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kissmeliketheworldwillend · 7 months ago
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LIZZY CAPLAN in FATAL ATTRACTION (2023)
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superreader30 · 11 months ago
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awardswatcherik · 2 years ago
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thatboleyngirl77 · 5 months ago
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I love that we live in a world where these people exist in the same universe
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and it becomes something as brilliant as this:
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(Also, I know that they have played LOTS of different roles, I just wanted to show ones from COMPLETELY different places or timelines e.g. I feel like Rosa Diaz could very easily bump into Emmet Forrest.)
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azusaluvclub · 3 months ago
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Hello it’s me again uwu because I have no sense of boundaries and I love your writing for The Boys ™️ 😔🤠 [sad yeehaw]
can I please request the eungang + ranking union stinkers: how they would act if their crush made the first bold move?
hi!! thank you for the request! it means a lot that you like my writing, i really appreciate it <3
this was really interesting to write, especially for the union boys lol- also, some headcanons are longer than others, just based on how many ideas i had for each character. regardless, hope you enjoy :D
gender neutral as always~
weak hero reactions; you make the first move
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eunjang —
gray yeon / yeon sieun
⋆ Sieun had liked you for weeks now. You sat in front of him at cram school, yet he hadn't noticed you until recently when you'd asked him to help with a question you didn't fully understand. The smile you wore made his heart flutter. Since then, he's looked forward to seeing you each day — more eager to attend school than he'd been
⋆ In some ways, Sieun is still reserved, so while he wants to reach out, not knowing if you feel the same holds him back. Unbeknownst to him, you've noticed Sieun, too, much sooner than he did you
⋆ He was smart and cute and you liked that about him, but you were tired of keeping it to yourself. Trying to grab his attention by asking for help wasn't getting you anywhere, either. Now you'd have to take a real initiative
⋆ After cram school, you stop him on his way out the building. "Do you want to study together?" you ask, hoping he'll say yes. It was a simple request, yet subtly Sieun's face lights up. He agrees and you slip him a note with your number on it. The whole way home he smiles, for the first time in a while~
ben park / park humin
⋆ Humin is such an outgoing and confident guy that it's a total suprise if you make the first move- He would absolutely love it, though
⋆ You're part-timing at the pool hall Humin and Hyuntak frequent, and it's obvious from the start that Humin is into you. He'll often throw cheesy compliments your way or watch you work — smiling when he catches your gaze. But, he still won't approach you, no matter how much acknowledge him. You thought it was pretty obvious that you liked him too, yet he kept acting so coy- It was really aggravating you
⋆ The next time he came in, Humin greeted you as usual ("Are you a fart? 'Cause you blew me away~"). You stopped him before he could escape to the pool table, grabbing his wrist gently. "I like you," you say, and it's a relief to get it out. Humin stares at you in shock, though he wasn't oblivious to your crush; hearing it from you was a whole new experience
⋆ You wait for a response and, for a second, you think you got overenthusiastic. But all that fear vanishes with a few simple words from Humin: "Do you know how to play Tekken?"
alex go / go hyuntak
⋆ You went to the same boxing ring as Hyuntak, where you'd initially met. When he first started boxing, Hyuntak struggled more than he'd like to admit; it surprised him to see that you were much stronger despite your appearance
⋆ He was content admiring you from afar, but you're bold and you see potential in him, so your connection starts as small as you showing him how to fix his form and hand placements
⋆ From then, Hyuntak and you start hanging out often so you can give more pointers. Your personalities mesh well, plus he's super cute~ But he's too shy to make a move on you, wanting to be a stronger, cooler Hyuntak first (even though you already think he is-). He won't say it, but he can be pretty insecure at times; he really wants to impress you, regardless of whether he needs to
⋆ During your next boxing session, you're helping him with a move he can't quite perfect. Hyuntak is frustrated and you think he'll give up, but he has you in the corner encouraging him. In a few more tries, he gets it right and you rush over, kissing his cheek before you can even think — "That was amazing! I knew you could do it!"
⋆ He blushes, the tips of his ears a cherry red; your excitement boosts his confidence. While he wished he'd gotten a chance to confess first (and he may still get the chance), it's a relief to know you feel the same~
gerard jin / jin gayool
⋆ Gayool met you at one of Slam's first concerts. You were one of few middle-schoolers in the crowd, so you stood out — especially when you were waving a sparkly fan sign over your head. You were enamored by his voice, having discovered the band when they were just busking. They inspired your love for music, but, more importantly, your crush on Jin Gayool
⋆ You spoke a few times after shows, mostly interview them for your blog. Gayool liked your charm, however, and found himself drawn to you. Many of the girls at Slam's shows were older women who'd stalk him out of the building, or ask to take him home; though you were a fan, you were normal in comparison, and treated the members as people — not objects
⋆ Still, approaching you was difficult. You live in a different town, so it's not as easy as running into you on the street; and Hyeonjin doesn't give him much room to socialize before or after concerts (your interviews the only exception). Gayool's stuck on what to do- But you want him too, and aren't letting it go. The next time they perform, you have a sign with you, as usual. Instead of your normal encouraging words, however, the sign says something a lot bolder: Jin Gayool, will you go out with me?
⋆ When Gayool sees it, he stops singing, eyes wide in shock — the good kind, of course. Some of the aunties in the crowd glare at you, and you consider putting the sign away before you regret it; besides, Gayool couldn't exactly say 'yes' mid-performance without it causing a scene. But any concern you have about his feelings washes away when he begins to speak: "This next song is dedicated to someone very special~"
union —
jimmy bae / bae jihoon
⋆ You and Jihoon knew each other since middle school, having followed him to Yoosun as well. Though you wouldn't say you were the closest, you considered him a friend. Often, you'd hang out with him and Jeongyeon or bum cigs off Jihoon between classes; you'd buy extra snacks at the convenience store to share with him, so your relationship was mutually beneficial
⋆ Still, you always felt like you wanted more. Jihoon was rough, yes, but with you the wall he'd put up came down, just a bit. He would tease you, but it was different to how he'd tease Jeongyeon, as though he were cautious of your feelings (though Jihoon has never been one to care for them before). Still, Jihoon is too busy with his own melodrama that he doesn't think he can pursue you — at least not in his current state
⋆ However, you've devised a plan. The three of you had plans to see a movie together, but Jeongyeon has "mysteriously" gotten sick. So now it's just you and Jihoon, side-by-side in the theater, watching some sleazy horror movie that you're regretting buying a ticket for
⋆ Afterwards, Jihoon walks you home. "He's not actually sick, is he?" Jihoon asks, and you pause, embarrassed that he caught your lie. You shake your head, but this is your chance and you can't waste it. "I wanted to be alone with you," you explain, and he cocks his head in confusion. "Bae Jihoon, I really like you."
⋆ Jihoon is taken by surprise, but a feeling of excitement bubbles within him. He won't say it back, yet, but the smile he wears the rest of the night is all you need to see~
jake ji / ji hakho
⋆ You and Hakho met at an anime con. You had a small Two Piece cosplay account, and he was a bit starstruck to see you running a booth at the convention selling fan zines
⋆ Hakho bought one, immediately falling in love with your creativity. He reached out to your account to lend his praises, and it wasn’t long before a friendship sparked between you two. Not only were you the same age, with similar interests, you shared Hakho’s sense of humor. Plus, you were very attractive (of course)~
⋆ It was easy for him to fall in love, but the Union always seemed to get in the way. Hakho didn't want to burden you with his life, because you were the most peaceful and constant part of it; despite this, you'd fallen just as hard for him
⋆ The two of you were binge-watching Two Piece, bowls of popcorn and sweets scattered on the couch beside you, and a few bottles of soju you'd stolen from your mom's closet. The sun had long since gone down, and you could feel your eyes grow heavy with sleep. Hakho shifts beside you, preparing to leave, but you grab his shirt to stop him
⋆ "Please stay," you beg, "just a little longer." There's a sparkle in your eyes that makes it hard to say no, so he doesn't, even when you doze off on his shoulder, drunkenly whispering a confession against his skin. You'd forget it in the morning, but Hakho would hold onto that memory forever~
wolf keum / keum seongje
⋆ Seongje was interested in you from the start. You'd met through your childhood friend, Hwangmo. You were wary of Seongje at first, as you hadn't heard much good about him. His personality was brash and wild — even his smile sent a shiver down your spine. But it intrigued you, just as your quiet demeanor intrigued him, too
⋆ He was in your class, though you never spoke to him when Hwangmo wasn't there. You were smart, often getting top scores in the class; not only that, but you were kind, always offering help to others. Many people liked you, and that popularity made you stand out more to Seongje, as most popular people he knew used that power as a weapon, unlike you, who used it to lift up those around you
⋆ Maybe your humility was why he fell for you. And he was everything you weren't (bold, honest, and exciting), so you felt drawn to him, too. However, Seongje is romantically inept, so he doesn't know how to confess. Plus, he thinks you might be too good for him, and that leaves him hesitant; what if you truly change him? Or hold him back from his duties as Ganghak's leader?
⋆ After class, Seongje is assigned to cleaning duties with you. The light hits your face just right and he finds himself mesmerized, not realizing he's staring until you flash him a smile. "For a Union leader, you're pretty weak around me," you tease, and his ears redden, trying to shake off the remark. "You're seeing things," he shoots back
⋆ "Maybe. Or maybe I like you, too," you say, and Seongje really turns red. You exchange numbers on the walk to your bus stop; it's a strange feeling, but Seongje is hopeful to see what being with you does for him
forrest lee / lee sehan
⋆ Though he's a Union leader and can be as much of a dick as the rest of them, Sehan (when it comes to romance) is a man of tradition who was raised to be gentlemanly- So when you made the move on him? It threw him for a loop
⋆ He'd been crushing on you for ages. You're working part-time at the convenience store he frequents, so you two often chat during your breaktime. Though it was small talk, he'd look forward to it every day and visit you even if he didn't have money for snacks
⋆ While Sehan wants to confess, or get your number at least, he struggles- Partly because he's worried about you getting too close to the Union, and partly because of his own insecurity. Talking with you was easy when you made him feel so normal, even in the short moments you shared, so he grew afraid to ruin your friendship if you didn't feel the same
⋆ Still, it's worth a shot! During one of your meetings, he plans to get your number — key word: plans. Before he knows it, you're asking him on a date-
⋆ Sehan's pretty flustered, as he was hoping to ask you first, but seeing the gleam in your eye makes up for it. After stumbling over his words, face totally flushed, he gives you his number and the two of you make plans to catch a movie that weekend, Sehan blushing the rest of his walk home~
donald na / na baekjin
⋆ To Baekjin, you're something of an enigma. Not many people got as close to him as you were, and yet, without him realizing, you'd gone from being someone who he caught glances with in halls and the library, to a constant figure in his life
⋆ It's easy for him to fall for you. You're funny and easygoing, but reliable; even though you knew about his role in the Union, you never saw him as a villain or someone to fear. It was strange to him initially, because Baekjin was so comfortable holding power over those under him, yet you acted as though you were already his equal
⋆ Even so, he couldn't tell you about his feelings — until it was the right time, at least. Between school, the Union and business affairs, he never had time for crushes before, and he wouldn't let himself falter now. The Union needed a strong leader, not someone who could surrender to love so carelessly
⋆ When you burst into Baekjin's office and blurt out a confession, however, his composure slips- It's bold in a way he's not accustomed to, but he can't stop thinking about how cute you are, tumbling out every emotion you'd been holding onto between a few deep breaths. Honestly, he can't say no — nor does he really want to
⋆ Baekjin stops you with a hand on yours, looking at you with the softest smile. He wonders if he'll regret it someday, when the Union inevitably falls and all he has left is you; but a simple life may be what he needs, more than omnipotence and riches. "Don't worry, Y/N. I like you, too~"
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justlightlysedated · 14 days ago
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So update, I have NOT finished the fic BUT since I did say maybe today, I decided to post an update! Here is the last 1/3 of Part Two, which is also known as "The Divorce Era" it is also WIP WEDNESDAY! So yay for me 😊
December 2019
Isobel is just walking through the front entrance of the hospital when her phone blares, sudden and loud. She tugs it out of her pocket and to her ear.
"What?"
"When you get here don't do any Jedi mind tricks," Kyle says without a hello. "I have to talk to you before anything else. Where are you?"
"In the front entrance," she responds and hangs up.
She has to stop herself from stomping forward and demanding to be told what is happening with Michael Guerin. But she trusts Kyle enough to wait.
She still doesn't understand how this happened.
They had been practicing with their powers more than usual, but it didn't make any sense for Michael to drop out of nowhere, publicly enough that the emergency services were called before anyone could do anything about it.
Kyle had recognized his description from the EMTs and had immediately called Isobel, telling her he'd do what he could to avoid exposure.
She spots Kyle coming out of the elevator and heading her way, walking fast. He grabs on to her elbow and begins tugging her forward. Isobel lets this go on until they're in the elevator and then she pushes him away.
"Can you please tell me what the hell is going on?" she demands. "And where is Michael?"
Kyle reaches forward and presses the button to stop the elevator before turning to face her.
"Has Michael ever told you anything about being married?"
Isobel snorts, wanting to laugh, but settling for shaking her head. "He's made comments about a husband before, but it's impossible that he actually got married without Max and I there."
Kyle exhales roughly, "Well either he was telling the truth or it's too late to do anything to keep Michael off the government radar."
Isobel clenches her hands together, resisting the urge to tear into Kyle's brain and find out the information that he has faster. The elevator creaks alarmingly.
"Okay," Kyle says, holding his hands out in front of him like he's trying to placate her. "I'm just the messenger here, okay?"
"Kyle," Isobel snaps. "I need a full and concise explanation in the next thirty seconds or else-"
"I can't access any of his records," Kyle says, cutting her off. "Everything from the stats taken at the scene to the oxygen mask put on his face have been put under lock and classified key. The chief of staff says that there was a military code on his file that puts all of his information on a highly classified need to know basis."
Isobel thinks that over quickly, "So what you're saying is that either they already know and there is nothing that we can do or Michael is married to someone high up in the military."
As soon as the words are out of her mouth, Isobel wants to smack herself on the forehead.
"I stand corrected," she says before Kyle can confirm or deny her previous statement. "There is someone that he could be married to without telling either of us."
Kyle gives her a look, and she raises an eyebrow back at him thinking, Alex Manes really loudly, and somehow it seems to work.
Kyle's eyes flash from realization to surprise to surprisingly, guilt.
Isobel would ask, but she pulls her phone out again instead. 
To Alex's credit he answers the phone almost immediately, "This is not a good time."
"Okay, when would be a better time for you to tell me that you're married to my brother?" Isobel asks as sickeningly sweet as she can manage.
Alex just sighs, "Good. You're here. I need to leave in ten minutes if I want to make it to my meeting in time."
Which meant that Alex was here in the hospital, when he was supposed to be halfway across the country chasing down Project Shepherd leads. Interesting.
"I'm signing all the paperwork, and once Michael wakes up they'll discharge him immediately, no tests or anything," Alex had continued speaking while Isobel wasn't paying attention.
"Alex," Isobel almost shouts, interrupting his flow. "You're married. To Michael."
"Yes," Alex says, sounding annoyed, like he doesn't understand why this needs to be a conversation that they need to have. "Technically separated. Fortunately he didn't actually file for divorce earlier this year so all of the precautions I took are still legible."
"Technically separated," Isobel repeats in a mocking tone.
She can feel the eye roll through the phone.
"Just get out of the elevator, and come over here," he says. "We're in room C118."
He hangs up before Isobel can say anything else.
She scoffs and pulls up Michael's information, but then decides she can berate him better in person.
"He said they're in room C118."
Kyle nods his head once, and presses two buttons, one to start the elevator again, and the other to get to the correct floor.
"So they really are married then?" He asks, sounding both like he wants to know the answer, but also like he doesn't.
"Apparently it's so obvious that Mr. Manes gets annoyed if you ask too many questions," she pauses for a second thinking it over. "Or is it Mr. Guerin as well?"
Kyle just groans and leans back against the wall.
"What's wrong with you?" Isobel asks.
Kyle is saved by answering when the doors open, but Isoebl stops him as they get out, pushing him into a secluded corner. 
"Are you secretly in love with Alex as well or what?"
Kyle splutters, shaking his head, "No. I mean, not that Alex isn't a great guy, and anyone would be lucky to be secretly in love with him-"
"Thanks for saying that Kyle," Alex's highly amused voice comes from somewhere to their right.
They both turn to look at him.
Usually, Isobel has nothing bad to say about Alex's wardrobe. But today it looks like he pulled clothes randomly out of Michael's closet. As a matter of fact, Isobel is sure that the dirty gray shirt he's wearing tucked beneath Michael's jean jacket is the same shirt that Michael had been wearing when she'd seen him last.
"What are you wearing?" Isobel asks, wrinkling her nose.
"My husband's clothes," Alex responds, like butter wouldn't melt in his mouth.
He grins while she gapes at him, momentarily speechless.
"Alex I'm so sorry," Kyle blurts out like he can't stop himself.
"For what?" Alex asks, giving Kyle a slightly suspicious look.
"You remember when you were in that accident a couple of days before you were kidnapped by your brother?"
Alex nods his head slowly, while Isobel furrows her brow. She had never heard about Alex being involved in an accident.
"Well, I forgot to tell you with everything else that happened, but I  kind of threwGuerinoutofthehospitalforclaimingtobeyourhusband."
He throws the words out as fast as he can, and then looks away, wincing when he catches Isobel’s eye. Isobel has half in mind to set him on fire, but she also didn't believe Michael when he told her that she was married. In her defense, she had thought she had all of the pieces of information. It wasn't until she talked to Max, a couple of years before Liz Ortecho stormed back into their lives, that she realized that there was one big blind spot in her reasoning.
Alex takes a second to get what Kyle was trying to say, and once he does he gives Kyle a look bordering on angry, but still amused.
"You could've just checked my file. He's listed as my next of kin."
And once again, Alex says the words in a way that sounds annoyed that he has to point out something so obvious.
Kyle winces at Alex's tone. And Isobel rolls her eyes.
"I'm sorry, " Kyle says again.
Alex just nods, "It's not me you owe an apology to."
He turns to face Isobel, "Everything is squared away. He's awake and just waiting for the paperwork. You guys can leave once the nurse hands you the paperwork, and a USB drive."
His eyebrows telegraph the importance of the USB.
Isobel just nods her head slowly, "So technically separated."
Alex sighs, "In the last eleven years, we've spent more time apart than together. This marriage has never been about our relationship."
Isobel opens her mouth to argue, but Alex just shakes his head.
"It's a safety net," he says, and Isobel stops speaking, eyes widening a little. "It means no matter what I'll be there for him."
"So it has nothing to do with the fact that you're in love with him or anything?" Isobel questions sarcastically because someone has to say it.
Alex rolls his eyes, "Your brother had ample time to file for divorce any time in the last year, and he failed to do so."
"I have to go," he continues before Isobel can ask another question. "Take care of him."
And he's gone before Isobel can tell him that she doesn't need him to tell her that.
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Alex doesn't know why he expected that taking a meeting near Roswell would come with no consequences. He hadn't told anyone he was going to be around. He hadn't been planning on making a big deal out of it, which is probably why it's the day that Michael Guerin decides to stop being reliable and lands himself in the hospital.
Alex is only two minutes late to his meeting, and it sets the tone for the rest of the day. 
Alex is tired when he heads back to the house. He intends to sleep for a couple of hours and then pack up a few more necessities and leave.
So of course, when he gets out of the bathroom he hears a knock on the front door.
Alex closes his eyes and breathes in deeply. There is only one person that could be. Well conceivably there are five people that could be. But it's narrowed down to one since there is only one person who wouldn't wait for Alex to open the door before opening it himself.
Alex ignores the new person in the house and drops his dirty clothes inside of the washer and puts it to wash. Luckily the machine is loud enough that it'll remind Alex to put the clothes to dry before he falls asleep.
He walks out of his bedroom, and finds Michael sitting on the edge of the couch, elbows resting on his knees as he hunches over, looking down to the floor. He's still wearing Alex's shirt, that they'd switched at the hospital, after Alex had seen that there were spots of blood on his. They wouldn't take his shirt, but better safe than sorry.
Alex spots the thick folded stack of paper on top of the table and tries, very, very hard not to sigh.
"Tag you're it," Michael says, straightening up and looking at Alex.
He looks tired, but better than he did when he was lying back in a hospital bed. Alex had never wanted to see Michael in one. 
"You lied to me," Alex says, instead of grabbing the divorce papers and shoving them into the paper shredder in his office.
Michael shrugs, "I didn't lie exactly. I just let you believe what you wanted to believe."
Alex doesn't stop the sigh that falls out of his mouth this time.
Alex really only has himself to blame here.
"I don't understand why you couldn't just file them," Alex says, maybe a bit plaintive. He gave the papers to Michael for a reason.
Michael shrugs and leans back on the couch, "My reasons for marrying you haven't changed."
Alex makes a face at his own words being used against him. Especially since they were now, somehow, on opposite sides of this fight, once again.
"But your dad is dead now," he continues, trying to look nonchalant, but Alex can see right through him. "So all of your reasons are void. So you shouldn't have any more issues."
Alex walks away from him, heading towards the kitchen. He cannot have this conversation sober.
Michael walks into the kitchen when Alex is done pouring some bourbon into two glasses.
Alex grabs his glass and downs his drink, thinking about pouring himself another when Michael pushes his glass closer to Alex with just a flick of his fingers.
Alex grabs the glass and downs the drink before he can second guess himself.
Alex sets the glass down and turns to face Michael, who leans back against the island counter facing Alex.
"Why did you lie to me?" Alex asks before Michael can say anything.
Michael sighs, "There just never seemed to be a time to go do it, and if I'm being honest, there was never a reason important enough to do it."
Alex doesn't say that Michael just spent months in a serious relationship with someone else.
"And also I wanted to see if you would come when I called if you thought I wasn't your husband," he says, grinning at Alex as though it's a joke.
Alex wraps his fingers around the bottle of bourbon, tempted to pour himself another glass.
Michael reaches out and wraps his hand around Alex's, stopping him from moving.
"Michael," Alex says, because he doesn't know what else to say.
"Alex," Michael responds in the same tone.
They stare at each other in silence for too long minutes. Alex's hand tingles where it's trapped beneath Michael's, and his eyes drop to Michael's lips, that part as he stares as though Alex's gaze is a physical touch.
Alex vividly remembers the last time that he kissed Michael and he wishes he didn't.
"You were in the hospital today," Alex says, slipping his hand out from beneath Michael's and taking a step back.
"Extenuating circumstances," Michael says immediately, leaning heavily against the counter.
"Still, the only reason that you’re not playing lab rat is because of the special privileges granted to you by our marriage."
Michael opens his mouth, a familiar teasing look on his face, but Alex cuts him off before he can say anything.
"Don't."
Michael just lifts his hands in the air in mock surrender, pushing away from the counter.
Michael stuffs his hands into the pocket of his jeans, rocking back on his heels.
"So," he starts stretching out the o sound.
"So," Alex repeats shortly. "It seems like we're at an impasse."
They stare at each other in silence once again, but Alex is unwilling to break it this time. Because he might just cross the space between them and kiss him.
Luckily, Michael speaks before too long, "I know you're going to leave again."
Alex inhales sharply.
"But I know you're coming back," Michael continues, taking a step closer to Alex, who remains frozen, staring at Michael like he's prey in the eyes of a predator. "And maybe you'll go on dates with someone else, and maybe you'll fall in love."
Michael looks away at that, and only then does Alex feel like he is breathing again.
"But whether you file those papers or not, once you've figured out exactly what it is that you want, I'll be here."
He turns back to face him at those last three words, and Alex finds himself trapped all over again.
"And this time we won't have the excuse of not being able to communicate," he continues, pulling out a piece of paper from his pocket and placing it on top of the counter. "You can reach me anytime."
"You expect me to believe that you actually got a phone that you're actually going to use as intended and not as a paperweight?"
Michael rolls his eyes, "Answering the phone might be difficult sometimes, but if you text me, I'll always answer back."
Alex scoffs at that. 
If Michael doesn't answer the phone immediately, he can be counted on to call back anywhere between five to nine business days, if he doesn't by then, he'll never do it. And texting is definitely out of the question when it takes him ten whole minutes to type out a single sentence. Alex has seen it happen, and has seen the frustration on Michael's face.
"It's a phone better suited for texting," Michael says, grinning when Alex's eyes dart up to his surprise. "Izzy came with me when I got it."
Alex shakes his head, but he reaches out for the piece of paper anyway.
Michael's smile gets a little wider, "So, call me or text me, whenever you want. And maybe, we can be friends?"
Alex gives him a look at that.
"To start with," he continued, smile turning sly. "And eventually, I'll ask you to either renew our vows one more time, or to marry me again."
Alex stutters out a disbelieving laugh, feeling warmth flicker in his chest in spite of himself. "Oh is that how it's going to be?"
"Yeah," Michael says, easily. "And when that happens, I'm never giving you the chance to file for divorce again, so you should probably do it while you still have the chance.
"But while we're still here," he continues, moving in too close, too fast and pressing a kiss to Alex's cheek. "Happy Anniversary, Mr. Guerin."
Alex gasps, heart thundering in his throat, as Michael leans away and smiles at him.
And because he absolutely needs to have the last word always, he rocks backwards and away, "See you later, Private."
He waves as he goes, smiling all the way, entirely too sweet. He walks down the hall and out the front door, humming a familiar melody that sends Alex's heart tripping all over itself.
Alex barely resists the urge to follow him out and press him down against the side of his truck.
Alex would like to bristle at the implication that no matter what he decides to do he's gonna end up married to Michael, but he'd be lying to himself if he didn't feel happy about the thought.
Alex shakes his head and glances at the bottle of bourbon.
The alarm for the washing machine goes off, signaling that it's done.
Alex takes it as a sign that he's not supposed to drink any more, and sets about to clean up the kitchen, washing the glasses and putting the bourbon away.
March 2020
Forrest really likes Alex. 
If he didn't, he wouldn't have waited almost a full year for him to return back to Roswell so they could actually give this dating thing a try. 
Forrest is not naive, and he hadn't wanted to start something with Alex when he was just coming to terms with being more open with his sexuality. Not to mention the fact, still very obviously getting over his previous relationship. So he'd told Alex that they'd talk when he got back, and had kept communication open the entire year. And he'd felt like they had gotten closer, and that Alex was ready to actually be in a relationship with him.
That was until he realized how stuck to his phone Alex still was. How it seemed like he was keeping secrets. Secrets that involve Michael, who Forrest has been reliably informed by multiple sources, is the first love of Alex's life.
It's not that Forrest actually has a problem with Michael or Michael and Alex being friends. His only issue is all of the secrecy. Everything he's learned about Alex's past relationship with Michael has been by accident.
And sometimes he wished that Alex was more open about it.
He followed Alex home after their date, that wasn't a date since Alex spent half of it frowning at his phone like it had personally offended him and the other half playfully bantering with Isobel and teasing Kyle when they'd dragged their table over after they'd gotten sat down.
Forrest wasn't mad at the impromptu company for dinner. But there was an important conversation he had wanted to have with Alex, something that really couldn't wait since he was leaving tomorrow and had yet to pack anything. Which was the main reason he'd followed Alex home.
Alex gets out of his car, and inclines his head towards the house. Forrest almost scrambles out of his car going after him.
Alex stops before opening the front door, picking up a package from where it was on top of a stool that was just to the left of the front door.
Alex doesn't say much, asking him if he wants something to drink as he lets them both into the house, which Forrest accepts since it means that Alex doesn't expect him to leave.
At least that's what he thinks until Alex pulls out a glass jug filled halfway with lemon and cucumber slices floating in water.
Forrest stares in silence as Alex fills two glasses, and then sighs as he sets the jug down and pulls his phone out of his pocket. 
"We need to talk," Forrest blurts out.
Alex takes a moment to look away from his phone, brow furrowed, before he seems to understand what Forrest said.
His face clears and he sets his phone down. Forrest's eyes drop to it, and he sees the dark screen light up with a new message, the notification totalling to 8 new messages.
Forrest's eyes darted away from the screen and to the package that was resting on the counter. The box looked old, and it was tapped together haphazardly, and instead of a shipping label, there were letters and numbers scrawled on the side: cat:mg:work22.
He looks back to Alex who is once again frowning at his phone.
"Have you thought about what I told you?"
Alex looks away from his phone and frowns at Forrest instead, finally giving him an emotion other than pleasantly passive.
"Which part are you talking about?" Alex asks, like he's confused.
Forrest thinks back to this moment as the moment that he actually realized that he and Alex weren't going to last much longer. But he also thinks that the signs were there from the very beginning.
"It's only one thing, Alex," he replies, putting a hand on the counter and leaning closer. 
Alex just looks at him like he's still confused about what Forrest is trying to say. 
His phone rings then, and Forrest barely sees the blurry contact picture as Alex snatches the phone up. But he'd recognize that cowboy hat anywhere. 
Alex doesn't answer the call immediately, even though it's obvious that's what he wants to do.
"Can you just give me a second?"
Forrest usually would, but he's leaving tomorrow, and Alex seems less than concerned.
"Don't you think answering your boyfriend's question is more important than answering a random phone call?"
Alex's face shuts down in a way that catches Forrest by surprise.
"Okay," he says nodding once, holding his phone tightly in his hands. 
"First of all, you know enough to know that any random phone call could be an emergency."
And really, Forrest should've stopped him there and apologized or something, but Alex just kept talking before he could think of anything else to say.
"Second of all," Alex continued, holding up two fingers. "We're not boyfriends, we went on a couple of dates. Boyfriends is something that we'd have to talk about and what would be the point of doing that when you're leaving tomorrow."
The pointed barb paired with that pointed look is what finally makes Forrest speak.
"So, I guess that's your decision then," he says, feeling upset, but not as much as he'd thought he'd be. "You're not coming with me."
Alex's face cracks a little, and he gives Forrest a complicated look, "I'm letting Deep Sky recruit me."
The words were both surprising and not.
"I'm sorry," Alex says before Forrest can process what he's saying. "But I really have to take this call."
He's making a hasty exit out of his kitchen before Forrest can stop him.
"Is this a life or death situation?" Alex asks as he answers the call, and Forrest doesn't hear a door opening or closing, so he doesn't feel guilty about leaning against the island counter and listening to the conversation.
"I'm listening," he says, and Forrest can see him, leaning back against his closed door, face tilted, eyes closed.
Forrest turns back into the kitchen, eyes darting around everywhere looking for a distraction, and he finds another box sat upon another stool that matches the one that was by the front door. This one was labeled cat:ag:pers33.
Resting on top was an unlabeled folder with several sheets of paper poking out of the top.
He's debating whether or not to go snooping, when Alex laughs, at whatever whoever is on the other side of this, important could-be-an-emergency phone call was saying.
He finds himself opening the folder before he can tell himself that it's a bad idea.
And if he'd thought things between them were over, this was definitely the final nail in the coffin.
It takes him a second to realize what exactly he's reading, even though the words, Dissolution of Marriage don't leave much to interpretation.
Forrest stares at the name Alexander Guerin for so long that he startles when he hears Alex speaking from behind him.
"Sorry about that, what were we talking about?"
Forrest barely hears what he's actually saying, "You were married to Michael?"
"Still married," Alex corrects absently. And it's the casual way that he says the words that has Forrest whipping around to face him.
Alex isn't even looking at him. He's staring at his phone reading a message that was probably from Michael after spending the entire evening being distracted by messages, probably from Michael, who was also probably the same person who he just finished talking to on the phone.
Michael. Who is apparently Alex's husband.
"Still married?" Forrest repeats, and Alex looks up then.
His eyes drop to the folder still in Forrest's hands and an exasperated look comes over his face.
"Have you ever heard of the word privacy?"
"Have you ever heard of not answering a question with a question?" Forrest parries back, almost desperately.
Alex rolls his eyes and stuffs his phone in his pocket.
"Yes," Alex says. "I am married to Michael. Technically separated. But it doesn't matter."
"You think it doesn't matter that you're married while dating someone else?" Forrest asks, feeling not for the first time that he has no idea who Alex really is.
"Yes," Alex says like it should be obvious, walking forward and holding his hands out for the folder.
Forrest doesn't want to give them to him, but he also doesn't want to keep holding them.
He passes the folder over while Alex keeps speaking.
"If our relationship had become more serious I would've said something, but there's no point now."
He stands at attention, folder closed and set aside, and Forrest didn't even realize just how open Alex's body language had been towards him, until this very moment, when he saw how closed off he was.
"Because you're not coming with me," Forrest says, just to get a direct clarification.
Alex just inclines his head without speaking.
"Because of your husband?" Forrest questions, needing to be sure.
Alex sighs, "Yes, but not in the way that you're thinking. And not in any way that I have to justify to you. Not anymore."
Forrest shakes his head, feeling both wrong footed and like he should've seen this coming a mile away.
"So that's it then," he says, trying not to sound as hurt as he feels and most likely failing by the look on Alex's face. "We're done."
"I am sorry," Alex says, sounding sincere. "I really wanted this to work."
"Did you really?" Forrest finds himself asking before he can stop himself. "Or were you just stringing me along until your husband decides to take you back?"
Alex scoffs at that, lifting an eyebrow and shaking his head, "That's not fair."
"Isn't it?" Forrest demands taking a step towards Alex. "You string me along for a year, and then once you're finally home, and we can start making things work, you're too distracted by your phone to pay attention. And I really don't have to guess to know that it's your husband on the other end."
"Stop calling him that," Alex snaps. "Michael and I don't have a conventional relationship. We've never even really lived together. Our marriage is on paper only. For reasons that once again, aren't any of your concern.
"And it doesn't matter anyway," he continues. "Even if you hadn't found the papers, this would've still been over. Because you're leaving, and I'm staying."
Forrest scoffs, "And is that the same sentiment you gave Michael when you left when you were eighteen?"
He knows it's a mistake even before he says the words, and instead of provoking Alex, all it does is make him shut down entirely.
"Okay, I think you should leave," he says, moving so that he's not standing in Forrest's way, but also not turning his back to him.
Forrest wants to stay and he wants to fight. He wants to beg Alex to give him an actual chance. But Alex doesn't look back at him, and he knows that whatever small chance he had at making this work died long before tonight.
He exhales harshly, "Goodbye Alex. I hope you have a great life."
He walks away before he can say anything else, and the sound of deafening silence follows him out of the house.
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cloudberrylane · 1 year ago
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same energy...
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earlier...
Task. Create and advertise an amazing new cereal. Best new cereal wins. You have 1 hour. Your time starts now. (Kura's attempt)
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Taskmaster (2017): Dignity intact. || Taskmaster NZ (2022): Well Alright!
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jesse-wilder · 1 year ago
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Forrest: It must suck for you, considering you lack the ability to laugh.
Alex Casey: I can laugh. I have a sense of humor, you know.
Forrest: Really? I’ve never heard you laugh.
Alex Casey: I've never heard you say something funny.
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just-in-case-iloveyou · 9 months ago
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all my shows are coming back, and i'm reminded of how many men i love and how attractive they all are. nothing will compare to my TGM hyperfixation, but i would also just like to warn y'all in advanced lol
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dayscrazed · 3 months ago
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How is it possible that without even touching Michael Guerin, thoughts of him could make Alex feel guilty as sin?
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kwebtv · 1 year ago
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Fudge - ABC (S1) / CBS (S2) - January 14, 1995 - December 16, 1997
Sitcom (24 episodes)
Running Time: 30 minutes
Stars:
Jake Richardson as Peter Warren Hatcher (storyteller)
Luke Tarsitano as Farley Drexel "Fudge" Hatcher
Nassira Nicola as Sheila Tubman
Alex Burrall as Jimmy Fargo
Nick Humphrey as Elliot
Brenda Song as Jennie
Teddy Dale as Sam
Jared Moen as Daniel Manheim
Eve Plumb as Anne Hatcher ("Mom")
Forrest Witt as Warren Hatcher ("Dad")
Rob Monroe as Henry
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dr-lizortecho · 2 years ago
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actually iconic behavior is Alex acting all disgruntled about being accused of liking Max all “Angsty Nerd isn’t really my type” for the second an Angsty Nerd -not shaped like a rival love interest- walks up to him he’s all “I could tap that”
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superreader30 · 11 months ago
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Listening to this movie review about Fatal Attraction (1987).
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TPS’S 25 ADDITIONAL FAVORITE MOVIES OF ALL TIME (2022 Edition)
Spaceballs Director: Mel Brooks Cast: Mel Brooks, John Candy, Rick Moranis, Bill Pullman, Daphne Zuniga, Dick Van Patten, George Wyner, Joan Rivers Best Moment: The Dark Helmet fourth-wall break   Over the Hedge Director: Tim Johnson, Karey Kirkpatrick Cast: Bruce Willis, Garry Shandling, Steve Carell, William Shatner, Wanda Sykes, Nick Nolte, Thomas Haden Church, Allison Janney, Eugene Levy, Catherine O'Hara, Avril Lavigne, Omid Djalili Best Moment: House heist   Babel Director:  Cast: Brad Pitt, Cate Blanchett, Mohamed Akhzam, Adriana Barraza, Gael García Bernal, Elle Fanning, Nathan Gamble, Clifton Collins, Jr., Michael Peña, Rinko Kikuchi, Kōji Yakusho Best Moment: Chase in the border   Courageous Director: Alex Kendrick Cast: Alex Kendrick, Ken Bevel, Kevin Downes, Ben Davies, Renee Jewell, Elanor Brown, Taylor Hutcherson, Robert Amaya, Rusty Martin Best Moment: Javier’s test of honesty   Ernest & Celestine Director: Stéphane Aubier, Vincent Patar, Benjamin Renner Cast: Lambert Wilson, Forest Whitaker, Pauline Brunner, Mackenzie Foy, Lauren Bacall, Paul Giamatti, William H. Macy, Megan Mullally, Nick Offerman, Jeffrey Wright, David Boat Best Moment: Escape to Ernest's cabin
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miladylocksley · 2 years ago
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so if I could rewrite s3 (this post would be really long, BUT) one thing that always bothered me was Forrest leaving at the end of 3x01 on a book tour when he and Alex end up working in the same place???  like why instead Forrest should have warned Alex about becoming isolated by working at Deep Sky but Alex convinces him that they can still see each other and make it work and we see them still dating exclusively during the first 3 episodes (imagine how insane the burn the world down scene would be if Alex was still dating Forrest at the time) then we don't see them during episodes 4-5 and when they come back in 3x06 we see that they are having problems because Alex is never around and is working way too much to the point of it being unhealthy and dangerous and what Forrest feared would happen does end up happening and it's not working because Alex can't be totally honest with him they break up then in 3x07 maybe someone mentions not having heard from Alex (cause you know he was kinda kidnapped for a hot minute) but chalks it up to Alex not wanting to see anyone right now Michael: why? (I'm gonna say Liz cause I think she was the one to talk to Alex most recently): cause he and Forrest broke up Michael (pretending not to be affected): oh? cue 3x08 and the rest of the season no?
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alexguerinappreciation · 2 years ago
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Words: 933 Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Forrest Long/Alex Manes Characters: Alex Manes, Forrest Long Additional Tags: Established Relationship, Canon Queer Relationship, Date Night, Open Mic Night, Boys Kissing, alex manes appreciation, Alex Manes Deserves Nice Things, No Beta for the Wicked Summary:
Alex and Forrest + Date Night @ the Wild Pony
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