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bucklikethedollar · 1 month
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i think one of the things that annoys me the most about booktok is how the majority of them absolutely refuse to read anything other than boring mafia smut or thinly veiled reylo fanfiction. obviously everyone is gonna have their genre preferences, but to never venture outside of them?? this obviously includes their unilateral dismissal of classics, but they completely ignore the overwhelming majority of all books that exist on this fucking planet.
it’s one thing for me to say that i prefer horror and thriller books while also deeply loving antiwar novels and realistic sci-fi, these people say they like “spicy seggsy enemies to lovers only one bed” or whatever the fuck and just don’t even try to find out if they like anything else.
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emachinescat · 3 years
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II've decided to watch MacGyver from the beginning (again), and I'm live tweeting the experience with every tweet tagged with #savemacgyver. I thought it would be fun to share my collected thoughts from the episodes on here as well.
My Thoughts on S1E3, "Awl"
You're not only going to make it to 30, Mac, but you're going to make it to season 6. #savemacgyver
I love that Jack's bucket list includes finishing the Harry Potter books. Guess he's not a one-trick pony after all with sci-fi. A healthy blend of science fiction and fantasy is just what the doctor ordered.
Dylan Thomas reference! That poem was written about the poet's own father, and is about how everyone, no matter who they are or what they stand for, fights against death in the end. He's begging his dad to "rage, rage against the dying of the light," to not give in to death so easily, to keep fighting. Just taught this poem, actually, so I'm vibing with this reference super hard. Though to be fair, I'd be vibing with it anyway. Love Dylan Thomas.
Oh my gosh, this is the one with the fire extinguisher and inflatable escape! I'd forgotten which episode that came from, but I see GIFs of it all over Tumblr. Poor Mac especially, that looks like it hurts. Why is Lucas Till so good at being whumped?!
Jack hugging the fire extinguisher: Iconic.
I'll never get tired of seeing that polar bear! Do we know if he has a name?
I cannot get over how small and excited Bozer is, not a care in the world except for his movie. It's exciting to think about what's to come for his character growth, though I do wish he wouldn't have to go through all the things he does. :(
Jack's conversations with his dad at the grave are just everything. And I feel cheated that we haven't gotten to see Mac have the same kind of conversations at Jack's grave (though I firmly believe it's a regular occurrence off-screen).
Seriously, the way he talks to his dad is so familiar, so comfortable, so natural. It's like Daddy Dalton is right there with him and it fills me with so many emotions that I can't even.
The smile on Jack's face and the pride in his voice when he talks about Mac to his dad is the purest thing ever.
Also, that's a big-ass tombstone Jack is leaning against.
"Hi, Mr. Dalton. How's... life?" MAC! 😂
I can't tell you how much I love it when other characters talk about how smart Mac is. "He's a genius..."
First mention of Mac's dad. It's sweet how invested Jack is in Mac rebuilding his relationship with his old man. Also, I really wish we would have gotten a flashback of Jack's dad at some point. He seems like such an amazing man.
"If I could have one more day to sit and talk to my dad instead of that hunk of rock, I'd do anything." Jaaaaaaack 😭😭😭
Good old Ralph Kastrati. Single-handedly the most annoying character in all of cable television. Y'all have no idea what you're getting into with this one, dream team.
PUNCHFACE.
"My mom dated a guy like that once." Ouch. I'm about to start a Riley Zinger Counter for each episode. Her comebacks are 🔥
It's not just his face, Jack. Everything about this dude is punchable. Especially the way he says "yo."
Ewwww tightie whities no thanks imma head hom now byyye
Mac just snatched that can right out of Jack's hand as he was about to take a drink. Classic.
If I didn't hate Ralph before (spoiler: I did), then I extra hate him for the foie gras comment.
Yes, Jack, "asshat" is the perfect descriptor for this guy.
Is Mac seriously about to just make him some noise-canceling headphones? Who am I kidding? Of course he is.
I need more of Mac punching people in the face. For science.
Poor Jack didn't get to punch the punch face.
🎵 Snipers gonna snipe, snipe, snipe, snipe, snipe 🎵
Between the foie gras and the calfskin, they are really making this guy so easy to hate just sayin'.
"As soon as you're done saving his life, I'm gonna kill him, you hear that, smart-ass? I'm already dressed for the funeral." 🤣🤣🤣🤣
"He's g-good. He just... got kinda shot." Is that the medical terminology, Mac?
Jack using country music as a form of torture 🤣
"You're going to be seeing Yelp stars if you don't shut up!"
Have I mentioned how much I love the music in this show?
"I don't wanna die listening to country music!"
I love how bossy and grabby Mac gets when he improvises.
Another belt grab! I can’t get over Jack trying to keep his crazy partner from falling out of the window – it gives me life!
Actually makes me wonder if he does it because Mac’s taken a tumble out of a car window before. *fanfic brain engaged*
“You know how I feel about your puns.” C’mon, Mac, pus are the greatest forms of humor, bar-pun. (Geddit?)
Mc made a C in biology? I’m not buying it.
Dwwwwwww the sounds of the surgery. No thanks.
Though I will say this is one of the coolest (albeit grossest) things Mac’s ever done on this show.
What the heck is with that elevator door? It took a whole 10 years to close! I wouldn’t trust it. (To be fair, I don’t trust any elevator, but that’s neither here nor there.)
Sir Bleeds-a-Lot lol
Riley stepping in and taking charge once again. No idea how these two functioned before she came along.
Some seriously cool MacGyverisms in this episode. The whole process of “killing” Ralph and bringing him back with office supplies is so OG MacGyver and it gives me all the warm fuzzies.
Ralph: “You’re not a scientist, you’re not a doctor. So how the hell do you know all this stuff?” Mac: “...I read a lot of books?” I love Mac so much.
“Now go die.” Lolololol
The moment with Ralph wanting to call his mom and grow the hell up is surprisingly genuine and heartbreaking. Character development for a character in only one episode, hello, is that you?
“He’s dead, but he’ll get better.” MacGyver, 2016
Riley’s comeback about Jack’s plan to take out six guys if Mac takes out two is another winner. (Riley: 2, Jack: 0) Still, I love the whole, “Sure it does [count as a plan]. First, I’ll take two. Then, I’ll take the other four.” This is why Mac is the plan guy, not Jack.
“Or I can take them all out.” Mac’s confidence = 🔥
I might need to start a Mac sass counter too. Jack: “You seriously want me to put this on my face?” Mac: “Only if you like breathing.”
Jack’s left fist getting jealous 🤣
They really liked choking Mac in the early episodes, didn’t they? Not that I’m complaining. Actually, why did that stop? That strangled, panicked cry of “JACK?!” is music to my fanfic writing, hurt/comfort obsessed, whump-loving soul.
That cough - it actually hurts me to hear it! They should have given us some more repercussions or aftercare for Mac breathing in that gas!
Ralph fell asleep. Of course.
“You know, it’s weird. I’m glad he’s alive… but I still want to kill him. 🤣 I’m with Jack on this one!
Ralph: “A fresh start. I could use one of those right?” Riley: “Or a whole new personality.” ZZZING!!! Riley: 1 million, the world: -10
Oh he did not just call Riley “little hottie.” I’m back to wanting to kill him, character development be darned. So diminutive, dehumanizing, and objectifying. This guy has more than won the douchebag lottery. Riley can more than stick up for herself, but still. The way he speaks to her here makes me feel all kinds of gross.
He just said “ya heard” unironically. Can we let Jack punch him now, please?
Jack offering to let Ralph keep the cash he lifted if he gets to punch him is great, but even better is Mac and Riley offering to chip in money for The Cause.
Oh, yeah, Bozer was in this episode. I’m excited for when he is utilized more!
Bozer’s monster Mac is nightmare fuel!
“A letter? That you put in the mail? It’s 2016.” Hey, as someone who has an actual, old-school type pen pal, step off, Jack.
Mac: “You just gonna watch?” Jack, offended: “Not anymore.” How is it Jack is like Mac’s dad but they also bicker like 5-year-olds? This relationship is so strange, so wonderful, and the heart of the show in so many ways. I love them.
Mac’s words of wisdom about the nature of life are actually super encouraging and exactly what I needed to hear today.
I’d forgotten how much I love this episode – t’s so fun! Although the Codex storyline in season 4 is probably my favorite plot-wise, coming back to these early episodes is like a breath of fresh air! Excellent, excellent episode with so much to offer!
What are your thoughts on "Awl?" I'd love to discuss! :)
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jcogginsawriter · 4 years
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Hand to Hand: Mark Waid’s Flash
I have been a fan of comic book characters for a long time. I started with the cartoons, and as I got older, I began doing deep dives into wikis, reading fanfiction, and participating in that shallowest of internet past times, the vs debate. I dabbled in writing fanfic for myself, but I spent far more time thinking about writing fanfic instead. I would come up with all these ideas about what I would take from the various different versions of the characters, and don’t get me started on the idea of Crossovers.     The point is, I knew a lot of what happened in the comics, but I never read many comics. I didn’t know where my local comic shop was, and even if I did, I wouldn’t have had the money to spend on them. The comics that I did read were usually fan translations of manga. I did read a few comics, big name stories like Death of Superman or Crisis on Infinite Earths, but they were few and far between.
Recently, I’ve begun to change that. I now follow several comics as they come out, most notably the current X-line. This change sprang in part because I began reading a lot more comics criticism. In particular, I followed the blog of a certain Superman fan, and began to eagerly digest his various takes. I wanted to be able to ask him questions about new comics without looking like an idiot (This is how 90 percent of my interactions on comics twitter go, BTW) and that was a kick in the pants for me.
After getting into a steady habit, I decided to look into reading some of the classic runs I’d read so much about throughout life. To go from knowing them second hand, to knowing them first hand. After a bit of hemming and hawing, I’ve settled on Mark Waid’s legendary run of Flash Comics to start off with.
(Spoiler Warning for some 30 year old comics, by the way)
As of this writing, I have read up to the final issue of his story arc Dead Heat, wherein Wally does battle with the speed cultist Savitar. Before we get into things like plot and characters, I want to discuss the art, because no discussion of comic books is really complete without talking about the art. Unfortunately, the art in this run hasn’t done much for me, but that’s not really it’s fault. I read this comics in manner that they were not created to be read, digitally and zoomed in. These comics were drawn with physical issues in mind, and I don’t doubt that they’re good in that format. It also doesn’t help that I’ve read far more manga than I have American comics. American comics have never clicked with me the way manga does. Even now, I still find the layout of manga more legible than the layout of an American comic. That’s not a value judgment, it’s just my personal experience.
I do distinctly recall thinking that the art was better up to issue #79 (The conclusion to the Return of Barry Allen storyline), than it was after. I prefer the less exaggerated character designs, and lighter inks, though it could very well be a case of me having gotten used to the initial style and not liking the change. One thing that thing I can say about the art is that it helped me grasp how Wally’s costume differed from Barry’s. Before this, I was incapable of separating them in my mind, but seeing them side by side made it clear to me how different Wally’s Costume was colored and shaded.
Now, onto the writing of the run, we’ll start with the lead, Wally West. My previous touchstone for Wally was the Justice League series from the DCAU, which I watched a lot as a kid. The Wally in these comics comes off as more serious that his DCAU incarnation. Not too serious, he still cracks jokes, but he’s more on the ball. He takes his adventures as seriously as any hero would, rather than the more carefree attitude I recall his DCAU version having. This is not unsurprising, Wally here is the lead whereas there he was part of an ensemble cast, and here we get his internal monologue which gives us a much more thorough sense of his headspace. Not to mention, the DCAU version was voiced, so we know with no ambiguity what tone his dialogue’s in. In text, tone is more up to interpretation.
Perhaps the biggest thing that set Comic Wally apart from DCAU Wally is that the Wally in the comic was more consistently angry and frustrated. While his DCAU incarnation had hidden depths, I can’t recall a time when he got seriously angry. This Wally is frequently irritated, usually by things which are enitrely understandable. On occasion, his irritability causes him to be rougher with the bad guys than he could be, and that feels uncomfortable sometimes, though thus far he hasn’t gone too far.
Going into this, I knew that one of the issues that Wally had to overcome was his mental block about surpassing Barry, and to my surprise, it wasn’t as much of a through-line as I expected. I was expecting it to be a reoccurring issue that was solved by the Return of Barry Allen storyline, but in reality there are only one or two times something like it comes up, usually in the context of him not being able to do the vibrating through walls trick. In the Return of Barry Allen, it feels more like an issue introduced in that story than a long running plot line. Granted, it may only feel this way because I’m solely reading Mark Waid’s Flash. I didn’t read the issues prior to his take over, so that storyline could have been more apparent there for all I know.
Moving on, starting with Waid’s run had another knock on effect, that being that the character introductions aren’t introductions. I came into this expecting to see when Wally met Linda, when he met Jay Garrick, when Pied Piper redeemed himself, but all of that happened before Waid took over the book, so they’re already part of the cast from the start. Again, not a flaw of the work, it’s just a result of my personal experiences. Now, let’s take a look at some of these characters.
I’ve heard a lot about Linda and Wally’s romance, and so far it’s not bad. I wouldn’t rate it as one of the best of all time, but I haven’t gotten to most of the major moments yet, so that’s not a huge surprise. One thing that’s very apparent is the Lois Lane DNA in her character. Some of that is to be expected, which the love interest to your superhero is a reporter, but I see a lot of similarities in their personality as well. There’s a lot of the same fire in her. Fortunately, the fact that Wally’s identity is public lends a very different arc to their relationship than what you see with Lois and Clark, so Linda doesn’t come off as a Lois rip-off. Linda’s concerns that there’s no place for her in Wally’s wild superhero life is the kind of relationship hurdle that isn’t present in Lois and Clark’s Relationship.
Next, let’s take a look at the first Flash, Jay Garrick. Within this series, Jay is perfectly pleasant, and by no means unlikable, but he also comes across as...kind of superfluous? There are three elderly male speedsters in this comic, and of all of them Jay is by far the least defined and has the least role. Max Mercury is the Wally’s mentor in the ways of speed, the one with the most knowledge of the Speed Force. He’s basically what I expected Jay Garrick to be going into this. The third of the group is Johnny Quick, a speedster who is the father of another speedster, Jesse Quick. Jesse is also very skeptical of Max Mercury’s teachings, which veer from the scientific into the mystical.
Because Johnny takes the role of skeptic, Jay is left without a role in the narrative because being the nicest of Wally’s friend group. Veering over to Hollywood for a second, whenever a book gets adapted into a movie or TV Show, minor characters get lost in the transition. Either they get composited with other characters, or they get cut entirely. Game of Thrones is the most prominent example in recent memory. I bring this up because, if Waid’s Flash were to go through that process, it’s hard to argue that Jay wouldn’t get the ax. Despite being the most important of them in the context of the universe at large, Jay is the least important Speedster in this narrative. Of course, Jay’s importance in the context of the larger universe means that in this hypothetical adaptation, he probably be composited into either max or Johnny. More likely Max, since mentor is the logical position for the first Flash to take in the Third Flash’s narrative.
I mentioned Jess Quick there, so let’s talk about her. Thus far, her most prominent role in the narrative has been to call Wally out and be his critic, though she does have very good reasons to be angry. In the Terminal Velocity storyline, Wally believes he’ll die soon, and tells the Flash Family that Jesse will be his successor, but it turns out to be a lie in order to motivate Bart Allen to take things more seriously. Jesse has remained angry with Wally since then, though it hasn’t seriously impacted her hero work. That’s good, because her continued competence lends legitimacy to her anger within the narrative. She’s not being punished for being mad at Wally for mistreating her. Hopefully it stays that way going forward.
Now let’s take a look at the character Wally chose over Jesse, Bart Allen AKA Impulse. I’ll say up front that I’m not reading Bart’s solo series during this read through, as I didn’t want the hassle of going back and forth between books. As such, the only issues of it that I’ve looked at are the ones that tie into the Dead Heat arc. I feel it’s important for me to say this, because I’m basing my opinions of Bart primarily on his showings in Wally’s book, not his own. In Wally’s book, Bart’s character flaws are more on display.
Bart is a character deliberately designed to be obnoxious, and such characters are a hard tightrope to walk in fiction. Gotta be annyoing enough to get the point across, but not annoying enough to turn people off from the work. Bart in Wally’s book isn’t perfectly balanced, and tends toward the too much pile. Not to an egregious extent, but a little bit. I found myself echoing Wally’s frustration with Bart more than a few times. In Bart’s defense, Wally does share some of the blame here. He doesn’t do a very good job as a mentor, and handing those duties off to Max is probably for the best.
I find it interesting, that a character like Wally who is so defined by inheriting a legacy is a poor mentor, to both Bart and Jesse. He makes different mistakes with both of them, but he still fails both of them. I’m eager to see how that plays out in the future issues.
Now that we’ve discussed the supporting cast, let’s discuss some of the book’s villains. We’ll start with the one who is most infamous, Eobard Thawne. Thawne’s spends the majority of his time in this book thinking he’s Barry Allen, and if I’m being honest, he’s more effective under that guise that he is as Eobard. The scenes where what appears to be Barry Allen turns evil out of jealousy of his successor are powerful, more so than the more traditional villain Eobard displays after the reveal. Not that it would have been a good idea for it to actually be Barry, of course. Much as I prefer Wally to Barry, having Barry go full supervillain would have been very out of character. In any case, this run had a profound impact on Eobard’s character going forward, solidifying him as an agent of toxic fanboyism, making him a dark mirror of Wally West.
The next major villain of the run is the cult slash terrorist organization Kobra. That might bring thoughts of GI Joe to your mind, and you honestly aren’t far off. So far as this run goes, the biggest differences between DC’s Kobra and Hasbro’s is A) DC’s version prefer green over blue, and B) Hasbro’s version has more in the way of distinct characters. Kobra thus far is more of a plot device than  anything else. They’re generic terrorists with little to make them distictive. Their storyline, Terminal Velocity, is more notable for it’s introduction of the Speed Force, Wally preparing for his upcoming ‘death’, and Linda going on a revenge quest after said ‘death’. All things that Kobra is incidental to, any villainous organization would have sufficed.
The final, as of my current point in the run, major villain is Savitar. Savitar was formerly a soviet test pilot who gained a connection to a the speedforce, gave himself the name of Hindu god, and started a speed worshipping cult. It says a lot about my mind that my immediate thoughts upon reading Savitar’s origin were. “Huh, an AU where Hal Jordan became a Speedster the same way would be neat.”. Savitar is in some ways an improvement on the Kobra Cult from Terminal Velocity. This time the Cult has a more direct connection to the Flash and his mythos. Dead Heat is by no means a retread of Terminal Velocity, but if you wanted to mesh them into one story, it wouldn’t be hard. And it’d improve on both, in some ways.
One of the things I like to do in my fanfic ideas is connect the other speedsters to Thawne’s theme of Toxic Fandom, and it wouldn’t be hard to do that with Savitar. His entire motivation is to deprive those he considers unworthy of their speed, and that can easily by played as a metaphor for gatekeeping.
Over all, while the run is far from perfect, I must say I’m enjoying these comics a good deal, and if you’re like me and have read a lot about comics without actually reading them, I don’t think you’d regret jumping into them.
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realcube · 4 years
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YOU GOT: KŌSHI SUGAWARA
matchup for @oixhaa
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‘my hobbies include dancing, learning choreographies, writing, baking, listening to music, & ice skating!’
♡ omg suga would watch you practise your choreographies and try copy what you do but purposely put no effort in to highlight how amazing you are-
♡ i feel like suga went through a phase of trying to write — poems, fanfictions, prompts, original fictions, you name it — but it didn’t really work out for him so he really admires that you’re able to write and lowkey begs you to read him some of your works
♡ it’s fanon that sugawara loves to bake so y’all probably spend nights baking treats together for the team >< he’s super playful too so expect to be covered from head-to-toe with flour afterwards
♡ he adores your taste in music so if you ever make him a playlist, he’ll put in on while he does literally anything; cleaning, studying, driving, practising & sometimes he plays it when he can’t fall asleep 🥺
♡ ICE SKATING WITH SUGA LORD- he’s got good balance but ofc he’s going to be a bit shaky when he first steps onto the ice so he’ll hold your hands like his life depends on it while you guide him around the rink. he’s a bit wobbly at first but he slowly gets the hang of it; his grip on your hands loosens but he still instist on keeping a hold of it, just in case ‘:) 
♡ it eventually gets the point where he only has to hold one of your hands, and you can skate around the rink side-by-side. you teach him how to stop so whenever you let go of his hand to do a lil’ trick, he can halt safely and clap 
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‘my love language is physical touch bc I am so very touch starved and I live for any sort of skin ship whether it’s holding hands, cuddling, head pats, etc.’
♡ his love language is quality time but he’s still a very affectionate person when it comes to you so it’s not like your love languages clash or anything 
♡ he’s the king of sweet pda; forehead kisses, hand holding, hair ruffling, booping your nose etc 
♡ but in private, he’s more intimate so that’s when he hold your extra close, his kisses are more passionate and his words are more fiery 
♡ there is nothing he loves more than having an arm wrapped around your torso, pulling your against his chest as you sit on his lip, while he reads a nice book held in his other hand; you either reading with him, on your phone or asleep
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‘my star sign is taurus and a fun fact about me is that I get cold very easily so i’m almost always wearing hoodies, sweatshirts, & I even wear socks to sleep every night. listen it feels weird not to and it’s very comfy, don’t come at me >:(’
♡ omg and he’s a gemini 😩 do i even need to elaborate? bad bitches.
♡ ok so post-timeskip, when suga is a teacher, he knits. it’s a form of stress-relief for him bc he finds very relaxing since it’s repetitive. also, he likes that he gets a final product from it, so he feel productive despite the fact he’s spent the last 2 hours knitting you a sweater when he had 30 tests to mark for his class
♡ but on the bright side, he made you a sweater! it’ll go perfectly with the hundreds of other things he’s knitted you; everything from socks, to scarves, to mittens, to legwarmers, to hats.. & more!
♡ he just likes keeping you warm, ok? :3 
♡ and before he learns how to knit, he just gives you his hoodies/sweaters/cardigans. and whenever y’all go on dates, he makes sure to bring an extra jacket for you-
♡ or, if it’s just a date in comfort of his house, he might purposely turn the heating down just a lil’ bit so he has an excuse to give you one of his hoodies and share a blanket with you
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‘i’m also a pretty flirty person so if they can flirt back & get me all flustered then svdhfhjk yea’
♡ when y’all first start dating/before you start dating, sugawara isn’t too smooth so when you playfully flirt with him, he’ll be a blushing, flustered mess
♡ but the longer y’all are together, the better he gets at dealing with your flirting so by your 1 year anniversary, he’s 100% able to turn the tables whenever you flirt and end up flustering you 
♡ and he’ll do it in public too, mans has no shame-
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for @oixhaa​: i immediately thought of sugawara- like..match made in heaven. have a nice day, love!
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winebleeds · 4 years
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@bnjmin    sent    ❛    5, 10, 15, 20, 25, 30. for all :)    ❜
⤑   TAKE A PEAK
you’re really making me add this to a read more again, huh.
5. closet
raleigh: his button up shirts & nicer tee shirts on clothes racks with sweaters on the top shelf and shoes on the floor below. he doesn’t have too much room in it otherwise. liz: her closest is too complicated, fuck that. but, while the majority of it is white, the clothes are organized by shades based on the electromagnetic spectrum. surprisingly, most of her shirts are her nasa polos & the only consistent outfit within the closest. because she usually has less than 10 outfits at a time. she swaps out clothes during the seasons, and resales clothes after wearing them a couple times. her sweaters, her personal ones or stolen ones, are kept in drawers within the bedroom alongside jeans & workout attire. like clothes, she has a selected amount of shoes on a bottom shelf. while it won’t be as big as this closest, this has the general vibes. jamie: like raleigh, his button up shirts and any suits. maybe some of his track wear that shouldn’t wrinkle. nicer tee shirts his tennis shoes... and of course his horse gear hiding in the corner :3 maddie: her clothes are just swung on racks when in a hurry to actually clean. if it’s in order, it’s because liz cleaned maddie’s room. most of her shirts are band shirts and leather & jean jackets.
10. pantry
raleigh: box pasta (he loves bow ties because they look like bow ties), rice, cereals (mainly honey nut cheerios, and he’ll try all the flavors), chips (like pretzels, cheetos, popcorn), and kraft mac n’ cheese. then basic baking stuff like cake mixes, sugar, salt, like, typical foods that’s mixed around where he has to scan for a bit to find what he wants. only his teas are organized. and dog food on the bottom. liz: her apartment does not have a pantry. rip. but they way she has food organized is precise.  jamie: his studio does not have a pantry. but it would have box stuff similar to raleigh... but vegan versions... alongside having the most spices out of everyone else and protein stuff. and his would be organized like liz’s. maddie: her apartment does not have a pantry. it would probably be empty besides her box of animal crackers if she did tho. thank goodness she lives with liz. 
15. bookcase
raleigh: his bookcase holds some of his prized possessions and is one of the few thing he actually keeps organized in his place. and here’s how the bare bones would look like. those science fiction books from his piano instructor, a completed lego models of the millennium falcon and the enterprise as “bookends” with some of his preferred star wars & star trek books, though the models take up more space on that shelf. then everything else is just books with some other trinkets that are vague in my head for now. liz: so she has two bookshelves. the first one is in the living area that most to hold themed books and props to whatever theme caitlyn or liz arranged, though now it’s a combination of whatever maddie and liz want to share in that space. this is what that one would look like, though different items. within her bedroom, liz has a plain shelf with image of it here with several books ordered by the dewey system. she may swap out books when she fells it’s too full, but some of her prized book, like her little women book from her childhood or her engineering textbook from her first class with dr. kumar, will always remain. even if liz may read more on her phone (considering it’s cheaper with the library app), she likes to have physical copies of ones she does enjoy or preorder. oh, slightly off topic, but she’s definitely one of those that reads all the books in bill gates or obama’s book lists every year; she should really join a book club. once liz gets a house, you bet that her bookshelf will look like this one in her study. jamie: this dumbass doesn’t read. maddie: while she doesn’t have too many books for a bookshelf, she does have a vinyl rack. or well, something liz built for her that’s similar to this but maddie would paint lighting bolts on the sides because the sides reminded her of lighting bolts. but she has a simple vinyl rack to store her vinyl that will become canvas for her paintings. and, as for the living room bookshelf, she has one of her 70s cameras she found at an antique store that liz cleaned up for her alongside some of her favorite vinyls to show off or, well, not necessary favorite favorites but ones people will recognize & fit with liz, like fleetwood mac rumors. then, there’s a succulent that liz doesn’t touch that maddie keeps care for; his name is pumpkin because of the orange pot.  
20. refrigerator
raleigh: leftovers from takeout, since normally one takeout plate lasts for two meals. then there’s ketchup, soy sauce, milk, eggs, butter, yoghurt (blueberry or oreo preferred), jelly & jam (mainly blueberry or apricot & there’s even blueberry orange marmalade because why not) some veggies, mainly bell peppers & mushrooms, cheeses, chicken, & hot dogs for his dogs. liz: since maddie & liz would share one, i’m listing things that mainly liz’s here. so she has the meal prep meals in containers throughout the work week. leftovers also last longer for her, about three meals. then there’s meats, mainly chicken & salmon (her favorite), basic things like eggs & milk etc, apple butter, jelly & jam (mainly blackberry & grape), worcestershire sauce, & ketchup. jamie: like, all the veggies you can think of. vegan cheeses, oat milk, cilantro, pickles, jam & jelly (mainly strawberry) leftovers. maddie: the avocadoes in the fridge is because of her. there’s also bbq sauce, sriracha, & leftovers. oh, the the mango habanero jam is hers too. 
25. five most recent google search history
raleigh: 1. names for shades of yellow / 2. beekeeping in urban setting / 3. bee species in california / 4. the most common bee in the world / 5. bees in winter  liz: her google search history has been cleared so i can’t share it :/ jamie: 1. football season updates / 2. how much irrnekg (accidental when holly laid on the keyboard / 3. how much is 8 m in feet / 4. inheritance issues / 5. manage a farm long distance maddie: 1. fairy wings reference / 2. fabric paint in local stores / 3. sour candy lyrics / 4. blinking guy meme / 5. keyboard sale
30. netflix watch history (or just clumping all the streaming services here)
raleigh: the mandalorian, david attenborough’s animal documentaries, x files, dr. oakley yukon vet and yes he cries at every episode don’t judge, indiana jones trilogy no fourth liz: downton abbey, fixer upper, pride & prejudice, the biggest little farm, i am greta, and i guess space documentaries... oh, and the lotr trilogy like, three times already :/ jamie: the office, gilmore girls, flashdance, like all of audrey hepburn’s movies but he tries to hide all of this with fast & furious and cobra kai and action stuff maddie: halloween, nightmare before christmas, the chilling adventures of sabrina, glow, the get down, sailor moon, wayne’s world, magica madoka, the breakfast club
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the questionnaire~
who rocks the ferris wheel seat, and who flips out and begs them to stop?
neither. too busy making out.
who is always horny and will have any place, any time?
auggie. he’s always game for a quickie at any given moment. any. given. moment.
“wait, here?” teddy gasps and giggles against his lips as he kisses her.
“mhm,” he nods.
and so what if they’re the ones having slutty coat room sex at someone else’s wedding. so what.
who is more into taking showers/baths together? who tries to make it relaxing and who gets handsy?
they both are. something about showers and baths together really ticks the intimacy box for them. but believe it or not, teddy is the one to get handsy in the shower/bath.
“so i was thinking,” she starts, shifting her weight in the tub. she swivels around, careful not to slosh too much water around as she straddles his lap
his hands easily find her hips as she eases closer. “so you were thinking...” he echos with a nod.
her left hand rests at the base of his neck, while her right glides down and into the water between them. “i have nowhere to be for the next hour, so maybe,” she takes him in her hand. “we could make it worth our while.”
who likes to walk around the house naked, and who tells the other to go put some clothes on?
neither, really. they usually keep whatever space they’re in comfortably chilly so as to be wrapped up in sweatshirts and cardigans. sweatpants and socks and heavy blankets. cozy.
however, they are huge fans of being naked together. huge. top two on the list, probably.
who sleeps on the couch when they get into a fight?
auggie. 
(but teddy will be nudging him to scoot over not 30 minutes later and crawling onto the couch and under the throw blanket beside him. “what you said really hurt.”
and auggie will just wrap her up in his arms and kiss her head. “i’m sorry. it was uncalled for. i didn’t mean it.” and he’ll kiss her head three more times and tell her how much he adores her and they both sleep on the couch because the idea of sleeping apart sucks to even think about. call them codependent)
who takes photos of the other while they sleep?
teddy tends to take photos of auggie because auggie rarely sleeps. let me clarify. auggie’s a very excitable human, and will stay up and about for most things. because of this, he is always tired and falling asleep at inopportune times, and (teddy’s favorite) adorable ones.
(like the time he fell asleep while trying to stay up for a 24-hour stream and she had to inconspicuously wake him without getting caught on camera.
she did take proper photo evidence and post it on his instagram before he woke up. puppy filter and all)
who said “i love you” first?
teddy. it outright took his breath away. 
who ends their arguments in a fight with “because i love you”?
teddy.
auggie has a lot of anxiety. he’s been working on it, but he’s also made his peace with the fact that a portion of it will remain unresolved, and will be something he just feels and deals with. kinda like white noise. it’s a dead parents thing. whatever.
the point is, it happens less and less when it comes to teddy the longer they’re together, but he goes through deep pockets where he needs reassurance.
because he thinks, no knows teddy graham is the very sun in the sky that the planets revolve around, that she hung the moon and all the stars, and there’s absolutely no possible way on this earth he could ever be good enough for her. that he or something would inevitably fuck this up.
she’s gotten pissed off at him about it only once their entire relationship. but they’d been going through a rough patch with schedules not lining up, and not enough hours in the day to make long distance work, so it’d been a pot of emotions on the verge of boiling over. she’d shouted at him to stop doubting her. that if she hadn’t left yet it’s because she wasn’t planning to. “because i love you!”
he’d felt awful that day. because that’s the last thing he wanted to make her feel. and he’d promised her he’d work on it.
but they don’t tend to argue. their conversations are softer, more compassionate.
“hey,” she grabs his hands “i’m not going anywhere.” pressing kisses to each of his knuckles, she glances up at him. “because i love you, okay?”
they do annoy each other though. quite a bit. sometimes for fun.
who likes to wear the other’s clothes?
teddy loves to wear auggie’s sweatshirts to run errands if it’s something she doesn’t have to get dressed up for. or around the house she’ll grab a shirt or button up. she once wore a flannel of his to record a music special.
they also wear her merch around the house. free clothes and whatnot.
who wakes the other up in the middle of the night to tell them a cool dream they had? who has the most nightmares, and who sings them back to sleep after?
teddy for sure. auggie’s more about letting her sleep, but teddy always wakes him up to share. good dreams, bad ones, crazy ideas, good news, song ideas… her imagination is always going, going, going.
who is more likely to cheat?
on each other? truly? neither. they’d faster cheat on other people for each other. and that sounds cliché and almost fiction, but it isn’t that it’s that they both genuinely like and love each other. cheating doesn’t fit in that box.
who starts a food fight in the kitchen?
probably auggie. though teddy has been known to throw flour.
who initiates duets? and who is the better singer?
teddy. auggie will be humming something to himself and she’ll jump in as off-key as possible.
“you’re the oates to my hall, baby,” teddy says, swinging him with her around the kitchen island. “the garfunkel to my simon.”
“oh, so you’re just gonna full on side-kick me now?”
“i’m down on a daydream!” she sings loudly, and okay, maybe the brunch mimosas had been a little more champagne than orange juice that morning. “but that sleepwalk should be over by now, i know!”
auggie throws his head back laughing and he can’t help but grab her face and just kiss her.
objectively, teddy is the better singer. but, and he will deny this, she thinks auggie sounds beautiful in the shower.
who starts the hand holding? who grabs the other's butt? who slides their arm around their waist? who likes to put their fingers in the belt loops?
the hand holding is somewhat mutual. it kind of happens naturally. they gravitate toward one another to begin with. some… fucking weird energy thing, his sister frannie would say. it was actually visible between them.
the butt touching is totally teddy, and it happens a few dates in when she accidentally has a bit too much wine at dinner. she grabs his ass on the way back to the car. “small but mighty.”
they laughed for a solid ten minutes.
of course, that then meant free reign for him to return the favor. respectfully. but also at will. and gosh was he grateful.
the arm around the waist is auggie, but he’s a very physical person. always pulling her closer, touching her back, anything to feel her right there with him.
who is more seductive when they are drunk? and who is louder in bed?
auggie, who is already kinda handsy and forward when it comes to sex with teddy, gets handsier when he’s been drinking and his voice is like 2 octaves deeper than usual.
but teddy’s a master at seducing him. like she’s read every book on how to turn him into a putty in her hands. he thinks she finds it fun. no, he knows she does. he knows every outfit she keeps for it. hmph.
she might be louder though. for sure.
who is more protective?
auggie is wildly protective of teddy. her heart, her world, her happiness. and takes it really personally when that’s threatened in any way. but teddy’s really protective of auggie’s feelings. in a healthy way. but she’s always there to catch him if he falls. she’d also go to war for him. in a heartbeat.
who talks to the other while they are sleeping?
not necessarily while they’re sleeping because if it ever starts, the other tends to wake up. but they do talk a lot. unless they’re wiped from exhaustion.
who drives and who has the window seat?
teddy insists on driving most of the time. she enjoys it, and implies he can’t drive. it’s a lie, of course. he’s the better driver.
(“are not.”
“baby.”
“you’re not, though.”)
who falls asleep in the others lap and who carries them to bed?
auggie tends to be the one to fall asleep in her lap. he’s usually the one falling asleep first if his insomnia’s been acting up.
it’s the most rain new york has gotten all year, she observes from her place where she rests against the corner of the couch. the dreariest darkest afternoon they’ve seen in a while. the apartment is dim despite it being just after 2pm that sunday afternoon.
she’s kind of sleepy and could probably go for a nap. but she’d already thrown off her sleep schedule by letting auggie con her into smoking and staying up to watch all of doom patrol. while fun and great, it turned into distracting hands under throw blankets, which turned into 5am, thus making her want to sleep now but she’d just managed to fix what early quarantine had broken.
they’d need to set a new boundary on this friends with benefits thing.
time. sleep. rest.
but then again, who was she kidding? he could say jump and she’d ask how high and never stop. he didn’t know that though. they’d agreed on not going there for the sake of their friendship. that it was just sex. whenever, but still. just sex.
she glances down at him where he’s fast asleep arms wrapped around her midsection, head resting comfortably against her abdomen, lulled by the sound of the rain coming through the open window. and she’s looked at his face a hundred times, but like this, her heart flutters, and she can feel the way she just fully adores him like this.
she can’t help but smile to herself, and sighs. she needs to get over him. and fast. of course, all this weird intimacy they insist on maintaining just because they’ve spent all this time indoors together isn’t going to help that.
she threads her fingers through his hair, lightly scratching at the back of his head. “hey, go to your bed,” she says softly. “you fell asleep.”
“mm.” he doesn’t budge and her smile widens. she lightly tugs at his ear. “ow.”
“bed.”
he grumbles without another word, and if she’s wistful as she watches him go to his room, she’ll deny it.
who cuts the other's hair?
that’s not a risk they’ve been willing to take just yet.
who is super bad at sexting? and who sends them encouraging messages throughout the day?
if auggie’s feeling particularly confident (usually after a few drinks), he can swing it. otherwise, he’s not great at it.
teddy’s usually the one sending encouraging messages though.
(“yeah, you don’t send me any cause you’re always sending them to darby and ravi.”
“that’s true. but i love you more than them.”
“that’s actually debatable.”)
who thinks they are not good enough for the other’s love? and who’s more afraid of losing the other?
read the anxiety question above.
who starts random slow dancing with the other in the kitchen?
teddy definitely. but auggie will every once in a while. slide her around the kitchen at two in the morning by the light of the refrigerator.
who kissed first?
auggie kissed teddy first. bit the bullet before he lost his nerve. and then he just never stopped.
who orders take out at two in the morning? and who wakes the other up at three in the morning to go downstairs with them to get a glass of water because it’s too dark?
who writes love songs about the other? do they sing the songs they write for them?
if teddy could write every song in the world about him she absolutely would. but yes, she writes most of the love songs and most of them are about him or to do with him or about dreams they’ve planned together.
there’s a world in which he gives creative input, basically a song writing duo, but he takes no credit. “all the magic is yours anyway, i’m just a sounding board.”
of course, he gets wildly emotional about it, and the way she expresses herself when it comes to him, because again, for the millionth time, he can’t believe her.
who is embarrassed when they have to wear their glasses and who thinks they look super cute?
not necessarily embarrassed, but auggie typically only wears his glasses at home, so until they live together, it’s rare she sees him in them. she does think he looks cute in them.
which is great because he’s blind as a bat.
who likes to nuzzle their head into their partner’s chest?
teddy. at her coziest. if she could live there, she would.
how many and what colours are the blankets they like to snuggle in?
four or five, at least two of which have been knit by teddy herself. the colors are usually on the softer side, neutrals, navy, dusty pinks. and a blanket crosby brought teddy from a trip to thailand years ago they’ve piled into the mix.
who runs up and hugs their partner and who stands arms wide open to catch their partner?
teddy runs. auggie catches her. every time.
eight months. it’d been eight months since he’d seen her outside of a screen. eight months since he’d held her, touched her, kissed her.
eight months without her. all for the sake of democracy or whatever bullshit.
auggie had been starting to doubt how much longer he could do this without her. and the truth of the matter is deep in his bones he knew he’d wait forever, even at freshly eighteen, he just knew he’d wait for this girl forever and a day.
he’s shifting his weight from the balls of his feet to his heels, hands tucked anxiously into his pocket as he waits at the guest area. her flight had landed and she’d sent him a text saying she hadn’t checked a bag and that she’d be out soon, which meant she’d be here soon.
whether it’s the nerves or the excitement, he isn’t sure, but he might throw up.
but he doesn’t have time to process it, because not a second later, a whirlwind of blonde hair, pink lips and a soft blue dress was running toward him.
and just as her carry-on bag smacks the ground, he catches her in his arms, pressing his lips to hers.
“i missed you so much,” she sniffles, lips finding his once more.
would they rather go on a romantic date or a laid back date? explain why.
any date uninterrupted is a dream date for them. and they could make any moment romantic.
he stumbles some, but somehow manages to regain his composure, even if it means he leans on her a little more than intended.
teddy’s arm around his torso squeezes some, knowing that steadying him means steadying both of them. “you’re so drunk,” she mutters, head tilting onto his shoulder.
auggie scoffs, but ends up laughing in the process, the arm he has around her shoulders squeezing her tight. “babe, it’s two in the morning and you’re wearing sunglasses; don’t—” he giggles. “—don’t call me out for being drunk.”
she grins and giggles herself, the cat-eye style of her sunglasses adding to her mirth. “i calls ‘em like i sees ‘em.”
“you ‘calls ‘em’ huh?”
“shh.” she’s on her toes, pressing a kiss to his cheek, and readjusts his sunglasses in the process.
joy dripped off them like warm light. her heels hung off the fingertips of his left hand and over his shoulder, having traded them for his sneakers. he offered, and would probably have to throw out his socks once their night was done, but he truly couldn’t care less. not when he had all of this around him.
“okay, listen.” she took a sip from the bottle of champagne she was holding before holding it out to him.
“i’m listening.” he lets her go to take a drink, the bubbles no longer tingly against his cheeks.
“you know we can’t stay here for 39 more days, right?”
he furrows his brow, unsure of what she means by that, though it’s taking quite a bit to connect most complex thoughts that aren’t about teddy graham at the moment.
“to get married. you have to live in paris for like 40 days in order to get married here.”
“oh.”
“yeah.”
“wait, why not?”
“auggie. baby. focus.”
“sorry, let’s sit.” he laughs and holds out his elbow for her to take, leading her to an empty bench just up the way. plopping down on the end, he draws her down to his lap. teddy sits sideways and chooses to extend her legs onto the rest of the bench, crossing her feet at her ankles. his shoes look huge in the distance.
“we can’t stay here.” she pushes his glasses up the bridge of his nose. “the world’s not looking good and i kinda don’t wanna get stuck here.”
auggie nods in agreement. “fair point. so what do we do? do we wait?”
she sighs and grabs the bottle from him, taking a sip before setting it down between her thigh and the back of the bench, next to her shoes. “i don’t wanna wait.” she kisses him. “we’ve waited so long for everything,” she groans, her frustration evident.
he gives her the tiniest of smiles and presses a kiss to her temple, lingering for a long beat. he gets it, of course he does.
“let’s wake daily up.”
his eyes widen as he wraps his arm around her. “no.”
“no?”
“no, she’ll be pissed,” he chuckles. “i already woke her up once to find you, i don’t think i’d survive a second night of interrupting her sleep.”
teddy laughs, full belly laughs, and he can’t help but join her. they might have to lay off the champagne soon, but they can worry about that later. “daily is ordained.” she curls into his chest. “she’s the only way we can leave paris married.”
he leans forward, resting his forehead on her shoulder. “starting my first official day as a member of your family by getting murdered. cool.”
she smiles, dropping a kiss atop his head, hints of his shampoo wafting into her nose. “is that a yes?”
“i gave you my shoes; a real no for you doesn’t exist in my vocabulary.” he gently kicks his socked feet to make a point.
“first of all, you offered and insisted, and second, you should be proud of yourself for saying vocabluary.”
“vocabluary?” he picks his head up, amusement coloring his features.
she’s kissing him then, both hands pressed against his cheeks. “come on, let’s go get married before you start feeling over-dramatic and change your mind on me.” she swings her legs over and stands, holding her hands out to him.
“never, ever, in my life.” he takes her hands and stands.
“oh, sure. like you didn’t just fly across the ocean cause you missed me even though you just saw me. the level of drama is staggering.”
“i didn’t.” he shakes his head and grabs her shoes and the near empty bottle of champagne. “i had business.” he takes a swig before handing her the last of it.
“in paris?” she giggles and sips the rest, tossing the empty bottle in a nearby trash can before he wraps his arm around her so they can start to walk.
“mhm. i had to pick up my wife.” she hip checks him and he grins. “all the more reason for you to know i’m not changing my mind.”
“i know. all your drama is reserved for how much you love me and how you have to make a big deal about that all the time. softy.” she presses a kiss to his hand resting over her shoulder. “doesn’t mean i can’t make fun of you for it.”
“i like a gesture.” he shrugs.
“yes, you do. it’s cute.”
teddy grins, wide and bright, and he squeezes her tight. “you’re cute.”
who still gets butterflies after years of dating?
they both do. there are a lot of reasons for which their relationship has had to take a backseat, so every moment they do get to spend together is cherished. and when it becomes permanent, it feels brand new every day.
who is the one who makes their partner laugh so much that their face hurts?
despite how cool they both come across, they’re both actually spectacularly dorky and goofy and ridiculous. so they’re always laughing about something dumb or silly or an inside joke they remember all the time, especially at very inopportune times.
(”we ran out of a funeral once.”
“aug, don’t remind me, i’m still ashamed.”
“well, it was either that or we had a laughing fit in there.”
“we’re monsters.”
“i feel like the dead parents club gives you morbid privileges by association.”)
who accidentally drinks too much caffeine and who has to deal with their partner bouncing off the walls?
auggie already has too much coffee to begin with, but when he has too much caffeine he’s a bouncy ball off concrete walls.
where is a special place they hold close to their hearts? why is it special?
paris. whenever they’ve allowed themselves to think of a place where they want to be together, to dream about where everything would be perfect, it’s paris.
walking along the seine, seeing the eiffel tower, watching the sunset on a rooftop, seeing the art at the louvre
(“being the art at the louvre.”
“auggie.”
“you are though.”)
she proposes before one of her paris shows.
they wake up her sister in the middle of the night to officiate their marriage before they’re back in the states.
there’s just something about paris that’s everything and more to them.
who has awful taste in music?
not awful, but auggie probably likes more questionable music.
“unironically listening to nickelback isn’t a bad thing, you’re all just haters.”
which one of them is the meme lover?
auggie loves a good meme. he loves making memes also. and making memes about teddy as a goof.
how did their second date go?
terrible. they’d wanted each other for so long they didn’t know what to do now that they had each other so they were so nervous they ruined it.
(”you didn’t ruin it.”
“i didn’t talk all night!”
“well, at least you didn’t spill wine all over your dress.”
“it wasn’t that bad!”
“i could never wear it anymore.”)
of course, the apology that followed and the makeup date more than made up for it.
how many children do they want/have?
depends on if they ever stop going at it like bunny rabbits. no, but three. honorable, beautiful mention to their son, lip.
who is the better dancer?
natural dancer? auggie. still a klutz though. teddy is a terrible dancer, but she’s become great at choreography. she also does not care.
do/did they have a theme wedding?
no. they eloped, actually. got married together in secret. they did have a party though after to celebrate with family. no theme though. 
what do their parents think of them dating?
teddy’s parents love auggie. they think he’s sweet, and kinda dorky. but he’s as dorky as their sweet girl and they love that about him. they’re especially delicate about being parents to him. not replacing or overstepping, but reminding him he’s their son now, too.
are they a super sappy couple?
severely. nauseating. but in a really endearing way. refreshing almost.
who asked the other to get married?
teddy proposed seconds before she went on stage.
who stays up too late and makes stupid jokes?
auggie stays up too late, and teddy makes stupid jokes.
who is the nerd?
auggie
who knows the most obscure facts?
auggie.
who makes the other a flower crown?
teddy (and cardigans and blankets and mittens and hats and scarves)
who likes to read?
teddy. she reads constantly.
who bothers the other person while the other person reads?
auggie. very adorable. very annoying.
do they have similar taste in movies?
yeah, for the most part. they’re both into classic comedies. auggie does love a superhero/comic book movie though.
how do their personalities complement each other?
teddy is bright and loud and awkward and unapologetically herself. auggie is bright but more reserved unless in good company and definitely second guesses himself more. but they do a great job of catching each other wherever they need, if that makes sense. filling in the blanks, combining all the puzzle pieces, yin to yang.
how do they tell everyone that they are going to be having a kid/adopting a child soon?
the minute they’re in the clear about things being safe. especially after lip. they do get creative with sharing their news, though. and it’s always cute.
who has better fashion sense?
teddy for sure. she can create an entire look from a color. auggie dresses well, but well for him.
who will punch someone out if they are rude to their partner?
auggie. no question.
what songs do they sing together in the car?
depends on the mood. sometimes oldies, sometimes the radio will just play. sometimes loud with all the windows down.
who likes to prank the other?
auggie came from a house of pranks, so he loves pranking her. 
who is the one who loves to take pictures?
teddy likes a random selfie here and there, but auggie likes having his camera out during quiet moments to catch her unaware. not often, because their private moments are sacred. but every once in a while.
how would they react if they found out they were soul mates?
they wouldn’t be surprised. it’d be the missing piece of the puzzle.
where would they live?
depends. sometimes new york. sometimes suburbia. sometimes an estate up in maine. sometimes paris is the way to go. wherever the other one is, really.
what type of dragon would they own, if they could have one?
probably like drogon targaryen. protective, and only trusts them.
what would they dress up as, for halloween?
they have pretty creative costumes, usually comedic ones. wayne’s world. cosmo and wanda. dumb and dumber. juno and paulie bleeker when they were pregnant with rosie and briar cause they both got a kick of it (and cause she actually got to drink a gallon of sunny d… even if she puked it all later while he held her hair back)
there was one year they did nightwing and batgirl for allie’s superhero themed party and he absolutely dragged her out of there early because of the red wig.
can they name each other’s favourite food?
teddy would say auggie’s addiction to chinese takeout is borderline unhealthy.
“whoa, hey.”
“dude, it is.”
but probably italian after that summer he became obsessed with learning how to make homemade pasta and pasta sauce.
auggie would say desserts. sweet tooth galore for her.
do they have pet names for one another?
usually ‘ted’ and ‘aug’, but teddy has welcomed ‘baby’ into the mix. cause he’s her baby. he’ll let a ‘baby’ or ‘babe’ out here and there, but he usually just prefers ‘ted.’
teddy is also in the business of coming up with every pun on his name she can think of. snoop auggie aug and augustus gloop might still be her best work.
how do they cheer each other up?
distractions and affection. sometimes food. games. music.
do they show a lot of pda?
they don’t really makeout in public, but they are very physical. hand holding, hugs, back rubs. proximity is a security blanket for them.
how old were they when they got together?
depends on the universe, but anywhere between 15-22, usually with history.
can they do yoga couple’s poses?
no they’re a pair of klutzes. it’s ironic as hell.
what is their song?
such great heights - the postal service lover - teddy bea~
what does their room look like?
they usually have a big cozy bed, one allowing them room to stretch out and take up space, even though they end up in each other’s space nearly every single night.
their things are intertwined. her clothes with his. his toiletries near hers. there are pictures and art they both love, and the agreement that they wouldn’t have a tv in their room to enjoy each other and rest in there. 
relaxing colors. wood tones, soft greens. maybe a few plants. definitely a balcony with a view.
who would be the one to kill zombies while the other keeps them grounded?
auggie currently kills zombies while teddy keeps him grounded.
who makes the other breakfast in bed?
auggie makes breakfast in bed unless he’s slept in.
who loves kids more?
they’re both a pair of big kids themselves. so it’s pretty even. they adore kids.
do either of them have a crazy ex?
possibly? hm.
what are their favourite colours?
auggie likes shades of blue and green. teddy likes golden colors and pinks. 
who likes to cook?
they both do. they like to cook together. though teddy is more of a baker, and auggie is more of the savory chef. cooking’s cathartic for both of them, and definitely something they love to do together.
who is the forgetful one?
probably auggie.
does either of them know how to fight?
make (lots of) love not war. they’re the softest of humans. soft, soft, soft.
what do they do for valentine's day?
depends. usually any excuse to spend time together is nice. valentine’s day can be any old day for them. flowers though. making a dessert to eat together. maybe a weekend getaway.
who swears more?
auggie’s a fucking potty mouth.
who has the better comebacks?
teddy. for sure.
who would start a fight with another parent at a bake sale?
her brother crosby and his sister fiona.
who reads buzzfeed?
auggie. fanboy king.
who is the hopeless romantic?
teddy, but they’re both wildly romantic, almost in equal measure.
do either of them know how to do a handstand?
believe it or not, both of them.
who can rap better?
teddy.
“ollie might’ve disowned me if i didn’t learn.”
do either of them want to go skydiving?
god no.
“i mean, i might wanna try. north said it was fun.”
“and your name is not north oeste. it’s auggie hunter, and you’re not jumping out of a frickin plane.”
what do they usually text about?
missing each other. food ideas. teddy’s legs. reminders. whatever crazy idea bixby’s got going on. whatever insane idea allie’s got going on. date plans. i love yous. and teddy’s legs.
who is the dramatic one?
auggie.
is either one confrontational?
not particularly. they talk too much for heavy confrontation so fights are rare. they’re willing to fight for each other though. 
what is their favourite cuddle position?
auggie’s love language is physical touch. he likes to touch and be touched, so when it comes to cuddling, if he’s tired or sad or depressed, he’s for sure the one to rest his head in teddy’s lap for her to rub his head or back. but he’s also definitely happy to be the big spoon and wrap her up in his arms so there’s no space between them.
“can i tell you a secret?”
“let me guess, you were already married,” he murmurs, pressing a kiss to where her bangs meet the rest of her hair, both arms wrapping around her shoulders.
“pfft.” she snuggles up into his chest, closing her eyes as she tucks her fingers under his left suspender.
“okay, that’s definitely not a no.” his hand trails over the bare skin of her upper back, pinky lightly gliding over where the fabric of her dress begins.
“you married me two weeks ago, keep up.” auggie hums in agreement. “also, there’s really hot lingerie under my dress right now...”
“oh?”
“but this dress has at least nine hundred and three buttons, and i know we wanted a party, but weddings are really tiring.” her voice is quiet and a little bit whiny.
“and you wanna take a nap,” he finishes.
“as badly as i wanna get into your pants.”
he laughs again, this time squeezing her a little bit tighter than before. “i promise i won’t tell anybody we took a nap on our wedding night if you won’t.” he smiles to himself, closing his own eyes as he drops another kiss atop her head.
she swoons.
who listens to more vulgar music?
pretty even. they’re not picky about that.
do either of them have secrets even the other doesn’t know?
no. they know everything. everything.
who is their go to couple for a double date?
eli and thayer, josie and ollie with daily and naomi, darby and north, or allie and frannie, though he’s still yet to figure out how he can manage to be the only one with the girlfriend in the bunch and still be the odd one out when those two are involved.
do they tip the waiter/waitress on their date?
absolutely.
how do they work out a fight?
sometimes they’ll need space just to let themselves cool off. saves them from saying something they don’t mean.
and then they talk. for hours.
who brings home an illegal pet?
neither of them. maybe teddy.
what side of the bed do each of them sleep on?
auggie on the right and teddy on the left. (or really, auggie closer to the window and teddy closer to the door)
what is their favorite photo of them two together?
it always changes but it’s a tie between them at disney and this random photo of them at an award show backstage.
she’d been wearing a pink cape over her shoulders, and sitting on top of the back of the couch in her green room after she got all her awards. and when he’d sat between her legs, she’d wrapped him up in it like a blanket and kissed his cheek. naomi caught it just in time.
who takes longer in the bathroom?
depends. usually teddy.
who has more songs on their ipod?
teddy.
what movie did they first see together?
stepbrothers.
what do they like to see each other in?
“nothing.”
“auggie.”
auggie prefers nothing, or really anything that shows off her legs. he really, really loves her legs. her ass too. all of her really, anyway…
“i like a tux. you look really good in a tux.”
who makes jokes at inappropriate times?
auggie.
at what age do they discuss the possibility of children?
i think they just know they want kids, and it comes about as a “when we have kids” kind of moment. and neither of them question it because there’s no objection. there’s also the fact that the first time she gets pregnant catches them both by surprise.
what do they love about each other the most?
auggie loves how much teddy loves. her heart is enormous and the amount of love that pours out of her at any given moment takes his breath away. she’s there for all her friends and family no questions asked, and the way she loves him, and the way she takes care of him, he could’ve never imagined he’d ever deserve a love like that.
she’s his loving, perfect little goofball.
teddy loves how much auggie cares about stuff. he’s so excitable and bright eyed and he has every reason to be jaded but just isn’t. not really. not in the ways it counts. he just loves things and people and comes at them with the excitement of the very first day.
and that smile of his. she’ll do anything to see him smile. that… wow. yeah.
who is the one that sees the big picture, while the other focuses on the small details?
teddy sees the big picture always. she’s patient like that. auggie focuses on the details. it’s why he can spiral, and how she can make sure he doesn’t.
what would they write on their partner’s social media for their anniversary?
vlauggie: no idea where you came from or what i did to deserve you, but life with you is pretty amazing. (and then a picture of teddy baking in the kitchen with her back turned)
teddybea: for sure my favorite human. (with a video of him playing a vr game he didn’t know she was recording)
who is bad at math?
teddy. math sucks.
who googles everything?
auggie probably. but he’s always connected to something so it’s a habit at this point.
who does stuff on impulse?
also auggie. anxiety. and low patience. he talks about allie, but he’s worse, just less vocal.
(“okay that’s a lie, nobody is like allie. nobody.”)
how do they comfort each other when they are helpless to do anything about the situation?
there’s a lot of holding and cuddling for comfort. sometimes they just sit in silence in front of the fireplace. or they’ll lie on the floor. they like the floor. there’s a lot of thinking done on the floor.
what is an inside joke they have?
if there’s a secret room they’ve likely hooked up in it. not sure if that’s an inside joke but there ya go.
just for you
who makes the other smile with almost no effort at all?
teddy just has to breathe and auggie is smiling for the rest of the day.
what is their favourite holiday?
probably christmas because they’re two big kids. and there’s something really wondrous about christmas lights. for all the times they’ve been apart on holidays, christmas has always been the one they’ve had to figure out how to make their own.
they like to lie side by side under the christmas tree and look up at the lights and dream.
who is the one that is calm and collected while the other is angry and destructive?
they’re both pretty calm and collected for the most part. he’s definitely the one to lose his head first, though.
what is their favourite board game to play?
classic? clue. though they go through a chess phase after the queen’s gambit. also life. not technically a board game, but taboo. but their brains are connected, so people hate playing with them.
who has the car ready while the other is robbing the store?
auggie would probably drive the getaway car.
what artist/group did they go to for their first concert?
some tiny indie show deep in brooklyn where they could hide in plain sight.
who is the more social one?
probably teddy. auggie’s fairly social, and nice, but it does take him a second to jump in.
what are their karaoke songs?
auggie does a mean “it’s all coming back to me now” by celine dion, and no, he will not be taking questions after this.
teddy does classic pop queens of course. “stronger” by britney spears is a show.
(though, and this isn’t necessary karaoke, she once got pulled into singing an acoustic version unpretty by tlc with daily and it was probably the most beautiful thing ever)
who would get up on stage and make a fool of themselves just to make the other laugh?
auggie, one thousand percent. happily.
which one tells the other not to stay up all night and which one stays up all night anyway?
teddy always warns auggie not to stay up, but he does anyway, and then he’s dealing with the consequences.
which one tries to make food for the other but burns it all by accident and which one tells them that it’s okay and makes them both cookies?
that kitchen is fucking master chef. next question.
which one spends all day running errands and which one says “you remembered [thing], right?”
auggie probably spends time running around and comes back with his arms full of stuff.
“shit, i meant to text you, i’m sorry. you remembered the ice cream, right?”
“fuck.”
(he’s driven back to the store on a few occasions)
if they were about to rob a museum, which one does backflips through lasers and which one is strolling behind with a bag of chips?
auggie is certainly more dramatic so he’d make a huge deal about it, while teddy just strolls in behind him. “you could’ve just pushed this button.”
which one likes to surprise the other with a lot of small random gifts?
teddy brings auggie something from every tour stop he doesn’t make it to. or she’ll replace his streaming headphones every once in a while.
auggie’s more of a gestures guy. he’ll make dinner, show up unannounced (though she’s done this before and he nearly fell over) plan a date in front of the fire or on a roof top, whisk her away on a long drive for an adventure.
which one screams about the spider and which one brings the spider outside?
okay, it was one time and he doesn’t scream about spiders, but he’s a city boy and bugs are just not his wave at all.
which one gives the other their jacket?
auggie. he’s been known to give her the shoes off his feet also. so that tells you everything you need to know.
who keeps getting threatened by the other’s overprotective older sibling?
not threatened but roasted. daily, belly, and honey forever roast auggie within an inch of his life. all with love. it’s the one time he’s grateful for his mess of a bunch for giving him a thicker skin.
olive, on the other hand, threatens his very existence if he ever hurts teddy. but she and teddy are like sisters too.
who’s the first one to admit they have feelings for the other?
teddy, probably. auggie might be too nervous. unless he literally can’t take it anymore and then it just bursts out of him,
how good would they be at parenting?
team effort for sure. auggie’s probably a bit more of a pushover than teddy is, but that’s because he has such a soft spot for teddy that of course he’d be mush at any human who came from her.
and they just adore their kids so much. like heart bursting kind of love.
losing lip is hard, and nearly breaks them, but it makes them appreciate the little moments in between even more. even if that means getting rosie’s little feet in the face in the middle of the night. or briar’s knees in the ribs. or having to squeeze into aurora’s bed to make sure the monsters don’t come out in the middle of the night.
(their daughters don’t seem to make the connection that they have towers for parents until way later in life)
which one types with perfect grammar and which one types using numbers as letters?
they’re both pretty regular with their typing. auggie definitely uses more internet slang though.
who makes the bad puns and who makes a pained smile every time the other makes a pun?
teddy makes terrible puns and laughs at herself while doing it. 
who comes home from work to see that the other one bought a puppy?
teddy probably would bring home a puppy or kitten no question.
which one gives the other a piggyback ride when they’re tired?
he’d never been to disney before, and his dad’s miracle campaign stop lining up with her tour ends up being the brightest source of light through the end of the tunnel.
but here he is, sparkly ears, blue, pink, and purple, atop his head, and a ‘my first visit’ pin on his chest, both purchased by her. she’d played tour guide and they’d had the best first day ever.
“‘d you have fun?” she mumbles, arms wrapping tighter around his chest as her lips lightly find the side of his neck.
he nods, rearranging his hands on her thighs and boosting her up so she could rest more comfortably on his back. “yeah, it was amazing.”
“good,” she smiles, resting her chin on his shoulder.
which one competes in some sort of activity and which one does the overzealous cheering?
teddy performing on stage is auggie’s favorite brand of euphoria. she shines up there, but ironically, he can’t cheer for her. he can only smile proudly or else his heart bursts from love.
family game night, however? the full hunter-graham labor day weekend maine extravaganza, when they destroy everyone at charades? yankees winning the world series level cheers.
“they definitely practice when we’re not here,” bixby mutters.
“oh totally,” frannie agrees beside him. “gross.”
auggie on a baseball field is also a sight to see. he doesn’t play much anymore. but he’s zeroes in his focus, and the seamlessness between him and allie is impressive, considering how much they bicker. teddy totally shows up in her cute “watching baseball outfit” jersey, cap, foam finger and all.
which one would give the other a makeover if they asked?
teddy should definitely be the one trusted with fashion because auggie, while not a bad dresser, doesn’t have much variety to his wardrobe.
however, teddy did ask auggie to help touch up her highlights over quarantine and dye some of it pink and he did a pretty decent job for his first time. only missed a few spots
“you can thank me for that,” allie says one day over zoom. “i bullied him into learning how to french braid my hair when we were seven.”
“no, don’t laugh,” auggie says seriously. “she actually did bully me.”
which one owns a pet that the other is absolutely terrified of?
auggie’s fully convinced teddy’s cats want him dead. they haven’t done anything to him, not really, but there’s a look that warns him he won’t make it out of this house alive by the end of it. whatever ‘it’ is...
which one holds the umbrella over both of them when it rains?
auggie. they’re both towers, but he’s still taller than she is, so it just makes sense for him to hold the umbrella and hold her in the process.
if your they went on vacation, where would they go and what would they do? who would take the pictures?
see paris above.
although they’d thrive on a beach, minus the inevitable sunburn.
“but the freckles you get after are cute,” teddy says, and kisses both of his cheeks.
and in a winter lodge.
“so,” he says, setting down his eggnog on the lip of the hot tub to tug on her arm. “where were we?” he asks, drawing her onto his lap.”
and in a tiny hostel in amsterdam they end up having to share a tiny bed in because they make a mistake when booking.
“i swear to god if you two start hooking up down there, i’m going to kill you both.”
“allie,” he groans, kicking the bunk above him, “shut the fuck up.”
teddy giggles. “did you have to do all that?” she asks, twining her leg with his again. “we’d just figured out how to get cozy.”
“are you guys just gonna talk all night or let me sleep?” olive grumbles.
“all of you? shut the fuck up,” frannie says finally, and if she could’ve slammed a door, she probably would’ve.
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cadlrs · 4 years
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[   jordan fisher, cis male, he/him   ] ⁠— * oh, here comes CALVIN ADLER ! the twenty-one year old scorpio is often referred to as the recluse. people say they have a tendency to be overwrought and meticulous, but from what i’ve seen, they can be insightful and quixotic too. when they walk by, you’ll probably hear it’s only natural by crowded house playing out of their headphones, but they’re also associated with ink stained hands, glasses that always seem to slip down your nose, and sound of cracking the spine of a new journal. i hear they’re studying graphic design & english and want to become a graphic novelist when they’re older, but who knows what will become of ‘em ! 
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hi !! i’m sam and i’m so unbelievably excited to be here !! i’ve been eyeing this group for far too long...i had originally intended to apply for the recluse before the first round of acceptances, but didn’t end up getting to it so when i saw the skeleton was still open...i had to apply ! anyway, i’m a cap sun, taurus moon, aqua rising...we stressed in this home. i live in the wondrous state of california that the group takes place in, i love it dearly, and i am just so so excited to finally get to play my bb calvin ! if you wanna plot (and i’m hoping to plot with all of y’all) you can hmu on discord @ capricorn dad#1278
FULL NAME : calvin jones adler
NICKNAME : cal, cj, he’ll take anything. nicknames are endearing to him. 
BIRTHDAY : tuesday / november 3, 1970 / 4:41 pm
ZODIAC : scorpio sun, capricorn moon, taurus rising 
NATIONALITY : american
RELIGION : christian 
SEXUAL & ROMANTIC ORIENTATION : pansexual, panromantic 
HOMETOWN : san francisco, california 
ACCENT : standard californian 
LANGUAGES SPOKEN : english
MAJOR : graphic design & english
MINOR(S) : fiction writing 
HOBBIES : drawing comics, writing in his journal, 
PETS : a twelve year old tabby cat named pickles
CHARACTER PARALLELS : charlie kelmeckis (perks of being a wallflower), cameron frye (ferrie beuller’s day off)
background/about
born and raised in san francisco. calvin is an only child. his father (robert adler) is a loan officer at a bank and his mother (diane hawke) a professor of english at san francisco state. they were your average, middle class family 
his parents had him pretty late in their lives — they were both already in their 40s. they didn’t meet until they were in their early-mid 30s, got married in their late 30s, and enjoyed a few years of marital life without children before actually trying for a child. not that they had to try hard — calvin was conceived within a short few months of their decision to try for a baby
growing up, calvin had always been a pretty sensitive kid. he was quiet and shy, even around his own family. the one person he could talk and talk to for hours was his maternal grandmother. she had been an english teacher too, like his mother, but she taught high school. she had this one specific rocking chair, and many of his childhood memories are sitting right there curled up in her lap while she read a book to him or told him stories. she had a really vivid imagination, and everyone says that’s where he gets it from. 
Didn’t have very many friends in elementary school. maybe one or two (wc?) friends/neighbors that he walked home with, or ate lunch with in the schoolyard, but he certainly didn’t have a best friend. he always felt like he was missing out on that, but didn’t really know how to take matters into his own hands. his mother would always say, “just march right on up to those kids and say you want to play with them!” but cal didn’t have that sort of mentality or charisma or bravery. 
He wasn’t tormented, but he was bullied by his peers. He spent recess drawing comics, which was looked at as weird. If he wasn’t drawing comics, he was reading them. One boy, Gage London, had been somehow so offended by Calvin reading his comic at lunch that he’d stormed over and ripped it in half, and then in fourths, and had walked away laughing, leaving Cal in tears because...he cried a lot. And his comics were special to him. (bonus wc: your muse gave Gage a piece of their mind? stood up for Calvin?thank u)
He didn’t join the group until he was a freshman in high school, though he may have known your muses prior to that, depending. He tended to blend into the background, so if they had no idea who he was, that would make perfect sense too. The group were the first people to ever take him to a party, where he surely avoided alcohol like the plague because he was nervous, and stood on the sides, watching everyone else, only speaking when spoken to. 
He was 16 the first time he got drunk, obviously with the rest of the group or at least with some of them. It was...a whirlwind of a night. He was drunk on a mixture of wine and cheap vodka, and for a good hour, he felt on top of the world. You would have thought it was a different Calvin. Flash forward an hour later...he had his head in the toilet and was moaning about how he would never drink again. He now knows not to mix drinks like that, thanks very much
He is to this day not much of a talker. He’s a quiet observer but that means he notices the little things. He’s very intuitive and picks up on group dynamics more than the average person might (so if any of y’all were secretly dating...eye emoji...he probably found out LOL)
He feels A LOT. Any emotion he feels, he’ll feel it tenfold. So whether it’s good or bad, happy or sad, he tends to find it draining and overwhelming. He will feel everything very deeply, so as much as he might appreciate constructive criticism, he’ll probably start crying while hearing it. He cries a lot.
So, in regards to feeling things deeply, he falls in love...a lot. Maybe it’s not love and he’s confusing it with infatuation, but it feels like love. He’s probably been in love with half the group for at least one point in his life. He definitely never came clean about any of his feelings for anyone, sooo...
Speaking of that! He’s not quite positive about his sexuality. He knows he’s not attracted to just one gender, because he’s felt a deep love for both. but he also doesn’t know how to put a label on it. he doesn’t feel straight or gay or bi, but he’s figuring it out. 
Senior year, Calvin received his acceptance letter plus a scholarship to attend New York University. He was ecstatic about it. New York was his dream. But he didn’t tell anyone in the group. It wasn’t that he didn’t want them to know, it was that he didn’t want to say goodbye. They were the closest thing he had to feeling like a true family...they were his found family!! And he didn’t know how to leave. But he knew (or thought) when he went to New York, he wouldn’t come back. So he kept his acceptance a secret until the night before he left for school, and when he told them, he had shown up at each of their doors to say goodbye. 
He went to New York, and like he had expected, he didn’t return. His family didn’t have the money to fly him back for all the breaks, so he stayed out there during the winter breaks, and for the summer holidays he found internships which required him to stay in the city. He kept in touch with most (if not all) of the group via letters and the occasional phone call, but even those became sparse as the years went on. 
It’s been 3 school years since he has been back in San Francisco, but he has just returned after finishing his junior year at NYU. He’s back in San Francisco after receiving an internship at the San Francisco Chronicle. 
He’s come out of his shell a little bit more since moving to New York. After all, it is the city. He’s still fairly quiet though, still quite sensitive, and still feels things very deeply. Basically, he’s the same old Calvin, but he can actually start a conversation now. 
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prisonrose · 5 years
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Mea Culpa || 24 Hour Journal
01:00
A guard inadvertently wakes me up by shining a flashlight in my cell to make sure Craig and I are still present. 
After a brief pause to make sure the figure above me is truly asleep and not dead or a sack of potatoes serving as a decoy, he moves on.
I fall asleep shortly afterwards.
05:45
I force myself to wake up at this time every morning, about 10-15 minutes before the cells unlock. It was hard to get the timing just right since I don’t have an alarm at first, but most days I manage it based on my biological clock alone.
I relieve myself on the loo while Craig is still asleep, trying to be as quiet as possible. 
I brush my teeth, splash water on my face, and sit on my bed, waiting for the doors to open.
06:00
The cell doors finally unlock, and I make a beeline for the kitchen area of our cell block. Usually I’m the first to get there, but sometimes I’m unlucky. 
Today I have the first go at the microwave and heat up some oatmeal with peanut butter and instant coffee to take back to my cell.
I manage to get in and get out without being caught or harassed by anyone. Craig is gone by the time I get back. Likely at the chow hall or showers. I get to have a relaxing meal alone.
07:00
I show up for work in the laundry facility. A few of the driers are down for scheduled repairs.
I spend most of the day lubricating roller bearings, adjusting pulleys, and replacing drum rollers and dryer glides.
This is probably the most relaxing part of my day. It always feels good to be working with machines again.
Still, I can’t believe I only get paid 200 Pokedollars for this shit. Guess I’ll splurge and spend a whole day’s pay on some Fresh Water from a vending machine one day.
11:30
Wrap up work in time for count. Try to make it back to my cell without bumping into anyone.
Craig is already there in the room by the time I come in. I say a quick greeting to him and reuse the bowl I used for oatmeal earlier for a bowl of cereal and a box of UHT milk.
I rather miss having cold beverages.
11:55
“Five minutes til count time, boys. Be on your bunks and be visible! I repeat, be on your bunks and be visible for 12:00 count or you will get a ticket!”
There’s never any telling how long these things will last, so I get comfortable on my bed with a science fiction novel I used to read a lot as a child.
A guard comes by with a Boltund to check to see if we’re where we need to be. 
12:25
Count is mercifully short today. The doors unlock again, and most guys begin shuffling over to the Chow Hall for lunch. I say goodbye to Craig.
I wait until it’s relatively quiet in the halls before donning my shower shoes and taking my little plastic bucket of shower supplies down to our cell block’s communal showers.
Privacy is important during this vulnerable time. Most guys wash off either in the morning or just before lockup, but I prefer going in midday when most guys are either having lunch or out in the yard working out.
12:40
It’s never completely empty though. I try my best to creep to the other end of the showers opposite a loose group of men that probably had the same idea as me.
The showers are always disgusting. The floors are usually covered in a thick layer of grime, shaved body hair, and bodily fluids. The holes in the shower head I initially chose are so clogged in one that I have to go to another slightly closer to the other men.
This one works, at least, but the hot water is used up. Oh well. It really is a lottery most days. 
I hate these annoying timed press buttons. I hate everything about these damn showers. Showering used to be the most relaxing part of my day. I miss my flat so badly just for this alone.
12:46
I try to get in and out as quickly as possible since I have company. Maybe if I’m in and out before they realize who I am, I can avoid a scene.
No such luck. I’m small but not small enough to not be seen past the half-assed dividers supposed to offer a shred of privacy. 
They intercept me in the changing room. Thankfully, I still have my towel on.
The big guy says he’s heard of me. He asks if it’s true that I ████ █ █████ ████ █ █████.
I confirm that it is true. He’ll find out the truth either way, so there’s really no need to lie.
He ███ ██ ██ ███ ███ ██ ███ ███ █████ ███████. His buddies ████ ████ ██ █████ ██.
█████’█ ██ █████ ██ █████████ ███ ████ ██ ████ █████. ██████ ██ ████ ████ ██ ██████. █ █████. 
█ ████ ██ ██ ███ ███ ███ ██ ███. ████ ██████████ ███’█ ███ ██ ████ ██. ██’█ ███████ ████ ████ █████ ███ █ █████’█ █████.
I guess that’s the only thing I’m good for anymore. 
13:05
I get back to my cell.
Decide to take a nap since I’m not feeling so well.
14:55
Get woken up by a guard with a Growlithe banging on the cell door. Apparently I have a visitor and need to get processed for that. Time to put on my game face. 
15:01
Getting strip searched in front of the guards is the most humiliating thing ever. Probably even worse than getting undressed in front of other inmates. 
The female guard’s Espeon stares at me the entire time, its forked tail twitching slightly, possibly scanning the near future to see if I was a threat. The whole process of undressing, getting searched, getting redressed takes about 15 minutes. I’m led to the Non Contact visit area so that I can talk with whoever this is.
15:16
Another journalist trying to get the big scoop on my fall from grace. I’m exhausted by now by how many interviews these people keep subjecting me to, but I understand the appeal.
I smile politely and answer all of her questions, no matter how asinine. When she asks me how a well-to-do businessman is fairing in a maximum security prison, I tell her that I’m doing just fine. Part of me wants to believe it, too.
15:46
Visit is officially concluded. I thank the journalist for her time and go back to get searched a second time.
I take off each article of clothing individually and shake them out, then spread every fold and orifice of myself that might be hiding contraband as the guards search my clothes.
The Espeon is still staring at me. Part of me wishes I could have seen into the future for what was in store for me years ago when I begged for the harshest punishment possible.
16:02
Time for tea. Also the last time to get something from the Chow Hall before Lockdown in 2 hours.
My hunger gets the best of me, and I make a visit, despite how terrible the food is and how dangerous it is for someone like me. This place and the Yard are the sites of most stabbings and riots.
Today it’s what I assume to be some sort of beef (I think?) stew with tons of soggy, mealy potatoes and white rice. It looks like something already eaten, but that was par for the course.
I take my little tin of food and try to desperately find a seat at a table not already occupied. No such luck, so I sit at the opposite end of the table of two gents with my approximate skintone. 
Thankfully, they ignore me. I eat in peace. 
16:38
Go to the rec center to see if there’s anything worth watching on the telly. Maybe I can even catch a match.
My appearance prompts from jeers from a couple of men playing pool, but they leave me alone pretty quickly when I try to pay them no mind. 
No League matches are showing today, so I instead turn it to the news.
Apparently there’s some sort of catastrophic Dynamaxing incident playing out in multiple cities at once. I hope that some madman didn’t get news of my own experiment and try to do something similar…
17:45
Lockdown in 15 minutes. Head back to my cell, but Craig is busy on the loo. Walk back out again and respectfully wait as long as I can for him to finish up.
17:55
“Five minutes til count time and lockdown, boys. Be on your bunks and be visible! I repeat, be on your bunks and be visible for 18:00 count or you will get a ticket!”
I have to go in at this point. Luckily, Craig is now washing up. He nods at me and climbs back on his bunk for count.
When the cell doors close, there’s no opening them again until 6 the next morning, unless there’s some sort of emergency. So it’s best to get as comfortable as you can.
I begin reading my book again. There’s nothing else to do, really.
20:00
Last state sanctioned meal of the day. The small slot in our cell door is opened, and two paper bags are fed through. 
It’s a ham and cheese sandwich, a bag of crisps, and a box of milk for each of us. 
As per our agreement, I hand Craig my ham sandwich and my bag of crisps over to him as well. It’s hard not to feel hungry in here, but it’s a small price to pay for peace.
He hands over his box of milk, and I instead have my last bowl of cereal for the night. The extra box of milk is tucked away somewhere safe, and the bowl cleaned and ready for the next morning.
Back to my book. 
21:00
The lights in our cell unceremoniously turn off. “LIGHTS OUT!” the voice over the intercom booms. “QUIET IN THE CELLS!”
I sigh, sticking a popsicle stick into the pages as a makeshift bookmark, and stretch out to place it back on the desk for tomorrow. 
I lay down, staring blankly out of the bars, feeling more empty than I ever have in my life.
I’ve long since stopped wondering if my sacrifice was worth it, if this is the fate I deserved, if there’s any hope I’ll be remembered fondly in the future, or at all, even in the present day.
This is my life now. It’ll be my life until the day I die. As unhappy as I am about the notion, I’ve made my peace with it, and have adjusted accordingly.
I wipe away the hot tears rolling down my face with a soft sniffle, and roll back over to try to rest up and gather my strength to face this hell the next day.
And the day after that and the day after that and the day after that…
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idealnreal · 4 years
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𝙲𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙰𝙲𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝙸𝙽𝚃𝙴𝚁𝚅𝙸𝙴𝚆. ( repost, don’t reblog )
NAME: Takuto Maruki ALIAS: Tak, Marumaru, Doc, Dr Maruki AGE: 30/31 FAMILY: He has a mum, step-father, and two younger half-sisters-- who he was quite close with. Has a father, but they’re estranged. SIGNIFICANT OTHER: Rumi, engaged -- before they ‘’’‘broke up’’’’ :))))
𝙿𝙴𝚁𝚂𝙾𝙽𝙰𝙻.
RELIGIOUS BELIEF: Was raised on Shinto by his mother, but Christianity by his step-father. Appreciates both equally, but wouldn’t consider himself a practitioner or believer in either SINS: greed  / gluttony /  sloth  / lust / pride / envy / wrath. / SORROW VIRTUES: chastity  /  charity  / diligence / humility /  kindness  / patience  / justice. PRIMARY GOALS IN LIFE: To complete his research, to help as many people as he can to heal from their traumas and mental disorders -- to ultimately creating a reality where he could resolve and remove everyone’s pains and make them happy. If he is defeated at the end of the game, his only goal will be to get back to Rumi and start picking up the pieces of his life -- and start again.  SECRETS: The biggest secret he has is that he appears as a fully functional and composed human being when really ? he’s a mess. Oh and also he is an Eld.ritch god of reality, thats ... thats a big secret too. 
𝙿𝙷𝚈𝚂𝙸𝙲𝙰𝙻.
BUILD: scrawny  / bony  / slender / fit /  athletic  /  curvy  /  herculean  /  pudgy  /  average. HEIGHT: 5″11, 180cm SCARS / MARKS: Post-game, depending on the verse, there are a lot and some more twisted and stranger than others. Az.athoth has strange ideas of how to keep a mortal body alive.  ABILITIES / POWERS:  Changing people’s cognitions -- and is eventually able to do this on a mass scale, which allows him to alter and bend reality. He is also able to intuitively sense people’s feelings and thoughts and has always been an empath. With Aza.thoth, he is able to peer into people’s dreams and their cognitions/psyches -- to understand their pains before removing them and rewriting their realities RESTRICTIONS: Himself
𝙵𝙰𝚅𝙾𝚁𝙸𝚃𝙴𝚂.
FOOD: Apple anything. Also loves sweet-spicy-and-sour flavoured dishes.  DRINK: Apple juice, fresh or in boxes, it doesn’t matter PIZZA TOPPING: Pineapple (yes, this is my agenda, feck off) COLOUR:  Whites and cream, and bright yellow MUSIC GENRE: Electronic trance, alternative electronic, at least for the moment. He has phases.  BOOK GENRE: Horror and mystery, as well as fantasy novels, especially those on the darker spectrum. He’ll also enjoy any fiction with a philosophical theme or message. For non-fiction, he’ll read a wide range of topics -- anything from economics, politics, sociology, history, to gardening and physics MOVIE GENRE: He’ll watch just about anything, but he has a particular fondness for rom-coms SEASON: Summer! CURSE WORD: Probably says fuck twice a year. Bastard which also has an annual quota of two. SCENT(S): He probably does make an effort sometimes to wear cologne, but otherwise he just smells like him. Probably smells of coffee first thing in the morning.
𝚁𝙰𝙽𝙳𝙾𝙼.
BOTTOM OR TOP: Hrhh bottom by default, but will top if his partner wants him to SINGS IN THE SHOWER: Yep ! LIKES BAD PUNS: He’s bad at puns, but will always laugh at them
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cruzrogue · 5 years
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Into the Future PartIII
#Fictober19 @fictober-event
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for fanfiction:
Prompt number: Prompt 29 “I’m doing this for you.”
Fandom (AU if applicable): #arrow fanfiction #olicity 
Rating:PG13
Warnings/Tags:  time travel 
Summary: Felicity lands up time traveling to the moment right after her future self goes with the Monitor. Landing in the bunker and meeting her future kids. They don’t seem impressed. As if that isn’t enough for a young-version Felicity to deal with she needs to head back into her present time and stop Oliver from completing a task on Lian Yu. Keeping the ley lines intact.  
Notes: Felicity Smoak goes to the future and meets three members of Future Team Arrow. 
Part 3 of 4  Prompt 29 “I’m doing this for you.” (on A03 now)
Part 4 of 4  Prompt 30 “I’m with you, you know that.” (next prompt)
Notes: The continuation as Felicity goes to Lian Yu and meets Oliver Queen who has no clue who she is… he’ll be getting a crash course on how to be Smoaked.
Past ones: 
1/2 Prompt number 1 “It will be fun, trust me.”
2/2  Prompt number: 4 “I know you didn’t ask for this.”
~~~~~~****~~~~~~~~sp@ce~~~~~~****~~~~~~~~
Into the Future PartIII on A03
 “You’ve got this cool mystery house…”
Interrupting Felicity to make sure she knows once again the name of the abode their currently in. “House of Mystery.”
She shakes her head at the slight difference he surely needed you point out and starts her argument again, “You have this House of Mystery and I have a bookstore full of weird mind altering books. We are living every science fiction dork’s dream right now.”
“It is not a dream per se we are living…”
“John! I meant something entirely different. It wasn’t even regarding anything to do with us personally. Never mind!” She gives up.
He smirks at how irate she can get. In-between Holidays and school vacations John finds himself with a roommate. Felicity Smoak’s key has a way of her entering the house where a room shifts to become this bookstore of hers. He can’t say he has had any significant issues with this fiery spirit that is so gung-ho.
Coming to enjoy her visits. As a loner he shakes his head that this young interesting girl who has been encompassed to save them all from a certain doom. It is so like the fates to play this game. To throw a person into a vast learning curve where each step has dire consequences.
“I’m going to go read, there is this book that has an eerie eye that seems to want me to open it.” His look says it all. “I know it sounds dangerous. The scripts on the outside say futurae, relicum, futurum, relicuum.” She shrugs she knows it has to do with future events. She tried to translate but got these words: rest, remainder, future, residue, mortal remains. Still she going to open this book and hopeful learn something of importance.
“Be weary of this book.”
Winking at John, which to him she can’t do right she says, “Eye shall be.” It just has him shake his head at her dorkiness.
Closing the door behind her she heads to the small desk that she laid the book on. The eye imprinted upon the middle looks so alive. It doesn’t move though because if it did she’d throw it and never touch it again but nonetheless it visually creeps her out. “Okay, let’s do this.” Cracking it open for the first time she can smell the musty old pages. “Ew.” She sees nothing written upon all the empty pages. “Huh?” Closing the book, it is then the illustrated eye opens and she makes an Eep sound as she drops from her chair with the book still in her grasp but doesn’t hit the floor.
No, there is no more floor. Nor walls or ceiling that she has come to recognizes as the bookstore. She’s in silent shock as she is falling through darkness with this book in her hands. It feels like forever but it mere seconds until lights flood her vision and boom she hit solid concrete.
Making a grumbling sound as she lets the book drop to the floor and she massages her rear end. The sting of hitting this floor hard most likely to leave a nice size bruise. Felicity getting up she realizes she is now facing a blonde holding a bow with an arrow pointing directly at her.
It is a male voice that is wearing a suit that comes from behind this scary looking girl that looks to be around her age. “Who are you? How did you get here?”
“Um I don’t even know what here is.” The blonde pulls the arrow back slightly and Felicity even without knowing much about archery knows that it’s not a good sign. “Hey I come in peace.”
“Who are you?” The man says again.
“My name is Felicity Smoak.”
Both of them make a gruff sound. The girl moves slightly closer but looks to want to let the arrow go. “He asked you for your name. So, try again.”
Felicity just taking in this bunker, “Are we underground? Who are you three.” She notices a black male taking the scene in. She has never seen any of these individuals in her life.
“We ask the questions?” Felicity just nods she really doesn’t need to be skewered.
“Like my sister just said. Answer the question.”
“Okay, I was reading. Well, I tried to read it. The thing… The book really has no words on its pages and well I fell through something or another.” Shrugging because that is the truth.
“I swear I will let this arrow go in the next second…”
“Frack.” If she’s going to die at least she will do it in style of being true to herself. “I am Felicity Megan Smoak and I think you are way too pushy.”
“Mia, maybe she is telling the truth. I mean we did see her just fall to the bunker’s floor.” Conner says still keeping an eye on the intruder.
“Mia, cute. Sounds like a cat’s name. I mean I’ve never had a pet but that’s a name I’d most likely call it.”
The blonde moans but lowers her bow. “If you’re Felicity Smoak prove it?”
“What do you mean. Prove it? How many Felicity Smoak’s’ have you met?”
William answers, “One, and she was a great woman.”
“Okay. Not to sound odd or anything but what year is it?”
Conner chuckles but says 2040 which has Felicity gasp. “Oh! I’m way in the future. I’m like fifty-one here. Do I look good for my age, not that…? That it is relevant. You know what? Yea it is. I mean I’m all for brainpower but I’d still like to look good.”
“She sounds like Felicity?” Conner supplies.
“We have a machine that will prove to us your identity.”
“Okay. So, do we know each other?”
William looking at what could be his step-mom in awe. “I doubt it.”
“I meant do you know the future me?”
Connor shakes his head as he holds a smile.
Mia just annoyed and yet excited tells Conner, “Conner, shut it. Just get Archer.”
“Who is Archer?”
William can’t help but laugh, “It something you were tinkling on with when we were living in Hope Springs.”
Felicity’s eyebrow raises, “We do know each other.”
“Let’s just see what Archer says first.” As Conner activates the device. It goes through a protocol mode and states each person in the room. “Okay, you’re Felicity.”
“Yea, I know.” Inspecting the two men their names don’t ring any bells but the little program she might have built kept from telling her the other female’s name in the room. “It doesn’t recognize you Mia. Why?”
Mia still has her eyes on her mother. It’s probably best if she doesn’t know, time travel rules she thinks. Just find out what her mom needs so she can be on her way. “Safety protocol I guess, why are you here.”
“You are very talkative.” Felicity says in a huff. Talking to this girl is like pulling teeth. “If this program is made by me there would be a reason I’d keep you off its grid. We’re related aren’t we?”
Mia a little uncomfortable, “How? How did you know?”
“I’m a genius. Well people get uncomfortable or roll their eyes when I mention it but I’m usually the smartest cookie in a room.”
William laughs, “That’s because you usually are.” Felicity smiles at him. She already liked him before but she likes him even more now.
“You are a cutie. Please tell me you’re Oliver Queen’s son.” Now that gets everyone in the room to gasp. “You said we lived together. You look to be around your early twenties. Only reason I would live with a younger you is if I were your mother, aunt, or some sort of maternal figure. The way you gasped at my name I figuring I’m your mom. This girl here is my daughter. I can see resemblance of family between you both and Mia and I could pass for sisters.”
“Whoa, you really are smart.” Conner says impressed.
Felicity just shrugs but keeps her eyes focused on Conner Hawke. “You on the other hand have been giving my daughter the heart eyes and she scowls at you so there is love problems here but I’d be a good mom and butt out but don’t you hurt my baby girl.”
“Mom!” Mia says and then takes it back, “I mean not my mom.”
“Sure honey. Tell me? Is there more of you?”
“What?”
“I always thought if I had kids which at this stage of my life I don’t want but if I did. Being a single child I always dreamed of three maybe four kids.”
“Four kids?”
“Hey, if I dream. I dream big. I always wanted a bigger family and now that I know of my future husband because he is kind of cute for being an older guy I could see myself not being able to keep my hands off…”
Both William and Mia interrupt. “Please don’t.” “No, ew.”
“Not that time isn’t a huge flux of space and rhythm but there must be a reason I’m here.” Felicity looks at the program. A DNA based program is dangerous. In the wrong hands it could be apocalyptic. “I’m here to change things. Save the world and stuff.”
Mia states, “That is something similar you have said about dad but you’ve always were so vague.”
“Well if I know myself. Protecting you would always be my objective and it seems I made sure you could handle yourself.” Mia smiles her mom had her train from a young age. “Can I look at the program?” She can tell that these three are having a non-verbal discussion. “It’s probably why I was sent here by that book.” Felicity glances at the book still on the floor, “I’m doing this for you.”
William looking at the book. “A book?”
“Hmm hmm. A creepy book. It brought me here to learn something so as much as it rocks knowing I have two cool kids at least I need to do my best to help and maybe even protect your dad.”
“Dad?”
“Yes, Oliver Queen your father. Where is he anyways?” That is when Felicity can feel the mood shift. She gets it. Whatever is supposed to be stopped from happening, happened. “Ah!” She pauses as many thoughts goes through her mind. “Okay, can I look at Archer or not. Maybe there is something else that…”
William takes the device that Conner had and gives it to his step-mom. He’ll keep from telling her he isn’t really her son. Some information shouldn’t be privy it could alter everything. He watches as Felicity takes a sit and begins to understand her handiwork.
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Spending time with her future kids will always be a highlight she’ll carry with her always. It was quite hard to leave them. All around the same age it was like having siblings in a way. No matter she had to leave and somehow now knows that she needs Oliver to not find that monument in Lian Yu.
As the fates have smiled on her she thinks. When she gets back from the future John Constantine is planning on an excursion to that very same place.
“I don’t know. It’s dangerous territory.”
“John, are you trying to get me to beg?”
“No. I doubt you’d go that far my love, you’d find a way to hitch a ride with me. Besides I know how important this all is. I be a damn fool to hinder you.”
“Sometimes you are so sweet.”
“I’m always sweet.”
“Ha, maybe when you’re napping.”
“Whoa, whoa there. You’ve watched me nap?”
“Really John, wouldn’t that be creepy?”
“Only if you got caught.”
“Well, I haven’t watched you sleep but if I did I would have tried to steal those terrible cancer sticks you carry around.”
“They’re cigarettes.”
“Same difference.”
“Good thing I like you.” He extends his arm, “Ready for an adventure?”
To be continued on next prompt…
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recurring-polynya · 5 years
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I thought about Ishida and Renji too much, and woke up at 5:30 yesterday morning with a fic in my brain. I thought it was gonna be another drabble, but I think it turned into a full story. Inspiration note at the end, to avoid an extremely mild spoiler.
~ The Letter of the Law ~
Uryuu has run afoul of the Soul Society criminal justice system. Fortunately, he has, uh, Renji.
(AO3 link)
Takes place immediately after 684. Presumes that Rukia and Renji got together sometime during the TYBW. Before works, too, if you prefer. (If that sort of thing piques your fancy, I got you covered.)
I will not apologize for any continuity errors, the TYBW was extremely confusing.
Rated T for language, because Renji.
~ ~ ~
Other shinigami would surely be here any minute. The Onmitsukidou, trying to get Aizen back under wraps? Squad 12 maybe?
Renji sighed. There was no way around it.
"Hey, Ishida?"
The kid looked at him, exhaustion permeating his entire being.
"Believe me, I don't like this any more than you do, but, uh," Renji rubbed the back of his neck, "you're under arrest."
Ishida blinked. "Come again?"
Renji sighed again. "Under my authority as a Lieutenant of the Gotei-13, I am detaining you under the custody of the Sixth Division, Kuchiki Byakuya, Captain."
"You can arrest people?" Ichigo asked, incredulously. "Can Rukia arrest people?"
"Kurosaki!" Ishida protested.
"Of course I can arrest people, I was arrestin' Rukia the first time you met me, you moron!"
"Oh, right.” Ichigo remembered to get offended. “C'mon, Renji, it's Uryuu! Don't be an ass about this."
Renji shook his head, a warning. "I'm telling you guys, you absolutely need me to be an--"
"QUINCY SCUM, YOU ARE UNDER ARREST--"
So it was the Onmitsukidou, after all. There were about a thousand of them swarming Aizen, but they hadn't forgotten about Ishida, either.
Renji hefted himself to his feet. Time to get to work. "Too late, boys, I've already arrested him."
Two black-clad ninja looked at each other, and back to Renji. "But we're supposed to arrest him."
Renji gave a big, genial shrug. "That's a pickle, now, isn't it?"
"What do you care, why not just give him to us?" one of the ninja suggested.
"Oh, we do things by the book over at the Sixth. Captain wouldn't like it if I just went around transferring prisoners without the proper paperwork. You can fill out a transfer request form, of course. You'll need your Captain or Vice-Captain to approve it, and then you can file it with the Sixth Division front office. I should warn you, though, we've been short-staffed lately, so we may not get to it right away."
"What. Is. Happening?" Ichigo murmured.
"Due process," Renji replied cheerfully. "Sorry, Uryuu, I'm gonna have to take you in. Don't worry, Ichigo, I won't let him outta my sight. I’m sure you’re gonna be real busy for the near future." Renji clapped Uryuu on the shoulder. "Don't you worry either. If anyone can utterly bog down the Gotei-13 legal process by fucking up paperwork... it's me."
~ ~ ~
"Here's a blanket," Renji said, shoving it between the bars. "And I brought you some books." He passed them through one at a time. "This one's historical fiction…this one's a literary novel that was real popular a few years ago...this one's non-fiction, about the history of zanjutsu...and here's some shitty vampire manga I keep around for when Rukia comes over. I didn't know what you liked, so I tried to bring over a bunch of different things."
"These are... your  books?"
Renji raised one eyebrow. "Whose else would they be?"
Ishida turned one of the books over his hand. They were cheaply printed paperbacks, the paper much rougher than you’d find in the Living World, the spines all utterly bent and creased to hell. "I, uh, didn't know they had popular books in Soul Society."
Renji narrowed his eyes. "You wouldn'ta guessed I read for fun, is what you mean."
Uryuu took a deep breath. "I assumed. I'm sorry." He turned over the historical novel curiously. "Looks like you’ve read this one a few times."
"That's my favorite book." Renji was thoughtful for a moment. “You got ‘Romance of the Three Kingdoms’ in the Living World, right? It’s a little like that.”
Uryuu raised both eyebrows. "I'll give it a try."
Renji shrugged. "I won't judge you if you read the vampire manga. Anything else I can get for ya? Tea? Playing cards? Get you some ink so you can work on your prison tats?"
"I'll, ah, pass. Um, is there a way to get someone's attention, if I need something?"
"Oh, I'm not leaving you alone down here."
Ishida blinked. “What?”
Renji leaned up against the bars of the cell. “You can trust any and all of the Squad 6 folks on duty down here, I hand-picked 'em. But Squad 2 and 12 are both after you, and they’re lying, tricky bastards, one and all. That’s to say nothing of any of your old Quincy pals we might not’ve caught. Everything outside of this barracks is chaos right now, and I’m not about to get caught on my laurels, so I’m just gonna bring my paperwork down here and hang out with my ol’ buddy Uryuu until the rest of the captains get back.”
“You give all your prisoners this much personal attention?”
Renji shrugged. “Only the ones who don’t make fun of my eyebrows.”
~ ~ ~
Renji leaned back so his chair balanced on the back two legs. The back thunked against the bars of the holding cell. "The problem is," he drawled, "that Squad 3 has  also  requested a prisoner transfer. And they got their paperwork in first."
The Squad 2 flunky clutched his approved Form PTR-0003-36A like a lifeline. "What do I do with this, then?"
"Oh, I'll take it," Renji offered, delicately plucking the crumpled form from the man's sweaty hands. "But since there's more than one request, it will require adjudication, which means I'll have to wait until my captain gets back."
"When will that be?" the Onmitsukidou squeaked.
"Hard to say," Renji shrugged, shaking his head. "As far as I know he's still in the Royal Realm, and I don't have any way to communicate with him directly."
"What if we got Squad 3 to retract their request?"
"Worth a try, I s'pose. I've already started processing it though, so they'll need to file a formal withdrawal, and they'll probably want to document that it was at the request of another squad, so made sure they attach a Schedule E. That’s ‘E’, like earwax, not ‘D’ like dead dodo."
The ninja slunk off, mumbling "E, not D" to himself.
"Or maybe it was Schedule D,” Renji replied airly, scratching his head. “Or maybe even Schedule C.  Who can keep them all straight? Anyhoo, Squad 12 will probably have submitted one of these by the time he gets Kira to back off," he mused, glancing over the form. "Oh, they spelled your name wrong, too, that'll gum things up for sure."
"What does Squad 3 want with me?" Uryuu asked suspiciously, from the other side of the bars.
"Nothin'. I just asked Kira to fill one out. For funsies. You probably owe that guy a drink." Renji thought for a moment. "Actually, I'm not sure he'll be drinking anytime soon. But I bet he's in the market for a real classy lookin' cape, or maybe, like, a caftan? Is that the right word?"
“A flowy garment that a woman of a certain age wears for drinking wine?”
“Yeah, yeah!” Renji nodded. “‘Zactly. Matsumoto has one.”
"Hmmm," Uryuu frowned. “I’ll think about it.” He tried to get back into his book, but after reading the same paragraph three times, he closed it. "There's really no way to communicate with the Royal Realm? I was just wondering when everyone-- I mean, if Inoue and Sado--"
"I absolutely did not say that,” Renji clarified. “I said there's no way t'contact  my Captain directly  , because that old fogey refuses to carry a spirit phone. If I wanna talk to him, I gotta call Rukia and get her to hand him  her  phone. What a pain, am I right? Anyway, I talked to 'em all this morning. They'll be back in about two days, maybe sooner."
~ ~ ~
Renji banged his way into the 6th Division front offices. "What is all the commotion up here?" he hollered.
"Renji!" Orihime cried, her voice cracking with relief.
Renji stopped cold. It seemed very weird to see his human friends here, in his office, in the place where he spent most of his time reviewing mission reports and working out tactical exercises with Captain Kuchiki and mainlining too-strong tea in order to stay awake until quitting time. Much weirder than seeing Ishida down in his holding cell.
"That's Assistant Captain Abarai to you, " Third Seat Ohno snapped peevishly.
Renji rolled his eyes so hard it was practically audible.
“We’re here to see Ishida,” Chad demanded. “He’s our friend.”
"This is not the Coordinated Relief Station! We do not have  visiting hours !" Ohno went on. He turned to Renji. "These ryouka want to see the prisoner, which, of course, is simply out of the question." As irritating as the guy was, Renji really had to hand it to ol’ Third Seat Ohno. He’d done an absolutely masterful job of gleefully kicking out all the secret police and mad scientists and generalized revenge seekers that had been mobbing the offices for days. The guy did not believe in exceptions. Which meant this was going to require some creativity.
"Yeeeeeahhh," Renji frowned. "We can't just let anyone go down there. Ishida's a dangerous criminal, you know, and a member of a widespread secret alliance and we got procedures to follow, and regulations stating the number of unauthorized personnel allowed in restricted areas…" As soon as he noticed Ohno close his eyes and start to nod along smugly, Renji started pointing to himself and miming punching himself in the face.
Chad might be soft-spoken, but he was not slow on the uptake. He pulled back his fist and slugged Renji in the jaw, at roughly 1/10 of his usual strength.
"That's assault of an officer!" Renji declared, trying to shake off the blow. 1/10 of a Chad punch was still an awful lot of punch.  "You're under arrest, I'm throwing you in the brig!"
Orihime was also not slow on the uptake, although she sometimes she got her exits confused and ended up on the wrong uptake. Her fist smashed into Ohno's nose at 100% of her full strength. "You'll never take me alive, coppers!" she yelled.
From the floor, Ohno whimpered.
"I will," Renji corrected her. "I will most definitely take you alive. I will take you down to the brig, where Uryuu is. Because you are also under arrest."
"Oh! Right!" Orihime cheerfully agreed.
"My noooose," wailed Ohno.
An hour later, Orihime and Chad departed Squad 6, released on their own recognizance.
 ~ ~ ~
"LIEUTENANT ABARAI!"
Renji's disheveled head poked out of Holding Cell B, blinking muzzily. His hair was a rat's nest, his jaw was blue with stubble, and his shihakusho looked distinctly  lived in.
Captain Kuchiki swept in on a breeze of cherry blossoms and efficiency. His silks were spotless, his hair perfect. He looked like he had just returned from a relaxing vacation. His sister trailed behind him, a 4’9” echo of his own perfection.
"What have I told you about napping in the holding cells?"
Renji hopped to attention. "Welcome back, sir! And if it's more than three consecutive hours, it's not a nap, it's plain ol' sleepin', sir."
"That's some nonsense, Lieutenant," Lieutenant Kuchiki chided him, making a face that she had clearly appropriated from her elder sibling.
"Welcome back, to you, too,  Lieutenant ," Renji replied, unable, or perhaps unwilling to keep the joy off his face at seeing her again.
"Why are you down here?" Byakuya demanded.
"Got a person of interest here, sir, didn't want to leave him unguarded."
Byakuya regarded him with lidded eyes. "Yes, I have already heard quite a bit of angry complaining about your 'person of interest' from  multiple  other captains."
"It's the paperwork, sir. It's a morass. But I want this done right, I refuse to rush. Crossin' every t, dottin' every i. That's the Squad 6 way, am I right?"
"Of course, Lieutenant. I know what a….stickler you are for these things."
"In fact, sir, I got in a request yesterday that I'd really like some of your expertise in processing. Bit complicated. Political."
Byakuya nodded. "Fine. Meet me upstairs in the office in ten minutes." He glanced sideways at Rukia, who was holding up one finger on her left hand and five on her right and mouthing the word “fifteen” hopefully. A strange, pained look crossed his face, as though he were trying to prevent some glaring new piece of information from actually making its way into his brain. Stubborn obliviousness appeared to win this round. "Make that fifteen minutes." He turned on his heel and glided out.
Rukia scowled at Renji, jerking her thumb toward Uryuu, who did not bother to look up from his book. "You given this idiot what for, yet?"
Renji shrugged. "Not really. I figured he’d get enough grief from everyone else. And he was with us in the end."
"I don't mean that! I mean worrying his friends, the jerk!"
"Rukia," Renji said gently, taking her hand in his. "Is this really how you want to spent the first fifteen minutes you’ve seen me in three days?"
Rukia stiffened, and her voice lowered to a whisper. "Did you tell him that we're…?" she pointed back and forth rapidly between the two of them, and jerked her head to the side twice meaningfully.
"Together?" Renji suggested. "The word is 'together.'"
"He wouldn't shut up about it," Uryuu added. "Congratulations." He turned a page. "Or condolences. One or the other."
Rukia made a face she usually made at Ichigo. "Thanks," she finally sputtered. Then she grabbed a fistful of Renji's kosode, and hauled him into Holding Cell B.
Uryuu turned another page. "Took you long enough."
 ~ ~ ~
"Glad to see everyone here with so much enthusiasm today," Captain-General Kyouraku said, clapping his hands. "The quicker we get started, the quicker we'll be done! Nanao, do you have my list?"
"There's been a request that item 7 be moved to the top of the agenda," Lieutenant Ise informed him as she passed over a sheet of paper.
His eyes skimmed it. "Well, that seems fine. I've received the approval to name Kuchiki Rukia as Acting Captain of the 13th Division. I know my good friend, Juushirou, had the utmost confidence in her, and I think it's a very appropriate appointment. Are there any objections?"
If there were, no one felt like a big enough jerk to voice them while the Captain-General was getting misty about his fallen companion.
"Wonderful! Congratulations, Kuchiki, please reach out to me if you need any assistance."
"Me," Nanao corrected. "Please reach out to me."
"Thank you, sir!" Rukia barked. "I will do my best!"
"Next...oh, dear. I guess we need to discuss the Ishida boy, who, apparently is in the custody of the Sixth Division?"
Captains Kurotsuchi and Soi Fon both started talking at once, and then Captain Otoribashi started in once someone mentioned Squad 3. Captain Hitsugaya and Acting-Captain Kuchiki both had strong opinions on the matter. Then Captain Hirako started talking because he liked to talk while other people were talking.
"All of this is moot.” The room went quiet. Even though he wasn’t particularly loud, people tended to shut up when Captain Kuchiki bothered to say something. “We have received a request for the prisoner's extradition, on the grounds that he has a right to be tried in his realm of origin, by his own people."
"What?!" Kurotsuchi squawked. "We don't have any diplomatic relations with the Quincy."
"The Quincy of the World of the Living, to be exact. My lieutenant will explain," Byakuya could barely keep the boredom out of his voice. Not that he was trying.
"Uh, technically, we do,” Renji explained. “There's a binding legal entity between Division 13 and all officially appointed shinigami substitutes, of which there is currently one, who happens to be of Quincy heritage and domiciles in the World of the Living."
"Oh, no," Soi Fon groaned.
Renji went on, "And furthermore, there's precedent, namely the previous Captain-General releasing the body of Fullbringer Kuujo Ginjou into Kurosaki Ichigo's custody." Renji blew air out of his cheeks. He hated talking in captains’ meetings.
"So Kurosaki Ichigo has already filed his request?" the Captain-General asked, bumping his hat aside to scratch his head.
"It's already been processed, it just needs my signature," Rukia replied. "Now that I am officially Acting-Captain." She gave a dirty look to the captains of 2 and 12.
"Well, that all seems very neat and tidy," Kyourakou congratulated, amid the groans of his captains. "Great job, everyone. Thanks for taking care of that. Uh....this was the Quincy that was on our side, right? The nice boy with the glasses?"
~ ~ ~
“I should thank you,” Uryuu said quietly, as Renji led him through the shattered streets of the Seireitei.
“Eh, you woulda done the same for me.”
Uryuu was very quiet.
Renji looked at the boy out of the corner of his eye. “Look, man. Every time we go anywhere, you say you aren’t gonna help and you hate shinigami and we ain’t your friends, and the rest of us have learned to ignore you, because you always turn up when the shit hits.” He palmed Uryuu’s head and shook it playfully a few times. “You should learn to ignore you, too. I tell ya, you woulda done the same for me.”
Uryuu snorted. “Still. Thanks.” He gave a small smile. “I liked your book, by the way. Is there any way to get books back and forth from the World of the Living? I think I have one you might like.”
“Oh yeah?” Renji asked, raising an eyebrow. “Talk to Yadamarou. I’ll give it a shot.”
Everyone was waiting in a neat line at the Senkaimon, when they crested the hill.
"Ya did it," Ichigo hollered on behalf of everyone. "You got yourself kicked outta Soul Society, just like you always wanted."
“Well,” Renji said, "I guess this is it for us." Then he twisted Uryuu into a headlock, and proceeded to noogie him to within an inch of his life. Everyone else watched, solemnly, while Uryuu squirmed and yelped. Finally, Renji let him free. "I release him into your custody, Acting-Captain Kuchiki."
"Thank you, Lieutenant Abarai." Rukia turned to her young friend, who was gripping his scalp and cowering. "I do not envy you. His knuckles are like friggin' boulders."
"Diamonds," Uryuu whimpered.
Then Rukia grabbed Ishida’s ear and  twisted.
"Owowoeewoow!"
She hauled him a few yards away from the group, and pulled his ear down to the level of his mouth. "Listen up, nerd. I am not planning some Kuchiki-ass, high society wedding without your help, you buttface. You have until that dummy over there decides to propose in order to get back in the good graces of the Gotei-13, you hear me?"
Uryuu tried to escape her iron grip and failed. "That could be the rest of my natural lifetime."
"It could be,” she agreed. “Or it could be  tomorrow . You know how he is. So get on it."
It struck Ishida that he  did know how Abarai was. And Kuchiki, as well. How had this happened? He blamed Kurosaki. He huffed. “Can’t you just go down to City Hall or whatever?”
Rukia looked hurt. “I didn’t say I didn’t  want  a fancy wedding. I just said I wanted you to help me with it. And y’know. Be there.”
“Oh,” Uryuu replied. “Oh. I”ll, uh...I’ll do my best.”
Rukia smiled. “Thanks.” She dragged him back over to the others and shoved him in the general direction of Ichigo. "Here you go, Substitute Shinigami and Quincy Cultural Attache, he's your problem now."
"Thank you, Shorty McCaptainface," Ichigo proclaimed formally. "Ishida Uryuu, you have been tried by a jury of your peers (that’s us), and been found guilty of  being a crummy friend. You have been sentenced to the following: You will come to the next three movie nights, even if it's Keigo's turn to pick the movie, and you will bring those weird little pink French cookies you made that one time!"
"They were macarons."
"You will answer your texts within 2 business days, even if it's just a smiley face!"
"You're the one who doesn't answer his texts for weeks on end."
"You will let us wear your cape for five minutes each while we make fun of you!"
Uryuu sighed.
"And you will promise to trust us and let us help you and not join our enemies in order to betray them without telling us first, you got it?!"
Uryuu sighed  louder. "I promise."
"And!" Orihime added, "you will bring it in for a  group hug!"
This had presumably been planned, because the three humans immediately tackled their friend in what looked like a well-practiced maneuver, with Orihime coming in from the back, Ichigo from the front, and Chad coming in last, enclosing everyone with his huge wingspan. Uryuu exhaled one final sigh of long-sufferance, the lament of a man cursed with excellent friends.
"Shinigami are not excused from this!" Chad rumbled, and suddenly, Rukia had wormed her way  into the middle , and Renji piled in opposite Chad.
"I promise I will be better," Uryuu from somewhere in the middle of all this.
"See that you do!" Ichigo shouted. "Also, I think you owe Renji, like, ten million yen in legal fees."
“I accept payment in little pink cookies!”
~ end
End note: While I was writing the group hug, I realized that I was just describing one of my all-time favorite pieces of fanart, by the very talented @chameshida I hope this fic has managed to capture a tiny fraction of that energy.
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captainseabeans · 5 years
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All 1-50 for Cas since I had to do it for Micha.
RDANTE YOU MONSTER1. What’s their full name? Why was that chosen? Does it mean anything?
His full name would be Francois Castiel Larose. But he just uses Castiel since he prefers others not knowing his real first name. His last name (Larose) comes from a Noble line of vampires that has been long forgotten. He has changed his name quite a few times to keep his true identity hidden.
2. Do they have any titles? How did they get them?
Oh boy let me think… He was the god of destruction’s right hand man and was given the title “Deathknight”. Timeskip to a few hundred years later and he doesn’t have one since he keeps changing his identity. 
3. Did they have a good childhood? What are fond memories they have of it? What’s a bad memory? 
I can’t say that it was the best. His father always concealed the fact that he married not only a human, but a commoner as well. It did not affect his daily life for the most part. What did affect him was the empire’s laws against vampires, which lead to mass genocide after a short amount of time. After the death of his parents, him and his sister were adopted by a human named Wilfred, who also had children of his own and one adoptive son.
4. What is their relationship with their parents? What’s a good and bad memory with them? Did they know both parents? 
He did! His relationship with his blood-related parents was not too bad. His father was an extremely caring man who taught him how to play the piano. His mother was a hard working young women who could be strict at times, but was very kind. Castiel’s relationship to his adoptive father was more of a teacher/student bond. Although he cared about him very much, he did not see him as a father. 
5. Do they have any siblings? What’s their names? What is their relationship with them? Has their relationship changed since they were kids to adults?THIS IS GOING TO BE A PAIN
His little sister named Eris. Wherever he would go, Eris would be there as well. They both cared for each other very much but he was pretty overprotective of her. Their relationship changed quite significantly after a hundred years. With Eris being a vessel for the god of destruction, Castiel now works under her command, hoping to free her from the seal that binds her from the mortal realm.He had three other siblings when him and Eris were adopted. Parker, Daryll,and Serah. Though they all considered each other more as friends than siblings. Him and the other boys worked as scientists/alchemists under Wilfred’s watchful eye. Serah meant very much to him but she passed away before reaching adulthood. After she passed away, things got a lot more tense and matters got worse when Eris and Parker had suddenly disappeared. Daryll technically killed himself after that. Parker returned many years later, but not with Eris. He was told that they both ran away so Eris could avoid being the test subject of a cruel alchemist that worked with them. Nonetheless, Castiel still felt anger towards Parker and their bond was gone for good.
6. What were they like at school? Did they enjoy it? Did they finish? What level of higher education did they reach? What subjects did they enjoy? Which did they hate?
Castiel was home schooled for his whole childhood. His favorite subjects were alchemy and history. After being adopted by Wilfred, he continued to pursue in alchemy along with his two other brothers.
7. Did they have lots of friends as a child? Did they keep any of their childhood friends into adulthood? 
He didn’t have friends in his early childhood but Parker, Daryll, and Serah were considered friends in his teen years.
8. Did they have pets as a child? Do they have pets as an adult? Do they like animals? No and no. 
9. Do animals like them? Do they get on well with animals?
Not exactly. He’s extremely destructive.  
10. Do they like children? Do children like them? Do they have or want any children? What would they be like as a parent? Or as a godparent/babysitter/ect?
He murders and torments families for a living so that should be pretty self explanatory. EDIT: “He is a good parent when he isn't being a destructive little tiny hoe”
- @b4dluckch4arm, talking about the AU’s
11. Do they have any special diet requirements? Are they a vegetarian? Vegan? Have any allergies?
He’s able to eat human food but it does not give him any nutriments. In order to stay healthy, he needs to drink blood.
12. What is their favourite food? He has a sweet tooth so probably turnovers and other sweet pastries.13. What is their least favourite food?Not really food but he hates the taste of rotting flesh or anything that tastes foul.14. Do they have any specific memories of food/a restaurant/meal?
Pastries that both Eris and Serah use to make. Him and the others would all eat them together under a tree. 15. Are they good at cooking? Do they enjoy it? What do others think of their cooking?
He isn’t bad at it but he often doesn’t feel the need to cook so he’s out of practice.
16. Do they collect anything? What do they do with it? Where do they keep it? Fragments of soul energy to get break the seal that prevents Eris from leaving the void.
17. Do they like to take photos? What do they like to take photos of? Selfies? What do they do with their photos?In a modern setting he wouldn’t really care to take photos nor take selfies. 18. What’s their favourite genre of: books, music, tv shows, films, video games and anything else
Classical music would probably be his favorite type of music. Any books about alchemy or something that could aid him in his plans would obviously interest him. 
19. What’s their least favourite genres?Romance20. Do they like musicals? Music in general? What do they do when they’re favourite song comes?Castiel adores music and will play the piano when he has the free time to do so. Most of his favorite songs have been long forgotten but he still hums them every once and a while. 21. Do they have a temper? Are they patient? What are they like when they do lose their temper?His facade may make him seem like he doesn’t have a temper. But he does. And if you’re able to break that facade and get under his skin, you’ll be met with cruel comments and possibly a death sentence. 22. What are their favourite insults to use? What do they insult people for? Or do they prefer to bitch behind someone’s back?
He will get to know someone and use their insecurities against them. Castiel will not hesitate to bring up someone’s traumatic memories and crush them down if that means getting his way.
23. Do they have a good memory? Short term or long term? Are they good with names? Or faces?Castiel never forgives and he never forgets. 24. What is their sleeping pattern like? Do they snore? What do they like to sleep on? A soft or hard mattress?Sleep is almost nonexistent for Castiel unless he needs to recharge his energy. Even then it never makes him feel well rested. 25. What do they find funny? Do they have a good sense of humour? Are they funny themselves?He finds irony at the expense of others funny. Castiel is pretty sadistic so he usually likes dark humor. 26. How do they act when they’re happy? Do they sing? Dance? Hum? Or do they hide their emotions? Cas never usually shows when he’s genuinely happy to avoid becoming attached to others. The most he’ll give is a light smile.27. What makes them sad? Do they cry regularly? Do they cry openly or hide it? What are they like they are sad?There isn’t much that gets under his skin. At times he does feel guilty for the horrible things that he did but drowns it out by committing more atrocities. When he can’t hide his sadness, usually he numbs it out and seems almost like a soulless vessel on the outside.  28. What is their biggest fear? What in general scares them? How do they act when they’re scared?Castiel is terrified of becoming attached to someone. Once he realizes that he feels that way, he will cut them out from his life or ruin it completely. He also doesn’t want people to see him as his past self since he was seen as “weak”. All he wants is for people to see him as a monster and nothing else.
29. What do they do when they find out someone else’s fear? Do they tease them? Or get very over protective? He’ll try to learn more about it and use it against them when the time arises. 30. Do they exercise? Regularly? Or only when forced? What do they act like pre-work out and post-work out?Not really but he’s still in good shape. 31. Do they drink? What are they like drunk? What are they like hungover? How do they act when other people are drunk or hungover? Kind or teasing?Castiel doesn’t regularly drink because he’s a lightweight. But when he does get drunk, he will act more outgoing and SOMETIMES more provocative. Hungover Cas is usually kinda grouchy and embarrassed. 32. What do they dress like? What sorta shops do they buy clothes from? Do they wear the fashion that they like? What do they wear to sleep? Do they wear makeup? What’s their hair like?Despite his family nobility being forgotten, he still dresses the way he would if he was.  33. What underwear do they wear? Boxers or briefs? Lacey? Comfy granny panties?Boxers. Unless….34. What is their body type? How tall are they? Do they like their body?Castiel is pretty slim and around 5″11. He doesn’t mind his body all that much but he thinks the scars on it are kinda ugly.35. What’s their guilty pleasure? What is their totally unguilty pleasure? ”If his one guilty pleasure is fucking destroying lives and families I’ll actually walk up to [REDACTED] and fucking beat you up”
- @b4dluckch4rm
36. What are they good at? What hobbies do they like? Can they sing?Destroying lives and burning shit down   playing the piano.37. Do they like to read? Are they a fast or slow reader? Do they like poetry? Fictional or non fiction?He’s a very fast reader and usually only reads scriptures or books that have to do with his goals.38. What do they admire in others? What talents do they wish they had?Nothing because he thinks that he’s the best. Not really actually 39. Do they like letters? Or prefer emails/messaging? He isn’t the kind to really send you messages through anything.40. Do they like energy drinks? Coffee? Sugary food? Or can they naturally stay awake and alert?He can usually stay awake without anything but if he can’t, tea will usually help out a bit.41. What’s their sexuality? What do they find attractive? Physically and mentally? What do they like/need in a relationship?A distinguished bisexual that likes his partners like he likes his vases: Broken 42. What are their goals? What would they sacrifice anything for? What is their secret ambition?All he wants is to break the seal that’s keeping his sister from ruining the world. Even if it kills him. He wants the world to pay for everything that it’s done and finally watch it all burn.43. Are they religious? What do they think of religion? What do they think of religious people? What do they think of non religious people?He doesn’t really care for religion and thinks extremely religious people are dumb. 44. What is their favourite season? Type of weather? Are they good in the cold or the heat? What weather do they complain in the most? Winter and stormy weather are his thing. He pretends to hate the rain but truly hates hot sunny days.45. How do other people see them? Is it similar to how they see themselves? Due to his multiple facades, it’s hard to pinpoint how people see him. But if I had to, many would see him as a professional young man that knows what he’s doing.46. Do they make a good first impression? Does their first impression reflect them accurately? How do they introduce themselves?He’s great at first impressions. After all, he’s had a few hundred years to prefect it. But he never shows himself to be as cruel as he actually is. 47. How do they act in a formal occasion? What do they think of black tie wear? Do they enjoy fancy parties and love to chit chat or loathe the whole event?Castiel is pretty good when it comes to formal occasions. He knows how to dress and interact with others. But usually the only reason why he would go to such parties would be to gather information from others. And if that doesn’t happen, he’ll get bored and loathe the occasion.48. Do they enjoy any parties? If so what kind? Do they organise the party or just turn up? How do they act? What if they didn’t want to go but were dragged along by a friend? He’ll show up to the occasion if he’s invited but isn’t really a party planner himself.  49. What is their most valued object? Are they sentimental? Is there something they have to take everywhere with them?Nothing has much sentimental value to him anymore since he’s either lost it or destroyed it himself. But if he ever lost his sister again, he would be devastated. And maybe a certain soldier50. If they could only take one bag of stuff somewhere with them: what would they pack? What do they consider their essentials?Castiel is use to losing things and making due with what he has. But his scythe always follows him. 
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hopeful-starship · 6 years
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Welcome to the 1st installment of “Chloé finds cool ask lists and answers them despite nobody asking”! This one is courtesy of @bgbygirl, go check them out!
🐰- do you believe in soul mates?  Heck yeah i do. I haven’t found mine yet, but he’ll come around. I believe it.
💌- diary or journal? I’d rather journal! I sometimes just write out my feelings on loose paper when i feel bad, but i’ve rarely kept a diary for more than two weeks.
✨- which fictional character (book, show, or movie) do you relate to most? Holy WOW this is difficult. I’m a mix of chunks from a lot of characters, but i feel like i’m the closest to Cath from Fangirl (a wonderful book by Rainbow Rowell, which i highly recommend you check out).
💕- are you crushing on someone? I was literally three days ago (you’ll know if you follow my crush chronicles tag - which you probably don’t because it’s not that interesting), but i’m thankfully getting over it. I love boys and i love crushing, but he wasn’t good for me - at least not in a romantic setting.
💋- kissing in the dark or kissing in the rain? I’d say rain. If i’m kissing a boy, i probably find him handsome, and i want to be able to see him. 
🐝- describe your aesthetic in emojis I’m on my laptop so i can’t use emojis, but i’d say my aesthetic as a mix of “80s rock dad”, “horny on main” and “pastel cinnamon roll”. It’s a weird mix. 
🍼- what is your favorite memory? The 2nd time i met Captain America in Disneyland Paris this summer. I went to shake his hand (because the 1st one did that) and he said “no, i’ll hug you if that’s okay”, and that was THE CUTEST SHIT. I blog a lot about Bohemian Rhapsody at the moment, but i love the Avengers A LOT, and Steve is my favorite, so that was very special.
🌸- what is your favorite flower? Not orchids, surprisingly! I like them, but i like how the word sounds more than i like the flower itself. Is lavender a flower? I’m going to say it is. Lavender is my favorite flower.
💖- have you ever been in love? I’ve said i was in love a couple times in the past, but looking back, i don’t think i was. I was very fond of them, but i don’t think i was -in love-.
🍰- strawberry or vanilla? Strawberry! (Side not: i’m realising i changed a lot over the past few months, because the answer’s been vanilla my whole life)
🍯- describe your favorite smell I have two, and they’re extremely unrelated lol. The first one is speculoos cookies being baked, and the second one is that generic boy perfume smell (my friends say that doesn’t exist and i’m crazy, but i know what i’m talking about and i hope you do too)
🎂- if you had 3 wishes, what would they be? I generally have trouble with this question. The first thing that came to my mind was: i wish i could be sure everyone i love knows i love them, and i wish i wouldn’t constantly doubt they love me back.
🍪- cookie dough or cookies? Cookie dough. Cookie dough always. Any day of the week. I love cookies, but cookie dough is my favorite thing.
☕- coffee or tea? Neither! I don’t like hot drinks!
🍃- would you rather live in a sea with mermaids or a forest with fairies? I’m fascinated by the ocean, so give me those mermaids any day!
🍂- what’s your middle name? My middle name is Jeanne! It was apparently two of my great-grandmothers’ name.
💫- what is your sun, moon, and rising sign? I had no idea what this meant, so i googled it and apparently my sun sign is Pisces, my moon sign is Taurus and my rising sign is Leo! Which apparently means i’m affectionate and emotional (very true), like to be praised and appreciated (also true), and am even-tempered and calm (not so true).
🌧️- favorite thing to do on rainy days? I love sitting/lying next to a window and listening to the rain fall while reading or writing!
🍭- how tall are you? I’m 6′2! (188 centimetres) (basically a fuckin giant)
💒- which show would you want to live in? I know the question probably means TV show, but i’m twisting it around and understanding musical, because damn i love theatre. My answer is Mamma Mia. OF COURSE IT IS. I want to spend my days dancing around a greek island and singing Abba songs at handsome dudes. (this might be a later question, but spoiler: Mamma Mia is my favorite movie)
🎄- what is your favorite holiday? Christmas! I fuckin love Christmas! I’m currently sitting in my Christmas pyjamas (yes, on November 17th, leave me alone)
🍦- what scented candle is your favorite? I’ve never had any candles (my mum thinks they’re too dangerous), but i generally like those that smell like cinnamon and apples.
🎶- favorite song right now? You may have noticed i have a bit of an obsession with Bohemian Rhapsody. My current favorite song is It’s Late by Queen, which i discovered when i was extensively researching their discography after seeing the movie. Oh my wooorld, that guitar riff gets me railing.
💘- 3 ways to win your heart? 1) Sing/play any instrument ever 2) Be kind 3) Have a lot of hair The truth is, if you’re a guy and you’re (even remotely) kind and attractive, i’ll fall in love with you, even if it’s for 20 minutes.
🍩- current mood? A bit weird, if i’m honest. I’m generally good, but it feels like the sword of Damocles is hanging over my head and a depressive episode is threatening to drop on me.
❄️- what is your favorite season? This is a difficult question for me, there are things i love and things i dislike about every season! But i’ll say spring, because i can go out without a jacket, but it’s not too warm yet.
💍- your current relationship status? Married to Gwilym Lee (jk lol, i’m single as all hell - someone date me please, i’m so alone)
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Here, have this picture of me being a Captain America fangirl in Disneyland Paris (i’m going back in three days and the excitement is UNREAL)
💅🏻- do you like being spoiled? OH NO. I’m not one of those who can’t accept a gift, but i can’t help but wonder what i did to deserve it and stress about it.
🕊️- 3 habits you have? 1) Arriving at college at least 30 minutes before my class starts and sitting on the floor outside of the classroom, reading or watching videos 2) Dancing a bit too enthusiastically at bus stops 3) Skipping class when i feel overwhelmed and hiding in the library/in a café with something to eat and something to drink, and watching a heckton of videos in hopes of making myself feel better
🦄- how do you perceive yourself? Well it depends on how i feel when you ask the question - but generally, i think i’m a rather good person, or at least i try my best to be. I’m as kind as possible. It’s going sound conceited, but i’m a bit too smart for my own good - which means i overthink everything and end up in a state of existential crisis 9 times out of 10. Physically, i’m mostly ok with how i look - although it sure would be nice if i could find ONE guy who thinks i’m alright too.
🦋- how do you think others perceive you? I’m not answering this question, because i don’t want to end up in aforementioned state of existential crisis. Feel free to tell me how you perceive me though, i’m interested!
🌈- things I find attractive in girls/guys I’ll answer for guys, since they’re what i’m attracted to! Smile is something super important for me. I love hair, especially when they’ve got a lot of it (hello Brian May). And i seem to have a thing for cowboys and guitarists. (...again, hello Brian May)
🍓- one secret about yourself The main reason i obsess over “celebrities” (and even daydream about being with them) is because it’s easier than falling for guys i know irl and getting rejected.
🍒- how do you act when you have a crush? Like a FUCKIN IDIOT. During the first week i had a “thing” for my former crush, i couldn’t speak to him without stumbling on my words, and i almost fell on him on the tram. I can’t function properly when i like someone.
💔- the reason behind your last breakup? I’ve never been with anyone, so i’ve never had a breakup; so i’ll tell the reason behind my last rejection. Thankfully it didn’t hurt too much, he was in love with one of my friends and she loved him back, and i just knew they’d be good for each other. So just before they got together, we talked it out, just to clear the air, and so he knew that i wasn’t fully in love, i just liked him because he was cute and kind, that of course i wouldn’t do anything to interfere with their relationship, and that i really wanted us to stay friends. He was an absolute peach and he’s one of my best friends today!
💬- what your last text message says? It’s two heart emojis! (to a friend, don’t imagine any boys are talking to me)
🎥- what show are you currently binging on? I’m not watching any show at the moment, i’m trying to catch up on my Watch later Youtube playlist! But i did have half a Harry Potter marathon with a friend this weekend.
⛅- what is your morning routine? Brush my hair, tie it up in a ponytail (or a bun if it’s really greasy woops), wash my face, shower, dress, pack my bag, have breakfast, fiddle on my phone if i have extra time, go!
💗- who do you miss? I miss my friend Antoine. I know we’ve seen the best of each other, but sometimes i just miss the guy he was when i was 15.
🥀- last time you cried? Wednesday afternoon! While, you guessed it, watching Bohemian Rhapsody. It’s been 4 times, but i still cry a lot.
🎁- when is your birthday? March 3rd!
🔪- scariest/creepiest experience? I try to steer clear of anything even remotely scary or creepy, i hate that kind of stuff.
💤- date someone younger, older, or same age as you? I really don’t care as long as the connection’s there, but life has shown that i get along better with people that are a bit older than me!
🎀- any question you want I’m going to make this question into “where do you hope to be in three years?” because i think it’s interesting. If my plans don’t change, i’ll be in Brighton, taking another degree which i’ll hopefully enjoy this time. Which means i’ll have my own flat again - i hope it’s somewhat near the sea, so i can go quite often. I also hope i made friends that are on the same wavelength as i am, and who knows, maybe even found a good guy?
If you read this whole ordeal, thank you so much lol! That was really fun! I hope you have a nice day!
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Thanks to the lovely @bitsandbobsandstuff for taking the time to answer these! Get to know more about lovely Kris, go give her a follow and then show her some love!
These questions are from this list. You should check it out, there’s 50 questions all together and they’d be great to ask your favorite fic writer!
1) How old were you when you first starting writing fan-fiction?
Looking back, my first attempt at fanfic was probably when I was 11-years-old and I couldn’t wait for the next ‘Babysitters Club’ book to come out, so I wrote my own story. I think it featured Stacey McGill and horses. I really fucking wish I could find it… But honestly, I didn’t really understand the world of fanfiction until I joined Tumblr. So outside of those little forays when I was younger, I’d say it was last year when I realised it was a thing I could do and people might be interested, so let’s say my 30s.
2) Do you prefer writing OC’s or reader inserts? Explain your answer.
When it comes to fanfic, I prefer Reader inserts. They feel more inclusive and frankly, even as a writer it can be easier to imagine myself in the shoes of the reader character (so I can understand their thoughts and feelings and motivations), if I don’t have a specific name attached to them.
5) When is your preferred time to write?
Either first thing in the morning (coffee and morning air are excellent inspiration) or Saturday afternoons.
6) Where do you take your inspiration from?
Constant reading. I’m that nerd at the bus stop or waiting at the movie theatre or walking down the street with my nose in a book. I also try to draw on real life experiences/ situations when I can, it gives stories more texture.
7) In your Safe With Me fic, what’s your favorite scene that you wrote?
I’m going to be cheeky and say it’s a tie – the dance scene in Chapter 8 and the trigger scene in Chapter 15. The realisations they both had within the few minutes of their dance together felt like such a great payoff for everything up until that point, and I loved imagining Bucky in that black suit (and I just love that song ‘Run to you’). The trigger scene was so much fun just to  resurface and/ or create all Bucky’s memories, especially the ones with the Soldier…they were like mini-stories of their own.
8) Have you ever amended a story due to criticisms you’ve received after posting it?
Nope. Everyone has a different vision and every story is unique for a reason.
9) Who is your favorite character to write for? Why?
Clearly, I’m such a sucker for Bucky Barnes. 😊 His character has been through so many things over his lifetime, you can take him in a hundred directions and they can still feel true to source material (both MCU and comics). He can be a battle-weary soldier or a sassy little shit, and it all links back to some iteration of his personality at some point in his life – whether pre-WW2, Winter Soldier days, or now. I’d like to branch out and try others (or maybe other fandoms) at some point, but I’m content with him for now.
11) How did you come up with the title for the Safe With Me?
I knew I wanted the title to be a line of dialogue, because I like the symmetry of finding titles inserted in a story, and I knew I wanted it to be something ‘safety’ related, since that was the theme of the story. In Chapter 3, Bucky gives the reader a little speech at the end, telling her he’ll do anything he needs to protect her, and after re-working that a little, I came up with the ‘you’re safe with me’ line, and that became the title!
12) How did you come up with the idea for Safe With Me?
I wanted to try a series for a long time, but was always  so intimidated by the idea - I’m blown away by the writers on here who do so many series, the time it takes is nuts. For SWM, there were certain themes I personally wanted to find in a story - what it means to be safe, how sometimes evil people can live right next to you, the importance of mental health...all those concepts were used as foundations to the story and the colour was created around them. Sometimes things went in the direction I wanted, sometimes they took unexpected left turns as I was writing - I think you really have to be okay being led by your gut sometimes. Things like lemon drug or Tony’s tech or changing the purpose of the trigger words were random ideas that fell into place. My brain is a weird place to be sometimes.
14) Are there any stories that you’ve written that you’d really love to do a sequel to?
I’ve thought about doing something else with ‘Bless me father’ (still the strangest, weirdest, dirtiest story I’ve written) maybe a prequel or sequel, but still mulling over ideas.
16) Tell me about another writer(s) who you admire? What is it about them that you admire?
There are so many on Tumblr I love, but three in particular I would point out.
@a-splash-of-stucky: Elsa is a literal poet. The way she writes, the images she conjures and phrases she uses, are beyond gorgeous.
@justreadingfics: Ally can set up a scene like you wouldn’t believe. I am also in continual awe of someone who can write so beautifully when it’s not their first language.
@4luvofall: Cristina nails the dialogue every single time. Her characters are always a little sassy and a little funny, and I want to go drinking with them (and her). Outside of Tumblr, my favourite book is A Tree Grows in Brooklyn and I would be happy to read Harry Potter every day for the rest of my life.
17) Do you have a story that you look back on and cringe when you reread it?
No stories, although sometimes I’ll read old dialogue or descriptions and roll my eyes a little! I think it’s important to read your old stuff and recognise how far you’ve come or how your style has changed.
18) Do you prefer listening to music when you’re writing or do you need silence?
I have a writing playlist that is mostly Sigur Ros and Sleeping at Last, with a heavy dose of movie soundtracks like Lord of the Rings. But sometimes, I put headphones in and just listen to silence.
19) Have you ever cried whilst writing a story?
I’ve gotten a little emotional at points, but never full on cried. I have sobbed like a baby while reading though, good lord.
20) Which part of your Safe With Me fic was the hardest to write?
I think the club scene in Chapter 12 was the hardest. The idea was to use the scenery and secondary characters and music to build the tension through the course of the night, until everything collapsed. Finding the right flow and making sure it didn’t feel too rushed was really hard, it took me a long time to work through.
21) Do you make a general outline for your stories or do you just go with the flow?
I tend to make an outline. For one-shots, it’s never long – just listing out the key points and scenes I want to hit. For SWM it was long – the outline was more than 15,000 words. Admittedly, I’m somewhat Type A, so I need structure to function. 😊
23) Do you have a story that you feel doesn’t get as much love as you’d like?
Probably my first Stucky story, ‘The language of a kiss’. I was hesitant to post it – it wasn’t long after I read ‘Not easily conquered’ which was one of the most mind-blowing literary experiences of my life. I love the story and have gotten lovely comments on it, but I think AO3 tends to be a better place for Stucky stories, Tumblr leans more toward Reader insert.
25) Are any of your characters based on real people?
Yes! The reader for ‘Safe with me’ was based heavily on yours truly! Most of her dialogue came very easy because it’s how I speak in real life (full of F-bombs and insults that rarely make sense). Some of Bucky’s dialogue and sass was based on my husband, the way those two bickered in the story was pretty close to real life.
26) What’s the biggest compliment you’ve gotten?
Some of the compliments I’ve received for ‘Safe with me’ have been genuinely unbelievable. Several people have said the story inspired them to write again, which I’m so excited to hear. The biggest compliment though, was probably someone telling me the story helped ease them through a depressive episode in their life. That hit particularly close to home and I can’t express how happy I was to hear that.
29) Do people know you write fan-fiction?
My husband and a few close friends. The first time I told my best friend, who is not remotely into fandom, I gave her ‘Safe with me’ at chapter 12 and she read the entire thing overnight and by 8a the next morning I was getting texts saying “are you awake and if so are you writing because you can’t do this to me.” Hearing someone with no interest in Marvel say that was pretty fun.
30) What’s you favorite minor character you’ve written?
Definitely Riz in ‘Safe with me’. I picture him hanging out in his little kiosk in downtown Manhattan, playing Candy Crush and watching the world go by. He has to have some great stories.
31) What spurs you on during the writing process?
Deadlines! I work so much better under pressure. If I ever had to write a thesis, I would wait until two days before it’s due.
33) Can you remember the first fic you read? What was it about?
I think it was the ‘Worth Fighting For’ series by @serzhantkris. The plot was based on Mulan, and followed the reader who took her brother’s place in the army during WW2 - she went though basic and got deployed and captured as part of the 107th. She was a feisty and amazing character, and I’m always a sucker for 1940s Bucky. The story is broken out across the three Captain America movies and it is seriously breathtaking – sweet, cheeky, full of action, and completely heartbreaking.
34) If you could write only angst, fluff or smut for the rest of your writing life, which would it be and why?
I think I’m going with angst. I like being able to dig into something and maybe cause a little pain in the process. 😉
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Characters and what they enjoy reading.
Cobra Bubbles isn’t much of a reader. He’s an athelete. You think that he’s got time to sit down with some papers and just hallucinate for a while? No. No man. The most ‘reading’ that he’ll do is once in a while, he might get into a Tom Clancy audiobook while he does his work outs, but it’s never anything physical.
Livvy only reads teen fiction. She never really got past her twilight phase. She’ll read what she needs to for class but it isn’t really high on her list of hobbies. She’s a lot more likely to be found at a party than at a library. Dewey Decimal System? What the heck is that?
Rory doesn’t read shit except for cocktail recipes. Maybe he’ll get a book as a gift but he only reads things in gaelic. Words jump around too much in English.
Thomas as we all know, is a voracious reader. He goes through The Hobbit and Lord of the Rings at least once a year. Their little ones were going to get it read to them as Bedtime stories, without a doubt. But he also has a thing for Sherlock Holmes, his favorite being A Scandal in Bohemia. He likes thick books, ones with lots of sequels - whole sagas. Clan of the Cave Bear. The Dark Tower series.Dune. The World of Time.
Jock didn’t learn how to read until the last century. He wasn’t much of a reader. He was more of a doer. Even his own notebooks where he wrote shit down were pretty illegible to everyone but him. Okay, maybe to him sometimes. He’d go through the same thing ten or twenty times just because he couldn’t make out his writing on what happened the first time. It was a real shame. Loved him some books on tape though. He’d play through things like Fear and Loathing which only seemed appropriate. Though he has been getting more into comic books lately - particularly the work of Garth Ennis (Preacher, Hellblazer)
Ellie was more of a flipper through books than an actual reader. She was a good enough student, not enough to get praised by the teachers but certainly no one ever worried about her grades - and that was enough reading for her. You can’t read and skateboard - or maybe you could but Tony Hawk hadn’t tried it yet so she hadn’t really even considered it.
GoGo LOVES manuals. Straight and to the point, kinda like how she lives her life and usually pretty informative. If someone she knows buys a new toaster, you bet she’s going to take the instruction manual that no one ever read and usually tossed out and read it while people enjoy their new toast, trying to think of ways to use the inner heating coils for something more interesting.
Hansel has an old stack of playboys, which he doesn’t even pretend to read. He liked the pictures. It’s unknown whether he even knows how to read. But he does like being read to, or well, he would. If anyone ever tried. If Willem starts telling stories, he’ll have at least one rapt listener.
Clopin doesn’t read all that often. He’s a writer, not a reader. He doesn’t have the patience for all of those unnecessary words that don’t even rhyme. Why would someone write 550 pages of a book when literally a hundred words could make it a million times better, easier, simpler, and just as wonderful. Fuck novelists man. The more words, the more you’re overcompensating.
Figaro is all about those pulpy detective/horror/sci fi books that can only be found at old book stores. Yeah, they’ll treat themselves to the classics - some King, some Koontz, Hill, Little, Straub, Pinborough, but the seedier the better. Occasionally likes horror comics like Locke and Key, and the 30 Days of Night series but it;s always the brightly colored scantily clad covers that draw their attention.
Iain is pretty much stuck on textbooks and kids books. He sometimes reads those architecture textbooks to Stinky Pete to put her to sleep on the nights when she isn’t requesting Princess stories and Fairytales. Her favorites. She’s on the path to be a fairy princess ballerina so anything with those in them? Iain probably knows off by heart now from reading them often.
Gabby enjoys Agatha Christie. Life itself can be such a mystery. There’s so much that is unknown. But these books - they make her feel like the impossible can usually be logical. Even if logic is strange and messed up in this crazy city of New Orleans.
Elsa enjoys most books. She likes to read novels and biographies, mainly. Anything that has to do with historical events, she’ll go through like mad. Nothing frilly. Nothing even too feel good. Nothing that was trying too hard to make the world seem like it was a big and beautiful place when it could be tough and cold. Like ice. Like her. If it was a little uplifting, she could bear it, but if it seemed like it would be adapted into a movie with a dance number, she’d pass.
Claudette isn’t a big reader. When she does get to come out and shine, the only laying around that she does is with Kuzco and reading certainly isn’t involved. Her favorite type of literature? Discount tags on gorgeous clothing, darling.
Wiggins likes adventure stories. Anything that takes him out of the trailer park. Things have gotten better since Declan was killed, admittedly, but he tries to take courage in the tales. He tries to think that he could be some sort of scallywag, some sort of explorer but apart from when he has to dig at night due to Ratcliffe’s demands, he doesn’t venture far.
Maddy has gotten more into fairytales recently. Ever since her life started feeling like one. She bought a second-hand copy of One Thousand and One Nights that she goes through, and plans on reading to their baby. She also enjoys the romantic set that she got for Christmas, especially Jane Eyre. Like she told Bastien, when he’s out, she usually just waits for him to get back, reads near the stairs in the periwinkle glow. But there might be some times in which she pesters him a little to read to her because she loves the sound of his voice. Whatever he might want to read, she’d gladly listen.
Frank has gone through whatever library that Maleficent left, leaving her grimoire alone. He couldn’t do the magic in there anyhow, there was no sense in tempting himself with what he could not do. But he enjoys reading, enjoys researching. But his favorite book to read is a French book of poems - Les Fleurs du mal by Baudelaire. ‘Through those two great black eyes, the outlets of your soul, O pitiless demon! pour upon me less flame; I’m not the River Styx to embrace you nine times.’
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OC Ask - Toni
1. What’s their full name? Why was that chosen? Does it mean anything? •I picked Antoni because I like being able to abbreviate names and Toni hit the spot. Antoni Reynard Valenza - Antoni = ???, Reynard = counsel & brave/hardy, Valenza = Valencia = Strength 2. Do they have any titles? How did they get them? •Aside from LT? ;) Or noor or jaan? 3. Did they have a good childhood? What are fond memories they have of it? What’s a bad memory? •No good childhood. We know. He’s got a whole list of bad ones. 4. What is their relationship with their parents? What’s a good and bad memory with them? Did they know both parents? •Don’t know both parents. both good and bad memories with mom. Really great memories with grandfather. 5. Do they have any siblings? What’s their names? What is their relationship with them? Has their relationship changed since they were kids to adults? No siblings. Thank god. Can’t imagine Toni trying to take care of himself and a sibling. 6. What were they like at school? Did they enjoy it? Did they finish? What level of higher education did they reach? What subjects did they enjoy? Which did they hate? •Did finish school. Loved history, literature, languages. Probably didn’t hate any class really. 7. Did they have lots of friends as a child? Did they keep any of their childhood friends into adulthood? •Did have friends but they were on the surface and did not keep them after he enlisted.
8. Did they have pets as a child? Do they have pets as an adult? Do they like animals? •Loves animals, didn’t keep any. Used to be visited by an orange tabby on occasion who would sometimes steal into his room and snuggle up with him on rainy/cold nights. 9. Do animals like them? Do they get on well with animals? •Yep. 10. Do they like children? Do children like them? Do they have or want any children? What would they be like as a parent? Or as a godparent/babysitter/etc.? • Likes kids and kids take to him well. Never thought he’d have any. But turns out he’s a pretty good down-to-earth parent who likes to play with his kids a lot. 11. Do they have any special diet requirements? Are they a vegetarian? Vegan? Have any allergies? •Lots of protein, turns vegetarian later. No allergies noted. 12. What is their favourite food? •Whatever Iska or Priya makes ;) 13. What is their least favourite food? •If there is a food out there Toni doesn’t like, I’ve yet to see it. It’s probably some off world type. Or maybe MRE’s. 14. Do they have any specific memories of food/a restaurant/meal? •Making pasta with grandfather 15. Are they good at cooking? Do they enjoy it? What do others think of their cooking? •Decent at cooking. He takes lots of notes from Iska and Priya and Aman. 16. Do they collect anything? What do they do with it? Where do they keep it? •Used to be metal fidgeting puzzles but now he’s accrued a hoodie and T-shirt collection which he keeps in his own separate closet. 17. Do they like to take photos? What do they like to take photos of? Selfies? What do they do with their photos? •Selfies, all day, every day. Videos too. Funny how he used to shy away but he’s lightened up in his later years. 18. What’s their favourite genre of: books, music, tv shows, films, video games and anything else •Music= Jazz, heavy metal, lo-fi hip hop, electronica especially off world based. Does play video games with his kids. And will watch any show or film his spouses want to see even if he’s already seen them with the added perk of cuddling. 19. What’s their least favourite genres? •Music = Country 20. Do they like musicals? Music in general? What do they do when they’re favourite song comes? •Depends on the song and mood. He’ll jam while he’s reading or doing chores while the kids are napping or at school. Sometimes, loud singing and dramatic motions are involved. 21. Do they have a temper? Are they patient? What are they like when they do lose their temper? •For the most part, he is patient and loses his temper rarely. It’s not something he likes to do as it makes him feel like a shitty person. 22. What are their favourite insults to use? What do they insult people for? Or do they prefer to bitch behind someone’s back? •Toni only insults when he’s joking. Somewhere along the lines of “Bitch” or “Jackass.” He’s not really a passive aggressive type. 23. Do they have a good memory? Short term or long term? Are they good with names? Or faces? •Pretty good with names and faces. Memory is pretty good. 24. What is their sleeping pattern like? Do they snore? What do they like to sleep on? A soft or hard mattress? •Probably gets around 5-6 hours a night, depending on if his spouses are there to drag him to bed. Rarely snores. Loves a softer mattress his body can sink into but also doesn’t mind the more firmer mattresses since they’re more orthopedic. 25. What do they find funny? Do they have a good sense of humour? Are they funny themselves? •Puns. Toni has a sense of humor that lands him in trouble because he says things at the worst possible timing. But he does like making his family and friends laugh. 26. How do they act when they’re happy? Do they sing? Dance? Hum? Or do they hide their emotions? •Sings cheesy songs loudly, will dance, hums. 27. What makes them sad? Do they cry regularly? Do they cry openly or hide it? What are they like they are sad? •Arguing makes him sad. He’s not afraid to show tears. 28. What is their biggest fear? What in general scares them? How do they act when they’re scared? •Losing one of the kids or spouses. Saying or doing something that hurts another person, or causes them emotional grief. He becomes very anxious as a response to that fear. 29. What do they do when they find out someone else’s fear? Do they tease them? Or get very over protective? •He’s very protective. Hugs/cuddles them. 30. Do they exercise? Regularly? Or only when forced? What do they act like pre-work out and post-work out? •Exercise every day. And he normally feels better post work out, like after a good run. 31. Do they drink? What are they like drunk? What are they like hungover? How do they act when other people are drunk or hungover? Kind or teasing? •Toni drinks on occasion. He cut back a lot. But his kind of drunk spurs very honest and heartfelt admissions, drunken text professing his undying love. And he’s usually very mindful of others when they’ve had too much to drink, often helping them sober up or getting them to the bathroom. 32. What do they dress like? What sorta shops do they buy clothes from? Do they wear the fashion that they like? What do they wear to sleep? Do they wear makeup? What’s their hair like? •His hair is a playful mess except when Iskandar gets a hold of him. Toni’s often in tanks and jeans but he’s learned to dress less casually. And if he could sleep naked again, he totally would, but he’s usually wearing sweat pants and a tank to bed. 33. What underwear do they wear? Boxers or briefs? Lacey? Comfy granny panties? •Boxer briefs 34. What is their body type? How tall are they? Do they like their body? •Mesomorph. Around 6′ feet. Toni’s pretty happy with himself. He works hard to maintain a good diet and exercise regimen. 35. What’s their guilty pleasure? What is their totally unguilty pleasure? •Guilty pleasure is probably spending time cuddling and eating ice cream while watching a sci-fi flick of some sort. Coffee is always the unguilty pleasure. Right behind sex. 36. What are they good at? What hobbies do they like? Can they sing? •He’s good at being a solider. Oh he likes writing though. and tries to help pick out interior decor. 37. Do they like to read? Are they a fast or slow reader? Do they like poetry? Fictional or non fiction? •Fast reader but he’ll probably re-read one book a few times over. He likes poetry and both fiction/nonfiction. Nonfiction being about historical events and warfare. 38. What do they admire in others? What talents do they wish they had? •he does wish he was more creative sometimes. 39. Do they like letters? Or prefer emails/messaging? •No letters in the future. Emails and messaging it is. 40. Do they like energy drinks? Coffee? Sugary food? Or can they naturally stay awake and alert? •No energy drinks, just coffee. he’s not too big on sugary food. 41. What’s their sexuality? What do they find attractive? Physically and mentally? What do they like/need in a relationship? •Bisexual/demisexual. Smiles and eyes are attractive though he gravitates toward people who are sensitive, caring, and incredibly intelligent in their own way. Awareness is another huge factor. He needs to feel secure, that he won’t be abandoned at any point, and to be able to relax completely without fear of reprisal from another person before intimacy can happen. Communication is badly needed, too. 42. What are their goals? What would they sacrifice anything for? What is their secret ambition? •Toni only ever thought as far as a military career. But having a family is a goal he didn’t even know he wanted until he got it. 43. Are they religious? What do they think of religion? What do they think of religious people? What do they think of non religious people? •He is not deeply religious but does not dislike or find fault in those that are. He appreciates the differences between beliefs. 44. What is their favourite season? Type of weather? Are they good in the cold or the heat? What weather do they complain in the most? Spring/Summer. He dislikes the cold but doesn’t mind the aesthetic of fall or the snow. 45. How do other people see them? Is it similar to how they see themselves? •He’s not sure how others see him. Hopefully, as honest and loyal as he thinks he is. 46. Do they make a good first impression? Does their first impression reflect them accurately? How do they introduce themselves? •lmao, he’s got a reputation for leaving a strong first impression that’s not particularly good or bad. He’s very cautious around meeting people, early on. But later, he’s a lot less paranoid and makes people feel welcome right off the bat. 47. How do they act in a formal occasion? What do they think of black tie wear? Do they enjoy fancy parties and love to chit chat or loathe the whole event? •Usually loathe the whole event unless his spouses are involved. Then he tries to enjoy it. 48. Do they enjoy any parties? If so what kind? Do they organise the party or just turn up? How do they act? What if they didn’t want to go but were dragged along by a friend? •He enjoys parties on occasion. And depends really on the nature of the party. If it’s family related, he’ll offer to help organize. If it’s one he’s invited to, he’ll turn up. And there’s always a good chance he’s dragged along for those. He’s such a homebody. 49. What is their most valued object? Are they sentimental? Is there something they have to take everywhere with them? •It was his grandfather’s ring. Now, it’s his wedding bands. 50. If they could only take one bag of stuff somewhere with them: what would they pack? What do they consider their essentials? •First aid kit including bandages and sutures and antiseptics, a few changes of clothes with socks and underclothing, any emergency supplies, toiletries. Hair gel. One datapad for writing and reading on. And one of the more comfy hoodies.
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