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Daddy is off to work!

(Miles is a transman happily married to Hobie.)

"Okay, I'm heading off to work. Where my little man at?" Miles happily got his shoulder bag filled with paperwork while spotting his seven month old eating a couple of chopped fruit and cheerios on his high baby chair. The twenty seven year old wore a grey business suit with a silver watch and had on his marriage set on his ring finger.

Hobie a twenty eight year old had on a pink bath robe wearing a black bonnet, and big puffy Cookie Monster slippers. He hold a cup of hot coffee on his left ring finger having a silver wedding ring. Giving a silent wide yawn before rubbing his eyes, he made a loud sniff trying to stay awake. Waking up early to make his husband and son's a well balance breakfast had always been his main priority. "So soon?" He said with a deep rasp voice seeing how it's almost six in the morning. "You didn't finish your breakfast, Sunflower."

"Awe, bae. You know, I gotta catch the metro and a bus, but everything was delicious as always." Miles making funny faces to make his baby boy laughs. "Come here, mi bebé. Mwah! Mwah! Ohh, gimme those yummy cheeks." He gives kisses to his baby boy's big round cheeks, "Ohh, I could eat you up. Nom! Nom!"

"AH-hahaha." His son giggles, "Da-da!"

Miles nuzzles his noses into his son's cheeks to smell his scent, "Mmm, ahh! Mmm, ahh!" Something about that baby smell always get him hype for his 7-5 job. "Bye, Aaron. Daddy loves you. Be good to your papì! Mwah."

"Buh-bye!" Aaron spoke a bit before shoving a Cheerio in his mouth to eat, his big Honey brown eyes look at his daddy. Yet he has a resemblance of Hobie's dark skin tone, and nose.

Hobie saw on the small dinner table the plate of his husband's unfinished plate, half eaten French toast, most of scramble eggs were there and out of the three pieces of bacon Miles only ate one. "Luv, you gotta have a balance diet." He took the plate to eat it being hungry. "You only ate toast." He did saw Miles golf down one toast out of the two with butter and jam.

"I'll be fine, honey. Coffee was great by the way," Miles went over with the sound of his shoes on the wooden floor follower, he went over to kiss his husband's lips, "Bye, bae. Be good and I left two bottles for Aaron just in case he gets hungry. Mwah, love you."

The taller husband gave him a quick peck on the lips before shoving eggs into his mouth. He muffled, "Love you. Be safe." He saw Miles giving a warm smile before rushing out the door. Somehow he's always in the rush and being a little late to work.

"Will do, bye!" Miles said before closing the front door of their apartment.

"Bye-bye!" Aaron waves then slams his hands on the plastic try of his high chair, "CHECHECHE-LALALA-LUUU!" He likes to make loud sounds to hear himself.

"Yeah, Chhheee..." Hobie coos, he tries to finish his breakfast before Aaron did. The seven month old start throwing Cheerios on the floor, or screams out loud wanting to be in the living room with his toys and watch television.

Aaron looks at his dad giving his gummy smile with one tooth coming in from the top. Hobie chuckles seeing his boy's adorable smile, "You got your daddy's cuteness, lil A."

After breakfast, Hobie took his son to big on the play mat in the living room with all his toys laid out and Mickey Mouse Clubhouse playing on the flat screen tv. Normally, he was never into Disney for many reasons and one of them is being a hungry capitalistic greedy company. Over time, he saw these shows help his son being responsive, he'll give them a pass.

Aaron would shout at anything Mickey Mouse would ask. Hobie sits on the couch keeping an eye on his boy or be on phone to check on his latest concerts.

It's been five years since his band became popular among their subculture group, being a Punk band had a lot of risks. Risks of never being known or making money since today's age is all about pop. Somehow with a lot of hard work and luck, they were able to make it.

He's always blessed with the opportunities, and luck he gain from all of this. Especially when he be with Miles since high school, they had their ups and downs, a lot of arguments about the future involving in moving in together. Hobie had to get two jobs while working on his band, and trying to help pay rent while Miles was busy finishing up school and try to pay for his medication.

Those medication like hormonal injections can be pricey even with insurance. The two didn't have enough money to save for Miles top surgery, which had to be push back till they got their shit together.

After overcoming all that, they were able to have a steady flow, their jobs were easier. Hobie put all his focus on his music, while his Sunflower graduated with a BA in Marketing and Graphic Design. The two got married.

Miles always wanted to be a comic book artist and planned to start his career as soon as possible then he got pregnant. His focus was to put his dream on hold, and focus on being a Graphic design for Alchemax. Hobie told him, he can continue being a comic book artist and he will find a full time job while maintain his band. The punker had his own worries with his husband's pregnancy, and his mental health.

Miles never thought about birthing a child and said he wanted to adopt. With the pregnancy, Hobie was relieved his husband was fine through it all. Miles only wanted to work a steady secure job with their rent going up, and didn't want to risk it with a third member of the Morales family on the way.

In the end, Miles did draw on his free time here and there posting on his art page on social media for likes. The two were fine through these nine months, then their beautiful baby boy Aaron came into their life. Miles never been so happy to bring such a cute bounce ball of sunshine!

Then one day as the two dads watch their baby boy sleeping in his crib, Miles said, "I think I will wait on the top surgery..."

"Why?" Hobie asked.

"I dunno... um, I want to breastfeed him, and... i dunno maybe later we can have another one.... if that's okay." Miles gave a shy shrug, "I dunno... we can adopt, too. I would to adopt, but I don't mind getting pregnant again. Does that make me.... not a man?" He looks at his husband.

"Awe, luv. You can do whatever you feel it's right for you," He hugs his husband giving him a kiss on his forehead, "Gender is social construct. You can still be a man and get pregnant."

"Hmph, sounds too odd."

"Not to me. You are perfect and no matter what I always support you. There's nothing wrong in wanting to get pregnant or breastfeed if you feel you want to. I have no problems. I'm happy."

"Thank you... I guess, I'm also scared that maybe you want more kids from me, you know." Miles kisses his husband cheek, "I mean... honestly I want the top surgery but I want to at least breastfeed Aaron."

"There's formula, too."

"Will that make me a bad parent? A bad dad?"

"Heh, you know by "traditional" families, we're already bad." Hobie said with his head resting on his husband's neck, "If you want my opinion, I think you're a wonderful dad, Sunflower. You are simply amazing... watching Aaron sleep, making sure he's comfortable, feeding him. He will know he's loved by us, no matter what daddy is decides."

"Thank you, bae." Miles kisses his cheek, "I love you."

"I love you, too." They kiss and stood watching their new born sleeping away.

"DA-DA!" Aaron shouted breaking Hobie's thoughts.

"What is it, lil man?" Hobie asked seeing his seven month old crawling around throwing toys left and right, "Easy, Aaron. You're hurting your Elmo." Seeing the Elmo doll being mistreated by his son.

Aaron shows off his gummy smile with the shrill of laughter. "Oh, you like a little chaos, huh? Well then, I will teach you to be a fine Anarchist, son."

"Ahahaha," The baby drools before crawling to his Elmo to punch and nibble at.

"Whoa. Whoa! You just eat, don't eat Elmo." Hobie went to get his son.

"AHHHH!" Aaron whines putting up a fight with his dad.

"Haha, easy lad. You reminds a bit of me, got that little spunky attitude and wittiness. Shh, don't tell your daddy." Hobie chuckles having to let his boy sit on his lap. Aaron decides to tug on his dad's pink bathrobe. "Let me see what's on the latest youtube."

Hobie clicks to find a Live News of Spider-man fighting off a funky glitching Green Goblin. "What in the hell-" Aaron shouted, "Ah!" Seeing the scary villain roaming around Manhattan.

"Let me call your daddy to see if he's okay." The older punker tends to worry when things like this happen. He FaceTime his husband quickly being answered with his Miles' face.

"Bae?"

"Sunflower, your seeing this?"

"Yeah, everyone is standing by seeing if they're coming close to our area." Miles said being in the large office with the rest of his coworkers watching the live television. Everyone started to pack their things and the head lead of the department rushing over to watch.

"Everyone remain calm, they are in Manhattan still." The head of the department said as he looks worried at the news. "Fuck, we're gonna be behind."

Miles saw his baby boy looking at the television, "Awe, is Aaron doing okay?"

"Yeah, he's looking at Spider-man." Hobie said.

Then on the Live camera they caught a big portal opening up with a group of other Spider-men. Everyone gasps at this. Miles blink in shock, "Oh my god."

"Bloody hell?" Hobie asked out loud, "There's more than one Spider-man?"

Aaron's eyes widen at the colorful people in suits, then he wiggles around when Spider-man from his world kicks the Green Goblins' butt. "Oh! Da-da! Da-da!" He saw a Spider-man wearing similar punk aesthetics as his dad and got excited, "DADA. DADA! DADADADA!"

Miles giggles through FaceTime, "Bae, I think that one is you."

"That Spider-man got great taste, luv. I would totally rock that." Hobie chuckles. They watched the live and the funky Green Goblin threw a nasty bomb at the Spider-man in a punker outfit.

Then, a Spider-man dressed in black and red came in with an electric punch.

BAM!

Green Goblin fell over his jet slider. Another Spider-man that's huge and muscular grab the villain and wrapped it around with bright red webs. Everyone cheers seeing their Spider-man did most of the work and the help of another heroes.

Aaron became very emotional with the whole thing, his eyes gleam so bright and he started moving around. "DADADADA!" His chubby hand grab his dad's bottom lip to yank.

"Ow! No, Aaron. Don't do that. It hurts your dada." Hobie had to move his head back to get his son's hand from his lips. If he's not careful, Aaron will rip off his lip piercing.

Miles hums, "Remember he likes to grab your piercings, bae."

Just then Miles' boss started to talk, "Okay, everyone. Back to work, it looks like there's going to be some delays with projects seeing how parts of Manhattan took some damages. I'm going to make some calls. For now, back to work and finish what you can!"

Miles quickly heard his name being called, "Oh, bae, I gotta go. Bye love you!"

"Ah!" Aaron noticed his daddy on the phone.

"Love you, too, lil man!" Miles blew a kiss then he said, "Oh Hobie, can you make steak tonight?"

"Anything for you, luv!" Since Hobie is mostly a stay home dad, he does the cooking and the cleaning. When Miles started his career as a Graphic Designer, he build his way into becoming the breadwinner of the two.

Miles happily said, "Awe, thank you, bae. Okay, bye, I gotta go! Love you!" Hobie chuckles seeing his adorable husband quickly ending their FaceTime. Aaron stares at his dad giving a bit of side-eyes.

"What? Hey, you were busy watching those blokes in tights messing up Manhattan, son." Hobie snorted knowing his son probably wanted his daddy's attention.

Aaron merely turns his head to the television to see the Spider-men taking the villain away into that big orange portal. "DADA!"

"Hahaha, liking the colors, eh? I wonder where they are taking him." Unaware of a small chubby hand yanking his ear, "Ah, son. Stop. Don't make me put you in time-out."

Aaron tilted his head having that cute innocent look he got from his daddy, "Oh?"

Hobie sighs, "I spoiled you too much, lovely." His son giggles in response.

The two were hanging out together in the living room. Hobie took out his guitar to write some songs while keeping an eye on his son. Aaron would turn his head to his father's direction when he hears him singing. His voice is deep alluring like a Siren with a bit of rasp and rough when he gets into the intense part of the song.

Hobie caught his son giving a gummy smile hearing him sing, "You like that, eh?"

Aaron nibbles on his toy without saying anything else, he giggles again. His dad chuckles before picking him up to cuddle and kiss his cheeks. "You're so precious, lovely."

"AH!" Aaron enjoys his time with his dad, his hand would pat on his dad's cheeks being so intrigued by his sharp features unlike his daddy's face.

"Hahaha, careful. Don't pull my piercings." Hobie had to make sure his son's hand doesn't yank any of his piercings. Then his dark eyes saw it was time for his son's lunch. "Oh, let's make you a warm bottle and for nap time."

He carries his boy to go to the kitchen to warm a bottle for him. Aaron turns his head spotting his bottle, his honey-brown eyes lit up getting excited, "Ohh! DADADADADA!" He drools for his meal.

"Easy, little man. We gotta heat it up." Hobie laughs at his son wiggling around wanting his bottle. "You act like we don't feed you!"

"DADA!" Aaron shouted wanting his bottle.

The punker holds his son putting the bottle in a microwave to heat it up for a bit. When it was time to take it out, he first dap a bit of milk on the back of his hand to check if it's the right temperature. The droplets of breastmilk landed on his hand being warm, "Perfect." He gave the bottle to antsy son, who happily grabbed it to start drinking it.

Aaron's eyes closed with joy having his warm meal, all snug with his dad. Hobie went back to the couch, mid-way to the path he grabbed a baby blanket for burping his son.

After feeding time, Aaron was burped then he gave a small yawn being ready for his nap. His dad sung him a song, slowly putting him to sleep and place him in his crib.

The punker left the door slightly open just in case he hears him. The boy's crib placed in his master bedroom.

"Out like a light. Alright, time to work." Hobie decided to go back to writing his songs for a bit. He plans to start making dinner seeing his husband want some steak. "Hmmm, a lovely warm bed of rice and peas... maybe plantains?" He would sing a tune of his song while thinking about dinner.

Being a stayed home husband, he has a big responsibility of feeding his husband. "Mmm, hmmm-mmm, I should clean up a bit." Then he hums again and again, then mumble a sentence, "Oh, i got it!" He figured out a tone and started recording himself to remind himself for later. Then, he wrote a song out.

Once he finished, he quickly went into his bedroom to changed into a basic t-shirt, and short with a lazy pony-tail for his thick flat wicks. He glances at the crib to find his son still sleeping away, he peeks to find his little one snoozing away. "Such a tiny lad." He never thought he would have his own sprog with his beautiful Sunflower.

"I'm so blessed..."

Hobie truly is happy with the life he's living now. The tall punker decides to start cleaning the living room. Happily listening to his recent samples while picking up his son's toys, his play mat. With a grab of a broom, he started sweeping enjoying his noon.

Soon he started to get dinner ready, chopping some vegetables, pan fried some plantains and get the rice and peas in a pot. Of course, he always washes his vegetables and rice. Then he heard his son whining, "Coming!" He went over into his bedroom to find his son being wide awake. "Looks like it's the about time for you to wake up."

Sunflower was right. It's good to keep Aaron on a strict schedule, he is aware of when to wake up or sleep. The little boy rub his eyes then reaches his hands out for his dad. "Dada!"

"Hahaha, quick to get out of there, huh? I never fancy myself being trapped in one place, too." His dad chuckles as he went over to take his son out. "You wanna be free and roam the living room, eh?"

"DADA!" Aaron points out of the room, he lay his head on his dad's chest still being tired.

"Don't worry, Aaron. We'll play a bit of Bluey and you can play with your toys." Hobie set his son on the play mat with his toys and put Bluey on. His son's eyes quickly glue to the show and his toys.

Hobie went back to finish up cooking dinner, every now and then he glances on his son. The kitchen to the living room isn't far apart so it's easy to watch his son.

When he heard his son's voice, "What's wrong, A-man?" He went over to find his son wanting his attention.

Aaron whines to be picked up, "Ahh! Wahhh!"

"OKay. Okay! I'm here. Look, dinner is almost ready. We gotta wait for daddy to come home." Hobie carries his son to put his on a high chair, "Here, son. You can watch papa cook."

"Ah-ha!" Aaron laughs watching his dad.

It wasn't long before Miles came home being super exhausted, "Oh my god, today was insane!" He had his shoulder bag on, and hold a brown bag.

"Sunflower!" Hobie happily said while wearing a pink apron still cooking some steaks.

"DADA!" Aaron wave his hands being happy to spot his daddy.

"Ohhh, there's my little man." Miles set his things on the table, set his shoulder bag on his chair. Quickly removing his jacket, and loosen his tie to get comfortable. He went over to pick up his boy to shower him with kisses, "Mwah! Mwah! Mmm, ahh. Mmm. ahh!" He sniffs Aaron's baby scent then hugs him, he needed this. "OH I miss my little man!"

"What about me?" Hobie frowns being childish.

"You too, come here." Miles went over to kiss his husband's cheek, "Mmm, smells so good. You made fried plantains! Sweet!"

"Anything for you, Sunflower." Hobie kisses his husband's lips. "Freshen up, love. Dinner is ready."

"Alright," Miles happily said having to take his son with him, "Daddy had a busy day, Aaron. You should've seen me."

Hobie loves hearing his husband talking to their son. No matter how busy they were, or how exhausted, they always find a way to spend some time with their boy. The punker set up their plates, and small chopped food for their son to eat.

Miles came back wearing a loose shirt and shorts with slippers, he held his baby boy in his arms. "I'm starving, bae." He saw their dining table with plates of food, "Oh, thanks for serving me, mi amor. Mwah!" He kisses his husband's cheek, "Love you."

"Awe, Sunflower. Your welcome! I love making you happy." Hobie sat in his seat. He watches his husband put Aaron into his high chair, the tray had small pieces of food.

"Are you ready to try plantains, bebé?" Miles coos with his hand gently wiggle his son's foot.

Aaron giggles, chubby hands grab a piece of chopped long strip of steak then he nibbles it. "Wow, he just went for the steak." Miles giggles at his son's enjoyment with solid foods. "Soon we'll have to stop feeding him."

"And you can finally get your top surgery, luv." Hobie added, "Our insurance approved it, and we can afford to pay whatever is leftover."

Miles said, "Are you sure you'll be fine with this? I won't have to breastfeed anymore... and if we do plan to have another child?"

"I'm fine with it, luv. There's formula, it exists for a reason." Hobie points out, "I know how much you want this and I'm all in for it." His hand gripped onto his husband's hand, then lifts it to kiss his ring finger, "I marry you for your soul, Sunflower."

"God, how did I ever catch a man like you, Hobie." Miles smiles widely.

"Let's say you been smitten by my dashing good looks." Hobie teased.

His husband laughs before kissing his husband's cheek, "I say your goofy personality won me over."

"Pfft, goofy. Rubbish, luv. I'm always cool and flirtatious." Hobie scoffs.

Aaron made loud sounds with his hands grabbing the mush rice and peas, it's easier for him to eat, "Yeyeyeyeye!"

"Mmm, he's becoming quite the Brown, I would say." His daddy chimes.

"Good, he needs to be free spirited." Hobie happily said, "He'll be a fine anarchist, darling."

Aaron rub some mushed vegetables on his basic blue shirt while he chews his rice and peas. "Well, you're gonna have to clean up that mess, Mr. Anarchy." Miles hums at his husband.

"Oh, Aaron, lil man, you eat your veggies, luv. You don't-" Aaron throw some on his dad's faces while laughing out loud, "toss it..."

His husband giggles, "Okay. Time to be the strict daddy, now." He turns to his son being serious, "Aaron, no. You don't throw mushy peas at dad. Here, eat them."

Aaron frowns at his daddy who's wiping his face and the mushy vegetables on his clothes, "Come on, eat your mushy vegetables." Miles pretends to eat some, "See. Nom. Nom. Nom! Mmm, yummy."

"Dada!" Aaron shove vegetables in his mouth copying his daddy.

Hobie wipe off the mushy vegetable on his face, "Hah, funny how he listens to you."

"Just like you?" Miles happily eats while keeping an eye on his son eating, the same Hobie did.

"Touché." His husband shove rice into his mouth, dark eyes landed on a brown bag on the table. "Sunflower-" Aaron screams, "YAAAAA! DADA! DADA!" He reaches for Miles, "Dada!"

"Sorry, bae. I didn't hear you." Miles had his eyes on his son, and voice went baby talk, "Wut is it, bebé? You gotta eat. Yum-Yum for your tum-tum, my beautiful baby boy."

Aaron giggles loving the attention of his daddy before going back to eating. Hobie finally asked, "Sunflower, what's in the brown bag?"

"Oh, one of my co-workers gave me a burrito since I helped with one of his projects. It was a thank you gift." Miles shrugs it off, "It's carne asada. You can have it. I know you like working late at night writing songs or making music in your office."

"Really? Thanks, Sunflower. Now, I don't gotta make my sandwich."

"Good, because sometimes you love giving me mustard relish kisses at night."

"Don't forget grilled onions." Hobie chuckles, he did love kissing his husband at the middle of the night with his funky breathe from his pickled onion mustard sandwich with lots of ham and cheese. Sometimes he gotta get a bit high in his office to find inspiration, and a good munchie sandwich helps.

"And the salt vinegar chips too." Miles added.

"You know, you love it."

"I don't mind pecks on the lips but you love to tongue kiss me with that funky munchie breath." That made the punker burst out laughing, he knows it all too well. Miles slowly gotten use to it like cigarettes, but that doesn't mean he likes the taste.

"Sunflower, I promise. I will brush my teeth next time."

"I'm happy I'll be expecting a kiss of carne asada burrito and salt and vinegar chips breath." Miles chews a piece of his steak.

"I knew you love me," Hobie winks at him before taking a sip of his soda. His eyes landed on Aaron taking a sip of his sippy cup filled with a water down juice. "How's dinner?"

"Amazing. Mmm, so good. Steak is perfect, plantains- Ugh, I was craving these." Miles rolled his eyes from a great dinner, "Great job, bae."

This brought a joyful gleam onto his punker's face, the big smile and eyes filled with love made him so handsome. Miles knew Hobie had a beautiful smile when he actually smiles out of true happiness. It's nice to see. "Now, the main person you should be asking is our little man." Miles said while eating his meal.

Hobie saw Aaron already ate most of his food, "I think he loves it."

"He tore up that steak." Miles laughs at the empty spot where the strips of three steaks were gone. The soft plantains and rice are slowly being finished. "He's gonna be one hungry boy."

"And will be a tall one, too. Everyone in my family is tall." Hobie points out.

Miles rubs his chin, "He's gonna be so tall." The realization hit when he thought about clothes and shoes, "Oh man, we might need to be prepare for that. He needs to eat more protein, might need to get into sports and-" Hobie stops him, "Sunflower, easy. He's still a baby. Look at him enjoying his fried plantains."

"I'm sorry, bae. I know. I need to calm down but thinking about his future, ugh, I just want him to have everything." Miles cutely pouts.

"And he will. Right now, let's enjoy him tearing up those plantains." Hobie points out as Aaron mush the plantains with his hand and shove some into his mouth.

"So cute. I should take a photo for mamí." Miles went in his pocket to grab his smartphone taking pictures of Aaron eating plantains to sent to his parents and his sister. "Awe, Caribbean genes running strong."

"He knows what's up." Hobie said with a grin on his face.

The family finish up their dinner, leading to Miles giving Aaron a bath. The little boy loves splashing water, and throwing his toys around being amazed by the water movements. His daddy slowly pour warm water on his bald head, he made sounds, "DADADADA!"

"Yes, honey. I'm here washing you up." Miles cooed while gently using a washcloth on his son's backs.

Aaron being busy holding a toy plastic star being amazed by the roundness and bright yellow. When he's all washed up, his daddy took his to the bedroom to get him all smothered in lotion and baby powder. Aaron yawns being bored, wiggling his toes he became fussy. "We're almost done, bebé. We gotta put your onesie one." His daddy holds onto a mint onesie trying to put it on his son.

"Ahh!" Aaron wiggles making the process so much difficult.

In the end, Miles got his baby in his cute mint onesie, "Whew, you put up a fight, A-man." He picks up his baby, "Come on, let's have you watch a bit of television with papí, while I go shower."

"Mmm?" Aaron turns his head back at his daddy, "Dada?"

"Yeah, dada. He's gonna be with you a bit." His daddy said to him while giving him a kiss on his round cheeks.

Hobie finished cleaning up the kitchen and put any leftovers away. The punker held his son, "Come on, lad. Let your daddy shower, we'll play a bit and watch some telly." He kisses his son's forehead.

"Dada!" Aaron looks up at his dad giving a gummy smile, "Dada."

Miles softly smile at the two before heading for a quick shower. The two boys stayed in the living watching a movie, Hobie clicked whatever that was kid friendly to watch which so happened to be Shrek. Hobie and Aaron had their whole attention glue to the movie, they weren't aware of Miles coming out of the bedroom in a fresh shirt and blue pajamas.

His hair being protective by his black bonnet, "You guys, watching Shrek?" He asked.

The two grunts, "Uh..." It sounded like a yes.

This made Miles giggles, "Okay, scoot over. I wanna watch, too." He sat next to his husband, he decided to take a hold of his son seeing how Hobie watched over him. "Come to daddy, mijo."

"Uh..." Aaron grunts again with his eyes completely on Shrek.

Hobie stood up to get his burrito being hungry, "Pause it, Sunflower. I want a snack."

"Okay." When Miles paused the video, Aaron quickly turns his head to his daddy being surprised. "You gotta wait for papí."

"YAYAYAYA!" Aaron protest.

"Your dad wants to watch Shrek, too." Miles tries to hold his laughter at his son, he didn't expect him to have an attitude over Shrek.

Aaron frowns having to mumble sounds of disapproval. Then, his dad came back with a plate with burrito and chips. Miles looks at the burrito, "Bae, you didn't heat it up?"

"Nah, it's fine."

"If you say so." Miles knows his man has a strong stomach, can handle anything. Aaron saw the burrito and started drooling, it looks so delicious to him.

Hobie wasn't paying attention having his plate of snacks on his lap, he didn't see those chubby brown hands grabbing the burrito. Miles noticed his son leaning over his husband's side, "Aaron, you're gonna fall."

There was Aaron holding the burrito with his hands, and his gummy mouth nibbling on the corner. "Bae!" Hobie turns his head hearing his Sunflower laughing with a loud gasp. That's when the punker noticed his son eating the burrito.

"Oh what da? Lil man, how did you?" He was too stunned to speak.

Aaron chewing a bit of the tortilla flour, "You hungry, Aaron? You had a full meal." Meal saw the way his son kept trying to bite a bigger piece, "You are too funny, mijo." He quickly pulls the burrito away from his son's hands so he can chew the tortilla in his mouth.

Hobie took his burrito, cracking up at his son, "It's not spicy? I could give him a piece?"

"I think there's green salsa in it." Miles fixed his son's position in a more comfortable sitting position on his lap. Aaron being busy chewing on the flour tortilla enjoying it.

"OH really?" Hobie took a big bite from the burrito to see, he didn't mind sharing his food with his boy.

Aaron's eyes widen in shock at his dad's big bite. Miles laughs, "What's wrong, bebé? Dada took your burrito?"

Hobie chews with an amusing smile on his face, "Oh wow, luv. That's spicy. Sorry, lil man. You can't have it."

"AHHH!" Aaron protested with his hand waving up and down.

"Sorry, mi vida. It's too spicy for you. You got lucky you bit the flour tortilla."

"DADA!"

"I'll get him some yogurt chips." Miles carries his son to go to the kitchen to get strawberry yogurt chips for babies. This made Aaron super happy to see one of his favorite snacks. The two went back on the couch to find Hobie already finishing up his burrito.

"Damn, bae. You gotta eat slow. Two bites?" Miles asked being concerned.

"It's so good... so spicy." HIs husband chews before swallowed, "Mm, where did your coworker get this? It's nice."

"I'll ask him." Miles lay his head on his husband's shoulder while Aaron watches Shrek while eating his yogurt chips. "Mm, perfect."

"Perfect?" Hobie asked.

"Everything is perfect." Miles said.

Hobie gave a peck to his husband's lips, "How about now?"

"Still perfect." Miles giggles as his husband presses his forehead against his, they stare into each other eyes before another kiss. Aaron went in the middle wanting their attention and his dads kiss his cheeks. "Love you."

"DADA!" Aaron show off his gummy smile being happy getting love from his parents. The three enjoy watching the movie knowing today has been a really good day.

Meanwhile,

"Oi, Sunflower. Wanna check if there's variants of us here?" Spider-Punk 138 asked his boyfriend.

"I don't think they're Spider-heroes. We just met Spider-man of this world." Miles 1610 follows his boyfriend to keep an eye at the area. They saw how much this world's Spider-man took the most damage from that anomaly.

"So? You don't think we're together?" Hobie asked.

"No- I mean, yes! I just think they are probably busy with their lives." Miles 1610 shy said.

"You think we're not together in this world?" Hobie asked with his face mask in Miles' vision.

"I dunno... maybe-" His boyfriend took out his Gizmo having Lyla sent a track to their variants on this world, "Sunflower, I'm surprised at you. Look, both of our variants are in the same path. Come on, let's go see them."

Miles pouts, "Sorry, bae. It's just the last time we saw our variants, they were living different lives. Your variant being a famous singer while mine became a popular comic book artist. I saw how upset you were when my variant dating Ganke's variant."

"Oh, luv. Don't worry about it. I was only upset because of how good our variants' would've been together. It is what it is." Hobie places an arm around his boyfriend's shoulder. The two follow the directions, it was dark and they were swinging through the city.

When they arrived at an apartment building, they saw the direction dot on the gizmo showing the floor. "Oh, they're up there! Come on, Sunflower."

"Wait, bae." Miles saw his boyfriend being excited to see their variants. It's like a fun treasure hunt for him. The two got close by one of the windows, their bodies latched onto the brick walls as the peak through the window.

To their surprise they saw a Miles variant sitting with a Hobie variant while holding a baby boy. "Whoa, they have a kid together?" Miles 1610 asked Hobie.

"And happily married." Hobie grins widely spotting their silver band rings.

Miles 1610 blinks being surprised. "Oh wow. I wonder if they adopted the kid?" He was sure this wasn't an A/B/O-verse (Alpha,Beta, Omega-verse) earth.

Lyla spoke, "Miles of this world is a transman. They have a healthy baby boy name Aaron. You can look at the file if you want more information about the two."

Miles 1610 and Hobie 138b looks at Miles 1610's gizmo, before going back to the window. They saw the baby boy looking over them and pointed, "DADA!"

"What is it?" Miles coos as the two parents look over at the window spotting the dark sky.

Hobie stood from his couch, "Ah, the window is open. I air out the living room, almost forgot to close it." He went over to close the window, yet his gut told him to look outside for some odd reason.

"What is it?" Miles' voice rings his husband's ear.

Miles 1610 and Hobie 138b were above the window noticing the Hobie variant stick his head out before going back in, "Nothin'. I thought I saw someone?"

"It was probably Spider-man," The Miles variant had a rasp voice almost scratchy with a hint of a feminine voice, it's so subtle that a person really has to hear it. "He loves swinging all over New York, right lil A."

"Ah! DADADADADA!" The baby boy shouted out loud.

Miles laughs, "Maybe he saw Spider-man."

"Wow, he's fast." Hobie went back to his spot with his husband, they hold hands while they kept watching the movie.

"Well, he is a superhero." Miles said.

"Pfft, a hero... that's the most narcissistic shit to say." His husband about to go on a rant. "How can he call himself a hero! Using that term-" Miles giggles, "Bae, I think everyone calls him that. I don't think Spider-man call himself a superhero, right Aaron."

"Ah!" Aaron lay his head on his daddy's chest feeling his eyes tired. "Uh oh, looks like somebody is sw-eepy!" His daddy noticed.

"It is getting close to his bed time, Sunflower. Perhaps a warm bottle before bed?" Hobie saw the time on his smartphone.

"Yeah, maybe a warm bottle while he finished the movie, he seems to fight his sleep." His husband giggles the way Aaron yawns and kept his eyes focus on the television.

"I'll get it ready." Hobie said.

"Thank you, bae." Miles watch his man going to the kitchen while he plays with son, "Dada is gonna give you a warm tasty body, Aaron. You are a hungry boy, huh. Your gonna be big just like your dada!"

"And adorable like your daddy." Hobie calls out making Miles giggles.

Aaron stares at them with his gummy smile. "Ah-ha!" He got kisses on his cheek by his daddy.

"Mwah, love you, mi bebé." His daddy coddles him. "Oh, imagine if our baby spoke like you, bae."

"Huh?" Hobie chuckles, "He would have to live in England."

"It'll be so cute."

The two being unaware of their Spider-man variants hearing them from the outside. Spider-punk's body turned full pink hearing Miles variant being so darn adorable. Miles 1610 smiles under his mask hearing about the two talking, "We should go, bae. Let's leave them alone."

"Right, luv." His boyfriend happily follows him. The two went onto of the building for a break until Spider-punk held his Miles' hand, "Sunflower."

"Yeah?"

"I want you to know the main reason I get so giddy with our other variants," He pulls his Sunflower into his arms, "is because I get excited for our chance. I want us to get married have a couple of sprogs around, I just know your all I want to spend the rest of my life with."

"Awe, bae. I'm excited for our future too." Miles wraps his arms around his punker's neck, "I can't wait when it's our turn."

"You make be such a happy bloke." Hobie kisses his Sunflower with his Spider-man mask on. The two happily kiss before going back to HQ.

#punkflower #miles morales #hobie brown #fanfic #flowerpunk

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marksbear · 2 years ago

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Gor 2 ideas for Hotch and Reader Hotch lol

1) Hotch finding out he and Sean have a younger brother from one of their father's affairs after Reader is mistaken for an unsub in a homicide

2) Hotch's singer brother comes to Quantico and when Hotch learns about it, he goes to see him on his tour. What is supposed to be a friendly meet and greet between reader and the gang turns into a crime scene when the drummer is found dead in Reader's hotel room

Im gonna do 2! Hope you enjoy.

HUGE ANGST.

AARON HOTCH X SINGER BROTHER READER

Why didn't he believe you! Why! He was supposed to be your big brother. And now hes treating you like a monster.

You were on tour.

You were becoming famous. A star you made your own name. Aaron wasn't really supportive of your dreams but later on life he became supportive.

Today you were on top of the world. This was your moment to show the whole world who you are. You wanted to keep it a secret but Sean's big fat mouth had brought it over a brother game night at Aaron's house. "So A-ron are you going to lil bro's big day?"

You give him a stop before i'll kill you. look but still doesn't get the hint.

You even mouthed "stop it". You try to change the subject but Aaron beats you to it. "Big day? What is it?" He asks looking at the two of you. "It's nothing A. Really its nothing-"

You get cut off by your brother saying "What!?! Y/n kidding the kid has his biggest concert yet on Monday! Hes gonna be a star if it does good and I know it's gonna be good! Sean yells out slinging his arm around your shoulder bringing you closer.

"Really Y/n why didn't you tell me? I'm your big brother. " The oldest hotch asked looking at the youngest betrayed.

"Because I thought you'll just speak down about it. Like you always do you kill my mood!" You answer with all honestly. "You don't mean that. You just make bad decisions and I have to look after you. Cause someone won't call them out for being dumb call me the mean brother im just playing my part." He answers back not caring about how you felt. You get up and cuss him out while getting your things storming out the house.

"Fuck you Aaron!" The last thing you say before slamming the door. Aaron looks at his window watching you leave.

You feel a pair of eyes staring at you so you turn around looking at the curtain flipping him off.

PRESENT DAY

It was time for your concert and You were a nervous wreck. Waiting to be announced you pace back and forth and double check things and overthink.

The drummer named Romeo walks over to you and wraps his arms around you giving you a bear hug. Being in Ramon arms always had calmed you down and soon you melted in his touch. "We're gonna be great babe." He says looking at you cupping your cheeks staring deeply into your eyes. You get lost in his and lean forward to give him a deep kiss.

A LITTLE BACK STORY OF YOU AND Romeo.

When you two were in highschool freshmen. You both were in band class together. You two shared other classes but y'all two really became friends in band. You two were always with one another during that class. Giving tips to one another about like the others posture or if they played the wrong note. Slowly you two started to talk during lunch or break periods and growing more comfortable talking and hanging out in the other class periods you shared.

One day after school he saw you walking home. So he rode to you on his bike and told you to hop on. You agreed and got behind him standing and holding on his shoulders while he pelted. "Where are we going romeo?" You ask confused since hes driving to the part of the neighborhood you've never been by.

Always getting told by both brothers to stay away from this side. "Going to my house n/n"

You hum in response looking around thinking this place is sketchy and creepy. He rides his back to the back of a big house and helps you off holding your hand while you get off the bike.

You both get off the bike with no trouble but Romeo makes no effort to let go of your hand. In fact pulling you inside the house. "Hey ma. And other mom"

he smiles at his mothers and tries to walk upstairs fast holding onto your hand tight trying to rush up stairs before they ask questions. "Ah. Ah. A young man who's the boy?" His step mom asks seeing Romeo shoves you upstairs "No funny business young man!" His biological mom yells. With her and her wife laughing at their sons embarrassment.

Romeo leads you to his room and never lets go of your hand while you look around his room. "Do you like princesses?" You ask looking at the dolls. Romeo picks up the dolls and throws them in his closet.

"And you like pink. That's cute it used to be my favorite color until my father found out."

You set your stuff down and lay down on his princess themed bed. "Y/n?" "Yeah." "I like men." The room falls silent. Romeo is shaking thinking that he just lost his best friend and long term crush. "Oh...Me to I think at least. I like girls and boys." You say sitting up rubbing Romeos back when you saw how nervous he became when he came out to you.

"Romeo if it makes you feel better. Can I kiss you?" You ask not wanting to see your best friend sad. Romeo tackles Y/n onto the bed making out. Y/n flips Romeo over pulling away from the heated make out looking into his eyes deeply before kissing him again.

The two horny teenagers begin to fumble around their clothes trying to take them off. Romeo takes Y/n shirt off and begins to kiss him again until they hear someone clear their throat. Romeo kicks off Y/n and quickly covers himself breathing heavy and hair all messy clothes wrinkled. The moms laughs at the new young couple and shuts the door and yells "use protection". Both boys cover their faces in embarrassment.

And that moment starts a new chapter in both of your lives.

Romeo was scared that it was just a one time thing but boy how was he wrong. You two spent everyday outside of school hanging out. Like going to the movies, night bike rides, eating dinner with his family, dressing him as a princess while you're the prince.

You two never argued or fought. Any time y'all disagreed on something you both respected the other decisions no matter what the topic or thing. You two grew up with each other spending the rest of your highschool and college years together. Once you two graduated you two got jobs and bought a small apartment together. Once you two had gotten settled into adulthood you began to make music with each other. Achieving yalls dreams.

TINY STORY DONE.

After the concert you were full of adrenaline. Jumping everywhere and shouting about what you did. Just acting like a cute hyper mess. Romeo skips towards you feeling the blood pumping in his veins too. "We did it Romeo! Like how we dreamed!" Wrapping your arms on his waist. Kissing and sucking on his neck leaving marks on Romeo's neck.

Romeo moans out and holds his fiance holding onto Y/n shoulders grinding on him. Y/n was about to lift him up and take him to his dressing room until he heard someone wolf whistling and whispering.

"Who knew Hotchner three had some game." An unknown voice says to you and your fiance with a big group stand beside him laughing and agreeing.

You stare at them until you notice your brother's face behind all of them. "So your brother's team its nice to meet you all!" You say waving and smiling at them while they introduce themselves and praise you for the performance.

"Who's the man you're holding Y/n?" You sigh and respond with a "Wow not even a good job or hi. Always in my business before me." You hold your fiance's hand bringing him closer so they can get a better look. "This is Romeo lane's future Hotchner." Now that had everyone quiet.

"You can't just marry a man I never met! Y/n you never even mentioned him once!" He shouts. You roll your eyes and begin to walk away holding your fiance's hand leaving the stadium not even in the mood to do anything but sleep.

You and your fiance go to the five star hotel and have dinner and get ready for bed.

Your husband kisses you deeply full of passion. "I love you no matter what happens to me or you in the future. You are my soulmate." Romeo says looking serious at you holding your hand.

"I love you to Romo. No matter how deep we are in trouble if something terrible happens I love you."

You woke up to yelling and someone kicking down the door "FBI PUT YOUR HANDS UP!!" You look around looking for Romeo.

"Romo what's going on. where are you?"

You look down and see blood everywhere on your body. You scream and look around for Romeo.

You see his lifeless body on the floor you try to stand up and walk towards it but falls because your body is drench of blood head to toe. You crawl towards the body holding his lifeless cold body.

"Rome! Please baby wake up!" Blood covers both of you and the floor. You scream and cry on his body praying that it's just a dream.

"Romeo! Baby please!"

People start to take you away from his body and you kick and scream reaching out to him. You begin to cry when you feel the handcuffs on you.

Starting from the very begining.

Why didn't he believe you. Why. He was supposed to be your big brother. And now hes treating you like a monster. "You disgust me Y/n. You're just a low life monster." You remember him telling you that.

You hated him with every inch of your body when it turned out you were innocent. You proved the whole world wrong that you were innocent. How you were framed.

You couldn't handle life without Romeo. You just couldn't. You tried everything but one thing You stand at at Romeo grave. And pulled out your gun closing your eyes. You place it on your head and plugged the trigger.

Your body falls on the ground

smiling towards your husbands grave

One last time.

#criminal minds x male reader #angst #x male reader #the bear club #aaron hotchner x male reader #aaron hotch #aaron hotch hotchner #aaron hotch x male reader

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iballou · 8 months ago

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Famous People Who Love Radiohead

Danielle Radcliffe: I was mainly listening to Radiohead for Harry in this film. Somebody did ask me yesterday if there was one album that could be Harry’s soundtrack during this movie. I think it would be Ok Computer by Radiohead, which I think tells you all you need to know about his character

Matt Smith: That’s it. That’s what I want when I go to the theatre, when I’m in a play, is them, and that experience that I get from them. I admire the musicianship, I admire the soul that goes into it, and the execution and the work, the preparation. Everything is done right, I think, and done with good intention and soul and heart and good spirit. They are a lesson to us all.

Brad Pitt: What was Brad Pitt talking about all the time? You won’t believe me, but no matter what the question was about, he always ended up talking about Radiohead. He seemed to be obsessed with the band and told that during the filming of “The Fight Club” he spent all his time listening to Radiohead, particularly Ok Computer, which is his favorite album. He argued that his movie wasn’t art, that contemporary art was about Thom Yorke because, according to him, the Radiohead´s singer was so important for his generation as Kafka and Beckett... He was completely captured by his devotion for Thom Yorke.

Christopher Nolan: I spent an afternoon talking about movies, memory and fragmented narrative with the 30-year old director at his apartment near the LACMA while he played Radiohead's Kid A on a boom box...Nolan wanted Paranoid Android to play over the credits of Memento, but the rights were too much so instead he uses Treefingers in the film.

Aaron Paul: When I was in London I followed Radiohead around - I went to both their concerts at the O2. Then I took the train to Paris, met up with my friend Vida and saw them at there as well. Seeing Radiohead in Paris is pretty magical.

Edward Norton: I'm friends with the guys in Radiohead, And Johnny Greenwood...And he and Thom (Yorke) had been playing a lot of weird ambient stuff at the time and so, amazingly,

Ellen Page: They became my first sincere love in music. Before that, I was jumping on my bed and listening to Aqua.

Elijah Wood: Elijah Wood was starstruck when he met Thom Yorke. The 'Lord of the Rings' star - who owns his own record label - says the most overwhelming moment of his life was he met the Radiohead singer, because he has been such a huge influence on him.

Stephen Colbert: He can’t be influenced by the agendas of politicians and public officials, but if you’re [Radiohead] he will gladly roll over for you.

Woody Harrelson: I’ve really become obsessed with Radiohead. In fact, the other day, there was a concert with Thom Yorke and Flea. So, I went — Flea’s a good buddy of mine. Great show! Phenomenal music. Just incredible, of course!

Tobey Maguire: I really respect them. I've been to a couple of their shows and it's pretty great. They've been really consistent in making great music and I really feel like they are true artists and put all of themselves in their music, so it will be interesting to hang out with them.

#thom yorke #radiohead

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ssa-atlas-alvez · 2 years ago

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Tw: reader accused of multiple homicides

I'm not sure if this is okay with ya but maybe Hotch having a singer brother or Gideon having a singer son who gets accused of murder when a concert goes extremely wrong? Like the bass player is found in a trunk of a car and the drummer is found caught in the stage lights?

Warnings: Murder, cheating,

Word count: 1042

You were close to home for the first time in a little while and had excitedly messaged your brother that you would be performing close by, asking if he would like to go.

You: hey i’m close by for my next concert, want to be a cool boss for your team and score some tickjets?

You: tickerts?

You: Tickets, this damn phone

Eyebrows: Sure, when’s the concert?

You: Fridauy

You: I give up :’(

Eyebrows: L.O.L.

You: No. No. Never ever do that again. Please

Eyebrows: What?

You: never text lol, I beg of you

Eyebrows: L.O.L.

You: You want those tickets or not?

Eyebrows: Yes, we should be able to go, will depend on if we have a case though

You: I see how it is

You couldn’t wait for Friday to roll around, you hadn’t seen your brother in what felt like years (even though it had only been a month or two). You hadn’t seen the team in years, despite seeing your brother a month or two ago, he had quickly been called away on a case. You pocketed your phone, standing up and heading back to rehearsals.

Things had been a little… strained to say the least over the last few months. Danny, the bassist had wanted to change the band up a little and try different genres, Johnny, the drummer, slept with Danny’s girlfriend, and Joe, the lead guitarist had slept with Johnny’s sister. And you, the guitarist and singer, had steered clear from the drama. Despite all three of them wanting you to get involved. The only one you really felt sorry for was Danny, all he wanted to do was try a different genre. The others had broken the bro code.

It was nearly show time, you were nervous. This was the first time in a while Aaron was going to be there and the first time the team would be. You sighed, bouncing on your feet, trying to embrace the nervous energy and put it into something productive.

“(Y/N) Hotchner, you’re under arrest, put your hands behind your head,” The voice causes you to freeze, and you follow the orders, placing your hands on your head. You don’t fight as they clip on the handcuffs, only worried about the fans that had paid for the concert and were now unable to see you. Maybe there was a way you could get them all a refund.

They led you to an interrogation room, removing the cuffs, before leaving you alone in the room. You sighed, pacing for a moment before sitting down. You bounced your leg up and down a few times before standing back up again. After pacing the room a few times, you sat back down with a sigh.

“Aaron? What the hell’s going on?” You asked, seeing your brother walking into the room, you don’t pay his colleague much attention, keeping your gaze on your brother.

“(Y/N), I need you to be honest with me.”

“What? Of course, no one’s telling me what’s happened,”

Aaron sighed, “We found two bodies.” Your eyes widen and you’re about to ask who’s but Aaron continues, “They’re Danny and Johnny,” Your hand over your mouth as you draw in a shaky breath.

“What?- How?”

“Danny was found in the trunk of a car, your car. And Johnny was found caught in the stage lights.”

“Oh god…” You draw in another breath before looking at your brother, “Do you think I did this? Is that why I’m here? Aaron, I didn’t do anything, I swear, I would never-”

“I know,” Aaron’s quick to reassure you, “But we have to interview you anyway,” You nod, quickly wiping at your eyes.

“What about Joe? He’s still alive?” You asked, Aaron nodded.

“He is, but he’s missing,”

“Aaron, you need to believe me, I need you to believe me, I didn’t do this,” You pleaded, Aaron gave you a look, the corners of his eyes softening.

“I know,” He said, taking a seat in front of you, ��But I need you to tell us everything that’s been going on with the band.”

You nod, sitting up straighter, wiping the tears quickly from your eyes. “Okay, okay, where do I start?”

“Wherever, we can piece it all together after.” He reassures.

“Um, they were all angry at each other for different reasons,” You explained, “Johnny was sleeping with Danny’s girlfriend, Joe was sleeping with Johnny’s sister, and Danny wanted to try a different genre,”

“Where did you stand in the disagreement?”

You turn to look at the person as they speak, realising it was Derek, you give him a small smile, “I steered clear, I don’t want to get involved in stuff like that. I only really had an opinion about them being annoyed at Danny, we’re supposed to be a team and if one of us wants to try something different, I didn’t see the harm in trying,”

“Hotch,” A woman you recognised as JJ poked her head into the room, “Joe’s been spotted at a gas station three miles out,”

Aaron nodded, “Stay here,” He instructed before leaving the room, JJ and Derek following. You sighed, resting your head in your hands as you waited for your brother’s return.

It was an hour before he returned, sitting quietly in front of you. “Joe confessed to killing them both and trying to frame you. That’s why Danny was in your car.”

You sighed, shaking your head, “Did he say why?”

“Apparently he and Johnny got into a fight about him and Johnny’s sister and he hit him, he hit his head and it killed him.” Aaron said.

“And Danny?”

“He had told Joe that it wasn’t cool to date your best friend’s sister behind their back,”

You exhale deeply, “Over something so stupid?”

“People have killed for less,” He replied, you nodded. You knew it was true, but it just seemed so stupid. “Come on, you can stay with me and Jack for the night, Jack would love to see you,”

You nodded, “Okay,”

“And maybe in the morning I’ll take you to the mall so you can buy a phone with a keyboard you can actually use,” You laughed, rolling your eyes at him.

#Criminal Minds Fanfiction #Criminal Minds #aaron hotchner #brother reader #singer reader #hotch x brother reader #y/n hotchner #but not the series one #singer!reader #reader is in a band #i just wrote this #not proof read

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esotericconsultingdetective · 11 months ago

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my forever fixations (changes will be added.)

sitcoms (b99, modern family, bbt, himym, the office, friends, HOUSE MD)

benedict cucumberpatch and martin freeman (sherlock bbc, lord of the rings, the hobbit etc.)

ghosts&vampires&blood&sadists&gore&darkacademia&haunted places (frankenstein, jekyll and hyde)

english schoolgirls in the not creepy way (wild child, enid blyton boarding school books)

Harry Potter

Dead poet’s society

neil gaiman (coraline)

true crime

granada holmes

LOCKWOOD AND CO. MY BABIES

star trek and star wars in no particular order

spock

taylor swift and old washed up rock bands

pheobe effing bridgers

GRACIE ABRAMS est. 2020 (and the 2021 london show which i attended- my first concert 🥹)

kill her, freak out - samia

therese dreaming and maya hawke

art

raft of medusa

travelling

nerdinators

nerf guns

spy kids

peppa pig and ben and holly and gaston and nanny plum

emma chamberlain's fashion choices

the grisly origins of fairy tales

101 dalmations' original cruella deville.

horrid henry, captain underpants and phineas and ferb

LEGOOOO

evermore and folklore

lore by aaron manke

neurosurgery

fashun

crime podcasts

the history of mad hatters

interesting things to research about

indian royalty history

transylvania

Elizabeth Báthory (the blood countess)

agatha christie and miss marple

puzzle solving but i'm terrible at it (i’m awesome, i’m trying to be humble)

a deepening disgust at mortal fascination with each other.

aliens

d&d

mathematics

Lockwood and Co.

The sisters grimm

Land of stories

middle grade horror and fantasy books

my instagram threads account

tumblr shitposts

tumblr in general

pjo (ex induced)

scarlet and ivy

THE WELLS AND WONG DETECTIVE SOCIETY (robin stevens ily)

young adult dark fantasy without romance (check point 46)

my goodreads account

ada lovelace

franz kafka, virginia woolf.

my spotify playlists (ethel cain i love u)

joan of arc

rosalind franklin

ted ed videos

witch hunts in scotland and salem.

zoroastrian burials

sherlock and watson

my pinterest

amrita shergill

CRISPR

old disney shows

cricket and india's victory in WC in '83

jhansi ki rani

my childhood tv shows

my yt history

video essays

shane and ryan (watcher or buzzfeed unsolved)

chronically online

jude bellingham

Carlos sainz

a dreaded feeling of separation.

Elsa Schiaparelli

the kelly

monaco

aux en provence

ireland

my artemis fowl phase

harry potter

wales

ryan reynolds and john krasinski

adam sandler movies and similar genres of shitty comedy

cobra kai and the karate kid

superheroes

spiderman variants

bucky and the falcon

charlize theron

vintage watches

conde nast traveller

delhi

benedict cucumberpatch

kristy thompson from the bsc

anne with an e

mr brightside

mitski

podcasts

the sixties, thirties and twentys

maggie smith (downtown abbey and loewe campaigns)

jane birkin

youtube fan edits

stranger things

the irregulars and haunting of hill house

gossip girl (fallacies and legacies)

meryl streep (mammia mia and the devil wears prada)

julie andrews (the sound of music, the princess diaries)

vintage movies

youtube short films and billy joel

the prisoner of azkaban

fred and george weasley and kili and fili

gandalf > dumbledore

margaret - ldr and jack antanoff

alicia and janet (the enid blyton cinematic universe)

sharon tate

my halloween blog 'gore'

arch digest house tours

new york because i'm just a girl

BBC SHERLOCK

Star Trek

the matrix

kill bill, fight club, dr. evil, ocean’s 11

The KJO cinematic universe

Nepo babies

Tim Burton

The Addams Family

Science

Biology

Physics

Chemistry

Mathematics x 2

Nerds

Conspiracy theories

Ethical research

female serial killers

elizabeth bathory

my spotify playlists

billy joel - piano man

youtube edits

saltburn

peppa pig & ben and holly

horrid henry

lost childhood animated tv shows

enid blyton boarding school books

british sitcoms (outnumbered)

house md

characters most like me list on charactour/ openpyschometrics.

the 2 IT zoya akhtar movies

special certain bollywood

teams in red - man united, Ferrari and RCB.

Formula 1, Tennis, Football & Cricket

Batman&Alfred (Christopher Nolan version duh!)

Dark Knight’s aesthetic

old marvel and DC movies

Superhero Comics

Richard Feynman

Haunted castles

Halloween and Halloween costumes (the only right answer is switching between batman and darth Vader or my Pinterest board)

LEGO (lotr, Harry Potter, marvel and DC lego)

Batman, iron man, and dr strange

ford v ferrari

shang chi

fight club and kill bill

Zack and Cody and phineas and ferb captain underpants

Karate kid and kung fu panda

karen from outnumbered

philomena cunk

Mercedes, Sebastian Vettel being a nerd and super awesome with pit overtakes, Brocedes + 2019 rookies and Maxiel

2012 grid

2023 george russel t pose

twitch quartet

Good food and masterchef australia

LUCA

black swan

Cool nepo babies (case in point romy mars (director of the tiktok vodka pasta video & Gracie frikking abrams ily)

F2 and f3

Horror movies

SHITTY COMEDYYY movie genre I.e. the hangover, grown ups, etc.

How to train your dragon (i had a dragon dinosaur phase so this is justified)

Lego ninjago

michelle mouton

derry girls

being an absolute effing genius

academia

saltburn aesthetic

letterboxd

Horror movies

Old marvel but deadpool revival

Minions

Breakfast at tiffany’s

Old movies (arsenic and old lace, wizard of oz)

Preminger and old Barbie movies

Old Disney movies (101 dalmations)

Merida and brave and Elsa and frozen

the one dance scene from the sleeping beauty

Movies with julie andrews and audrey hepburn and meryl streep

asha banks' and gracie abrams covering songs

SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS + nosferatu

horror movies of all kinds (slashers, paranormal, psychological, all of them.)

Kickass (the movie)

DEAD POET’S SOCIETY

#myfavouritethingslist

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SHINEDOWN -"A SYMPTOM OF BEING HUMAN"

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Something to say about the human condition!

[3.13]

Ian Mathers: Brah, help he out here: is being undistinguished and boring as fuck also a symptom of being human? [2]

Jacob Sujin Kuppermann: Makes the Eminem song we reviewed earlier sound like the peak of musical agility. Even relative to the decayed standards of modern rock radio stalwarts, this is dire -- I'd go for the most recent singles from Finger Eleven, Avenged Sevenfold, Five Finger Death Punch, 311, and many other bands without odd numbers in their names before I opted for this one. You can hear the exertion in every minor move here. Melodically and lyrically, this is effortful music, trying its hardest to convey the weight of the world and the uplift of its "Normal is just a setting on a washing machine"-ass wisdom. The song is ultimately a paradox; you can at once hear all of the very human failings at play in this song's construction, but all of those disparate, repugnant choices come together to create something altogether inhuman. [1]

Aaron Bergstrom: I once got stuck in a traffic jam trying to leave a parking garage at the same time a Shinedown concert was getting out. This song is a pretty solid approximation of what that felt like. [2]

Harlan Talib Ockey: Come on down to the Shinedown Emporium! We have: 1) Uncanny valley processed vocals! 2) A synth pad that sounds kind of like strings! 3) Conflicting lyrics! (Is anxiety a special, exclusive ticket to a “lunatic ball”, or an ordinary “symptom of being human”?) 4) A hollow bid for as many listeners as possible, especially adult contemporary and country fans! Buy as many as you want; we’ll be here for just over four minutes, but it’ll feel like a lifetime. [2]

Taylor Alatorre: I think Brent Smith sees himself as performing a public service by watering down his firsthand account of a panic attack to make it palatable for Hot Adult Contemporary. There's a respectable logic to that; sometimes the "YOU ARE NOT ALONE" message needs to be skywritten in big block letters for it to get through, particularly in the parts of the U.S. where acts like Shinedown still reign supreme. On the other hand, the stab at universality may end up filtering out those who see themselves as, or know they are seen as, more than just "kinda weird." If everyone's invited to the "lunatic ball," including those who present as normally functioning members of society, then what is the point of labeling it as such? The answer may lie in post-grunge's strange place in the current landscape -- exiled from the mainstream, but not oppositional to anything in a meaningful sense. Genre reflexes being what they are, Shinedown can't avoid the ever-present temptation to prescribe a sold-out rock concert as a kind of collective therapy session. It's a quaint idea, in the sense that it needs to be preserved for those who are helped by it. [5]

Will Adams: Always a fun game when a song I'm hearing for the first time ends a line with "remember" and I have just a few seconds to guess which month it'll be rhymed with. (I guessed December. Bzzt.) Things don't improve from there, with Brent Smith making so many maudlin choices to describe the human condition ("the lunatic ball"?!?) that I was expecting a children's choir to appear near the end. (Bzzt.) [3]

TA Inskeep: With more pneumatic production -- and getting rid of the strings -- this could damned near be scaling the Country Airplay chart. Singer Brent Smith's pleading voice makes me wanna punch him in the throat, as do the terrible lyrics here. [1]

Isabel Cole: As someone who has in fact always been slightly awkward, kind of weird, there are moments where I can glimpse a version of this I might like; it scans as sincere, I think, and I'll always have a soft spot for songs offering up this kind of connection over the loneliest parts of ourselves, where cliche can work because it proves the point that none of us are as burdened by uniqueness as we might imagine ourselves to be. But those schmaltzy strings smack of a failure to trust that the song itself was enough to sell its own pathos, draining it of any power a sparser or beefier or otherwise less saccharine arrangement might have let it display, and the yelping vocal that totally lacks in any kind of dynamism doesn't help matters. Plus, "lunatic ball" is way too Joker-core to be forgivable. [3]

Nortey Dowuona: Zach Myers's guitar line is a simple lick that keeps looping in the background as the piano and strings, arranged by producer and bassist Eric Bass, swirl around Brent Smith's inflexible and stolid voice, providing it a gravitas and weight it does not have alone. The issue is that because the guitar line is the core melodic information, it feels like an anchor to the first few bars, which feel trite and limp, barely able to move. The mere fact that it has to be drowned out by the piano, then the strings, then Barry Kersh's barely propulsive drums, is galling enough. The way the piano plays this lick comfortably and sweetly before choosing not to resolve is worse. It feels like a way to occupy Myers's hands while he and Bass sing background, a way to avoid him being sidelined entirely. A symptom of overloading the song with too much information. [4]

Andrew Karpan: I admittedly missed out on the chance of paying attention to these post-Nickelback butt rawk champions of the sunshine state during my teenage years, but this is very much the kind of thing that would have spoken to me then, a smooth, piano ballad that earnestly insists upon itself and that appears strangely banal in the cold light of adulthood. [4]

Jonathan Bradley: More than for its pomposity and its voracious appetite for cliché (“coloring outside the lines,” “crystal clear,” unpack all your baggage,” “a ship of fools”), “A Symptom of Being Human” stands out for its unsettling competency. There’s little notable about yet more post-post-post-grunge glurge, but Shinedown’s strained-vocal, string-soaked balladry soars thanks to a structure built on precision engineering -- like a Predator drone, perhaps. That makes it remarkable but also lethal: any song can invoke “November Rain” and sound like it might have been played immediately afterwards on the radio in 1992, but only by knowing how to deploy a big chorus and an arpeggiated riff that starts on acoustic guitar and alchemizes into piano can it reach the grim realm of the actually repulsive. Call it the Hinder rule: ineptitude can’t produce a “Lips of an Angel.” [3]

Mark Sinker: This is how whiskered the “Ship of Fools“ metaphor is: Plato gives Socrates oblique recourse to it in book six of The Republic. Some two millennia later, Sebastian Brant made a German phrase of it, for the title of his much-translated hit novel in the high-blogging Gutenberg moment, just as the Reformation was grinding into motion. It was popular as a figure for statecraft and as a satire of religious conflict primarily because everyone could enjoy the image without having to agree which side of the argument it depicted. Today that enjoyment may have drained away a little: hard to tell in a context where melody and timbre and style and an unbroken line of other lyrical clichés are all so grating. There's some nicely tiny tinny little-mini echoes off at the edge of the vocal now and then, and then there's this clod in clown’s whiteface smirkingly bellowing how everyone’s mad here. [4]

Katherine St. Asaph: While moving last year, I accidentally ripped some paint off the wall while taking down an adhesive hook. Taking the errant chip to Home Depot, I learned how surprisingly difficult is to find a color of paint that replicates the exact microshade of landlord off-white that was applied to the unit years ago, or at least something that blends in well enough to not jeopardize your deposit. Thus, I can appreciate the effort it took for Shinedown to recreate the radio fixtures of Hoobastank or Lifehouse or Train this faithfully. [5]

Alfred Soto: Declarations of woundedness disguised as pleas for solidarity are as old as the crucifixion, but when I want Nickelback I listen to Nickelback, m'kay? [2]

Wayne Weizhen Zhang: The best, prettiest P!nk song I’ve heard in years! [6]

[Read, comment and vote on The Singles Jukebox]

#shinedown #music #music writing #music reviews #music criticism #the singles jukebox #Youtube

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dogcodedcatboy · 10 months ago

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4, 6, 12, 20 + 21 >:3

JEROME THANK U FOR SENDING AS ALWAYS <3 <3 <3 sorry it took me so so long to get to these but i appreciate every ask you send ALWAYS !!!!

i already did 4 and 6 B) so i will do the other three

12. Favorite memory of each other?

aaron: aw man! sweet question. i gotta think for a minute. there's obviously a lot of things over the past two and a half years! i think one of my absolute faves was the once time he actually went to a concert with me. i know he's not a fan of loud noises, tight spaces, the general public...all of that stuff. but! he agreed to go see a shitty band play in a shitty little club because he knew how much i was into it. we got fancy dinner and drinks before the show and stuff and it was one of the first times i actually saw him loosen up. he even wore a t shirt out in public, no button up ! real casual. ugh <3

roman: ...I don't like getting all sappy and whatever but, fine. My favorite memory with Aaron was probably the first time he took me to meet all of his friends, roommates, whatever they are. I don't...get out much...I guess you'd say, and I don't get to interact with a lot of 'normal people'. I guess I thought I was above that, a little? I was surprised at how...kind...they all were though, I had a great time. I know I kinda suck, especially from their perspective. I just think it's very sweet that he wanted to show me off. I don't have a lot of friends and it's not particularly easy for me to make them, but...it's so much easier to be all cool and confident when he's by my side. It just felt really good to be accepted and to have like, a person by my side who wanted to vouch for me and was like, proud to be with me. Don't tell him I said that though, I don't wanna feed his already massive ego.

20. What went through your head when feelings were confessed?

aaron: i thought i was hallucinating or some shit. roman confessing to ME was highly unexpected despite the weird cat and mouse thing we were doing beforehand. forreal i was shocked because no way in hell do i feel like i'm good enough for that guy. we've got some real romeo and juliet shit going on and i just never thought he'd risk all of his work and family stuff to be with me. i didn't know if i wanted to kiss him so hard that we'd fall over the balcony and explode on the pavement, or if i wanted to slap him for waiting so long to tell me. i did neither of those things, just smooched him regular style

roman: Christ, I remember wanting to puke, but the rest was kinda...I don't know. I just say shit sometimes. I was really fuckin' freaked out, like a gross hormonal teenager about to ask someone to be their prom date, and if I didn't say it then I never would have. I didn't think he'd reciprocate, I thought I was gonna nuclear bomb the only semi-normal relationship I had...but thankfully he was just as soft on me as I was on him. I felt stupid for being worried after, like Aaron of all people was gonna fuckin' stomp all over my heart.

21. Out of the two of you, who would be the one to kill / get rid of the spider?

aaron: aw fuck. we're both kind of useless here but i would say i am marginally less useless... i can execute a flawless long distance spider assassination if need be. nbd B) up close though i cant deal. its the spiders penthouse now. we have to move out.

roman: Oh, ew. Aaron for sure. I don't deal with that kind of stuff. Creepy crawlies. Ack, no.

#asks #jerome 🎥

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ts1989fanatic · 2 years ago

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Breaking up is hard to do. And sometimes there's screaming involved. Taylor Swift’s Tampa fans were ready for it and then some on Saturday night when the 33-year-old titan of pop music closed out a historic three-night stand at Raymond James Stadium.

In some ways, the scene was reminiscent of nights one and two. Ornate costumes themed to each era of Swift’s career were everywhere. A birthday girl wore a sash to mark the occasion. Someone in the lower bowl was completely covered in pink Christmas lights. And there were countless outfits that quoted lyrics (including a little Swiftie wearing one that said, “screaming, crying, perfect storms” on a shirt’s blank space).

Save for the exclusion of “Illicit Affairs,” addition of “Don’t Blame Me,” and two surprise songs—”Mad Woman,” with The National’s Aaron Dessner on piano, and the first live performance of “Mean” since 2018—Saturday’s setlist also didn’t stray far what fans have seen in cities like Glendale, Las Vegas and Arlington.

But the last dance in Tampa was unique from the two before it in a way that fans likely won’t soon forget.

For starters, the third outdoor date of the “Eras” tour was a scorcher. The feels-like temperature before Gracie Abrams opened the show clocked in at 92-degrees. The Los Angeles-born songwriter acknowledged the weather, telling the crowd, "it's hot here, I hope you're drinking water." And while she, and especially direct support beabadoobee, turned in solid rock sets to whet the the palate, Saturday's crowd was thirsty for Swift in a way that the stellar opening night crowd just could not match.

Saturday saw only 614 more people at Raymond James than Thursday—and brought Swift’s three-day attendance total in Tampa to a staggering 206,459—but it sounded like there was an extra bowl’s worth of bodies in the stadium.

After screams pierced the sky as the sun set, Swift directly acknowledged the volume before “Lover,” when she told 69,131 of her biggest fans that they’d reached uncharted levels of “vibes, and screaming, and fashion."

“I think what we have on our hands tonight, Tampa, is a supercrowd,” she concluded.

The screams did not die down. At times—like on “Love Story” and during the high notes on “Don’t Blame Me”— her vocals were drowned out by the singalongs.

Before “Mean” in the surprise song part of the set, she said, “The vocal talent, it’s deafening, it’s just so loud, and that makes it so fun for us.”

She wasn’t lying. Fun and carefree were two prominent moods during the three-hour-15-minute performance. Swift is undoubtedly always confident onstage during concerts, but there were several extra layers of joy in her movements from the get go.

On “Cruel Summer,” she pirouetted as if she didn’t have to be on her feet for 42 more numbers. At least twice in the set, through that trademark red lipstick and beaming white smile, she playfully (and spontaneously?) stuck her tongue out at the crowd (first on “The Man” and then after the “And he never thinks of me Except for when I'm on TV” lyric on “Midnight Rain”). The hair flips on “Look What You Made Me Do” almost felt feral, and tassels on her gold dress shimmered as she spun like a kid in a rainstorm during “Fearless,” where she pointed straight at the stage as she sang, “And I don't know how it gets better than this.”

Swift was just 18 years old when that song, the title track from an album that won two Grammys, came out. And despite the growth she’s experienced since, Saturday night saw Swift meet her wide-eyed fans with the same kind of innocence from that era.

The band and dancers got in on it, too.

On “You Belong With Me,” longtime guitarist Paul Sidoti was beaming in an ear-to-ear smile as his boss laughed while leaning on bassist Amos Heller as she belted out, “Hey, isn't this easy?”

Dancer Jan Ravnik was soaked in sweat during the Red block where Swift gave her hat to a fan on “22,” grabbed their hand and blew a kiss. One dancer (and I swear I will update this post with hithes name when I find out) twice stole the song, once on “Style” and again when he took a solo on “Bejeweled.”

In short, Swift, along with everyone else in the stadium, was on fire.

The only time the crowd ever really hushed was on non-singing passages from Evermore and Folklore cuts like “Cardigan,” as fans hung on to every note, just waiting for Swift to come back to the microphone so they could sing along again.

Swift’s Tampa finale felt like the kind of set an artist plays on the last date of a tour that marks the end of a fruitful career. But at 33 years old—despite 17 years of music behind her—Swift is just entering her prime and absolutely dominating the post-pandemic touring game, with no one even coming close. What’s more is that based on the hordes of super-young fans in the audience, a new generation of Swifties is ready to grow up with the back catalog, and whatever comes next, guiding them to adulthood.

So that’s the big question Tampa fans were left with as the smoke from the post-”Karma” fireworks faded into the humid night. What is next?

In a podcast interview released just months before his death, the late-Laker great Kobe Bryant pushed back when host Jordan Harbinger suggested that he wouldn’t have an artist like Swift on in his car.

“I do,” Bryant said, adding that it’s important to listen to people who do great things.

The Black Mamba noted how long Swift has been on top of the game, and wondered how, and why, she does it. He more or less begged to get into her headspace in the writing room, talked about the challenges of re-inventing yourself, and the pressure of having to be better than your last time on the playing field. The pressure to follow a No. 1 album with an even superior one, Bryant suggested, is unimaginable.

“I don't care if you like her music or if you don't like the music. Look at what she's doing—that's frightening stuff. It's unbelievable to be able to pull that off over and over and over and over,” he said. “I look at things like that, and try to learn from her as much as I can.”

Swift fans have learned to dissect easter eggs in their hero’s movements, but only she truly knows what’s over the horizon or when she’s going to get there. Whatever, and whenever, it is, you can bet that her followers will be there—loud, hot and ready as ever—to cheer her along.

Setlist

Miss Americana & the Heartbreak Prince

Cruel Summer

The Man

You Need To Calm Down

Lover

The Archer

Fearless

You Belong With Me

Love Story

‘Tis The Damn Season

Willow

Marjorie

Champagne Problems

Tolerate It

…Ready For It?

Delicate

Don’t Blame Me

Look What You Made Me Do

Enchanted

We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together

I Knew You Were Trouble

All Too Well

(Seven)

The 1

Betty

The Last Great American Dynasty

August

My Tears Ricochet

Cardigan

Style

Blank Space

Shake It Off

Wildest Dreams 35

Bad Blood

Mad Woman

Mean

Lavender Haze

Anti-Hero

Midnight Rain

Vigilante Shit

Bejeweled

Mastermind

Karma

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Interviews with ✨the 4 town boys✨ girlfriends 💞

(I've had these aus for a while, so I might as well post them)

My AU ⭐

Warnings: Mentions of bad relationships, mentions of body insecurities, Y/n starving herself. Mentions of anxiety. Aaron T's Y/n is trans. Gender not Specified. Reference to assault and PTSD. And family trauma.. Jessie's y/n is a part of the Ling family *there is not a red panda emoji but you get the point*

🗼Robaire's Girl🗼

-Interviewer..

"So Y/n, you and Robaire have always seemed like the perfect couple, makes one wonder how you two met in the first place?)

-Y/n..

"Well I can't argue there. I really couldn't have hoped for a more amazing boyfriend. As for how we met, some people have speculated it was during the infamous 'Panda apocalypse' but we had actually met before then. I went to a 4 town concert in Toledo, before they came to Toronto, it was my home town for some time until I moved to Toronto. That first time I had gone to their concert I happened to have a backstage pass, and Robiare was the member I was most eager to talk to. We really hit it off enough so that he had given me a VIP pass to their next concert in Toronto. Which unfortunately meant that I was in the front row were all the 'panda madness' happened, but Robiare stormed in and saved me like a true 'prince Charming' After that the two of us got a lot closer but I still didn't try to pursue him romantically.. Simply because he was well a pop star and I was just me. Although I do know that if he was here right now he'd chide me about thinking less about myself.. At the time I ended up falling into a relationship with a bad man, he had hurt me and just as before Robiare came sweeping in to save me. Thanks to him that horrible man is behind bars now, And as an added perk our feelings for each other happened to surface at that time. He had felt the same way about me but didn't pursue me because he thought I only saw him as a friend. But in the end everything worked out and he and I have been happily dating for almost 3 years now.." 😊

🕊Tae Young's girl🕊

-Interviewer..

"So tell me Y/n, you and Tae certainly seem like the most adorable couple. makes people wonder what the story behind the two of you is."

-Y/n..

"Well.. As some people may know I'm one of the lyric writers for 4 town, but that's actually not how Tae and I met. You see my therapist had recommended that I take on fostering doves as a way to ease my anxiety, witch at the time was cripplingly bad but Tae has really helped me to live with it. When I met Tae in the foster doves program I was immediately love stuck but my anxiety prevented me from doing anything about it. Eventually Tae found out I was a songwriter, one that had not yet been discovered so he took it upon himself to get me decoverd and his way of doing this was the rest of his band. I didn't know about this so when I found out first hand I was definitely shell shocked. Every member had told me how amazingly talented I was in song writing and especially Tae. They had convinced me to be a songwriter for them. And I have to admit it was a bit overwhelming at the time but I felt like there was nothing I couldn't do with Tae cheering me on. And now that we're dating I've learned just how much truth that holds. 😌

😎Aaron Z's girl😎

-Interviewer..

"So y/n there has been some whispers about you and Z's relationship . We were hoping you could set that record straight."

-Y/n..

"Yes, I've heard these whispers and as nasty as some of them can be I can't say I blame them because what had happened before me and Z started dating i'm not particularly proud of.. As most people know I'm one of the back up dancers for 4 town so that's how me and Z met. As most people also know Z could be described as Stoic but in reality he's really just shy and nervous. I caught feelings for Z pretty quickly but with how sheltered he can be it really seemed like he didn't really care much for me which I assumed was over the thing I was most insecure about. My weight.. It's something I've been insecure about my whole life and so I did what no one should ever feel like they should do, I tried to change myself so people. Him in particular would like me.. Dieting wasn't working so eventually I did something truly awful.. I starved myself.. And that's the reason as to why the whispers get so nasty because people think I was just doing it for attention while in reality I was just doing it for acceptance.. I ended up dropping before the weight did and Z was the first person to my side.. He told me that it was stupid to try to change myself to get him to like me because he liked me for who I was.. I still struggle with my body image and how straining feelings inferior can be but Z is always there to remind me to be myself because there's no one he'd rather have by his side.. 😁

😝Aaron T's girl😝

-Interviewer..

"So Y/n was it, I certainly hope I'm getting that right I would hate to be insensitive.. The fans want to know what brought you and T together seeing as you two seem to be complete opposites."

-Y/n..

"Yes. Y/n is correct, don't worry. And yeah me and T are what you would call 'complete opposites' especially considering I don't like pizza and he would be content eating it for every meal. What brought us together was T walking into my dojo. He got the bright idea to try martial arts and he stole my thunder in the process. I was the highest black belt in that Dojo and he was a fast learner, so as you can probably guess we didn't exactly get along. We were caught in a winner takes all battle from the start but even then don't think I didn't notice the way he did his 'googo eyes' at me. If I wasn't so focused on winning I would have found it adorable how he was smitten for me. But what truly brought us together was the fact he didn't look at me differently. Gender identity has been something I've struggled with my whole life and people have always judged me for not being the person I 'should be' but he was the first person to see me for who I am, he didn't care that I was trans and in fact he helped me to finally fully commit to the person I wanted to be. And for that I could never put into words how much I love him for that. But. Don't get me wrong, in the end of our little competition I still won. 😉

🌟Jessie's girl🌟

-Interviewer..

"So Y/n. There's been a lot of buzz surrounding you and Jessie's relationship we were hoping to find out what actually happened from the source"

-Y/n..

"Yes, I suppose it's time to set the wreckord straight. Buckle up because this is a bit of a long story.. As you can clearly see, I'm a part of the ling family. Yes the famously Chaotic 'panda family' and while I love my family I have a rather complicated history with them.. You see when I was younger I trusted someone I shouldn't have and they took advantage of me.. Hurt me.. So I.. Turned to the one person I thought would always be there.. My mother.. And as pretty much everyone knows how destructive her panda is.. She couldn't handle her emotions upon finding out what happened to me.. And she took her anger out on the closest thing to her.. Me.. She lost it for a split second and well.. Gave me this scar.. I left after that.. And I never wanted to return.. Due to the trauma of.. Everything that happened to me.. My panda side is always showing. Whether it be my ears or sometimes my tail.. One day I decided that I needed to overcome my fears and I decided that going to a concert was a good way to do that.. You know how the members of 4 town reach out to people in the crowd when doing their angel bit well. I happened to be the one Jessie reached for.. And I almost took his hand.. Only to be reminded of the one who had hurt me.. And then that's when my mother showed up.. As the same monster I remembered her as..i wanted to do what I've always done.. Run away.. But when they needed people to sing from their hearts in order to save her.. I didn't hesitate to pick up a mic.. And 4 town did the same thing; they were my backup singers.. After that I still couldn't forgive my mother.. So when 4 town asked me to join them.. I saw it as a way to get away from her.. But overtime Jessie made me realize that even if I can't forgive her she's still my mom.. They are still my family.. So thanks to him I've made amends with them and I'm there to help my little sister navigate through womanhood. As for how me and Jessie got together. As soon as I won his kids over.. I also won over his heart 💘 and ever since he's been there to help me battle with my PTSD no matter how difficult it may be sometimes he's always there and I am so grateful 🥲

#turning red 4town #x reader

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