt to his core even if he couldn’t feel any of it in his legs because it took so much effort to just take a damn step. It almost brought tears to his eyes, but he blinked them away because Tony was blinking away tears too and neither one of them was going to break down and cry. 

“Tell me how I can make this better.” Tony was distracting himself with the tech, eyeing every shift of the gears, every movement James made. “Do you want more cushioning? Is it rubbing against your leg weird? Cup holders? Tell me.” 

“Maybe some AC down in my--” James tried to snark but his legs gave out just then and he clattered to the floor. 

“Damn it.” Tony reached to help him but James pushed away stubbornly. “I can do this Tones. Flew a hundred and thirty eight missions, I can walk. Don’t help me.” 

“Fine.” Tony put his hands up. “Stubborn ass.” 

“You mean sexy ass.” James replied and Tony shot him a smile over his shoulder as he went to answer whoever was at the door. 

“Are you Tony Stank?” The delivery driver called through the door, and there on the floor, James laughed harder than he had in weeks. “Tony Stank? That’s you, right?” 

“That’s Tony Stank right there!” James hollered back and Tony groaned out loud. “And thank you for that! I’m never letting that go! Tony Stank!” 

“Don’t sound so excited.” Tony grumped. “It’s not that funny.” 

“It’s literally the funniest thing in the world.” James disagreed seriously. “Because after thirty something goddamn years, I finally have something annoying to call you every time you call me Honeybear.” 

“You love being called Honey bear.” Tony tore open the box and took out a flip phone and a folded note. “Admit it.” 

“I absolutely will not.” 

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********************* (Vegas)

Vegas had a hundred places to be and a thousand places to go and a hundred thousand people packed into all the spaces, and James didn’t want to be anywhere than where he was standing right now. 

“I Honeybear,” he murmured and Tony snorted loud enough that the officiant glanced at him in alarm. “Do promise to take you, Tony Stank--” an even louder snort. “-- to be my lawfully wedded husband. In and out of scrapes and trouble, through all your bullshit shenanigans--” the officiant was starting to look a little alarmed. “--your dangerous inventions, incoherent rambles and weird sleep patterns. I promise to put up with your terrible coping and overspending, with your penchant for ugly ties and love of pictures--” 

“Rhodey!” Tony was full on laughing by now and James grinned back but continued-- 

“I promise to always be there in the morning.” and then softer-- “I’ve loved you since we were just kids at college and it took us a long time to get to Vegas the first time, even longer to get here a second time but we made it, you know?” 

James slid a simple gold band onto Tony’s finger. “And more than all this? I promise that no one-- no one-- will ever love you the way I do, Tones.” 

Tony stared down at the ring on his finger, then up into James’s eyes, and then pitched his index cards right over the side of the railing and threw his arms around James’s neck to kiss him. 

James caught him easily, the gears on his leg braces whirring with the extra weight but holding steady as they hugged and when Tony leaned away, all he could say is-- “How the hell am I supposed to follow those vows? What could I possibly say that would be better than that?” 

“It’s a wedding, not a competition, Tones.” 

“The hell it’s not.” Tony tossed back. “I had every intention of having you in tears with my vows but that’s not going to happen now.” 

“Well, I think the officiant might cry if we don’t get back to it.” James suggested and Tony stepped back reluctantly. “Go on now, say your vows.” 

“I threw my cards over the edge.” Tony was smiling up at him the same way he’d smiled back when they were kids in college and James had agreed to enter the robot contest, the same way he’d smiled the night before graduation when James had finally kissed him back, the same way he’d smiled the last time they were in Vegas and James had thought the shine in Tony’s eyes was prettier than the stars. 

God he loved him. 

“I’ve loved you since I was fifteen.” Tony finally said. “And some days I wish it wouldn't have taken this long to be together. I wish I would have sobered up in college and told you what I wanted, I wish I wouldn’t have pushed you away after graduation and I wish I wouldn’t have wasted time dating all those other people.” 

“Tones...” 

“I wish it wouldnt have taken almost dying for us to actually say something.” Tony continued, touching his chest where only scars sat now. “And I wish I hadn’t had to lose Pepper for you and I to finally take the step forward into something real. I wish alot of things were different, Rhodey, but then again I wouldn't change it at all because somehow, I’ve always had you by my side and now--” Tony slipped a gold band onto James’s finger as well. “now I always will.” 

“Nobody has ever loved me like you do.” he whispered. “And I never want anyone else to even try.” 

***************

Epilogue

***************

“He’s a good kid.” Tony sipped at his coffee and watched Peter do his homework at the table of the compound. “I told him if he wanted this internship he had to work for it, and he hasn’t let a single grade slip or anything.” 

“He is a good kid.” James put an arm around Tony’s waist and kissed his husband good morning. 

���Does he remind you of me at that age?” 

“Oh god no.” James said emphatically. “God no. You were a terrible kid. Literally terrible. Do you see these gray hairs? They grew in the day you moved into my dorm. If Peter is anything like you at that age, I will kick him out of this house myself, I swear.” 

“Rude.” 

“And yet so true.” He stole a drink of Tony’s coffee. “What’s he working on right now?” 

“A robot design.” Tony’s eyes lit up. “He wants me to help with the NASA competition.” 

“Absolutely not. You’ll blow us all half to hell. Nope. No way. I am not letting you two build something for NASA in the same place I sleep. Not you and Disaster Jr. over there.” 

“Fine, we’ll build it outside.” 

“I swear to god, Tony---” 

“Fine fine fine.” Tony pushed him away, smoothing down his own silvering hair. “Spoilsport.”

James caught him back and re-ruffled his hair, laying a solid kiss on Tony’s lips. “Brat.” 

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[haespoir]

honestly, i’d like to start this post off by saying thank you!!! never would i have thought that i would ever reach over 100 followers,,, so the fact that i’ve hit 1000 followers seems so unreal to me,, so thank you guys! for supporting my writing and dealing with my nonsensical rambling!! 

with that being said: in honour of reaching 1000 followers, i’ve decided to start a little series on my blog. i’ll be writing for five main groups: nct ( all units ), loona, twice, red velvet and the boyz. these are my favorite groups to write for though i’ve really only ever written publicly for nct. 

i’ve complied a list of 60 aus ( most are from this masterlist and i’ve just chosen the ones that i like ) and 20 songs so just pick one and send me a request! note: most things will be written in bulletpoint and this post will serve as a masterlist for everything! 

example requests: 

“competitive au #1 w doyoung?” 

“angst song #2 with sana?” 

if a prompt is taken, it’ll be bolded with the name of the idol next to it! i’ll also include who requested it uwu basically, it’s a first come, first serve type thing! you can also request more than once!

ok with that being said,,, have fun! 

songs

angst

01. [ younghoon | anon ] “love letter” jinsoul and kim lip 

02. “push and pull” kard

03. “rumor” kard 

04. “lady” exid

05. “see saw” gowon and chuu and kimlip 

06. “walkin’ in time” the boyz 

07. “hard to love” bol4 

08. “destiny” lovelyz 

09. “we were in love” t-ara and davichi 

10. “dont recall” kard 

fluff

01. “hi” lovelyz

02. [ donghyuck | anon ] “walk u home” nct dream 

03. [ heejin | anon ] “what is love” twice 

04. [ jaemin | anon ] “shine” pentagon 

05. “imagine” bol4

06. “nevermind” jeong sewoon 

07. “real man” the east light

08. [ doyoung ] “a girl like me” gugudan 

09. [ yuta | @jenofanclub ] “heart attack” chuu 

10. “the day of confessing my love” jo kwon 

aus

roommate aus

01. friend of a friend needs a place to stay before they get evicted

02. my roommate fell nd broke their arm in the shower,,, what do i do

03. [ yeri | @najaeminclub ] new roommate cooks for the first time and almost burns the house down

04. overheard you singing in the shower you sound angelic 

05. [ doyoung | anon ] your clothes ended up in my laundry and now im wearing your favorite tshirt 

enemies to lovers au 

01. you’re a jerk barista who purposely screws up my name when i order 

02. [ jihoon | @lovejihoonie ] you saw me crying and you weren’t supposed to,, why are u trying to hug me 

03. you come to the restaurant i work at and choose me as your server every time just to annoy me nd i can’t do anything or i’ll get fired

04. [ yuta ] look i know we haven’t said anything nice to each other for years and this is a bit sudden but can you hold my hand and pretend to be my partner for the next few minutes cause my ex is coming over and i can’t be on my own for this so lets just pretend we aren’t mortal enemies okay? omg, you’re saying nice things about me and your arms are around my waist and my heart is pounding in my chest and oh god no out of all the people i could crush on why you?

reincarnation aus

01. [ jaehyun | anon ] i meet and fall in love with you in every lifetime at the same age but your age is always different so it never works out and for the first time i’m meeting you when we’re the same age and i’m horrified that i might fuck this up

02. [ doyoung ] i skipped like four cycles of reincarnation and i know you’re pissed at me for leaving you all those lifetimes but it wasn’t my fault please please will you take me back

03. [ yukhei | anon ] i don’t know how to tell you this but the reason you didn’t see me in our last reincarnation cycle is because for some fucked up reason I was reincarnated as your dog

04. [ taeyong | @najaemini ] we keep reincarnating as people who speak different languages and it’s kind of pissing me off because i can never initially confirm if it’s you but at least i keep learning a bunch of cool new languages each lifetime

height difference aus ( specify who is the tol nd who is the smol pls !! ) 

01. [ jacob | anon ] you were trying to reach for a box of cereal and a whole shelf’s-worth of cereal boxes fell on you here let me help

02. [ jeno | anon ] we’re both baristas and sometimes i have trouble reaching for things and i show up to work one day to find a personalized stool with hearts and my name on it i hATE YOU 

03. we’re in art class tgt and i just opened a cupboard to find a tiny person (you) squished inside and you just looked at and said “shh i’m hiding” we’re on the bus and im really not trying to take up your space im sorry i just have rlly rlly long legs 

04. [ juyeon | @jenofanclub ] you’re afraid that you’ll lose me in big crowds so you always hold my hand but now you just hold my hand when there’s only, like, five people around and I’m getting vry suspicious

05. you’re super short and i’m sorry but it’s really really cute whenever you try to reach that book on the top shelf here lemme help you- oh no don’t be embarrassed, your face is all red and you’re even more adorable now i am going to die

competitive aus

01. [ jaemin ] we’re both ‘team leaders’ at a summer camp for little people and you may be hot but goddammit my collection of twelve-year-olds are going to beat yours into the dust

02. i used to be the best baker in the neighbourhood but then you showed up at Mrs Appleby’s 80th birthday with a stack of brownies which almost gave me an orgasm my honour is at stake and im going all out for the next event

03. [ renjun | @najaeminclub ] a mutual friend invited us to their laser tag party and we’re the last two alive on opposite teams and goddammit if im going down you’re going down with me

04. you’re going to be at the halloween party and you’ve won best costume for the past three years but this year i am wearing the best costume ever if you defeat me i will eat my - wait you actually look really cute when did you turn hot what the fuck um

05. [ donghyuck | anon ] we’re always making stupid bets like ‘bet you can’t drink this whole bottle of BBQ sauce’ but then you did and now you’re sick and i feel really bad here let me look after you

06. did you actually just blue shell me on our date you fucker

college aus 

01. [ momo | anon ] excuse me, I know we don’t have assigned seats in college, but I’ve been sitting in this one for eight weeks and it seems you’re in my spot

02. [ lucas | anon ] bless the spring semester stage combat class for practicing on the North Lawn, because watching my crush get sweaty and worked up while pretending to fight people really Does Things to me, okay

03. i was abroad last semester and forgot to fill out the housing form, but your old roommate dropped out so hi, hey, how’s it going, I guess we live together now

04. both of us turned up at the wrong room for this lecture but don’t know where its meant to be 

05. [ lucas | @najaemini ] we live in halls opposite each other and i keep seeing you changing through your window 

witch aus 

01. listen, i know im new at this and all, but you screeching at the top of your tiny frog lungs isn’t going to help anyone, is it????? don’t you dare croak at me in that tone

02. [ jeno | anon ] we’ve been friends for years, so are familiars are really good friends with each other too. nd recently, while we’ve been doing witchy stuff, i’ve noticed that our familiars are growing extremely close and being affectionate towards each other. that’s weird because like our familiars are supposed to represent our subconscious and that’s not how we feel about each other at all… right?

03. [ seulgi | anon ] i borrowed the broomstick you keep in your wardrobe, and while i was cleaning up some lint; it suddenly shOT UPWARDS AND SMASHED INTO THE CEILING WHILE I WAS STILL HOLDING IT AND IT WON’T STOP MOVING GET ME DOWN FROM HERE I SWEAR TO GOD.

ghost aus ( in which one person is a ghost ) 

01. the neighbours asked one time if I had any roommates and i said no and they just looked really confused because they can always hear me shouting or talking to someone. yea, my neighbours think I’m crazy now, so thanks for that.

02. we’ve been arguing for a solid hour about whether Amelia Earheart actually died when the plane supposedly crashed; i don’t care if you met her one time when you were in purgatory. that doesn’t make a difference!

03. my ghost is really temperamental so i sometimes just scream “FUCK OFF” at it really loudly. it quietens down after that.

04. i’ve become so used to all the weird shit that happens in my house that when i invited people over and you were just throwing books around in the hallway, i completely forgot that they aren’t used to it like i am and now they just ran out of the house screaming. 

05. [ johnny | anon ] you’re a ghost and you scared me so much that i died and i literally rose out of the floor two minutes later as a ghost, now we’re stuck together for eternity and now i’m gonna beat your ghost ass.

06. CAN YOU NOT POSSESS DOLLS PLEASE IT’S NOT FUNNY AND IT”S JUST A DICK MOVE AND SCARES THE HECK OUT OF ME EVERY TIME

you know them but you don’t know them aus 

01. my friend can’t stop talking about how they want to set me up with their other friend so we start texting each other and they’re hilarious but shy about meeting and ALSO there’s a cute bike delivery guy who brings my mail at work and winks at me whenever i sign for a package 

02. [ sana | @jenofanclub ] i’m obsessed with a food blogger who writes about cheap ways to be gourmet in your 20s and i flirt with them over comments but they never post pictures of their face and ALSO there’s a really cute grocery bagger at the store down the street who teases me and always asks to join me for dinner and i definitely want to say yes

03. [ jaehyun | @jaehyunclub ] there’s an overnight IT person at school who always answers the phone when i call about a problem with my computer and i totally have a crush on their voice and their exasperation and ALSO the bakery down the street is always running out of my fave scones and the adorable person behind the counter can’t hide their amusement and i think it’s super rude but also super cute 

04. [ lucas | @najaeminclub ] my boss is always telling me how perfect her son would be for me and she promises he’s coming to the next holiday party and don’t worry he’s heard all about me too and ALSO there’s this dude i slept with once a couple of months ago and sometimes he still sends me dick pics when i ask him to at 3 in the morning cause seriously dude’s got a good dick 

05. our kids are bitter rivals and the only time we ever meet is when we’re both called to the principal’s office and whatever maybe i think you’re kind of cute but your kid’s a monster and ALSO someone keeps buying the last everything bagel at my favorite coffee shop 2 minutes before i get there in the morning and has heard about my plight and has started leaving me bragging notes about it 

06. [ changmin | @lovejihoonie ] i hired a dog walking company and i’ve never met the person who comes to my apartment but they leave me really cute notes and they give my dog presents and i kind of love them because my dog does and ALSO one of the artists at this gallery opening is hella cute and i want them to paint me like one of their french girls

??? aus

01. [ jacob | @lovejihoonie ] im calling to cancel our date bc im actually in the er right now, sorry,,,, i mean,,, i guess u can come here,,,, bring me fries 

02. we’re both meant to be going on blind dates with other people but we sat down at the wrong table and got our hopes up

03. a scary-looking person who unintentionally makes kids cry and a daycare volunteer meet at a children-filled park

04. [ sunwoo | anon ] you’re infamous for being an asshole nd i had to sit next you in class. turns out you’re kinda nice one-on-one. 

05. i let you cheat with my answers on a test and then you got the highest grade possible nd now you owe me a HUGE favour.

06. i just got bowled over by your huge-as dog in the park nd now you’re profusely apologizing while trying to hold your dog off 

07. [ kun | anon ] i kind of naturally spoil people and like taking care of them, you’re always getting sick in class / feeling down in class nd omg i think the teacher ships us???

08. [ yuta | @najaemini​ ] you always like to make me embarrassed by leaning in too close or hitting on me, but i’m used to it now nd one day i decided to retaliate

09. [ ten | anon ] ok so when we were little i accidentally mentioned that i had a crush on you but i always thought you didn’t hear me because you just looked at me weird and never commented but now we’re in high school and omg you just introduced me as your boyfriend/girlfriend/datemate wtf we never discussed this!!!

10. [ donghyuck | anon ] why are you so clingy people will think we’re dating- i know we are but you’re the one who wants it to be secret you moron!

11. [ taeyong | @najaeminclub ] i understand that you’re my bodyguard but that was a freaking FRISBEE not a nuclear bomb jesus christ- hey why are you still on top of me and why have i not noticed how beautiful you are? 

12. you’re so perfect and i’m in love with you but i’ve never actually met you and you keep avoiding meeting up, so i called nev and max to help me figure out whether or not you’re catfishing me

13. [ irene | anon ] you had a party and i got really drunk and stole your toaster, so i showed up the next day to return it and you were really hungover so i made you breakfast (but i burnt all of it)

14. [ jungwoo | anon ] you have dimension-jumping powers and you’re mad that literally EVERY OTHER VERSION OF YOURSELF is dating ( insert idol ). then ur idol asks u out and is confused when u screams ‘FUCKING FINALLY, JACKASS!’

15. [ hyunjae | anon ] i suggested we play spin the bottle so i could kiss you, but now everyone else is kissing you except me :/

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[brattypanda0]

The fuck y’all. The fuck. I post one fucking post about how I’m confused about my sexuality...like I know I’m bi because I couldn’t care less about a person’s gender, but I haven’t felt any sexual attraction in several years.

Some fucking asshole comes at me with “congrats you’re typical” so I let her know that she sounded super patronizing. She responds with “grow the fuck up and expand you’re thinking.” For Christ’s sake she 24. I’m a 32 year old fucking bisexual (atm) who grew up Mormon in fucking Utah. I have fucking expanded my thinking.

I used to think being queer was something you could control, that you could just turn off your sexuality like a light switch. I used to think that poor people were just lazy. I used to think that affirmative action was stupid. I used to think that the GOP was the good party. I used to think that the democrats were infallible.

I don’t think those things anymore.

Like, I have chronic depression, ADD, and, surprise, I’m autistic. There are days when I can’t leave my fucking bedroom...

Where does she get off coming for a stranger like that? She’s not some stupid kid, because let’s be honest, I’m going to be much more forgiving of someone under 20 than over 20 because...you know...life experiences.

24 fucking years old - flipping the fuck out because I have the audacity to be confused.

She said, “you just want to be special?” I goddamn think not. I want a word for what I’m feeling so that I can name it. Finding out I had ADD and autism explained so much about my life, my personality, my choices. It has helped me understand why I fail so hard at social cues. 

It helps me understand why I have been fired for no reason twice (the first time, there was literally no reason given, the second time I wasn’t gungho enough about a project which I had already planned out and had a strategy to complete it).

Y’all got to be fucking sensitive when someone opens themselves up like that. If, afterwards, it turns out they are a troll or being an asshole, take it from there.

I did not need this shit tonight. I have made it almost three months without cutting myself and I want to throw that all away right now. I blocked the motherfucker, so she can’t see this.

Guess what? She had stuff about her sexuality and shit in her bio - including she/her as her pronouns - as you can see I didn’t misgender her even though I think she’s got some shitty attitude stuff going on. Why? Misgendering her doesn’t hurt her so much as it would show that my support for trans and enby people was performative, and I try so very hard not to be a performative ally.

I’m crying and pissed and hurt, and I can still show respect for who she is. She came for me, a stranger on the internet, and cut me down. Her behavior was horrible. I hope she realizes that someday.

Goddammit, I didn’t even use easy tags. This asshole was searching through some other shit, don’t know how, and found my post, and decided, “Hey, how about I demean this person?” Then, when I said I thought they were cynical and patronizing decided, “Fuck this person for no reason in particular.”

One of the biggest things I’ve been trying to learn is to apologize for my shitty behavior, and mean it without excuses or rationalizing. I think I do okay, but of course I can’t know that because people won’t fucking spell it out for me...but I keep trying. Goddammit, why couldn’t she have been one of those people.

Fuck fuck fuck. No, I won’t tell you her username. That’s a jerk move.

#don't reblog #long post #cursing

[a-panda-reads-act-omega]

ACT OMEGA PART 8

THE 24/10/16 UPDATE

Woow, another liveblog from your favorite act omega liveblogger. Are there any other livebloggers out there i need to know.  So yeah, here we are with part 8! Big Vriska number for the win. Also only two updates away from double digits! Yeah, I’m not sure I thought this through with the whole update-update format, this might take a L OT of posts to get caught up. Luckily, I have no problem with making a fuckton of posts. Anyways, I think we left off with the kids, so lets hurry up and get back to them!

(Cant post the image. Here’s the link. http://mspfanventures.com/?s=16414&p=47)

GASP, IS thIS SOME MULTIPLE CHOICE SHIT? Well considering I’m forever going to be staying chronological, I suppose I should start with the one on the next page! 

A CHARACTER SELECTION MENU appears through the power of NON-LINEAR STORYTELLING. You know the drill by now, have some free will! Or just go in this order, if you think agency is overrated

ONE | TWO | THREE | FOUR | FIVE

Oh, that’s helpful. Great, I’ll start with ONE then.

The fact that you are a dedicated and loyal reader is obvious and indisputable, so of course you won’t be moving on ahead without having taken a gander at all of the options presented to you.

Obviously! what kinda brainless CHUMP would move on without you explicitly stating to? NOT ME.

Anyways, starting with ONE.

PFt, woah their eyes. 

KANAYA: (Hey) ROXY: oh heeeeey! KANAYA: (Hey To You Again Except Slightly More Quietly) ROXY: (oh sorry)

It seems they gotta be quiet for reasons. H  m m M..

ROXY: (why r we whispering) KANAYA: (I Am Not Entirely Sure)

So they just need to be miss zuipPer lips for no reason then?

KANAYA: (That Just Seems To Be What Everyone Has Lapsed Into Doing) KANAYA: (And Now Speaking In A Normal Volume Will Draw More Attention Than Desired Especially When Attempting To Have A Private Conversation) ROXY: (im lovin this private convo already but you might need to make it snappy)

so everybodys just whispering? do they all got SECRETS? Also, what’s the hurry Roxy?

ROXY: (john looks about ready to get down n dirty with some srs leadership biz)

Oh yeah.

KANAYA: (Alright Then I Will Attempt To Be Brief) KANAYA: (I Wanted To Thank You Again) KANAYA: (For The Matriorb Certainly)

Alright cool! It seems that this Kanaya does remember Roxy giving her the good ol’ matriorb. 

KANAYA: (But Additionally For Everything Else You Have Accomplished Today) KANAYA: (I Know Being The One To Strike The Final Blow Against Our Shared Enemy In The Midst Of Battle Does Not Necessarily Warrant Gratitude But I Thought It Might Be Nice For You To Hear That What You Did Was Appreciated)

What she DID, was prove herself to be a goddamn BADASS. But honestly everybody here’s a badass one way or another. 

KANAYA: (At Least By Me) KANAYA: (On Behalf Of My Species As Well As All Those Who Suffered At The Behest Of The Condesce) KANAYA: (And All Those That May Now Be Born And Live Free Of Tyranny) KANAYA: (You Did Good)

Pft, nice. “Ya did good, kid.” 

ROXY: (omg i am cri)

goddammit these lines always manage to be fucking perfect.

ROXY: (that wasnt brief @ all but twas so so bootiful) ROXY: (gdi cmere moms big loveable space gf)

OK this doesn’t need to be stated, but I fucking love roxy.

KANAYA: (Um I Would Prefer It If We Saved The Hug For Later Maybe) ROXY: (aww ok thats cool)

nO FUCKING HUG NOW

KANAYA: (Anyway I Have Only Just Met You But You Have Already Proven Yourself To Be Just As Extraordinary An Individual As Your...) KANAYA: (Uh) KANAYA: (Rose)

Nice Kanaya.

ROXY: (as my rose?) KANAYA: (Yes Your Rose) ROXY: (;D)

ITS CONFIRMED, Rose is Roxy’s Rose. this conversation is so cute.

See you’re still over there TZ. Whatcha lookin at? The uh... oh youre blind. what are you doing terezi?? come on girl, celebrate!

ROXY: (okay looks like john got distracted by somethin) ROXY: (so since we got a little more time to chat it up) ROXY: (and so long as were exchangin bomb as FUCK felicitations) ROXY: (youre not so shabby yourself yknow) ROXY: (like damn i was absolutely right youre one deadly customer)

Yeah no fuckin kidding, this girl knows how to kick ass.

ROXY: (seeing u whip out that BEASTLY CHAINSAW) ROXY: (was a sight to behold)

PFt, that was nothing. You should have seen when she single handedly put three of the most dangerous characters on the meteor out of commision. 

KANAYA: (I Really Did Not Do All That Much Surprisingly) KANAYA: (Or Perhaps Unsurprisingly) KANAYA: (I Am Not Sure If I Was Erring On The Side Of Caution After All) KANAYA: (Out Of Consideration For The Gift You Gave Me) KANAYA: (Or If Perhaps I Was Simply Unpracticed)

Well yeah, she didnt do as much in this battle as the others.  But like she said, she had the matriorb to keep safe. PLUS, she wasnt godtier. So yeah Kanaya, you’re excused from doing your makeup during the final epic battle.

ROXY: (who cares??) ROXY: (we WON) ROXY: (gave that witch what was COMING TO HER) ROXY: (and thats the end of that no point gettin our knickers all in a twist over it no more)

Roxy’s got the right idea. There doesn’t gotta be any more “proving yourself.” You did the battle, and you came out on top!  JUst be done with it.

KANAYA: (Yes I Suppose Youre Right) KANAYA: (Though I Do Wonder How Things Might Have Gone If I Had Attempted To Dust Off One Of The Old Fraymotifs)

Oh shit, Kanaya’s got fraymotifs? And also, you can use fraymotifs without being godtier?

oh. wait. terezi isnt godtier is she? Yeah, you totally can use fraymotifs without godtier.

ROXY: (no kidding!) ROXY: (yeah that woulda been pretty badass) ROXY: (we could have had a sick combo) ROXY: (void and...) ROXY: (uh) KANAYA: (Space) ROXY: (right yeah space)

Well too bad you’ll never have the opportunity to USE that sick deadly combo!

I am ONE HUNDRED percent sure that will be the case

i am SO SURE

nobody has to die anymore

so

completely sure.

KANAYA: (It May Have Indeed Been Sick But Upon Further Reflection Perhaps Not)

No kanaya, it would be SUPER fuckin badass dont even give me that shit.

ROXY: (wait rly) ROXY: (how come?) KANAYA: (I Dont Feel Like I Ever Got The Opportunity To Truly Get In Touch With My Aspect Like You) KANAYA: (It Has Never Seemed Pertinent That I Be Able To Cast Some Sort Of Spacey Enchantment) KANAYA: (In Fact I Have Yet To Stumble Across A Scenario I Could Not Handle Through More Traditional Methods) ROXY: (u mean a deadly body slam full a sharp metal teeth twice the length of your head) KANAYA: (Yes Precisely) KANAYA: (That Tends To Cover The Bases Pretty Well)

WELL, Chainsaws do seem to cover many different issues. Mainly the ones which involve somebody needing to be cut the fuck in half. But I dont know if being “In touch” with your aspect was ever really a thing. I mean, when did John become “in touch” with his aspect? He just sorta got the powers and did shit with them. i dont really know what that has to do with it- wait a goddamn second. People always associate the wind aspect with like independence and shit, right? And.. the last thing that happened before John went godtier, was a choice. Given to him by Vriska, who for the first time decided to step back and let him decide what to do on his own. Whether or not she would have owned up to what she said about letting him decide how to fall asleep, he still made the choice and went with it on is own. So maybe that’s got something to do with it.

Or maybe I’m just an idiot.

ROXY: (well you know what thats cool) ROXY: (u do u) ROXY: (besides) ROXY: (hopefully there wont be any more reason for you to wreck shit)

GOddammit stop saying shit like that

KANAYA: (That Would Be Ideal I Suppose) KANAYA: (However It Is Always Wise To Be Prepared) KANAYA: (Just In Case) ROXY: (ofc!) ROXY: (and hey) ROXY: (just cuz we won the game doesnt mean there wont be any more opportunities to like) ROXY: (explore yourself and your aspect) ROXY: (our cool powers are too friggin handy for them to just stop bein relevant once we walk thru a magic door)

SPeaking of which, can THEY HURRY UP AND WALK THROUGH THE MAGIC FUCKING DOOR YET IM GETTING ANXIOUS.

ROXY: (maybe someday youll get the chance to blitz ur chakras and get spacey w it) ROXY: (and itll be at your own pace instead of having to rush it for the sake of fixing some giant spacetastrophe) KANAYA: (That Does Sound Nice)

YES IT DOES NOW HURRY UP THROUGH THE DOOR SO THAT BECOMES A REALITY COME THE FUCK ON JOHN

KANAYA: (Considering Right Now I Am Very Unsure Of How To Even Begin Blitzing Those Particular Chakras) ROXY: (i bet u can ask john) ROXY: (hes rly good at givin advice for stuff like that)

YES HE IS BUT HE ISNT GOOD AT OPENING DOORS AAAAA

ROXY: (tho he probably doesnt even know it pffff) KANAYA: (You Are Also Very Good At Giving Advice) KANAYA: (That Was Not Necessarily A Request I Simply Thought I Should Point That Out) ROXY: (TOO BAD youre gettin some anyway ;P) ROXY: (rly tho ive hardly even begun to wrestle my voidy powers into submission) ROXY: (still got a loooooong way to go on that front) ROXY: (but thus far most of my blitzing has just been like) ROXY: (being around the thing) ROXY: (and letting myself embrace this like) ROXY: (natural synergy i got going w it) KANAYA: (When You Say) KANAYA: (The Thing) KANAYA: (Do You Mean Nothing) KANAYA: (Considering Your Aspect Presides Over Literal Nothingness)

Yes Kanaya, this is exactly what she means.

ROXY: (pffft) ROXY: (yes thats what i mean :p) KANAYA: (Okay I Was Just Attempting To Clarify) KANAYA: (How Does One Surround Themselves With The Concept Of Nonexistence) ROXY: (i dunno!) ROXY: (when u put it that way it does sound pretty mind bending) ROXY: (i guess ive just been lucky?) ROXY: (or maybe the nothing is naturally attracted to me and lucks got nothin to do w it)

WELL YEAh, what isnt naturally attracted to you? Guys i just really love roxy help

ROXY: (but yeah i got that voidy ring @ one point) ROXY: (and when john started getting to fixing the timeline he took me to a place that felt like) ROXY: (the nothingest nothing to ever unexist) KANAYA: (That Sounds Interesting) KANAYA: (What Was It Like)

Probably nothing.

THATS a cool panel right there.

ROXY: (well it was) ROXY: (white) ROXY: (but not pure white) ROXY: (just slightly off) ROXY: (and) ROXY: (it was super vast) ROXY: (but not like regular outer space where you can actually see stuff like stars stretch on and on til you cant see it anymore) ROXY: (which at least gives u a sense of distance) ROXY: (but instead it was almost claustrophobic) ROXY: (cuz there was nothing there) ROXY: (you and all the other somethings just completely enveloped by a shrink wrap o absence)

HUmm.. thats pretty interesting to say the least. Not really sure what to think of it though! Just pretty nifty.

KANAYA: (Hmmmm) ROXY: (never really tried putting this into words) ROXY: (i think the thing about it was that the void sort of) ROXY: (changed) ROXY: (depending on how i chose to perceive it) ROXY: (cause the whole point is that its kinda like) ROXY: (idk) ROXY: (maybe a little like binary) KANAYA: (Binary?)

too bad sollux is dead he’d get a kick outta this.

did anybody make this connection. computer hacker guy who likes two’s. Binary. man. i feel like everybody did.

ROXY: (yknow binary) ROXY: (computer language) ROXY: (0011101100101001)

TRANSLATOr HELP

“;)“

omfg she just winked in binary.

KANAYA: (Oh That) ROXY: (the way that works is basically) ROXY: (you have a bit) ROXY: (like a computery bit) ROXY: (and it can say either 0 or 1) ROXY: (and dependin on which it is the computer displays the info differently) ROXY: (but the void is like a completely blank bit) ROXY: (there isnt a 0 or a 1 written on the bit yet but thats all were programmed to understand yknow) ROXY: (like 0 is technically nothing but whats important is that theres something there for you to see) ROXY: (but what im gettin at is that really void is just blank space waiting to be written on) ROXY: (by somebody like yours truly) ROXY: (im the computer and youre the person reading the display)

Oh. That’s pretty cool and shit. 

OH shes gettin all magicky here

ROXY: (and my whole voidy thing) ROXY: (is that i gotta figure out the code for whatever i wanna make exist) ROXY: (and write it on the blank bits) ROXY: (then) ROXY: (i snatch em outta the void!)

Oh AGAIN. YEAh, roxys power seems a lot cooler now.

ROXY: (yoink!!!)

*gasp*

nice lipstick yo

Kanaya is so fucking cute oml. She looks kinda dumbfounded by this lipstick.

KANAYA: (Wow) KANAYA: (That Was Really Quite Insightful Roxy) KANAYA: (I Think I Am Already Beginning To Understand Things Better) KANAYA: (But What Is This) ROXY: (p sure its lipstick!) ROXY: (and its 4 u) ROXY: (i dont rly know if pinks ur color but) ROXY: (here it is anyway!)

Oh god help me im already starting to ship it.

KANAYA: (Another Gift) KANAYA: (Why) ROXY: (daaaaw i dunno) ROXY: (i mean its actually kinda cool i was able to make this at all) ROXY: (i bet it must be bc of you somehow) ROXY: (you like lipstick right?) KANAYA: (Yes) ROXY: (i dont know if this is just me but i bet this is totes a thing w space players) ROXY: (like i get the vibe that u guys r more in touch with the objects around you) ROXY: (specially the ones thatre important to you) KANAYA: (I Suppose...)

HMm.. Interesting bit of aspect analysis. That could possibly be a thing.

ROXY: (well?) ROXY: (ru gonna take it or what) KANAYA: (I Really Cant Accept This) KANAYA: (I Was Attempting To Alleviate The Debt Of Gratitude I Have Already Been Accumulating Towards You) KANAYA: (A Measly Thank You Is Hardly Enough) KANAYA: (And Yet You Present Me With Even More To Be Thankful For)

COme on Kanaya dont be like that. Just take the thing and be hAPPY! you dont gotta prove yourself for a gift.

ROXY: (man thats not how this works) ROXY: (you dont owe me nothin) ROXY: (but heck if it makes u feel better) ROXY: (the space egg wasnt rly 4 u it was 4 all the little trollings that need to be born) ROXY: (skewering the batterwitch was definitely 4 me and earth and stuff) ROXY: (and the lipstick is to thank u for takin such good care of my mom :D)

Dont you mean your Rose?

KANAYA: (... That Does Make Me Feel Slightly Better) ROXY: (so youll take it??) KANAYA: (Okay) ROXY: (hella) KANAYA: (Thank You) KANAYA: (Again) ROXY: (dont mention it!)

She will likely mention this many times.

WEll that was the end for their interaction I suppose, so it seems like we get one page of another interaction then? I guess Dirk and Jake.

Ohp, yep. Jeez they look awkward.

DIRK: (... So.) JAKE: (...) DIRK: (...) DIRK: (That was some fight, huh.)

Goddammit this is awkward. 

JAKE: (Oh yes that sure was a doozy of a brawl we all just participated in.) JAKE: (Or rather multiple brawls.) DIRK: (I think you’re probably up to speed on exactly how well mine went.) JAKE: (Um.) JAKE: (Should i be?) DIRK: (Nevermind.)

Just another beheading of good ol’ Dirk. Seems like that’s a common thing for him. 

((OhOFOHSANSIJFN  HOLY SHIT I PRESSED A BUTTON AND FOR A SECOND I THOUGHT I ALMOST DELETED EVERYTHING I WROTE DAMMIT TUMBLR GIVE ME WARNINGS))

JAKE: (Sorry... its just difficult to, uh...) DIRK: (Don’t be sorry. It doesn’t actually matter.) JAKE: (The important part is you won right?) DIRK: (Yeah...) DIRK: (How did yours go?) DIRK: (If you feel like sharing, that is.) JAKE: (Oh i won too!) DIRK: (Well. Obviously.) DIRK: (I meant... like.) DIRK: (Specifically, HOW you won.) DIRK: (I’d be down to hear some details of all the kickassery you've been dishing out.) DIRK: (That must've been pretty crazy solo.)

Come ONNNN guys, quit dancing around the topic here. Somethings bothering you and its making everything shitty.

JAKE: (Oh.) JAKE: (Well i wasnt alone for long actually.) JAKE: (In fact it was quite the clusterfuck of skeletons sprites and green goblin brutes!) JAKE: (That crabby troll fellow even showed up at one point.) JAKE: (He seemed to be having a difficult time with one of the tinier rascals but i was up to my ears in fracas and fisticuffs myself and couldnt really lend him a hand.)

Dammit Karkat. I love him, but god he’s adorably pathetic in fights.

DIRK: (It looks like he’s alright, so no harm done.) DIRK: (How many of those green dudes were there again?) JAKE: (Im fairly certain there were 14.) DIRK: (And you trounced all of them?) JAKE: (Actually k...carat dealt with one of them i think.) JAKE: (They were small but a decidedly tricky foe. It was scurrying around so fast i dont think a single one of my bullets even grazed it!)

He has ALLLL the luck Jake, ALL of it!  Honestly, can we get a Vriska/Clover battle?

DIRK: (Well, shit. Sounds tough.) DIRK: (Still, my score reads "Jake: 13, Goblins: 0".) DIRK: (Oh, and I’m pretty sure the name you’re looking for is Karkat.) JAKE: (Is that so?) DIRK: (Yup.) JAKE: (My mistake then...) DIRK: (Don’t worry about it.)

Dammit Jake, don’t be so fucking hard on yourself. I feel bad for him now. Like, he’s beating himself up over not knowing a complete strangers name.

JAKE: (Have you spoken to him at all yet?) DIRK: (Nah.) JAKE: (Would you like to?) DIRK: (I guess? Sure.) DIRK: (He and Dave seem to be in the middle of something, though. No point in interrupting.) DIRK: (Besides, I’m talking to you right now.) JAKE: (...) DIRK: (...)

(...)

Alright dammit, I guess we’ll see if they get over whatever’s bugging them in the next update, because that’s the last page. Seeya next time and whatnot folks.

#homestuck #homestuck liveblog #act omega #act omega liveblog #hs act omega #hs act omega liveblog

[celiocian-blog]

And How’s Your Monday Going?

I told you people I would write. Here’s this POS I wrote for a contest for school.

You know, I’m not a fan of people. They can be a real bunch of bastards. Going around killing, stealing, breaking hearts. I know what you’re thinking - one of these things is not like the other. But it is just as serious. When a heart shatters, that’s all a person can think about for at least a solid week. How you want the one that did it to suffer as much as you, how you want them completely obliterated from the face of the planet…

Breakups are hard. Emotions are painful. And people strive to destroy your emotions, every last ounce of humanity a person may have. And yet, it is still a human pastime. Why? We still don’t know. Humans are cruel beings. And I want the heart of the man that did it-

Well. Ain’t that a load of shit. Sure, I agree with the people info, but goddamn, quit listening to the classical music while you type. You’re gonna die of a busted heart from somebody that didn’t even exist. Creepy freak.

I sat up from lounging across my couch, or at least tried my hardest to. Thing was sinking bad, but what can you do? Being a bachelor isn’t a life of glitz and gold. And glitter. I think glitter should be in that sentence too. It’s sparkly and all that jazz. At least I have time to read, if you call that depressing dreck a piece of literature. Either way, I snapped the book shut and tossed it halfway across the room, barely missing the cat.

Sorry, Sinbad. But you shouldn't be in the center of the room. Quit licking your ass while you’re at it.

I hopped up and brought my arms into the air, bending my back backwards in a lackluster attempt to remove the kinks from my spinal column. Nearly freaking snapped my spine at the sudden damn car horn, though. Mofos need to learn to drive in this damned city, don’t want a Buick driving through the front wall.

I tossed my old shirt that I slept in across the room and made a lazy beeline towards my bedroom, in other words, my closet. Not much was bound to be in there, though. Probably needed to do laundry - shit kept popping up all the damn time. The very fact that I had any work-acceptable dress shirts was in and of itself a miracle gracing the face of the planet.

To be honest, dress shirts and khakis with ties are some of the plainest shit known to man. Seriously, at least let us wear jeans or something, goddamn. And the ties, God, the ties, those freaking fashionable nooses. And I have to do this all in the god-forsaken morning, you fucking asshole boss.

Okay, maybe he’s not too big an asshole, but still. He makes us get up in the morning. But he did give me that raise… And the whole living situation thing… But still! Morning!

Okay, scratch that. I just complain about a lot of shit. Mornings included. Goddamn, do I hate mornings.

After a few select curses, I eventually find those ugly ass pants and pull them on, moaning and groaning the entire time that I do. It’s cold in the room, which means these nuthuggers are just as freakin' cold. Then again, it’s New York in late November. What else is to be expected? I guess this means I need to invest in a better trenchcoat for the the winter season. Or a parka. Just something warmer than the piece of cloth I have now.

I feel kinda guilty turning the heat on in the apartment. It’s technically not mine, after all. Then whose is it, you ask? My boss’s. Soooooo… Yeah. Not an asshole. Needed a place to stay post-divorce and he offered up his apartment for when he had late nights. Nice and fully furnished at least, but it’s creepy sleeping in my boss’s bed. Hence the couch.

After a whirlwind of clothes and tripping over random shit, I finally began my trek to work. Pros of being in this apartment: close to work. Cons: close to work. Well, could be worse. Like I said, my boss is nice and my coworkers are the same for the most part. I’m head of IT so I have to deal with stupidity a lot, but most everyone is pretty competent. Mostly.

Grabbing my phone before heading out probably would’ve been a mistake if not for the fact that I desperately needed it. Apparently, some freaking person decided to call and leave a voicemail! Who the fuck does that anymore? Does anyone even remember their voicemail password besides me? I think not!

Popping in the quadruple digit code brought me to the box itself. “You have one new message from Neil.” Neil? Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck. If there was anyone’s voice I didn’t want to hear, it was Neil’s. He was probably still aiming to take all my money and my video games and my cat and by god, I was not going to let that happen.

Manning up the best I could, I pressed the button to listen to the message. Maybe he decided to be civil. “Hey, Baxter, I need to talk to you. Just some stuff here that I figured you might like that I think you left by accident. A few books, a picture or two. Your rings are still here, too. Maybe we could meet up for coffee at that place you like and talk about it.”

He was quiet for a moment, probably trying to think of some way to lure me back to him. “Anyway, um, I hope you’re doing well. The flat’s pretty quiet without you and Sinbad.” He laughed softly, in that way that made me melt when I was still naive. “I still love you. If you ever want t0 think about getting back together, I’m here-”

I hung up and quickly deleted the message, giving myself a moment to catch my breath. There was no way in hell that I would be going back to that ass, not after everything he did to me these past three years. I was done with him. I swallowed down what little ounce of a panic attack that was trying to creep its way in and left the apartment.

Having been raised New York, hiking through snow is an easy yet still interesting thing to do. Boots are your friend and you should always hunch forwards to move your center of gravity. Make sure to make a pissed off face, too, to get everyone out of your way. It scares people and makes them more intimated. I’ve since mastered this fine art of resting bitch face-ery, especially today after that fucking moment dealing with fuck his face Neil. At least, I thought I had mastered it, but the guy I bumped into, whoo boy. He really took the cake.

Imagine as pretty a face a man can have - full pouty lips, long eyelashes, dark blue eyes that nearly fucking pierced into your soul… And the most annoyed scowl I had ever seen in my life. Like, parts of the guy’s face looked mid twenties, others looked pushing on thirty. He stood in front of my office building, tip tap typing away on his cell phone like a goddamn teenage girl and scaring people off with the RBF that only the gods could have granted. Bet he was a prick to talk to.

I made very sure to whistle the Kill Bill whistle as I walked into the building. By god, I was going to make Mr. Shit Face aware of his own existence to everyone around him. Only, I guess I didn’t expect him to follow after me inside. Was he gonna kill me? Shit, maybe the whistle really was a bad idea. If I get murdered, I’m gonna be pissed.

I resisted the urge to spin a few times through the revolving doors before being met with the way too fancy lobby. This was supposed to be a charity, right? Especially those fancy-ass elevators which I made a bee-line for, immediately forgetting the whistle… Only for it to be slammed shut in front of me. Stairs it is, but hey, maybe the excruciating pain in my legs will null out the excruciating pain in my heart.

I turned the corner around the elevator and found the rarely used stairs door. I mean, seriously people. Why do stairwells all look the same? All concrete and bland and prison-slash-highschool looking. I scowled to myself and began making my way up, trying desperately to not trip while walking up the stairs.

Okay, he was following me to and up the stairs. Maybe I should’ve taken the elevator today, after all. Still not too skippy of this guy stalking after me as if he was going to kill me. Both of us up two floors, three floors, four floors. What the fuck? The hell is this guy trying to do? I really wasn’t entertained with the idea of the last person’s voice I had listened to being Neil’s.

I scrambled through the door that led to my floor and this FUCK was still following me! Goddammit, time to man up twice in one day! I spun around to him as he walked through and stared him down (awkwardly, yet literally… he was a couple inches shorter than me). “H-Hey! You got a bone to pick with me or something?”

He blinked and tilted his head to the side an inch, causing a dark lock of curly hair to fall. Wait, don’t tell me I jumped to conclusions. Oh shit oh shit oh shit. “Pardon?”

Wait, what? Was he seriously not going after me? Did I really just jump to conclusions? Maybe this divorce was getting to me head… Goddammit, was that a blush coming to my cheeks and I am not a smart man. “You were following me! What do you want from me?!”

He kept on with the owl-eyed stare before slowly shaking his head, his lips curling into a tiny smile. Goddammit, I did jump to conclusions. Fuck me sideways-

Aaaaaaand he’s gone crazy. Interrupting me from my mental scolding was him suddenly bursting out into this weird fit of laughter. And by fit, I mean full on, eyes closed and watering, hand over mouth, practically at a right angle he’s hunched over so much fit. Goddammit, I was not funny. And that was not funny.

Not that I could actually get around to protesting because the moment I came out of my shocked stupor, his laughter was winding down. Stupid little grin still plastered to his stupid little face, he reached up and pat my shoulder. “Thanks for that. I really needed it after what I went through this morning.” And with that, he walked off! That stupid little prick just disappeared into the distance, off to whatever department he worked for!

Wait. What department did he work for? Now that I think about it, I don’t think i had ever seen him around before. And this may be a big company, but I usually recognize people that work here. But nope, this guy was a brand spanking new hire. Obviously not IT, I didn’t have to deal with the interview process.

Whatever, I’d probably be getting an email begging me to fix his new computer. “Help me!” he’d say. “I’m stupid with computers!” Ahhh, aren’t they all? And that, ladies and gents is why I have job security.

I made damn sure to avoid every desk I could see, trying my hardest to not be spotted for some sort of tech help. It was like a weird game of hide and seek. Except being caught would lead to you being miserable for the next hour. Yay work.

Long story short, I made it past the hoards of sheeple to my office and plopped right down in my chair, turning on my computer in hopes of a lack of emails. Apparently, the boss man decided to be nice to everyone because they was only one in the inbox and the subject was “New Hire.” Yay, home team! I get to figure out who bug face is!

I leaned forward into my hand with my elbow on the desk (probably like you are right now) and skimmed through. Blah blah blah, recent hire, blah blah blah, be nice, blah blah blah, oh look, name! Apparently this guy was named “Isidore Elijay.” That was certainly a hell of a name.

Now to check and see where he was working. I don’t remember anyone saying they were looking for new hires recently, maybe he was just an intern. But then again, he looked too old to be one. God, come on, email, enough with this fluff!

Wait.

Does that say what I think it says?

“Isidore has been hired as my new personal assistant. Hence, I certainly expect you to give him the utmost respect.”

Awwww, shit.

#writing #my writng #Baxter #Codename: IDK #first person

[puns-and-fics-has-moved]

Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Hamilton

Part 3/6

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Pairing: jamilton (hamilton x jefferson)

Premise: modern law school au – Thomas works at the law library where Alex spends all his time.

Tags: @overrealityy @empyrealsakaki @gum-and-chips

Word Count: 1640

Warnings: cussing (if i missed anything, let me know)

a/n: thank you for all the people that have read this <3 - if you want to be tagged, hmu - there’ll probably be 3 more parts after this if all goes according to plan

p.s. i finally got an ask box up and working, so if you have requests, please send them!!! 

“How was your class?” John asked into his phone.

“Meh, boring as always. I’m gonna stay at the library for a bit,” was Alexander’s reply.

“By ‘for a bit’ do you mean until midnight?”

“Probably… sorry babe.”

“S’okay,” John shrugged, feeling a little hurt.

“Okay… I’ll see you tonight?” Alex said. John guessed he was probably anxious to get off the phone and do some work.

John laughed, picturing his boyfriend’s no doubt impatient expression. “Yeah, see you tonight. I love you.”

“You too,” Alex said quickly and hung up.

“Bye,” John said too late. He pocketed the phone and flopped down on the couch, opening his laptop.  

He quickly scanned over his article before submitting it to his boss, then he leaned back. That was all he had to do for the day. He sighed and started looking through the classifieds online. Literally nobody was hiring. John closed his laptop in frustration.

He started making himself a cup of tea, but was interrupted by his phone buzzing angrily against his thigh. He pulled it out and answered the call – it was his dad.

“H-hi dad,” John said, always nervous when it came to his father.

“How are you, son?”

“Oh, you know. I’m okay. Wh-what’s up? Why are you calling?”

“Well, I have some exciting news!”

Exciting news? John’s heart rate picked up. That could mean so many things, but what was good news for his father was often bad news for John. He would never forget the time that “exciting news” had meant his father found him a girlfriend, leading to John’s awkward coming out…

“What is it?” John asked.

“There’s a job for you at The Post and Courier! It’s full-time, it pays well, and you can come back to Charleston.”

John’s breath caught in his throat.

“What do you say, John?”

“I- I don’t know, I’ll – I guess I’ll have to talk to Alex, but – thank you!” John stuttered out.

“I don’t see why you have to talk to Alexander, John. This is a once in a lifetime opportunity!

“Dad, we live together, I can’t just… never mind. Can I call you back tonight?”

“…Yes, John. But really think about this. It’s your dream job!”

“…Yeah, I know. But I gotta go,” John lied.

“Love you, kid.”

“You too,” John mumbled, hanging up.

“You too,” Alex said, quickly hanging up on John and running back to Thomas’ cart. Alexander had been following Thomas around for almost half an hour, occasionally yanking himself up onto Thomas’ book cart and being pulled around the stacks.

“Have you ever seen 500 Days of Summer?” Alex asked Thomas.

“Oh yeah! I love that movie!”

“Yeah, it’s good, I guess.”

“What do you mean, ‘I guess’? It’s the best rom-com of the decade!” Thomas protested in a whisper, placing a book on the highest shelf.

“It’s still about straight white people falling in love,” Alex countered, pushing himself up so that he was sitting on the top shelf of the cart.

“Fair enough,” Thomas conceded, laughing a little, “but at least it’s somewhat original, you know? And I like Zooey Deschanel and Joseph Gordon-Levitt.”

“Yeah, they’re cute,” Alexander agreed grudgingly. “But still.”

“But still,” Thomas concurred. “Hey, don’t you have schoolwork to do?”

Alex sighed dramatically and ran his fingers through his hair. “It’s beneath me.”

“Hey, move your ass,” Thomas demanded, trying to reach a book that Alex was all but sitting on. Alex sighed again and hopped off the cart, landing on his ankle sideways and stumbling forward. Thomas caught him smoothly as Alex’s head crashed into the taller man’s chest.

A little too late, Alexander pulled away, bright red. Thomas’ rock hard abs had not gone unnoticed by the shorter man. Thomas was flushed as well, and he turned away to shelve more books.

“See Alex, if you just moved a little slower, you could maybe stay upright,” Thomas said once he’d regained his composure, turning to laugh at his friend.

“Are you suggesting that I go your pace? Because falling down is better than being outpaced by turtles.”

“You’ve used turtles before, Alex, you’ve gotta come up with something more original.”

“My boyfriend likes turtles, they come to mind easily.”

Thomas froze up. Boyfriend. Right. “It’s John, right? Your boyfriend, I mean?”

Alex looked down. “Uh, yeah. John Laurens.”

“Oh! He writes for The Gargoyle, right?”

“Yeah. Wow, you actually read it? I thought no one did.”

“From time to time, yeah. He’s a good writer…” Thomas looked away awkwardly.

“Yeah…” Alex shrugged noncommittally, not wanting to discuss John with Thomas, of all people.

An awkward silence fell between them. Thomas continued to shelve books, Alex kicked himself for bringing up John. His own feelings aside, maybe Thomas wasn’t comfortable with him being bi? They’d never talked about it before. Alex kind of thought that Thomas was gay, but he couldn’t be sure.

“What about you?” Alex asked, trying to gauge the situation.

“What about me?” Thomas returned, sighing as he found a whole stack of books some law student had shoved on the wrong shelf.

“Do you have a girlfriend? Boyfriend? Significant other?”

Thomas’ face coloured. “Um… no. There’s no one. Some people say me and my roommate are like an old married couple, but no.”

Goddammit, Alex thought. That still didn’t answer his question.

Thomas had an idea of what Alex was getting at, and so elaborated. “I dated this guy for a while a few months back, but it never really turned into anything. He just wanted someone to hook up with.”

Alex smiled a little (confirming Thomas’ suspicions), but then said, “I’ve been there. It sucks. I’m sure… someone’ll come along.”

“Yeah. Someone,” Thomas agreed, cheeks flushing.

“You know what –” Alexander began, but was cut off by his phone vibrating. “Oh, one second.”

As soon as he answered the call, his boyfriend’s frantic voice spilled through the speaker, “Babe, I need you to come home right now.”

“Are you okay? What’s wrong? What happened?” Alex anxiously demanded, his heartrate picking up.

“No, I’m fine, don’t panic. I just – I need your help with a decision. It’s a big one.”

Alexander sighed in relief. “Okay. I’ll be home in 20 minutes.”

“Thank you so much. I love you.”

“See you soon. Bye.” Alex hung up.

“Everything okay?” Thomas asked to be polite, though he’d overheard the majority of their conversation.

“Yeah, I think so. I just have to go home,” Alexander sighed. He was pretty reluctant to leave.

“I hope John’s okay.”

“Yeah, I’m sure he’s fine,” Alex said somewhat callously. “You’ll be here tomorrow?”

“No, I don’t work weekends. I’ll be here on Monday, though. Eight to close.”

“I’ll see you then,” Alex said with a big smile. He began to walk away, at a slower pace than usual, glancing back over his shoulder once or twice to see Thomas busily shelving books.

When he was only about five feet away, guilt flooding him, he asked, “But maybe I can call you?”

Thomas smiled. “Yeah, sure.” He grabbed Alex’s phone and entered his phone number.

“Thanks. Bye.” Alex ran away, leaving Thomas amused but wary. He had to get over this guy.

“I’m home!” Alex called as soon as he closed the door behind him.

John came running out of the living room and attacked his boyfriend with a hug. Alex wrapped his arms reassuringly around the man, kissing his temple.

“What’s going on?” he asked as John stepped away, still holding onto Alex’s hips.

“My dad called.”

“Oh.” Alex walked into the kitchen, grabbed himself a beer, and sat down at the kitchen table with a humph. “Okay, continue.”

John sat down at the table as well and began rambling. “He called just out of the blue you know and he told me he had exciting news, which kind of worried me, because, you know, that could mean anything. But then, like, he said there’s a job for me at a newspaper! And, like, not just any newspaper, but The Post and Courier! Like, that’s unbelievable! But, you know, I’d have to move back to Charleston, and I wasn’t sure if I wanted to do that, and so I told my dad that I’d have to ask you and he was like ‘why?’ and I was like, ‘cause we live together, and I told him I would call him back tonight with my answer, and then I called you and now you’re here.”

John took a gasping breath as he finished his long-winded story. Alexander was till trying to process all that had been said. He bided his time by taking a large gulp of beer.

“So…” John said, still flushed from his speech. “What do I do, babe?”

Alex’s eyes flashed up at the helpless note in his boyfriend’s voice. He took John’s freckled hand in his own. John smiled gratefully at the comforting contact.

“I need a second,” Alex said. “Still processing.”

“Sorry.”

Alexander considered all the information. In the past little while, Alex knew he hadn’t paid enough attention to John. He felt guilty about it, but at the same time, he just wasn’t feeling as excited by their relationship as he used to be. He didn’t look forward to going home, and he’d been finding it hard to say “I love you.” His mind went to Thomas as it had so often done in the past week. Maybe, if he and John were broken up – if John went to South Carolina – then he could ask Thomas out. The idea released butterflies in his stomach, and he knew what he had to do.

With a pang of sadness, Alex said, “Okay.”

“You’ve processed?” John asked, scooting forward to the edge of his seat.

“Yeah.”

“And?”

“And… I think you should take it. You should go to South Carolina.”

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[guns-and-squips]

Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Hamilton

Part 3/6

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Pairing: jamilton (hamilton x jefferson)

Premise: modern law school au – Thomas works at the law library where Alex spends all his time.

Tags: @overrealityy @empyrealsakaki @gum-and-chips

Word Count: 1640

Warnings: cussing (if i missed anything, let me know)

a/n: thank you for all the people that have read this <3 - if you want to be tagged, hmu - there’ll probably be 3 more parts after this if all goes according to plan

p.s. i finally got an ask box up and working, so if you have requests, please send them!!! 

“How was your class?” John asked into his phone.

“Meh, boring as always. I’m gonna stay at the library for a bit,” was Alexander’s reply.

“By ‘for a bit’ do you mean until midnight?”

“Probably… sorry babe.”

“S’okay,” John shrugged, feeling a little hurt.

“Okay… I’ll see you tonight?” Alex said. John guessed he was probably anxious to get off the phone and do some work.

John laughed, picturing his boyfriend’s no doubt impatient expression. “Yeah, see you tonight. I love you.”

“You too,” Alex said quickly and hung up.

“Bye,” John said too late. He pocketed the phone and flopped down on the couch, opening his laptop.  

He quickly scanned over his article before submitting it to his boss, then he leaned back. That was all he had to do for the day. He sighed and started looking through the classifieds online. Literally nobody was hiring. John closed his laptop in frustration.

He started making himself a cup of tea, but was interrupted by his phone buzzing angrily against his thigh. He pulled it out and answered the call – it was his dad.

“H-hi dad,” John said, always nervous when it came to his father.

“How are you, son?”

“Oh, you know. I’m okay. Wh-what’s up? Why are you calling?”

“Well, I have some exciting news!”

Exciting news? John’s heart rate picked up. That could mean so many things, but what was good news for his father was often bad news for John. He would never forget the time that “exciting news” had meant his father found him a girlfriend, leading to John’s awkward coming out…

“What is it?” John asked.

“There’s a job for you at The Post and Courier! It’s full-time, it pays well, and you can come back to Charleston.”

John’s breath caught in his throat.

“What do you say, John?”

“I- I don’t know, I’ll – I guess I’ll have to talk to Alex, but – thank you!” John stuttered out.

“I don’t see why you have to talk to Alexander, John. This is a once in a lifetime opportunity!

“Dad, we live together, I can’t just… never mind. Can I call you back tonight?”

“…Yes, John. But really think about this. It’s your dream job!”

“…Yeah, I know. But I gotta go,” John lied.

“Love you, kid.”

“You too,” John mumbled, hanging up.

“You too,” Alex said, quickly hanging up on John and running back to Thomas’ cart. Alexander had been following Thomas around for almost half an hour, occasionally yanking himself up onto Thomas’ book cart and being pulled around the stacks.

“Have you ever seen 500 Days of Summer?” Alex asked Thomas.

“Oh yeah! I love that movie!”

“Yeah, it’s good, I guess.”

“What do you mean, ‘I guess’? It’s the best rom-com of the decade!” Thomas protested in a whisper, placing a book on the highest shelf.

“It’s still about straight white people falling in love,” Alex countered, pushing himself up so that he was sitting on the top shelf of the cart.

“Fair enough,” Thomas conceded, laughing a little, “but at least it’s somewhat original, you know? And I like Zooey Deschanel and Joseph Gordon-Levitt.”

“Yeah, they’re cute,” Alexander agreed grudgingly. “But still.”

“But still,” Thomas concurred. “Hey, don’t you have schoolwork to do?”

Alex sighed dramatically and ran his fingers through his hair. “It’s beneath me.”

“Hey, move your ass,” Thomas demanded, trying to reach a book that Alex was all but sitting on. Alex sighed again and hopped off the cart, landing on his ankle sideways and stumbling forward. Thomas caught him smoothly as Alex’s head crashed into the taller man’s chest.

A little too late, Alexander pulled away, bright red. Thomas’ rock hard abs had not gone unnoticed by the shorter man. Thomas was flushed as well, and he turned away to shelve more books.

“See Alex, if you just moved a little slower, you could maybe stay upright,” Thomas said once he’d regained his composure, turning to laugh at his friend.

“Are you suggesting that I go your pace? Because falling down is better than being outpaced by turtles.”

“You’ve used turtles before, Alex, you’ve gotta come up with something more original.”

“My boyfriend likes turtles, they come to mind easily.”

Thomas froze up. Boyfriend. Right. “It’s John, right? Your boyfriend, I mean?”

Alex looked down. “Uh, yeah. John Laurens.”

“Oh! He writes for The Gargoyle, right?”

“Yeah. Wow, you actually read it? I thought no one did.”

“From time to time, yeah. He’s a good writer…” Thomas looked away awkwardly.

“Yeah…” Alex shrugged noncommittally, not wanting to discuss John with Thomas, of all people.

An awkward silence fell between them. Thomas continued to shelve books, Alex kicked himself for bringing up John. His own feelings aside, maybe Thomas wasn’t comfortable with him being bi? They’d never talked about it before. Alex kind of thought that Thomas was gay, but he couldn’t be sure.

“What about you?” Alex asked, trying to gauge the situation.

“What about me?” Thomas returned, sighing as he found a whole stack of books some law student had shoved on the wrong shelf.

“Do you have a girlfriend? Boyfriend? Significant other?”

Thomas’ face coloured. “Um… no. There’s no one. Some people say me and my roommate are like an old married couple, but no.”

Goddammit, Alex thought. That still didn’t answer his question.

Thomas had an idea of what Alex was getting at, and so elaborated. “I dated this guy for a while a few months back, but it never really turned into anything. He just wanted someone to hook up with.”

Alex smiled a little (confirming Thomas’ suspicions), but then said, “I’ve been there. It sucks. I’m sure… someone’ll come along.”

“Yeah. Someone,” Thomas agreed, cheeks flushing.

“You know what –” Alexander began, but was cut off by his phone vibrating. “Oh, one second.”

As soon as he answered the call, his boyfriend’s frantic voice spilled through the speaker, “Babe, I need you to come home right now.”

“Are you okay? What’s wrong? What happened?” Alex anxiously demanded, his heartrate picking up.

“No, I’m fine, don’t panic. I just – I need your help with a decision. It’s a big one.”

Alexander sighed in relief. “Okay. I’ll be home in 20 minutes.”

“Thank you so much. I love you.”

“See you soon. Bye.” Alex hung up.

“Everything okay?” Thomas asked to be polite, though he’d overheard the majority of their conversation.

“Yeah, I think so. I just have to go home,” Alexander sighed. He was pretty reluctant to leave.

“I hope John’s okay.”

“Yeah, I’m sure he’s fine,” Alex said somewhat callously. “You’ll be here tomorrow?”

“No, I don’t work weekends. I’ll be here on Monday, though. Eight to close.”

“I’ll see you then,” Alex said with a big smile. He began to walk away, at a slower pace than usual, glancing back over his shoulder once or twice to see Thomas busily shelving books.

When he was only about five feet away, guilt flooding him, he asked, “But maybe I can call you?”

Thomas smiled. “Yeah, sure.” He grabbed Alex’s phone and entered his phone number.

“Thanks. Bye.” Alex ran away, leaving Thomas amused but wary. He had to get over this guy.

“I’m home!” Alex called as soon as he closed the door behind him.

John came running out of the living room and attacked his boyfriend with a hug. Alex wrapped his arms reassuringly around the man, kissing his temple.

“What’s going on?” he asked as John stepped away, still holding onto Alex’s hips.

“My dad called.”

“Oh.” Alex walked into the kitchen, grabbed himself a beer, and sat down at the kitchen table with a humph. “Okay, continue.”

John sat down at the table as well and began rambling. “He called just out of the blue you know and he told me he had exciting news, which kind of worried me, because, you know, that could mean anything. But then, like, he said there’s a job for me at a newspaper! And, like, not just any newspaper, but The Post and Courier! Like, that’s unbelievable! But, you know, I’d have to move back to Charleston, and I wasn’t sure if I wanted to do that, and so I told my dad that I’d have to ask you and he was like ‘why?’ and I was like, ‘cause we live together, and I told him I would call him back tonight with my answer, and then I called you and now you’re here.”

John took a gasping breath as he finished his long-winded story. Alexander was till trying to process all that had been said. He bided his time by taking a large gulp of beer.

“So…” John said, still flushed from his speech. “What do I do, babe?”

Alex’s eyes flashed up at the helpless note in his boyfriend’s voice. He took John’s freckled hand in his own. John smiled gratefully at the comforting contact.

“I need a second,” Alex said. “Still processing.”

“Sorry.”

Alexander considered all the information. In the past little while, Alex knew he hadn’t paid enough attention to John. He felt guilty about it, but at the same time, he just wasn’t feeling as excited by their relationship as he used to be. He didn’t look forward to going home, and he’d been finding it hard to say “I love you.” His mind went to Thomas as it had so often done in the past week. Maybe, if he and John were broken up – if John went to South Carolina – then he could ask Thomas out. The idea released butterflies in his stomach, and he knew what he had to do.

With a pang of sadness, Alex said, “Okay.”

“You’ve processed?” John asked, scooting forward to the edge of his seat.

“Yeah.”

“And?”

“And… I think you should take it. You should go to South Carolina.”

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[seven-oomen]

Hi, Ben!  Hope you had a good day, or at least a calm one!  I think your tree is adorable, and I love your tree topper!  It’s so pretty!  Also, my congrats if Mo leaves it alone.  Most of the kitty parents I know are full of horror stories about their cats climbing the tree/trying to eat the tree/trying to eat things off the tree/etc.  XD  One friend’s cat earned herself the nickname Monkey because the very first thing she did the night they brought her home was go right up the tree.  I’m pretty sure that was at least a decade ago, and the only person who ever calls her by her actual name at this point is probably my friend’s dad.  Another friend complains every year that she can’t use tinsel on her tree anymore because her cats will try to eat it.

And omg, that Disney/TW thing was terrible.  Most of them seemed to only be using the most shallow, surface level reading of the characters, as usual they seemed to forget that Disney made animated films before the early 90s, and also as usual, Noah and Melissa got left out, despite having been there the full run of the show.  I think I usually headcanon Peter more CN than anything else, but I can see the logic behind some NE being mixed in there, too.  Some of that could be because I tend to see his apparent desire for power as more of a trauma-based need for control than just purely for its own sake.  (It might have helped if they’d been a bit more consistent with his character…)

It’s probably because I was out of the fandom for a while, but most stuff I’ve seen that addresses it typically has the Hales being of British Isles descent.  I think that’s mainly because the name itself is English (I think?), and it helps to explain the abundance of Celtic mythology/imagery if it’s something they brought with them when settling the town.  I’m not particularly bothered either way, though, and always enjoy a chance to learn about other culture’s customs.  :D  And I love how everyone just agrees that Peter is the type to just casually speak like a dozen languages, just because he can.  XD  Also, I’m now picturing a springerle rolling pin that’s nothing but wolf images, a quite literally hand-carved hand-me-down (that I’m going to pretend was stored in the vault.)

And yeah, I figured the other kids would adapt pretty well, but I definitely foresee an issue with Jax.  I feel like it’s going to come down to one of his siblings having to step in, probably either Malia (because he actually likes her) being like “Hey, could you maybe try not being such an obnoxious douche-nozzle to my dad before I punch you in the throat?  Do I treat your dad that way?”, or Ben just being like “Why are you so mean to Poppa?” and then Jackson will have to face the full effect of the sad puppy face that got sprung on Stiles.  XD

 I feel like it would make sense for it to take a few full moons for a turned wolf to achieve a full shift, especially if there’s no genetic component.  Almost all the wolves we see turned in the show have a rough enough time adapting at first without throwing in something like that.  I definitely think it makes more sense for born wolves to have an easier/quicker time of it, especially at first.

I love both of the recent previews.  I seriously have been ferally screaming over the pinned one all day.  XD  The swagger.  The mountain ash.  The “goddammit Peter, he’s not afraid of you, he’s afraid for you” of it all.  And the section when he’s first shifting is good, too (no matter when it was written.)  That’s going to be freaky as hell, even if you’re expecting it.  And the whole thing with the way his bones are cracking and such just feels like it emphasizes how warped and wrong it all is, at least to me, because as best I remember, the few times we see a full shift in the show, it just sort of seems to flow from one to the other.  Also, it just occurred to me that his alpha form was almost like a perfect balance of the American Werewolf in London and Underworld versions of full shift.  I’m curious to see if he maintains that version or if the presence of his mates/pack help him heal to a more normal version.  Part of me wants to see him get better because I don’t like seeing them hurt, part of me really wants to see his beast form tackle hug Noah and Chris and try to cuddle in their laps.  XD

And oh, man, those window seats just made me want them to have one in the rebuilt Hale house, maybe in like a loft or an upper floor, that’s big enough for the three of them to cram into, or the kids, or assorted combos thereof, in whatever forms they choose.  Especially for like during storms and stuff.  Just, all the cuddles, and reading stories to the littles, and taking random naps in the sunshine, and everything.

Also, now I’m picturing Noah and Chris singing shit like “You Make It Feel Like Christmas” and “Cuddle Up, Cozy Down Christmas”, or like that “Peace On Earth/Little Drummer Boy” thing Bing Crosby and David Bowie did, while trying to make Peter a surprise breakfast, and it’s adorable.  And I’ve been listening to way too much Straight No Chaser holiday music to deal with the idea of them all singing together in anything approaching a rational manner.  And is he not supposed to look at them like they’re part of the menu?  I’m pretty sure if Peter was given the option of what he’d like to eat first…well.  XD

Those poor teachers.  They probably thought they’d lucked out with this one after Stiles and Malia, and then the holidays came around…  (Just wait until they get the next round of Haleargentski children…)  XD

And I’m going to hold you to that promise of romance XD (not really, if it doesn’t work out that way, don’t worry.)  I would say “my body is ready”, but that feels like it might come across somewhat awkward.  XD  Although it did occur to me that given how he is about the whole “your all’s shirts are way too tight to share” thing, when it gets to that point, Noah’s probably also going to have one of those “it’s been a hot minute, so some things aren’t quite what they used to be” type moments like Chris had with Peter at the motel, though I think he’d be more likely to try and joke it off, and Peter’s just going to be like “Gods, you two really are as bad as each other sometimes”, while happily reassuring both of them, because he can, and he enjoys it.

And wow, I’ve rambled on so much longer than I meant to given that I have an early shift tomorrow (or today, really…  ’>.> )  So, I hope you got some decent rest, and your meds are helping like they should, and that you are happy with what you got done on the chapter.  I hope that today goes well, too, and that you find some good candy at post-holiday discount prices, if that is a thing they do there (or will that not happen until after Christmas?)  Anyway, I hope you have a good day, whatever else happens.  Take care!  *Hugs!*

Hey hey, I honestly had a pretty good day yesterday, a little busy because of last minute store runs and an uncooperating phone. (oh joy, had to reset the bastard twice) but other than that, pretty good. 

Treated myself to a new game for Sinterklaas. It’s the Spiderman Game of the Year edition, I didn’t have that game yet and it was on sale for like 28 bucks and people left really good reviews. Maybe if I get some money for Christmas I might also get me the Miles Morales one, the new one. But I’m also getting Cyberpunk cause I pre-ordered it back in April, so we’ll see. I might just wait until Miles Morales goes on sale too in a couple of months. Still have to finish Valhalla first though XD.

And you’re not gonna believe it, but Mo left my Christmas tree completely alone. He does not care about the Christmas tree. He does not care about plants. He does not care about BOXES. I honestly think my cat is broken, but then again, I am typing this while he is sleeping in my lap and purring, so who cares.

And Omg XD I am eternally grateful Mo didn’t do that but I love Monkey and can see why they got that nickname XD What a rascal!

I mostly included NE for Peter because apparently that’s what Ian Bohen considers Peter’s Alignement to be. I personally think he’s more CN too (though I am probably basing that on his trauma.) 

I actually made a personal alignment chart for the characters in Once Upon A Time here. (Though I forgot to include three characters namely the Nurse, John,  and Danny. I think Danny would fall under either NG or LN and he would probably tell someone if someone’s shoe laces were untied, and the nurse more under LE I guess, considering her background, though I feel like she’s not evil for evil’s sake she more or less was driven to it and as such has a strong need for revenge regardless of whom she hurts, though she tries to redeem herself later. (and that’s all I will say due to spoilers). And she would probably tie the person’s shoe laces for them, old habits die hard.) John I feel like would be CG or LN and he’d be the person to untie his own shoes in solidarity. (kinda like his grandchildren Stiles and Malia, where do you think they got that one from?)

But yeah I’m still not sure how to feel about the Disney one. I can kinda see with some of them where they were coming from but none of it feels ‘flawless’ or particularly right to me? Idk. I honestly feel like Kuzco and maybe Pocahontas were the two biggest Nopes for me. I mean Scar kinda fits, Elsa, I can see that, but none of it I truly identify these characters with. Idk.

And I feel like Peter or John probably had the foresight to store some of their most prized family heirlooms in that vault. Such as a copy of the family photo, Peter’s triskelion necklace piece, a springerle with wolf inscriptions,  some video tapes of the family, personal artifacts of each family member, and Talia and John’s claws, family recipes, some gifts John made for his grandchildren, and John’s journal about the family history, werewolf lore, and lots of dirt on both Elias Stilinski and Gerard Argent.

I feel like Peter speaking lots of languages also just makes sense. He seems to be the type to have connections everywhere and to have little birds everywhere listening in for him. He would also be the type of person to either have connections to or keep an eye on the Russian and Italian Maffia, he learned French and Polish for Chris and Noah, Spanish is just a useful language to learn because it's vast. And German and Dutch were taught to him from a young age, probably some Latin too. So I can see why many people would headcanon Peter as mutli-lingual, it just makes sense for his character.

Malia and Ben ganging up on Jackson is my new favorite image. Can you imagine what the combined power of those two will be? Also just any of the teenagers realizing they can deploy the younger sibling to be absolutely adorable and people will do anything for that face, no matter what the teenagers are asking. 

As for Peter’s wolf, why not both? There’s no reason why he can’t act like an overgrown puppy as a beast and still heal and slowly revert back to his original form over the course of a couple of full moons as his mind heals from the trauma.

They’re definitely getting a windowseat big enough to seat three adults, four teenagers and a couple of little ones. Surrounded by books, a few curtains and lots of pillows. it needs to happen.

And you guessed it, there’s gonna be a shy moment where both Chris and Noah get self conscious about their bodies. Noah because, well, he gained some weight, got a bit older, has some stretch marks although he’s still goddamn fit considering what he does and he tries to play it off as a joke, Peter will show him just how sexy he is, really. And Chris has another moment because he had another baby, so more pudge, more stretch marks and due to his humanity, more scars. I think I’ll let Noah handle that one first and then Peter helps. Chris of course also worships Noah’s body, because holy shit, none of them is exactly in bad shape, but Noah’s definitely been hiding way more. Also Noah’s tall now, so Chris just sort of melts when the taller man sweeps him off his feet. We also need some Omega/Omega love in this story.

And wow, now I’ve been rambling XD. I’m gonna make me some late breakfast (it’s 1 pm) and grab some coffee and then start writing.

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