#alex is the ever given of our ship

[mayberrycryptid]

@bennyokelly here is the photo. It was a behind the scenes pix taken during the Season 9 promo shots. No really, this is an actual photo😂😂😂

[mayberrycryptid]

that time Alex wrote and directed the one bed trope😏

“And there was only one bed” trope Hawaii Five-0 style

[anonbinaryweirdo]

nO therir friendship was EVERYTHING TO ME

Alexandra and Derek they are THE friendship EVER

this might be a really old screenshot but it's so dear to me💔

that being said, it's really outdated and the features are NOT canon to present timeline (staring at that horrific tail)

[thesleepyskipper]

WIP Wednesday

Thank you very kindly for the tags @onthewaytosomewhere, @duchessdepolignaca03, @cha-melodius, @myheartalivewrites and @blueeyedgrlwrites and @suseagull04 from Sunday when it was my birthday and also a big day for my big kiddo so I wasn't online much.

My @aroyallybigbangrwrb fic is coming along now that I've given myself a self-imposed deadline given that I'm the mod in charge of scheduling and yeah...an actual date means I better get moving on this! 😂

Here's more from our sweet neighbour boys, this time with a little Pez thrown in the mix:

Henry would prefer to nip that idea in the bud straight away. He’d had plenty of first hand experience with what Pez could get up to with strangers.  Henry does not need another awkward situation between Pez and someone he has to live near. Moving out isn’t an option either – Henry certainly was not prepared to carry any of those terribly burdensome boxes again any time soon. 

Henry also had no interest in ever introducing Pez to Alex, lest one of those awkward situations happen with him, which would be the absolute worst case scenario. He knew nothing of Alex’s sexuality – which is fair given that they’ve basically just met – but Pez tended to have a strange, almost magical seductive effect on pretty much everyone he encountered. 

Henry was thoroughly immune. They’ve been best mates basically forever. 

Even more importantly, Henry doesn’t feel prepared to share Alex. 

I know it's almost the end of Wednesday, but tagging in all these lovelies just in case they'd like to participate (if it happens on Thursday, I won't tell anyone!)

@noahreids, @kiwiana-writes, @orchidscript, @three-drink-amy, @rmd-writes

@celeritas2997, @cricketnationrise, @nontoxic-writes, @indestructibleheart @firenati0n

@ships-to-sail, @sparklepocalypse, @hgejfmw-hgejhsf, @nocoastposts

@priincebutt, @jmagnabo92, @dragonflylady77, @agame-writes, @fullsunsets

@anchoredarchangel, @tinyarmedtrex, @henryspearl, @inexplicablymine

[royal-chandler]

Hi! For the ficlet prompt, my three words are:

wine, tremble, lazy

🩷

Thank you for the prompt! I hope this is to your liking! ♥️

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In March, they steal away to Paris. 

That’s the romantic narration of it, anyway. In reality, Alex had given the law firm months' notice of his plans to use up his vacation time on his and Henry’s birthdays and then worked practically non-stop until the day of their flight, weekends included. Henry’s first draft of his novel was sent to his editor via email while their plane smoked on the tarmac, also having predominantly spent the majority of the lead-up to their hop across the Atlantic working heavily, splitting his time between his office and the youth shelter. 

They mimed passing ships in the night during those closing weeks—college-try handjobs in their morning showers, a conveyor belt of a la carte lunches and takeout dinners, and catch-up conversations that sped into snores under their blankets, against the kitchen island, and in front of the muted tv.  

At one embarrassingly low point, Alex had sluggishly hiked the steps of the brownstone, lost a battle with his set of keys, and called Henry to let him in because something was wrong with the lock. Stepping outside of the neighboring door, phone still pressed to his ear, Henry had laughed that their locks were actually just fine. 

All worth it, Alex decides, living to tell the tale and look over the cinematic heart of the city—the crowd of rooftops and warm shades of gold dotted from the streetlamps all the way to the Eiffel Tower—from his seat on their terrace as music spills from the hotel room.

A deviation from restaurant reservations and room service and at Henry’s insistence, it’s a Parisian picnic tonight. Alex doesn’t know how or when Henry had gotten it done, now that they’re in each other's pockets again but it’s a postcard setting. The round table is draped with the classic checkered cloth and topped with candles and a decanter of wine, and there’s an assortment of fresh breads, cheeses, fruits, and meats—including the chicken mousse that the Texan in Alex really hadn't wanted to like but is shamefully into.

He’s spreading it thick onto another pinch of bread when Henry comments, amused, “We’ll need to make some extra room in your suitcase to accommodate bringing a case of that back home.”

“Ugh yes,” Alex agrees, popping the bread in his mouth. Once he’s swallowed, he tacks on, “But we’ll have to hide it deep in our cabinets. Like not easily visible to our guests. I’ve got a reputation to maintain.”

“Think you're safe there,” Henry replies, rolling his eyes but his tone rings nothing less than charmed. “I truly doubt that anyone aside from you has ever uttered the words ‘a meat has no validity unless you can throw barbecue sauce on it.’”

“Okay, I’ll grant you maybe not in that exact syntax but the sentiment is out there. Trust me,” Alex insists before a sip of the wine he also wants to smuggle back to the States. 

Every single thing Henry has picked out for the night has been divine but Alex is most appreciative of the picture across from him. Henry is an academic stunner in his sweater, a soft earthy green that he fills out so perfectly with his broad shoulders and curved arms it’ll almost be a travesty when Alex hauls it off of him later. His hair is grown out and dark, partially swept back and behind an ear that’s now pierced with a circle of silver. Best of everything fucking wonderful, there's pretty crescent moons around Henry's mouth that rival the full one hanging above them.

“Whatever you say, love,” Henry says with his grin after waiting out Alex’s intake of him, wise to Alex as always.

“Whatever you say, love,” Alex parrots back, a second nature refrain. “Ooh speaking of, tomorrow’s your day, baby. Was there anything you had in mind?”

There’s a poignant change in Henry’s expression, his mouth so ready-set-go that Alex expects him to name drop another book store or museum with specific pursuits for wherever they go, to unburden an impassioned lecture on a literary figure or regale Alex with the lengthy history behind a painting they have to see and study. 

What Alex doesn’t expect is for Henry to come to his side and take a careful knee, to pull a square jewelry box from its hiding place in Henry’s pants pocket and for Henry’s hand to slightly tremble as it flips the box open before holding it out.

Alex doesn’t expect the gorgeous band of gold that shines in candle light and rings around his heart, claiming it.

“I’d love to enjoy the entire day with my fiancé if he would abide?” Henry offers simply.

“Yes,” Alex says, sure and within so slim a breath, his answer is merely a punctuation on Henry’s question.

Alex makes surprise wait until the ring has slipped on his finger, until he’s kissed Henry with the intent to do so for the rest of his life, until he’s got Henry underneath him and around him in their bed—lazy with love and then impatient with it. There, Alex will let surprise meet and then yield to the knowledge that tomorrow he’ll have a proposal of his own.

[mccutcheon121]

My Danno My Danno 🥺🥹

1x01; Pilot - episode commentary

[satanindisguise]

Finally read the Pacific Rim novelization. It was, somehow, worse than people had led me to believe.

My main points:

The writing was...well. The shortest way to put this would be that either nobody ever taught Alex Irvine to show, not tell, or he just didn't care for the advice. It was a bit of a slog to get through.

Every time Tendo was named, it was his full name. Other characters were referred to by their first names for the most part after initial introductions, but Tendo remained "Tendo Choi" every time. Killed me.

Same as the above, but for the Jaegers.

Mechanical components were often frequently written out in full, as though the reader wouldn't have caught them the first six times.

The entire deal with Mako and Raleigh's relationship. I did not appreciate the way that was written at all, and I'm not even against them as a ship.

Characterizations. I don't know who these people are, but I absolutely don't know them. These aren't my guys.

(I did like the Kaidanovskys and the Wei Tang triplets actually getting lines though. Wish we'd seen more of them in the movie itself)

CONSISTENCY. I recognize, of course, that novelizations are written based on draft scripts. I was willing to forgive that. I can't forgive it for contradicting things it had already said, sometimes within lines of each other!

(Best example of the above: Raleigh states there were no Mark-5 Jaegers around during his initial service, then remarks that he'd dropped with Striker Eureka once, no more than five lines later. Pick a story, man.)

A personal pet peeve:

This one comes from the actual creators, I'm sure, but I'm a firm hater of the "dinosaurs were prototype kaiju" idea. Leave them alone!!!

There is also a part to this in which Newt contemplates how life on Earth seems to have stemmed from the Precursors sending the dinosaurs. Starts to feel like this is less 'colonization' and more 'we're living in our parents' place'.

All of this is, of course, just how I viewed things as I read through. Quite frankly I didn't consider the novelization in any way canon before I read it and actually going through the entire thing hasn't changed that.

In short, this has given me a dangerous fantasy about rewriting the damn thing myself.

[lurksunderthebed]

Hi, I saw that you had a discussion about the queerness of our beloved characters. I really hope you’re not tired of that topic, because I wanted to add another point.

First of all I don’t really care. I really like the dynamic between most of the characters, especially Ghost and Soap, but I don’t care if it’s interpreted as besties or lovers. I think both is fun.

I just wanted to add that maybe all of the MW story feels so fucking gay, because we lack cool women? We have Farah and Laswell, but let’s be real Farah is basically married to Alex (I thought they were a couple at first) and Laswell is married to a woman. Now people go great lengths to ship the male characters with female villains, who only appear in a small fraction of the story and have no real chemistry. I mean they can do whatever floats their boat, but I don’t really see the point here.

Which leaves us with a bunch of man ‘flirting’ with each other vor comedic value. I think given this and the points you already said on your account, I think it’s even a bit intended that most of our characters might not be the straightest.

Sure, a bunch of straight men can exist without women and still be straight and the military still might not be the most women friendly institution, but I think having more girlpower would have been an easy way to make everyone appear more straight and the devs didn’t go that route sooooo… (I still would love to have more cool women, but that’s another topic)

Anyways, I hope you have a good day and I wanted to add that I really enjoyed your character analysis posts <3

Ahh thanks for enjoying my analysis posts. 💞🥹 Honestly, I'm still surprised people are reading them lol. (And asking me about it haha)

But yes, I don't think I'll ever be tired of the ol' queerness discussion. It's a fun topic to debate especially with these characters in this particular game.

Controversial take, but I actually don't think adding any extra female characters would've been helpful in making the 'gay' go away.

(gonna be a long discussion here, settle in if you want to read it haha 😅)

What we have to put in mind, is that this game wasn't made for the female audience. The vast majority of the people buying and playing it are going to be male. That's the facts. It's going to cater to men.

A game made for men is going to have a majority of those characters be male. Adding new female characters in a REBOOT series is a delicate task when a good chunk of the population playing have played the OG and want to see legacy characters back (which are all male—the OG was all men).

That means that when we look at why certain things are framed and why there aren't many female characters, and especially why there isn't much of any confirmed (het) canon romantic ships between any characters, it's because the game itself isn't focused on it.

That same vast majority of men don't actually care about ships in general and with people trying to be more progressive, any female characters introduced are painstakingly written to omit any overt possibility of romance. In one sense, it's a welcome change from the action movie style plot line where man + woman = relationship with the women being just side characters/window dressing to the MC.

Women here are shown to be tough, that they don't need a man at all. They have their own agency. It's pretty nice actually that they did that. None of the female characters are infantilised nor is there a sense of them being there to "check boxes" in the minority bag. They make sense in the framing the game has placed them in.

But we do have this interesting dynamic whereby removing the romance factor, but having female characters in a setting that most are conditioned to read as man + woman = relationship, it de-emphasizes heteronormality and actually emphasises the relationships between the core characters.

And with a game full of men, that means the relationships between men are going to be the focal point.

Adding extra female characters, wouldn't have changed any of this, because the writers have gone out of their way to not make romance a plot of any sort. (There's a whole other discussion on the flaws of trying to give women agency/proving strength of character, but by doing so, taking away their sexualities by removing any sort of romance, but that's beside the point)

I think there's also an argument to be had that meaningful relationships with others don't have to necessarily imply romance between characters. It's totally fair to be sick of always having romance injected in to these sorts of relationships. That's an extremely valid take.

But there most definitely is a double standard that everyone is operating on. And we see that when we compare Alex/Farah's relationship with Ghost/Soap's.

Alex's most meaningful relationship is with Farah. He sacrifices himself for her cause and loses a leg for it. He comes back and stays by her side. Most people assume to take it as Alex is in love with Farah. We never see any type of flirting between the two. In fact it's mostly Farah testing Alex and looking at their dialogue you can tell there's respect between the two, but anything more is undefined/up for interpretation.

Yet it's just assumed by virtue of Alex and Farah being man + woman, that they must be together because of how much Alex had sacrificed. Completely ignoring the possibility of Alex doing so because he believes in Farah's cause and was sick of being jerked around with no choice by higher ups who largely didn't care about the suffering of Farah's people. Suffering that the man had personally witnessed. But no, he must be in love with her. (If Farah was a man, their whole relationship would be read as platonic with Alex's beliefs as a focus, not him being potentially in love)

Ghost's most meaningful relationship is with Soap. Soap has changed Ghost's whole MO as a lone wolf, and has challenged his very notion of trust. Ghost tests Soap and is proven wrong when Soap survives despite the odds. We even see them have plausible deniability flirting/snark. They are framed as a unit and on the off times (off of missions in cutscenes), they are always physically together. There's definitely respect between the two, but anything more is undefined/up for interpretation.

By itself, their relationship seems innocuous, but looking at the context we see a very different picture. Context matters heavily in seeing how this relationship has changed Ghost/the importance of it to him. It's assumed that Soap is the first person in god knows how long, that Ghost is emotionally attached to. What constitutes a normal, albeit flirty and snarky, friendly relationship for most, is amplified for Ghost in the glaring fact that he really doesn't do this for anyone else ever. As far as we can tell for a man that appears to live his job, Soap is Ghost's most important person.

We can even arguably say that Ghost and Soap had a flirtier, friendlier, more emotional relationship than Alex and Farah ever had, yet it's assumed (by the male audience) to be completely platonic by virtue of them both being men.

For all those people who argue to stop shipping characters, those same people turn around and are completely implicit in the notion of Alex and Farah being a thing.

It's a really annoying take, because you and I know that it's not the romance they're bothered by. It's the idea of having a character that exemplifies the silent male loner badass archetype as anything but the pinnacle of masculinity. IE, totally and utterly straight.

I feel I could go on about all the ways Ghost surprisingly subverts his archetype, but I'll leave it there. This is prob already too long 😅

But yes, having new cool female characters is always good, but it still wouldn't settle any sexuality debate since they would most likely be written without any hint of romance between the core 141 group and that potential new character. Just like how Farah and Laswell, as you said, have been both removed completely from the romance/sexuality debate, any new female character would also be put under similar framework.

I suppose it would just make them appear more straight (and get rid of all the speculation) if they had a new female character added into 141, but I don't see the point of adding a new character for that sole purpose. And tbh, it would come across as insulting to women if they did for that one reason.

Given how little character development we had in the latest game, I heavily doubt they would introduce new characters at all when they barely showed anything of the current ones we have already. We need more development of the characters we have, adding someone new would arguably take away from building proper relationships/dynamics between the characters we do have currently.

But yeah, heh. I'll stop for real now. If you got this far in my latest Ted Talk™, kudos to you good sir 🫡, you have all my love ☺️

Hope you have a great day too nonny, and I hope this helps with the discussion. Feels like I went off on too many side tangents. 🤔🤔🤔

[she-karev]

Quarantine (Andrew DeLuca x Alex Karev’s Sister Covid Imagine)

Age Rating: 12+

Chapters: One of Three

Fandom: Grey’s Anatomy

Ship: Andrew DeLuca x Amber Karev (Alex Karev’s Sister)

Canon Episode: Season 17 Episode 4

AN: Hey guys the next chapter will come tomorrow, let me know what you think below and like and reblog.

Summary: Amber is quarantining in her hotel room after testing positive for covid and suffers from the symptoms. Her family tries calling her, but she doesn’t answer, they reluctantly let Andrew DeLuca check on her when their out of options.

Words: 2136

April 15th, 2020

Jackson Avery has his phone to his ear tapping his fingers impatiently on the kitchen counter of the attendings lounge waiting for the person he’s calling to pick up. It’s been three days since his best friend and roommate, Amber Karev, tested positive for covid and has been quarantining in a hotel room provided by him.

He, Alex and Jo have made a schedule where they each call Amber and make sure she’s okay. At first, she was asymptomatic but over the past 24 hours she has had headaches, fatigue, coughing and loss of taste. Her increasing symptoms have worried her family who pushed for twice daily nurses’ visits despite Amber insisting she is fine and has no shortness of breath. Alex knows that Amber acts tough to hide her pain which makes Jackson worry about her more.

He hears her voicemail for the eighth time causing him to mutter under his breath, “Fuck.”

He turns to face Alex and Jo who are in the lounge as well on their lunch breaks looking anxious and worried as well. The three of them have tried calling Amber over the past seven hours but she hasn’t answered their collective 25 calls. The one thing all three of them share in common is their love for their sister figure Amber and the stress that has come over the past three days.

“Should we call the paramedics?” Jo asks in worry for the only sibling she has ever had.

Alex inhales rubbing his tired eyes, “Let’s send a nurse to check on her and report back, she could be sleeping. Covid patients are out like a light throughout the day and her last nurses visit said her lungs were clear.”

“That’s the thing with these patients, their fine one minute and then they tank the next.” Jackson reminds him sharply, “Instead of sending her antibiotics we should have given her supplemental oxygen and taken her in for a scan.”

“Okay, okay.” Alex tries to soothe Avery’s worries sharing them as well, “Let’s send a nurse first and if Amber doesn’t answer then the paramedics barge in and take her here.”

“Your gonna have to come up with another plan.” Webber tells them with regret as he exits the bathroom in his uniform, “All of our nurses are busy with visits the whole day, the next available one is tonight.”

The three of them groan at that before Jo makes a suggestion, “What about 19? Jackson can you call Vic and see if she can visit Amber?”

“I would but their firefighter’s god knows what their schedule is like, and I don’t know if Vic would do this for me a month after she dumped me.” Jackson inhales in agony, “I would check on her, but I have a daughter and I don’t want to risk exposing her.”

“I have a full day.” Alex says with regret.

“Me too.” Jo adds with a frown.

Webber steps in knowing the pain their feeling and wanting to mend it, “I know someone who’s off today, he’s a surgeon, he’s worked on plenty of covid patients, and he would drop everything to make sure Amber is okay.”

Jackson groans knowing who his stepfather is talking about, “No! Anybody but Andrew DeLuca.”

“He saved my life.” Webber reminds Jackson, “He’s a damn good doctor, he’s stable and he loves Amber.”

“Yeah, he loves her so much he broke up with her and kicked her out after he told her she was like her abusive parents.” Jackson sarcastically points out.

Alex nods, “I’m grateful he saved your life but when it comes to my sister he can go to hell before he goes to her hotel room.”

“Look I know what he said to her was awful, but I was there at the intervention, and I saw the pain in his eyes when he admitted there was something wrong.” Richard retells to the angry men, “His priorities have evolved, he knows when to set limits and he knows to appreciate the people he loves more than ever and make up for his mistakes his illness caused. I wouldn’t make this suggestion if I didn’t believe he would move heaven and earth to make sure Amber makes it through this virus and comes back to you all alive and healthy.”

Jackson and Alex are still on the fence as they were both witnesses to Amber’s sorrow following her breakup with Andrew. Alex hugged her close to him as she cried when Andrew had a public breakdown in the lobby. Jackson opened his door to her when DeLuca viciously kicked her out during the blizzard.

Jackson thinks of Amber as his little sister and along with Alex hated seeing her growing depression over the past few months. They both know seeing Andrew again is gonna make Amber feel worse than she already does and are vehemently against Richard’s idea.

Jo however knows what it’s like to have your mental illness push the people you love away and refusing to acknowledge there’s something wrong. She knows the guilt she felt after she threatened to leave Alex and wanting to make up for it as best as she could. She’s known DeLuca longer than Amber and knows that he’s a good guy who will go above and beyond to help people especially the ones he loves.

“I say we do it.” Jo says in agreement causing Alex and Jackson to look at her in shock.

“What?” Both men ask equally annoyed.

“I’ve been where he’s at and I know the guilt he feels will drive him into checking on her and making sure she’s okay. DeLuca will cross his t’s and dot his i’s like he does with all of his patients. We can’t afford to be petty especially when it comes to Amber’s health.”

The boys are slightly calmer but still apprehensive of DeLuca visiting Amber so Jo tries again, “Hey think of it this way, maybe seeing her bastard ex will make her wake up with renewed energy that she’ll use to kill him. It’s a win-win.”

Jackson and Alex’s eyes brighten at that scenario looking at each other before nodding in agreement. Jackson turns to Webber.

“Call him and tell him she’s at the Royalton, room 1401.”

Later

Andrew walks down the hotel hallway wearing PPE carrying medical equipment in a rolling suitcase behind him. When he found out Amber was positive for covid 19 he felt scared for her life despite seeing firsthand people her age are more likely to walk away from this thing. He knows she’s healthy and in prime shape and takes necessary vitamins and fruits daily to boost her immune system. But knowing this doesn’t stop the worry that grows every day.

Webber told him that Amber hasn’t been returning her family’s calls and her symptoms have gotten worse since last night. He also said the nurses were busy, so he appointed DeLuca to go and check on her since it’s his day off.

He put on his spare baby blue scrubs that he had around his apartment knowing he would need to burn his clothes after the visit. He is grateful to Maya for lending him a gown, goggles and KN95 mask from her station when he told her where he was going. She also told him to come back after so she can hose him down with sanitizer in a serious tone.

He stops outside room 1401 and knocks on the door, “Amber? It’s Andrew are you in there?”

He waits several moments that feel like an eternity before he knocks on the door harder, “Amber?!” He pulls out the spare key the front desk gave him and the door opens after scanning. He quickly enters the room, closing the door behind him and sees Amber in bed huddled under a blanket with her eyes closed. The sight of her unmoving body causes him to assume the worst and he shakes her body trying to wake her up.

“Amber! Can you hear me?!” Amber groans at his voice slowly opening her tired eyes, seeing her awake and responsive finally makes Andrew breathe, “Thank god your awake.”

“Andrew?” Amber asks in a nasally voice looking up at him with confusion, “Am I in hell?”

Andrew chuckles at that willing to take an insult if it means she is able to, “No thank god, can you sit up?”

Amber groans but complies sitting up in full view in her blue tank top. She’s wearing black sweatpants that are covered by the comforter on her lap. She reaches over to her nightstand where she has two tissue boxes and a mask that she puts on. Andrew registers a small trash can next to her bed that is filled with used tissues no doubt used by her. He hooks her up to a pulse ox monitor on her fingertip before moving to check her breathing.

He takes his stethoscope out, “Didn’t you hear the phone ring? Your family has been calling.”

Amber explains as he hears her chest, “I turned the ringer off and set up my alarm for three hours I don’t know why you all are making a big deal out of this.” Amber checks her phone that causes her to see the problem, “And I didn’t start the timer, that’s perfect. How long was I out?”

“Seven hours. Lean forward.” Andrew informs her as she leans forward so he can listen to her breathing in her back, “Your lungs sound good on both sides, they said you’ve been getting headaches and feeling fatigue has it gotten worse since then?”

“Why are you here?” Amber bitterly asks with a nasally voice, “Aren’t there nurses that do this or did I draw the short straw as usual and get saddled with you?”

“Our nurses are busy with other visits.” Andrew tells her trying not to take her insults too personally, “There are other staff members that caught this thing and their hotel rooms are scattered across the city.”

“I guess I’m not the only one who got infected by an arrogant asshat who likes to spit in people faces.” Amber half jokes, “I think you and that guy should get a beer and make a podcast on why your right and everybody else are idiots.”

“You’re not gonna drive me away Amber.” Andrew states blankly knowing her tactics, “I’m here, I’m doing your exam and if need be, I’ll take you to the hospital if your numbers aren’t where they should be.”

“Not if I kill you first.” Amber numbly says feeling her anger dissipate due to her illness, “And I don’t have to drive you away it didn’t take much last time.”

Andrew inhales knowing she’s mad that he’s here while she’s vulnerable and is putting up a mean front to push him away. However, he knows the only way to gain Amber’s trust in him is to ride through her punches and show he’s committed.

“Well last time I was manic and irrational and made very stupid choices that almost drove all the people I love away. I’ve set boundaries, I’ve been taking my meds and going to therapy. I’ve impressed Webber enough for him to vouch for me to your folks who agreed to let me come here and make sure your okay.”

“They sent you here because they were hoping I would kill you by either strangulation or covid.”

Andrew chuckles darkly, “Yeah, I know. Your pulse ox is at 94, do you feel shortness of breath? Do you have trouble breathing?”

“No, I can breathe as long as I use up half my tissue supply.” Amber informs him as she lies back on the bed, “And my D-dimers and inflammatory markers were all negative the last time the nurse drew my blood.”

“Yeah, but that was 24 hours ago I’m gonna draw more blood and put a rush on it.” Andrew sets her up for a blood draw.

“Fine whatever just take what you need and go.” Andrew is hurt by her cold tone and what follows, “And next time I’ll take a nurse even if the next one is by the end of this thing. I already see you at work and it’s painful enough I don’t need to see you when I am sick and tired it makes everything worse. Okay this is actually causing me pain and not the good kind. Just put the needle in my vein and leave.”

Andrew sighs at that and is anguished by her cold treatment but does as she instructs taking her blood choosing to keep quiet seeing that his presence upsets Amber. He only wishes he was the one to mend her pain instead of amplifying it.

Next Part Here

[mayberrycryptid]

😂😂😂

CBS: *gives Alex an episode of H50 to write and direct*

Alex: So we’re killing Doris and Danny and Steve are gonna share a bed. Also Steve has a beard!

[ekingston]

who do you think is the main ship in sg? (for arrow its felicity x oliver, the flash being barry x iris...) does dansen count as our main ship since alex is the second main lead? or would you say the danvers sisters is technically the main and strongest pairing

oh it’s the danvers sisters all the way! i don’t think the CW’s Supergirl really has a ‘main’ romantic ship—that sort of thing wasn’t really ever their forte. Alex and Kelly could have been it, but only if the writers had actually tried to sell it; i feel their romance lacked buildup, their rapport (to me) always came across more friendly than magnetic, and Kelly was never given enough time to grow into her own person, separate from the roles she played in other people’s arcs. Azie objectively killed it, but even for a supporting character i think she was given very little to work with!

[bitbybitwrites]

🍓🕯️🍄 ? :)

🍓 ⇢ how did you get into writing fanfiction? 

I was a reader of fanfiction for many years before attempting to write. I do have a bit of a experience writing in school - mostly poetry though, no fiction. Then one day, I completely fell in love with Klaine and loved all the fan fic written for them. I have a couple of friends ( we all met through the fandom) and we'd occasionally read fic together and discuss it and our favorite writers. Then one day I thought I'd surprise them with a gift and try to write a fic just for them. It took me over a year to do it - but it resulted in my first ever fic. My friends encouraged me to share it on A03 and to try to write more - and well, here we are! I've expanded now to include the firstprince/RWRB fandom which I adore. 🥰

🕯️ ⇢ on a scale from 1 to 10, how much do you enjoy editing? why is that? OK so if 1 is like I despise doing it and 10 being - oh my god, its the greatest thing ever . . . I'd say, maybe a 7? Editing is a necessary evil. I think it's really important to do, but it takes me FOREVER and that's the part that makes me not love it so much. I'm very much a perfectionist and nitpicky about whatever I write and that's why the editing phase takes me a while to complete. I do like the end product though after I've given it a few editing passes.

🍄 ⇢ share a head canon for one of your favourite ships or pairings

I'll do two!

Klaine: Blaine is such a cuddler in bed, like he enjoys being the little spoon so he can feel Kurt's arms around him as he drifts off to sleep. Blaine will shuffle back a bit into Kurt's chest just to get comfy, twine his finger's around Kurt's and hold their clasped hands together over his heart before he closes his eyes. Firstprince: When Alex's anxiety gets to be a bit too overwhelming, Henry will give him a cup of chamomile and lavender tea (which Alex begrudgingly takes even though its not coffee) and slips Alex a couple of Jaffa Cakes ( which Alex will never admit to, but is starting to like) to snack on. Afterward Alex lies with his head in Henry's lap and lets Henry massage his temples and play with his curls. If that doesn't work, then it's onto a full body massage . . which then often leads to other things 😉,

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[jmagnabo92]

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Thanks @iboatedhere

From "Sailing to Freedom"

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They finally make it to the docks where Henry’s grinning at him, slightly nervous.  “Now, I’m not sure how much you know about my yacht…”

“Not as much as I should, given I’m going to be living on it.”

Henry gives him a look as he offers him a hand to help him out of the car, ever the gentleman.  

“Well, then, the first thing you should know is that although I can captain the ship, we actually have a captain, as well,” Henry starts.  He’s clearly about to go into detail about the crew and the captain and everything, but Alex is distracted by the name on the 130-foot (roughly) yacht they’ve arrived at.

SS Princess Dorothy

“Wait, hold up, Dorothy?  You named your ship Dorothy?” Alex questions, aghast, once again, at Henry’s poor abilities to name things.  “Seriously, Dorothy?”

“What’s wrong with Dorothy?” Henry asks, a small smile on his face.  He completely expected this.  “Most ships are named after women.”

“Yeah, but Dorothy?  What are we about to do?  Skip off down the yellow brick road?”

Henry’s trying not to laugh, as he says, “Well, since Kansas in land-locked, and we’re trying to avoid both the UK and USA, I don’t think we’re going quite there.”

 Alex gives him a look.  “First, David –”

“Which I explained –”

“And now, Dorothy?”

Henry coughs to cover his laugh.  “Think about it, Alex, if David was for Bowie…”

“… then Dorothy must be some other secretly queer name?” Alex finishes.  He wracks his brain and comes up empty.  “Which… I can’t think of at the moment.”

“Friend of Dorothy is a euphemism for a gay man, first used in LGBT slang.  It isn’t used as much anymore, but I thought it was clever since there was no way that Gran or Philip would ever figure that out.”

Alex grins.  “Alright, I guess I can forgive you for that, but for the record, you don’t get to name any of our future kids.”

Henry laughs, pulls him close and leans his forehead against Alex’s forehead.  “I could live with that.”

In response, Alex simply kisses him. 

He couldn’t be happier in this moment. 

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[mayberrycryptid]

how to platonically eyehumpimg your co-worker….

look at them

they are soo obsessed with each other. look at them just shamelessly flirting at work, the thing is

Chin is right. there. do they even remember he's there? they are lucky he's a good sport about this, cause these two would be insufferable to work with. they might as well be stuck in their own little word, completely giddy and drunk on their obsession with their current crush/new bestie and they've known each other less than two months. Chin is smiling because he's gonna win the office pool on when they actually get together.

[shehungthemoon]

3, 5, 8 and 9 for the end of year fic asks?

tumblr ACTUALLY eats my mail so sorry I'm just seeing this now! 💜💜💜 thank you for the ask friend! x

3. What piece of media inspired you the most? Super hard question to answer because of my ADHD brain ping-ponging me through media non-stop, but based off fic stats alone it would have to be Alex Rider! The show finished airing this past spring and it seems has definitely ruined me just a bit.

5. What ships captured your heart? I don't think I can not say bucktommy here. This couple came out of NOWHERE and completely rewrote how I felt about one of my favorite shows. The ship and its fandom have given me so much joy and the best, warmest reception I've ever gotten on a fic ever. (And now I have a new TV papi and one less show to care about! Thx Lou.)

8. What fic meant the most to you to write? This baby right here was a labor of love that I am very happy to have out. The rarepair of all rairpairs, just two minor characters from The Conjuring universe, but I was able to flesh out their characters in my own way and I'm really happy with the results. I basically invented a love story from scratch, which was exhilirating and everything an author could want.

9. What fic made you feel the happiest to work on? butter and seasalt, because I wrote it for one of my favorite people @mirabilefuturum who I have not been keeping up with as much as I want to, and whose Hannukah I hope has been very peaceful and warm 🤍 They got me back into The Godfather this year and I was genuinely very happy to be able to give them anything that might put a smile on their face. My love! (one day discord will let me log in again so I can talk in our chats).

[firstprincewrites]

Henry is shipped across the pond to give a speech last minute. Ill-prepared and pissed about being relegated by Phillip like a child, Henry does something unimaginable - he slips his security and bolts from the hotel he's supposed to speak at. Though he doesn't get far, an unlikely stranger helps him escape the PPOs trying to find him. Here, Henry meets Alex Claremont-Diaz, baker extraordinaire and most beautiful person the prince has ever seen. A missed connection before makes it easy for them to talk but it's their easy chemistry that scores Henry a date. Read to find out what happens when Henry is given a second chance - luckily, Alex is very forgiving.